Chapter 1330: Chapter 787 Seeking Death
In the clear azure sky, streaks of flowing light like shuttles tore through the heavens in an instant.
Three thousand Immortals erged from the North Continent, shaking the very earth and sky!
Amidst the deathly still Great Marsh, a white-robed monk sat barefoot and cross-legged on the gnarled tree standing in the water. His white and pristine hands slowly rubbed Buddha Beads, seemingly calm, yet his thumb exerted slight force, leaving a mark on the bead’s surface.
He lifted his head, the flowing light reflected in his deep eyes.
The Three Immortals Sect hadn’t displayed such a grand formation in years, pouring out like locusts towards the other continents, exuding a greedy fierceness, as if they intended to scrape a layer off the land of other continents.
Clearly, just the North Continent was no longer enough to satisfy the appetite of these Immortals.
They were eager to make a move on those places sheltered by the Buddha Light from Suru Mountain.
This calamity and struggle had erupted to a level no one had anticipated.
But all this had nothing to do with the Great Freedom Pure World Bodhisattva, after all, the Southern Continent had yet to break the Divine Dynasty’s defenses, and Southern Suru had yet to truly join this great calamity.
The reason for this awkward situation lay entirely on his shoulders.
Thus, he had to give an explanation to Southern Suru.
The Pure World Venerable originally thought that capturing the Tai Xu True Monarch would clear up all confusion, but unexpectedly, this arrangent not only ruined all the Bodhisattvas who followed him to the North Continent but also cost him a useful Zen Stick.
More than angry, he felt a sense of incomprehension.
The Venerable did not know much about North Continent affairs, but being the Bodhisattva responsible for worldly matters in Southern Suru, no one knew the Southern Continent better than him, and this Tai Xu True Monarch hailed from the Southern Continent.
That land tightly controlled by Suru Mountain, simply put, followers like Tianwu and Jade Pond there, who would not even be noteworthy in the North Continent, could establish themselves as ancestral figures in the Southern Continent, representing a semblance of the Three Immortals Sect.
With such a foundation, there is no way to cultivate Immortals possessing such ans.
And how long had that Tai Xu True Monarch been in the North Continent, with a lowly background, unremarked upon, using various ans, he finally managed to join the equally unremarkable Lingxu Cave of an Immortal Lineage, in such a short ti, how could he have possibly mastered any high-level Great Skill?
“First Disciple of the Three Immortals Sect…”
The Pure World Venerable murmured, his Cultivation naturally allowing him to hear the lofty discourse of those streaks of light in the sky.
His lips curved slightly with a hint of mockery.
If nothing had happened in the Southern Continent, with the ans exhibited by that Dragon Subduing and Tiger Suppressing Bodhisattva, he should almost be becoming the First Disciple of Southern Suru by now.
In just one continent, two such enigmatic individuals both of extraordinary talent erged, surprisingly both surviving the upheaval and subsequently, both opting to go into hiding.
Thinking of this, the Pure World Venerable took a deep breath.
The reason he was mired in this situation seed to be on the verge of discovery.
Insect-like beings dared to attempt to manipulate a Great Sect for temporary gain, ultimately they would have to pay the price.
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North Continent, Qingguang Mountain.
In front of the Daoist Temple, a figure stepped out slowly, before leaving, he turned back and bowed towards the inside: “Please rest assured, Great Immortal, I will not let you down.”
“Go, convey my greetings to the Emperor,” a leisurely response echoed from within the temple.
“Farewell,” the young man said.
Qi Xian straightened up again before walking down the long steps.
He struggled to adjust his mood, still unable to accept the reality of forsaking a good Daoist temple to go fight desperately with the monks of the Bodhi Sect.
That cunning Tai Xu villain pretended to be fearless, gaining admiration from the Disciples, but what did he himself receive?
To put it bluntly, he was rely an emissary of the Emperor, not a proper Disciple of the Immortal Lineage, so why should it matter to him if those people died?
Thankfully, not all the elders of the North Continent were deceived by the Tai Xu True Monarch like that old Chi Yun trickster.
At least the Immortal Qingguang, whose pupil died at the hands of the adversary, saw things quite clearly.
He couldn’t make this trip to the East Continent for nothing; he needed to gain so benefits.
It was precisely for this reason that Qi Xian sought out Qingguang Mountain for a visit. As he expected, Immortal Qingguang was indeed very interested in Shen Yi’s subsequent whereabouts.
If he could join forces with this Great Immortal, to make sure that guy never cos back, it would be ideal. If not, at least he would have forged an alliance with the powerful Immortal Lineage of Qingguang Mountain, withdrawn from the great calamity. With such support, his chances of attaining the position of Immortal Emperor would increase greatly.
Qi Xian completely forgot that Emperor Dongji had said he wasn’t capable enough to provoke Shen Yi. Of course, even if he rembered, he wouldn’t accept it.
As he reached the grand hall at the foot of the mountain, he cast a casual glance, frowning slightly.
He spotted an old woman walking out right at the hall’s entrance.
Perhaps due to reasons related to Shen Yi, Qi Xian now viewed the entire Southern Continent with great displeasure, he indifferently withdrew his gaze: “Unlucky.”
“…”
Jade Pond Ancestor lowered her gaze and paid her respects. It was a long while before she raised her head again.
Until Qi Xian transford into a streak of light and flew away, she watched him go in the direction of Lingxu Mountain.
The old woman murmured softly: “Indeed unlucky.”
Back then, Shu Yu and Shen Shan harbored ill intentions towards the Taixu Pill Emperor, and thus, both of them died. That lofty Senior Sister You Yao pinned her in this grand hall with one palm, making her watch closely… then You Yao also died.
Now this Venerable Qi Xian was already the third.
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