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Chapter 757: The tea's flavor had faded, and the wind was rising

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"I'll go meet this Chen Daotian."

The Immortal Spirit Clan woman rose into the air, her celestial robes fluttering gently as she floated mid-air.

Her gaze was cold, laced with a hidden killing intent, exuding an unfathomable sharpness and a noble, aloof aura.

With a slight movement of her finger, the world seemed to freeze, and a vast power of the Great Dao spread out, containing an astonishing number of over two thousand threads!

As she descended, the raging flames of the infernal sea involuntarily recoiled, as if bound by an invisible force. The ground trembled slightly, as if bowing in submission to her.

Chen Daotian stood there, his body trembling slightly under her aura, like an insignificant leaf that could be blown away at any moment.

His expression changed abruptly, showing a look of shock and fear.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you really think no one can stop you from blocking our path to immortality?"

Her voice was cold and domineering, cutting through the air like a blade, sending chills down one's spine. "Focusing solely on strength might be the most foolish decision you've ever made."

"Oh?"

Suddenly, a faint yet inexplicably meaningful voice echoed, rippling through the air like water.

The entire infernal sea seemed to sense a tremor, the flames roiling, and the world in turmoil!

Chen Daotian's expression of terror and helplessness suddenly shifted, a sinister smile curling at the corners of his mouth, a shrewd glint flashing in his eyes.

In that instant, his aura seemed to grow deeper and more complex.

The Immortal Spirit Clan woman's pupils contracted sharply, feeling an unprecedented pressure, as if an invisible giant hand was gripping her heart, making her breathing heavy and difficult.

A dazzling light flashed in Chen Daotian's eyes, his figure becoming ethereal, merging into the surrounding void.

A powerful force surged within him, every nerve seemingly pushed to its limit.

He extended a hand, his palm seemingly capable of tearing through the void, striking towards the Immortal Spirit Clan woman!

In that moment, he seemed to transform into the master of the ancient path, holding the power of life and death, supreme might concentrated at his fingertips.

The Immortal Spirit Clan woman's face changed drastically, her entire body's spiritual power and Great Dao power surging into her magical artifact, trying to withstand the pressure.

At the peak of their confrontation, the entire infernal sea seemed to freeze for an instant, an indescribable force erupting, twisting reality and changing everything.

Chen Daotian's palm made contact with the woman's body, a blinding light bursting forth from his hand, as brilliant as the sun, spreading across the entire infernal sea.

The woman let out a sharp scream, piercing the heavens, her body beginning to disintegrate under the light, wilting like a flower after the rain.

The incomprehensible vast power shattered everything about her, turning her into a mist of light, dissipating into the void.

The infernal sea returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. Chen Daotian stood there, collecting her storage ring, the sinister smile still on his lips.

He slowly looked towards the peak of the mountains where the proud geniuses of various clans stood, wiping the remaining blood of the Immortal Spirit Clan woman from his face, a hint of mockery in his actions.

In that moment, silence fell all around, the Dao hearts of the geniuses from various clans felt as if they had been heavily struck, their faces turning exceptionally grim and shocked, unable to utter a word.

Except for one place.

There, three demon clan geniuses, from the terrifying grand clan ranked fourth in the grand world, were overlooking Chen Daotian at the front of the ancient path.

"Did you see clearly?"

"We've gathered some information. His physical strength far exceeds ours by dozens of times, he possesses spiritual pressure, and his speed surpasses spells. He can fight late-stage Unity geniuses, but his realm and strength might still be hidden."

"If we are to act, we must set up a deadly formation, using a Dao artifact as the core. Once we strike, it must be with our trump cards, no holding back. Within three breaths, it's either him or us."

A demon clan man calmly analyzed, "If he's still hiding his strength, within one breath, it will be our time to escape. The power of his physical Great Dao, at least five thousand threads are stable within."

"An immortal Dao prodigy, huh?" Another turned his head, speaking softly, "Interesting."

"No."

"Oh?"

"A monstrous being, an immortal Dao anomaly."

"Understood."

The leading demon clan man nodded calmly, his eyes deepening, "However, we can use the fate of this place to kill him, no need to fight head-on. Reckless warriors might die the fastest."

"Of course." Another smiled slightly, full of confidence.

But what they didn't know was.

There was another member of the Chen family, standing with hands behind his back on a mountain peak, his gaze lifeless, as if nothing in the world could stir any emotion within him, exuding an aura of indifference.

A dark mark appeared between his brows, his face exceptionally aged, leaning on a Crane Spirit Tree cane, looking as if he might pass away at any moment.

