Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

"I..."

Yan Xianqing swallowed hard. He had guessed why Xuan Qing had asked for the Sect Master of Treasure Flower to come.

It meant that if anything happened to Sect Master Shen, they were planning to step into the waters to confront the Dragon Palace for an explanation.

He finally exhaled, "It's true. The messages from those Aquatic Race members who died were all collected by me under the Sect Master's orders, and he didn't take me with him when he entered the water."

Upon hearing this,

Even though Li Qingfeng was somewhat prepared, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The young man who had left Nanyang Treasure Land with them had, in such a short time, acquired the power to turn the Dragon Palace upside down!

Even with Li Qingfeng's trust in Shen Yi, at this moment, he felt the thumping in his chest intensifying, and his shoulders shook uncontrollably.

"Did he go alone?"

In such a situation, Li Qingfeng even forgot to address him as Sect Master.

Everyone had speculated that Sect Master Shen must have sought some formidable assistance, but according to what Yan Xianqing said, things seemed different from what others thought.

"The Sect Master was actually quite confident... I think we can have some confidence in him too,"

Yan Xianqing said this but even he didn't quite believe it, as after causing such a big incident, there was no better place than Southern Hong to lay low from the Immortal Sect.

Sect Master Shen's failure to return until now had actually spoken volumes.

However, under his gaze,

Xuan Qing simply nodded slightly, "I believe in him."

He turned away, "But, I also need to let the people of Southern Hong know that he is not alone... although the methods were somewhat disgraceful."

As he spoke, a trace of self-mockery deepened on Xuan Qing's face.

The once unparalleled prodigy, now reduced to seeking favors from others based on long-past debts of life-saving from over a hundred thousand years ago, sounded ludicrous.

But it didn't matter, there really was no other way.

As long as in the end, one person from the Nanyang Sect could stand rightfully within Hongze Water Land.

As for these shameful matters, it was best left to him.

"I will wait until the moment the Seven Sons Grand Assembly ends."

"If you wish to follow, then come."

Leaving these words behind, Xuan Qing also stepped away, his figure disappearing into the woods.

"Xianqing wishes to closely follow behind, without deviating a single step."

Yan Xianqing slowly bowed, lifting his gaze to the sky, but for some reason, he always felt that with the manner Shen Yi had left, he probably wouldn't need any of the preparations Xuan Qing had made.

...

At the break of dawn,

Within the South Flood Land, atop the vast mountain peaks, suddenly, seven white rainbows crossed the sky, with symbols flashing within them.

White clouds swirled around Ling Yue, the sword suspended within the peaks, as day turned to night, and below the peaks, the green waves rolled tumultuously, with the sound of waves crashing loudly!

When they gathered together, it was the unparalleled stunning view of Southern Hong!

At the gathering summit of the white rainbow, a gentle column of light slowly descended, creating changes amongst the mountain seas and clouds, ancient long tables materialized, and jade cushions appeared.

The long steps appeared to lead into the clouds, ending in a large chair at the very top.

Looking further down,

Beneath the clouds, blue bricks had been laid, forming a vast square.

As a flute sound pierced through the clouds,

Numerous figures riding magic treasures swooped out, their seats rigorously ordered, with specifics on where cultivators after the Return to Void phase should sit, where White Jade Capital should sit, where Immortal Sect Elders should sit, and where the guests should be placed, without a single error allowed.

As for the ordinary cultivators and the managing disciples of the Immortal Sect, they were all assembled on the seemingly boundless blue brick square.

They stood aligned,

Robes of the Immortal Sect fluttering slightly, distinguished only by the different patterns on them: Heavenly Sword, Qing Yue, Unparalleled... each exhibiting its own grace.

The highest in status were no doubt several giants at the Unity Realm Stage, including the Sect Master of Treasure Flower, arranged near the chair at the foremost table, casually chatting and even having disciples from White Jade Capital pouring wine for them.

In the next moment, six ethereal figures slowly emerged in the sky,

Overlooking the mortal world, without revealing their true faces.

