Immortal God of War-Chapter 715 - 680: Imperial Capital, Elder Qin!_2

Wan Chou raised an eyebrow, looking at Zhao Yu. "Was I talking to you? Why all the needless chatter?"

"Whoever talks the most nonsense knows it best themselves," Zhao Yu sneered.

A glint of cold light flashed in Wan Chou’s eyes.

HUM!

At that very moment, a sacrificial altar blazed with light. Following this, figures materialized one by one—it was Qin Feiyang and his companions. The group leaped off the altar sequentially.

The ugly crone looked at the five old men, cupped her hands, and said with a smile, "My apologies for keeping you waiting."

The five old men finally opened their eyes, sharp lights glinting within them. One of them glanced at Qin Feiyang’s group, then turned to the ugly crone, complaining, "Why are you people from Spirit State always so slow in handling matters?"

"An unexpected situation arose. My apologies." The ugly crone smiled apologetically. After speaking, she didn’t forget to glare fiercely at Qin Feiyang, clearly blaming him.

Qin Feiyang managed an awkward smile. Looking at the five old men, his pupils contracted slightly. These five men had an imposing presence, almost on par with the ugly crone’s. Obviously, they were the former Masters of Crane Province, You State, Feng Province, Yu State, and Void State.

The five old men were also scrutinizing Qin Feiyang, seemingly wanting to see right through him. But in the end, they could only discern Qin Feiyang’s cultivation base; they couldn’t see through anything else about him. It felt as if Qin Feiyang was shrouded in a layer of mystical veil. Subsequently, the five men disappointedly withdrew their gazes and began to chat idly with the ugly crone.

Meanwhile, Ling Yu and the other three stepped forward and started a conversation with Qin Feiyang and his group.

As for Wan Chou, and Fengg Wuxie with his two companions, they stared at Qin Feiyang’s group, their eyes glinting fiercely. Tan Wu, however, greeted no one and said nothing, appearing rather aloof.

During the idle chat, Qin Feiyang surveyed his surroundings. It would have been better if he hadn’t looked. The moment he did, his eyes filled with utter astonishment.

This place seems so familiar! It feels like I’ve been here not long ago. He thought carefully for a moment, and suddenly, inspiration struck. I remember now! It was the illusion from the Bridge of Helplessness! Back then, within the illusion, I went to a place called the Spirit Pagoda. The first floor of the Spirit Pagoda, in terms of both size and layout, was identical to this place!

This realization left Qin Feiyang incredulous. Could the things in the illusion actually exist in the real world? Could the Spirit Pagoda truly exist? And is this place it?

CLANG!

Suddenly, a loud noise erupted, jolting Qin Feiyang from his thoughts. He turned his head. Before him was a stone door, slowly creaking open, streaks of sunlight shining through the widening gap. Through the opening, they could vaguely see a figure standing outside.

At this moment, everyone fell silent, watching the stone door. As the gap between the doors grew larger, the person standing outside gradually came into view.

And when he saw the man’s face clearly, Qin Feiyang felt as if struck by lightning, his mind reeling. It was an old man, dressed in a pristine white robe, with white hair and a white beard, exuding an otherworldly aura.

I’ve seen this man before! He’s the old man who guarded the Spirit Pagoda in the illusion!

When the stone door was fully open, the ugly crone and the five former Masters immediately walked over to the old man, bowed, and said, "Elder Qin." Their demeanor was extremely reverent.

Even the name is the same? Qin Feiyang furrowed his brows. He remembered that in the illusion, Qin Zhong and Qin Yi had also addressed this old man as Elder Qin.

"Mm." Elder Qin nodded, his gaze swept past the ugly crone and the other five before landing on Qin Feiyang and his group.

When their eyes met Elder Qin’s, Qin Feiyang and his companions felt as if they had plunged into a bottomless abyss, an uncontrollable chill running through them.

The ugly crone shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry and pay your respects to Elder Qin!"

"Greetings, Elder Qin." Everyone shivered and hurriedly bowed in salute.

Elder Qin scanned each person one by one, his gaze suddenly locking onto Qin Feiyang.

A chill went through Qin Feiyang’s heart. Has my identity been seen through? If the illusion and the real world are indeed the same, then this place must be the back hill of the Imperial Palace. And this Elder Qin, being from the Imperial Palace, undoubtedly knows what I looked like as a child. His heart leaped into his throat.

