Five-Colored Dragon Bodies Gather

The moment he entered this blessed land of fortune, he could feel an elusive aura of auspiciousness settling upon him.

In the past, Yang Yuanhong had always envied the Dongfang Clan for possessing such a uniquely favored abode, one that sheltered an entire clan and allowed them to multiply and thrive. He had hoped that the Yang Clan might one day be blessed with such fortune as well.

Yet now, after merely a few years, under the personal arrangements of his own Immortal Venerable, the Yang Clan had gained a sacred land of its own.

Though the Yang Family Sacred Land was still far from being comparable to Ziyun Mountain,

once they had this foundation, all future construction and improvements would naturally fall into place.

After all, their unique advantage was something no other faction across the entire Canglan Continent possessed.

When the three arrived outside a grotto-heaven on Ziyun Mountain, Dongfang Zonggan told Yang Yuanhong that the Fuyao Sect wished to pay Yang Lingrui a visit.

Yang Yuanhong immediately fell into thought.

At present, the only people from the Fuyao Sect he knew were Yun Xiwu and Liu Yanqing, the two sect geniuses.

He did not know much about the sect as a whole.

Still, he was not overly worried about the sect's conduct.

Since the Dongfang Clan had been willing to bring Dongfang Gun Yinghao and Liu Yanqing together, it showed that the Fuyao Sect's people were certainly not treacherous or deceitful.

"My second uncle has never had a master. If they merely wish to visit, discuss the Dao, and exchange insights, then the Yang Clan naturally welcomes them."

Yang Yuanhong then stated, "But if they intend to recruit my second uncle into their sect, that will depend on his own wishes. I cannot make that decision for