With a bang, the entire spear completely dissipated.
It turned into a wisp of breeze, as though it had never existed.
Xiao Ye stared blankly at his empty hands, frozen where he stood.
Xu Zimo patted his shoulder, pointed at Xia Wanqing and Lin Yunhen behind him, and said to Xiao Ye,
"These two will remain at the Qianniu Dao Court from now on. You survived entirely because of them. You understand what I mean, don't you?"
After saying that, he pushed aside the stunned Xiao Ye.
He looked at Dongfang Li in the sky and asked, "Where is Great Emperor Funniu?"
"Presumptuous! You dare address the Ancestor by name?" the First Elder shouted coldly.
"Are names not meant to be called?" Xu Zimo replied.
"Otherwise, why give himself an Imperial title?"
"If you refuse to answer, I'll find him myself."
As he spoke, he turned and continued toward the Place of Dao Source.
Yet after only a few steps, several people blocked his path again.
"Luo Baichou of the Third Immortal Mountain of the Three Hundred Immortal Mountains."
"Feng Qingteng of the Second Immortal Mountain of the Three Hundred Immortal Mountains."
"Nameless of the First Immortal Mountain of the Three Hundred Immortal Mountains."
The three radiated majestic auras as they slowly stepped before Xu Zimo.
"You intend to stop me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Duty demands it. No outsider may run wild in the Place of Dao Source," Feng Qingteng said mildly.
Each of the three held a weapon. What gathered around them was not the power of Sacred Veins, but Divine Veins.
And those three forces grew ever more surging.
Like hurricanes tearing apart the heavens, they transformed into dazzling green radiance that flashed through the sky.
"Ten Thousand Things Vine!" Feng Qingteng roared.
With him at the center,