Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Standing upright, his posture was as leisurely as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

"Worship the moon!"

Master Qingwei's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice, filled with unprecedented solemnity, uttered the name of the newcomer, word by word.

"What?! Baiyue?! The leader of the Baiyue Cult?"

"He came too!?"

"It's over..."

The Moon Worship Cult dominates the southern border, and its strength is unfathomable.

Its leader, Baiyue, is a recognized giant of the demonic path, whose prestige surpasses even that of the Poison God and the Ghost King.

His appearance was like the last straw, causing many righteous people to fall into despair.

Bai Yue seemed oblivious to the gasps, hostility, and fearful stares around her.

He didn't even glance at the Poison God, the Ghost King, or the others out of the corner of his eye.

He simply stared silently at Dao Xuan, a faint trace of solemnity flashing in the depths of his deep eyes.

"What a fine leader of the Moon Worship Cult," Dao Xuan said slowly, his voice still steady.

"He has already broken through the barrier and condensed the Yin spirit."

The moment the words "Yin Shen Realm" were uttered, it was like a thunderclap, and everyone, whether from the righteous path or the demonic path, instantly paled.

They may not fully understand the details of the ancient cultivation system, but they all know it.

In ancient times, the "Yin Shen Realm" meant stepping into the threshold of becoming an immortal.

In today's terms, it would be comparable to the supreme "Taiqing" realm in the legends of the Qingyun Sect!

That is the power that truly stands at the pinnacle of the world!

Bai Yue nodded slightly, his tone still polite, as if discussing scholarship with an old friend:

"Master Daoxuan, you flatter me. How could the light of a firefly dare to compete with the brilliance of the moon?"

Compared to the unfathomable cultivation of a true master, Bai Yue's meager abilities are far inferior.

His words, spoken casually, sent a sudden chill down the spines of everyone in the Demonic Sect.

Bai Yue actually claimed to be inferior to Dao Xuan?

Could Dao Xuan's strength have become so terrifying?

Ghost King Wanrenwang, who had been observing coldly, now frowned more and more deeply.

A strong sense of unease gnawed at his mind like a venomous snake.

No! Dao Xuan is already deeply poisoned and was ambushed by Cang Song. Even with his extraordinary cultivation, he should not be so calm and composed at this moment!

Pu Hong, Qing Wei, Tian Buyi, and others showed obvious signs of poisoning, so it was understandable that they were barely holding on.

But the heads of the other branches, such as Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang.

Why did he only look pale, but not fall into a coma or lose his fighting ability as expected?

This subtle difference seems particularly glaring in today's extremely tense atmosphere.

The warning signs in the Ghost King's heart surged wildly with unprecedented intensity.

At this moment, Bai Yue spoke again, her voice still calm:

"It is truly inappropriate of me to climb the mountain today and disturb the sage's quiet cultivation."

If the Master grants Baiyue even one unreasonable request, Baiyue will immediately descend the mountain and never again participate in the conflicts here. What do you say?

"Oh?" Dao Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Please speak freely, Master Baiyue."

"Please, Master, hand over your sect's sacred mountain spirit, the Water Qilin, to Baiyue."

The sound of Baiyue echoed clearly throughout the entire venue.

The members of the Demonic Sect were taken aback at first, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They were also worried that Baiyue might change his mind at the last minute and leave.

Facing a Dao Xuan who may be hiding his true strength, the outcome of the battle is likely to become even more unpredictable.

As long as Baiyue doesn't leave and his target is only the Water Kirin, then it's fine.

However, the three words "Water Kirin" hold extraordinary significance for the Qingyun Sect.

It is not only the thousand-year-old spirit that guards Qingyun, but also one of the spiritual symbols of Qingyun Sect!

Sure enough, before Bai Yue could finish speaking, the entire Qingyun Sect was filled with indignation, and angry shouts rose from all sides.

"wishful thinking!"

"You fiend! How dare you covet my Azure Cloud Spirit Lord!"

The last trace of calmness vanished from Dao Xuan's face, replaced by an awe-inspiring and unapproachable majesty.

He snorted coldly, and the sound wave spread out like a tangible force, making many people's eardrums hurt.

"Hmph! You want the Water Kirin so you can resurrect that ancient, ferocious Water Demon Beast?"

Dao Xuan's eyes were sharp, and he instantly saw through Bai Yue's intentions.

"Your Excellency has discerning eyes." Bai Yue did not deny it, and said frankly, "As long as Your Excellency nods, Bai Yue will immediately descend the mountain and will not stay a moment longer."

"Go down the mountain?"

Dao Xuan seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and the last trace of feigned weakness and blackness on his face disappeared.

At that moment, it vanished without a trace.

His aura was like a sleeping lion suddenly awakening, and a vast and powerful wave of magical energy spread out from him.

The wind made his Taoist robe flutter loudly.

He spoke in a deep, resonant voice, each word like a heavy hammer blow striking the hearts of everyone present:

"Do you really think that my Qingyun Mountain is a place you can come and go as you please?!"

The Ghost King's taut nerves snapped abruptly. He stared intently at Dao Xuan's face, which had instantly regained its rosy hue and showed no signs of poisoning, and cried out in shock:

"You're not poisoned! You...you weren't poisoned at all!"

This exclamation was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly silencing the entire square!

All eyes, regardless of good or evil, were focused on Dao Xuan.

His complexion was normal, and he was full of energy. There was no trace of the way he had been suppressing the poison and struggling to hold on.

"Impossible! That poison was prepared by my own hands; it's colorless, odorless, and virtually undetectable! Furthermore, it's made from pine trees..."

The Poison God's expression changed drastically, and he screamed. His gaze suddenly turned to the silent Cangsong beside him, as if he had remembered something.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Pu Hong, Qing Wei, and the others who had been sitting slumped over.

Upon seeing this, the rest of his words caught in his throat, his eyes widening like saucers, filled with disbelief!

Not only him, but also Madam Sanmiao, Yu Yangzi, and all the demonic sect leaders who realized what had happened.

They were all frozen in place, as if under a spell!

All that could be seen were Master Puhong, Daoist Qingwei, and Tian Buyi, the head monk of Dazhu Peak, who had been sitting slumped in their chairs, barely breathing.

At the same time, they all slowly straightened up!

The lingering black aura on their faces had vanished completely, their eyes were clear, and they were full of magical power.

Where is there even a trace of someone who has been deeply poisoned?

"What...what's going on?!"

"They...they're all alright?!"

"We've been scammed!"

The crowd of righteous disciples was initially deathly silent, then erupted into a deafening uproar.

A huge surprise and unbelievable confusion were intertwined.

The Poison God's face was ashen, as if he had been slapped hard across the face. He stared intently at Dao Xuan, then at Pu Hong and the others, his voice dry and hoarse:

"You...you weren't poisoned at all!"

Master Puhong clasped his hands together, softly chanted a Buddhist mantra, his face serene and expressionless:

"Amitabha. Evil cannot prevail over good; the justice of Heaven is clear."

Master Qingwei stroked his beard and remained silent, while Tian Buyi's chubby face revealed a mocking sneer.

They were indeed not actually poisoned.

Long before Cangsong "betrayed" him, Daoxuan had already secretly informed them of the plan via telepathy, instructing them to cooperate in the act and pretend to be poisoned.