Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

They held tightly to their tails.

If it weren't for the protective light shield of the jade boat imprisoning his body...

Sima Cuo almost couldn't resist rushing out to cover their retreat.

"General Sima," came the voice at that moment.

A calm, almost indifferent voice rang out, "No need to rush."

The one speaking was Ying Zheng.

He remained seated cross-legged inside the carriage.

Looking out the car window at the increasingly clear, celestial mountain ahead.

A barely perceptible longing flashed in his eyes.

"Ahead lies the Qingyun Mountains."

Ying Zheng's voice was soft, yet it carried a peculiar certainty.

"Once we get there, we'll be safe."

Sima Cuo was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

Mi Yue, Ying Dang, and the others gave Ying Zheng an appreciative look.

To remain calm and make accurate judgments about the situation even in such a desperate situation.

This child's temperament is truly terrifying.

"Zheng'er." Mi Yue turned around and looked at the boy inside the carriage.

His gaze softened considerably, and his voice became gentler.

"Great-grandmother." Ying Zheng bowed slightly, his movements meticulous.

"Next, we'll arrive at Qingyun Sect." Mi Yue gazed at the increasingly approaching immortal mountain.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"This is the only way we can take you."

She paused, then her tone became calm again: "You know the current situation."

You know the life story of that Dao Xuan Zhenren.

"Once you join the Qingyun Sect, everything... depends on you."

Ying Zheng remained silent for a moment, then calmly replied, "Yes."

There is only one word.

Yet it weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

Inside the cabin, everyone fell silent.

Shang Yang continued to gaze ahead, his bamboo staff twirling gently in his hand.

Lü Buwei's eyes flickered, as if he was calculating something.

Bai Qi closed his eyes to rest, his murderous aura concealed as deep as an abyss.

Ying Dang clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging, then slowly relaxed them.

They all knew that what followed... depended on the attitude of the number one person in the world.

Behind, on the gray-blue warship.

Looking at the crystal-clear jade boat getting closer and closer.

Looking at the now clearly visible Qingyun Mountain Range, Li Yuanba and the others had expressions on their faces.

But he showed no sign of joy.

"What a brilliant Shang Yang," Zhang Juzheng thought, gazing at the distant, ethereal mountain range.

He said in a deep voice, "All of this... is probably within his calculations."

From the departure of the Qin delegation to Bai Qi's secret escort.

From the eleven kingdoms' Golden Immortals intercepting them, to Shang Yang and others appearing to rescue them.

Finally, he escaped to this place by crossing the void...

The steps were interconnected, and the strategy was meticulous and deliberate.

The ultimate destination is always Qingyun Sect.

"Regardless," Lord Pingyuan, Zhao Sheng, also looked towards the towering Tongtian Peak that reached into the clouds.

A look of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

"We are ultimately going to 'pay our respects' to this number one in the world."

This time...it's perfect.

"Excellent!" Kublai Khan exclaimed with boundless pride, his eyes gleaming with even greater ferocity.

"There are fifteen of us, are we afraid of him?!"

Even so, everyone's mind involuntarily tensed up.

That Dao Xuan Zhenren...

However, he once reached the top of the Celestial Immortal Stele and has now broken through to the Golden Immortal realm.

He is revered by all the heavens as the "Number One Person Under Heaven"!

Even if the fifteen of them joined forces, they had no confidence whatsoever.

"We've caught up!" Liu Bowen suddenly shouted.

The gray-blue warship finally caught up with the crystal-clear jade ship.

Two ships, one in front of the other, hovered in the void at the edge of the Qingyun Mountains.

Ahead, there are seven majestic mountain peaks shrouded in mist and clouds.

Behind them stood fifteen powerful Golden Immortals, exuding murderous intent and resembling both gods and demons.

Shang Yang and his men had no intention of continuing their escape.

The shimmering jade boat's light faded, shrinking to the size of a palm before flying back into Shang Yang's sleeve.

The eight Golden Immortals of the Great Qin Dynasty, along with Sima Cuo and his entourage of guards.

At the same time, Ying Zheng, who was inside the carriage, appeared and stood in the void.

Liu Bowen also put away his gray warships.

Fifteen figures, like fifteen stars, surrounded the Qin people.

"boom!"

More than twenty terrifying auras at the Golden Immortal level erupted without reservation!

In that instant, the world lost its color!

At the edge of the Qingyun Mountains, the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles began to tremble violently.

The sea of ​​clouds churned like boiling water, the gale howled like a knife, and black cracks appeared in space.

It seemed unable to withstand the pressure from so many powerful figures.

Below, the mountains and land were covered in fallen vegetation, birds and beasts fled in terror, and rivers flowed backwards—a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.

If this place weren't already within the Qingyun Mountain range...

With the protective array secretly mitigating some of the oppressive force, this vast land would likely have already crumbled.

"What a fine Lord Shang," Liu Bowen said, gently waving his feather fan with a warm smile on his face.

But a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"You've planned everything, even us... you've used us as pawns to lure us here."

I admire you, I admire you.

"You flatter me."

Shang Yang stood in the void, his green robe fluttering, a bamboo staff in his hand, his expression calm and serene.

It felt as if he wasn't the one surrounded by fifteen golden immortals.

"It's just going with the flow."

"So verbose!"

Li Yuanba could no longer contain himself. He clashed his two hammers together, producing a deafening metallic clang!

"Bai Qi! Let's fight!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and his aura was like a volcanic eruption!

Within that frail body, it seemed as if a destructive dragon was slumbering, now slowly awakening.

Dark gold patterns flowed across the twin hammers, radiating a terrifying power that distorted even space itself.

He had been patiently enduring for far too long, thanks to Yuan Tiangang's reassurance.

At this moment, the fighting spirit erupted completely!

Apart from a hint of worry flashing in Yuan Tiangang's eyes, the other fourteen people...

Their eyes revealed a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

They wanted to see too.

This is Bai Qi, the "God of Slaughter," ranked 379th on the Celestial Immortal Stele and whose fearsome reputation shook the heavens.

This is the same person as Li Yuanba, the "fierce god" who ranked ninety-seventh on the Celestial Immortal Stele and was hailed as one of the strongest Golden Immortals in the Warring States period.

Which one is stronger and which one is weaker?

Li Yuanba stopped talking and raised his double hammers high!

In that instant, the phantom of a golden-winged roc appeared behind him!

The roc spread its wings, blotting out the sky and the sun, each feather as if cast in gold.

It exudes a sharp aura that seems to tear the heavens apart!

"war!!!"

Li Yuanba roared, his twin hammers carrying the power to shatter mountains and split seas as they slammed down on Bai Qi!

Before the hammer even arrived, the terrifying force had already created a visible dent in the void!

Two ravines, each a hundred miles long, suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the ground below!

Bai Qi's expression remained unchanged; he simply slowly drew the bronze sword from his waist.

The sword was dark red, like dried blood.

Just as the twin hammers were about to fall, the bronze sword was about to be drawn.

Just as the two fierce demons were about to clash!

"Retreat."

A voice rang out without warning.

It wasn't heard through the ears.

Instead, it resonates deep within everyone's soul.

The sound was very soft and faint, like clouds drifting down from the heavens or ripples spreading across a deep pool.

There was no authority, no oppression, no murderous intent.

But it's just these three simple words.

This caused Li Yuanba's raised double hammers to freeze in mid-air!

Let Bai Qi's bronze sword, which was about to be drawn, be put back into its sheath!

Let Shang Yang, Mi Yue, Ying Dang, Liu Bowen, Dong Zhongshu, Yuan Tiangang...

The bodies of the more than twenty Golden Immortal experts present froze simultaneously!