Mount Yu's Choice, the Sect Leader Election
The Qiangliang Demon God held up the sky with one hand and pulled it down violently, seemingly tearing the entire heavens down. As the sky tilted, thunder roared. An endless Thunder Prison enveloped the Bloodspring and the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts together.
Boom!
Thunder roared and lightning flashed.
"Not good!"
The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts landed in the middle, surrounded by thunder from all sides. With no way in front and no way behind, he cried out inwardly.
With a gritted teeth.
A bamboo shoot appeared in his hand. The bamboo shoot was as black as ink and emitted a foul stench. The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts chanted an incantation, formed hand seals, and hurled the bamboo shoot forward—
Boom!
The black bamboo shoot immediately burst open, releasing endless poisonous miasma, Resentment Qi, and sins—all the most evil things in the world were contained within it—and actually tore a gap in the Thunder Prison.
"You wicked scoundrel."
"The ancestor will surely avenge us for what we have done today!"
The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts was filled with rage and spoke with chilling malice.
This black bamboo shoot was a Cave Spirit Bamboo Shoot that he obtained from a strange place. It took him three hundred years to travel all over the Southern Borderlands of the East Sinking Continent, refining countless poisonous miasmas, poisonous creatures, and filthy energies before finally achieving its goal.
It was his most precious treasure for saving his life.
Normally, even when faced with an opportunity to use the Spirit Bamboo Shoot for a surprise victory, the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts would be reluctant to use it. This time, however, he was caught in an undeserved calamity, immediately met with a powerful enemy's relentless barrage of attacks, forcing him to throw out the Spirit Bamboo Shoot to save his life. How could the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts not be furious?!
The sound was chilling and reverberated in all directions.
The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts moved swiftly, stepping out of the opening torn open by the Spirit Bamboo Shoot and escaping the Thunder Prison. His figure blurred, flashing with blood and black light, as he prepared to unleash his escape technique and flee.
However.
For some reason, countless lights burst forth haphazardly before my eyes.
The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts raised his eyes and saw two demon gods in front of him, whose auras were completely different from those of the Thunder Demon God just now, yet they were faintly connected.
It had a human face and a tiger's body, with a long sword in its mouth. With a flap of its wings, thousands of Sword Qi swept in like Celestial River, surrounding it from all directions.
A human with a snake's tail, holding a miniature mountain peak exuding an ancient and boundless aura in his hands. Without any apparent movement, the miniature mountain peak suddenly slipped from his hands and transformed into an ancient mountain in mid-air.
Rumble!
It slammed down fiercely towards the face of the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts.
"It's over!"
The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts was surrounded by Sword Qi, and the mountains in the sky sealed off the void. A sense of despair welled up in his heart.
The next moment.
Boom!
As the mountain fell, the body of the renowned and powerful Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts, whose Evil Method was extraordinary, collapsed and instantly turned into a pile of flesh.
He died.
It shimmered with Golden Light.
The Golden Core elixir burst forth, carrying the soul of the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts as it prepared to flee.
"Where are you going!"
As Lu Qingfeng's voice rang out, a faint light appeared in the sky, carrying away the Golden Core and the soul of the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts was almost at the Primordial Spirit stage, and disappeared.
The aftershocks were immense.
The three demon gods, Houtu, Rushou, Qiangliang, all crashed into Lu Qingfeng's body and disappeared.
Lu Qingfeng, holding a scroll of the Dutian Dark Nether Strategies, stepped onto the Cloud-Peak Step and fled far beyond the heavens.
East Sinking Continent.
Southern Borderlands.
Blackwater Mountain.
Lu Qingfeng and Yun Luo sat facing each other.
Yun Luo's gaze shifted, but remained fixed on Lu Qingfeng.
"Why are you looking at me like that, Senior Sister?"
Lu Qingfeng looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask.
Yun Luo's eyes shimmered as she slowly said, "Junior Brother, do you know that a few days ago, in the Sea of No Delusion to the west, the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts was killed?"
I've heard a little about it.
"It is said that the person who made the move was extremely powerful, and killed the renowned Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts in the blink of an eye."
Lu Qingfeng nodded slightly and said.
