You son of a... are you really Laojun reincarnated?!

With the combined efforts of Yu Tunzhou and Feng Yanleng, Yan Wen's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked up, momentarily lost in thought.

Just then, the Feng Yanleng.

There was no drawing of a sword, no raising of a hand, and not even the slightest hint of killing intent.

But the moment that glimmer of light appeared between her brows, Yan Wen sensed the threat of death, but it was too late to escape.

A sword shadow emerged from between Feng Yanleng Leng's brows, formless, colorless, and shapeless, as if it were merely an extension of a single thought of hers.

That was not sword light or Sword Qi, but something most essential and pure, like the sharpest and most unstoppable edge in the world, extracted and integrated into one's own Primordial Spirit, forged into an invisible and formless killing sword.

Its mere appearance triggered some mysterious law of the universe. Before the Sword Intent even arrived, Yan Wen's Primordial Spirit was already locked in, with nowhere to escape or hide.

It struck straight into his Niwan Palace!

"Boom!"

The moment the Sword Intent pierced into the Niwan Palace, Yan Wen felt as if a "boom" had exploded in his mind, as if a million needles had simultaneously pierced his Primordial Spirit.

His vision blurred instantly, everything in front of him became a double image, his ears were ringing, and he couldn't even hear his own heartbeat clearly.

This is Feng Yanleng's second sword strike.

He had taken the first sword strike when he was ambushed outside Falling Star Gorge. That strike injured his Primordial Spirit, but it was far from fatal.

This sword strike, its Sword Intent concentrated yet not unleashed, was far faster and stronger than the previous one in terms Sword Intent sharpness and intensity!

She actually had a backup plan?!

However, Yan Wen was ultimately External Scenery.

Even with his Primordial Spirit injured and blood flowing from his seven orifices, he still instinctively launched a counterattack the moment the Sword Intent invaded.

The terror of the powerful beings in the External Scenery was fully revealed at this moment—not the strength of their Gang Qi, nor the exquisiteness of their techniques, but their mastery of the laws of heaven and earth; this was an overwhelming dominance on a power level.

The surrounding Void seemed to freeze, the air currents stopped, and even the light became sluggish—this was the interaction between heaven and earth when the External Scenery made its move.

A dark light, heavy as a mountain, struck Feng Yanleng's chest directly.

"Pfft" 6

Feng Yanleng flying backward, spitting out blood from his mouth.

She was ultimately only at the Form Refinement Perfection, not Divine Ability possessing Gang Qi, and lacked protective qi. Although her offensive techniques Xuanqi, she lacked means of self-defense.

Yan Wen's close-range attack immediately caused her severe injuries, displaced internal organs, and several broken ribs.

Yan Wen was disheveled, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and he looked ferocious and terrifying.

His Primordial Spirit Inner Form was a rushing Yellow Springs, but it was shattered by this sword.

He stared intently at Feng Yanleng, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his Primordial Spirit, he took a step forward, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the woman who had toyed with him.

However, as soon as he took a step, strong winds came from all directions at the same time.

Qin He unleashed both palms simultaneously, the Heavenly Mysterious Palm being fierce and domineering, its winds like a tidal wave, directly blocking Yan Wen's path.

Yuyang, with the gait of a crane, attacked from behind, his five fingers forming a claw, aiming straight for Yan Wen's back.

Ye Jing, working with the two, wielded their Twin Golden Sabers with lightning speed, each strike aimed directly at Yan Wen's vital points.

The three of them worked together seamlessly, forcing Yan Wen, whose primordial Primordial Spirit was injured, into a corner.

Yan Wen's face flushed red. Normally, he wouldn't have taken the attack of these people seriously. Whether they were Half-Step External Scenery or Late Divine Ability Stage Power cultivators, they were nothing but chickens and dogs in front of a true External Scenery.

But at this moment----

His Primordial Spirit was severely damaged, causing a tremor in his Inner Heaven and Earth, making it extremely difficult to even mobilize the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

"Roll!"

Yan Wen suddenly spun the Black Saber in his hand, and the dark blade energy was as fine as silk threads. The blade hummed incessantly, and it actually drew upon the power of heaven and earth on its own. It was clearly a Pseudodivine Weapon!

Yan Wen revealed his final trump card: the light of his blade wove into an impenetrable net around him, blocking all three attacks.

