Chapter 742: Under the Dao Ancestor of the Five Elements, what fear is there of cultivators of the Spiritual Qi Immortal Path?

"Young one..."

Yan Che's deep voice echoed across the sky as he slowly rose, hands clasped behind his back, gazing intently at the figure who had acted. "The Five Elements Immortal Path, is it? State your name."

The Kylin beneath him let out a long howl, its eyes flashing with anger. How could a Divine Transformation cultivator dare to offend the might of a Venerable?

Yet the cultivators from the Celestial Palace who followed were shocked. The Venerable actually stood up... Even when facing Yin Tianshou earlier, he hadn't risen!

"Under the Dao Ancestor, steward of the Immaculate Immortal Ridge, Mo Fuyang!"

Mo Fuyang stepped forward, his voice small but firm, echoing towards the distance, resonating in the hearts of the cultivators in the four directions, even audible through the gritting of teeth.

The atmosphere was unbearably oppressive and silent, this scene overturning the understanding of many cultivators.

Facing a Tribulation Crossing Venerable, how could a Divine Transformation cultivator withstand such overwhelming pressure and speak?

This had nothing to do with the strength of one's Dao heart but was a manifestation of a different kind of immortal path strength.

Yan Che suddenly burst into laughter, the surrounding winds and clouds stirred by his laughter, spreading in all directions, making the scalps of countless cultivators on the sea tingle.

The terrifying pressure surged towards Mo Fuyang, his face turning red, and even under Yin Tianshou's protection, his bones trembled, yet his figure remained upright.

As the laughter subsided, Yan Che's gaze grew sharp, and he said in a deep voice, "A mere Divine Transformation junior, I could kill you with a word. Yin Tianshou can't protect you. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"What of death? The Dao Ancestor... cannot be insulted!"

Mo Fuyang's face showed no fear, standing there, his small frame like a towering mountain, exuding an aura that made the Five Elements of heaven and earth tremble. He roared with all his might, "Under the Dao Ancestor of the Five Elements, I, Mo Fuyang, fear no Spiritual Qi Immortal Path cultivators!!"

Boom—

This roar was like thunder shaking the heavens, stirring the Sword Sea and Star River, plunging the entire sea region's creatures into shock, their eyes trembling violently... as if in a world-shattering dream.

An invisible crack seemed to form in the heavens and earth, the grand power of the Five Elements swirling chaotically, and the atmosphere became heavy, like a slumbering giant beast awakening.

Yan Che's expression changed slightly, his demeanor becoming more solemn and cold, as he regarded this Divine Transformation junior cultivating the Five Elements Immortal Path.

"For a dead man, you dare to challenge me?"

"Yes!"

"Hahaha... interesting."

Yan Che's black hair fluttered in the wind as he laughed, "I didn't expect to encounter such a character in the Mengmu Sea Region. Mo Fuyang, I will remember your name."

"Today, I will give you face, and I won't touch the Immaculate Immortal Ridge. In this Xuanwei Heaven domain, no one dares to touch it either. Junior, dare you stand equal with me within ten thousand years?"

Yan Che's demeanor was unmatched, his eyes filled with intense anticipation, but then he shifted his tone, "But that so-called name of the Dao Ancestor is absurd. A name after death can't scare me. Stand down, and I will spare you the great crime of disrespect."

...

His vast and majestic voice reverberated in all directions, causing the experts from the Southern Yu Continent to change their expressions, all falling silent, unable to fathom the Venerable's thoughts.

These words carried great weight, with the Immaculate Immortal Ridge being protected by this figure, at least for ten thousand years, no one dared to touch the place guarded by the Divine Transformation junior.

All the Great Ascension experts who came had different thoughts, deeply remembering Mo Fuyang's name, knowing that his terrifyingly steadfast Dao heart would lead to great achievements in the future.

In the Sword Sea and Star River.

Mo Fuyang took a deep breath, no longer entangled, his eyes firm, solemnly cupping his hands, "I dare!"

Roar!!

Yan Che's Kylin roared angrily at him, how could such a junior not be cut down? Disrespecting the Celestial Palace Venerable was a crime punishable by the destruction of one's clan! Especially in front of so many eyes.

If left unchecked, wouldn't any cultivator dare to provoke the Venerable's might in the future, throwing the rules of the Three Thousand Great Worlds into chaos?

Yan Che smiled faintly, his gaze deep and calm, ignoring the Kylin. The survival rules of spiritual beasts were different from his, and his rules were the rules of the Southern Yu Immortal Palace.

"Young Mo, step back for now."

Yin Tianshou gave him a deep look, the Five Elements Immortal Path, that was Chen Xun's legacy, "Let me handle this."

Mo Fuyang's eyes were somber as he cupped his hands and retreated, unafraid of death for the name of the Dao Ancestor.

