Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

Gu Changjin stepped into the main hall without any magical fluctuations.

It was as if he had always been standing there, but only now did everyone notice him.

The gray-robed old man's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart sank instantly.

Didn't he sense it? With his perfected Nascent Soul stage divine sense, he couldn't even sense how Gu Changjin appeared.

Wasn't it said that this person had only broken through to the Nascent Soul stage a few years ago?

This aura...something's not right!

There must be something wrong with the clan's intelligence! Damn it!

The gray-robed old man's mind raced, but his face showed no sign of anything amiss.

He quickly stood up, a smile of mixed relief and emotion appearing on his face.

"This must be Gu Changjin, Gu Daojun, right?"

"Okay, okay!"

"I've been away from the sect for a thousand years, and I never expected that not only has the Xuan Yang Sect's lineage not been cut off, but it has even produced another Nascent Soul Dao Lord!"

As he said this, he carefully examined Gu Changjin for a few moments, and then, as if he had realized something, his expression became even more shocked.

"Senior Brother Gu... could it be that you've already entered the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm?"

He called him "senior brother" somewhat awkwardly.

However, in the cultivation world, those who have achieved the highest level come first. If Gu Changjin is truly in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, then it wouldn't be a problem for his "early-stage Nascent Soul" ancestor to call him "senior brother."

Of course, this was just his deliberate display of cultivation level.

The true Daoist Xuanchen was indeed only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm when he left the Western Wilderness a thousand years ago.

Now that he's wearing this skin, he naturally can't reveal his full Nascent Soul stage strength all at once.

in the hall.

Zhou Xuanyue and the others were taken aback at first.

Immediately afterwards, their faces lit up with barely suppressed joy.

"Nascent Soul stage?? Mid-Nascent Soul stage? That was fast!!"

"Gu Daojun has actually broken through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm?"

"May Heaven bless my Xuan Yang Sect! May Xuan Yang prosper!!"

The Supreme Lord in the Crimson Robe was so excited that his beard was trembling.

One sect with two cultivators reaching the Divine Transformation stage!

Gu Changjin was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

In the past, in the Western Wilderness, this was simply unthinkable.

Moreover, Ancestor Xuanchen has just returned, and he may be able to recover from his injuries and continue to break through.

The Xuan Yang Sect is not just flourishing; their ancestral graves are emitting purple aura.

Gu Changjin looked at the gray-robed old man and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Junior brother has good eyesight."

"However, I have recently made some progress, but my cultivation level is somewhat superficial and not worth mentioning."

The old man in the gray robe twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth upon hearing this.

Some progress?

They're already at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and they're not worth mentioning?

His unease grew even stronger.

However, he had great confidence in the Faceless Clan's skin-changing technique.

Bloodline, soul, memories, and aura all originate from the true Xuan Chen Dao Jun.

Even if the founder of the Xuan Yang Sect were to be resurrected, he might not be able to see anything wrong.

As long as he doesn't reveal any flaws, no matter how strong Gu Changjin is, he can't attack his ancestor for no reason.

Thinking of this, the old man in the gray robe felt a little relieved.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Zhou Xuanyue and the others, Gu Changjin suddenly looked at the gray-robed old man.

"Junior brother has been away for a thousand years, I imagine he has a lot to say."

"There are too many people here. Why don't you come with me to the back mountain for a chat?"

The old man in the gray robe had a sudden thought.

A private talk? Although he felt slightly uneasy, it suited his needs perfectly.

There are too many people here, making it difficult to probe the whereabouts of the Crimson Jade Token.

He nodded with a smile.

"That's exactly what I was thinking too."

Gu Changjin waved his sleeve.

The two figures disappeared into the main hall at the same time.

……

The back mountain of Xuanyang Sect.

As the clouds dispersed, the two landed one after the other near a dilapidated stone platform.

This is the very place where True Lord Cangxuan activated the Returning Void Killing Array to ambush and kill Gu Changjin.

The formation had long been destroyed, but a portion of the stone platform remained.

The surface is pitted and cracked, and some of the depressions even have traces of dark red blood that cannot be washed off.

After landing, the old man in the gray robe first looked around.

Then a look of reminiscence appeared on his face.

"A thousand years have passed, but the back mountain hasn't changed much."

"Back then, I used to drink and discuss philosophy with a few fellow disciples on this stone platform."

"At that time, everyone was full of vigor and thought that one day they would step into the Central Plains and leave their name in the land of the true Great Dao."

He said this with a soft sigh.

"Now we're back."

"My old friends have all passed away, leaving only this old man."

Gu Changjin stood to the side and nodded calmly.

"Junior brother is indeed nostalgic."

But I was already smiling inside.

Is this a place for drinking and discussing philosophy?

This stone platform was originally the core of the Xuan Yang Sect's Returning to Emptiness Killing Array.

Throughout history, only the Supreme Lord has mastered the method to open it.

In Cangxuan Zhenjun's memory, this place was never a place for drinking.

Who would sit on the eye of the Void Returning Killing Array and drink alcohol when they have nothing better to do?

