Chapter 5: How Dare an Old Relic Make Demands on My Divine Son!

After Mo Wan stepped out of the palace, a figure was already standing at the entrance. With a hooked nose and eyes blazing with anger, the figure's fury intensified upon seeing Mo Wan's calm demeanor.

"I wonder what brings Peak Master Yu to my Wuxiang Peak? Causing such a commotion."

Hearing this, Yu Wenqiu did not hold back.

"Hand over your disciple, Su Bai."

"Master Yu, you have quite the temper. Have you recently broken through in strength and want to have a little contest with me?"

Yu Wenqiu was momentarily taken aback.

"Your disciple has nearly beaten my disciple into a state where he can't get out of bed. Have him come out and apologize."

"How interesting, Master Yu! So you're here for the matter regarding the younger generation. It's understandable that a young disciple may not measure up, but isn't it a bit shameless for you, as the master, to come out like this?"

As the two engaged in a war of words, several figures suddenly appeared, observing the two without speaking. After all, they had never gotten along, and with the recent conflict between their disciples—especially since Xu Long had nearly died—Yu Qianqiu, who was protective of his own, was bound to seek trouble with Mo Wan.

However, no one expected that Mo Wan would have a disciple who defeated Xu Long.

"Alright, you two are grown adults. Let the disciples handle their own issues; we shouldn't interfere."

At that moment, an elder with an ethereal aura appeared, standing in the void. Looking at the two, he felt helpless, realizing that after just a short period of seclusion, they were about to clash again. After all, Xu Long had once crippled one of Mo Wan's disciples, and she hadn't intervened then. Now that Yu Qianqiu's disciple had lost, it was embarrassing for him as a master to come and confront her.

"Enough! Disperse. You two, come here; I have something to discuss with you."

The two exchanged cold huffs, but just as everyone was about to disperse, they were startled to find a man in armor standing beside them in the void, silently watching.

Seeing this armored man shocked them. Their own strengths were considerable, yet this man had appeared without a trace, which made them even more wary.

"Who might this be?" the Dongyang Sect Master stepped forward to inquire.

But the armored man remained silent.

The void opened, revealing a jade-green Qilin, with a luxurious palace floating in the air above. Dao rhythms intertwined, quietly hovering over everyone.

As they looked at the jade-green Qilin, their expressions were filled with shock, realizing that such a divine beast could be revered as an ancestor in their sect.

"May I ask which esteemed person has arrived?"

"We are looking for someone named Xu Long," the armored man finally spoke.

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenqiu's expression changed; they were looking for his disciple.

"What do you want with our true disciple?" the Dongyang Sect Master asked.

The armored man suddenly appeared before the Eastern Sun Sacred Land, extending his hand.

The Eastern Sun Sacred Land was sent flying, a mouthful of blood spraying into the void, and bones cracking echoed through the air.

Witnessing this scene, the people from the Dongyang Holy Land turned pale.

"I told you to find him—why all the unnecessary chatter?" The armored man glanced at the Eastern Sun Sect Master, whose body was now in tatters.

"Who among you is his master?" he demanded, looking at the gathered figures.

Their gazes landed on Yu Wenqiu, who showed signs of fear, his fingers clenched tightly, and his body tensed in defense.

"No need to be on guard; if I wanted to kill you, it would only take a finger. Bring Xu Long out."

"Alright."

Yu Wenqiu walked towards his palace and soon returned with a young figure.

As Xu Long approached, he noticed the intense gazes fixed on him, and a look of panic crossed his face.

"What does the senior want with me?"

"Did you kill Gu Yang?"

"No, it wasn't me! In the secret realm, the formation suddenly activated for some unknown reason. At the time, only Su Bai and I survived, and the sacred herb also vanished. I thought I had killed him, but then I realized it was Su Bai's doing," Xu Long quickly explained after hearing about Gu Yang.

"You're talking nonsense! I know you can't stand my disciple, so you dare to slander him!" Mo Wan interjected upon hearing Xu Long mention her disciple.

Immediately, Mo Wan's pupils constricted.

The armored man stepped directly in front of her, each step causing violent tremors in the void.

"Did I ask you? How dare you interrupt?"

After saying this, the armored man launched a punch.

Mo Wan retaliated with a palm strike.

However, as their attacks collided, Mo Wan's expression changed drastically; a destructive force surged into her body.

"Thud, crack."

Mo Wan's delicate form was sent flying, blood spraying several meters away, and the sound of cracking bones echoed from within her as they continued to shatter.

She tried to suppress her body, but it was futile, after she crashed into several large mountains of the Dongyang Holy Land, she finally stopped, kneeling on the ground, exhausted.

The armored man withdrew his gaze and looked at Xu Long.

"Is that all?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Long broke out in a cold sweat.

"That's all..."

Before Xu Long could finish speaking, a cold, indifferent voice echoed from within the palace.

"Since you're involved, the Nine Clans will be destroyed. The Dongyang Holy Land, as their sect, should also be destroyed."

The indifferent and flat voice reverberated in the ears of everyone in the Dongyang Holy Land.

At this moment, the Dongyang Holy Land fell into silence.

Even the peak masters standing in the void, who had not spoken, showed changed expressions, looking at the palace in the void with fear.

"I wonder which distinguished guest has arrived?"

As Gu Qingxiao's voice fell, in the Dongyang Holy Land, graves began to roll, and then Dao rhythms revealed themselves, with thousands of golden lights appearing.

When the golden light dissipated, an elderly figure appeared before everyone.

After the old man emerged, he made a gesture, and two golden flowers appeared, entering the bodies of the Dongyang Sect Master and Mo Wan.

After their faces regained some color, they flew into the void, and stood behind the old man.

"Ancestor."

The person before them was the founder of the Dongyang Sacred Land, Dongyang Elder, with the strength of a Sage.

Only those who reached the Saint realm and established a power can be called a Holy Land.

"We will not interfere with this disciple's matters. Additionally, our Holy Land will present our sincerity. I hope you can grant this old man a bit of leniency."

No sound came from the palace in the sky.

The armored man stepped forward.

He extended his hand towards Dongyang.

Seeing this, Dongyang's eyes flashed with anger.

He lightly tapped the void with his cane.

The Dongyang Holy Land's people sighed in relief.

But their expressions changed drastically moments later.

The armored man, unaffected, appeared directly in front of Dongyang Saint.

With his five fingers spread, he grabbed Dongyang Saint.

A powerful force erupted, and Dongyang Saint was pressed down by this immense strength, kneeling in the void.

"You, An old relic, dare to negotiate terms with my family's Divine Son. Are you even worthy?"