Cough, cough...

The old man shook his head and sighed, his back hunching further, the surrounding flowers and grass wilting inexplicably, terrifyingly, as if lamenting why Chen Daotian would cause such senseless slaughter.

After all, living beings exist in the world, they will eventually die, better to die by his hand, understanding the true path of death, to live by embracing death...

Suddenly, both Chen Daotian and the old man changed their expressions, becoming solemn, Ancestor Bull!

Illusory Moon Immortal Sect, Elder Yao, late-stage Great Ascension, had a son who died, investigate this person's family background, time, one day, no spirit stone support, earn your own travel expenses.

"Yes!"

The two exchanged a glance, instantly understanding the cause and effect, the person Dao Ancestor was looking for.

Chen Daotian suddenly soared into the sky in full view, leaving the Ancient Path of Fate without hesitation...

The geniuses from all sides were dumbfounded, are you kidding?

The Immortal Spirit Clan's geniuses looked on with hatred, gritting their teeth, not daring to pursue. Thus, in the Ancient Path of Fate, only the world of the injured Immortal Spirit Clan was achieved.

The grudge between the Immortal Spirit Clan geniuses of this generation in the Wild Heaven Region and Chen Daotian was also formed. Not killing this person would be a disgrace to the Chaos Immortal Spirit List's geniuses of certain regions!

And this matter, not only in this secret realm, but the Chen family members traveling in various places had already received the news, simultaneously beginning an investigation into the Illusory Moon Immortal Sect's Elder Yao.

For such a prominent figure, the difficulty wasn't too great.

...

In the Ancient City of True Spirits.

Chen Xun sat by the flowing river of the ancient city, moonlight reflecting in his eyes, starlight dotting the sky.

His face was deep in thought, slowly taking out a small booklet from his storage ring, turning page after page, half of his face reflected in the silver of the galaxy.

"There must be reincarnation for living beings... there must be."

Chen Xun took a deep breath, his gaze deepening, "Bull, our Merit Ledger is useful."

He murmured to himself, but this time Black Bull wasn't beside him, and he wasn't trying to deceive or comfort it, but truly speaking to himself.

The same face, even the voice was the same... could such a coincidence really happen in this world?

Even Master Fengyao didn't have the same face and voice as Le Feng, but this woman... was exactly like Junior Sister Liu Yuan!

"Chu Zhen, Chu Zhen." Chen Xun muttered the name twice more, finding it quite meaningful, only slightly inferior to his own name.

His vast divine sense gradually spread out, countless pieces of information flooding into his ears in an instant, the terrifying divine sense of the Tribulation Crossing phase allowing him to integrate useful information well.

The Chu family's Tribulation Crossing ceremony in the Ancient City of True Spirits would be held in three days, with late-stage Great Ascension venerables from various sacred lands already residing with the Chu family, having just celebrated a ten-thousand-year birthday.

Chen Xun chuckled upon hearing this, having seen a Void Refinement phase genius celebrate a ten-thousand-year birthday on the Chaos Immortal Spirit List, the Wild Heaven Region wasn't so particular about lifespan limits.

But it was also related to the environment, Tai Yu didn't dare come to the Ancient City of True Spirits, already on the Xuanji Sacred Land's must-kill list, always hiding and causing destruction.

Chen Xun slightly raised his head, looking at the boundless moonlight with a good mood, having survived the heavenly tribulation and met that woman, he was already looking forward to their next encounter.

"Hehe, this Dao Ancestor truly has prosperous immortal Dao fortune, I must tell Bull about this, truly a double blessing..."

He got up and left, humming a strange tune, finding every race he saw along the way pleasing to the eye, no longer pointing fingers.

The next day.

Chen Xun sat in a corner of a teahouse, sipping tea, while a man and a woman played music on the stage, the melody elegant and refined.

"Sipping tea is truly relaxing, the music isn't bad either."

Chen Xun exhaled lightly, his tea-drinking movements quite refined, exuding the demeanor of a worldly master.

Suddenly, his divine sense stirred.

Chen Xun slowly put down his teacup, thinking to himself, "Bull, what's up?"

"Moo?"

"I'm gathering information on the ancient city's families in the teahouse, busy as ever, haha, have you seen Junior Sister Liu Yuan? Damn, Bull..."

"Moo moo! Moo moo moo~~!"

"Hmm?"

Chen Xun's voice abruptly stopped, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He lowered his hat slightly and stood up, leaving several low-grade spirit stones on the table before departing.

Today, the heavens were growing cooler.

The tea's flavor had faded, and the wind was rising.

End of Chapter

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