Chapter 1685
Words:1735Update:22/09/28 23:07:59
Translator: Transn Editor: TransN
Three Great Palaces
Not long after, many cultivators gathered at the top of the mountain.
More than half of the seats were filled. Many cultivators looked up and felt as if they were in the middle of a sea of people, and they felt very small.
Streams of Divine Sense swept toward Qin Nan one after another. Some swept past him, while others simply stopped on Qin Nan.
Qin Nan remained calm. He secretly activated the Immortal Eyes of the Divine God of Battle and scanned the Blue Dragon Wooden Chairs.
Apart from the Human Immortals who were participating in the battle, those who could sit on the Azure Dragon Wooden Chair were either Peerless Geniuses or those who were at least in the Earth Immortal Realm.
After a few breaths, Qin Nan's gaze froze.
He saw a woman in a white immortal dress with her hair tied up in a bun. Her face was delicate, and her skin was fair. She was carrying three mysterious swords on her back. She was sitting with her legs crossed with her eyes closed.
Even though there were countless cultivators chatting around her and it was very noisy, the ethereal temperament she gave off made her stand out like a white lotus in the mud.
"This woman should be Yan Qingyan, one of the Seven Elites of Heaven and Earth that Senior Xue mentioned. She is the number one disciple of the Samsara Sect."
Qin Nan nodded secretly.
The Seven Scions of Heavens and Earth were indeed extraordinary. Most cultivators or Peerless Geniuses would at most achieve the fourth-layer Human Immortal Realm after achieving the Human Immortal Realm, yet the woman was already in the sixth-layer Human Immortal Realm.
Suddenly, Yan Qingyan's eyelids moved slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze met with Qin Nan's. She wasn't surprised and didn't say anything. She cupped her fists and bowed.
Qin Nan returned the greeting. He couldn't help but feel a little confused. He had suppressed Hua Jiandao of the Samsara Sect. Not only did Hua Jiandao not have any ill intentions towards him, he even seemed to be friendly towards him.
Qin Nan didn't think too much about it and looked away.
The remaining four people were also the center of attention in the crowd.
Sima Xun Bei was the number one direct disciple of the Sky Bearing Sect. He was also at the 6th level of the Worldly Immortal Realm. He wore a blue robe and held an immortal fan in his hand.
He was supposed to be an elegant gentleman, but his eyes were wandering around the many female cultivators. His words were even more unsightly, causing the male cultivators to burst into laughter.
Zhao Kuo's cultivation was in the seventh-layer Human Immortal Realm. He was a rogue cultivator. He was emitting an imperious aura.
According to the Blood-Eye Human Immortal, he was the reincarnation of a Heaven Immortal General under the command of an ancient Nine Heavens Supreme.
The third person, Huangfu Hou, made Qin Nan take a second look.
He had a cultivation of the seventh-layer Human Immortal Realm. He was currently the strongest core disciple of the Sky Taihuang Sect. He was emitting an icy aura like the ice that had existed for ten thousand years. Qin Nan could not help but recall the glamorous woman.
The last one was Wu Huisheng, the strongest core disciple of the Dao Execution Gate who had fought Qin Nan once. He had achieved the seventh-layer Human Immortal Realm after he ascended as an immortal.
"Qin Nan, you didn't let me down! That being said, don't you forget about our promise. " Wu Huisheng transmitted his voice. His calm eyes flickered with astonishment and a hint of battle intent.
He felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat after the battle ended all of a sudden. He had been tossing and turning restlessly in bed. He could not even focus on cultivating.
Qin Nan nodded with a calm smile.
"You've impressed me. You've only been in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm for a short while, yet so many people are trying to kill you."
Meng Jiugong who had been missing for a while suddenly sat down beside Qin Nan and harrumphed.
Qiu Hong who was sitting on the other side of Qin Nan immediately wore an alert look.
Qin Nan was startled. He looked around and saw Wan Xiao who was hiding on the white jade chair. He shook his head and said calmly, "Young Master's Flesh of Good Luck is impressive too."
Meng Jiugong's expression froze. He clenched his teeth. He did not realize how sarcastic Qin Nan was.
Qiu Hong let out a hollow laugh and said, "Young Master, shouldn't you be sitting on the Immortal Dragon Purple Chair with your noble status? Why are you here instead? “
Meng Jiugong glanced at Qiu Hong with a proud look, "Too many things have happened, so I haven't told you about it. You seem to have forgotten about it too. I'm here to tell you that I, Meng Jiugong, am a man of my word. I'll let you pick two Blessed Immortal Lands when the time comes."
Qin Nan immediately felt a little guilty upon hearing the words.
He did not forget about the bet. It was two Blessed Immortal Lands, how could he not want them?
However, he had yet to fully ascend as an immortal. Everyone would notice it when he transformed the last wisp of god force into immortal force in the Battle of the Strongest Immortal.
Therefore, he pretended that he had forgotten about the bet. However, he did not expect Meng Jiugong to be so honest and take the initiative to come to him.
"Fellow cultivators, I'm sorry for being late!"
At that instant, a clear voice echoed throughout the mountain.
The cultivators subconsciously lifted their heads and saw a handsome young man with a smile, a middle-aged man with a ferocious aura, and a woman in a blue robe arriving from the rift.
"Greetings, Envoy Feng Chen, Envoy Rong Wang, and Envoy Yue Jue!"
The authorities and disciples of the thirteen Supreme Daoism factions rose to their feet and brought their fists together.
Even the Bliss Immortal Emperor, the Peerless Rulers, and Meng Jiugong reacted the same way.
"So they are the Envoys of the Sky Taihuang Sect, the Heaven Illusionary Ancestor Sect, and the Sanqing Ancient Sect?"
Qin Nan's eyes flickered with astonishment.
The Envoys were the envoys of the Patriarchs.
Normally, the Patriarchs of the Supreme Daoism factions would not show up for no reason. They would usually appoint someone close to them as the Envoys to convey their will, such as the Battle of the Strongest Immortal.
Even though the Envoys' cultivation was only in the Peerless Ruler Realm, their status was not something that the other Peerless Rulers could compare to.
"HAHA, there's no need to be so courteous. It's our honor to have you all come all the way to our Sky Taihuang Sect."
Envoy Feng Hua burst out laughing. He waved his hand and took his seat.
His demeanor and the way he spoke were pleasant to the crowd. They could not help but feel that the Envoy was friendly without putting on airs.
This caused many of the weaker rogue cultivators present to heave a sigh of relief.
"Alright, let's not talk about anything else."
Envoy Feng Hua greeted the Peerless Rulers. He straightened his face and looked at the crowd, "On behalf of the Patriarch, I hereby announce that the Battle of the Strongest Immortal has officially begun!"
Saying this, he glanced at Qin Nan with a faint grin on his face.
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