Chapter 827: Fine Day, Beautiful Scene—With My Chaotic Body Before Them, Let Us Sit and Discuss the Dao

Before a crowd of peerless geniuses, Chu Lingkong, the previous generation's peerless genius of the Glimmering Light Holy Land, spoke with great respect, and this scene utterly shocked everyone present.

Who is Chu Lingkong? He was the previous generation's peerless genius, only one step away from becoming the previous generation's Holy Son of the Glimmering Light Holy Land, but now he openly admits that the Glimmering Light Holy Land did wrong.

If such words were to reach the ears of the Glimmering Light Holy Lord, this man would almost certainly be ruined.

Yet Chu Lingkong still spoke such words—he understood better than anyone that if he did not yield now, there would be no future.

The previous generation's peerless genius of the Ji Clan would certainly meet no good end; that was Chu Lingkong's feeling. He could not gamble now and could only honestly admit his fault—admitting it might still leave him a path to survival.

What the Glimmering Light Holy Land's favor meant was all illusory and insubstantial; only yielding now to gain a life was the one true, solid thing.

"You are quite an interesting person. Since even you, a man of the Glimmering Light Holy Land, say I was right to kill, then this matter can indeed be put to rest."

Fang Yu's gaze swept over Chu Lingkong, and he smiled faintly.

Then, his gaze turned toward the Dao One Holy Land's female Daoist nun, the Purple Mansion Holy Land's heir, the Great Expansion Holy Land's Holy Son, the Myriad Beginning Holy Land's heir, and then toward the Jade Pool Holy Land's Holy Maiden.

"Today many young prodigies have gathered here. It would be a pity to simply leave—why not sit down and discuss the Dao?"

Fang Yu did not leave at once, but instead spoke to the outstanding geniuses of the various great Holy Lands.

"Sit down and discuss the Dao?"

"What is this Fang Yu trying to do? Having gained his benefit, he doesn't hurry away, but actually stays here to discuss the Dao—does he truly not fear that the older generation existences of the various Holy Lands will strike at him and seize his fortune?"

"This man is truly arrogant. If it were me who obtained the treasures within the underground palace, I would certainly think of every way to leave at once, otherwise I would very likely meet with deadly disaster. Those who have come here this time are not only the younger generation, but also existences of the older generation."

"Still, this man has tremendous boldness—speaking freely before countless geniuses under heaven. If he does not die and grows up, he will certainly be extraordinary."

The Holy Sons, Holy Maidens, and peerless geniuses of the various Holy Lands and great sects, seeing that Fang Yu, after obtaining the inheritance within the underground palace, did not leave but instead looked as though he wanted to sit down and discuss the Dao, were all greatly shocked, expressions of disbelief appearing on their faces.

However, the cultivators whose attention Fang Yu's gaze had caught—such as the Dao One Holy Land's female Daoist nun—nodded and stepped forward directly.

"Dao Brother, what tremendous boldness. Since Dao Brother wishes to sit down and discuss the Dao, then of course I shall keep you company."

This woman arrived in the void, an incomparably ethereal aura manifesting around her.

"Fellow Daoist has invited; I shall naturally discuss the Dao."

The Jade Pool Holy Maiden approached gracefully and also arrived in the void.

"I am also willing to keep you company."

The Great Expansion Holy Land's Holy Son stepped forward and arrived in the void, boundless sword qi manifesting around him.

That was the Great Expansion Holy Land's sword qi.

Great Expansion, Great Expansion.

The term "Great Expansion" contains countless mysteries.

The so-called Great Expansion number is fifty, of which forty-nine are used. A single "Great Expansion" seems to manifest the mysteries of the evolution of all beings in the universe. When the Great Expansion Holy Sword is cultivated to a high realm, it too becomes a supreme divine ability.

"I am willing to discuss the Dao with Fellow Daoist."

The Myriad Beginning Holy Land's Holy Son spoke.

Myriad Beginning—this too is a profoundly mysterious term. The beginning of all things, the primordial chaos, the grand origin, it seems to be the source of everything.

Without a doubt, the Myriad Beginning Holy Land possesses an immortal inheritance and wondrous Dao techniques.

Then the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden stepped through the air and sat down in the void.

This Holy Maiden was surrounded by a kind of clear, spiritual light. A person within this radiance could at every moment merge with the Dao, and comprehending divine abilities and techniques would be as easy as turning over one's hand.

The Purple Mansion Holy Maiden actually possessed a special constitution.

"I too am willing to come and discuss."

Kong Quewang's chief disciple Kong Teng—this peerless genius who had once pursued Ji Haoyue—now showed a look of astonishment on his face, stepped into the void, and also found a place to sit.

"There are actually this many peerless geniuses discussing the Dao with Fang Yu?"

Seeing this scene, disciples of some great sects could no longer remain calm.

"Even Kong Teng is actually going to sit down and discuss the Dao with him—clearly Kong Teng has already sensed how fearsome Fang Yu is."

Some, seeing Kong Teng sit down, were inwardly shaken beyond measure.

Kong Teng, chief disciple of Kong Quewang, had followed Kong Quewang to cultivate. As early as several decades ago he had already cultivated to a high realm. This one was gifted with intelligence, diligent in his cultivation, and since his debut had accomplished many great deeds, earning tremendous fame among the various Holy Lands.

Especially his pursuit of the Ji Clan's not-yet-fully-grown Divine King Ji Haoyue—he nearly directly suppressed and killed this Eastern Wasteland Divine Body outright, showing just how powerful Kong Teng was.

Now, even Kong Teng had sat down.

"What a pity, what a pity I do not have this good fortune."

Not far away, a look of pitiful helplessness appeared on the Glimmering Light Holy Maiden's face. She knew her own status and could not now discuss the Dao with this Fang Yu; otherwise, once word spread, she would lose much within the Glimmering Light Holy Land.

On another side, the Glimmering Light Holy Son was surrounded by a hundred and eight rings of light, his expression unreadable, yet he too did not go to discuss the Dao, but neither did he leave.