Yun Luo looked at Lu Qingfeng, paused for a moment after hearing this, and then continued, "These are turbulent times. Less than a month after the Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts was killed, the Shenshi Mountain was flooded for thousands of miles, and Gongsun Luan of the Golden Lotus Sect Gongsun Luan was killed. Fuhuo Mountain has become a battlefield, and a powerful expert who is proficient in the art of Body Refinement killed the Xunfeng Great Demon deep within Fuhuo Mountain. To the east, the sword Sword Qi Celestial River of Yanqing Ridge swept across the sky, and Jian Zhang of the Bloodspring Demon Sect Jian Zhang was no match for it and was swept into the Sword River and died."
The Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts in the Sea of No Delusion.
Gongsun Luan of Shenshi Mountain.
The Great Demon of the Fuhuo Mountain Xunfeng.
Yanqing Ridge Jian Zhang.
These four were all top-tier masters of evil sects and demonic Demon Dao, each a powerful demon or evil spirit at the Nascent Primordial Spirit Realm. Yet, within a mere month, they all perished one after another.
In a short time.
The entire Southern Borderlands region, along with the Sea of No Delusion, was shaken.
Demons and monsters from all directions terrify everyone.
This has made the already chaotic situation even more turbulent.
"This matter has caused quite a stir."
"Although I was in seclusion, I learned about it from other sources afterwards."
Lu Qingfeng looked at Yun Luo and couldn't help but smile, "Senior Sister, please feel free to speak your mind."
He was smiling, appearing harmless.
Upon seeing this, a strange light flashed deep in Yun Luo's eyes. He shook his head and said, "It's nothing. It's just that Blackwater Mountain has been attacked from three sides, and the Primordial Spirit cultivators in the middle have been killed. I'm worried that they might target Blackwater Mountain next time, so I came to remind you, Junior Brother."
"I see."
Lu Qingfeng suddenly realized, and laughed loudly upon hearing this, waving his hands repeatedly, "Senior Sister, don't worry. Those people clearly bypassed my Blackwater Mountain when they made their move. They must either be upholding the righteous path and only attacking demons, or they are afraid of the Divine Thunder Pellet and Thunderclap Pellet in my possession. There is nothing to fear."
They didn't take it seriously.
"It's good that you know what's going on, junior brother."
Yun Luo raced, and she wanted to say something, but ultimately she held back.
Lu Qingfeng watched.
The surface was calm.
He chuckled inwardly, his gaze seemingly casually drifting towards the distant sky.
Just then.
A beam of light descended from the heavens, landing before Lu Qingfeng and Yun Luo. The Golden Light shone brightly; upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be a decree.
The decree was issued.
Above him was a man, his face wrinkled like an old tree.
It was none other than the True Immortal Ronghong.
Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng immediately stood up and greeted his master, saying, "Disciple Qing Yuanzi greets Master."
Yun Luo stood up, glanced at the decree bearing the True Immortal Ronghong, and bowed slightly as a sign of respect.
Even the True Immortal Ronghong didn't care.
He said to the Human Path, "Gu Xuan has made progress in his enlightenment and is about to go into seclusion to comprehend the secrets of heaven and break through to the realm of True Immortal. There are many complicated matters within the sect, and we cannot be without a sect leader for even a day. After discussing with Senior Brother Tongxuan and Junior Brother Guangning, I have decided to select one of you from among the disciples of the Primordial Spirit stage to serve as the sect leader and take charge of the affairs of our sect."
Above the clouds.
Under the Vast Wisdom Tree.
The Three True Immortals of the Mount Yu Sect—
Tongxuan, Ronghong, Guangning sat around the table.
The True Immortal Tongxuan had a ruddy complexion, wore tattered clothes, a six-inch belt, wore a boot on one foot and was barefoot on the other, and was quite unruly.
His eyes fell upon the Blackwater Mountains below the clouds.
Only after the Golden Light of the decree in the mountain faded did he withdraw his gaze.
His gaze shifted to the two True Immortals, Ronghong and Guangning. "The ones who killed Bai Gui Rogue Person, Jian Zhang, Gongsun Luan, and Xunfeng Chedi Zhu a few days ago, apart from the one in the Sea of No Delusion whose origins are unknown, were: one with exceptional swordsmanship, who should be from the 'Nine True Immortal Sword Sect'; another who was proficient in both water and Thunder Method, who should be from the 'Azure Sea Void Palace'; and the last one, who was unparalleled in battle and tore Xunfeng apart, came from the 'Heavenly Gate of Battle'."
The voice of the True Immortal Tongxuan was loud and clear, echoing among the clouds.
The two True Immortals, Ronghong and Guangning, exchanged a glance.