Yan Che no longer looked at Mo Fuyang, merely letting out a slight cold laugh, gradually returning to his arrogant and domineering demeanor, looking at Yin Tianshou.

"Yin Tianshou, come and fight!"

"A battle in the void of the sky!"

...

Two powerful auras soared into the sky, clashing and colliding in the Sword Sea and Star River, changing the color of the heavens and earth, storms rising in the sea, starlight torn apart, as if the world was about to collapse.

This sword battle storm stretched for tens of thousands of miles, its vast impact causing the entire Sword Sea and Star River to tremble violently, making it impossible to discern the collision of the laws of heaven and earth.

The cultivators of the Tianyin Pavilion were also broadcasting this earth-shattering battle in real-time, a struggle among the strong within the Celestial Palace!

But most of the news released was about the addition of a new Venerable in the Mengmu Sea Region's Celestial Palace, increasing the prestige of the Xuanwei Celestial Palace, and many creatures showed even more reverence.

However, the specific battle situation in the Mengmu Sea Region was rarely transmitted, as the dignity of the strong could not be trampled, nor could it be casually discussed.

No matter who won or lost, they were existences beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

The battle lasted seven days, with Yan Che leaving the Mengmu Sea Region without a word, his face slightly gloomy.

Yin Tianshou's face was pale, his aura somewhat unstable, yet he looked down upon the Southern Yu Immortal Palace as he departed.

At this moment, the Xuanwei Celestial Palace issued an order, fully restoring his freedom.

Now Yin Tianshou had two choices: either go to the Void Land to clear the boundary of the mineral veins, and upon return, he could be promoted to vice hall master of a heavenly region's capital.

Or he could go to the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance to report, leaving the Celestial Palace to control another force.

The Celestial Palace never solely belonged to the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, only being under its jurisdiction.

The true seat of the Celestial Palace was in the Boundless Great World, capable of reclaiming jurisdiction from the Immortal Alliance at any time.

If the Immortal Alliance lost the support of the Celestial Palace, it would be like a rootless duckweed, merely a major force in the immortal path, no longer representing any immortal path authority.

The force deeply rooted in the hearts of myriad clans' cultivators was always the Celestial Palace, not any Immortal Alliance, and the reverence in their hearts was always for the strongest myriad clans of the Boundless Great World, who were the true representatives of the immortal path in the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

However, Yin Tianshou did not choose immediately, instead heading far away to the Mengmu Sea Region, towards the Celestial Path Track where the three heavenly regions converged.

His lonely figure gradually disappeared into the horizon, filled with desolation, and a soft sigh echoed through the heavens and earth, a sigh of seeing through the vicissitudes of life, lamenting the impermanence of all beings.

Yin Tianshou traveled by Sword Flight, taking out an Image Stone from his storage ring, revealing the dreamlike Xuanwei Heaven capital and two bright smiling faces with arms around each other's shoulders.

Familiar voices continued to emanate from the Image Stone, chattering away.

"Old Yin, when you come in the future, you must take the artifact passage of the capital! Haha, the buildings of Xuanwei Heaven capital are much more magnificent than our Mengmu Sea Region! You can never see enough!"

"Moo moo~~"

"Haha, come, Bull, invincible posing for the Image! Show it to Old Yin when we get back, this is the proof of our visit to Xuanwei Heaven capital."

"Moo moo~~~!!"

The image of two smiling faces with teeth bared was frozen at this moment, eternal, completely unrecognizable as two cultivators.

As he watched, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes glistening, not even caring about his own injuries.

Such pure and bright smiles, he hadn't seen since entering the world of immortals, was the Heavenly Dao truly so unjust, was fate truly so unfair...

Yin Tianshou suddenly seemed to age hundreds of years, the sword intent in his eyes slowly dissipating, filled with murkiness, the emptiness in his heart finally engulfing him completely.

Once again, he couldn't even protect the juniors he valued...

What kind of immortality was he cultivating, what path was he walking, the Three Thousand Great Worlds were so vast, yet there was no place for boundary creatures, truly a great irony.

Cough...

Yin Tianshou's temples gradually turned white, his aura growing older, a mouthful of turbid blood spewed out, suddenly unable to see the direction of the road ahead.

Above the sky, rays of rosy light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the mountains and rivers below.

They also shone on the weathered figure crossing the mountains and rivers with a sword, Yin Tianshou slowly raised his head, the rosy light dazzling, he gazed for a long time, his eyes still murky, the sword intent dissipated.

"The Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance of the grand world, I will destroy it!"

This voice roared like a great bell, echoing in Yin Tianshou's mind, his eyes becoming clear and sharp in an instant.

"With the demeanor of a supreme Immortal Venerable, Chen Xun will never die!"

Yin Tianshou roared in his heart, flying through the sky with his sword, his speed increasing once more, completely disappearing from the Mengmu Sea Region.

The sea region returned to calm, but it was no longer the peace and tranquility it once was.