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

"Damn it, this kid ran up to me... and it looks like he wants to sue me."

Gu Changjin stood in front of the celestial carriage, the smile on his face slowly fading.

But Ye Chen clearly had no idea what he was thinking.

Instead, Ye Chen secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Changjin out of the corner of his eye.

Just now, the Immortal Official Zhenyan was clearly smiling, and his expression became noticeably gentler after seeing Gu Qingxiao and Gu Xiaolou.

But now, upon hearing that hundreds of thousands of lives in Linhai City had been wiped out with a single palm strike, his smile vanished, and his expression turned serious.

Ye Chen's heart immediately throbbed.

Steady!

This celestial official was clearly disgusted by this kind of thing.

Think about it too.

What kind of place is the Celestial Palace?

The largest human power, suppressing all realms and maintaining order.

True celestial officials would naturally not like those demons who, relying on their high cultivation, casually slaughter cities.

Ye Chen felt more and more confident the more he thought about it.

"My lord, you are unaware of this."

"The person who made the move that day didn't give Linhai City any chance at all."

"There was no grudge, and there was no prior warning."

Even now, I still don't know why the other party made a move.

As he said this, his fist slowly clenched.

"Does high cultivation level allow one to view all living beings as worthless weeds?"

"If all the powerful beings in the world are like this, then what difference is there between us human cultivators and demons in the end?"

Gu Changjin: "..."

Ok.

That's well said.

carry on.

You're absolutely right.

Gu Changjin's eyes gradually turned dangerous.

Originally, I thought this kid had a good immortal vein and was accompanied by the remnant soul of a Blood Dao True Immortal, so his luck was obviously not bad either.

I was thinking of keeping it for fishing.

Let's see if we can intercept some more luck while we're at it.

And what happened to you?

How dare you call me a demon right to my face?

Who is below me, daring to accuse this celestial official?

Ye Chen was completely unaware of the danger; on the contrary, he spoke more and more fluently.

People in the surrounding crowd gradually started talking about it.

"To casually wipe out a city is definitely going too far."

"Hundreds of thousands of lives."

"How many of them have never even practiced cultivation?"

Some people genuinely felt sorry for them, while others didn't feel anything at all.

What is Death City in the cultivation world?

In major battles, it's normal for several mountains and rivers to be destroyed in a single conflict.

Not to mention places like Linhai City.

But the problem is... Ye Chen has a bright future ahead of him, possesses the Blood River Immortal Vein, and more importantly, the smile on that immortal official's face has disappeared.

To jump out at this point and say "So what if you die?" is just plain crazy.

Immediately, someone chimed in with righteous indignation.

"Indeed! Such actions must be those of a powerful figure in the demonic path!"

"Now that a celestial official is here, justice will surely be served for the dead of Linhai City!"

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Ye, the Immortal Palace has always been impartial in its judgments!"

Ye Chen's heart warmed even more as he listened, and he spoke with even more passion and emotion.

Gu Changjin's face grew darker and darker as he listened.

Great! They all have a strong sense of justice.

Should I just kill you all right now and recreate the scene?

Just as the scene was getting more and more lively, a deep laugh suddenly came from behind the Bloodline Hall.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Immortal Lord Zhenyan has descended upon my humble branch hall; I have failed to greet you properly."

A streak of crimson light flew out from the depths of the palace, then transformed into a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a dark red robe.

As soon as this person appeared, all the cultivators from the surrounding Immortal Palace bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Lord of the Palace."

The newcomer was named Xuechen Daoren, whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm.

He is the true person in charge of this branch of the Immortal City and Immortal Palace.

The true main halls of the Celestial Palace, those with independent authority, are far superior to subordinate branch halls like his.

In the end, a branch temple in a celestial city like his is just one of the grassroots nodes that the celestial palace reaches in various parts of the human race.

Even so, a single Great Ascension Realm cultivator is enough to suppress the entire Immortal City.

The Blood Dust Daoist approached Gu Changjin and respectfully bowed.

"I have met the Immortal Official of Suppressing Flames."

Although both of them are Mahayana practitioners, their identities are completely different.

Gu Changjin is a formal celestial official of the Celestial Palace, with a celestial register and an official seal.

They even held positions of real power, such as supervisory and judicial authority, in several branch halls of immortal cities.

He, the Blood Dust Daoist, was merely demoted to a local post.

In terms of location within the true celestial palace, the difference is significant.

Gu Changjin nodded slightly.

"I am just passing by."

"I just happened to hear that someone has awakened their immortal veins, so I came to take a look."