From within the net of blades, the faint sobbing of the Yellow Springs could be heard, stirring the soul.

"Yellow Springs Saber Technique." Feng Yanleng wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her gaze fixed on Yan Wen.

They really are from the Six Paths of Evil and Demons Yellow Springs Mountain!

Hua Nongying had mentioned it before, whether unintentionally or deliberately—it's unclear.

Unfortunately, having unleashed two sword strikes and one saber strike today, even with her recent breakthroughs and refinements, she has reached her limit.

Yan Wen forced back the three attackers with a single strike, but the wound to his Primordial Spirit was also aggravated, and his vision went black again, almost causing him to lose his balance.

He bit his tongue to calm himself, reached into his robes with his left hand, pulled out the half-eaten Ganoderma lucidum, and swallowed it whole without chewing.

This Ganoderma lucidum was extremely old and possessed potent medicinal properties. He used himself as a furnace to forcibly ignite the medicinal power, transforming it into a surge of violent primordial energy that flowed into his meridians.

The physical injuries cannot be healed by this, and the damage to the Primordial Spirit cannot be healed by herbs or medicines.

However, this violent energy was enough to push his attack power to a peak in a short period of time, making up for the deficiency of not being able to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth.

However, at that very moment...

Master Yile, who had been preparing for this moment, formed a mudra with his hands and chanted Zhenyan. A golden light shone from between his eyebrows, growing brighter and brighter. Finally, he summoned his Primordial Spirit Inner Form, which transformed into an Arhat and suppressed Yan Wen's head.

This is not a physical attack, but Secret Method Buddhist School technique, Primordial Spirit attack specifically designed to subdue evil spirits and suppress the Primordial Spirit!

Yan Wen's Primordial Spirit had already suffered severe damage, Feng Yanleng Yan Leng's sword almost tore his Niwan Palace apart.

At this moment, being struck by Master Yile's Buddhist School Secret Method was like adding insult to injury. His mind exploded as if a thousand giant bells were ringing at the same time.

His eyes rolled back, his Primordial Spirit was lost, and he froze on the spot, momentarily paralyzed, as if his consciousness had been ripped from his body.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Jing roared and unleashed both swords simultaneously!

He abandoned his protective Gang Qi and poured it all into his two gold-inlaid swords. With Yuyang's help, he broke through Yan Wen's protective Gang Qi defense and stabbed him hard in the lower back!

"Pfft"

The blade pierced flesh, and blood spurted out.

The energy carried by the blade exploded within Yan Wen's body, shattering his internal organs.

Yan Wen awoke from his daze, the excruciating pain causing him to roar like a wild beast.

If he hadn't achieved mastery of his Inner Heaven and Earth, this single strike would have been enough to render him powerless to resist!

He slapped Ye Jing hard across the chest with his backhand.

"Bang!"

Without his protective Gang Qi, Ye Jing flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his sternum caved in, blood gushing from his mouth, and he crashed heavily to the ground. He struggled a few times but could no longer get up.

By this point in the battle, Yan Wen's physical body and Primordial Spirit had both suffered severe damage.

His aura had plummeted to rock bottom, his Inner Heaven and Earth was on the verge of collapse, and the mobilization of the world's vital energy was intermittent.

The violent energy brought by the Ganoderma lucidum has mostly dissipated, replaced by a deeper emptiness and exhaustion.

"Ah!"

He knew he had reached a point where he had to fight for his life.

If we can't quickly find a breakthrough, we might really be doomed here today.

Breakthrough----

Ignoring everything, Yan Wen leaped up and charged straight at Feng Yanleng!

If I can capture this woman and use her as a hostage, I will have a chance to escape!

Stop him!

Qin He was prepared, and with a loud shout, he unleashed both palms simultaneously.

The palm strike whistled, dividing the battlefield and seemingly creating a world in front of Yan Wen. This was Qin He's family's Ultimate Art, the Heavenly Mysterious Palm, which, at its full power, revealed a hint of the power of External Scenery!

However, Yan Wen completely ignored it.

He took Qin He strike head-on, the sound of his shoulder bone shattering clearly audible. Blood gushed from his mouth, but he didn't stop for a second, using the force of the palm strike to accelerate.

Even though he caught a glimpse of another figure rushing towards him from above, he ignored it and focused solely on protecting himself with his remaining Gang Qi.

