Chapter 209: A Reason That Cannot Be Refused

"Boom..."

Gazing into the distance, boundless golden light bloomed, spewing forth auspicious clouds that pressed against the entire heavens and earth.

Immediately following, a massive figure manifested, solemn and grave, compassionate and sacred.

It was a colossal divine statue, golden throughout, sitting cross-legged in the void, taller than the mountains.

"The Western Sect Leader has arrived so quickly!" Mengchen's expression was grave.

It was a massive Dharma Image that descended from the horizon and rapidly condensed into a sixteen-foot Golden Body, crystalline and brilliant, arriving at high speed while holding a piece of Green Bamboo as thick as a thumb.

"Supreme God Treasury, stay behind!" A deep voice shook the heavens and earth.

The Western Sect Leader radiated the aura of the Great Dao, his entire body glowing with intense golden light, as if a great sun had descended straight onto the earth.

He wanted to suppress that giant turtle!

"Stay behind...!"

Purple energy came from the east, and a roar echoed from the depths of the clouds; a humanoid creature appeared with purple wings on its back, and a pair of terrifying golden horns grew from its head.

His figure was like a pillar supporting the sky, extremely tall, and in his hand, he gripped a massive flowing-silver spear, which he thrust straight down as if to nail the giant turtle to the earth in one stroke.

"Hum hum hum hum..."

"It is actually a titan of the Purple Gold Dragon Sparrow clan; he has actually been stirred into action." Above the void, Lao Pixiu said, trembling.

For even a Heavenly God to feel such awe, what a formidable existence that must be! "Back then, a Supreme appeared in this Purple Gold Dragon Sparrow clan, making the clan prosperous for a time, its fame spreading across the Three Thousand Dao Provinces. But after that Supreme went to the No Man's Land and fell, the clan suffered revenge from countless old enemies. Later, this Purple Gold Dragon Sparrow senior suddenly rose up and slaughtered the clans of all his enemies, leaving not even a chicken or dog alive! Thinking back to that time, it still makes one's heart palpitate!" On the other side, the Old Golden Monkey recalled with a solemn face, his expression toward the creature in the distant sky filled with terror.

"It is actually him!" Hearing the fearful voices of the two Heavenly Gods in the sky, Qingyi furrowed her willow-leaf brows, as if she had associated it with something.

"You know him too!" Mengchen looked at Qingyi and said.

As Qingyi looked back, seeing his serious expression and that he was sincerely seeking knowledge, she parted her small lips and said: "In the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, this person once had a nickname: Miezuezi!"

"Miezuezi! Just hearing that, he doesn't sound like a kind soul!" After hearing this, Mengchen looked toward the distant Miezuezi with great gravity.

Beside him, Xiaohuang, Xiyao, and Heizi also felt a sense of gravity in their hearts upon hearing this.

"He! He is devoid of humanity; he exterminates people's descendants before killing them, hence he earned this nickname," Qingyi finally murmured.

"However, he also has one merit: if people do not bully him, he will never bully them. The reason he has the title Miezuezi is also because those people once slaughtered the Purple Gold Dragon Sparrow clan and nearly wiped them out." At this time, Jinmao Shizi, carrying the Buddha Son of the Western Sect, slowly approached Mengchen and the others, speaking as he came.

"In that case, it is within reason," Mengchen said, looking back.

"Fellow Daoist, your methods earlier were very strong; you actually broke my Golden Body Dharma Image. This Buddha Son admits defeat!" The Buddha Son arrived, pressed his palms together, and nodded toward Mengchen.

"You overpraise me. If there is nothing else, we shall take our leave now," Mengchen said politely.

He wanted to leave this place as soon as possible; the Western Sect Leader had already appeared, and he knew he possessed multiple Ten Fiends techniques.

Facing the temptation of the Ten Fiends techniques, there was no telling if he was human or a ghost, so it was best not to meet, thus avoiding the need to walk on thin ice after an encounter.

