For the Moral Immortal Sect, the Daoist Ethics Scripture is crucial, encompassing many secret arts and methods of the sect.
It also includes essential descriptions of the Harmonization Stage.
Therefore,
In the Moral Immortal Sect,
Only the Sect Master can cultivate the Daoist Ethics Scripture.
Even though Mu Mengting has entered the Refining Void Stage, before becoming the Sect Master, he couldn't have access to the Daoist Ethics Scripture.
This is a rule and an iron law of the Moral Immortal Sect, and it has been so for tens of thousands of years.
However,
Mu Qingliu is clear.
Rules are made by people.
His grandson's terrifying talent and formidable strength mean that even if he hands over the Daoist Ethics Scripture, it won't have a significant impact.
Anyway, regardless of whether he gives it or not, Mu Qingliu has no confidence in defeating Lin Yuan.
"Just, this matter cannot be leaked, and everything about the Daoist Ethics Scripture cannot be taught to a second person."
Mu Qingliu spoke.
He could only tolerate Jun Wuji being the only one aware of the Daoist Ethics Scripture.
"Agreed."
Lin Yuan nodded.
"The second condition."
"I want to know everything about the Ascension Platform."
Lin Yuan continued.
The Ascension Platform is of great importance.
The reason why the Blood Demon Sea, the Abyssal Palace, and the Demonic Saint's Nest repeatedly stirred up wars in the Central Divine Continent is for the Ascension Platform.
Moreover, tens of thousands of years ago, the reason why the Moral Immortal Sect could dominate the Central Divine Continent was also because of the Ascension Platform.
It is said that the Ascension Platform is connected to the 'Spiritual Realm.'
"This matter, even if you don't say it, I will tell you."
Mu Qingliu said.
Even if he doesn't tell Lin Yuan, the three old guys from the Abyssal Palace, Blood Demon Sea, and Demonic Saint's Nest would eagerly inform the Master of Yuanyang Island.
"The third."
Lin Yuan paused.
The third condition is also crucial, and the first two conditions combined don't match it.
"I want to spread martial arts in the Central Divine Continent."
Lin Yuan said.
Implicitly, the Moral Immortal Sect is not allowed to suppress the spread of martial arts.
"Martial arts?"
Mu Qingliu's expression changed slightly.
He knew that many disciples of the East Sea White Jade Pavilion practiced a cultivation system called martial arts.
Mu Qingliu had even watched some martial arts techniques.
Martial arts are a cultivation system entirely different from immortal cultivation. It exhibits potential not much weaker than immortal cultivation.
This time, when the Moral Immortal Sect cultivated the second Ancient Saint, Mu Qingliu, holding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, intended to erase White Jade Island.
Apart from White Jade Island being the 'soft persimmon' in his eyes.
Because martial arts brought a certain sense of threat to Mu Qingliu.
In the East Sea archipelago, with its eight hundred side sects and three thousand left-hand paths, various cultivation systems exist, but they all have obvious flaws and are almost impossible to give rise to an existence at the Refining Void Ancient Saint level.
This is also the reason why the East Sea archipelago has been in constant chaos. Without a sufficiently powerful cultivator, it can only continue to split.
But martial arts...
Mu Qingliu is almost certain that cultivating the martial arts system will inevitably give rise to an Ancient Saint, specifically the sixth stage of martial arts, it's just a matter of time.
"Let's change to another one."
"This is impossible."
Mu Qingliu shook his head.
Other things can be negotiated.
But allowing the spread of martial arts? Absolutely impossible.
In Mu Qingliu's eyes, the most significant concession he can make is to let Jun Wuji become the next Sect Master of the Immortal Sect.
Regardless,
Jun Wuji is also a disciple of the Moral Immortal Sect.
With such strength and talent, he far surpasses Mu Mengting, whom he cultivated.
Making Jun Wuji the next Sect Master is not a problem.
It can even completely win over the other party.
As for Mu Mengting? He can only compromise and let him be the guardian of the Moral Immortal Sect.
"Impossible?"
Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.
In his heart, he sighed lightly.
He had long anticipated this possibility; martial arts and immortal cultivation have fundamentally different cores.
In simple terms,
What is the foundation of the Moral Immortal Sect?
Is it the successive Sect Masters?
Or is it the endless immortal techniques and secrets?
None of them.
The foundation of the Moral Immortal Sect.
Is the immortal cultivation.
For the Moral Immortal Sect, immortal cultivation is equivalent to the royal bloodline in a vast empire.
In the empire, anyone can become the emperor, provided that you have the royal bloodline.
Now, Lin Yuan wants to let the Moral Immortal Sect allow the spread of martial arts, which is tantamount to upending the foundation of the Moral Immortal Sect and changing its ruling dynasty.
If Mu Qingliu really agrees to this, he will become the eternal sinner of the Moral Immortal Sect.
Martial arts and immortal cultivation are two fundamentally different paths.
The competition of the great paths couldn't be more evident in this.
As for why the body cultivation does not conflict with immortal cultivation, it is because body cultivation is not a complete cultivation system.
In any cultivation system, as you progress, there will be comprehensive improvements to oneself—flesh, soul, lifespan, and so on.
However, body cultivation can only enhance the physical body, and it cannot even increase the most fundamental lifespan of a cultivator.
This means that body cultivation is more like a certain kind of secret art.
Not only can immortal cultivation incorporate body cultivation into its scope, but martial arts can also, as well as other demonic and devilish paths.
"Then forget it."
Lin Yuan remained calm.
His appearance in negotiations with Mu Qingliu was just an attempt to see the Moral Immortal Sect's attitude towards martial arts.
Lin Yuan had long prepared for the possibility of failure. Before ascending to the summit of the Cloud Mist Mountain, he had already had his parents, elder brother, and second sister brought to the East Sea by the Taiyin Primordial Spirit.
"Forget it."
Mu Qingliu fell into silence.
The meaning of these two words was the failure of cooperation.
"Wuji."
Mu Qingliu's gaze suddenly became intense.
The Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head emitted threads of immortal light.
"So, the Lord of the Yuan Yang Island should be one of your avatars?"
Mu Qingliu muttered to himself.
