Chapter 437: The First Offline Group Gathering

The Tianhong Great Realm.

The Hongmo Sect, where the Ghost Hong Ancestor resides.

Deep within the sect—the ancestral cave dwelling, where Bai Yuanxianjun recuperates.

Bai Yuanxianjun lay on a ten-thousand-year white jade bed; his injuries were too severe, and even after healing, he could not yet restore his primordial energy, his face pale with sickness.

"Cough."

He half-sat up, leaning against the ten-thousand-year white jade bed, asking the Hongmo Sect's chief disciple beside him.

"Where's Ghost Old Man?"

Not long ago, upon regaining consciousness from his severe injuries, he immediately summoned the Hongmo Sect's Grand Elder to bring Ghost Old Man, informing him that Zhang Hao came from the Origin Realm. Now that Zhang Hao is in danger and he himself is injured, he can only rely on Ghost Old Man's help.

But Ghost Old Man alone cannot stand against three Immortal Demons.

Asking other Immortal Demons he knows for help, others may not assist—this involves three Immortal Demons and their behind-the-scenes factions; if this brews further, it could trigger a great faction war, and few would lend aid.

Not everyone is like Ghost Old Man, his close friend.

The only solution he could now think of was what Zhang Hao had told him before his incident—that he came from the From the Origin Realm.

Bai Old Man chose to believe, even though he had never been to the From the Origin Realm and had never heard of it before.

The reason was simple: the Event of the River of Ages, the battle between Fuxi and Abzu, had both affected the Tianhong Great Realm.

But when he told Ghost Old Man, Ghost Old Man's face changed instantly, then rushed out without a trace; Bai Yuanxianjun suspected Ghost Old Man didn't believe him, thought he was delirious from injury, and had gone to fetch someone to examine him.

To see if he'd damaged his brain.

Upon hearing this, the chief disciple looked toward the Hongmo Sect's elders beside him.

"Senior Bai Yuanxianjun, Laozu said he went to invite friends to help resolve the trouble with young Zhang Hao, and also to kill those who injured you," said the Grand Elder, his expression strangely uneasy.

He had only just arrived at Bai Yuanxianjun's recuperation site, and happened to meet Ghost Hong Ancestor rushing out nearby.

At the time, he had asked Ghost Hong Ancestor why he was in such a hurry, if something had happened.

Ghost Hong Ancestor replied, "Nothing. I'm going to invite friends to kill the ones who hurt Old Man Bai. Hahaha."

The Grand Elder was stunned on the spot, his expression nearly identical to Bai Yuanxianjun's now.

"Has Ghost Old Man gone mad from treating my injuries? Didn't I tell him the ones who attacked me were the Chen Clan's Ancient Ancestor, the ancestor of the Heavenly God Palace, and the Ancient Immortal Lingxing? Where is he going to find help… quickly help me up, I must find Ghost Old Man before he does something foolish…"

Bai Yuanxianjun finished speaking and hastily rose.

Clearly, he feared Ghost Hong Ancestor, in a rage, would recklessly seek revenge for him.

Ghost Hong Ancestor had a hasty temper—he was capable of such things.

A hearty laugh came from outside, cutting off Bai Yuanxianjun's words.

It was Ghost Old Man's laugh.

Then the door opened, and Ghost Hong Ancestor entered.

With him came several others, men and women, old and young.

They chatted and laughed with Ghost Hong Ancestor.

"This must be Senior Bai Yuanxianjun, I've long heard of you," said a middle-aged man with white temples, looking very talkative, smiling.

Including Bai Old Man, the Hongmo Sect's elders, and the chief disciple, all froze, pupils contracting sharply, as if encountering something horrifying—astonished, bewildered, shaken.

These people who came with Ghost Hong Ancestor had varied appearances, yet all exuded an otherworldly aura, and all were unfamiliar faces—none had ever been seen before.

Yet their unfamiliarity alone only caused bewilderment.

What truly shocked them was their power—the visitors revealed their energy without any concealment.

Immortal Demons!!

All except the youngest-looking youth were unmistakably Immortal Demons!!

And not ordinary Immortal Demons—they were all at the same level as Ghost Hong Ancestor, the Divine Sixth Step!!

Tremendous shock.

