In the Supreme Virtue Palace
Many real masters of the Tongshan Lineage gathered.
Two Second Generation Ancestors arrived, and another was traveling in the Outer Void, also projecting a strand of his divine fragment to join the event.
The original Tongshan Dao Lineage had twelve Second Generation disciples, three of whom fell in the ancient war.
Leaving behind nine Second Generation Ancestors.
Of the nine Second Generation Ancestors, five ascended thousands of years ago, becoming a solid backing for the Tongshan Dao Lineage in the Outer World.
Two more were divinely traveling in the Outer Void.
Two were guarding the Tongshan Dao Lineage, one being Ancestor Zidian, the other Ancestor Qing Yuan.
Meanwhile, there were many Third Generation disciples, whose lineage could be traced back millennia, some following their own masters' ascension, others wandering beyond the world.
The Second Generation Ancestor of the Zhanmo Lineage was named Chufa Master and was currently wandering in the Outer World; this time, she also sent a strand of her incarnation to join the fun.
The Second Generation Ancestor who currently handles the Tongshan Dao Lineage was Jue Ming Daoist, under Ancestor Qing Yuan.
This was a Third Generation Ancestor.
He achieved enlightenment long before True Monarch Zhanmo, having cultivated for thousands of years, essentially a living fossil.
'Wise and prudent'!
He sat at the main seat of the Supreme Virtue Palace, his face calm as he let the various Daoists of the Tongshan Lineage discuss matters.
After a moment, Ancestor Zidian let out a cold snort.
His voice appeared, and the many heatedly discussing cultivators of the Tongshan Lineage immediately fell silent, their gazes turning towards him.
Jue Ming Daoist's face revealed a hint of a smile as he gazed at Ancestor Zidian and said, smiling.
"I wonder what Uncle Zidian's thoughts are?"
Ancestor Zidian gazed over the crowd and said indifferently.
"Our Tongshan Lineage has a blood feud with King Jun; back then, when our twelve senior brothers fell during the ancient war, it was indirectly at King Jun's hands!"
"Whether his true body returns or a remnant spirit returns, he must repay that debt!"
Many real masters among the eight lineages nodded secretly in agreement.
Unlike other Dao Lineages that worried about Daqian using King Jun's Golden Man to bring forth the Saint King's Ascension, the Tongshan Dao Lineage was not particularly worried.
The Saint King's birth is not that easily achieved.
In the eyes of the Tongshan cultivators, Qianhai True Monarch was at best using King Jun's Golden Man to gain some benefits, seeking a path to ascend to the Celestial Palace.
However, the people of the Tongshan Dao Lineage were concerned that Qianhai True Monarch might invite King Jun's remnant spirit, fearing the risk of inviting a wolf into their house.
If such an ancient god and demon remnant spirit as King Jun returned, it would be just one step away from resurrection.
The Tongshan Dao Lineage, though, wasn't afraid of King Jun's resurrection.
The Tongshan Dao Lineage's heritage is ancient, and besides, the first ancestor, King Xia Yu, the Second Generation Ancestors have not been standing still, having long accomplished their Dao skills.
Even if King Jun returned in his full strength, encountering the Tongshan Dao Lineage would be to no avail, at most a small expense of energy.
But being able to eliminate opponents at their budding state is naturally the most effortless way.
Jue Ming Daoist nodded and said.
"Uncle Zidian's words align with my master's and my intentions; since King Jun has already fallen, there's no need for his return!"
He gazed around at the assembled Daoists, his eyes eventually stopping on True Monarch Zhanmo with a smile.
"Junior Sister Zhanmo, shall we leave it to you?"
Many real masters also turned their gazes, and True Monarch Zhanmo smiled faintly.
"Alright, I will make the move!"
She had actually anticipated this, especially considering that Zhang Jian was still within Daqian.
If others from the Tongshan Dao Lineage were to be involved and couldn't cooperate effectively, it might cause conflicts with the Zhanmo Lineage, and she naturally wouldn't let anyone affect Zhang Jian's future.