The technique of creating avatars is not uncommon, and the Moral Immortal Sect has secret techniques for refining avatars.
However, to create an avatar, a huge price must be paid. In the end, more than half of one's soul must be separated and injected into the avatar. Losing more than half of the soul means a significant drop in various aspects such as cultivation speed and comprehension.
Therefore, Mu Qingliu did not practice the avatar technique. He wielded the Taihao Immortal Mirror, and at any time, with a thought, he could form an incarnation of the mirror, which was no different from having an avatar.
"Today, I want to see how strong your strength is, which you have concealed until now."
Mu Qingliu suddenly stood up, and the Taihao Immortal Realm above his head radiated even more brilliant light.
At the foot of the Cloud Mist Mountain,
Spring Flower and Autumn Moon, the two Golden Core female cultivators, were quietly conversing.
"The young master has been up there for so long. Why hasn't he come down yet?"
"Maybe he's chatting with the Sect Master. After all, the young master hasn't been out for a long time."
"Indeed, but the Sect Master is willing to have such a conversation with the young master; obviously, there is some affection."
While chatting, Spring Flower and Autumn Moon glanced towards the top of the Cloud Mist Mountain.
Suddenly,
A terrifying fluctuation emanated from the mountaintop.
Spring Flower and Autumn Moon instinctively looked up.
Instantly, their jaws dropped in shock.
They saw two figures soaring into the sky from the mountaintop.
The one on the left was the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, Mu Qingliu, with the Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head, exuding immeasurable light and boundless majesty.
And the figure on the right seemed to possess incomparable power, with surging blood and rolling red clouds, engulfing the surrounding hundred thousand miles.
The Immortal Sect's Sect Master Mu Qingliu, with the Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head, actually swayed like a ship that could capsize at any moment under the endless surging blood and energy.
The crucial point that turned Spring Flower and Autumn Moon's minds into mush was the figure that pressed down on the Sect Master. Wasn't it their young master, Jun Wuji?
Is the young master fighting with the Sect Master?
It seems that the Sect Master can't beat the young master?
Spring Flower and Autumn Moon's mouths hung open wide.
Mu Qingliu and Lin Yuan's clash caused a terrifying wave that spread in all directions.
To the west of the Divine Continent,
The Demonic Saint's Nest.
The Demonic Saint was contemplating the strength of the Lord of the Yuan Yang Island, who had actually blocked Mu Qingliu, wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, in a single strike.
"What's this?"
The Demonic Saint's expression suddenly changed.
He clearly sensed two powerful auras in confrontation in the central part of the Divine Continent.
One of them was immeasurable light and boundless calamity, which should be Mu Qingliu.
As for the other one, with blood and energy pervading, shaking the entire Divine Continent, even though the power of the Taihao Immortal Mirror surpassed the limits of the Nascent Soul realm, it still seemed to be on the verge of collapse under the terrifying blood and energy.
"Who on earth is it?"
"Actually able to suppress Mu Qingliu in the Divine Continent?"
The Demonic Saint was truly frightened.
That was Mu Qingliu, holding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, unparalleled and invincible. When had he ever been suppressed like this, especially right at their doorstep?
"Show me."
The Demonic Saint took a deep breath and reached out in front of him.
He was activating a certain secret technique, projecting the scene of the battle in the central part of the Divine Continent here.
Rustle, rustle.
One illusory scene after another gradually appeared.
It was a battlefield located in the Nine Heavens.
Red clouds rolled, and the bright red blood almost submerged everything.
However, the Demonic Saint vaguely noticed a robust man standing in the center of the surging blood and energy. He stood tall, wielding some kind of boxing technique, making the Taihao Immortal Mirror and Mu Qingliu unbearable.
With every punch the man threw, a shallow fist mark appeared on the Taihao Immortal Mirror itself. Although it recovered in an instant, it was still the Taihao Immortal Mirror, a Dao artifact of the Nascent Soul realm. It should have been invincible.
"Overwhelming blood and energy? Is it the Body Cultivation lineage? No, it's more than just Body Cultivation."
The Demonic Saint swallowed his saliva. He hadn't experienced such a frightening emotion in a long, long time. Yet, seeing that robust man now, the Demonic Saint's mind trembled.
"Who on earth is it?"
"Who on earth is it?"
The Demonic Saint continued to use the secret technique, and the image gradually became clearer. The appearance of that robust man faintly revealed itself.
"He is."
The Demonic Saint widened his eyes.
As an awakened Nascent Soul Ancient Saint, his memory was incredibly powerful. Every time he woke up, he would review the appearance of the cultivators with some status in the Moral Immortal Sect in the Divine Continent.
And now, the appearance of that robust man turned out to be Jun Wuji, the waste of the Moral Immortal Sect's third generation without spiritual roots?
"How is this possible?"
The Demonic Saint was dumbfounded, taking a long time to react.
"Is it Jun Wuji?"
"Why is he so powerful?"
In the Blood Demon Sea, the Lord of the Blood Demon was also stirred up with tremendous waves in his heart.
In the western part of Shenzhou.
Yao Sheng Nest.
The Yao Saint was contemplating the strength of the Lord of the Yuan Yang Island, who had managed to block Mu Qingliu, wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, with a single blow.
"What is that?"
The Yao Saint's expression suddenly changed.
He clearly sensed two powerful auras clashing in the central part of Central Shenzhou.
One was immeasurable and shone with boundless calamity, which should be Mu Qingliu.
As for the other one, it was filled with surging blood, shaking Central Shenzhou. Despite the Taihao Immortal Mirror's limitless power, it still seemed shaky under this terrifying blood energy.
"Who on earth is it?"
"To be able to suppress Mu Qingliu in Central Shenzhou?"
The Yao Saint was genuinely frightened.
That was Mu Qingliu, holding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, with unmatched divine power. He had never been suppressed like this, especially right at their doorstep.
"Show me."
The Yao Saint took a deep breath and extended his hand towards the front.
He was activating some kind of technique, projecting the scene of the battle in the center of Central Shenzhou to his location.
Rustling sounds.
Illusory images gradually appeared.
It was a battlefield located in the Nine Heavens.