Bai Yuanxianjun and the Hongmo Sect's elders went mad, feeling as if they were dreaming, as if seeing ghosts.

What the hell is going on?!

Six Divine Sixth Step beings in total.

Just how did Ghost Old Man (Laozu) find these allies?

The key point: none of these Divine Sixth Step beings were known—they were all seen for the first time today, none matched any known Divine Sixth Step beings of this era. After all, reaching the Immortal Demon realm—even a Divine Fourth Step Immortal Demon—was a major power.

There was no such thing as being unknown.

Even if you were a reclusive master, you couldn't vanish so completely that not a single trace remained.

Perhaps for an ordinary person, one might say they were a reclusive master one didn't know—but these were Bai Yuanxianjun and the Hongmo Sect's elders, top-tier beings and high-level leaders of the Tianhong Great Realm; they could not possibly be unaware of who the reclusive masters were.

Even if they hadn't met them, they would have had some records or information.

But none of the allies Ghost Hong Ancestor brought matched any known reclusive master.

"Hahaha, Bai Old Man, aren't my allies impressive?"

Ghost Hong Ancestor thoroughly enjoyed Bai Yuanxianjun's stunned expression, feeling immensely satisfied—he loved seeing Bai Old Man shocked before him.

Then Ghost Hong Ancestor began introducing them.

"Let me introduce you: this is Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian."

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian smiled, stroking his white beard.

"This is Mitian Miti Dasheng Jun."

The previously talkative middle-aged man nodded, confirming his identity.

…

The allies Ghost Hong Ancestor brought were none other than the members of the "Should We Do It Today?" chat group—Xiang Hong had come as well.

Meanwhile.

Bai Yuanxianjun and the senior elders of Hongmo Sect listened as Guihongmozu introduced their helpers, their astonishment undiminished.

Each of these helpers bore a formidable title, yet none seemed like reclusive experts; a faint realization dawned on them—these helpers were likely not beings of the Tianhong Great Realm.

Bai Yuanxianjun could not help but recall his earlier words to Guihongmozu: Could these people be the gods and demons of the Origin Realm? But how could Gui the old man summon them so fast? Only minutes had passed since he made the request.

Then, under Guihongmozu's explanation, Bai Yuanxianjun and the Hongmo Sect members suddenly understood.

Yet he mentioned no chat group—only that he had happened to encounter Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian and others, and that Gao Xiang Hong was a native of the Origin Realm, and also his disciple.

"Senior Bai Yuanxianjun, is Zhang Hao truly a native of the Origin Realm? Are you certain?"

"My disciple told me: if you meet someone from the Origin Realm or a god-demon, simply tell them that in the Origin Realm there is a country called Mi Guo, and its great figure bears the title 'Dong Wang'—the one who knows everything, and nothing is beyond Dong Wang's knowledge. That alone will confirm their origin."

To ensure clarity, Bai Yuanxianjun reached out and conjured an image of Zhang Hao's face in his palm.

Gao Xiang Hong did not even look at Zhang Hao's face—he already knew the man was from the Origin Realm upon hearing those words; now, seeing the likeness, he was certain.

Zhang Hao—he had seen him before. Wasn't he one of those who vanished after entering the corner palace of Ping'an Capital? He never expected him to end up in another realm.

"If he is from the Origin Realm, then we must help even more urgently. Let's depart at once—to crush the Chen ancestral clan."

Mitian Miti Dasheng Jun grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, his eyes gleaming.

Xi Tian Mo Yao smiled, covering her mouth:

"Great Saint Lord, you don't just talk recklessly—you love stirring up trouble. But I like that. Let's go, then. Let's meet the Chen ancestral clan. I've heard they're a great clan of alchemists, with many pills. Now I can finally refill my little treasury."

Da Huang Tian Zun: "Bai Yuanxianjun, will you join us? By the way, I have here a divine herb that can restore your Qi and heal your injuries."

Amid the stunned and horrified stares of Hongmo Sect's senior elders and chief disciple, Guihongmozu led Bai Yuanxianjun, Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian, and the others away, chatting merrily toward the Chen ancestral clan—any outsider would think they were on a picnic, not a massacre.

They spoke with such warmth, yet their conversation was drenched in blood.

"Are these the helpers Laozu summoned? So brutal—they treat killing like a game." The chief disciple's scalp prickled.

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