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Chapter 146: Ten Thousand Immortals Come to Pay Homage, Ling Xiao

Old Bai changed the subject and said, "Although this flying sword is only the magic weapon that Qingming Immortal King carried with him when he first became an immortal, it is not that precious, but it contains a trace of Qingming sword spirit, which is an extremely rare treasure for ordinary human immortals.

The champion of this Wanbao Conference has basically been determined, and the reward this person will receive is expected to be quite large."

Before Mr. Bai could finish his words, hundreds of yellow light balls fell from the sky.

There is a hazy yellow jade piece hidden in each ball of light, and the fairy spirit contained in it far exceeds that of the previous white ball of light.

There was a burst of low cheers in the field. This kind of reward was something they had never seen before.

But even a blind man could see that this piece of yellow jade was obviously much more precious than the white fairy stone before, and it might even be a fairy stone of a higher grade.

"Sure enough, what fell this time was genuine fairy jade, although it was only low-grade fairy jade..."

Bai Lao said with emotion.

Han Fei looked at the falling fairy jades, with jealousy in his eyes.

Yu Xuanji blinked, her expression showing both surprise and delight.

A full one hundred pieces of yellow fairy jade fell into her hands. Feeling the fairy spirit in them which was far richer than the ancient fairy jade, Yu Xuanji was delighted.

If Senior Xie saw these fairy jades, he would probably be very happy.

After bestowing the reward, the immortal shadow in the sky immediately stretched out his hand and summoned the green flying sword.

This was an unprecedented move. It was obvious that even the immortals valued this magic weapon very much.

The eyes of the many cultivators on the field suddenly became more and more envious when they looked at Yu Xuanji and others.

Two of the six treasures he took out were favored by the immortal, and one of them was so valued by the immortal that he bestowed upon him an unprecedented lower-grade immortal jade. What a great fortune this was.

The invisible eyes swept across the last magic weapon in front of the Fish Spirit Book and were about to take it back.

Just when everyone thought that the Wanbao Conference was about to come to an end, a clear and light "eh" sound suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone was stunned, and then they clearly felt that the invisible gaze that had just been retracted fell back again.

It fell in front of the Fish Spirit Book, a picture that seemed ordinary and nothing special.

The scroll soared into the air.

"what?!"

The monks exclaimed again.

"More?! This is the third one, right?!"

"There are a total of six treasures, but the Immortal has chosen three of them. Could it be that these people dug up the grave of some ancient great man?!"

All eyes in the field once again fell on the people from Wanbao Pavilion. This time it was not just simple envy, but naked jealousy.

What incredible luck one must have to obtain so many precious treasures in one go.

The scroll slowly flew into the sky and hovered in the center of the square.

Everyone could feel a powerful divine thought hovering over the scroll, mixed with emotions such as surprise and confusion.

What kind of treasure could make the immortal surprised and puzzled?
The monks' curiosity was aroused and they all stared at the scroll intently.

The huge divine consciousness seemed to have finally made up its mind, controlling the invisible force to slowly open the scroll.

As the plain painting slowly unfolded, the faces of everyone in the field gradually changed.

Daoyun!

Endless rhyme of Tao.

It was as if the Milky Way was leaking out from the painting and filling the entire sky in an instant.

Before everyone could be surprised, the scroll had already been fully unfolded.

In an instant, the stars were moving, the sun and the moon were changing, and everyone felt a trance before their eyes. When they came to their senses, they were already in another place.

clouds
Countless swirling clouds.

They seemed to be in a white void, surrounded by a vast sea of ​​clouds.

Suddenly, rays of divine light burst out before my eyes, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and dyeing the sky colorful.

Then, a rain of colorful petals appeared before my eyes, falling down one after another, so beautiful.

There are bursts of fairy music in my ears.

The sound is so beautiful, it sounds like the sound of a piano at first, so pleasant and moving.

If you savor it carefully, it is like the whisper of the avenue and the chanting of Sanskrit, as if someone is whispering infinite mysteries and wonderful principles in their ears, making people intoxicated and almost unable to help but indulge in it.

"Could it be that this is the fairyland?"

A monk stared blankly at everything in front of him, his eyes blurred and muttering.

As if to prove his words, the peaceful and harmonious atmosphere was suddenly broken.

The clouds and mist rolled in and quickly broke apart.

Countless pavilions, towers, and Langya Fairy Palaces appeared, and countless cranes and colorful deer ran out.

