A Nascent Soul Ancestor at Twenty-Five, Unbelievable!

At dawn, the golden rooster heralded the day.

Zhao Kingdom, Hengyue Sect.

As news of the return of the Hengyue Sect's ancestor, Luo Chuan, spread throughout the Zhao Kingdom, the founders of the various major sects arrived one after another to see for themselves.

After all, Luo Chuan's talent was so outrageously high that even these old monsters felt inferior; thus, upon receiving the news, they had hurried to the Hengyue Sect without a moment's delay.

The first to arrive were the powerhouses from the Joyous Union Sect.

The man leading them appeared to be in his thirties, his face possessing an evil, handsome charm. Upon seeing Luo Chuan, he immediately said respectfully, "Chen Huan of the Joyous Union Sect, greets Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan."

The woman was dressed like a young matron; not only did she retain her charm, but her eyes were also filled with allure. Looking at Luo Chuan, she said respectfully, "Chen Yan of the Joyous Union Sect, greets Fellow Daoist."

Not long after, many more Nascent Soul Cultivators arrived one after another; these were the peak powerhouses of the Zhao Kingdom.

Among them were Wu Qingfeng, founder of Peakless Valley; Gao Qiming, founder of the Ethereal Sect; Yun Shu and Zhi Yi, founders of the Heavenly Dao Gate; and Ye Zizai, Sect Master of the Corpse Yin Sect.

These cultivators had all reached the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, the same cultivation level as Pu Nanzi had possessed, and thus held extremely high status within the Zhao Kingdom.

"I had assumed all the ancestors of the Hengyue Sect had perished on the extraterritorial battlefield. I never expected that the ancestor from those years, Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan, would have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm and even slain the founder of the Mystic Dao Sect, Pu Nanzi."

The first to speak was an old man dressed in magnificent robes. His silver hair was as white as snow, combed meticulously, and he wore an exquisite crown that added to his majesty.

This person was none other than Teng Huayuan, the ancestor of the Zhao Kingdom's Teng Clan, who possessed a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation.

Teng Huayuan's strength was the weakest among the group, but his mind was the sharpest. He understood that maintaining a good relationship with a powerhouse was, for the Teng Clan, a matter of absolute benefit with no drawbacks.

Wu Qingfeng, founder of Peakless Valley, stepped forward with an indifferent expression. "Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan, you killed the Mystic Dao Sect's founder, Pu Nanzi, without authorization and claimed the Mystic Dao Sect for yourself. Isn't that a bit too excessive?"

According to their rules, unless a sect had no Nascent Soul Cultivator guarding it, the major sects were not allowed to destroy others at will.

Now that Luo Chuan had killed Pu Nanzi, causing all the resources of the Mystic Dao Sect to fall to the Hengyue Sect, the Hengyue Sect's strength already far exceeded that of the other sects.

Luo Chuan nodded. "Fellow Daoist Wu Qingfeng, the cultivation world is built on the law of the jungle. Are you suggesting that only Pu Nanzi was allowed to move against us, while I, This Seat, was not allowed to resist?"

Wu Qingfeng's expression grew grave, a trace of imperceptible coldness flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Pu Nanzi was, after all, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and they had all maintained decent relationships with him. Now that he had been killed, it would naturally stir up dissatisfaction among many cultivators.

"Fellow Daoists, please calm down."

Just then, Teng Huayuan, holding his Soul Banner, walked over with a smile. "Pu Nanzi being killed simply means he met his destined calamity; it cannot be blamed on anyone else."

"Besides, don't forget that Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan is the youngest Nascent Soul Cultivator in our Zhao Kingdom. His future achievements are limitless, perhaps even reaching the ethereal Spirit Transformation Realm."

"If he can break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, it would be an absolute benefit to the sects of our Zhao Kingdom, with no downsides whatsoever."

The other Nascent Soul powerhouses looked at one another and nodded in succession, clearly agreeing with Teng Huayuan's words.

If Luo Chuan could reach the Spirit Transformation Realm and preside over the nation for another hundred years, the Zhao Kingdom would advance to a Level 4 cultivation nation, increasing the country's overall strength.

For all these Nascent Soul powerhouses, this represented unimaginable resources, and it might even provide them with the chance to ascend to the Spirit Transformation Realm themselves.

Luo Chuan swept his gaze over the Nascent Soul Cultivators present and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoists, I invited you all here today simply to improve relations between our sects."

"There is also one other matter."

As Luo Chuan's voice fell, the ancestors of each sect stopped what they were doing and instinctively looked toward him, not understanding what he intended to say.

Luo Chuan slowly stood up, one hand behind his back. Surging energy, like a raging sea, continuously spread outward. Wherever it passed, the void on both sides instantly distorted and changed.

Upon sensing the energy radiating from Luo Chuan's body, everyone, including Teng Huayuan, wore expressions of disbelief.

They had originally assumed Luo Chuan was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, but it appeared now that this man had actually broken through to the Nascent Soul Late Stage.

Was this even the limit of what a human could achieve?

"Nascent Soul Late Stage... A twenty-five-year-old Nascent Soul Late Stage, how is this possible!"

Wu Qingfeng and the others collapsed to the ground, their eyes wide as bells, staring at the Luo Chuan before them with expressions of sheer terror.

Such a young Nascent Soul Late Stage powerhouse was unheard of across the entire Vermilion Bird Planet, let alone among old monsters like them who had only reached the Nascent Soul Realm after hundreds of years.

"Fellow Daoists, This Seat is not a bloodthirsty person. I am merely warning you: the Hengyue Sect is no longer the Hengyue Sect of the past. Even if the ancestors have all perished, it is not a sect that you are qualified to covet."

In an instant, the Nascent Soul Cultivators in the hall felt their hearts tremble. For no apparent reason, they found it difficult to breathe; their faces flushed red, and bloodshot veins appeared in their eyes.

Including Teng Huayuan and the others, every Nascent Soul expert in the Zhao Kingdom felt their hearts leap with fear as Luo Chuan's voice finished, their Nascent Souls nearly collapsing.

They had no doubt that if the other party released his spiritual pressure for even a moment longer, their own Nascent Souls would be unable to withstand the immense pressure and would shatter on their own.

Ye Zizai, Sect Master of the Corpse Yin Sect, was equally terrified. Is this the prodigy Luo Chuan who shook the Vermilion Bird Planet years ago? With this kind of strength, the entire Zhao Kingdom is likely as fragile as an ant before him.

The cultivation world had always been one of deceit and the law of the jungle; only those with strong enough fists could survive. As for the weak, they could only survive in the cultivation world by pleasing the strong.

Seeing that the point had been made, Luo Chuan withdrew his energy, turned, and sat back down in his chair, swirling the teacup in his hand.

Teng Huayuan wiped the sweat from his cheek and coughed lightly. "I never expected you to have reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage. I am in awe."

The cultivation world always respected the strong. Although Luo Chuan was only in his twenties, he was a Nascent Soul Late Stage powerhouse, so his seniority was higher than everyone else present.

Addressing Luo Chuan as a senior was only natural.

Wu Qingfeng wiped the sweat from his cheek, his throat bobbing as he thought to himself:

It is fortunate that I did not directly contradict him just now... otherwise, my Peakless Valley would have ended up like the Mystic Dao Sect, becoming a vassal to the Hengyue Sect...

Chen Yan, the Sect Master of the Joyous Union Sect, licked her cherry lips as she looked at Luo Chuan, her heart filled with a flutter of desire for this man.