Rolling red clouds and scarlet blood almost drowned everything.
However, the Yao Saint vaguely noticed a sturdy figure standing in the center of the sea of blood and energy. He stood tall, wielding some kind of boxing technique, suppressing the Taihao Immortal Mirror and Mu Qingliu to an unbearable extent.
With each punch, a faint fist mark appeared on the original Taihao Immortal Mirror, although it quickly recovered. Despite being an artifact of the Harmonization Realm, it should have been invincible.
"Overwhelming blood energy? Is it a practitioner of the Body Cultivation path? No, it's more than just Body Cultivation."
The Yao Saint swallowed hard. He hadn't felt such a terrifying emotion for a long time. Now, seeing that sturdy figure, the Yao Saint's mind trembled.
"Who is it?"
"Who is it?"
The Yao Saint continued to use his technique, and the image gradually became clearer. The appearance of that sturdy figure was faintly revealed.
"He is..."
The Yao Saint widened his eyes.
As a Revenant Ancient Saint, with an exceptionally powerful memory, every time he woke up, he would recall the appearance of the cultivators with some status in the Moral Immortal Sect of Central Shenzhou.
And now, the appearance of that sturdy figure was unexpectedly that of Jun Wuji, the third generation disciple of the Moral Immortal Sect, who was considered a waste with no spiritual roots.
"How is this possible?"
The Yao Saint was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to react.
"Is it Jun Wuji?"
"Why is he so powerful?"
Blood Demon Sea, the Lord of the Blood Demon's heart surged with towering waves.
He had tried to win over Jun Wuji, and through him, tried to win over Jun Dongjin.
So he was quite familiar with Jun Wuji; after all, he had paid attention to him.
But now, the Lord of the Blood Demon was terrified, and even his soul was trembling.
The Blood Demon, in particular, feared the overwhelming blood energy of the most powerful kind.
Although the Lord of the Blood Demon had powerful life-saving means and claimed that the Blood Demon Sea would never dry up, he was not immortal.
However, seeing the figure with overwhelming blood energy, the Lord of the Blood Demon had a feeling that if he were in Mu Qingliu's position now, even the vast Blood Demon Sea might be evaporated by that endless blood energy.
"Jun Wuji, I never expected you to hide so deep!"
The Lord of the Blood Demon steadied his mind.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the blood-colored figure he had sent to win over Jun Wuji.
At that time, the blood-colored figure died very quickly. The Lord of the Blood Demon thought it was just bad luck, being discovered by Mu Qingliu, who wielded the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
But now, the blood-colored figure probably died at the hands of Jun Wuji.
"Fortunately."
The Lord of the Blood Demon looked towards the ongoing battle where Jun Wuji was supposedly pressing Mu Qingliu. For some reason, he felt relieved.
Although he didn't know why Jun Wuji was fighting his grandfather, Mu Qingliu.
But this was a good thing.
Given Jun Wuji's demonstrated strength.
Whenever he teamed up with Mu Qingliu.
No, even without teaming up.
As long as Jun Wuji had the intent to kill him.
He wouldn't be able to escape.
Other Revenant Ancient Saints could hide in some corner and linger.
But he, being the Lord of the Blood Demon Sea, could not escape. His target was too obvious; he was practically a living target.
Mysterious Palace.
The thin man's forehead was faintly sweating.
As a soul without a physical body, he should not have the concept of 'sweating,' but when he felt the battle between Lin Yuan and Mu Qingliu, his scalp almost exploded.
That surging blood energy, if it came to suppress him...
The thin man didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
As the King of Ghost Cultivators, he possessed a certain 'undying' characteristic.
But no matter how undying, there were limits.
Being swept by that endless blood energy would at least peel off a layer of skin.
If it happened a few more times, he would probably really die.
"Retreat, retreat, retreat."
The thin man immediately manipulated the Mysterious Palace, retreating towards the extreme south.
He was genuinely scared.
In the Nine Heavens.
Mu Qingliu, with the Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head, was struggling to resist.
"Wuji. Why is Wuji so strong?"
Mu Qingliu's expression was unsightly. He originally thought that Jun Wuji's greater strength was derived from the Lord of the Yuan Yang Island.
When he suddenly took action, he expected, at the very least, to regain some face, considering it wouldn't be a good thing if his grandson's performance outshone his own.
However, reality was different. In the brief moment of their exchange, Lin Yuan suppressed him, and he hadn't been able to counterattack since.
It wasn't that he didn't want to counterattack, but rather, he couldn't.
"I can't drag this out any longer."
Mu Qingliu made a decision. Although he could endure for a while with the Taihao Immortal Mirror, persisting wasn't a good idea.
"Let's return to the Moral Immortal Sect."
Mu Qingliu sighed. For the first time in tens of thousands of years, the Sect Master of the Moral Immortal Sect was being chased back to the mountain gate.
Whoosh.
The Taihao Immortal Mirror suddenly emitted boundless light, breaking through the layers of blood energy, shooting towards the direction of the Moral Immortal Sect.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, Lin Yuan took large strides, following suit.
Moral Immortal Sect.
Immortal energy filled the air, but at this moment, the entire sect was on high alert as if facing a formidable enemy.
The Sect Master engaged in a fierce battle above the Cloud Mist Sanctuary, and the terrifying fluctuations had long been sensed by the numerous disciples around Moral Immortal Sect.
Many elders and high elders had already started activating the defensive grand formations.
Hum!
A beam of light descended from above.
As the hub of the Moral Immortal Sect's grand formation, the Taihao Immortal Mirror could bypass many of the sect's formations and directly enter the sect.
"Quickly activate the Nine Heavens Defense Formation, the Ten Earths Profound Earth Formation, the Five Elements Rotation Formation, and the Yin-Yang Fusion Formation."
Mu Qingliu urgently instructed, using the Taihao Immortal Realm to simultaneously activate numerous grand formations accumulated by the Moral Immortal Sect over hundreds of thousands of years.
The next moment.
Whooshing sounds echoed.
Like a sea of crimson clouds, boundless and unparalleled, the dazzling and breathtaking blood energy submerged the Moral Immortal Sect.
