On the Tianyue platform, Yang Yanzhen and Yang Miaosheng also noticed that something was wrong. They looked at Shen Dong with vigilance.
As a Mortal Shed True Supreme, he had actually come here to wait for them. Moreover, it was only a few steps, yet he had requested for them to bring the person away. Something was wrong no matter how they looked at it.
Could it be that this person …
The two of them could not help but feel nervous. Although many mysteries had appeared, as far as they knew, it only involved Daoist Dongtian at most. They had never heard of anyone being bewitched among the Mortal Shed True Supreme.
If the person in front of them was as they guessed, then it would be the worst case scenario.
They knew very well what kind of power a cultivator at this level had. If he really attacked them at this moment, it was impossible for them to resist. Even if there were other Daoist Mortals in Tianyue, they might not be able to save them in time.
Yang Miaosheng panicked and mumbled, "This isn't fun anymore …"
Yang Yanzhen, on the other hand, felt careless. If he had taken out the decree before returning to Tianyue, this would not have happened.
Fang Shin An stared at Shen Dong closely. If it was the worst situation, he would not just sit and wait for death even if there was a huge difference in their cultivation.
Shen Dong fell silent for a moment. However, to everyone's surprise, he didn't insist. He just said in a deep voice, "That's fine as well. Since Fellow Daoists want to personally send him over, then I won't interfere."
He flicked his sleeve and turned to leave. His figure gradually disappeared into the distance.
Yang Yanzhen and Yang Miaosheng could not help but feel relieved.
Fang Shin An reminded them, "The two of you, something is wrong. Now is not the time to relax. You should quickly return and report."
The three of them quickly moved forward. Since there were restrictive formations everywhere, they could no longer travel through the air. Therefore, the deeper they went, the tighter the defense became. With the talismans in their hands, the three of them were unobstructed. In the end, they arrived before a towering pavilion.
When the gatekeeper boy saw them, he hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Greetings, Reverends. Shangzhen Wei has instructed that if the three of you arrive, there's no need to wait. You can just go in and see him."
When the three of them saw this, they didn't waste any time and entered the pavilion one after another. When they arrived at the inner courtyard, they saw Wei Zihong standing there. However, when they shifted their gazes, their hearts tightened. Shen Dong was actually standing there expressionlessly.
Fang Shin An came forward and bowed. "Sect Master Wei."
Wei Zihong laughed and said, "Fellow Daoists, you may dispense with the formalities. Has Yu Wanzong obtained it?"
Fang Shin An shook his sleeve, and a cloud of light appeared above the hall. One could vaguely see the silhouette of a person within it.
Wei Zihong swept a glance over and said, "Where's the formation spirit?"
As he spoke, two figures flashing with golden light appeared above and said in unison, "We await your orders."
Wei Zihong said, "Detain this person and take good care of him. Don't let anything happen to him. After the spell competition, we'll deal with him together."
The two figures came up and dragged the cloud of light down. In an instant, the light in the hall shook, and then everything returned to normal.
Wei Zihong looked at the three of them again and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoists, you've worked hard. I'll record down this merit and present it to you and Master for you to view."
At this time, the three of them should have taken their leave. However, Fang Shin An stood there and didn't move. He looked at Shen Dong and said, "I'd like to ask something. Just Now, Sect Master Shen is asking me for the person. Is it out of your own will, or was it entrusted by Sect Master Wei?"
Shen Dong said, "I don't know when Reverend Fang is talking about, but I've been discussing matters with Fellow Daoist Wei Just Now and haven't left for even a moment."
Wei Zihong asked, "What's going on?"
Yang Yanzhen walked up from the side and told them what had happened outside Just Now.
"In other words, the three of you saw Fellow Daoist Shen at the rooftop?"
Wei Zihong's eyes focused and he waved his sleeves. In an instant, a light like a water mirror bloomed, and a scene appeared inside. It was when the three of them arrived. However, in the light, the three of them didn't stop for a moment after arriving at the rooftop. They went straight here and didn't meet anyone along the way.
Yang Yanzhen was startled and frowned. "This, we clearly …"
Wei Zihong pondered for a moment and said, "How long have the three of you been fighting with Yu Wanzong? Did you encounter anything strange during that time? "
Fang Shin An said, "It's only been half a day. With our knowledge, we didn't notice anything wrong."
Wei Zihong nodded and didn't say anything more. He only said, "The three of you must have used up some magic power after rushing all the way back. You can go and rest first. I'll give you an explanation for this matter."
Seeing this, the three of them didn't stay any longer. After bowing, they left.
When they were outside, Yang Yanzhen said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, Just Now …"
Fang Shin An shook his head and said, "I think we should just wait here and not go out again, in case something strange happens again."
Yang Yanzhen was deeply convinced. There was something strange about this matter. Was what they had seen just now an illusion, or was it really Shen Tong's doing? He couldn't figure it out now. Judging from Wei Zihong's attitude, it seemed that the three of them had some unsolved problem with their own bodies. It was better for them to stay here.
At this time, he suddenly felt his sleeve being tugged. He looked over in surprise and found that it was Yang Miaosheng. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Fellow Daoist Yang, you …"
Yang Miaosheng was short and could only look up at Yang Yanzhen. She blinked and said, "Well, since there's nothing to do later, can I ask fellow Daoist to help me verify a talisman array?"
Yang Yanzhen had a feeling that it wasn't a good choice to directly agree. It was just that they were fighting side by side, and he didn't want to lose face. He nodded and said, "Alright."