At this moment, Yan Wen was covered in blood, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and he attacked ruthlessly, reaching out to grab Feng Yanleng's throat.

Suddenly, he saw that Feng Yanleng, who had been stubbornly trying to draw his sword, seemed to have given up the struggle and was just looking at him with a cold smile.

This light made Yan Wen feel inexplicably uneasy.

But at such close range, what could possibly happen?

However, the next moment, an overwhelming and unstoppable force ignored his protective Gang Qi and punched him in the side of the face!

"Bang--!"

Yan Wen was sent flying on the spot, half of his cheek was caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth.

But what horrified him even more than the physical pain was how that punch had managed to penetrate his protective Gang Qi and strike him.

He struggled to get up.

"You----"

Yan Wen his mouth to speak, but blood gushed from his throat, silencing all his words.

At this moment, Yuyang and another person attacked from both sides, each striking Yan Wen's temple with a palm strike. The two forces simultaneously poured in, colliding inside Yan Wen's skull and turning it into a paste.

His eyes widened suddenly, his body froze on the spot, remaining motionless with his hand raised as if to block.

A moment later, Yan Wen fell straight backward, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

That concludes the discussion.

The Seven Bandits of the Western Desert ranked fourth, Yan Wen, the [Black Saber] from the External Scenery First Layer, died.

Qin He was still not satisfied, so he delivered another blow, and only then was the battle officially over.

"Dead—" Ye Jing lay on the ground, his chest caved in, his breath weak, yet he grinned, his mouth full of blood. "That bastard—finally dead—"

Qin He stumbled, feeling as if all his strength had been drained, and walked toward Ye Jing's fallen gold-inlaid knife.

Yuyang quickly rushed to Feng Yanleng's side, took out a pill, and helped her take it.

Qin He picked up the gold-inlaid knife from the ground, Master Yile, pale-faced, helped up the heavily injured Ye Jing.

Ye Jing, who had been attacking with all his might, was severely injured by Yan Wen before he could catch his breath. His injuries were even more serious than Feng Yanleng's, but he was overjoyed at the moment. "Brother Zhang, we've avenged you!"

Qin He sighed and handed over a pill, "Brother Zhang's spirit in heaven will surely rest in peace. Brother Ye, you should hurry and heal your injuries; Hua Nongying and Sun Xiongman behind you."

This scene moved Yu Tunzhou deeply.

It's true that you become like those you associate with; Hero Yu's friends are all people who value loyalty and righteousness.

The success of this battle depended on Feng Yanleng's successful sneak attack, which severely damaged Yan Wen's Primordial Spirit, making it difficult for him to unleash his full power. Then, it was the tacit cooperation of everyone.

Even so----

Yu Tunzhou's gaze swept across the entire scene. Even though Feng Yanleng had successfully launched a sneak attack beforehand, two of the six of them were still seriously injured.

Master Yile just used his Primordial Spirit Inner Form to suppress Yan Wen, which only lasted for a short moment, but it consumed a great deal of energy. He probably doesn't have much energy left now.

Nearly half of it was lost.

Moreover, if he hadn't caught Yan Wen at the last moment, Feng Yanleng might have met with misfortune.

Yu Tunzhou stood beside Yan Wen's corpse, looking down at the unseeing eyes of the dead, remaining silent.

This was still the External Scenery First Layer, where the Primordial Spirit was severely damaged and some techniques were difficult to use.

He crouched down, rummaged through Yan Wen's robes for a while, and found several pills, a bag of gems, and a stone engraved with "Yellow Springs".

The complex and obscure two-character token.

Finally, he picked up the long, black knife from the ground.

As I held the blade, a chilling sensation crept into my palm from the hilt, as if I were holding a cold, venomous snake.

"This is Pseudodivine Weapon ----"

He had once encountered Cao Jianjia's External Scenery weapon in the grotto, but that weapon, seemingly divine and concealed, didn't feel as "vivid" as this Black Saber.

Yu Tunzhou walked towards the crowd and took out what he had obtained from Yan Wen.

"The Yellow Springs Token." Feng Yanleng examined the token, her expression serious. "So they really are from Yellow Springs Mountain. Is the force behind the Seven Bandits of the Western Desert the Six Paths of Evil and Demons?"

She struggled to her feet. "Gentlemen, we cannot stay here any longer. Hua Nongying and Sun Xiongman are still behind us."