The roar of dragons, the cry of phoenixes, and the cries of various rare and exotic animals are heard everywhere.

The monks opened their eyes wide and were shocked to see that all the mythical beasts that had appeared on the stone pillars before appeared here: the Azure Dragon, the Fire Phoenix, the Golden Toad, the Pixiu... all the strange beasts were running and rejoicing in the sea of ​​clouds, looking so happy.

Then countless figures with long fluttering sleeves and extraordinary temperament came walking on clouds from all directions. The aura emanating from each of them was countless times stronger than that of the immortals they talked about. Just by passing by them, one could not help but tremble in his heart and his Taoism almost collapsed.

Ten thousand immortals are coming!

"open--"

Suddenly, an extremely majestic shout sounded in the void.

Then countless tall and strong men appeared, beating drums with a sound like thunder.

The clouds in front of him dispersed in large pieces, and two jade pillars reaching from the sky to the earth emerged from the clouds.

Everyone looked up along the jade pillar in a daze, only to see that the jade pillar turned out to be an extremely huge portal.

Inscribed on the gate are two large, ancient and crude characters: "Nantian".

Behind the gate there seemed to be an extremely magnificent palace slowly emerging.

Some people opened their eyes wide, trying to see what the palace looked like.

But one could only vaguely see two words on the plaque hanging high at the entrance of the palace.

Those two words are called.
Ling Xiao. .——
Everyone stared blankly at the scene before them, their hearts trembled, their inner shock and horror were so great that words could not describe it.

It encompasses all the visions on the stone pillar, which contains infinite Dao rhyme and truth, as well as the boundless and magnificent vision in front of us.
This is no longer a rare treasure, but a supreme treasure!

A monk looked up inadvertently, his eyes suddenly widened, and he cried out in surprise.

"Look!"

The monks gradually freed themselves from the boundless scene in front of them, looked up, and were stunned.

I saw the majestic shadow in the sky, the projection of the immortal, shaking violently at this moment, seeming extremely excited.

Then, swish——

Another shadow appeared next to that shadow.

It also exudes an awe-inspiring and terrifying aura.

Another Immortal?!

Before many monks could react, they saw another phantom appear next to the second phantom!
Then comes the fourth lane!

The fifth...
The sixth...
In just a few breaths, the vast sky was almost filled with densely packed shadowy shadows.

A rough count revealed that there were no less than dozens of people.

Dozens of immortals? !

Not only that, these phantoms were also shaking constantly.

From the looks of it, it seemed like they were... whispering to each other and pointing fingers.

The target seems to be the painting in the center of the square.

Onlookers!

The monks suddenly came to their senses.

Isn't this just a group of people watching the fun? !

However, these onlookers now are all immortals from the upper realm!

Shocking! Shock!
The monks didn't know what to say.

Now they just want to know what this ordinary scroll is, where it came from, and what level of treasure it is.
It actually attracted the attention of all the immortals from the upper realm!
At this moment, a phantom in the sky suddenly stepped forward and waved its sleeves.

In an instant, countless balls of light fell from the sky.

Almost all of them are low-grade fairy jade, mixed with many magic weapons, elixirs, fairy herbs and the like.

Fairy jade like rain!

Silly
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

Watching countless balls of light falling like raindrops, everyone had confused looks in their eyes, and the scene before their eyes seemed like a dream.

No, I probably wouldn't even dare to dream of such a scene.

How precious is this painting?
Han Fei was also completely dumbfounded, his eyes dull.

In his mind, an old and shocked voice murmured, "Nantian... Lingxiao seems to have heard of it somewhere."

It seemed to be trying to echo.

Suddenly, an extremely excited voice suddenly exploded in Han Fei's mind, making his head buzz.

“Ancient Fairyland!
Nantianmen, Lingxiao Palace. This is the legendary ancient fairyland!
I ruled the nine heavens, suppressed all realms, and had all the immortals come to pay homage. I never thought... I never thought that I, Tai Shi Bai, would have a day in my lifetime to witness the boundless aura of the ancient immortal court with my own eyes."

Bai Lao's voice startled Han Fei awake. Han Fei was shocked and curious, and asked hurriedly: "Bai Lao, what is the Ancient Fairyland? Tell me quickly."

Bai Lao's voice was full of complexity, and he slowly said, "It is said that in ancient times, there was a Supreme Immortal Court in the Immortal Realm, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, just like what is depicted in this painting. All the heavens submit, and all the immortals come to pay homage. That is the true supreme and glorious.

