Chapter 1174: Shaking the Heavens of Tiannan

One month later, inside the Profound Martial Hall of the Grand Truth Sect, known as the number one righteous sect of Tiannan, an old Daoist priest with the face of an infant but white hair and beard was frowning as he looked at a pale white jade slip in his hand, his expression uncertain.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and suddenly gave an order toward the outside of the hall:

"Come in!"

Following this voice, two middle-aged Daoist priests immediately walked in from outside the hall.

"Sect Master, what are your orders?" These two Foundation Establishment stage Daoist priests bowed in salute.

"Deliver this invitation to Golden Glow Valley behind the mountain. Say that a fourth Great Cultivator has appeared in Xi Kingdom, and now the Falling Cloud Sect has sent an invitation for the grand ceremony. Ask the Supreme Elder if he wishes to go personally, or which of the several Ancestral Masters should make the trip." The old Daoist handed over the jade slip and said solemnly.

"Yes, Sect Master. This disciple will certainly deliver it personally into the Ancestral Master's hands." The two Daoist priests' expressions changed, and they immediately replied respectfully.

Then, the two of them took the jade slip, transformed into two streaks of light, flew out of the hall, and headed straight for the back of the mountain.

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Heavenly Sun Pool is a famous forbidden area within the Joyous Union Sect. It is not large, only several hundred feet in size, but it is covered year-round by thick gray mist. No one, not even the several Nascent Soul Elders within the sect, dares to easily step into the mist. Usually, there are rarely any human traces within a twenty-mile radius of Heavenly Sun Pool.

But at this moment, more than ten feet away from the mist, five or six cultivators of different attire stood side by side, men and women, but each of them looked at the mist without saying a word.

"The fourth Great Cultivator, that kid surnamed Han is truly cultivating fast. Although I guessed long ago that he would reach this step sooner or later, I didn't expect him to advance again in just a hundred years. However, since he has reached this step, it seems I must make a personal trip for this grand ceremony." A soft sigh came from within the mist.

The several cultivators outside the mist stood woodenly with their hands bound, none daring to speak or interject.

……

On the edge of one of the islands of the Seven Spirit Islands, an old man in a green shirt with an ordinary face stood on the edge of a cliff, his hands behind his back, looking at the boundless sea, his expression unusually calm.

But in one of the hands the old man held behind his back, he was gently gripping a white jade slip, which was flickering with a faint spiritual light.

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In a pavilion on Linglong Mountain in Northern Liang Kingdom, a young woman with a beautiful face and a body exuding a cold aura, and a fat old man, sat facing each other on wooden chairs.

The old man was carefully asking the woman:

"Senior, will you personally attend the Falling Cloud Sect's grand ceremony this time? That person advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage at such a young age; with his lifespan, he can deter Tiannan for seven or eight hundred years. If we could renew our old friendship with him, our six sects could rest easy in the future."

"Why, since Junior Martial Nephew Lei has taken charge of the sect, you now want to invite that person back to your valley?" The beautiful young woman's expression sank upon hearing this, and she replied coldly.

"Senior, you misunderstand. With the other party's current status, how could he return to our small Yellow Maple Valley? But our sect and your palace do have some connection with him after all; if we can build some rapport, it will always be good for our six sects." The fat old man was swept by the woman's icy gaze and said sheepishly.

"Don't count on me to build a relationship with him. For this ceremony, my Junior Martial Brother will make a trip. He has a good relationship with my Junior Martial Sister, so he is more suitable than me." The beautiful woman was silent for a moment before saying expressionlessly.

"So it is Senior Wu, that is also good." The fat old man was happy to hear this.

"Hmph, no wonder your Yellow Maple Valley is so nervous about this person. Ever since Fellow Daoist Ancestor Linghu passed away, your valley has not had a single Nascent Soul cultivator to hold the fort. If it weren't for the fact that Fellow Daoist Ancestor Linghu once had a mutual aid agreement with this person and informed our five sects, I'm afraid your Yellow Maple Valley would no longer be able to stand in Northern Liang Kingdom." The woman glanced at the fat old man and snorted.

Upon hearing this, an embarrassed look appeared on the old man's face.

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In two months' time, the entire Tiannan was stirred.

Throughout the Tiannan cultivation world, every slightly larger cultivation sect, without exception, received the invitation sent by the Falling Cloud Sect, stating that one of their sect's Elders had advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage and that a grand ceremony was being held to celebrate this event. Therefore, they invited all major sects to send people to observe the ceremony.

Although the invitation did not specify which Elder it was, Han Li had once shocked Tiannan with the title of the number one cultivator below the late Nascent Soul stage, so almost everyone guessed it was Han Li without needing to think.

At this, regardless of the size of these sects, they were naturally all in a stir.

The smaller sects were terrified and naturally agreed to observe the ceremony. The larger sects, although they had many misgivings in their hearts, also agreed to send at least one sect Elder to attend the ceremony.

For a time, the name Han Li once again shocked every corner of Tiannan. Whether it was rogue cultivators living in high mountains and deep valleys, or cultivation families and cultivation sects gathered in spiritual vein lands, "Han Li" was probably the name mentioned most often in the last hundred years.

