A terrifying aura descended upon Yaochi, causing the entire Holy Land to shake violently. The clear waters of the Yaochi within the Holy Land turbulently churned, even splashing onto the Pan Peach trees by the pool.
“Primordial Saint Lord?!”
“This distinguished figure, why has he also come?!”
The appearance of the Changliu Immortal had already made these cultivators of the Immortal Realm feel incredulous.
This person was an even more significant figure—the Primordial Saint Lord!
The Primordial Saint Lord was not from the same era as Lin Xuantong and the Changliu Immortal; in the era of the Primordial Saint Lord, he was the number one on the Qilin Ranking!
How strong the Primordial Saint Lord was, no one knew.
It was just that for nearly ten million years, the Primordial Saint Lord had rarely appeared before the public, and the main affairs within the Holy Land had basically been handled by his disciple, the Sword Saint Wuji.
The Ancestor of the Han Family and Han Jie, among others, looked towards this mysterious Primordial Saint Lord.
However, the sight of everyone around the Primordial Saint Lord strangely twisted, only allowing them to see a vague face, completely obscuring the full view.
“It is truly worthy of the Primordial Holy Land, a powerful Holy Land with a bottomless depth of heritage. The Primordial Saint Lord’s mastery of the Space Law is divine and profound. With my own power, I am actually unable to catch a glimpse of his true appearance, which is truly mind-boggling.”
The Han Family Ancestor couldn’t help feeling a chill.
The realm of the Primordial Saint Lord was unfathomable; space itself warped around him. He could allow certain people to see his features, while rendering others unable to behold the true face of this peerless strong figure.
“We welcome the Primordial Saint Lord.”
The Elders and Disciples of the Yaochi Holy Land were even more polite, not expecting that this powerful figure would also come to attend the grand meeting of Yaochi.
This instead was an honor for the Yaochi Holy Land.
“How can I not come when the Mother of Yaochi celebrates her eighty millionth birthday?”
“The Primordial Saint Lord is too courteous. Please, this way.”
The Supreme Elders of the Yaochi Holy Land cautiously received this extraordinary powerhouse.
The Primordial Holy Land was not an ordinary Holy Land, with its strength ranking even above that of Yaochi, and it was also one of the few mighty Holy Lands capable of contending with the Kunlun Mountains.
As the Sect Leader of the Primordial Holy Land, the cultivation of the Primordial Saint Lord was unfathomable.
After all, someone with the capability to be ranked first on the Qilin Ranking for an era, was enough to show the monstrous talent of the Primordial Saint Lord.
And a monstrous genius, having cultivated for such a long period, was all the more terrifying.
Over such a lengthy period, who knew to what level the Primordial Saint Lord’s realm had reached?
Perhaps only the Primordial Saint Lord himself knew.
If we consider the power rankings of the Holy Lands, the position of the Primordial Saint Lord is even above that of the Mother of Yaochi. Now that the Mother of Yaochi is celebrating her great birthday, and the Primordial Saint Lord has honored the occasion with his presence, he must have prepared a congratulatory gift, which is truly a glory for the Yaochi Holy Land.
“In addition to the Primordial Saint Lord, the Sword Saint Wuji and his disciple, the Banished Sword Immortal, have also come.”
“The Primordial Holy Land is really giving us a lot of face this time.”
“I always feel that when something abnormal occurs, there must be a demon at play; things may not be as simple as they seem. To my knowledge, the relationship between our Mother and the Primordial Saint Lord is neither antagonistic nor particularly close.”
“Why complicate matters? Perhaps the Primordial Saint Lord, in a reflective moment, heard of our Mother’s eighty millionth birthday and came especially to celebrate, aiming to bring our two great Holy Lands closer together.”
“No matter what, the guests have come from afar, and we should not gossip.”
A group of the Yaochi Elders and Disciples secretly communicated, finding it bewildering.
This time, for the grand meeting of Yaochi, the Yaochi Holy Land indeed sent out hundreds of invitations, and all the major Holy Lands were more or less likely to give some face to the Mother of Yaochi or come for the sake of the Immortal Peaches of the Yaochi Holy Land.
But for the major Holy Lands to send a Supreme Elder with status and position to lead the delegation to celebrate, that would have been proper etiquette.
Only figures like Lin Xuantong, who had marital ties with the Yaochi Holy Land, needed to come in person.
However, with the Immortal of Changliu and the Primordial Saint Lord, such figures in charge of Holy Lands, personally leading delegations to celebrate, the status of the Yaochi grand meeting was elevated by more than just one level!
“Do not provoke the people from the Primordial Holy Land. Since Ancient Times, they have been in charge of guarding the Demon-Suppressing Pass, keeping watch over the entrance and exit between the Immortal and Demon Realms. From this, one can imagine how profound the heritage of the Primordial Holy Land must be, otherwise, how could they bear this responsibility? Therefore, the Primordial Holy Land is also revered as one of the top five ranking Holy Lands.”