However, later on, the ancient fairyland collapsed in a catastrophe and disappeared between heaven and earth.

In today's fairyland, you can still find some relics of ancient fairyland from time to time."

Han Fei was dazzled and shocked by what he heard.

Suddenly, Bai Lao's voice became excited, and he said anxiously: "Han kid, remember the man who presented the treasure! Remember him!

This person was able to produce something related to the ancient fairyland. There must be an unparalleled great opportunity and great fortune behind him.

If I could seize this opportunity."

Bai Lao's voice couldn't stop trembling: "..Whether it's you or me, we will soar into the sky!"

"Hiss."

Han Fei took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became extremely hot, revealing a strong greed.

"Ancient Immortal Court... What a great opportunity! These must belong to me, Han Fei!"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the people from Wanbao Pavilion.

The rain of light balls in the sky lasted for more than ten breaths, and finally piled up into a small mountain in front of the people from Wanbao Pavilion. In addition to the low-grade fairy jade, there were also many medicinal materials, fairy herbs and other things.

Yu Xuanji and Yu Lingce were both dumbfounded.

They knew that Mr. Xie's paintings would surely be a hit once they were displayed.

But I never expected that it would cause such a huge and shocking effect.

Immortals gathered around and bestowed rewards like rain.
How amazing is this painting by Senior Xie?

In other words, how terrifying is Senior Xie’s identity in the upper realm!
Just a casual painting can make even the immortals bow down.

The shadows of the immortals in the sky disappeared one by one, and the monks gradually came to their senses.

·······
This year's Wanbao Conference is destined to be unforgettable for them.

At this moment, their eyes when they looked at the people from Wanbao Pavilion were filled with complex and indescribable expressions. It was not just jealousy, but more of shock and curiosity.

What is the origin of that painting?
This question is on everyone's mind.

At this moment, all the treasures in the center of the square rose into the air and flew towards the sky like meteors.

Everyone was cheered up, knowing that it was the Immortal who was collecting treasures, and the Ten Thousand Treasures Conference was about to come to an end.

As each treasure sank into the shadow in the sky, the monks' expressions gradually became confused and surprised.

The mysterious scroll presented by the Wanbao Pavilion group, and the first rare treasure.
They all remained intact in the void and were not taken away.

When everyone was wondering, suddenly a green light fell from the sky.

A green flying sword flew down.

It was the flying sword that had caused the strange vision of the blue dragon that the immortal had impatiently taken away.

It was sent back again!

what happened?

Haven't the rewards been distributed? Why don't you want them?
Everyone was stunned and confused.

At this time, the shadow of the immortal in the sky bowed slightly towards the group of people from Wanbao Pavilion.
The pupils of all the monks in the field suddenly contracted, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

Salute! Is the Immortal Shadow saluting these people who are offering treasures? !

crazy? !
Everyone wondered if they were dazzled or dreaming.

The honorable immortal actually bowed to a few monks from the lower world? !
Was there any mistake? !

Recalling the act of returning the treasure just now, many people seemed to have understood something and suddenly opened their eyes wide.

Since I have been given a reward, I do not want anything.
It was obvious that those fairy jade treasures that fell from the sky before were not rewards, but offerings!
court!

Including the immortal taking the initiative to salute, a series of initiatives are all to show goodwill to someone!
It was definitely not the monks who presented the treasures, but the owner of the scroll, someone behind them.

"His-"

The monks who understood this all gasped, their faces filled with shock and horror.

What kind of great person must be to have an existence that even immortals from the upper realms need to actively send gifts and show goodwill?
The Ten Thousand Treasures Conference came to an end, and the brilliant light from the Pearl City gradually weakened and dissipated. The monks who came to attend the conference flew away in their flying boats.

The next time such a grand event occurs will be another thousand years later.

However, the monks who participated in the Wanbao Conference this time all had complicated expressions when they left, with deep shock still on their faces that had not yet subsided.

Mysterious scroll, strange scene in the fairy palace, and the immortals paying homage
The scenes seemed like a dream, and thinking back on them now, I still feel as if I have just woken up from a long dream.

What they saw and heard at this Wanbao Conference will be deeply engraved in their minds for a lifetime and will never be forgotten.

Above the wasteland, the flying boat of Wanbao Pavilion was speeding.

Yu Lingce and Yu Xuanji stood at the stern, looking at the faint fluctuations of light behind them, with deep worry on their faces that was difficult to conceal.

