Chapter 149

"Junior Martial Uncle has returned, everything is fine!" Yang Hao and the others saw Qin Yu, and their hearts eased.

Although it's unclear where that green-robed elder beside him came from, but... in protecting Junior Martial Uncle's safety, with a wave of his hand, the laws trembled; at the very least he is a top expert in the Venerable realm.

"Not bad for Junior Martial Uncle, after a trip to an ancient relic he actually brought back a peerless powerhouse." Lin Wu Ren revealed a bitter smile.

But they dare not imagine it is a Dao Stage, because... a Merged Dao-level existence, in the entire East Divine Province, are top experts, peerless giants.

With a wave of his hand, he can control a vast domain.

Even within the Main Domain, with many ancient great sects, he still fears not; his strength is enough to found a sect.

Know that the Profound Yang Sect's heritage of tens of thousands of years, even over ten thousand years ago, only had one or two Merged Dao powerhouses.

On the flying vessel, many elders of the Profound Yang Sect had dim gazes, because... they had never seen their disciples' figures; it was obvious they had perished.

The somewhat stooped Grand Elder, upon seeing his true transmission disciple Dongfang Yuan return safely, had crystal tears glimmer in his eyes.

After experiencing those projections earlier, he also understood... his disciple was simply not the material; he forcibly pushed him forward, and in the end he could only become cannon fodder.

Dongfang Yuan and those top geniuses are far apart.

Not on the same level.

As for who passed the Forbidden Lightning Tribulation... the Grand Elder also knew in his heart, knowing it was that Foundation Establishment disciple Qin Yu.

He also suddenly understood why earlier Li Haoran and other core elders, in the Main Hall, gave him their full support, even not hesitating to become enemies with his own lineage.

Everything now makes sense.

"Yang Hao, take the people and leave quickly!" Yang Tian Elder Ancestor waved the Dao seal in his hand, and countless True Fire auras surged.

He clearly knew that today he was likely to fall here...

The effect of the fifth stalk of Heavenly Tier Spirit Medicine is about to fade; he must burn the last two drops of his essence blood to completely kill this old fellow here.

Next, he will go all out; his might is not something an ordinary Venerable can withstand.

After his fall, at least several Venerables will remain, able to keep the incense unextinguished.

"Leave the people behind; some opportunities cannot be monopolized by your Profound Yang Sect!" A Venerable wielding a sharp great sword appeared behind the flying vessel, his expression stern.

Whether true or false, the aura of Phoenix Nirvana makes them want to fight; this is the hegemon of ancient times, renowned across all heavens and worlds, and any one who steps out is a peerless powerhouse.

Even a single thread of essence blood is worth fighting for; perhaps there is a chance to achieve the Dao.

At this moment, he holds a green jade pendant in his hand, engraved with a small sword; this is the Sword Sect's Grand Transmission Talisman, extremely costly, originally used only in life-or-death situations.

But now... he can't worry about that; these young people have grasped the Divine Beast Opportunity, and relying on us, we cannot contend for it.

We can only report this to the forces behind that support the Heavenly Sword Sect.

If it is taken by the Profound Abyss Holy Land, then it has nothing to do with me at all.

If the Sword Sect gets it, I can still drink the soup.

"Reporting to the Sword Sect Elder, in Canglan Yu's Qingshi Jun I discovered an ancient relic; inside, the aura of the Divine Beast Phoenix seeps out, and the Phoenix's cry shakes the Nine Heavens; there is likely an inheritance."

"The old monster of the Profound Yang Sect in Canglan Yu, with Venerable strength comparable to a Merged Dao existence, relying solely on my Heavenly Sword Sect, it's hard to contend."

"Crack—"

He transmitted the words into the jade pendant, crushed it, and faint starlight drifted down.

"Buzz—"

The Venerables who had previously retreated now reappeared, surrounding the Profound Yang Sect's flying vessel, nearly ten Venerables.

At the same time they spread this news; it's obvious... the situation is beyond control, and with only their own strength they cannot seize the opportunity.

Everyone's eyes held a greedy look.

The ancient opportunity; whoever obtains it can achieve the Dao.

