Chapter 865: The Immortal Court Has Flown!

"Jianhe, do you truly believe you can stop me?"

Inside the Immortal Tomb.

Xiang Tianzhi coldly regarded the two Immortal Lords blocking his path: Jianhe Daojun and Feiyu Daojun.

"How will you know unless you try?"

Jianhe Daojun’s expression remained calm as he spoke softly.

Before them stood five Immortal Lords in total.

He had not, like Zhuge Ming before him, dragged the Immortal Tree here.

Fighting to the death isn’t that simple.

After several major battles, the Immortal Tree urgently needed nourishment; otherwise, it risked collapse. The world assumed he trained beneath it, but in truth, he had been constantly mending its losses.

That was the sect’s sacred artifact.

The Immortal Tomb may be lost, but the Immortal Tree must not suffer even the slightest damage.

Otherwise, Jiang Lin could truly become the eternal disgrace of Baiyu Jing.

But not using the Immortal Tree doesn’t mean standing idly by.

Him and Feiyu Daojun appearing here was meant to declare Baiyu Jing’s stance—otherwise, the cultivation world might think Baiyu Jing was open to anyone’s abuse?

Xiang Tianzhi sneered: "Ungrateful fools!"

Then, a great bronze cauldron rose from behind him, black qi bubbling relentlessly along its rim—the very weapon he cultivated, the Devouring Heaven Cauldron.

In Taihuazhou, the Devouring Heaven Cauldron was infamous; half of Xiang Tianzhi’s title as the First Demon was earned by its sheer might.

"Boy, when I became a demon, you hadn’t even grown a single hair—how dare you challenge me?"

Zhuge Ming was one thing.

Both were long-established tyrants of Taihuazhou.

But Jiang Lin had only just become a Daojun—Xiang Tianzhi truly didn’t regard Jiang Lin as worthy of notice.

Daojuns have their own ranks!

Previously, he couldn’t act—but today, he’d properly test this young Daojun of Taihuazhou and see just how much strength he possessed.

"Go."

Xiang Tianzhi barked, and the Devouring Heaven Cauldron spun swiftly, hurtling toward Jiang Lin.

But—

Just as the Devouring Heaven Cauldron drew within ten zhang of Jiang Lin,

a white jade arm appeared out of thin air, gripping one corner of the cauldron and halting its advance entirely.

"This is—"

"【Bai Yuzhen】?!"

Xiang Tianzhi’s heart froze in shock.

The Devouring Heaven Cauldron was his weapon, refined over a thousand years—its power was no ordinary thing, yet now it was caught bare-handed.

Utterly terrifying.

"Shuangquan Daojun."

【Bai Yuzhen】 was Zhuge Ming’s Dao Fruit; now that Zhuge Ming had long since dissolved his Dao and reincarnated, the only one who could still wield 【Bai Yuzhen】 was Shuangquan Daojun.

Before the words had fully faded,

a figure tore through the void and stepped out.

"Gentlemen, give this old man some face—disperse."

A gray-robed elder smiled warmly at the Daojuns of Wan Fadian, Xue Mo Jiao, and Shenxu Immortal Dynasty.

It was Shuangquan Daojun.

Xiang Tianzhi, Yan Shen Daojun, and the others paled repeatedly.

If it were any other Daojun, they’d never yield—but this was the first and only dual-certified Shuangquan Daojun in all history.

His 【Zizai Body】 was already uncanny, and now 【Bai Yuzhen】 was primarily for slaughter.

He was nearly without weakness.

Just look.

Tianji Daojun had already yielded the fifth rank on the Immortal List to Shuangquan Daojun.

Too formidable.

Even they found him daunting.

"Good for you, Zhuge Ming."

Xiang Tianzhi narrowed his eyes.

He guessed at once that Shuangquan Daojun’s presence here was due to Zhuge Ming.

That old scoundrel—even dead, he won’t rest.

With Shuangquan Daojun here, they could not enter the Immortal Tomb.

A quasi-immortal isn’t defeated by numbers.

Otherwise, the entire cultivation world wouldn’t have only nine quasi-immortals.

But just as everyone assumed today’s standoff would end this way, Shuangquan Daojun’s expression suddenly turned icy: "A worm dares to covet what I protect?"