There were nine auspicious clouds in the Nine Heavens, and a vast sea of stars. Nine auspicious clouds were drifting in the starry sky, and many cloud tables were erected in all directions. Many spirit fruits and immortal wines were placed on each of the cloud tables, and there were even female immortals dancing in the center of the clouds, singing a beautiful immortal melody.
Clang — Clang — Clang!
Eighty-one bell rings echoed in the vast starry sky. As the ancient bell rings rang, countless figures soared into the sky and entered the Auspicious Cloud Banquet.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoists."
The Immortal Weng of the South Pole had a benevolent face. He was now a Sage-to-be and the Deputy Sect Master of the Chan Sect. Behind him were the Immortals of the Chan Sect. They were sitting in the Auspicious Cloud Banquet and greeted the various orthodoxies.
On the other side, Shen Gongbao led the Immortals of the Chan Sect into the Auspicious Cloud Banquet. Tens of thousands of years had passed, but Shen Gongbao was only at the peak of Zenith Heaven and had not broken into the Sage-to-be realm. Compared to the Immortal Weng of the South Pole, he naturally lost in momentum.
"Oh, I was wondering who it was. So it's the Fellow Daoist of the Chan Sect. I wonder if you have a perfect plan to mend the heavens in this Heaven Mending Grand Banquet?" The Immortal Weng of the South Pole sneered.
"Hmph."
Shen Gongbao's face turned cold and chose to ignore the Immortal Weng of the South Pole. However, there was a hint of embarrassment and anger in his eyes. This was because there had been constant friction between the two sects for tens of thousands of years, and it always ended with the defeat of the Chan Sect. After all, the Chan Sect did not even have a Sage-to-be!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Magus light shook the sky, and blood Qi surged. Just as the Old Man of the South Pole was about to mock him, he saw a few Ancestral Magi enter the Auspicious Cloud Banquet. There were more than ten Ancient Magi following behind them. That made the Old Man of the South Pole's expression change. He hurriedly called for the immortals of Chan School to stand up and cupped his hands to greet the Magi.
"I'm the Old Man of the South Pole. Greetings, Fellow Daoists." The Old Man of the South Pole was extremely humble. He even bowed to the Ancestral Magi.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming snorted coldly and looked at the Old Man of the South Pole. "If I remember correctly, you, a junior, have already led the Chan School to join the Ancient Demon Court. You were even conferred the title of the South Pole Emperor by Di Jun, right?"
"Misunderstanding, Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming misunderstood."
The Old Man of the South Pole's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly forced a smile and explained, "My Chan School lineage is a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. In the past, we joined the Ancient Demon Court to destroy the 33rd Celestial Court. We even wanted to capture and kill Ye Xuan. Actually, my Chan School and the Ancient Demon Court are only cooperating. How can we really join the demons!?!"
"I see."
The Old Man of the South Pole heaved a sigh of relief. He did not want to be hated by the Sorcerer Tribe. Moreover, the Sorcerer Tribe was powerful now. Naturally, he wanted to befriend the Sorcerer Tribe. After all, the Sorcerer Tribe had the support of a Saint.
"What a shameless clown!"
Suddenly, a furious voice rang out. This made the Immortal Hermit of the South Pole's expression change. Great fury filled his eyes as he looked towards the source of the voice. However, when he saw who it was, the fury in his eyes vanished. Instead, a fawning expression appeared on his face.
At this moment.
The two Demon Emperors came together, followed by thousands of Great Demons. The two Demon Emperors looked at the Old Man of the South Pole with extremely unfriendly eyes. It was obvious that the scolding just now was from the demons.
When the demons arrived, the various orthodoxies had strange expressions. This was because everyone knew that the Ancient Demon Court was no longer the same as before. Ever since the earth-shattering battle with the 33rd Celestial Court, the Ancient Demon Court's vitality could be said to have been greatly damaged. The Houtu Saint had also been brutally suppressed by the Witch Tribe. At this moment, the Ancient Demon Court was no longer as powerful as before.
However, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Although the Ancient Demon Court's vitality was greatly damaged, it was not something that the other orthodoxies could afford to offend. After all, the two Demon Emperors and thousands of Great Ancient Demons were not to be trifled with.
