Lonemoon didn't understand how a mortal like Fatty had anything to do with the nomological power, and could even force the Heavenly Dao to close the realm gate. But now, they had to quickly find the person and study him. Fortunately, they knew the location of the other party.
Lonemoon complained about the unreliable Shen Ying as he rushed in the direction of Divine Imperial Sect where he met Fatty. Finally, the next morning, he reached the vicinity of that immortal city.
Unexpectedly, it was very lively inside and outside the city today. Cultivators could be seen everywhere, many times more than a few days ago. Lonemoon was puzzled as he rushed in the direction of the branch of Divine Imperial Sect. But the closer he got to Divine Imperial Sect, the more people there were, especially at the foot of the mountain where Divine Imperial Sect was already surrounded by cultivators. Most of them were Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators, but none of them were above Nascent Soul. These people were either in groups of three to five or meditating alone, but all of them were facing the same direction. As if they were waiting for something?
Lonemoon, who originally planned to go up the mountain quietly, hesitated, and smiled as he asked a cultivator beside him, "Fellow Daoist, I happened to pass by this place, may I ask what day it is today, why is it so lively? Could it be that something big happened in Divine Imperial Sect? "
"You don't know?" That cultivator looked at him with some surprise. "Then you're really lucky, Perfected Yu Su of Divine Imperial Sect ascended to Soul Formation today, so it's the day of his ascension ceremony, all the sects have sent people to congratulate him. Disciples of small sects like us couldn't get invitations, so we can only hang around outside the sect. "
"Ascension ceremony?" Was this the big event that those cultivators were talking about? Lonemoon frowned, suddenly feeling that something was wrong with his words, and subconsciously asked, "I'm ignorant, I didn't know that Supremacy Yu Su has such a wide circle of friends, and such high prestige? Even disciples who didn't get invitations voluntarily gathered at the foot of the mountain to congratulate him? "And so many people came?
That cultivator was stunned, and looked back with a strange expression, and suddenly laughed. "Tsk, how is that possible!" He gave him a look that said 'are you stupid', looked around, and then lowered his voice. "What are you thinking? We are just low-level disciples, how could we have the opportunity to get to know a Nascent Soul Daoist Master? The people here probably don't even know what Yu Su looks like, how could they possibly come to congratulate him? I'm just waiting here for the moment he successfully enters the Soul Formation stage. I want to see if I can comprehend it by chance and improve my cultivation. "
Lonemoon paused. "You mean he hasn't passed the tribulation yet?" Then why would he need to hold an Ascension Ceremony? What if he was struck to death? The higher the rank, the higher the mortality rate! Additionally, should he fail, the nearby cultivators would be easily implicated. Those with high cultivation bases would be fine, but those with low cultivation bases would be reduced to ash. How could they have the courage to come and watch?
"Which mountain cave did you come from? How come you don't know anything?" The cultivator was a little annoyed by the questions and looked at him as if he was looking at a country bumpkin. "Didn't you hear that person's surname is Yu? They were one of the Six Great Clans, and rumor had it that they were of the direct line of descent. With their talent, how could they have failed the tribulation? Just wait patiently, it's about to begin. "
With that said, he ignored him and sat down cross-legged, staring seriously in the direction of the mountain with the others.
The more Lonemoon listened, the weirder he felt. Why was it that breaking through from Nascent Soul to Soul Formation was such an easy thing in these people's eyes? They hadn't even passed the Thunder Tribulation, and they were already preparing for the Ascension Ceremony.
Lonemoon and Chef exchanged a look. Both of them felt that this was a little strange. So they directly left the crowd, stuck on the Aura-Concealing Talisman, picked up Shen Ying and flew towards Divine Imperial Sect.
The three of them directly followed behind the disciples and easily made their way to the square. Because they had an invisibility cheat with them, no one suspected their identity.
From afar, they saw a person sitting in the middle of the square, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. There was no one within a hundred meter radius of him, but there was a huge defensive array carved under his feet. There were also more than ten Dharma artifacts around him. It was obvious that he was the cultivator going through the tribulation.
Lonemoon turned to look to the right. There were more than ten people sitting on the high platform there. Most of them were Soul Formation cultivators, and there were three Traveling Immortals. One look and he could tell that their status was extraordinary. They should be the leadership team of Divine Imperial Sect, and cultivators from other sects who came to congratulate them. Looking closely, seven or eight of them looked a little familiar. They were the few people who picked up Fatty that day.
But the strange thing was, Fatty wasn't among that group of people. He subconsciously frowned. Wasn't Fatty the Sect Master? And the big matter that those people mentioned before should be this Ascension Ceremony. Why was he not here at the critical moment?
Regarding the reason why Fatty became the Sect Master, Lonemoon did ask around these few days out of curiosity. The fact that Divine Imperial Sect had a mortal Sect Master was not a secret. It was extremely easy to find out. This had something to do with the origin of Divine Imperial Sect. It was rumored that the ancestors of the six aristocratic families had once received the grace of Fatty's ancestor, who saved them from danger. So the six aristocratic families passed down their ancestral teachings, asking their descendants to treat the descendants of their benefactor kindly.
Later, the six aristocratic families united to form Divine Imperial Sect. To show respect to their benefactor, every generation of Divine Imperial Sect Master was a descendant of the benefactor. But for some reason, the branch of Hui Ze's family had never had many descendants. They all had only one descendant. And their cultivation aptitude was extremely poor. Not to mention Nascent Soul or Soul Formation, even if the entire sect used up all their power, they couldn't make a Golden Core cultivator out of them. All of them died early.
Lonemoon didn't care at first. But ever since Shen Ying said that Fatty was the main reason why the nomological power was abnormal, he felt that this was a little strange. Maybe it had something to do with that legendary poor aptitude and the bloodline that could only be passed down to one person. So they had to find Fatty as soon as possible.
Looking around carefully again, and after confirming that Fatty wasn't among them, he directly activated his ability and released his divine perception, wanting to directly detect Fatty's location.
But the sky suddenly darkened. Large thunderclouds gathered in the sky. Faint sounds of thunder could be heard, and white flashes of light surged between the clouds.
"The lightning tribulation has begun." Yi Qing reminded.
Lonemoon could only retract his hand. The Spirit Qi of the lightning tribulation would affect his detection spells. He could only wait for the lightning to finish.
The thunderclouds above did not brew for long. In a short while, a white bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting the person in the middle. Instantly, the entire Divine Imperial Sect was reflected in a sheet of white light. Before the light dissipated, bolts of lightning struck down one after another, each more ferocious than the one before. The surging spiritual pressure in the surroundings forced some low-level disciples to raise their defenses and retreat.
There were fewer and fewer people surrounding them. In the end, there were only a dozen or so Soul Formation and traveling immortals left in front of them on the right.
Relying on the Aura-Concealing Talisman and the cheat, Ying, Lonemoon directly stood beside a rock and hid for a while. Anyway, no one could see him. As he looked for Fatty, he glanced at the person in the middle who was undergoing the tribulation.
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