Elder Qin scrutinized Qin Feiyang for a moment, then asked, "Are you the Qin Feiyang who wreaked havoc in the Netherworld?"

"Indeed, it is this junior." Qin Feiyang nodded; he secretly sighed in relief, it seemed he hadn’t been exposed. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Elder Qin said, "Both former Masters of your Spirit State have praised you, saying your talent is excellent and you are an exceptional find.

"But talent, good as it may be, is not capital for arrogance.

"I must advise you, now that you’ve arrived in the Imperial Capital, you’d best keep a low profile.

"Because this place is least lacking in powerhouses and geniuses."

The two Masters he referred to were, naturally, the old patriarch and the ugly crone.

Qin Feiyang subtly frowned and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Elder Qin. Junior will take them to heart."

Wan Chou watched Qin Feiyang with schadenfreude. This is the price for being arrogant. Let’s see if you dare to act so haughtily in the future!

But then, Elder Qin suddenly turned to Wan Chou, looking him up and down. "You are Wan Chou?"

"Indeed, it is this junior," Wan Chou hurriedly replied with respect.

Elder Qin asked, "Seeing Qin Feiyang reprimanded, are you quite pleased?"

Wan Chou’s expression stiffened, and he quickly shook his head. "No, junior wouldn’t dare."

Elder Qin stated expressionlessly, "You’d better not have.

"Though Qin Feiyang is arrogant, no one has any other complaints about him.

"But you, spreading rumors and framing Qin Feiyang—your intentions are punishable by death.

"If this had happened in the Imperial Capital, you would have lost your life long ago."

Hearing this, Wan Chou broke out in a cold sweat and nodded repeatedly. "Elder Qin’s admonition is correct. Junior guarantees this will not happen again."

Now, it was Qin Feiyang and the others who watched him with schadenfreude. Evildoers always get what’s coming to them; that saying is indeed true!

Elder Qin glanced coldly at Wan Chou and commanded, "All of you, come out!"

Immediately, the group filed out.

Outside was a small square paved with black stone that showed severe signs of weathering, clearly having existed for many years. Everyone stood in the square, curiously scanning their surroundings.

On all four sides were endless mountain ranges. The ranges rose and fell, covered with towering ancient trees. From the mountain valleys, they could sense countless terrifying auras. These were the auras of fierce beasts. And it wasn’t just an ordinary level of terror! Every aura carried a lethal threat.

It had to be understood that they were all War Ancestors. For mere auras to instill such a feeling in them, one could only imagine how terrifyingly powerful the fierce beasts lurking in the mountain valleys were.

The moment Qin Feiyang stepped out, he immediately turned to look behind him. Instantly, he was dumbfounded.

Before him stood a colossal ancient pagoda, entirely black, exuding an ancient aura. On the front of the ancient pagoda were boldly engraved two imposing characters:

—Spirit Pagoda!

It’s indeed just as it was in the illusion.

Fatty noticed Qin Feiyang staring intently at the Spirit Pagoda. He also glanced at it with a puzzled expression and communicated telepathically, "Boss, what’s so special about this pagoda?"

Qin Feiyang replied via telepathy, "The pagoda itself isn’t that special, but this place should be the back hill of the Imperial Palace."

"What?" Fatty’s gaze trembled as he scanned the surrounding mountains and rivers. He truly hadn’t expected the entrance to be located on the back hill of the Imperial Palace!

"No, wait!" Fatty then asked telepathically, "Why do you say ’should be’? Are you also uncertain?"

"Yes," Qin Feiyang confirmed telepathically. The back hill is a restricted area of the Imperial Palace; I never visited it as a child. However, I came here once before within the illusion at the Bridge of Helplessness.

"Illusion?" Fatty was stunned, then replied disdainfully via telepathy, "Boss, are you out of your mind? You actually believe things from an illusion?"

Qin Feiyang responded telepathically, "The issue is that this place is identical to everything in the illusion."

"Really?" Fatty was astounded. Illusions were inherently unreal; typically, they wouldn’t align with the real world. But for the illusion Qin Feiyang had seen to be identical to this place was truly incredible.

At this moment, Elder Qin closed the stone door of the Spirit Pagoda, then activated a teleportation portal, saying, "There’s nothing much to see. Hurry up and go to the Temple to register!"

"Temple?" Everyone looked puzzled, but they dared not ask further and walked into the teleportation portal one after another.