The foreboding gaze of the Nine Spirits King swept over the attendees of Jing Long Immortal Temple, sending shivers down their spines without the cold.
A Great Demon at the realm of a Daluo Golden Immortal, it was terrifying to think of how many human cultivators it had devoured.
The Nine Spirits King’s gaze finally settled on Ning Qianqian.
All nine of its heads revealed eyes filled with confusion.
Why would Ning Qianqian, a member of the Demon Race, be following human cultivators?
Moreover, the purity of Ning Qianqian’s Demonic Qi and her bloodline were far from ordinary.
“Come here.”
The Nine Spirits King was incomparably domineering, leaving behind only a residual image in the next instant as its body appeared before Ning Qianqian, intending to snatch her away and ascertain her origins.
The Nine Holy Mountains only recruited Great Demons with strong bloodlines; common demons were not qualified to join their ranks.
Such incredible speed!
Lu Changsheng’s face changed; he didn’t even have time to react before the Nine Spirits King materialized in front of both him and Ning Qianqian. Read new chapters at m_v l|-NovelFull.net
The gap between a Daluo Golden Immortal and an Earth Immortal was simply too vast!
Not just Lu Changsheng, but even Shangguan Zhao’er, who was at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, was too slow to respond.
Suddenly, a Divine Sword slashed through the air, bringing with it a supreme pressure that ripped through space, striking after it was launched yet arriving first.
The Nine Spirits King hastily stopped its massive hand and retreated backward, seemingly fearing the Divine Sword.
The Divine Sword forced the Nine Spirits King back and returned to the scabbard of the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple.
The contest between Daluo Golden Immortals was fast as lightning.
“Qingyue Fairy, after so many years, you’re still as inhospitable. I am not here to kill her, but to take her as my disciple. With her potential and under my guidance, she is certain to become a Daluo Golden Immortal.”
The Nine Spirits King held some fear for the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple.
Qingyue?
Having cultivated for a thousand years on Jinglong Mountain, Lu Changsheng had never heard the name of the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple before.
The Temple Master had practiced for a million years, and her seniority was too high; most who knew her have already perished, with only beings like the Nine Spirits King, who were also Daluo Golden Immortals with countless years of cultivation, knowing her name.
The Temple Master must have also been a peerless genius in her day, later establishing the Jing Long Immortal Temple.
“Nine Spirits King, our Jing Long Immortal Temple has always refrained from interfering with your Nine Holy Mountains. This young lady is a disciple of my direct disciple and is thus considered one of our own. I would advise you not to covet her, or do not blame me for being rude.”
Qingyue Fairy’s tone was icy cold.
“I have come here not to compete with you, but for the Holy Artifact that has emerged from the Nine Nether Domain, hahahaha.”
All nine of the Nine Spirits King’s heads laughed together, baring their sharp fangs.
Chu Bukuang transmitted to those around him, “The Nine Spirits King once swallowed a hundred thousand cultivators in a single gulp, including peak-level experts at the Heavenly Immortal Level. Do not provoke the Nine Spirits King lightly. Among us, even the four protectors are no match for him. Only the Temple Master can face him in combat.
The group of Great Demons from the Nine Holy Mountains is also comprised entirely of ruthless characters.”
The people of Jing Long Immortal Temple were even more wary.
This Nine Spirits King was too vicious.
Though the Nine Holy Mountains were not considered Demon Sects but rather a Demon Race Sect, their practices were akin to those of the Demon Sects, frequently devouring human cultivators.
At the base of the Nine Holy Mountains lay piles of bones like ridges, and skeletons like forests.
Fortunately, they had the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple on their side, so the Nine Spirits King did not dare to act rashly.
“To think a Daluo Golden Immortal could be so terrifying, it seems I need to be even more prudent.”
Lu Changsheng realized the gap between himself and a Daluo Golden Immortal, reminding himself to be more cautious. Once he reached the Daluo Golden Immortal status, there would be few in Cangyu who could kill him.
At the entrance to the Nine Nether Domain, as cultivators from Jing Long Immortal Temple and the Nine Holy Mountains faced off against each other, another group of formidable presences arrived.
Attendees from both Jing Long Immortal Temple and the Nine Holy Mountains simultaneously turned their gazes toward the sky, witnessing a myriad of colors flowing from magical treasures as over a hundred cultivators approached.
The Daoist robes of these cultivators bore the mark of colorful auspicious clouds; among them were several with strong auras.
“The Divine Lightning Sect?”
Lu Changsheng was all too familiar with that mark.
That was indeed the emblem of the Immortal Sect, Divine Lightning Sect!
“Divine Lightning Sect…”
“Why have their people come as well?”
“It seems that the Divine Lightning Sect has also learned of the emergence of a Holy Artifact in the Nine Nether Domain.”