The Moral Immortal Sect stands magnificently and grandly, towering in the central part of the Divine Land of the Central State, resembling a pillar supporting the sky.
In fact, for tens of thousands of years, the Moral Immortal Sect has overlooked all living beings from the summit of the Immortal Mountain, holding a superior position.
However, today, the towering pillar in the eyes of billions of cultivators in the Divine Land is 'submerged' by a boundless blood energy.
Whoosh.
Dazzling and world-shaking blood energy surged, violently colliding with the protective grand formation of the Moral Immortal Sect.
At every moment, a large amount of blood energy was evaporated, and numerous protective formations collapsed.
However, the torrential blood energy 'submerging' the Moral Immortal Sect showed no sign of slowing down, seemingly endless.
"What's going on?"
"Is someone attacking the Moral Immortal Sect?"
"Is this red sea of blood the power of blood energy? How could there be such a vast amount of blood energy?"
Most disciples of the Moral Immortal Sect had not yet reacted. In the last moment, they were still cultivating in their respective caves, and in the next moment, they felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from the direction of the Cloud Mist Sanctuary not far away.
After that, the situation evolved into what it is now.
The grand Moral Immortal Mountain has already been 'submerged' by the boundless blood energy. Countless formations inside the mountain were activated to resist the invasion of blood energy.
"Blocked?"
Observing the situation, the Sect Master Mu Qingliu inexplicably felt relieved.
"Jun Wuji."
Mu Qingliu's expression became serious as he looked towards the deep sea of blood. He could sense that Jun Wuji was there, silently watching the Moral Immortal Mountain.
"Master, what exactly happened?"
At this moment, Mu Mengting quickly arrived and asked urgently.
His complexion was unsightly, and he couldn't help but shudder when he looked at the red crimson mist that had surrounded the Moral Immortal Mountain. If it weren't for the sect's grand formation isolating them, with his early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he would probably have been 'melted' by the crimson mist in no time.
"It's Jun Wuji."
Mu Qingliu's tone was brief.
At this moment, he didn't want to say too much. The Moral Immortal Sect was facing the greatest crisis in tens of thousands of years, and most of his attention was on the protective grand formation.
"Jun Wuji?"
"The younger son of Jun Dongjin?"
"Doesn't he have no spiritual roots?"
Mu Mengting had already seen the appearance of the person who fought with Mu Qingliu. Achieving this with the methods of the Ancient Saint of Nascent Soul was not difficult.
However, the more it was like this, the more Mu Mengting couldn't believe it.
Jun Wuji?
The Jun Wuji who had never been taken seriously by him?
"How is it possible to be so strong?"
"How is it possible to be so strong?"
Mu Mengting couldn't accept it.
It was as if an ant that had never been glanced at suddenly became an extraordinary figure, and this reversal almost gave rise to a heart demon in Mu Mengting.
"How would I know."
Mu Qingliu glanced at Mu Mengting.
The fact is just like that.
Now, blocking the entrance of the Moral Immortal Sect, he single-handedly, almost in a posture of suppressing the Moral Immortal Mountain.
He is Mu Qingliu's former grandson,
That figure who had extremely low presence, the Third Generation Immortal who had never received attention.
Boom.
Boundless blood energy surged out.
Lin Yuan walked out slowly, overlooking the entire Moral Immortal Mountain.
At this moment, the Moral Immortal Mountain, in front of him, burst forth with tremendous potential. Defensive formations were activated one after another, coordinating and blending with each other, and connecting with the earth's veins of the Central Divine Land.
"Jun Wuji?"
Mu Mengting looked up at the figure, his thoughts surging.
"Jun Wuji?"
"Is he Jun Wuji?"
"The young son of Lord Jun Dongjin?"
Countless disciples of the Moral Immortal Sect also saw Lin Yuan. They were stunned, not expecting that the existence displaying such overwhelming strength today would actually be the Third Generation Immortal who grew up in the Moral Immortal Mountain.
Many of these disciples had contact with Jun Wuji back then. At that time, Jun Wuji had an extraordinary background, and no one dared to provoke him. However, he couldn't cultivate himself, so many disciples of the sect looked down on him.
But now.
Looking up at Jun Wuji standing in the sky, many disciples of the sect felt like they were dreaming.
"Let's see if it can be broken."
Lin Yuan carefully observed the Moral Immortal Mountain below.
Relying solely on the erosion of blood energy, it was difficult to deal with the Moral Immortal Sect. Lin Yuan needed to take the initiative.
Boom!
Lin Yuan raised his hand.
From a distance, he slapped towards the Moral Immortal Mountain below.
Hum!
Crimson mist rolled, boundless blood energy condensed, forming a giant palm spanning hundreds of miles, slapping towards the Moral Immortal Mountain.
In the spatial pocket.
Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian'er, and the whole family of Jun Xiao Yao and Jun Zhi Lan felt uneasy.
"Husband, what on earth is going on?"
Mu Lian'er asked in a low voice. Since being taken into the spatial pocket, she has been in a nervous state.
Although Mu Lian'er was sure that the one who took them away was her son Jun Wuji.
But this led to more questions.
Her younger son, why could he take them away?
The transcendent guardians outside, why didn't they intervene?
Moreover, the magical technique of the sect, like the spatial manipulation, isn't it something only the transcendent guardians could perform?
One question after another left Mu Lian'er utterly puzzled.
"Younger brother, when did your strength become so formidable? Even using the spatial manipulation?"
Jun Zhilan couldn't help but say.
In her eyes, her younger brother, Jun Wuji, had always been someone she needed to protect. Suddenly, he used a technique only transcendent guardians could perform.
Jun Zhilan herself was only in the Yuan Ying stage, but even so, she was considered a genius within the sect.
"Could it be that my younger brother has some hidden talent, cultivating secretly, and has now entered the transcendent stage, so he requested the sect leader to take us away?"
Jun Xiaoyao speculated after some thought.
So far, this seemed to be the most plausible possibility.
Hidden talents in the Divine Land had appeared a few times over tens of thousands of years, but the likelihood was small, so nobody had considered this possibility.
"Transcendent stage?"
"Do you think this is the spatial manipulation of the transcendent stage?"
