Translator: AnubisTL
Were the Leader of the Righteous Path and the Demonic Path Patriarch about to clash?
Upon confirming this, the once lively banquet abruptly fell silent. Figures darted out in droves, rushing toward the source of the surging energy.
Li Qing, however, remained rooted to the spot, unwilling to join the fray. Instead, he scanned his surroundings, contemplating whether to retreat further. What if the battle spills over here?
These were two genuine Nascent Soul True Monarchs!
If they truly clashed, the scale of destruction would be catastrophic. Though he was at the mid Core Formation Realm, he still risked being caught in the crossfire.
Beside him, Liu Hanyue hesitated briefly before turning to Li Qing. "Brother Li, please excuse me for a moment."
"Of course," Li Qing nodded in understanding. With such a major incident unfolding within Moonchase Palace, Liu Hanyue, as the holy maiden, naturally needed to inform the palace master immediately.
With those words, Liu Hanyue floated away, her movements swift and graceful. In the blink of an eye, she vanished.
Only after watching her silhouette disappear did Li Qing finally let out a long, drawn-out sigh.
Hearing Li Qing's sigh, Shen Ningbing spoke coldly, "Why do you sigh, Senior Brother? Could it be that you're reluctant to part with the beauty?"
Li Qing was momentarily taken aback by her words, then shook his head with a wry smile. "What are you thinking, Junior Sister? My sigh was born of concern for our fellow sect members. It's been so many years since we last saw them. I wonder how they're faring now, and whether we'll even be able to find them."
Shen Ningbing turned her face away, her voice slightly strained as she asked, "Senior Brother, do you truly believe that just the two of us can rebuild the Lingyun Sect?"
Li Qing hesitated, unsure how to answer. His eyes flickered briefly before he replied slowly, "Success depends on human effort. Besides, we're not alone. I imagine those of our fellow disciples who survived are also working toward this goal."
As he spoke, Li Qing suddenly thought of Wu Chong. This close friend from his mortal days had later entered the immortal realm and become the favored disciple of Ancestor Devourer of Heaven.
After all these years, Wu Chong, who had inherited the Gluttonous Divine Art, must have achieved remarkable progress.
Moreover, if they could locate and retrieve Ancestor Ziqing, whose fate remained unknown, he would undoubtedly be a formidable asset in battle.
As long as the Shangqing Sect lacked cultivators in the nascent soul realm, rebuilding the Lingyun Sect would be far from a pipe dream.
Of course, all of this hinged on their ability to find them.
Li Qing gazed in the direction from which the aura had emanated moments ago and said, "It seems a fight won't break out after all. Junior Sister, let's go see what's happening."
Shen Ningbing nodded in agreement and followed Li Qing as he soared into the sky.
After all, this was Moonchase Palace territory. Even the Leader of the Righteous Path and the Demonic Path Patriarch wouldn't dare disregard the local rules and engage in open conflict here.
At least, this wasn't the place for such a confrontation.
"Rakshasa, you've provoked me repeatedly. Do you truly believe I wouldn't dare strike you down?" True Monarch Taixuan, seated atop his bull, glared furiously at the Rakshasa Demon Lord, who stood clad in crimson robes.
The Rakshasa Demon Lord remained unfazed, showing no fear of True Monarch Taixuan, whose cultivation realm surpassed his own. Instead, he replied with casual ease:
"Old Ghost Taixuan, how am I provoking you? I'm merely concerned about the Pure Yang Physique's injuries, wondering if they'll delay his duel with our demonic path's champion in three days."
"Spare your concern," True Monarch Taixuan said coldly. "Hao Ran is fine. He doesn't need your meddling."
TL/N: Hao Ran is True Yang Daoist's name, it appeared a few chapters ago, but I translated it to True Yang since I wasn't sure.
The Rakshasa Demon Lord persisted, "Is that really the case? I sense his vital essence has been damaged."
"Speaking of which, this ancestor specializes in the Blood Dao and has some expertise in healing injuries. Why not let me take a look?"
True Monarch Taixuan wasn't a fool. He knew exactly what would happen if he entrusted the Pure Yang Physique to his opponent.
"I said, this matter is none of your concern." With that, True Monarch Tai Xuan unleashed his full aura.
The Rakshasa Demon Lord retaliated with equal force, a cold smile playing on his lips as he countered with his own oppressive might.
The clash of their terrifying auras created a vast, suffocating pressure that blanketed the area.
Core Formation True Lords who had approached earlier felt their chests tighten, their breathing labored, and their expressions strained.
Two veteran Nascent Soul True Monarchs faced off, their presence so overwhelming that even observing from the sidelines felt like an immense pressure.
Li Qing, approaching from afar, felt his expression shift slightly. The aura they exuded was even more formidable than the combined might of Ancestor Devourer of Heaven and the Chi Demon Tribe's ancient ancestor!
Upon reflection, however, Ancestor Devourer of Heaven had only recently achieved Nascent Soul, while the Chi Demon Tribe's ancient ancestor had been imprisoned in the demon's den for countless years.
Though both possessed genuine Nascent Soul cultivation realms, in terms of true power, they likely couldn't compare to the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs currently locked in confrontation.
Just as the atmosphere reached its peak tension, a cold, sharp rebuke rang out:
"Tai Xuan, Rakshasa, do you two truly hold this palace in such contempt?"
Boom!
A Moon Disc ascended into the sky, then rapidly descended.
A faint layer of spiritual light surged from the ground around Moonchase Palace, its glow mirroring the radiant moon above.
This was Moonchase Palace's guardian grand formation, known as Startling Moon!
Despite its simple name, it was a formidable Fourth-Tier Grand Formation capable of drawing upon the Great Yin Power of the celestial moon to repel enemies.
Faced with Palace Master Yue Xuan addressing them by their daoist names, both True Monarch Taixuan and the Rakshasa Demon Lord slowly withdrew their terrifying auras.
Only then did the observing cultivators finally breathe a collective sigh of relief.
"I'll give Palace Master Yue Xuan face today and won't hold this against you," the Rakshasa Demon Lord sneered. "But let's settle this properly in three days. I hope your Pure Yang Physique proves useful."
With that, both figures retreated.
The imminent great war that had seemed about to erupt vanished in an instant.
Yet the cultivators, who had gathered to witness the spectacle, felt no disappointment. Instead, they grew even more excited.
The righteous and demonic paths were already at each other's throats. This confrontation made it clear that a decisive battle in three days was now inevitable.
"A great war in just three days? I can't wait!"
"In a way, this battle will be a microcosm of the entire conflict between the righteous and demonic paths."
"The duel between the Young Master of the Ghost Sword Sect and the Pure Yang Physique... Regardless of the outcome, this battle will be spoken of for ages throughout the Great Wilderness Domain."
(End of the Chapter)
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