Immortal Gate

They laughed and chatted for a short while.

Wang Yan was absent-minded, casting her gaze into the formation from time to time with fighting spirit rising in her eyes.

Two hundred years of secluded cultivation had brought progress like divine intervention, and now that immortal venerables and heavenly venerables had proactively delivered themselves to her doorstep, Wang Yan inevitably felt her hands itching for a fight.

Chen Jichuan looked toward his wife and said helplessly, "Go on if you want to."

"I was just looking for someone to test my sword on."

"Since they've delivered themselves to our doorstep, it would be a shame not to fight."

Having her thoughts seen through, Wang Yan did not act coy. She smiled at Immortal Venerable Yu Ming and the other two, saying, "Pardon me for a moment, Dongning."

"Please go ahead, Fellow Daoist."

Immortal Venerable Yu Ming was also quite expectant, wanting to see just how formidable this Heavenly Venerable Dongning truly was.

Upon Pagoda-Bearing Peak.

Wang Yan stood up and drew her sword, stepping into the formation.

"Myriad Shadows Heavenly Venerable."

Celestial Venerable Shan Hua saw the opponent Wang Yan had chosen. "Myriad Shadows Heavenly Venerable hails from the Shadow Clan and attained the Dao seventeen hundred thousand years ago. His body is swift as a shadow, and he can split into ten thousand illusory bodies where true and false are indistinguishable. He is a formidable adversary."

Her cultivation level was on par with Myriad Shadows Heavenly Venerable, and she had attained the Dao even earlier than him, yet she had no certainty of defeating the latter—at best, they would fight to a standstill.

Celestial Venerable Shan Hua straightened her posture, watching intently.

Within the formation.

Myriad Shadows Heavenly Venerable's figure was like a ghost, with lingering afterimages stepping out of