Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 732: I’m the First One to Disagree from the Eight God Sect.
"Senior, have you discovered anything?"
The Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion noticed something amiss and quickly asked in a low voice.
"It seems the Seven Star Clanspeople carry the Dragon Clan’s bloodline, but I’ve never seen this type of bloodline before..." the young man in the blue robe said solemnly. As he spoke, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes.
He bore the Dragon God Bloodline, and so did the Seven Star Clanspeople. What a coincidence.
"The Dragon Clan’s bloodline?"
Upon hearing this, the Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion was taken aback. He glanced at the silver-robed masked man.
"I don’t know either, Pavilion Master..." the silver-robed masked man said helplessly, spreading his hands. Truthfully, he didn’t know much. Ever since they entered the Fairy Pond World, their team had been tossed around like strays. After arriving at Seven Star Mountain, Elder Dragon Sun of the Seven Star Clan hadn’t mentioned this to him, so he was clueless.
"Seven Star Mountain is peaceful, and the Seven Star Clanspeople are still present. It doesn’t look like an Eight God Sect powerhouse descended upon the Seven Star Clan as you claimed, does it?" the young man in the blue robe remarked calmly, scanning the scene before him.
"Senior, there truly was a battle when I fled! If I’m lying, I’m willing to be struck by lightning..." The silver-robed masked man’s heart was in turmoil; he immediately raised his hand to swear an oath.
"Enough. Let’s go in and subdue the Seven Star Clan first!" the young man in the blue robe interrupted domineeringly and, with a single step, he flew into the fog.
The Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion glared at the silver-robed masked man and quickly followed.
The helpless silver-robed masked man sighed. I’m so unlucky... He followed them as well.
Upon entering the white mist, the young man in the blue robe immediately released the aura of a True God. The colossal divine power, like an endless galaxy, descended and filled every corner of Seven Star Mountain. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
"What? How has another God Realm powerhouse descended?" The Seventh Star Ancestor stared at the azure silhouette in the void and shuddered in fright.
People from Tianjige? The First Star Ancestor’s eyes flickered. He instantly spotted the familiar silver-robed, masked man, recognizing him from a previous interrogation.
"You all... are the Seven Star Ancestors of the Seven Star Clan, right?" the young man in the blue robe said arrogantly, arriving before them and standing in the void with his hands clasped behind his back. His powerful aura made it difficult for the Seven Star Ancestors to breathe.
"Indeed. Might I ask if Senior is from the outside world?" The First Star Ancestor clasped his fists, bowed, and asked shakily.
"Correct. I am also from Tianjige," the young man in the blue robe stated nonchalantly.
What? Tianjige in the outside world actually has a True God Realm powerhouse presiding over it? The Seven Star Ancestors exchanged glances, their faces revealing boundless shock.
"From now on, your Seven Star Clan will submit to the management of Tianjige. If you are unwilling to comply, you can try your hand against me!" the young man in the blue robe said indifferently, his words world-shattering.
What? Make our Seven Star Clan submit to Tianjige? What kind of joke is this?! A surge of anger immediately flared in the hearts of the Seven Star Ancestors. Their Seven Star Clan possessed a long, ancient, and profound heritage. The founder of Tianjige was merely one of their own clan members. According to tradition, Tianjige was an external branch of the Seven Star Clan. They never imagined Tianjige harbored such ulterior motives, intending to absorb the Seven Star Clan the moment they entered the Immortal Pond.
"What? Are you unwilling?" the young man in the blue robe asked coldly, seeing the hesitation in the eyes of the Seven Star Ancestors.
All Seven Star Ancestors remained silent.
Just then, a man’s voice echoed in the void. "You want the Seven Star Clan to submit to Tianjige? How is that possible? The Eight God Sect will be the first to disagree!"
A figure in red abruptly materialized in the void.
The newcomer was The Saint of Eight Extremes. His sudden arrival was, naturally, at Ye Yun’s instruction.
"The Saint of Eight Extremes..."