Everyone was discussing with great interest this fourth Great Cultivator of Tiannan who had advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage at such a young age.

Just like that, three months later, the Falling Cloud Sect's grand ceremony was held.

The number of Nascent Soul cultivators present reached as many as a hundred, and several times that number of Core Formation stage cultivators also came to Mount Mount Yunmeng to observe the ceremony.

As for Han Li, the protagonist, he only showed his face for a short while on the first day of the ceremony, said a few words, and then invited more than a dozen Elders of various sects at the mid-Nascent Soul stage or above to gather in a secret hall of the Falling Cloud Sect, which actually included the Joyous Union Sect's Joyous Union Old Demon and the Transformation Intent Gate's Wei Wei Wuya, two late-stage Great Cultivators.

As a result, three days and three nights later, when these Nascent Soul old monsters came out of the hall again, they were all pale, each revealing a look of fear, and Wei Wei Wuya and the Joyous Union Old Demon were even more dim-eyed, their expressions unusually ugly.

Some curious observing cultivators naturally went forward to ask about the matters in the hall. But those asked either smiled bitterly and said nothing, or shook their heads repeatedly with lingering fear, all stammering and refusing to say anything.

This naturally made the other cultivators even more curious.

The ceremony lasted for half a month, but Han Li never showed his face in front of everyone again. Those dozen or so Nascent Soul-level old monsters with the highest cultivation did not have the slightest opinion on this, and the moment the ceremony ended, they all left the Falling Cloud Sect in a state of unease, and not a single one stayed in the Falling Cloud Sect for even a moment.

As a result, the other cultivators were naturally even more curious about what had happened in the secret hall that could turn a group of people, including two Great Cultivators, into such a state.

The group of old monsters who attended the gathering in the hall, although none of them wanted to talk much about the matters in the hall, they always had a few close friends and particularly intimate people, and as a result, not long after, some news finally leaked out.

But the content of the news once again caused an earthquake in the Tiannan cultivation world.

These Nascent Soul old monsters actually revealed that this newly advanced fourth Great Cultivator of the Falling Cloud Sect had taken the initiative in the hall to propose a sparring match with Wei Wei Wuya and the Joyous Union Old Demon. Originally, this was a very normal thing; after all, this Elder Han's cultivation had just been completed, and taking the opportunity of the ceremony to compare magical powers with other Great Cultivators, and then incidentally establishing his prestige in front of other mid-stage cultivators, was the most natural thing.

But this Elder Han proposed to fight Wei Wei Wuya and the Joyous Union Old Demon simultaneously with his own strength. This was shocking.

And no one knew how Wei Wei Wuya and the other thought about it, but they actually agreed after only considering it for a moment.

And the result of the sparring left those dozen old monsters dumbfounded.

Han Li actually used his own strength to successively display several incredible magical powers, used several treasures of unimaginable power, and easily defeated the two Great Cultivators.

Wei Wei Wuya and the Joyous Union Old Demon, these two Great Cultivators who had shaken Tiannan for hundreds of years, were not Han Li's opponents even when joining forces; under the fierce resistance, they each suffered a little damage to their vital energy.

The old monsters present were also horrified to discover that, with this Elder Han's understated performance, it seemed he hadn't even used all his magical powers.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

The remaining time was just the group of Nascent Soul old monsters exchanging cultivation insights under Han Li's leadership, but the exchanges that everyone used to value were now making the old monsters present restless, as if sitting on pins and needles.

Once the three days were up, these old monsters walked out of the secret hall, and the strangeness on their faces fell into the eyes of other cultivators.

Once such shocking news spread, naturally most people didn't believe it at all, and even thought it was nonsense, but as this news spread wider and wider, the dozen or so old monsters who attended the gathering in the hall all remained silent, and not a single one came out to refute this statement.

Only then did everyone realize that this matter might actually be true, and for a time, the entire Tiannan fell silent.

When someone mentioned Han Li again, or discussed matters related to him, even if they were in a secret room or a desolate wilderness where few people went, they naturally lowered their voices a bit, not daring to have any disrespectful or casual words.

And the title of the number one cultivator of Tiannan quietly spread throughout the Tiannan cultivation world.

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Above a sea area near the Seven Spirit Islands, a middle-aged Daoist priest with crystal-clear white skin and an old man in a green shirt were floating far apart, their expressions unusually gloomy, facing each other without a word.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man in the green shirt said with a movement of his expression:

"Brother Brother Zhiyang suddenly arrived here and sent a sound transmission to invite me out, not just to play riddles with Wei, right? If you have anything to say, just say it."

This old man in the green shirt was none other than Wei Wei Wuya, one of the three Great Cultivators.

"Brother Wei is asking knowingly, or playing dumb. You can't guess my purpose in looking for you?" The middle-aged Daoist priest said lightly.

"Hehe, it seems that after Brother Brother Zhiyang heard the rumors, he finally couldn't sit still either!" After Wei Wei Wuya gave a hehe laugh, a trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"So the rumors are actually somewhat true, you and the Joyous Union Old Demon really suffered a small loss at that person's hands!" The Daoist priest's expression became solemn, and he asked slowly.

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