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“First Nine Holy Mountains, then Divine Lightning Sect. If Yellow Springs Sect and Lingtian Sect send people to compete for the Holy Artifact as well, Jing Long Immortal Temple’s chances of obtaining it are less than one in five,”
The many elders of Jing Long Immortal Temple were even more alarmed, and even the four protectors had faces ashen with worry.
Divine Lightning Sect’s power still surpassed that of Jing Long Immortal Temple and Nine Holy Mountains.
With Divine Lightning Sect making a move, the chances of other factions seizing the treasure plummeted.
“Murong, Murong Lan?!”
Xiao Fan, who followed behind Lu Changsheng, suddenly cried out in alarm.
Among the entourage of Divine Lightning Sect, he spotted a woman dressed in a pale blue gown, her long hair tied with a blue ribbon. It was Murong Lan, the one who had repented her engagement over a thousand years ago!
Murong Lan had become the direct disciple of Divine Lightning Sect’s Sect Master, holding a lofty position, and had followed the Sect Master to the Nine Nether Domain.
“Is it you?”
Murong Lan, with an Immortal Sword on her back, stood aloft in the sky, surprised when she saw Xiao Family’s good-for-nothing Xiao Fan unexpectedly in the company of Jing Long Immortal Temple’s members.
With Xiao Fan’s original talent, it was doubtful he could even break into the Dao Palace Realm. Murong Lan had thought that after a thousand years, Xiao Fan would have long turned into a handful of yellow soil. To her surprise, not only was Xiao Fan not dead, but he had also joined Jing Long Immortal Temple.
Although Jing Long Immortal Temple was not as powerful as Divine Lightning Sect, it was also strong, and at least Divine Lightning Sect didn’t dare to mess with it easily.
If it weren’t for the Holy Artifact appearing in the Nine Nether Domain, the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect wouldn’t have easily entered Cangyu.
The Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect, with hands clasped behind his back, looked down aloofly at both Jing Long Immortal Temple and Nine Holy Mountains’ cultivators, his expression cold and disdainful, his aura even more terrifying than that of the Nine Spirits King.
The multitude of demons from Nine Holy Mountains bristled at the sight.
“This guy is truly despicable; even though he’s not from the Demon Race, he still carries the smell of demonic qi.”
The Nine Spirits King’s wariness of the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect was even greater than his caution of Jing Long Immortal Temple’s Temple Master.
The Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect’s gaze fell upon Ning Qianqian.
To find that the Dragon Emperor Bloodline was actually present here.
“Young man, is it you who opposes our Divine Lightning Sect?”
The Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect’s Divine Sense coalesced into an invisible sharp sword, thrusting towards Lu Changsheng, intent on killing him with his Primordial Spirit!
Such an attack was incredible and impossible to guard against.
However, Qingyue Fairy, the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple, was already prepared. Her Divine Sense turned into an invisible longsword as well, blocking the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect’s Divine Sense attack.
Qingyue Fairy’s eyebrows knitted together.
How had her disciple managed to provoke so many formidable enemies?
The Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect was not easy to deal with, certainly more troublesome than the Nine Spirits King.
With his Divine Sense attack foiled, the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect retracted his Primordial Spirit and coldly swept a glance at Lu Changsheng.
The priority was to seize the Holy Artifact that had emerged in the Nine Nether Domain; he did not wish to engage in conflict with Qingyue Fairy for the time being.
Both Qingyue Fairy from Jing Long Immortal Temple and the Nine Spirits King from Nine Holy Mountains were formidable Daluo Golden Immortals not to be trifled with.
They had been able to stand in Cangyu for a million years and still survive, which was enough to demonstrate their lifesaving means.
If the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect so blatantly disregarded Qingyue Fairy’s face by forcibly killing Lu Changsheng and taking Ning Qianqian, provoking Qingyue Fairy would mean she could exact a frenzied revenge on Divine Lightning Sect.
A Daluo Golden Immortal’s unforeseeable assassination is not something many ordinary Immortal Sects could endure.
Even if the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect was not afraid of assassination, what about the Elders and Disciples of Divine Lightning Sect? Would they no longer dare to leave their homes?
“Thank you, Master.”
Lu Changsheng knew that Qingyue Fairy had saved his life.
This master was extremely protective and treated him very well.
Facing entities on the level of Daluo Golden Immortal such as the Nine Spirits King and the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect, Qingyue Fairy still shielded him without hesitation.
Lu Changsheng was relieved that the Nine Spirits King had not chosen to join forces with the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect; otherwise, even Qingyue Fairy would not have been able to protect him.
But the Nine Spirits King himself was wary of the Sect Master of Divine Lightning Sect, and the two did not get along.
“I wonder what realm she has reached? Has she also reached the Earth Immortal Realm?”
Xiao Fan, encountering Murong Lan once again, suddenly discovered that he had become indifferent.
Now a high-level practitioner of Earth Immortal Realm himself, Murong Lan’s aura of the heaven’s favored daughter no longer mattered to him.
Thirty years east of the river; thirty years west of the river—it was possible that his own realm had now surpassed Murong Lan’s.
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