"Uncle, these guys have been following us since we left Lost Pearl City. It's obvious that they have bad intentions."

Yu Xuanji spoke.

Yu Lingce's face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a deep voice: "I thought we were careful enough, and stayed for two days before quietly leaving the city, but I never thought that we were still targeted.
These guys are following us like jackals that have smelled blood."

"Ugh"

Yu Ling Ce sighed heavily and said worriedly, "Our Wanbao Pavilion has gained the limelight this time thanks to Senior Xie, but as the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. Whether we can survive this disaster depends entirely on Senior Xie's blessing."

Yu Xuanji's face was not looking good either. She looked thoughtful and suddenly said, "Second Uncle, since Senior Xie arranged for us to take this painting to Zhongzhou to participate in the Wanbao Conference, he must have expected this series of reactions.
Do you think Senior Xie has a backup plan? "

Yu Lingce's expression moved, and a little light appeared in his eyes, but it soon dimmed.

"Thank you for predicting all this, that's for sure, but I'm not sure if you have a backup plan."

Yu Ling Ce said helplessly: "After all, our Wanbao Pavilion is just a small chess piece in the eyes of Senior Xie."

Yu Xuanji comforted him, "Don't worry too much, Uncle. I believe that Senior Xie will not let this painting be lost in vain. He must have made arrangements for the next step."

Yu Lingce nodded and said, "I hope so. Now we need to rush to Qianshan City and use the teleportation array there to return to the southern border. If everything goes well, everything will be fine..."

Yu Lingce looked up at the escaping light that was following closely behind the flying boat, and said in a deep voice: "If you are unfortunate enough to be caught up by them, you can take the scroll and leave alone. Even if I risk my life, I will definitely protect the safety of you and Senior Xie's scroll."

"Second uncle."

Yu Xuanji's expression was moved, and her eyes became a little red.

Yu Lingce just shook his head and said nothing more.

While Han Fei was flying at full speed, he was quietly using his spiritual sense to explore his surroundings.

In my mind, Bai Lao's voice sounded: "Han boy, it seems that there are many people who share the same idea as us."

Han Fei showed a trace of cruelty on his face, and said coldly: "The opportunity of the Ancient Immortal Court must be mine. Old Bai, this matter is of great importance, you will not refuse to help me, right?"

Bai Lao was silent for a while, then said, "There are thirteen Mahayana, five Divine Transformation, and one Void Realm cultivator following this flying boat. It will be very difficult to stand out from them."

Han Fei's eyes were shaken, his face was filled with horror, his expression changed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Old Bai, you won't watch this supreme opportunity slip away in vain before our eyes...
That is the ancient fairyland that even the immortals in the upper realms look up to! "

Bai Lao said calmly: "Don't worry, I have my own plan. In fact, we just need to follow the clues to find the great opportunity of the Ancient Immortal Court..."
Unlike those who want to kill people and steal treasures, there is more room for mediation.

Perhaps, doing the opposite is also a good choice, taking the initiative to help this group of people when they are attacked, and establishing a relationship with them.
If necessary, I can burn my soul to help you."

Han Fei's eyes lit up and he said happily, "Old Bai, this is a great idea. Let's do it!"

"Then you should follow closely and wait for the opportunity to strike."

"understand!"

"Let the flying boat go faster. It's less than a hundred miles to Qianshan City. As long as we can enter the city and take the teleportation array, everything will be easy!"

Yu Ling Ce gave the order with a serious face.

"Yes!"

The monks from the Wanbao Pavilion on the flying boat all agreed and ran down in a hurry, each of them sweating profusely, obviously knowing that this was a critical moment of life and death.

"Second uncle!"

Yu Xuanji ran up quickly and said anxiously, "Those people seem to know that we are almost at Qianshan City and have already caught up with us!"

Yu Lingce was startled and looked back quickly.

The lights that had been hidden before were now revealed without any hesitation and were approaching them rapidly.

Although most of the escaping lights were not as fast as the flying boat, there were still five or six of them gradually approaching.

"Use the flying boat magic weapon to stop them!"

Yu Lingce gave the order with a grim expression, and the Wanbao Pavilion's top-grade Xuanqi-level flying boat immediately emitted a violent fluctuation of spiritual power, releasing several white beams of light to bombard the escaping light behind it.

Yu Lingce also used his magic weapon and launched a crazy attack towards the rear.

Although he had only reached the Mahayana realm, the aura emitted by each ray of light behind him was above that of the Mahayana realm.