But there was no need to look closely, just from the immensely vast aura emanating from them, one could discern their identities.

Six great sect masters of the Unity Realm Stage gathered together!

In the past, the Seven Sons Grand Assembly would have officially started by now.

But today, the guests noticed something unusual.

After the six sect masters appeared, they were unexpectedly silent, causing the entire atmosphere to stagnate.

Those skilled in observing expressions had already detected something amiss in the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

After a brief moment of contemplation, nearly everyone's gaze turned towards the highest seat above the clouds.

This is a rare sight...

The likely absentee was the new Sect Master of Nanyang.

Wei Yuanzhou, Su Hongxiu, and the other six Daozi sat quietly behind the table, each wearing a different expression.

Liu Shiqian and Chi Yang, isolated by the many elders at the edge, absentmindedly scanned the surroundings.

As time passed...

It started with the guests on the square, and soon even the disciples of the Immortal Sect began to show signs of unrest.

Someone whispered, "Isn't that... from which force are you, or are you in the wrong place?"

"From Nanyang Sect."

The youth in black appeared to have arrived late, his eyes curiously surveying the surroundings.

"From Nanyang Sect? You belong over there... Didn't anyone inform you, can't even find your place? Quick, find your elder to take you back." The cultivator chuckled in disbelief.

"I came a bit late, didn't catch up."

Shen Yi slightly nodded, having followed an unconventional path from Baiyun County and indeed never participated in such a grand assembly of the Immortal Sect before.

If not for the truly grand and astonishing aura here, he wouldn't have even found the place.

"Forget it, forget it," that tall, thin cultivator finally laughed out, sneakily glancing sideways, "Stick close to me, I'll lead you there."

After speaking, he quietly mustered his energy, nudging aside the person next to him, and walked towards the side with the youth in black.

Just then, perhaps because the movement was too pronounced, gradually people turned their heads towards him, then surprisedly cleared a wide path.

"..."

The tall, thin cultivator realized what was happening, hurriedly put on a smile, and whispered, "Please help, help."

However, no one responded.

Instead, the crowd on the square parted like a wave, eventually clearing a broad path in the middle of the square.

The tall, thin cultivator stood completely dumbfounded; he had come for the excitement, never having seen such a scene before.

It was only when he saw figures on the cloud rise one after another, and then salute downwards, including those highly esteemed Daozi of the Seven Sects and various elders of the White Jade Capital...

"Gulp."

The tall, thin cultivator suddenly felt weak in the knees but was quickly supported by a pair of fair palms.

"It seems I've found it, thank you."

A gentle voice spoke, and the youth in black courteously nodded his thanks, then stepped forward, a purple aura rainbow forming under his feet, spanning the sky straight to the stairs of Heaven, and stopping just below that seat.

He moved unhurriedly along the rainbow, ascending to the clouds under everyone's gaze, then turned around and quietly took his seat in that chair above.

He casually stroked the armrest.

It appeared this was specifically arranged considering he lacked the cultivation of the Unity Realm Stage.

Shen Yi gathered his spirits; his clear, dark eyes looked downward, where prominent cultivators of the Southern Hong gathered beneath his fluttering robes.

The moment that pure purple aura rainbow appeared, it was as clear as glass, as brilliant as the blazing sun, seemingly causing everything around to fade in comparison.

"..."

All the guests and the Immortal Sect disciples, including the elders of the White Jade Capital and many close disciples, as well as the giants of the Unity Realm Stage, and even the six ethereal figures in the sky, were momentarily taken aback.

Was such a transparent Heavenly Palace really a thing of this world?

The silent square amid the crows.

The next moment, it was unclear who started it, or as if it was in unison.

The disciples bowed with swords in hand, the Outer Sect elders lowered their heads, close disciples and elders once again saluted.

Like a tide coming from afar, the sound gradually converged, forming a voice as loud as bells.

"We, greet the Sect Master of Nanyang!"