By stepping forward herself, she could make her own decisions, which was indeed better.
This senior martial brother in charge was always calculating without omission, astute like a ghost, and would certainly not miss this point.
...
Beichu, Yuanchi Pass
This was the ancient pass of Beichu and the last barrier of Guangyuan City. Passing through here would give a direct overlook of the entire expansive city, getting a complete view of Beichu's new capital, standing for hundreds of years.
In front of Yuanchi Pass, at this moment, the army gathered, with over a million troops assembled here, with blood evil qi soaring and filling the sky.
The thick blood evil Qi hovered over the earth, causing many accomplished cultivators of the Primordial Spirit to change their expressions.
With such evil qi enveloping it, the blazing blood Qi rushed straight to the sky, confronting the group of cultivators. Even those who had gained immortality found their primordial spirits malfunctioning and their magical powers severely suppressed.
Many Great Power Techniques couldn't be fully unleashed!
As long as the elite forces within that military formation shouted in unison, they could scatter the magical power.
In the camp, Qianhai True Monarch was also observing the Qi, his gaze sweeping over that grand divine pass, his eyes visibly moved.
Yuanchi Pass already gathered many Beichu cultivators, fully mobilized in essence, with two cultivators whose Dao practices likely were not inferior to his. These must be the two Great True Masters historically revered by Beichu.
Qianhai True Monarch didn't care much about this at the moment.
These two might only take a bit of his attention.
Still, that's given their ability to mobilize Dragon Qi!
The Beichu Dragon Vein was still somewhat above the normal level; if it erupted with full force, it would cause some interference, possibly affecting the progress.
"If Brother Dong Shen was here, it would save a lot of trouble!"
Qianhai True Monarch couldn't help but think secretly.
But Dong Shen Ancestor was held up, also negotiating for Daqian in the depths of the Barbaric Region, trying to stall those high figures in the Spirit Mountain Holy Land.
If not for the Dong Shen Ancestor's secret negotiations these years, Daqian might not have been able to withstand until now, and King Jun's Golden Man might not have been successfully forged.
Qianhai True Monarch brushed aside part of his distracting thoughts, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes as he focused on the depths of Guangyuan City.
To catch the bandit, first catch the king.
Other people knew this rationale, and Qianhai True Monarch did too.
In fact, his primary target should be the Beichu Dragon Vein.
However, the Beichu Dragon Vein couldn't be harmed, so the current target was only the Emperor of Beichu.
"Still, this might also be a fatal trap..."
Qianhai True Monarch's gaze fluctuated, yet he decided to give it a try.
He believed other strong figures from the Immortal Sect Dao Lineage wouldn't react that quickly, even if there was an ambush, the power would likely be insufficient.
That was his chance!
The timing was ripe, and even if it failed, it wouldn't affect the subsequent siege army. Maybe it could even create an opportunity for An Ruming!
His thoughts racing, Qianhai True Monarch only sent a message to Chao Mu, then disappeared from the army.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Chao Mu was feeling a chill run down his spine.
An Emperor is shielded by Dragon Qi, accompanied by a hundred gods; killing one is not so easy!
In his view, Qianhai True Monarch's action was overly risky.
In this confrontation, Daqian had already gained the advantage; there was no need to take such a dangerous risk.
Just by steadily breaking through Yuanchi Pass, it wouldn't take long to devour Beichu.
...
Soon after, far away in Haojing City, Zhang Jian suddenly felt a stir in his heart, and his gaze fell deep into the Northern Land, where he saw the stars shifting above the heavens, a karmic fire burning, permeating the direction of the Beichu capital.
A Red Dragon-colored Dragon Qi let out a sudden wail, and an Emperor Star began to shake and teeter.
At the same time, boundless grand momentum swirled over Guangyuan City, like a giant stone falling into Ping Lake, stirring endless waves.
"This is..."
Zhang Jian's gaze fluctuated, understanding someone was attempting an assassination on the Emperor's Chariot.