Return to the Mountain

"It can't be. Where is the ancestor?! I clearly sent the message before—why didn't the ancestor act?" The Pure Yang Immortal Sect elder's lips trembled.

Frost spread across the ground and climbed onto his feet.

No matter how he circulated his Pure Yang Qi, the ice outside continued creeping upward. Ice and flames existed in a twisted coexistence that defied common sense. Chen Luo had used the power of the Dao Integration Realm to rewrite the "Dao" of this area. Having broken through to Dao Integration for so long, his command of Dao Integration power had grown increasingly refined.

"Are you sure you sent the message?"

Chen Luo walked over and placed a hand on the Pure Yang Immortal Sect elder's shoulder.

Cold Qi spread from his palm. In less than an instant, it froze half the man's body into profound ice.

Startled by Chen Luo's reminder, the Pure Yang Immortal Sect elder abruptly flipped over his right hand, revealing the communication talisman in his palm. The talisman that had been feeding him "responses" somehow turned into a wooden board.

"Why is it a wooden board?"

The Pure Yang Immortal Sect elder's face turned ashen. At last, he understood why the sect ancestor had not acted. It was because the ancestor had never received the message he sent at all.

Bang!!

A black stone talisman flew toward the back of Chen Luo's head and exploded at his neck.

Dai He, the Pure Yang Immortal Sect's retainer and the only person in the area still able to move, brought out the treasure he had kept at the bottom of his chest. He had exchanged this talisman treasure with merit points. The power it unleashed was equivalent to a combined strike from thirty cultivators at Peak Void Return. Back then, he had