Qin He nodded. "Yuyang and I can hold them off for a bit, but if you two are nearby, it will be difficult for us to stop them from attacking you, and that will be troublesome."

"Yan Wen is dead. Give us some time to rest and eliminate these two bandits as well!" Ye Jing, having taken a pill and feeling slightly better, suddenly looked at Yu Tunzhou. "Young Hero Yu, please place Yan Wen's corpse in a prominent place at the entrance. Even if it doesn't deter Sun Xiongman and his companion, it will at least make them wary."

Yu Tunzhou nods; he's a seasoned veteran, no doubt about it.

"Should we continue?" Yuyang looked up at the majestic Daoist palace, his brows furrowed.

Just then...

Feng Yanleng glanced around and suddenly spoke, "We're not going into the Dao Palace."

Everyone was taken aback.

Yuyang looked over and asked, "Miss Wind, what did you say?"

"Heroine Jiang gave me other instructions before she left." Feng Yanleng pressed her hand to her chest wound, her voice soft but unusually clear, "There is a secret passage here that can bypass the Eight Sceneries Palace and lead directly to the outer edge of the cave. We will evacuate from there."

Doubts arose in everyone's hearts, especially Yuyang, but his expression quickly changed as he noticed that Feng Yanleng's breathing rhythm had changed. It wasn't tension or fear, but a kind of tense tension that was about to be unleashed.

There are enemies too?!

Just then, a sigh suddenly rang out.

The sigh was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly, as if the speaker were standing right beside them.

"Can't the Heroine Feng just obediently follow the script and voluntarily enter the Daoist Palace?"

A man appeared to emerge from the Void.

This man was dressed in a snow-white robe. Judging from his appearance alone, he could be described as handsome and dashing, even possessing a lofty and refined air. However, there was a faint weariness between his brows and eyes, as if he had been troubled by something for a long time.

His pace wasn't fast, yet it gave people a sense that there was no way to avoid him, as if every step he took was stepping on everyone's hearts.

Everyone's expressions turned solemn, and even Ye Jing forcibly snatched the gold-inlaid knife from Qin He's hand.

Just now, not only them, but even Yan Wen hadn't noticed this person's presence!

"If Heroine Feng follows the script, I won't need to show my face." The newcomer stopped, a hint of helplessness in his voice. "I'm really bad at dealing with outsiders."

Feng Yanleng stared intently at the other person, his gaze sharp as a sword, and said, word by word, "Shen--You!"

Everyone frowned inwardly, feeling unfamiliar with the name. Yu Tunzhou had never heard of it either; among the powerful figures he knew of in the Western Desert, there was no such person.

Suddenly, Master Yile said in a deep voice, "You are the personal disciple of the Heavenly Demon Kou Ziling, Shen You [Netherworld Sword] who ranked third on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking ten years ago?!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically. That personal disciple of the third- Heaven Ranking?!

Yu Tunzhou's expression was solemn. Ten years ago, he was ranked third on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking.

Judging from the method he used to escape into the Void just now, he has most likely already broken through to the External Scenery!

Shen You glanced sideways at Master Yile, a dark river seemingly appearing in his eyes, filled with a sense of depravity.

Master Yile let out a muffled groan, staggered backward, and blood spilled from his seven orifices.

The crowd's expressions changed, and they immediately shielded Master Yile behind them.

"Old bald monk, remember to use respectful language when addressing my master," Shen You said with Youwei smile. "My junior brother and I are different; he is devoted to Buddhism, while I despise both Buddhism and Daoism."

Shen You turned his head and asked, "When did Heroine Feng discover me?"

The Feng Yanleng.

"Is it the sword intent within this bamboo hat?" Shen You's gaze fell on the bamboo hat atop Feng Yanleng's head, and he sighed, "As expected of something left behind by that person. Speaking of that person—"

His gaze fell on Yu Tunzhou, and he said with regret, "Young Hero Yu, a few months ago my master gave my junior brother an order to bring you back to the sect so that he could personally guide your Martial Dao cultivation on behalf of Great Hero Mo. It's a pity you refused my junior brother, otherwise we wouldn't have met here today."

Yu Tunzhou looks astonished.

That Heavenly Demon ordered Deng Canglan to take him back, intending to personally teach him martial arts?

What does it mean?

Furthermore, this person's current expression of regret seems to have a deeper meaning.

