Are We the Target?
The Wuji Sacred Sect and the True Person Southern Dipper.
The once vibrant and thriving peach orchard now exudes a somber atmosphere, as if weighed down by leaden clouds.
In a clearing in the forest, the True Person Southern Dipper stood with his long beard flying, radiating a vast and boundless life force.
The emerald green bamboo staff floated in the air, causing thousands of peach trees in the entire peach grove to sway. Each peach tree peeled away a strand of the purest vitality and essence, which transformed into countless pink and white light spots, like rivers flowing into the sea, surging towards the center of the temple.
There, suspended in the air, was a head—the very head of True Person Qianxin!
His head and face were ashen white, his eyes were tightly closed, and his breath was extremely weak. Only a sliver of light between his brows remained, thanks to the efforts of the True Person Southern Dipper.
The essence of countless peach trees converged, painstakingly and inch by inch, reshaping the neck beneath the head.
The outline of the torso and limbs.
The process was slow and painful, and it was heartbreaking to watch.
Beside True Person Southern Dipper, Black Mountain True Person stood with his hands behind his back. His tall figure was like a silent mountain, and his face showed no emotion. Only in the depths of his deep-set eyes did a faint, almost imperceptible light occasionally flash.
True Person Heisha stood a short distance behind him, his eyes showing a strange expression, but he remained silent.
Around them, almost all the core True Person of the Holy Sect, including True Person Qingli, True Person True Person Yang Cuan, True Person Mingyu True Person Xuancheng, were gathered. Each of them had a gloomy expression on their face and were watching True Person Southern Dipper cast his spell with heavy eyes.
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.
The news that the four missions had been almost completely wiped out weighed heavily on everyone's hearts. The dangers in the south were beyond everyone's expectations.
Amidst this deathly silence and solemnity.
A deep blue rainbow streaked across the sky, ignoring the restrictions surrounding the peach grove, and landed directly inside the training ground.
The Flowing Light faded, revealing Qi Yun's figure.
Three years had passed, and he was still wearing that dark blue Daoist robe.
As his robes billowed, his aura, though not deliberately released, revealed a sense of composure and unfathomable depth.
Upon landing, his gaze immediately fell upon the head of True Person Qianxin, Liaozheng physical reconstruction. His pupils contracted slightly before returning to calm.
But the aura around him seemed to grow even colder.
His arrival immediately drew everyone's attention.
Just then, a slightly shrill voice rang out. "Oh, isn't this our busy Master Great True Person, who oversees the construction of the [Northern Defense Grand Formation]?"
"What, you actually have time today to come back to the sect?"
The speaker was standing on the side of the Black Mountain True Person's camp.
A gaunt-faced, sinister-looking True Person named True Person Fushan has never been on good terms with Qi Yun's faction.
Seeing Qi Yun return and noticing the heavy atmosphere in the room, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
This implies that Qi Yun was only concerned with reaping benefits outside the sect, and only arrived late when trouble struck.
However, before he could finish speaking...
Qi Yun didn't even turn his head to look at him, but merely glanced indifferently at the source of the sound.
It was just that ordinary, unremarkable glance!
True Person Fushan felt as if he had been struck hard in the chest by an invisible hammer. His whole body trembled violently, his face turned pale instantly, and he let out a muffled groan that he couldn't suppress.
He stumbled back three steps before barely managing to steady himself, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth!
He suddenly looked up, his gaze towards Qi Yun filled with utter horror and disbelief.
Just one glance!
Without even using any Law Power Divine Ability, the invisible pressure and Dao intent contained in just a glance were enough to instantly injure a Foundation Establishment True Person!
At this moment, the entire Peach Blossom Forest Dojo was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the True Person who noticed this scene, regardless of which side they were on, were shocked and intimidated.
The gazes directed at the figure in the deep blue Daoist robe were filled with shock and apprehension.
The supreme power has become so profound----
Qi Yun acted as if he had done something insignificant, his gaze returning to True Person Southern Dipper and True Person Qianxin. He bowed slightly to True Person Southern Dipper, his voice calm and even. "Uncle-Master, Qi Yun has returned."
"Okay, let's wait."
True Person Southern Dipper, who was reshaping the physical body of True Person Qianxin, nodded almost imperceptibly upon hearing Qi Yun's voice.
Upon hearing this, Qi Yun said no more and obediently stepped aside, standing quietly to wait.