Thousands of years ago, in the Main Domain, Taotie's essence blood flowed out; a Venerable obtained it, merged it into his bloodline, actually comprehended the Natal Divine Ability, Heaven-Swallowing.

Although only a trace of its power can be shown, relying on this method he is invincible among peers, can forcefully withstand the Heavenly Tribulation, and cross into Merged Dao.

"Adjust the flying vessel toward Junior Martial Uncle's direction, bring the people and prepare to return to the sect; with the Ancestral Patriarch's killing formation and foundation left behind, even if a Merged Dao attacks, we can still hold!" Yang Hao's eyes flashed cold as he spoke in a low voice.

Next, there can be no hesitation, for... they all know that Junior Martial Uncle is a being blessed by the Azure Dragon, possessing Heavenly Dao fortune's aid.

The red bird remnant that appeared earlier in the sect likely possesses Phoenix bloodline.

Moreover, in the relic the illusory phantom of the Ancient Phoenix has been activated.

Certainly related to Junior Martial Uncle; the opportunity has been taken into his hands.

But... how could such a level of inheritance be handed over?

Even if the entire Profound Yang Sect fought to the death, it would not suffice.

Numerous elders sprang into action, daring not to hesitate in the slightest.

Everyone clearly knows... the future hope of the Profound Yang Sect is this low-profile disciple.

"Rumble—"

The flying vessel began to maneuver; Qin Yu saw this, his expression turned icy cold, killing intent surging.

He clearly knew that this time... he might have brought calamity upon the sect.

Biqing Mu saw this and smiled faintly: "Young Master, do not be angry; they are merely a bunch of jumping clowns, yet they still want to contend for the opportunity?"

"Old Man will act on behalf of the Young Master to sweep away these people who do not know the height of heaven and depth of earth."

Immediately, a pale cyan divine radiance showered over his body; he stepped forward, and the void trembled.

Vine after vine shot out from the void at extreme speed; only a flash of light was seen as the first Heavenly Sword Sect Venerable to leap out had his chest pierced, blood spraying, the vine penetrating him.

"Rip—"

The rules surging on the vine tip directly tore his fleshly body apart.

The Venerables on the field were all stunned; this strength... is at least at the Venerable Peak, right?

That one from the Heavenly Sword Sect, whose earlier displayed strength, at least reached the Venerable Fourth Level.

As a result, they couldn't even withstand a single move?

Instantly killed?

The gap between venerables is immense; unless a killing formation and a supreme treasure are used, it's hard to bridge.

Everyone's hearts tightened in an instant.

But, Bi Qingmu's first move was naturally clean and neat, aiming to leave a good impression.

At the very least, we can't let the young master think we're freeloaders.

Having been brought out from the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, if killing a group of venerables still required effort, that would be too embarrassing.

Of course, Bi Qing Mu does not need to reveal their strength.

In a moment, several venerables fell completely, blood staining the blue stone.

"This... all resolved?" Lin Wu Ren and the others' pupils contracted.

This strength is even greater than what we had guessed.

Immediately, the flying boat docked to the side, escorting Qin Yu.

"Young master, rest assured, I have already sent word to my clan; at most half a day, strong ones will arrive as reinforcements!" the sturdy Tuoba Prince standing nearby said calmly.

He is the prince, the sole heir of the barbarian tribe.

His bloodline is pure, nearly atavistic; when he first went missing, the entire barbarian tribe nearly went mad, nearly charging straight into the six major domains and overturning them.

The two Nine Yang Holy Sons, seeing this, felt a jolt in their hearts... "Damn, we're so stupid, we didn't even think to send word to the holy land!"

This is a good opportunity to show oneself.

But... the distance to West Divine State is too great; rushing over now is unrealistic, and there is no such level of transmission talisman capable of reaching hundreds of millions of li.

We can only give up.

"I will write a letter, letting the Sword Sect show its colors; whoever dares provoke the young master will be an enemy of my entire Sword Sect." Qing Xuan Zi said in a low voice, his expression gloomy.

This is in East Divine State; if the young master meets with an accident, isn't that slapping our own face?