The Han Family Ancestor warned the Han Family disciples not to provoke the people from the Primordial Holy Land.
It would be better to offend Yaochi or Changliu rather than the Primordial.
The Primordial Holy Land guards the Demon-Suppressing Pass, serving as the watchmen of the Immortal Realm.
The strength of the Primordial Holy Land is unimaginable.
The Han Family disciples fall silent like cicadas in winter before these true powerhouses, shivering with fear, who would dare to provoke them?
“Incredibly powerful. I, as a Daluo Golden Immortal, am simply an ant in the presence of these superpowerful beings who control the Holy Lands. If they want to kill me, a mere flick of their finger would more than suffice,” he said.
Han Jie thought that having broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, he would be able to dominate one side.
After all, the Qingyue Fairy of Jinglong Mountain, back then, was only at the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.
With Han Jie’s strength, he indeed had enough power to rule over a region with absolute authority.
But this was the Yaochi Assembly, where strong figures from all over the Immortal Realm would attend. Those in charge of the various Holy Lands were really not something a single disciple from the Han Family could compare with.
Moreover, among the outstanding disciples from prestigious families, Han Jie’s talent was only middling at best, and he was nearly broken in spirit by Lu Changsheng, far away from being a true peerless genius.
“The people from the Tai Hua Holy Land have arrived!”
“Welcome, Tai Hua Saint Lord!”
From afar, another group of cultivators arrived, flying on their swords, with mythical beasts clearing the path, and Celestial Maidens Scattering Flowers amidst an aura of Purple Aura Coming from the East—a spectacle none the less impressive!
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Seeing the arrival of those from the Tai Hua Holy Land, many Elders and Disciples at the gates of the Yaochi Holy Land promptly paid respects to Lin Xuantong.
The strength of the Tai Hua Holy Land might not match that of the Primordial Holy Land, but—Lin Xuantong married a direct disciple of the Yaochi Holy Mother!
With this connection, the people of the Yaochi Holy Land treated Lin Xuantong with even more courtesy than they treated the Saint Lord of the Primordial Holy Land.
Their respect for the Saint Lord of the Primordial Holy Land was due to the strength of both him and the Primordial Holy Land, whereas their courtesy to Lin Xuantong was because of the marital alliance.
This time, Lin Xuantong of the Tai Hua Holy Land brought with him an impressive entourage of over ten thousand disciples and followers, giving ample face to the Yaochi Holy Mother.
Liu Yue’er also left seclusion and returned to the Yaochi Holy Land to celebrate her master’s longevity.
“It’s you?!!”
The company from the Ancient Han Family, both the Ancestor and Han Jie, recognized Lu Changsheng when they saw him appearing among the entourage of the Tai Hua Holy Land, and especially by Lin Xuantong’s side, they couldn’t help but be shocked.
For them, it was unexpected that Lu Changsheng had been mixing in such esteemed circles recently, to the point of becoming a highly favored figure before the Tai Hua Holy Lord!
An Elder from the Yaochi stepped forward and said, “Tai Hua Saint Lord, Holy Lord’s Wife, Holy Son, Holy Maiden, your accommodations have been properly arranged; please follow me.”
“Mm.”
Lin Xuantong, being a senior expert, simply nodded and, leading his people, followed the Yaochi Elder, entering the gates of the Yaochi Holy Land.
“He, the Tai Hua Saint Lord?”
The Ancestor of the Han Family and Han Jie were so surprised that their jaws almost hit the floor.
So many years had passed, and Lu Changsheng had become the Tai Hua Holy Son?!
This was unbelievable!
“Don’t you know? This person is now the Tai Hua Holy Son, and on the Qilin Ranking, he is ranked tenth!”
“His future is immeasurable.”
“If your Han Family could forge ties with the Tai Hua Holy Son, it would be a blessing for three lifetimes.”
A cultivator standing nearby looked at the people from the Han Family as though they were a bunch of country bumpkins.
Lu Changsheng, currently a hot figure among the various Holy Lands, and the Han Family’s party was unaware.
As Lu Changsheng passed by the gate, he naturally noticed Han Family’s Ancestor and Han Jie among the crowd.
The Han Family’s Ancestor, who could once threaten Lu Changsheng’s life on the Holy Mountain, was someone whom Lu Changsheng no longer feared.
As for Han Jie, still a Daluo Golden Immortal, Lu Changsheng, with his current level of cultivation, could manipulate him at will.
When passing by, Lu Changsheng gave the two a slight smile, but at that moment, the two felt a chill down their spines.
They had once offended Lu Changsheng, and now that he had grown in prominence, they were in for trouble.
They did not believe that Lu Changsheng was one to easily forgive and forget with just a smile.