Protect Our Chief

While Wang Shouzhe was leading Wang Ningxi and the others, traveling leisurely and unhurried toward Lingyun Sacred Land.

Within Lingyun Sacred Land itself, ripples were also slowly rising.

Within the vast territory of the Saint Land, there was a range of mountains with grand and boundless momentum, stretching on without end, named the "Taiyi Mountain Range." This mountain range was one of the Nine Sacred Veins, the seat of the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage.

As one of the currently more powerful lineages among the Nine Sacred Veins, the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage now had many Disciples, and naturally within the Taiyi Mountain Range immortal flowers bloomed in profusion, jade pavilions lay half-hidden, Spiritual Birds came and went, and from time to time powerful figures strode through the void, stirring up streaks of multicolored radiance—truly a scene of Immortal Family splendor.

The main peak of the Taiyi Mountain Range was called "Taiyi Peak," the tallest and most imposing among the range.

Behind Taiyi Peak, there was a separately demarcated forbidden area. Within the forbidden area stood a mountain that was neither particularly towering nor particularly bizarre, named "Golden Sun Peak."

This peak was precisely the Inheritance Land of the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage.

The surroundings of the Inheritance Land were tightly guarded; not only was it shrouded by Arrays, there were Spirit Beasts on watch and Disciples patrolling, defended so thoroughly that not even water could seep through.

Throughout the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage, aside from Langya Zhenren, the Master of the Pulse, only those Great Celestial Prides who had obtained permission and were qualified to receive the inheritance could enter.

And the function of the Inheritance Land was not merely to confer inheritance.

Because several Gold Element and Fire Element Top-Grade Spiritual Veins lay buried beneath Golden Sun Peak, the Gold Fire Spiritual Qi on the summit was rich and dense; even without receiving inheritance, simply cultivating within the bounds of Golden Sun Peak would bring immense benefits.

Thus, this was also the place where True Men of successive generations shut themselves away for secluded cultivation.

On this day.

At the center of the Taiyi Mountain Range, on the lecture platform of Taiyi Peak, Elder Jin Ji, dressed in a dark-gold Daoist Robe, was preaching the Dao to several Disciples.

He was Langya Zhenren’s senior Disciple; when Langya Zhenren was absent, most affairs of the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage were managed by him.

Now over six hundred years old, even with the superior resources of Lingyun Sacred Land supporting him, and despite having taken quite a few lifespan-extending Elixirs, he still could not avoid growing old; the sharpness in his eyes was no longer what it had been in his youth.

Just as Elder Jin Ji reached a critical point in his sermon.

Suddenly.

From the direction of Golden Sun Peak, a majestic pressure surged straight into the heavens.

That pressure was grand and vast, like scarlet flames linking heaven and earth, scorching the firmament, and also like a keen blade drawn from its sheath, its edge fully revealed.

As the pressure spread, Energy churned in the sky above Golden Sun Peak, space itself quivered, and violent Energy fluctuations roared outward; even the Spiritual Qi around Taiyi Peak, which was some distance away, trembled restlessly in response.

"Master has emerged from seclusion!"

Elder Jin Ji’s expression lit up with joy, and he immediately rose from the lecture platform.

The Disciples listening below also all showed delighted looks.

Those who were qualified to sit here and listen to the lecture were all Core Disciples of the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage, each a Celestial Pride of the Celestial Human Realm, all future pillars of the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage, numbering in the dozens.

In the time it took to speak, a figure full of imposing presence appeared above Golden Sun Peak, striding over through the air.

That figure wore a long white robe, stood straight and tall, his bearing like fine jade; though his temples were already frosted white and there were traces of age on his face, he was still gentle and elegant, with a graceful demeanor.

This person was, of course, the current Master of the Pulse of the Taiyi Golden Yang Lineage, Langya Zhenren.

"Congratulations, Master. Your Golden Sun Great Divine Technique has grown even more formidable." Elder Jin Ji went up happily to greet him, saluting with a Disciple’s etiquette and offering his congratulations.

"It is no more than having become a bit more proficient on the original foundation~" Langya Zhenren’s expression remained calm. "The Taiyi Golden Sun True Technique reaches its limit at the Divine Power Realm. I have been in seclusion for many years, seeking the road ahead, yet only feel that the path before me is boundless and hazy—the more I explore, the more lost I become."

"Without stepping into Lingxu, it all ends in vain..."

As he finished, he sighed, his expression tinged with helplessness.

In the end, it had been his own delusion.

If the road beyond Divine Techniques were so easy to discover, then how could the entire Lingyun Sacred Land possess only a single Treasure Manual?

"Master, why be so discouraged?" Elder Jin Ji consoled him. "Your age counts as young among the Divine Power Zhenren; you still have plenty of time in the future to grope your way forward. Besides, the Saint Land still has some fragmented Chapters you can refer to."

His figure already somewhat stooped, yet standing before Langya Zhenren he seemed even older than Langya himself—not like his Disciple, but rather like his elder.

This too was the fate of a Black Tortoise Cultivator: if one did not step into Divine Techniques, then Lifespan was only eight hundred years, and naturally the signs of age appeared early.

The path of cultivation was incomparably splendid, yet also the most cruel.

Time waits for no one; when Lifespan is up, it is simply up. No matter how unwilling one is, one can only resign oneself to fate.

Yet how could people so easily accept fate? Once they attain cultivation of the Celestial Human Realm, they think of Purple Mansion; once they reach the Purple Mansion Realm, they think of Divine Techniques; once they stand in the Divine Power Realm, they think of Lingxu...

So it has been since ancient times.

But those who truly step into Lingxu are but as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

"Easier said than done. The Path of Lingxu is as hard as ascending to heaven." Langya Zhenren sighed. "Enough, enough~ let us not speak of this. Has there been any word from Ce’er?"

"Junior Brother Gong Yang is still traveling in the Immortal Dynasty," Elder Jin Ji replied. "But some days ago he already sent a letter back, saying he is preparing to set out on the return journey. He should be able to return to the Saint Land before long, and will certainly not miss the Struggle for the Saint Son."

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