Only then did Daoist Xuechen look at Ye Chen, a clear hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"Blood River Immortal Vein?"

"Alright! I also cultivate the path of blood."

"In the eyes of others, such a bloodline is only known as the preciousness of the immortal lineage."

"But only in my old eyes can I see what path this little fellow is truly suited for."

Ye Chen's heart stirred slightly; he could clearly feel it.

The way this Mahayana Palace Master looked at me was more fervent than the others.

It's clear that he genuinely admires talent.

The Blood Dust Taoist quickly understood what the immortal had said.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Destroy a city with a single palm strike? Can't find the culprit? That's easy."

Ye Chen suddenly looked up.

"Does the senior have a solution?"

"nature."

The Blood Dust Taoist smiled.

"Putting everything else aside, I do have some skill in tracking bloodlines."

"That city was destroyed."

"But as long as the person who made the move left behind even a trace of aura, magic power, blood energy, or rules."

"Even I, an old man, can try to pursue it."

Do you have anything from that day?

Ye Chen's face immediately lit up with joy, and he quickly took out a piece of charred stone from his storage ring.

"Yes! This was brought out by me from the ruins of Linhai City."

"The aura of that palm strike still lingers on it."

The Blood Dust Daoist took the broken stones and glanced at them.

That's enough.

He clearly wanted to show off his skills in front of the Flame-Suppressing Immortal Official.

After all, it's rare for a celestial official to visit in person, so it's best to do it well.

Who knows, it might become a bond of kinship in the future.

The next moment, Daoist Xuechen spread his five fingers, and a blood-red magic seal appeared in his palm.

hum!

Countless tiny blood vessels emerged from the seal and coiled around the charred rubble.

A faint, almost imperceptible residual energy was gradually extracted.

"Blood stains a thousand miles, seeking the source of cause and effect, let's go!"

The health bar suddenly lit up.

And then...that's it.

The smile on Xuechen Daoren's face froze.

"Um?"

Why isn't it responding?

That shouldn't be happening!

He sensed it carefully again.

There are traces, but they can't be tracked; it's as if the target doesn't exist at all.

But there were so many people watching, including the Immortal Official Zhenyan.

And you've already made those statements, why are you saying you can't find it now?

Where would I put my face then?

Blood Dust Daoist's eyes hardened.

"You've got some skill! You can even cover up cause and effect. It's a pity you've run into me today!"

He gritted his teeth and directly drew out a wisp of his Mahayana essence, injecting it into the blood-red Dharma seal.

boom!

The blood-red light shot up dozens of feet in an instant, and gasps of amazement immediately rose from all around.

"Is this the Blood Dust Palace Master's Blood Path Pursuit Technique?"

"How can they trace the source across countless miles?"

"I've heard that the Palace Master once used a drop of blood that had dried up for a thousand years to find an enemy hidden in a secret realm."

Ye Chen's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

We'll definitely find it!

He has been waiting for so long.

I never expected that I would be able to catch up with the murderer so soon after entering the Immortal Palace.

And no one noticed.

Gu Changjin, who was in mid-air, suddenly curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

The reason why the tracking just now failed was naturally because his energy and karma were beyond the calculation of ordinary Mahayana practitioners.

But now... he'd like to see.

How do you intend to judge this immortal official today?

So, Gu Changjin quietly removed a trace of his disguise.

next moment.

hum!

The blood-red seal in Xuechen Daoren's hand trembled violently, and a line of blood suddenly extended outwards.

Blood Dust Taoist's eyes lit up.

"Hahaha!! Found it!"

Ye Chen became very excited.

"Senior, where is the murderer?!"

Blood Dust Daoist closed his eyes to sense, and after a moment, his expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

"It's...right here?"

"What?!"

Ye Chen's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Can I get my revenge today?

The surrounding crowd also stirred.

All eyes followed the increasingly bright crimson line of cause and effect.

The bloodline stretched across the plaza, through the group of cultivators, and then slowly rose.

The smile on Xuechen Daoren's face gradually disappeared.

The excitement on Ye Chen's face gradually froze.

Because that line of blood eventually passed over everyone and pointed straight into the sky, towards the celestial chariot.

They pointed to the Zhenyan Immortal Official, whose red hair hung down and whose dragon pattern between his brows glowed faintly, looking at them with a half-smile.

Gu Changjin looked down at the health bar pointing to himself.

He then looked at the Blood Dust Taoist.

Finally, their gaze fell on Ye Chen.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

"Oh? Right here."