At this moment, Jun Dongjin, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"Huh?"
"Isn't spatial manipulation something only the transcendent stage can perform?"
"Could it be that there are special methods to use spatial manipulation in the Yuan Ying or even Golden Core stages?"
Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan asked.
If that were the case, many things would be easier to accept.
Even if Jun Wuji had hidden talents, reaching the transcendent stage in just over a hundred years was still too astonishing.
The Golden Core stage and Yuan Ying stage would make more sense.
At least, Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan themselves were at this level.
"So that's how it is."
Mu Lian'er suddenly understood.
Even she, the direct daughter of the sect leader, hadn't heard of the method to lower the threshold for using spatial manipulation, a divine technique.
The essence of spatial manipulation lies in the perception of space. Before reaching the transcendent stage, who could clearly sense and utilize space?
"You haven't understood what I meant."
Jun Dongjin glanced at the few people, suppressing the shock within him. "Even if a transcendent guardian of the Nascent Soul stage uses the spatial manipulation, the space within the sleeve can reach at most one li."
Having said this, Jun Dongjin paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued, "The Refinement Void Ancient Sage, if he uses the spatial manipulation, the space within the sleeve can reach a hundred li."
After finishing his words, Jun Dongjin stood up and looked around.
He looked at the spatial interior where they were located.
Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan also looked over.
As far as the eye could see, it was vast and boundless.
Not just tens of thousands of miles, but East Sea.
White Jade Island, the core area.
Lin Yuanyang stood with a dignified expression.
Buzz.
A figure appeared.
It was the Lunar Yin Divine Soul.
Swish!
The Lunar Yin Divine Soul waved its hand.
Jun Dongjin and the other four appeared.
"Where is this?"
Jun Dongjin cautiously looked around.
Mu Lian'er, Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Zhilan were still immersed in the shock of the Refinement Void Ancient Sage's spatial interior being only a hundred li.
"Dad, Mom, Big Brother, Second Sister, I have something to attend to. I'll explain when I come back."
The Lunar Yin Divine Soul smiled faintly.
And with that, it disappeared with the Solar Yang Divine Soul on White Jade Island.
After a hundred years of development, White Jade Island could withstand attacks even from several Refinement Void Ancient Sages for a considerable amount of time.
Unless the Sect Master of the Moral Immortal Sect wielded the Taihao Immortal Mirror with full force, it might pierce through White Jade Island.
However, currently, the Sect Master of the Moral Immortal Sect, Mu Qingliu, and the Taihao Immortal Mirror were both blocked by Lin Yuan within the Immortal Sect.
It could be said that White Jade Island was now one of the safest places in the world.
Moral Immortal Mountain.
The Qi and blood surged endlessly.
Lin Yuan looked down, clapped dozens of times in a row, but still couldn't shake Moral Immortal Mountain.
"It's truly a turtle shell."
Lin Yuan's expression remained calm.
Moral Immortal Mountain was connected to the largest earth vein in the Divine Land. Attacking Moral Immortal Mountain was equivalent to attacking the entire Divine Land, and the force would be infinitely dispersed.
In fact, Lin Yuan also has a means to break through Moral Immortal Mountain, which is to gradually destroy the entire Divine Land inch by inch.
Without the Divine Land, the defensive power of Moral Immortal Mountain will inevitably plummet.
However, this method is equivalent to causing significant self-harm to achieve a victory over the enemy.
Without the Divine Land, Lin Yuan's path of martial evolution would also be challenging to propagate.
Inside Moral Immortal Mountain, when Mu Qingliu saw Lin Yuan stop his attack, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he had great confidence in the sect's defense, believing that it would take special means for anyone to break through unless a Unity Realm expert personally intervened, seeing Lin Yuan's displayed methods still gave him a feeling of fear and unease.
"We've held our ground."
Beside him, Mu Mengting finally relaxed.
At this moment, his thoughts were extremely complicated. Jun Wuji, who once seemed insignificant to him, now brought an overwhelming sense of pressure.
" Sect Master, what do we do now?"
Mu Mengting asked in a low voice.
Although Moral Immortal Mountain blocked Lin Yuan's attacks...
With Lin Yuan blocking the exit outside, they couldn't leave either.
"What else can we do?"
Mu Qingliu sighed.
"We can only endure it."
Mu Qingliu said softly.
Given the current intensity of Lin Yuan's attacks, only he, holding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, might be able to withstand it for a while if he goes out.
Other disciples, including Mu Mengting, a newly promoted Ancient Sage, would face certain death if they went out.
"Our sect has a profound foundation."
Mu Qingliu was about to speak to boost the morale of the many disciples of the sect.
Just at that moment.
In the other two directions of Moral Immortal Mountain.
Amidst the surging red haze of Qi and blood.
Two figures emerged.
One exuded the aura of the sun, as if the great sun was descending to the earth. It was the Lord of the Yang Element from White Jade Island.
The other figure was surrounded by an endless aura of the Lunar Yin, shining like the bright moon. Its aura was no less than that of the adjacent Lord of the Yang Element.
"Is that the mysterious Lunar Yin Ancient Sage?"
"No, this Lunar Yin Ancient Sage is also one of Jun Wuji's avatars."
Mu Qingliu's expression changed drastically, immediately activating the Taihao Immortal Mirror, thereby pushing the protective array of Moral Immortal Mountain to its utmost.
Boom!
The Lunar Yin Divine Soul and the Solar Yang Divine Soul joined forces. The power of Lunar Yin and Solar Yang merged, forming the force of Taiji. They condensed a black-and-white dual-colored Yin-Yang grinding disc, pressing down towards Moral Immortal Mountain below.
At the same time, Lin Yuan's true body made another move.
The surging blood and breathtaking aura once again bombarded Moral Immortal Mountain.
"The Lord of the Yang Element and that Lunar Yin Ancient Sage are two avatars of Jun Wuji?" To the west of the Divine Land, the demonic saint in the demonic saint's nest had an expression of numbness.
The series of events that happened today far surpassed the past tens of thousands of years. Even in the era when a powerful cultivator transcending the Refinement Void limit was not uncommon, it couldn't bring him such immense shock.
