My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

At this time, the Meng family mansion

Seated at the head of the table was Meng Canglan, the head of the Meng family. He was a middle-aged man who appeared to be around fifty years old.

He had a square face, a short beard, and wore a dark blue brocade robe. His aura was calm and steady, clearly indicating that he was at the early stage of the Integration Realm.

At this moment, he wore a perfectly timed smile, but his eyes revealed a hint of caution that was barely perceptible.

The first guest seat was occupied by a young woman who appeared to be around sixteen years old.

She wore a pale yellow fairy dress, the hem of which was embroidered with exquisite cloud and crane patterns. Her face was beautiful, but her brows carried an air of nobility and arrogance befitting someone from a noble family.

It was none other than the fourth young lady of the Su family—Su Wanqing.

Although she only had the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage, everyone in the Meng family present, including the family head Meng Canglan, treated her with great respect, and even had a hint of trying to curry favor with her.

The reason is simple: the Su family is a true behemoth in the eastern part of the Southern Continent, with a Mahayana-stage ancestor presiding over the clan, and its influence extends to several prefectures, far surpassing the Meng family, which is confined to a corner of the vast sea.

The Meng family's rapid rise to become a leading family in Hanhai City was inseparable from the support of the Su family.

Therefore, the Meng family had to "contribute" a considerable amount of resources to the Su family every four years in order to maintain this subordinate relationship.

Today, Miss Su is here on the orders of her family to receive the tribute and, incidentally, to gain experience and familiarize herself with the procedures for dealing with the two families.

Behind Su Wanqing stood four attendants with restrained auras.

The four Void Refinement cultivators were all guards carefully trained by the Su family.

Hidden in the shadows of the Meng family mansion is a Nascent Soul Realm elder from the Su family, silently protecting Su Wanqing's safety.

"Fourth Miss, our Meng family began preparing the tribute a long time ago. All the spiritual materials were prepared according to the Su family's requirements. This is part of it. The rest, my son has also prepared, and is on his way back to the Meng family. It will be delivered tomorrow."

In addition, there are three Qi Condensation Pills specially found for you to help you break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Meng Canglan held up his wine cup and respectfully addressed Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing nodded slightly, her tone calm:

"Patriarch Meng is very kind."

She looked at the Qi Condensation Pill in front of her, but her heart was not greatly moved.

This kind of thing is plentiful in the Su family. The reason she is stuck at the Golden Core stage is for other reasons.

This trip out for training is also to see if I can encounter an opportunity to resolve this issue.

Just as the guests and hosts were having a seemingly harmonious conversation in the hall—

"Buzz..."

A deep, majestic hum, seemingly originating from the depths of the void, faintly approached from afar.

At first it wasn't obvious, but soon the sound came like a tidal wave, accompanied by an indescribable, heart-pounding sense of oppression!

Everyone in the hall, including the hidden Elder of the Integration Realm in the corner, had a sudden change in expression.

"What happened?"

Meng Canglan suddenly stood up, his divine sense instantly sweeping out of the mansion.

Almost simultaneously, the entire sky suddenly darkened.

It wasn't that it was dark, but rather that some enormous object was blocking out the sunlight.

"Enemy attack?!"

An elder of the Meng family exclaimed in surprise.

"Protect the Fourth Miss!"

The two Void Refinement Realm guards from the Su family instantly flashed in front of Su Wanqing, their spiritual energy surging to form a protective shield.

Su Wanqing's pretty face paled slightly, but being from a prominent family, she forced herself to remain calm and looked up at the sky outside the hall.

A terrifying immortal ship, a thousand feet long, hovered silently above the Meng family mansion, no more than a hundred feet above the ground.

The massive ship covered almost half of the core area of ​​the Meng family, casting a shadow as deep as an abyss.

Su Wanqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

She had seen the Su family's immortal boat before; it was the mount of the clan's patriarch, three hundred feet long, and it already struck her as incredibly majestic.

Compared to this ship... it's like a small boat meeting a giant ship.

"Whose car is this...whose vehicle is this?!"

Meng Canglan's voice trembled uncontrollably.

As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he could better sense the power emanating from the immortal ship, a power level that surpassed his own understanding.

This is something that Hanhai City, or even any known force in the eastern part of the Southern Continent, could not possibly possess.

"On high alert! The entire tribe is on the highest alert!"

Meng Canglan roared, his voice echoing throughout the entire Meng residence.

In an instant, spiritual light shone throughout the Meng residence, the array was activated, and figures flew out from all directions, nervously watching the enormous object above their heads.

But no one dared to make a move. The oppressive feeling brought by that immortal ship was too strong, so strong that no one dared to even think of resisting.

Just as the Meng family was on high alert and the Su family was extremely nervous—

A figure gracefully descended from the bottom of the immortal boat.

Without harnessing the escape light, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, it drifted down like a feather.

The man landed on the open ground in the courtyard in front of the hall, no more than ten feet away from the main hall.

He was a very young man, looking no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight, wearing a simple plain white undershirt, his black hair loose and casually draped over his shoulders.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the magnificent Hanhai Hall in front of him, his expression calm, as if he had just come to visit an ordinary friend.

However, no one in the hall dared to relax in the slightest.

To be able to disembark from such a celestial vessel and land so effortlessly while suspended in mid-air, this person is definitely not simple.

Meng Canglan took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart, took a few steps forward, walked out of the hall, and cupped his hands to Gu Changyuan, saying:

"I am Meng Canglan, the head of the Meng family. May I ask what brings you to my Meng family?"

His tone was as polite as possible, but it still carried a hint of wariness and questioning.

After all, the other party's arrival was quite impressive; they came uninvited and hovered directly above the mansion, which suggested they had ill intentions.

Gu Changyuan glanced around and noticed that many cultivators at the Nascent Soul, Void Refinement, and Body Integration stages were all looking at him with wariness.

Indeed, it's understandable that such a large-scale event, even without his personal presence, warrants caution.

However, with our current capabilities, demonstrating strength is more effective than talking.

He did not answer.

She simply took a small step forward.

Just one step.

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying pressure, as heavy as the sky, erupted from Gu Changyuan's center, like a tangible tsunami.

All the Meng family cultivators inside and outside the main hall were pressed hard to the ground by this oppressive force, their knees cracking, their faces turning red, and they didn't even have the strength to lift their heads.

Meng Canglan felt as if he had been thrown into the bottom of the ocean in an instant, and the pressure coming from all directions was about to crush him.

The spiritual power in the later stage of the fusion was running wildly, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it couldn't even hold on for a moment.

Su Wanqing, who was inside the hall, turned pale. If it weren't for the two Void Refinement Guards in front of her desperately holding up the protective barrier, she would probably have been knocked unconscious by the pressure in an instant.

She also carried several protective magical artifacts given to her by her father, Su Yunhao, which gave her the ability to protect herself even when facing a Mahayana cultivator.

Even so, she felt short of breath and her soul was pierced with pain.

The most horrified of all was Su Ming, the Su family elder at the Nascent Soul stage, who was lurking in the shadows.

He had been hiding in the spatial interlayer, his aura completely concealed.

But the moment Gu Changyuan took that step and the pressure exploded, he felt as if he had been forcibly pulled out of his hiding place by an invisible giant hand!

The stable space around him was now cracked like glass, and his proud ability to conceal himself instantly failed.