Do you want to die?

Moreover, this forbidden area was closed for many years when Daoist Xuanchen left the Western Wilderness.

Even if he had been here, there's no way he would have brought a group of fellow disciples here to drink and make merry.

Of course, a single sentence is not enough to be completely certain.

However, Gu Changjin sensed something was wrong the moment he first saw this person.

The other party's bloodline is fine, their soul is fine, and they even perfectly correspond to the mark in the ancestral hall of the Xuan Yang Sect.

It is precisely because it is too perfect that it has problems.

A deity who returned after a thousand years of absence, severely injured, and traversing the ancient road of Central China.

How could his body be so clean, as if he had just been carved from a mold?

The gray-robed old man was unaware of the amusement in Gu Changjin's eyes.

He walked to the broken stone platform and found there were no seats, so he simply used his magic to brush away the dust and sat directly on the edge of the platform.

After sitting down, he noticed the dark red marks next to him.

"This is……"

Gu Changjin casually remarked, "Someone tripped and fell here a few times before."

The old man in the gray robe didn't think much of it, gathered his thoughts, and quickly got to the point.

"Senior Brother Gu, there is actually another important matter I have brought back this time."

"Back then, we traveled along the ancient road of Zhongzhou, facing countless dangers, but we eventually found the lineage of the Xuan Yang Sect in Zhongzhou."

"Over the years, I have remained in the Upper Sect to cultivate."

"A descendant of a great figure from the Upper Sect is going to enter a secret realm called the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm."

Gu Changjin gave a half-smile.

"The Crimson Abyss Secret Realm?"

"good."

The old man in the gray robe nodded.

"The Western Wilderness has always been called the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm."

"The outside world all thought that it was just a remnant of a grotto-heaven left behind by a Nascent Soul cultivator, but it is not that simple in reality."

"The opening of the secret realm requires a token, the most important of which is called the Crimson Jade Token."

"I have heard that this decree once appeared in the Western Wilderness."

"That's why the Supreme Lord ordered me to return and find his whereabouts."

His tone became increasingly sincere.

"Senior Brother Gu now leads the Western Wilderness Dao Alliance, and his spies are spread throughout the Seven Sects."

"If we can find the Crimson Jade Token for the sect, it will be a great achievement."

"When we return to Zhongzhou together, the sect will surely reward us handsomely."

After listening, Gu Changjin nodded thoughtfully.

"I see. What does that Crimson Jade Token look like?"

The gray-robed old man raised his hand, and his magic power traced patterns in mid-air.

Soon, a palm-sized, crimson token appeared in the shadow.

The token is dark red, with twisted fire patterns on the front and a half-open door engraved on the back.

That's right.

The old man in the gray robe turned his head, just about to continue his explanation.

The movement suddenly stopped.

A crimson token had appeared in Gu Changjin's hand without him noticing.

He pinched it between two fingers and shook it gently.

"That's what my junior brother said."

Is this it?

The old man in the gray robe's eyes lit up instantly.

I've searched high and low, but I can't find it anywhere!

He had been thinking about how to search the entire Western Wilderness, but he never expected that the Crimson Jade Token was actually in Gu Changjin's hands.

"That's right!"

"This is it!"

The old man in the gray robe suddenly stood up, his excitement no longer concealed.

"May Heaven bless my Xuan Yang Sect!"

"Senior Brother Gu, quickly hand this over to me."

"If we return to Zhongzhou together, leveraging this token and our connection with the upper sect, we might even have a chance to reach the late Nascent Soul stage, let alone the Void Return stage!"

Gu Changjin looked at the hand that was being extended to him.

Then, he slowly put the Crimson Jade Token back into his storage bag.

The old man in the gray robe froze in mid-air.

"Senior Brother Gu, what do you mean by this?"

Gu Changjin sighed.

"Back to Zhongzhou?"

"Let's get out of the Western Wilderness alive first."

The old man in the gray robe's expression changed slightly.

"What do you mean by that, senior brother?"

"I have returned on the orders of my sect, and I am also the founder of the Xuan Yang Sect. Would I possibly harm you?"

Gu Changjin looked at him, his tone still gentle.

"Well done."

"I am very curious."

"What race do you belong to?"

The old man in the gray robe felt his heart clench, but he forced a look of anger onto his face.

"Gu Changjin!"

"I am the founder of the Xuan Yang Sect!"

"How dare you slander your elders like this? Aren't you afraid of alienating the entire sect?"

"As for the upper sect, it is naturally the source of the Xuan Yang Sect's lineage in Zhongzhou."

"If you don't believe me, you can call Zhou Xuanyue and the others to come and confront me!"

Gu Changjin shook his head helplessly.

"It's come to this."

"They're still unwilling to tell the truth."

He slowly moved his wrist, and his knuckles made a slight cracking sound.

As the old man in the gray robe looked at the stone platform, which was full of cracks and still stained with blood, a very ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Gu Changjin's smile remained kind.

"It seems that my junior brother also needs a good beating."