"Fellow Daoist, please go ahead! I look forward to competing with you again at the Three Thousand Provinces Genius Battle," the Buddha Son nodded again, appearing very magnanimous and humble.

"Good! Then we shall meet again if fate allows!" After Mengchen returned the salute with cupped hands, he called for Xiaohuang, Heizi, Qingyi, and Xiyao, and the four of them fled in one direction.

They chose to bypass the Western Sect Leader ahead by a wide margin; they did not fly for fear of attracting attention, and began to gallop once they were further away.

During the gallop, Mengchen looked at Xiaohuang and said: "Xiaohuang, do you have any way to contact Feng Lao?"

"In this Upper Realm, True Gods, Heavenly Gods, and Sect Leader-level powerhouses appear at every turn. If it continues like this, it will be hard for us to cultivate!"

"If Feng Lao were here, we wouldn't have to be so timid. Like this Supreme God Treasury, perhaps we could even fight for it."

Upon hearing this, Xiaohuang turned her head and replied: "Master, I tried before, but unfortunately, I cannot contact Feng Lao."

"Alright!"

Mengchen felt somewhat disappointed. Clearly, this answer caused the sliver of hope in his heart to vanish. It seemed he would have to continue bumping around like a headless fly, and upon seeing powerhouses above the True God level, he would still have to keep his tail between his legs.

"Roar..."

"That is the roar of the giant turtle. Could it have been suppressed?!" Mengchen said, his heart shaken.

All five of them were startled by the giant turtle's sound and turned their heads to look while galloping, only to see that at this moment, the Western Sect Leader's sixteen-foot Golden Body and Miezuezi's giant silver spear had already ruthlessly suppressed the four legs of the massive giant turtle into the ground.

The boundless golden light and the thrust of that peerless spear made the giant turtle seem to wail and roar, a sound that shook the world, as if it had spread through the Nine Heavens.

But as the giant turtle's roar became heavier, the Ancient Palace on its back opened on its own, releasing bursts of brilliant and hazy immortal mist.

Although the immortal mist appeared light, as it continued to spread, it enveloped the entire giant turtle, as if giving it boundless power.

"Roar..."

With the immortal mist covering its body, it roared again, its entire body instantly becoming dazzling. The four limbs that had been pressed into the ground were pulled out, and as they stepped on the ground, the plain instantly cracked into countless fissures. These cracks spread extremely fast, soon reaching where Mengchen and the others were, forcing them to fly high into the sky. As far as the eye could see, the land was cracking, and as the fissures grew larger, it began to collapse piece by piece, eventually becoming a boundless abyss.

Although the ground beneath their feet had collapsed and turned into an endless abyss, the giant turtle still stepped there and did not fall into the abyss.

"Roar..."

It let out another giant roar, and a great power diffused from its back, directly rebounding the Western Sect Leader and Miezuezi into the endless void.

Then the giant turtle took a step, covering a thousand miles in an instant, and subsequently leaped into a suddenly appearing spatial wormhole, departing completely.

On the distant horizon, the sixteen-foot Golden Body and the figure like a pillar supporting the sky stood, gazing blankly at the place where the giant turtle had disappeared.

Miezuezi put away the giant spear in his hand and said somewhat gloomily: "Fellow Daoist, even with you and me joining forces, we could not keep this Supreme God Treasury. Is this something that cannot be obtained?"

"Perhaps we have no fate with it! Fellow Daoist, I have other matters, so I shall take my leave."

Afterward, Miezuezi bid farewell to the Western Sect Leader, and with a flap of the wings on his back, he left in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

After the Western Sect Leader watched alone for a moment, he flashed to the side of the Buddha Son in an instant.

"Master!" The Buddha Son immediately jumped off the back of the Old Golden Monkey and bowed in greeting, while the Old Golden Monkey beside him prostrated directly on the ground.

The two Heavenly Gods above the horizon also descended to the ground instantly and, together with their grandsons, greeted very respectfully: "Greetings, Western Sect Leader!"