His dark blue Daoist robe hung down naturally, and though he remained silent, he possessed an aura that was impossible to ignore.
True Person Chiyang and True Person Qingli exchanged a glance and silently moved their feet. Others, such as True Person Yang Cuan True Person Xuancheng, also quietly stood slightly to the side behind Qi Yun.
This subtle gesture implicitly demonstrated their stance and support.
However, not long after Qi Yun was established.
A gaze, almost tangible, was fixed firmly on him.
Qi Yun seemed to sense something, and slowly raised his lowered eyelids, his clear and calm gaze meeting the imposing, prison-like stare.
Two pairs of eyes met in mid-air.
There were no sparks flying, no Law Power collisions.
But in that instant, the air around the two of them seemed to freeze.
The peach petals falling from the sky hovered eerily in mid-air, and even the fine dust on the ground stopped moving.
An invisible, suffocating pressure spread out.
The sight caused several nearby cultivators with slightly weaker True Person levels to catch their breath and instinctively take a half-step back.
The gaze of the Black Mountain True Person contained the immense pressure of Foundation Establishment Late Stage Great True Person and the domineering will of someone who had long held a superior position.
The attempt to penetrate Qi Yun's defenses and uncover its secrets carries a sense of scrutiny and inquiry.
Qi Yun's gaze, however, was like a deep, clear well, both clear and profound.
Faced with the overwhelming pressure that would cause Foundation Establishment Middle Stage True Person to lose their composure, he simply looked back calmly.
Beneath that calm lies absolute confidence stemming from the [Supreme Dao Foundation], and a profound foundation accumulated from wielding the power of the [Northern Defense Grand Formation].
It is the profound character honed by three years of trials and tribulations.
One is like a raging iceberg, crushing down.
One is like the boundless deep sea, encompassing all things.
The silent exchange of their gazes was more chilling than any verbal conflict.
True Person Chiyang frowned, his body shrouded in faint, radiant Chiyang True Qi. True Person Qingli's fingers curled slightly within her sleeve.
After a few breaths.
A faint ripple passed through the deep-set eyes of Black Mountain True Person. He slowly withdrew his gaze and looked back at True Person Southern Dipper, who was casting a spell, as if nothing had happened.
Qi Yun naturally lowered his eyes, as if he had only glanced at it casually.
The frozen air began to flow again, and the suspended peach petals continued to fall.
The surging life force intertwined with the primal power of thousands of peach trees, and the outline of the flesh formed by countless pink and white light spots became clearer and clearer.
Bone and muscle remodeling, blood circulation regeneration.
The skin gradually becomes plump and radiant.
As the last wisp of life merged in, a physical body identical to that of True Person Qianxin was fully formed, quietly floating in mid-air, perfectly connected with that pale head.
The True Person Southern Dipper's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he pointed his fingers like a sword, pointing at the floating emerald green bamboo staff from a distance.
The bamboo staff emitted a clear, melodious hum, and a stream of cyan Flowing Light, refined to its extreme and containing the supreme Daoist essence that could awaken the Divine Soul, suddenly fell into the faint spiritual light between the True Person Qianxin!
"If you don't wake up now, when will you?"
The True Person Southern Dipper's clear shout, like a spring thunderclap, echoed through the peach grove, carrying an irresistible awakening power.
The moment the words left his mouth, True Person Qianxin's tightly closed eyelids twitched violently.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes.
However, those eyes initially held a hint of bewilderment and weakness after the physical body had been reconstructed.
But the next moment, it was replaced by extreme shock and anger.
He abruptly raised his head, his gaze not even fully focused, and with all his might let out a hoarse and desperate cry, "It's a hoax! The commotion in the south—it's a decoy!"
Their target—has always been—us!!
Before he could finish speaking, this short roar exhausted all of True Person Qianxin's newly recovered energy. His eyes rolled back, and he fell into a deep coma again, his breath even weaker than before.
At this moment, the entire Peach Blossom Forest Dojo fell into a deathly silence.
Only the words of True Person Qianxin echoed repeatedly in the ears and hearts of every True Person.
It's a scam—
"Our goal has always been..."
These fragmented, angry words, though seemingly incomplete, were like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night, instantly illuminating the terrifying truth hidden behind layers of fog!
At that moment, everyone's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.
scam?
Is our target?
If True Person Qianxin said is true, then what kind of enormous and dangerous conspiracy is the Four Northwestern Sects, and even the entire cultivation world of the Northwest, currently caught in?