Yang Miaosheng added, "Don't worry, I won't trouble you for too long …."
Yang Yanzhen looked at her, sighed, and said, "It's fine. I don't have anything to do for the time being."
On Heavenpeak, all of the major sects had already been arranged. The Qincang and Shaoqing Sects had the highest positions, followed by the Netherspring Sect, Anatta Sect, Blood Soul Sect, Pingdu Sect, Yuanying Sect, Clear Feather Sect, Guangyuan Sect, Lishan Sect, and other sects of the Nine Continents. After them were the Hundred Kingdoms of the Eastern Wastelands, the Heart Butterfly Tribe, the Hundred Southern Sieve Continents, and the other natives of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
As for the various sects from beyond the heavens, they were on the opposite side of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
There was still one more day before the actual battle, but the seats were still empty. In fact, even if the day of the battle had arrived, it would only be a battle between lower-level cultivators. Thus, not all of the higher-level cultivators would come.
Lu Zhipei stood there in a daze. "What is this place?" he asked in confusion.
He breathed in and out, then looked shocked. "This spiritual opportunity … how can it be so abundant? Even the sect's restricted areas can't compare to this. "
Although he had never been to the sect's restricted areas, he could sense that the amount of spiritual opportunity here far exceeded anything he had ever seen. In fact, it had reached an unimaginable level. Furthermore, his cultivation base was much higher than before. However, he soon realized that something was off. He tapped his forehead with his finger, and in the next moment, his soul seemed to leap out of his body, allowing him to see his current self.
He was now a completely different person than he had been before.
What was going on?
He panicked. It was at this point that a few cultivators hurried by off in the distance, their clothing very similar to his own. Looking at them now, they seemed both unfamiliar and familiar.
Lu Zhipei suddenly thought of something, and searched his body for a moment before pulling out his clan's official seal and sect medallion. The official seal was inscribed with the name "Yao Rubin," and the medallion was inscribed with the words "Yaoyin."
"The Yaoyin Clan?"
Lu Zhipei's eyes went wide.
The Yaoyin Clan was one of the twelve Immortal Sects in the myriad of worlds. How could he have become a disciple of the Yaoyin? Didn't that mean …
No! What he needed to do now was figure out exactly where he was, and what his identity was. If he wasn't careful, and his fellow sect members saw through his disguise, it wouldn't end well for him.
He quickly scanned the area, and was able to detect two weak auras. He walked over to them, and soon found two Daoist attendants. From his robe, they could tell that he was a Yaoyin cultivator, and were very respectful toward him.
Lu Zhipei quickly asked a few questions. Perhaps it was because of his current identity, but no one seemed to suspect anything. It didn't take long for him to understand the situation.
The Mountain and Sea Realm's grand competition?
After finding out what was going on, he stood there in shock.
Of the twelve great Immortal Sects that he knew of, roughly nine of them originated from the Mountain and Sea Realm. The spiritual energy there was flourishing, far beyond the meager spiritual energy of the Outer Realms.
Only the elites of the sects were qualified to come here to practice cultivation and offer greetings. In the entire Realm, there were no more than a hundred people who had such good fortune.
For the sake of those hundred spots, the various sects would often fight tooth and nail.
As far as he knew, the last grand competition for the Mountain and Sea Realm's grand competition had occurred 90,000 years ago ….
Had he actually traveled 90,000 years ago?
After finding out the truth, he was both terrified and excited. Clearly, this was an incredible opportunity. Suddenly, his face went pale. In the past, the Mountain and Sea Realm had held a grand assembly of grand magical battles. However, there had been one that had been different. It was the one that he remembered the most clearly. During that grand assembly, something unforeseen had occurred, which had given rise to a series of events.
His heart began to pound nervously. Could it be that this was the one?
The two Daoist attendants saw that he seemed to be in a daze, and didn't know what was going on. One of them asked, "Fellow Daoist, is there something you need?"
Lu Zhipei came to his senses and forced a smile onto his face. "It's nothing," he said. "Many thanks, Fellow Daoists. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer."
After saying his goodbyes, he walked off to a secluded corner, where he tried to recall what had happened. Then he used a teleportation spell formation to go around the various sects' encampments. Finally, he returned, his expression extremely unsightly.
As of this moment, he was certain that the unforeseen events that had occurred in his memories had occurred in this grand competition.
Some of the events that had occurred after that were merely rumors. As for the truth, other than those who had personally experienced it, it would be difficult for anyone to say for sure.
However, there was one thing that was certain, and that was that during the competition, many Lower Realm disciples had been injured or killed. Even almighty experts had been defeated. Considering his current Core Transformation cultivation base, 90,000 years after the decline of spiritual opportunity, he would be considered a powerful figure. But right now, he was no better than an ant that could be trampled to death.
If he could, he would rather stay as far away as possible. However, he knew that although he was an ordinary disciple, there was no way he could get out of the restrictive spells that surrounded Heavenpeak. In order to save himself, he had to think of a way to stop what was happening.
After a bit of thought, he came up with an idea.
"Oh yes, I'm a disciple of the Yaoyin Sect. I remember that when this happened, the leader of the Yaoyin Clan, Wei Zihong, was also here. If I make an excuse to meet him, I might have a chance to meet him."
In his memory, ninety thousand years later, this person was still in charge of the Yaoyin Sect. She was also one of the few people who remained unscathed in this incident. But even if he could really meet her, how to gain her trust was also a problem. But now, he had no other choice. He could only try to take this path.
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