However, as one was chasing and the other was fleeing, due to the attacks and harassment from the Xuanqi flying boat, the speed of these escaping lights gradually slowed down.

Seeing that the flying boat was leaving the escaping lights farther and farther behind, their destination, Qianshan City, was also in sight. Yu Lingce finally showed a relieved smile on his face.

But the smile quickly froze.

"Om-"

An extremely terrifying force suddenly fell from the void, pinning the flying boat of Wanbao Pavilion in mid-air.

The flying boat was emitting bright white light, and its power had been pushed to its limit, but it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move at all.

Yu Lingce's eyes froze, and an extremely solemn expression quickly appeared on his face. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Dongxu... Monk."

Sure enough, the next moment, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes with an indifferent expression stepped out from the void, looking down at the Wanbao Pavilion group coldly.

"Hand over that painting, and I will spare your life!"

The atmosphere on Wanbao Pavilion's flying boat was solemn. Everyone's face was pale and their eyes were filled with fear.

Yu Lingce suppressed the fear in his heart, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, that painting does not belong to us, but to another adult...
If it is lost, I am afraid that it will displease that master and bring trouble upon himself."

The Fish Spirit Book had no choice but to bring up Xie Lian. Although the words were respectful, they contained a hint of warning and threat.

Yu Lingce believed that given the magical power of Senior Xie’s painting, even a powerful being like Dongxu would have to carefully consider whether he could afford to offend the owner of the painting.

Sure enough, after hearing the words in the Fish Spirit Book, the face of this Dongxu monk turned a little uglier, and his eyes flickered, as if he was weighing things.

Just when Yu Lingce thought he could survive the disaster, he heard the Dongxu monk slowly say, "In this case, I will completely let go of my killing spree today. None of you can escape!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the flying boat changed color.
The middle-aged Dongxu cultivator had a cold look in his eyes and stretched out his hand towards the flying boat.

Everyone on the flying boat suddenly felt as if their hearts were being tightly grasped by a pair of invisible giant hands. They could hardly breathe. Those with low cultivation levels even turned purple in the face and quickly collapsed.

There was a hint of despair in Yu Lingce's eyes, and he felt filled with regret.

But what he regretted was not dying, but that he did not give the scroll to Yu Xuanji before he died so that she could take it away secretly first.

Just when everyone thought they were doomed, the pressure in their hearts suddenly eased, and their stiff bodies regained their composure.

In the void, there seemed to be another invisible force that was resisting all the pressure for them and making it disappear into nothingness.

Yu Lingce and his companions escaped death and breathed a sigh of relief. When they looked carefully, they saw an old man in a gorgeous robe with long flowing beard and a kind face appeared in front of their flying boat.

"Master Bai Miao!"

The Fish Spirit Book came out of his mouth.

This old man in gorgeous robes is none other than the Lord of Yizhu City and the Master Bai Miao who presides over the Wanbao Conference.

True Man Bai Miao nodded slightly to Yu Lingce and others, then turned around and saluted the middle-aged Dongxu monk in the sky.

"Bai Miao has met fellow Daoist Xuan Xu."

The middle-aged Dongxu monk frowned and said coldly: "Bai Miao, do you want to interfere?"

Bai Miao Zhenren said in a friendly manner: "These people have a great relationship with our distinguished guest. Can Zhenren Xuanxu give me some face and spare them?"

The middle-aged Dongxu monk was silent for a while, then said, "The origin of that painting is extraordinary and involves a lot of things. I know it very well. But Baimiao, do you know that I have been stuck in the middle stage of Dongxu for five thousand years? If I don't take a step forward, I will just turn into a handful of yellow earth.

My Xuanming Sect has been in decline for nearly a thousand years, and its talented people have dwindled. If I perish, the Xuanming Sect will surely cease to exist within a hundred years.

Bai Miao, do you know what I mean?"

Bai Miao Zhenren nodded and said, "For cultivators like us, seeking immortality is like sailing against the current. If we are not careful, we will be doomed. I understand the difficulties of Daoist Xuanxu.
How about this, I would like to give you a 100-year-old life pill, and you can just stop here, how about that? "

The middle-aged Dongxu cultivator's expression was slightly moved, and he said: "As expected of the Lord of Yizhu City, the Baimiao Zhenren who is known for having many treasures, he can easily take out such a precious thing as the Hundred Years of Longevity Pill.

pity"

The middle-aged Dongxu cultivator sighed and said, "The life-saving pill was no longer useful to me a thousand years ago."

