Chapter 643: Chapter 516 Sect Master Shen Guan Mountain_2 Chapter 643: Chapter 516 Sect Master Shen Guan Mountain_2 If it really ca down to depending on our six Sect Masters and those other few elders at the Union Dao Stage to rival the two Dragon Palaces… we might lose a great part of our hard-earned reserves, and our chances of winning would also be extrely limited.
“I understand your sentints, my friend.”
Yan Chongzhang halted, closing his eyes: “I am indeed sowhat tired.”
When those eyes reopened there was a burgeoning restlessness: “Since they seek sothing better, I don’t mind striving for it as long as they pay the price.”
“There are plenty of treasures around the Ban Shan Sect, though they are a bit tough to tackle.”
The demons that even the Daozi of the Ban Shan Sect finds tricky would be considered a substantial force anywhere.
Wei Yuanzhou and his companions exchanged glances and silently ford a plan.
“…”
Shen Yi quietly followed the group, silently taking note of all this information.
Demons, being masterless beings, are up for grabs by the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, and naturally, I can compete for them too.
Although in Western Hong, without the renowned na of the Seven Sons of Southern Hong, many conveniences were diminished, there were likewise fewer concerns.
One just needs to be extra cautious and careful in one’s actions.
In Western Hong, there won’t be any chance to escape back to the Nanyang Treasure Land should trouble arise.
I thought that with Xuan Qing’s senior’s Purple Aura assisting and coupled with the vast foundation of the eleven layers of the Heavenly Palace, I would be considered quite extraordinary within White Jade Capital.
I did not expect to have my eyes opened so soon after coming out.
The previous strategies utilized by the Imasurable Dao Imperial Palace were not very domineering but were incredibly peculiar; Shen Yi couldn’t even capture the essence of the opponent’s true body, not to ntion seeing the person, rendering Wusheng Palm useless.
It was a little too specialized—faced with these nefarious strategies, it ended up seeming sowhat inadequate.
Shen Yi pondered this and suddenly looked up.
For reasons unknown, a seemingly unremarkable mountain had appeared in his view, not particularly steep compared to other mountain ranges, and even slightly shorter, like a child standing amongst adults.
However, for so reason, it mysteriously drew the eye.
Shen Yi took a closer look and suddenly realized the source of this sensation—it was like the figure previously seen at the Imasurable Dao Imperial Palace sitting on a ditation mat, completely out of place, just like that River and Mountains Scroll.
The mountain before him was similarly not of this place.
“Young brother, you have good eyesight.”
Yan Chongzhang glanced back at Shen Yi but failed to notice that his use of this appellation made the faces of the other three Daozi shift slightly.
“This mountain is indeed not a part of the Union Dao Realm; it was forcibly relocated here by our sect’s founder after reaching Union Dao, a feat that took a total of eighteen thousand years.”
“Scouring the entire Western Hong, I fear there might be none who can claim ownership of this mountain by binding with the heaven and earth.”
“Please, follow !”
Even though Yan Chongzhang had roughly guessed Yang Yunheng’s concerns, he still extended his invite with open hands.
His frank nature was evident, yet it inadvertently carried so other elents as well.
Since advancing to the Divinity Transformation Realm, Yan Chongzhang had always been observing this mountain. Now, having reached the level of Open Three Cities, he had spent at least fifty to sixty thousand years, yielding a harvest that could only be described as barely passable.
Yet, it was this barely passable harvest that solidified his position as a Daozi as steady as a rock.
The timing of Yan Chongzhang’s return was off; he was unaware of what had transpired within the sect that almost caused Elder Yang to almost lose his composure in front of these distinguished guests, and even attempted to stop him.
But it probably wasn’t a big issue.
“So this is the Naless Mountain.”
Bai Wu also set aside his usual sarcasms, looking forward with a significant longing toward the modest mountain ahead.
Such entities, born before the era of Hongze, each deserved serious contemplation.
Under Yan Chongzhang’s leadership, the group quickly followed a mountain path and arrived in front of the modest mountain and, upon obtaining consent, gently touched the rugged mountain wall.
Wei Yuanzhou lifted his eyes, Su Hongxiu lightly tapped with her fingertips twice, and Bai Wu shook his head.
Indeed, there was a reason why this precious mountain had remained with the Ban Shan Sect all this ti.
Ordinary people would truly fail to discern its profundities.
To say it was disappointing would be an overstatent; after all, this seemingly ordinary stone wall had undergone eras beyond ordinary human imagination, and simply touching it with their hands was indeed a special experience.
Su Hongxiu’s sensations differed significantly from the others.
Perhaps the people of Ban Shan Sect still didn’t realize that, had Shen Yi not taken action earlier, even without opening the Immortal City, she would not have feared those few people.
Although Reincarnation Sword Body was not ant for slaying, her Body Refining stage far surpassed those few direct disciples.
Nonetheless, she withdrew her palm.
The profound weight contained within this mountain conflicted with her sharpness.
If the sword was too heavy, it would not be swift enough.
This thod was not suitable for her, so there was no need to force it.
“Worthy of being a Daozi of the Heavenly Sword Sect, you always know clearly what you want.”
Yan Chongzhang sighed softly, his appreciation for this woman who resembled many fairies in appearance but was unyieldingly sharp in deanor, only grew.
Back when the Seven Sons of Southern Hong were born, the Heavenly Sword Sect only needed to manage the duty of slaughter, enduring through profound changes without ever concerning themselves with anything else.
This Heavenly Sword Daozi seed to inherit this vein, possessing an ancestral style with a Dao Heart unimaginably firm.
And rely touching it, she could discern the profundities of the Naless Mountain, which was itself a profound testant to her deep mastery in Body Refining.
“Tsk.”
Yang Yunheng couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows; he had been preoccupied with that youngster in the black robe and had almost overlooked this Heavenly Sword Daozi.
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