Then True Immortal Tongxuan continued, "Among the Nine True Immortal Sword Sect, one of the three great immortal sects of the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court, there is a 'Patriarch Yiyuan,' Dual Mastery of Alchemy and Artifice, and whose swordsmanship is extraordinary. Many True Immortals and Primordial Spirits from the three great immortal sects have received his guidance, and he has good connections everywhere."
Among his friends was the 'Patriarch Golden Light' of the Azure Sea Void Palace, whose Thunder Method was extraordinary and who was skilled at capturing all kinds of thunder from the heavens, the earth, and the sea.
The two often sat down to discuss philosophy, and their close disciples provided guidance to each other.
True Immortal Guangning understood True Immortal Tongxuan's meaning and said, "Qing Yuanzi's swordsmanship is remarkable, and his alchemy and weapon crafting skills are both at the seventh level. He also possesses various methods for controlling lightning."
Whether those three cultivators from the three major immortal sects who could easily kill each other were instigated by Qing Yuanzi spontaneously eliminated threats for him, it all proves—
This child's background is definitely not simple.
They may have come from the 'Patriarch Yiyuan' of the Nine True Immortal Sword Sect, or from the 'Patriarch Golden Light' of the Azure Sea Void Palace.
Cultivators of the Primordial Spirit realm possess vast supernatural Divine Ability and numerous life-saving Divine Abilities, making them difficult to kill unless they fall into the hands of Mahayana True Immortal.
The deaths of four Primordial Spirit cultivators in the Southern Borderlands drew the attention of True Immortal Guangning and others.
What a coincidence!
Of the four Primordial Spirit cultivators, three had grudges against Qing Yuanzi.
Based on the traces of the battles in the three locations, we can basically guess the identity of the person who made the move.
A series of coincidences came together.
This made the three of them even more certain of Qing Yuanzi's identity.
"It is basically confirmed that Qing Yuanzi came from the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court."
"But we have no way of knowing his identity in the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court, or whether he is a disciple of the 'Patriarch Yiyuan' of the Nine True Immortal Sword Sect or the 'Patriarch Golden Light' of the Azure Sea Void Palace."
True Immortal Ronghong frowned slightly and looked at True Immortal Tongxuan beside him, "Senior Brother, do you think we should appoint this boy as the leader of our Mount Yu Sect?"
True Immortal Guangning listened and also looked at True Immortal Tongxuan.
But then he saw that the True Immortal Tongxuan had a smile on his face and bright eyes. Without thinking, he said, "Ancient Sorrow is about to annex Chunshen. Most of the other Ancient Sorrow cultivators in the sect have clear identities, but their status is not high and their luck is too shallow. Even if they are made sect leaders, it will not mean much to the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court."
Instead of doing that, we should place our bets on Qing Yuanzi.
If Qing Yuanzi truly is a disciple of those two, we will elevate him to the position of sect leader, placing him in charge of one of the six top immortal sects in Chunshen Nine Provinces, wielding immense power. At that time, with the merging of the two realms, Qing Yuanzi will enjoy boundless fortune, and his future path of cultivation will undoubtedly be smooth sailing.
The Patriarch Yiyuan, the Patriarch Golden Light, and the immortal sects and Heavenly Court behind them all owe a debt of gratitude to my Mount Yu Sect, which can be considered a great gift to those who have pledged allegiance to Ancient Sorrow.
On the contrary.
If we bet on the wrong thing, we have no other choice. It's just a sect leader position and three Immortal Crystals, after all.
The True Immortal Tongxuan of Profound Understanding sees things clearly.
Although his words were fluent, they were inevitably filled with a sense of helplessness.
A major upheaval is imminent.
This is already the best option.
Regardless of the circumstances, when the two realms merge, the Mount Yu Sect, rooted in the Chun Shen Chunshen Realm, will be caught in the turbulent changes of heaven and earth, and the Mount Yu Sect will not escape its fate. Countless cultivators within the sect will suffer losses of their fortune. With the Disha, the backlash of fortune, and all sorts of calamities looming, the number of deaths and injuries will be immense.
At its weakest moment, it was utterly unable to withstand Ancient Sorrow's offensive.
Those who understand the times are wise.
If you don't want the Mount Yu lineage to die out, you might as well decisively find a powerful backer.
Like the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court.
After listening, True Immortal Ronghong remained silent for a long time before raising his head and slowly saying, "In that case, Qingyuan will be chosen as the sect leader in this election."
Tongxuan and Guangning exchanged a glance, nodded in unison, and said—
"Good."