Mount Morality Immortal.
At the highest court.
Mu Qingliu and Mu Mengting’s expressions were grave.
Not long ago, a presence from the East Sea had transmitted over, causing the two of them to feel restless.
If before, Mu Qingliu had great confidence in the Ancestral Protective Formation of the Immortal Sect, believing that no one could break through and invade,
the event a hundred years ago, where Jun Wuji resembled a True Immortal, splitting himself into three avatars and shaking Mount Morality Immortal to its core, changed that.
Mu Qingliu then lost some of his confidence.
At that time, he realized that Mount Morality Immortal could indeed be shaken by attack.
And in the past hundred years, he sensed at least three times the breakthrough auras coming from the East Sea.
Mu Qingliu’s heart grew increasingly uneasy.
A hundred years ago, Jun Wuji nearly succeeded in breaching Mount Morality Immortal. Now another hundred years has passed, and if the enemy continued to act against the Daode Immortal Sect,
would Mount Morality Immortal still be able to stand?
Mu Qingliu’s expression grew even more solemn.
In his heart, he already had the answer.
It would not hold.
Even a hundred years ago,
if Jun Wuji had decided to stay and suppress Mount Morality Immortal,
with the strength of his true body and the two avatars, he completely could have gradually eroded the Sect Protection Array of the Daode Immortal Sect.
A few hundred years of such, the Sect Protection Array of Mount Morality Immortal might even break without attack.
“Sect Master.”
“The Ancestral Masters of the Spirit Realm… what did they say…?”
Mu Mengting was equally uneasy, and compared to Mu Qingliu, he felt even greater pressure. Who didn’t know he was rivals with Jun Dongjin?
He had even secretly sent someone with a Symbol Talisman of the Ethereal Refinement Stage to kill Jun Dongjin?
Now that Jun Dongjin’s son possessed such great capability, if Mount Morality Immortal were to be breached, could he possibly come to a good end?
“I have already spoken to the Ancestral Masters.”
“The Ancestors said, if Jun Wuji attacks the Immortal Mountain next time, we can contact him at any moment…”
Mu Qingliu said softly.
Having witnessed Jun Wuji’s capabilities threatening the Daode Immortal Sect a hundred years ago, he had already reached out to the Ancestral Masters of the Spirit Realm.
That was the response from the Ancestors at that time.
In the recent decades, whenever Lin Yuan broke through,
he would contact the Ancestral Masters of the Spirit Realm, always receiving the same reply.
“That’s good.”
Mu Mengting sighed slightly with relief.
The only ones who could provide him with a sense of security now were the lofty Ancestral Masters of the Spirit Realm.
Actually, Mu Mengting felt quite aggrieved.
Ancient Saints of Refinement Void in the history of the Daode Immortal Sect—weren’t they all lorded over everything, commanding heaven and earth?
Even if the last generation’s Immortal Sect Leader were still alive, the newly born Ancient Saint would be showered in numerous honors and preside with authority.
But his case was different.
Just having broken through to the Refining Void Period, becoming an Ancient Saint, he ushered in the darkest era for the Daode Immortal Sect in tens of thousands of years.
He nearly failed to protect his own Immortal Mountain’s gates, causing all sect disciples to tremble with fear, and as an Ancient Saint of Refinement Void, he didn’t even dare to leave the house, afraid that Jun Wuji might seize the opportunity to kill him.
“With the Ancestral Masters of the Spirit Realm present, that Jun Wuji…”
Mu Mengting was just about to spit out some harsh words.
Suddenly.
A voice transmitted over.
“I’m what?”
At that utterance,
Mu Mengting froze for a moment, as if trying to figure out who had said those words.
But the next instant,
Mu Mengting started to tremble all over.
For as he turned his head, he saw a figure appearing out of nowhere, seated on one side of the great hall.
This figure had a calm countenance and did not emanate the slightest hint of a strong presence, but by merely standing there, it nearly suffocated Mu Mengting, the Ancient Saint of Refinement Void.
Jun Wuji.
It’s Jun Wuji.
How did he get in?
How did he appear here?
Countless thoughts flashed through Mu Mengting’s mind.
At this moment, he was utterly baffled; the Sect Protection Array outside showed no sign of being alerted, nor had it been breached.
How could Jun Wuji have entered?
“Jun Wuji?”
Mu Qingliu also saw Jun Wuji.
His face turned slightly pale at this moment.
However, no matter how frightened and uneasy Mu Qingliu and Mu Mengting felt inside.
They never thought about running.
What a joke.
Run?
Where could they run to?
This was the safest place in the Daode Immortal Sect.
If Jun Wuji could enter here without a sound,
it was as if there was nothing in the world that could stop Jun Wuji anymore.
“Alright.”
“Let’s get down to business.”
Lin Yuan looked at Mu Qingliu, “Take me to the Ascension Platform.”
The spread of Martial Tao in this realm didn’t give the Taoist Immortal Sect Master much of a say.
The main decision rested with the Immortal Sect Ancestors of the Spirit Realm.
This time Lin Yuan came to the Daode Immortal Sect to negotiate with the Ancestral Masters of the Immortal Sect in the Spirit Realm.
“Okay.”
Mu Qingliu fell silent for a moment and immediately agreed.
With Lin Yuan’s strength, had he come with the intention to kill the moment he appeared in the hall, none of them would have survived.
Given that,
Mu Qingliu knew what he had to do.
“Follow me.”
In the end, Mu Qingliu took a deep look at Lin Yuan.
He looked at the man who was once his own grandson.
“Sect Master, the Ascension Platform is actually my…” Mu Mengting, seeing this, immediately became anxious.
The Ascension Platform was key to contacting the Ancestral Masters of the Spirit Realm, the Daode Immortal Sect’s last trump card, and now they were just going to bring Jun Wuji to it?
“Be quiet.”
Lin Yuan glanced at Mu Mengting.
In an instant,
Mu Mengting’s gaze dimmed, his vitality slipping away.
Dead.
“Meng Ting…”
Seeing this, Mu Qingliu inwardly sighed.
Mu Mengting already had a vendetta with the Jun Family and had even sent people to kill Jun Dongjin and his family before.
In such circumstances, if Mu Mengting had kept a low profile, trying as much as possible not to attract attention, perhaps he could have lived.
But unfortunately…
Mu Qingliu didn’t know what to say.
Didn’t he see that even I was being so cooperative, still thinking about preserving the Ascension Platform?
…
At the deepest part of the Daode Immortal Sect.
Within a secret realm.
Mu Qingliu stopped walking.
“This is where the Ascension Platform is kept.”