First was the Lord of the Yang Element, revealing a combat power surpassing the Refinement Void limit, easily blocking Mu Qingliu's attack wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
Next, it was the so-called waste in everyone's eyes. For some unknown reason, he fought against his own grandfather.
Fighting aside, what was unbelievable was that Jun Wuji was actually suppressing his own grandfather?
Finally, the Sect Master had no choice but to escape into Moral Immortal Mountain. With the foundation of Moral Immortal Sect accumulated over tens of thousands of years, they barely withstood Jun Wuji's killing intent.
Now, the Lord of the Yang Element had arrived.
The mysterious Lunar Yin Ancient Sage had also arrived.
The three were situated in three different directions around Moral Immortal Mountain. Although their auras were different, they could easily merge into one, clearly indicating that the three were one.
At this moment, the demonic saint was shaken. He never dreamed that Jun Wuji had hidden so many trump cards.
To the south of the Divine Land, the emaciated figure, the king of ghost cultivation, felt a chill.
Originally planning to escape towards the extreme south, seeing Jun Wuji suppressing the entire Moral Immortal Sect and the Lord of the Yang Element and Lunar Yin Ancient Sage, both having a significant connection with Jun Wuji, he suddenly felt disinterested.
The emaciated man no longer wished to escape. If it was only the Lord of the Yang Element, a cultivator who transcended the Refinement Void limit, he might have some hope of escaping towards the extreme south. However, with three individuals, especially when there was a high probability that these three were one person, the master of ghost cultivation no longer wanted to flee. Because it wouldn't make a difference where he fled within this realm.
In the face of the current power unleashed by Jun Wuji, the ends of the earth were just beneath his feet.
"How could such a freak be born in this world?"
The master of ghost cultivation sighed, glancing towards the direction of Moral Immortal Sect from afar.
Compared to his current situation, Moral Immortal Sect was undoubtedly countless times worse.
Blood Demon Sea.
The master of the Blood Demons felt uneasy.
"Why is he so strong?"
The master of the Blood Demons knew many events from tens of thousands of years ago. Even then, surpassing the Refinement Void limit was not rare, and terrifying strength like Lin Yuan's was only seen in one or two individuals.
Moral Immortal Mountain.
The terrifying immortal light formation, almost able to pierce through space, was activated by Mu Qingliu himself using the Taihao Immortal Mirror, sitting in the central position of the mountain.
The next moment.
The Yin-Yang Taiji grinding disc pressed down.
At that moment,
The heavens and earth seemed to collapse,
As if all things were being destroyed.
Lin Yuan gathered both of his divine souls and his true body for a full-powered strike.
Completely surpassing the limits of the sixth stage, in terms of sheer power, he might already be approaching the seventh stage?
After a moment,
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually calmed down.
Lin Yuan looked down.
"It's a pity."
Lin Yuan shook his head slightly.
Even with his full-powered strike, he still hadn't broken through Moral Immortal Mountain.
"Well, it doesn't matter."
Lin Yuan didn't mind much.
Moral Immortal Sect, with a heritage of tens of thousands of years, had an unfathomable foundation. It was difficult to completely break through its protective array unless a Unity Realm true immortal or a seventh-stage evolver intervened.
Lin Yuan didn't intend to completely resolve Moral Immortal Sect this time he came here. Instead, he wanted to test his own strength and use the entire Moral Immortal Sect as a benchmark for measuring his strength.
"Although I can't break through, it's close enough."
"As long as I cultivate to the peak of the twelfth stage of the sixth stage, with a full-powered strike, the attack power should be able to touch the seventh stage."
"By then, I may have a chance to completely break through Moral Immortal Mountain."
Lin Yuan looked down at Moral Immortal Mountain, silently thinking.
Of course,
The premise of all Lin Yuan's predictions
was that the legendary 'Spirit Realm' did not intervene.
Moral Immortal Sect controlled the 'Ascension Platform,' and each generation of Ancient Sages who presided over the sect, after holding the sect for ten to twenty thousand years, would use the Ascension Platform to go to the 'Spirit Realm.'
Tens of thousands of years ago, in that era, there were many powerful individuals, not lacking those who transcended the Refinement Void limit. They had long gone to the 'Spirit Realm' through the 'Ascension Platform' for a higher-level existence.
In the Spirit Realm, it could almost be said that there were confirmed Unity Realm true immortals.
However,
The Ascension Platform was a one-way channel.
Those ancestors of Moral Immortal Sect in the 'Spirit Realm,' once they ascended, couldn't come back down.
This was also the key reason why Lin Yuan dared to make a move against Moral Immortal Sect.
The two realms were separated, and even if intervention was possible, the power used would be very limited. Lin Yuan was invincible in this realm, so he had no fear of these matters.
"Let's go back."
Lin Yuan glanced at Moral Immortal Sect beneath his feet.
His figure disappeared.
In fact,
Lin Yuan could have left behind either the Solar Yang Divine Soul or the Lunar Yin Divine Soul to continue suppressing Moral Immortal Sect.
But there is no need for that.
With the display of his strength just now,
Even if he didn't leave a clone to suppress them, the disciples of Moral Immortal Sect probably wouldn't dare to leave their homes for a long time.
Especially those Nascent Soul True Sovereigns and Transformation Realm Heavenly Sovereigns.
Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to venture out of the range of Moral Immortal Mountain.
Since that's the case,
It's better for the main divine soul to return together; cultivating the divine soul can also enhance Lin Yuan's enlightenment efficiency.
With Lin Yuan's departure,
Inside Moral Immortal Mountain, numerous disciples of the sect were tearful.
Just a moment ago, they truly felt the threat of death, thinking that the heritage of tens of thousands of years of Moral Immortal Mountain might not be able to withstand the wheel of the Yin-Yang Great Mill?
But now,
Moral Immortal Mountain hasn't been breached.
And the figure of Jun Wuji, who stood in the sky like a true immortal overlooking them, disappeared, indicating that he should have left.
"We survived."
"Hahaha, I knew my destiny shouldn't end."
"We survived, really survived."
Countless sect disciples couldn't help but celebrate.