However, the various orthodoxies and Boundary Sages did not stand up. Although they could not afford to offend the demons, they did not want to have too much to do with them. After all, the Witch Tribe was right next to them. If they stood up and greeted the demons, wouldn't the Witch Tribe see them as enemies? No one would do such a stupid thing.
The two Demon Emperors seemed to have expected the various orthodoxies' cold attitude and chose to ignore the crowd. However, what happened next stunned the various orthodoxies at the Auspicious Cloud Banquet. The originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.
"Sir, please take a seat."
The two demonic beast monarchs bowed slightly and a slender figure walked out from behind them. This person was clad in black, with long black strands of hair draped behind her head. She wore a ghost mask that looked like she was crying, yet not crying, yet not smiling. She gave off an extremely mysterious feeling.
Obviously, the person wearing the ghost mask was Ye Xuan. Naturally, he would not show his true face at the Skymender Banquet this time. After all, the Sages had not arrived yet. If he showed his true face, it would naturally cause a huge commotion. This would be extremely detrimental to Ye Xuan's plan and was not the result he wanted.
"Hmm?"
When the two Demon Emperors respectfully bowed to Ye Xuan and this scene appeared in everyone's eyes, a large number of bewildered voices sounded out. Everyone looked at Ye Xuan with extreme bewilderment.
"Who is he?"
Land Ya frowned. He used a strand of divine intent to spy on Ye Xuan's true appearance and cultivation. However, before his divine intent could touch Ye Xuan, it strangely disappeared without a trace. This greatly changed Land Ya's expression as he looked at Ye Xuan with a serious expression.
"What a strange method!"
Land Ya muttered solemnly. He then looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said: "Can you see his true appearance?"
"Don't cause trouble. Today's Skymender Banquet is not ordinary. You and I should just wait and see." Zhen Yuanzi, the Ancestor of Earthly Immortals, lowered his eyes as if he was resting. However, he secretly transmitted his voice to Land Ya.
Not only the two Sage-to-be, but various orthodoxies and some Sage-to-be were also spying on Ye Xuan. However, without exception, their spying was blocked. They could not see Ye Xuan's true appearance at all.
However, everyone was extremely surprised. What kind of people were the two Demonic Emperors? Although they were suppressed by the Sorcerer Tribe, they were still the leaders of billions of Demonic Clans. For the two Demonic Emperors to be so humble, the other party must have a frightening background.
"Ha."
Ancestral Witch Qiang Liang turned his eyes and strode toward Donghuang Taiyi. He even stopped in front of Ye Xuan and said: "Donghuang Taiyi, may I know who this Taoist friend is? Can you introduce him to me?"
"Get lost."
Di Jun had the most violent temper. Moreover, Ye Xuan had already told them what to do today. Naturally, he did not care about the Ancestral Witches present. This caused Di Jun to scold them directly.
"Di Jun, how dare you scold me?"
Ancestral Witch Qiang Liang's expression changed. Tongtian Witchcraft Light burst out from his body, causing the entire Auspicious Cloud Banquet to rumble. It was as if he would attack Di Jun in the next moment.
"Qiang Liang, you're a guest. Today is the Skymender Banquet held by Goddess Houtu. We can't lose our hospitality."
Ancestral Witch Tianhao smiled and stopped in front of Ancestral Witch Qiang Liang. This caused Ancestral Witch Qiang Liang to sneer and withdraw his Qi. He flung his sleeves and returned to the seats of the Wu Tribe. However, his eyes were full of killing intent when he looked at Di Jun.
"May I know where this Taoist friend is cultivating? Today is the Skymender Banquet held by the Saint of the Wu Tribe, Goddess Houtu. If you are willing to be on good terms with the Wu Tribe, you can sit with me." Ancestral Witch Tianhao cupped his hands and bowed to Ye Xuan with a kind smile on his face.
Tap, tap, tap.
An embarrassing scene appeared. Ye Xuan seemed to treat Ancestral Witch Tianhao as air and walked past him. The two Demon Emperors sneered and followed until the three of them entered the seats of the Demon Tribe. This caused Ancestral Witch Tianhao's body to stiffen and a trace of shame and anger appeared on his face.
"Good, good, good."
No matter how good Ancestral Witch Tianhao's temper was, he could not bear the naked contempt of Ye Xuan and others. This made him so angry that he laughed. He glared at Ye Xuan and returned to the camp of the Wu Tribe.
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