Baiyu Island.
Lin Yuanyang Spirit floated down serenely.
The disciples of the White Jade Pavilion were filled with fervor, having just thought themselves certainly doomed to death. The terrifying beam of light that pierced through heaven and earth had been effortlessly blocked by the Sect Master.
Especially the Sect Master himself, who, in the end, transformed into a colossal giant tens of thousands of zhang tall, covering the entire Baiyu Island with a mere palm.
Such divine skills and abilities, even the Ancient Saints of Refine Void might not be capable of them, right?
“That light beam, should it be the Taihao Immortal Mirror of the Daode Immortal Sect?”
“Our Sect Master, blocked the strike from the Taihao Immortal Mirror? Doesn’t that mean the Sect Master is already an Ancient Saint?”
“Nonsense, merely an Ancient Saint? That Taihao Immortal Mirror is the Founding Artefact of the Daode Immortal Sect, and under it, which of the three Ancient Saints from the Blood Demon Sea, Nether Palace, and Demon Saint’s Nest dare to resist? Our Sect Master’s power is simply…”
…
A hundred years had made the White Jade Pavilion the most powerful force in the East Sea. Its disciples, worldly and wise, immediately deduced that the light descending from the Nine Heavens probably came from the legendary Immortal Artifact, the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
Lin Yuan glanced at the multitude of ecstatic disciples from the White Jade Pavilion, then returned directly to his cave dwelling in the core area.
“Master…”
Li Qing and the other disciples accepted by Lin Yuan immediately greeted him with utmost respect.
Under Lin Yuan’s occasional guidance and the rich cultivation environment of Baiyu Island, disciples like Li Qing were either at the Forth Stage Martial Tao or Fifth Stage Martial Tao.
Matching the Nascent Soul True Monarchs and Mahayana Heavenly Monarchs of the Immortal Cultivation System.
The ordinary disciples outside had only seen Lin Yuan’s incredible feat, blocking the strike from the Immortal Mirror that could have erased Baiyu Island from existence.
But disciples like Li Qing, with their strong capabilities and high realm, were even more acutely aware of just how terrifying the colossal giant Lin Yuan had transformed into really was.
And what it truly meant to be able to withstand a strike from the Taihao Immortal Mirror head-on.
“Master… how can Master be so powerful…”
Li Qing and the other disciples trembled in their spirits. They had been cultivating alongside Lin Yuan for over a century, under his tutelage.
They had considered their Master’s power unfathomably deep, but at most felt it was close to an Ancient Saint of Refine Void level.
As to blocking the strike from the world’s strongest Ancient Saint of Refine Void just now, making the revered Immortal Sect Leader retreat proactively.
That was nothing short of a fanciful tale.
“Well, there’s something I need to announce.”
Lin Yuan looked towards the three to four dozen disciples he had taken in over the years.
These disciples were particularly suitable for cultivating the Martial Arts Evolution System and were key to supporting the continuation of the Martial Arts Evolution System once Lin Yuan left this realm.
“Master, please speak.”
“Master, please speak.”
Li Qing and the other disciples immediately said respectfully.
“Go and unify the East Sea.”
Lin Yuan spoke calmly.
For over a century, even though the White Jade Pavilion had become the most powerful force in the East Sea, it had not interfered with other, less orthodox paths.
Not because it couldn’t.
But for fear of attracting the attention of the Daode Immortal Sect.
However, there was no need for such concerns now.
Lin Yuan’s power had already become invincible in this world; if not for that Taihao Immortal Mirror, merely with a Yin Spirit and Yang Spirit, he could have swept across this realm.
“Unify the islands of the East Sea.”
Li Qing and the other disciples were invigorated.
Lin Yuan’s gaze fell towards the direction of the Central Divine Continent, “This world is not limited to the Immortal Path. My Martial Tao also needs to make its mark.”
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Vast Cliff Mountain.
Every corner was guarded by Divinity Transformation Stage Heaven Lords.
Jun Dongjin, as a former high-ranking member of the Daode Immortal Sect and even a contender for the Sect Master position,
was now abandoned and assigned to the remote Vast Cliff Mountain, yet still protected by Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators from the Immortal Sect.
In fact, it was more ‘surveillance’ than protection.
Jun Dongjin knew too many secrets of the Daode Immortal Sect, and should he escape or be swayed by the Nether Palace, Blood Demon Sea, or Demon Saint’s Nest, it wouldn’t bode well for the Daode Immortal Sect.
Within a cave several li away from Vast Cliff Mountain.
Two Divinity Transformation Stage Heaven Lords sat cross-legged.
“To think that we, as esteemed Heaven Lords, would be assigned to such a remote place…” the thin man on the left sighed.
A Divinity Transformation Stage Heaven Lord, even within the Daode Immortal Sect, is regarded as a mid-to-upper level cultivator, entitled to benefit from the Spirit Vein of Mount Morality Immortal, greatly aiding in cultivation.
Yet now, situated around the Vast Cliff Mountain, despite the presence of nature’s spiritual energy, it surely pales in comparison to that of Immortal Mountain.
“Even Jun Dongjin himself is here, what complaints could you have?” the round-faced Heaven Lord glanced at the thin man.
“I’m not complaining, just think the Sect Master is a bit unfeeling, suppressing Jun Dongjin is one thing, but why reassign his daughter and grandson here as well?”
“The Sect Master’s decision must have its reasons,” the round-faced Heaven Lord shook his head.
“Do you think Jun Dongjin will ever return to Mount Morality Immortal?” the thin man couldn’t help but ask.
“Not sure.”
“It all depends on Mu Mengting’s wishes.”
The round-faced Heaven Lord pondered then replied.
The current situation within the Daode Immortal Sect was clear; Mu Mengting was designated as the next Sect Master.
“Then it’s over,” the thin man suddenly felt a headache.
Though not appropriate to discuss the future Sect Master Mu Mengting, her vengeful nature was no secret.
Perhaps once Mu Mengting stepped into the Refining Void Period and became an Ancient Saint, taking over as Immortal Sect Leader, her outlook might change, but that was merely a possibility.
“It’s really Jun Wuji, Jun Dongjin’s youngest son, who is lucky. The whole family is reassigned here, yet he remains enjoying his life in the Cloud Mist Blessed Land,” the thin man couldn’t help but feel emotional, “Sometimes, being weak is a blessing.”