"Enough, rise!" The majestic and treasure-radiating Western Sect Leader said indifferently. His voice sounded quite sacred, as if it could penetrate a person's soul.

"Return to wherever you came from."

The Western Sect Leader spoke again, as if issuing a decree, causing the two Heavenly Gods to bow and retreat a hundred paces with their grandsons before turning and disappearing into the horizon.

"Disciple, come, follow your master to invite a little friend," the Western Sect Leader said to the Buddha Son before him.

"What little friend? To make you, Master, use the word 'invite'." The Buddha Son was very puzzled.

However, the Western Sect Leader did not allow for any argument; he released a precious light, wrapped it around the Buddha Son and his mount, and vanished from that place.

At this moment, Mengchen and the others were flying through the void, already a great distance from where they had been before.

Yet suddenly, a brilliant and dazzling golden light bloomed ahead, revealing the figures of the Western Sect Leader, the Buddha Son, and his mount, which gave Mengchen and the others a sudden shock.

"In the end, one cannot escape the investigation of such a powerhouse!" Mengchen thought to himself with a hint of alarm, while the four people beside him, including Qingyi, all became grave.

"Little friend! You and I can be considered old acquaintances; why do you turn and leave upon seeing me? Have I offended you in some way, little friend, to make you so unwelcoming?" The Western Sect Leader sat cross-legged there, resembling a Golden Body, devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, yet his tone was very easygoing.

"It is actually him! Is Master an old acquaintance of his?" The Buddha Son was even more confused.

Hearing this, the Jinmao Shizi nearby nearly wet himself in fear; he had just spoken disrespectfully to this "old acquaintance" of the Sect Leader! "Sect Leader, you jest; how would this youngster dare to be so arrogant?" Mengchen said with a bow and a smile. Now that Gangzi, Feng Lao, and the others were not around, he had to behave himself while facing a titan from the Upper Realm with Xiaohuang and the others!

"Then I shall be bold and invite you, little friend, and your friends here to move your carriage and come to my Western Sect dojo for a chat!" the Western Sect Leader continued.

Upon hearing this, Mengchen felt somewhat troubled; if they went, it would likely be like a sheep entering a tiger's den! Seeming to notice Mengchen's hesitation, the Western Sect Leader continued: "Little friend, you once entrusted me with looking after Jinchanzi. Since that day, I have brought him to the Upper Realm. He is currently in my dojo; do you not intend to go and see him?"

"He has also come to the Upper Realm?"

This news truly gave Mengchen a start.

"Indeed! It has been nearly two months since I brought Jinchanzi to the Upper Realm. In these two months, all the resources in our sect have been opened to him, and his strength has increased significantly. Are you really not going to take a look, little friend?" the Western Sect Leader said.

Since it concerned Lao Tuzi, Mengchen could not find a reason to refuse.

It could be said that without Jinchanzi, there would be no Mengchen; the grace of Jinchanzi's upbringing and guidance left him with no choice but to make a decision.

Furthermore, if this Western Sect Leader had malicious intent toward him at this moment, he would likely be unable to resist anyway.

"Very well! Then I shall have to trouble the Sect Leader."

Mengchen bowed, showing even greater respect toward the Western Sect Leader.

If it were truly as he said, and Lao Tuzi had received his blessings, then he should indeed thank him properly.

Following this, Mengchen suppressed the defenses he held against him deep in his heart.

Beside him, Xiyao, Heizi, Qingyi, and Xiaohuang all had a bad premonition in their hearts, but because the Western Sect Leader was right before them, they could not show it, nor could they speak to Mengchen about it.

They also knew that given the current situation, there was likely no other choice but to go.

"Then, little friend! Let us set off now!" the Western Sect Leader said.

"Mm!" Mengchen replied.

Subsequently, under the illumination of the Western Sect Leader's boundless golden light, they vanished from that place.

(End of this chapter)