Then, Shen You looked at Feng Yanleng and said in a calm tone, "I am here on my master's orders to wait for Heroine Feng to open the gate of inheritance and to witness Heroine Feng entering the deepest Dao Palace. I ask that Heroine Feng not make things difficult for me. Since we have come this far, why not take a few more steps?"

Everyone was shocked. Was this the Heavenly Demon who orchestrated this whole affair?

But why exactly?

"When did you begin setting up this trap for me in the Western Desert?"

Feng Yanleng's tone remained calm, as if he had long been accustomed to this situation, and he was not moved even when he was schemed against by that expert ranked third on the Heaven Ranking.

"I was only recently sent here by my master. As for the timing, it was probably after Heroine Feng entered the Western Desert. As for when my master started making the arrangements, I dare to guess that it was at least ten years ago."

Yuyang's pupils constricted sharply. He took a step forward, exclaiming in shock and anger, "Your Heavenly Demon Sect was also involved in Jiang Ying's death?"

"[Western Phoenix] Jiang Ying?" Shen You asked apologetically. "I don't know about that, but if she blocked my master's path, then it would be normal for her to die."

"You----"

Feng Yanleng reached out and pulled Yuyang back, saying calmly, "Kou Ziling sent you here merely to witness me enter the Dao Palace?"

Shen You's smile gradually faded. He stared intently at Feng Yanleng, his tone slightly cold, and said, "Heroine Feng, you must use respectful language when addressing my master. Otherwise, while I won't harm you, I will torment those around you."

The crowd glared angrily; this person was actually using them to threaten Feng Yanleng!

Ye Jing said in a low voice, "Heroine Feng, there's no need to waste words with him. I don't intend to leave here alive today!"

Qin He took a deep breath, and although he didn't speak, he was prepared to fight to the death.

"Don't bare your teeth at me." Shen You shook his head and said, "I'm not a useless External Scenery Yan Wen. Even if you were all at your peak, you wouldn't be a match for me. If you don't cooperate today, after I kill you, I'll go out and torture everyone connected to you to death."

"You beast!" the crowd cursed angrily.

Even if they were fearless and undaunted, they could not ignore the children and disciples of their followers.

Hearing the crowd's angry curses, Shen You said with some helplessness, "I am a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Heavenly Demon Sect is Six Paths of Evil and Demons. Shouldn't it be my duty to do these things?"

Feng Yanleng suddenly said, "Let them leave, and I can enter the Dao Palace."

Shen You shook his head and refused. "Master means that everyone who witnessed Heroine Feng entering the Dao Palace should be killed without exception, even Young Hero Yu. This is to protect Heroine Feng."

Feng Yanleng Leng raised his head and said disdainfully, "Then you can't fulfill your master's request. If I don't want to do something, no one in this world can force me! It's nothing more than a fight to the death!"

Shen You frowned, recalling certain rumors, and knew that the other party was probably not just threatening him, but truly had such courage.

Soon, his brow relaxed, and he remembered another instruction from his master, smiling slightly, "Heroine Feng, aren't you curious about who your parents are? Once you enter the Dao Palace, all the answers you seek may be found there."

Everyone was shocked. The Heroine Feng's parents?

Isn't Heroine Feng from the Anguo Ji Clan? Why would she be connected to the local traditions?

Shen You said meaningfully, "Back then, that Old Wang brought back a baby girl from the Western Desert. Apart from my master, I'm afraid very few people know about this."

Feng Yanleng expression hardened. "I had no idea that person was so interested in other people's family affairs."

Shen You shook his head and said, "According to Master's instructions, this matter involves many factors, even concerning the survival of the Central Plains Human Race. It's not as simple as your Fang Household."

The Feng Yanleng, but he remained calm. "There are some things the old man has never hidden from me, so you've miscalculated. I'll say it again: let them leave, and I'll join the Dao Palace. Otherwise, you can forget about ever fulfilling your respected master's orders in this lifetime."

Shen You fell into a dilemma of silence.

Upon hearing this, Yu Tunzhou couldn't help but recall his initial surprise when he first saw the Dragon and Tiger Ranking and discovered that Feng Yanleng came from the Anguo Ji Clan.

Born into the Anguo Ji Clan, but surnamed Feng.

Looking at it now, there really was something fishy going on!

However, the inside story was different from what he had imagined; wasn't it involving too wide a scope?

