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However, even before the spear-wielding girl could throw her divine weapon, a magnificent sword light shone from below, instantly splitting the descending palm in half. The sword aura soared straight into the sky, overshadowing even the phenomena of two True Immortals descending into the underworld.

“Feng Qing’an, you!”

Shen Lie, who was attempting to stop Feng Qing’an and was to be captured by him, was shocked as he gazed at the white-robed youth holding an ancient, longsword. A chill that made his soul tremble gradually spread throughout his body. In that instant, he had the illusion that he could be wiped from existence at any moment.

“Huh?”

The Feather Robe Immortal, sitting atop the Divine Tiger, glanced at Feng Qing’an and let out a soft exclamation. He looked slightly puzzled, as did the immortal sitting in the chariot, whose eyes shone with the birth and death of stars. They directed their gazes at Feng Qing’an and opened their mouths to ask Hua Qingyu, who had been about to make a move but was now frozen in place.

“Is this young man your disciple?”

“In response to the Ancestral Master, we have not yet established a formal relationship.”

Hearing the Ancestral Master’s query, Hua Qingyu, who had just raised her voice, hoping to find a backing for Feng Qing’an who didn’t have any powerful background, suddenly showed an embarrassed expression.

“…”

The ancient-looking immortal glanced at the girl and slowly spoke.

“You have a good eye, but you aren’t cut out to be his master. You can’t teach him!”

“But he said he wanted to disband his original cultivation and start all over again. By then, I could guide him from scratch!”

Hua Qingyu grumbled a little discontentedly.

At that moment, Feng Qing’an, holding the Sword of Gods Slaying the Dragon given to him by his elder brother, felt slightly uneasy due to the sudden changes. However, there wasn’t much time left for him to hesitate.

Because the third Immortal had descended, accompanied by the divine light that came with the fragmentation of vast and boundless space. He was a middle-aged man holding a staff, with long, dense hair flowing freely, and sharp, blue-purple pupils as formidable as a celestial blade, overlooking the underworld.

Just as this third Immortal descended, Feng Qing’an, holding a sword that appeared incredibly ordinary, rushed headfirst with Black Mountain into a secret realm gateway that had just been opened and stabilised.

As for the Ghost Wolves that Feng Qing’an had originally intended to bring into the Cave Sky with him to clear out everything rebellious, including a few wolf kings, they were currently frightened by the might emanating from the Immortals’ descent and were trembling with fear, not daring to move, even if they weren’t specifically targeted.

When Feng Qing’an suddenly burst forth, stole the Phoenix Key, effortlessly crushed a genius and broke into the suspected Phoenix Clan Cave Sky, several wolf kings suddenly came to their senses and rushed towards the entrance of Cave Sky together.

Only by entering into the secret realm and following Feng Qing’an would they have a sliver of a chance of survival. Staying in the underworld, which was now dominated by the True Immortals of the Human Race, their fate was invariably one of two outcomes — either serving as dogs for humans, or being skinned and boned.

However, no matter how quick their actions were, how could they compare with the already descended Immortals, who upon seeing these Demons trying to rush into the entrance of the Cave Sky, did nothing more than cast a glance, and a wisp of blue-purple immortality light was born out of thin air.

Splat~Splat~

Only the sounds of flesh and bones exploding could be heard. These few demon kings were ground into mince even before they could let out a scream. The remaining Ghost Wolves and wolf kings finally came to their senses, but there was no room left for them to maneuver. They could only crawl on the ground, trembling with terror, praying that these Immortals would ignore their presence.

“Why are there so many demonic beasts in this place?”

The middle-aged man, with divine martial prowess and incredible charisma, inquired. His attitude towards the Demon Clan was clear. Wherever his gaze landed, whether it was upon a big demon or the unevolved Ghost Wolves, they shattered in swathes, turning into piles of flesh and blood. Even their demon souls were annihilated along with their bodies.

“In response to the Ancestral Master, these are the demon pets subdued by a Loose Cultivator we encountered!”

One of the young prodigies stepped forward and responded.

In front of such real immortals, even the most proud among the chosen talents would behave with deep respect and humility, not daring to show a trace of arrogance.

Back in their youth, weren’t these immortal beings ones who outshined their peers, dominating the world with their talent, thereby advancing to their current state?

Despite their favorable treatment within the sect, none of them could guarantee reaching the stage of the immortals before them.

“Is it the youngster who just barged in?”

An imposing immortal asked. He had already noticed when he arrived from another realm, but when he intended to intercept, his intuition prompted him to hold back.

Following an impulse that hadn’t emerged in a long while, and confirming that the visitor was of the Human Race, the immortal didn’t stop Feng Qing’an from entering the Cave Sky in the very short amount of time. As for the other two immortals who had arrived earlier, they also remained motionless, not interfering.

“Indeed, his name is Feng Qing’an. He has a suspicious background and practices a heretical Immortal Sutra. He has colluded with the Ghost Immortal in the underworld and has previously imprisoned us, attempting to extract the secret Divine Power from me.”

One of the young talents, who had been dissatisfied with Feng Qing’an’s previous actions, gained confidence the moment he spoke under the support of the sect, therefore, he inadvertently straightened his spine a little.

“A human traitor?”

A man with scattered purple hair wrinkled his brows slightly, a thread of murderous intent even emerged from his eyes. As a killing intent surfaced in the heart of the Immortal, everything around him changed according to his thought — spirits cried and howled, blood rain poured torrentially.

“What traitor? It’s utter nonsense. They just clashed with my main disciple and had some disagreements, so they’re carrying out baseless smearing and blaming now. If he were really a traitor, we would have executed him long ago. Why wait for the senior to come and question?”

Hua Qing’an immediately retorted indignantly. She could not tolerate such defamation against Feng Qing’an. She had designated him as her disciple. As long as he dissipated his cultivation and started over, she would definitely accept him into her sect.

“Master, every word I said is true!”

Naturally, no one dares to act clever in front of a true Immortal. Of course, what they said was true, but with a little refinement, black and white could be reversed.

Boom——

Before the third Immortal could say anything, several rays of Immortal light penetrated the void, sweeping across the ground, intending to completely destroy this place of darkness.

This vast area of darkness seemed as if it was about to shatter, with the Dao of heaven and earth manifesting themselves, filled with a destructive aura.

Even though these descending Immortals quickly retracted their emitted energy and perfectly controlled their own power, their mere existence caused the ground under their feet to collapse in large areas, and even the surrounding space where they stood manifested fine cracks.

“Fellow daoists, this Cave Sky has a problem and does not allow us to explore. I wonder what you think?”

“It’s actually quite interesting that we can’t enter. This avoids any rash actions that might shatter this secret realm. As for how to resolve the current situation, do you actually need to ask? Naturally, we should let the younger generation take the lead and decide the ownership of this place.”

“How should we compete?”

“Simple, we evaluate based on the value of the spiritual treasures and herbs they bring out. Whoever reaps the most in this Cave Sky, their supporting sect will get the right to dominate this Cave Sky.”

“Good!”

“I have no objections!”

“Let’s do that then!”

“What about the youngster who just rushed in?”

“Let’s consider him as a Wild Loose Cultivator, not a person from the Star Lodging Sect, otherwise, it would be quite unfair.”