But... among the crowd following behind, there was a faint disturbance; several geniuses began to send voice transmissions.

"Didn't the Tuoba Prince say the young master has a great background behind him? Why... even ordinary venerables dare to provoke?"

"I have never heard of this Profound Yang Sect..."

Some native geniuses of Cangyuan Jie, at this moment their faces slightly froze; this is not what the Tuoba Prince said, ah.

At this moment, Qi Hong clasped his hands behind his back and slowly turned; he had earlier used the academy's divine power to intercept the voice transmission, directly responding to those few: "Everyone, if you harbor such thoughts, then don't blame me for striking out to suppress you and casting you back into the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone."

"Does the young master's background need to be revealed??"

"If there is a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He was somewhat speechless; some people are just idiots after all.

The true longevity Dao lineage, passed down from antiquity, having survived great calamities without extinction, hidden between heaven and earth—how could it possibly appear and move about at any time?

This so-called Profound Yang Sect is obviously just a place where the young master trains.

What small sect could hand a phoenix over to a Foundation Establishment disciple?

Are you crazy, or is this sect crazy?

This damn thing is a divine beast!

Those who had previously sent voice transmissions, hearing this, felt a jolt in their hearts and quickly reacted.

"Thank you, Elder Brother Qi Hong, for the reminder; we almost messed up!"

At this moment, Qin Yu gazed toward the firmament; the two sides were fiercely battling, invisible to the naked eye, but the Dao's principles continually surged, shards appearing in the void, with black-as-ink light shooting forth.

It was extremely intense.

"Old Mu, can you intervene in the battle without taking action?" Qin Yu transmitted.

Bi Qing Mu's current combat strength is not suitable for exposure.

Hold it for later; perhaps it will have a remarkable effect, and combined with the master's ability, it could trap and kill the Profound Yin Holy Land.

Having hidden trump cards not yet revealed ultimately gives one more confidence.

Bi Qing Mu furrowed his brows, finally shaking his head: "This... probably not; I have not yet fully broken through the Dao stage, my strength has arrived, but I have not undergone the tribulation, relying on a single Dao fruit."

"In such a battle, I need to go all out."

"However... the young master's master's combat strength is extremely strong; as long as there are enough spiritual medicines to support his consumption, he can completely suppress."

That old geezer opposite has one foot in the coffin.

Not far from death.

Qin Yu, hearing this, his eyes flashing with brilliance, immediately shouted: "Master, do you need heavenly-tier spiritual medicine?!"

At this moment, Old Ancestor Yang Tian, who was preparing to burn his essence blood, hearing this, felt a jolt in his heart: "Could it be... my disciple obtained heavenly-tier spiritual medicine in the ancient ruins?"

If I could get another three or four stalks, I would be enough to suppress that old immortal.

Then I wouldn't need to risk falling and burn my essence blood.

"My disciple, medicine come!"

The killing move is already gathering power.

Wait for the spiritual medicine to be ready, then unleash it again to suppress that old immortal!

The Venerable Xuan Yin's face showed a hint of fear: "Heavenly-tier spiritual medicine? Even if he obtained it in the ancient ruins, at most he'd have only one or two stalks; now retreat, no need to risk burning essence blood—how about we each take a step back?"

"Furthermore, I guarantee that I will not offend your Profound Yang Sect for a hundred years."

He felt a bit panicked; this old geezer is here to fight to the death.

Originally the plan was to wear down the opponent, wait for him to exhaust his essence blood, then seize the opportunity.

But now, there is an unexpected turn.

Qin Yu below waved his hand, ten dazzling divine rays surged forth.

"Master, are ten stalks enough?!!"

Yangtian Laozu felt the rich vital essence and energy from within it, his heart trembling.

Ten stalks of heavenly-rank spirit medicine?

I've never fought such a wealthy battle!

If I had it, I'd have already fucking killed that bastard.

Immediately, he waved his hand; the spirit medicine swirled around, sparkling divine radiance showered down, and his body grew ever more youthful.

He laughed loudly and said, "You each step back?"

Get lost, you old man!

Today I'll send you to the west!

I am destined to be recorded in history.

Venerable, defying and merging the Dao.

Victory!