The Seven Star Ancestors stared at The Saint of Eight Extremes, dumbfounded. After a few seconds, a look of gratitude surfaced in their eyes.
They never would have imagined it! The Saint of Eight Extremes from the Eight God Sect, who had always oppressed the Seven Star Clan, was extending a helping hand at such a crucial moment. This deeply moved the Seven Star Ancestors.
True God Realm First Level? The blue-robed youth was also startled by the sudden appearance of The Saint of Eight Extremes. He assessed him carefully and found that The Saint of Eight Extremes was merely at the True God Realm First Level, so he immediately relaxed. His own strength was comparable to a True God Realm Second Level Cultivator.
Seeing the fleeting panic on the blue-robed youth’s face, Ye Yun, floating above the Immortal Pond, chuckled softly.
The Saint of Eight Extremes is actually at the True God Realm Third Level. Fighting this blue-robed youth directly would be bullying him. So, Ye Yun had The Saint of Eight Extremes suppress his cultivation by two minor realms. A True God Realm First Level against another True God Realm First Level—that would be fairer.
But even so, in Ye Yun’s eyes, The Saint of Eight Extremes was still practically cheating. Once he opened the Divine Gates, that blue-robed youth would be no match for him under any circumstances.
How could The Saint of Eight Extremes be a True God Realm powerhouse? The Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion was annoyed and whispered a question to the silver-robed masked man beside him.
"Pavilion Master, I have no idea either!" the silver-robed masked man explained, flustered.
"Sigh!" The Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion sighed.
Both are at the True God Realm First Level. If they fight, it will be difficult for either to kill the other. Even if a victor could be decided, the original plan to easily subdue the Seven Star Clan would likely fail.
"The Seven Star Clan is, after all, a power within my Immortal Pond! I will definitely not let Tianjige lay a finger on them!" The Saint of Eight Extremes shouted coldly, his vital energy churning. He took a step forward and blasted a punch at the blue-robed youth.
"Courting death!" the blue-robed youth snarled. He took a deep breath, divine light erupting from his body, and threw a punch back at The Saint of Eight Extremes.
Their fists shattered innumerable patches of void before finally colliding with a deafening crash.
BOOM!
A tremendous shockwave spread out. An immense force surged towards him; the blue-robed youth’s expression changed drastically as he was instantly sent flying backward.
How can this person’s physical body be so formidable? The blue-robed youth grimaced, tumultuous waves of shock surging in his heart. He possessed the Dragon Clan Bloodline; his physical body was exceptionally strong, and he had always been able to crush cultivators of the same level. He never expected to encounter such a tough opponent in the Immortal Pond.
"Jingmen (Surprise Gate)—Open!" The Saint of Eight Extremes roared. His vital energy surged to the heavens, and a crimson battle aura manifested in the void like a tidal wave. A monstrous killing intent pierced the sky.
At that moment, The Saint of Eight Extremes opened the Jingmen (Surprise Gate).
Instantly, his combat power soared again, and his potent aura billowed out like furious waves. His body transformed into a small giant, over a hundred feet tall.
"Take this punch!" The Saint of Eight Extremes descended from the sky. A crimson glow enveloped the blue-robed youth as a gigantic iron fist whistled down.
What kind of Divine Skill is this?! The blue-robed youth paled in shock. He desperately mobilized all his strength and threw a counter-punch.
BOOM!
The blue-robed youth was sent flying like a meteor, vomiting mouthfuls of blood in mid-air.
With just one punch, The Saint of Eight Extremes, having opened the Jingmen (Surprise Gate), had injured the blue-robed youth.
This sight made the nearby Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion tremble uncontrollably. He suddenly realized that entering the Fairy Pond World had been a colossal mistake.
"Come!" The Saint of Eight Extremes spread his hands and snatched the blue-robed youth, the Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion, and the silver-robed masked man out of the air, one in each hand.
His giant body swayed, and The Saint of Eight Extremes vanished in an instant.
「Space above the Immortal Pond.」
A flash of red light, and The Saint of Eight Extremes appeared before Ye Yun. "Senior, I’ve captured all three of them alive!"