After hearing this, Master Bai Miao remained silent for a moment, as if he wanted to try again, and asked, "Then what exactly does Daoist Fellow Xuanxu want?"

The middle-aged Dongxu monk glanced at Yu Lingce and the others and said, "It's very simple. Hand over the scroll and let me comprehend it for a hundred years. When my Xuanming Sect is out of this predicament, I, Xuanxu, will come to the scroll owner in person to apologize.

To be honest, I don't believe that this scroll was created by an ordinary monk. These people must have gotten this treasure by chance."

Bai Miao Zhenren said helplessly: "It seems that I have to fight with Taoist Xuanxu today."

As soon as Master Bai Miao said this, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, and the expressions of Yu Lingce and others also tightened.

The middle-aged Dongxu cultivator looked at Baimiao Zhenren with a strange look and said, "Although you are only in the early stage of Dongxu, you are known for having many treasures. If we really fight, I may not be your opponent."

Bai Miao Zhenren smiled slightly and said modestly: "Since Fellow Daoist Xuanxu knows this, why are you still stubborn and stubborn?"

The middle-aged Dongxu monk suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "So I called a few friends to come together."

After he finished speaking, four or five figures stepped out from the void. Each of them exuded an extremely powerful aura, and they looked like Dongxu monks.

Bai Miao Zhenren could not help but shout in surprise: "Daoyou Fashan, Daoyou Wuyou, Tianhe Lay Buddhist. You, you too..."

These Dongxu monks bowed slightly to Master Baimiao and apologized, "Sorry for offending Master Baimiao. We have already discussed with Taoist friend Xuanxu. When he borrows the painting, we will take turns to comprehend it..."

When Master Bai Miao heard this, he seemed to lose all his strength at once and sighed heavily.

The middle-aged Dongxu monk and his group showed slightly smug smiles on their faces.

The faces of Yu Lingce and others turned pale again, and despair crept into their eyes again.

A total of six great masters in the Cave Void Realm!
Now even with the protection of Baimiao Zhenren, they would surely die.

Just when everyone thought the situation was settled, Bai Miao Zhenren slowly raised his head, and with an extremely sad and regretful look he scanned every cultivator in the field, and said, "Today we lost six fellow Taoists. This is a great loss for Bai Miao and the Zhongzhou cultivation world... Alas..."

The middle-aged Dongxu cultivator and others were stunned and had not yet reacted.

I saw that Master Bai Miao had thrown out a jade token lightly, and the jade token was suspended in the air, emitting an incomparable white light.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the void, and an extremely terrifying aura leaked out from the crack.

Faintly, a figure with fluttering sleeves can be seen.

The middle-aged Dongxu monk and the others suddenly opened their eyes wide, their faces changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "The Immortal has arrived?!"

Almost in an instant, several people fled together.

But their bodies suddenly froze and were firmly fixed by an inexplicable force, just like how the middle-aged Dongxu monk had used his magical powers to fix the flying boat of the Wanbao Pavilion.

The six Dongxu monks were terrified.

I saw the figure in the crack of the void pointing out from a distance.

The bodies of the six people exploded and turned into countless spiritual energy that spread between heaven and earth. Only six beautifully shaped storage bracelets were left, which were accepted by the smiling Master Bai Miao.

Yu Lingce and others on the Wanbao Pavilion flying boat were stunned by the scene before them, their faces filled with shock.

The immortal figure in the void, after casually crushing six Dongxu monks to death, turned around and bowed deeply to Yu Lingce and others.

A faint voice reached the ears of Yu Lingce and others.

"I hope you guys can say hello to that lord on behalf of Lingbao Sect."

For a moment, Yu Lingce and others felt thundering in their minds, their eyes were dull, and they were so shocked that they almost lost the ability to think.

Finally, the light gradually returned to Yu Lingce's eyes, and an expression of great excitement and ecstasy appeared on his face.

"I know! I know!"

"The immortal is protecting me. This is the backup plan that Senior Xie left behind!"

Far away, Han Fei looked at the six Cave Void Realm cultivators being reduced to ashes by the immortal's finger, his face full of shock.

"Is this the power of an immortal? A powerful being in the Void Realm can't even resist."

Han Fei murmured with a dazed look in his eyes.

What was seen at the Wanbao Conference was just a projection after all, but now, it is the real body of the immortal!

The impact on him was second only to the feeling he had when he witnessed the painting of the ancient fairyland with his own eyes.

(End of this chapter)