From life to death, and then from death to life, such ups and downs, even for cultivators, their mental state inevitably fluctuates.
"We survived?"
In the high sky, Mu Mongting watched the sect disciples' celebration, feeling a bit bitter.
When did the once lofty disciples of Moral Immortal Sect start to express such emotions?
"Go find the Sect Master."
Mu Mongting steadied himself and immediately flew towards the top of Moral Immortal Mountain.
For ordinary disciples, indeed, they survived.
But for the higher-ups of the sect, this is just the beginning.
Next, what the sect should do specifically is the key.
Jun Wuji just left; he didn't die, so it's not time to celebrate yet.
At the top hall of Moral Immortal Mountain,
Sect Master Mu Qingliu sat on the main seat.
With closed eyes, he furrowed his brows in contemplation.
"Sect Master."
Mu Mongting appeared in the hall, slightly bowing to Mu Qingliu.
"Mongting, ah."
Mu Qingliu opened his eyes, looking at Mu Mongting.
Seeing the respectfully postured Mu Mongting, Mu Qingliu subconsciously compared him with Jun Wuji.
The result was that the two couldn't be compared at all.
"I wonder if I really made the wrong choice," Mu Qinglu silently thought.
If he hadn't chosen Mu Mongting as the next generation Sect Master but instead chose Jun Dongjin,
Would there have been the scene just now, which could be considered a catastrophe for Moral Immortal Sect?
Although Lin Yuan wants to spread the path of martial arts, which is absolutely something he cannot compromise on, and Moral Immortal Sect cannot compromise either.
But if Jun Dongjin were the Sect Master, there would be at least some room for reconciliation between the two, and they wouldn't directly resort to violence as just happened.
"Sect Master, what should we do now?" Mu Mongting asked tentatively.
"What to do?" Mu Qingliu's thoughts converged. "We can't deal with Jun Wuji's strength. Now, we can only inquire about the intentions of our ancestors."
"The intentions of our ancestors?" Mu Mongting's eyes lit up.
Moral Immortal Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, but it has had thirty generations of Sect Masters.
On average, each Sect Master holds the sect for only ten to twenty thousand years.
Why is that?
You should know that the lifespan of an Ancient Saint in the Refinement Realm is far more than twenty thousand years. The three Ancient Saints from Blood Demon Sea, Ghostly Abyss Palace, and Demon Saint Nest have lived from that era tens of thousands of years ago to the present.
For an Ancient Saint in the Refinement Realm, living for tens of thousands of years is not a difficult task.
But in reality, there have been many Sect Masters of Moral Immortal Sect. The reason is the 'Spiritual Realm.'
Moral Immortal Sect controls the 'Ascension Platform,' which is the channel connecting to the 'Spiritual Realm.' All generations of Sect Masters have used the 'Ascension Platform' to go to the Spiritual Realm.
It is said that the cultivation environment in the Spiritual Realm far surpasses that of the Central Divine Continent. In the Spiritual Realm, the ancestors of Moral Immortal Sect even include True Immortals in the Unity Realm.
"Don't have too high expectations for the ancestors."
"The ancestors are in the Spiritual Realm, and it's challenging for them to interfere in the mortal world."
Mu Qingliu shook his head. If the ancestors could intervene in the Central Divine Continent, then the Demon Saint Nest, Ghostly Abyss Palace, and Blood Demon Sea would have been wiped out long ago. How could they still exist to this day?
White Jade Island.
Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian'er, as well as Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Zhilan, and others.
They were waiting anxiously, filled with speculation.
"Is this White Jade Island?"
"The territory of the Elemental Yang Island Lord? Is there still a connection between Wuji and the Elemental Yang Island Lord?"
The shock in Jun Dongjin's heart has not stopped.
Although he vaguely speculated about the strength of his son Jun Wuji from the 'Realm within the Sleeve' displayed by Lin Yuan's Taiyin Divine Soul, whether it far exceeded their imagination or not, without Jun Wuji's oral confirmation, it cannot be considered certain.
Just at this moment,
Lin Yuan appeared not far away.
"Wuji."
"Younger brother."
Mu Lian'er, Jun Zhilan, and Jun Xiaoyao rushed forward.
"What exactly is going on?"
"The person who received us before, why does he look exactly like you?"
Jun Zhilan couldn't help but ask.
"That is my doppelgänger, so to speak," Lin Yuan thought for a moment and explained.
The Martial Dao Divine Soul in the path of martial arts evolution does indeed resemble a 'doppelgänger,' but it does not require the same sacrifices as cultivating a 'doppelgänger.'
Next,
Lin Yuan truthfully revealed some things.
For example, his true strength, the so-called Elemental Yang Island Lord and Taiyin Ancient Sage are all his doppelgängers.
As for why he has so much strength, Lin Yuan's explanation is that when he was a child, he suddenly gained some memories in his mind.
In those memories, there were some incomplete cultivation methods.
Anyway, it's nine parts true and one part false.
"I have read in some ancient texts that before the appearance of the 'Ascension Platform,' those powerful beings who exceeded the Refinement Realm faced the limit of their lifespan and would attempt reincarnation."
"You, Wuji, are probably the reincarnation of one of those powerful beings. However, the idea of reincarnation is elusive, especially facing the confusion in the womb. The 'true self' of that powerful being may have already passed away, leaving only some memories that Wuji accepted."
Jun Dongjin pondered for a moment and spoke.
Although the concept of reincarnation is elusive, it does exist.
In the history of Moral Immortal Sect, there have been some extremely wise disciples.
These disciples were born with knowledge and often had glimpses of scenes from another world in their minds.
"Younger brother, are you saying that you just went to Moral Immortal Sect and almost broke it?"
Jun Zhilan blinked her eyes.
Every word Lin Yuan said was understood by her individually, but when combined, why did it feel so unfamiliar?
"I had no other intention when I took action against Moral Immortal Sect; I just wanted to prove my strength to prepare for the spread of martial arts in the future."
Lin Yuan said truthfully.
To spread the path of martial arts, mere words and family affection are not enough.
Moral Immortal Sect has the support of ancestors in the 'Spiritual Realm,' and Lin Yuan never had the idea of annihilating Moral Immortal Sect.