He couldn't help but feel alarmed and suspicious; did this involve the survival of the entire Central Plains Human Race?

Who exactly is Heroine Feng?

With the help of Yu Tunzhou's eyes, even the Great Sage Huntian couldn't help but ask curiously, "This little girl is actually related to this replica of the Eight Sceneries Palace?"

Could it be that her elders are connected to the Daoist School?

Yu Tunzhou shook his head inwardly. The Great Sage Huntian still felt that this place was a replica created by someone else and was not the real Eight Sceneries of Xuandu.

The Great Sage Huntian analyzed, "Judging from the current situation, this so-called Xuandu inheritance is nothing more than a huge pit dug for this girl by some damned Heavenly Demon behind this person. You people are just freebies, the kind of cheap freebies that saw the pit and jumped into it willingly."

"Kid, you're in trouble this time. This guy's not easy to deal with—"

Huntian smacked his lips, hesitating whether to burn his Primordial Spirit and use the Yu Tunzhou Innate Divine Ability to successfully rush into the Dao Palace.

It is the Golden-Winged Great Peng, whose innate Innate Divine Ability is the world's fastest speed. This Divine Ability is a top-level supernatural Divine Ability on the same level as Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light!

Once the Yu Tunzhou is unleashed, even this so-called External Scenery cannot catch up, though it places an immense burden on it.

Yu Tunzhou ignored him, squinting at Shen You, pondering how to bypass him and rush into the Dao Palace.

Running back is a dead end; the only option is to charge forward, and perhaps we can escape danger.

However, his Swallow the Sun and Refine the Moon- Refining techniques are still accumulating; currently, his only trump cards are the Vajra Bracelet and the Great Sage Huntian.

The Vajra Bracelet remains in a state of self-concealment, its divine spirit dormant, unable to unleash its true power, not even a trace of it.

So it seems----

The only option left is to use the trump card fusion technique!

He quickly contacted the Great Sage Huntian, asking if there was a way to summon the dormant divine weapon.

Hearing that he didn't need to burn his Primordial Spirit, Huntian's eyes lit up. "You still have a dormant divine weapon? No problem. Although my strength is only a fraction of what it used to be, my status is still there. Awakening the spirit of your divine weapon is a piece of cake!"

Yu Tunzhou pondered for a moment and said, "This divine weapon of mine may be somewhat extraordinary. Of course, I have never been able to confirm its true origin, so I dare not speculate and lest I become a laughing stock."

"Oh?"

Huntian's curiosity was piqued. This little guy had quite a few secrets. Could the unfathomable divine weapon in his hand have been specially left to him by the Human Emperor for protection?

"No problem! Even if it's a peerless divine weapon, I can awaken a trace of its power. I should be able to protect you as you storm into the Dao Palace."

"Where is the divine weapon? Use your own Primordial Spirit as a guide to lead my Primordial Spirit into it."

Yu Tunzhou said, "It is indeed this ring in my hand."

Huntian suddenly realized what it was. It had noticed something strange about this thing before, but hadn't thought much of it.

"Buy me some time, and I, the Holy One, will attempt to awaken this artifact."

Guided by the Fish-Swallowing Boat, the Chaos Primordial Spirit entered the artifact and discovered that its inner world was so perfect that it rivaled the outside world—truly a peerless achievement!

Indeed, it is the legacy of the Human Emperor ----

Its eyelid suddenly twitched.

This thing----

Why does he look so familiar?

This aura, this texture----

Niwan Palace, the Great Sage Huntian slowly opened his beak, his gaze both bewildered and clear, as if recalling a bygone era.

Then, a phrase I had said not long ago echoed in my mind:

[You don't have the innate talent of Kong Xuan. How much good fortune must you have accumulated in your past life to awaken Innate Divine Ability equivalent to the Five-Colored Divine Light? Unless you are the reincarnation of one of the Three Pure Ones, or the reincarnation of a body severed by the Dao Venerable or the Buddha!]

At that moment, Huntian's head buzzed.

Possessing the Great Dao of Taiji ----

Furthermore, it is protected by Vajra Bracelet.

These days, stumbling upon any place of heritage can lead to places like Xuandu Cave or Eight Sceneries Palace.

It suddenly shuddered.

This is definitely not a case of mistaken identity!

This is what they call destiny!

You son of a bitch—are you really Laojun reincarnated?!