After all, Lin Yuan can only stay in this world for five hundred years. Even if he really wiped out Moral Immortal Sect,
Five hundred years later,
When Lin Yuan leaves this world, the 'Spiritual Realm' ancestors of Moral Immortal Sect can completely make a comeback.
Re-establish Moral Immortal Sect.
The two realms are separated. Even a True Immortal in the Unity Realm would find it challenging to break through the world barrier and interfere in the mortal world.
At most, they can use some tricks. Those tricks may work against ordinary beings who exceed the Refinement Realm, but against Lin Yuan, they have no effect.
However, for the next five hundred years, with Lin Yuan around, there is no need to worry about martial arts. But what about after five hundred years?
So the real purpose of Lin Yuan's actions is to force out those ancestors of Moral Immortal Sect in the 'Spiritual Realm.'
As for why not use more peaceful means, such as telling the truth to Mu Qingliu, there is actually no difference. If Lin Yuan didn't have enough strength, even if he appeared in a peaceful manner, he would still be suppressed by Moral Immortal Sect. On the contrary, if Lin Yuan demonstrated the ability to annihilate Moral Immortal Sect in this realm, no matter what he did, as long as he didn't cross the bottom line, there would be room for negotiation.
In addition,
Lin Yuan has another reason.
That is to vent for his parents.
Who asked Moral Immortal Sect to choose the wrong person?
"Wuji, do it according to your own ideas."
Jun Dongjin looked at his son and spoke.
Having experienced the peak in Moral Immortal Sect, almost becoming the future Sect Master, and also experiencing a low point, spending a hundred years in a remote place like Mangya Mountain, he had long seen through many things.
After explaining everything to his parents and elder brother and sister,
Lin Yuan specially arranged a cave mansion for them on Baiyu Island.
Baiyu Island is rich in spiritual energy, although not as good as Moral Immortal Sect, it is still comparable to the blessed lands in the central divine land.
Much better than the remote Mangya Mountain.
Lin Yuan is reassured that his parents can cultivate here.
Several months later,
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the cave mansion.
Not far away, a man in a blood robe respectfully bowed.
"Meet the great one."
This man in the blood robe is none other than the Blood Demon Lord.
After living in anxiety in the Blood Demon Sea for several months, he decided to visit Lin Yuan in person.
After all, with Lin Yuan's demonstrated strength, wiping out his Blood Demon Sea is not a difficult task. Faced with such a powerful being, the Blood Demon Lord naturally knew how to act.
"Is this your doppelgänger?"
Lin Yuan observed the Blood Demon Lord with interest.
This is not the first Ancient Sage to visit Lin Yuan.
Before this, the Ghost King of the Hades Palace and the Demon Saint of the Demon Saint Nest had already visited.
They offered their core cultivation methods and secrets in the hope of gaining Lin Yuan's protection.
It's not exactly protection; they just hope that Lin Yuan won't take action against them.
Lin Yuan naturally accepted them one by one.
These ancient sages who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years still have many valuable aspects to their inheritance methods.
"Great one."
"I, as the original body, cannot leave the Blood Demon Sea, so I can only let this incarnation come."
The Blood Demon Lord suddenly became somewhat uneasy, thinking that Lin Yuan was blaming him for being impolite.
"No problem."
Lin Yuan waved his hand.
"Sir, this is the 'Blood Sea Immortality Technique' that I've been studying for a long time."
The Lord of Blood Demon immediately presented a blood-red jade slip.
Then he expressed his loyalty to Lin Yuan, saying that as long as Lin Yuan gave the order, he would expand the Blood Demon Sea, invade the Divine Land of Central Shenzhou, and not stop until Moral Immortal Sect was completely destroyed.
After dismissing the Lord of Blood Demon,
Lin Yuan began to browse through the contents of the blood-red jade slip.
"Merge with the Blood Sea, undying and indestructible. No wonder for hundreds of thousands of years, Moral Immortal Sect couldn't suppress it. This already involves certain methods of the Harmony Realm."
Lin Yuan's expression became slightly serious.
The reason why the Demon Saint's Nest and the Nether Palace could withstand the suppression of Moral Immortal Sect was that they were originally powerful treasures left by the group of beings who surpassed the limits of the Virtual Refinement realm tens of thousands of years ago.
But the Lord of Blood Demon didn't have these treasures; he relied solely on merging with the Blood Demon Sea, surviving freely until now.
"If this method could be slightly modified..."
Lin Yuan felt quite tempted.
The drawback of the Blood Sea Immortality Technique was that it couldn't leave the entity it was merged with.
For example, the Lord of Blood Demon couldn't leave the range of the Blood Demon Sea because he was the Blood Demon Sea, and the Blood Demon Sea was him.
With Lin Yuan's extraordinary comprehension, it was not impossible to eliminate this drawback, just by weakening the 'undying' aspect a bit.
Time passed by.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
White Jade Island became more prosperous, and the number of martial cultivators grew significantly.
Jun Dongjing, Mu Linger, Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Zhilan were living happily on White Jade Island, at least without much pressure.
Moreover, White Jade Island's reputation had surpassed that of Moral Immortal Sect. The status of Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan was on the rise.
Just at this moment,
A terrifying aura soared from the core area of White Jade Island.
This majestic aura seemed capable of suppressing everything. Across the vast East Sea, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to tremble.
Demon Saint's Nest.
The Demon Saint looked towards the East Sea with shock.
"Has that person... broken through?"
The Demon Saint muttered to himself. A hundred years ago, that person was able to lift Moral Immortal Sect and strike them down. Now, with further progress, what level would they reach?
Nether Palace.
The Ghost King sighed.
He also looked towards the East Sea, not knowing what more to think.
Blood Demon Sea, the Lord of Blood Demon, was similarly puzzled.
Moral Immortal Sect.
Mu Qingliu and Mu Mongting, at the first moment, felt the aura coming from the East Sea. They abruptly stood up and looked towards the East Sea.
As the breakthrough aura became more overwhelming,
For a moment,
Countless beings, seemingly sensing something, subconsciously looked towards the East Sea.
As if—
All living beings, without prior agreement, were collectively looking at one person.