Chapter 257: Do You Wish to See Your Brother?
Swish!
The golden divine chariot withdrew.
Li Xun descended from the heavens, his entire figure shrouded in divine light, as if a god himself had descended to the mortal world. Even his hair shimmered with crystalline radiance.
His eyes were deep and profound—within them seemed to unfold the sun and moon, mountains and rivers, the flow of time, the ascension of immortals—wondrous, unfathomable scenes of supreme creation. Anyone who met his gaze would feel their heart sink, struck by awe and disbelief.
When the Crape Myrtle Holy Son's eyes met Li Xun's, his body trembled slightly. Taking a deep breath, he quickly stepped forward with a smile and said, "Brother Li, your arrival today truly brings glory to my Crape Myrtle Holy Land."
"I came later than I should have," Li Xun replied calmly.
"You are not late," the Crape Myrtle Holy Son said warmly, waving his hand. "The grand event has not yet begun—how can one speak of being late?"
As he spoke, he turned slightly to the side and extended a hand in invitation.
"The banquet within the Holy Land has already been prepared. Please, Brother Li, follow me. As for Brother Yin-Yang and the other fellow Daoists…"
"There will be others to receive them, I hope you will not take offense."
"Thank you for your consideration," Li Xun said with a small nod.
The Yin-Yang Holy Son and the others had intended to follow behind Li Xun to attend the feast together, but that final remark made them frown and stop in place.
By reason, Li Xun was still considered part of their younger generation—he should have been seated among them. Since they were all of similar standing, there was no need for the Crape Myrtle Holy Land to make such a distinction.
After all, they were all holy sons, peers by title.
Though their strengths varied, their statuses were equal.
Yet at this moment, with just one sentence, the Crape Myrtle Holy Son had made it clear—Li Xun would not be sitting with them. Most likely, he would be seated among the elders.
"Is the Crape Myrtle Holy Land saying that Brother Li is no longer of the same generation as us?"
One of the Holy Maidens who had accompanied Li Xun pursed her lips slightly and spoke with a trace of helplessness.
Had anyone else said such a thing, that she and Li Xun were no longer peers, she might have taken offense. But since it was acknowledged by the Crape Myrtle Holy Land itself, she felt no anger—only a faint sense of awe.
After all, setting aside titles and looking purely at strength, none of them truly had the qualification to sit beside Li Xun anymore.
. . .
Crape Myrtle Holy Land.
Here, a thousand peaks pierced the clouds, spiritual mountains shone with radiant mist, and auspicious light and colorful clouds intertwined. The scenery was picturesque and ethereal, resembling a celestial paradise.
Everywhere one looked, there was an air of grandeur beneath the beauty. Mighty waterfalls cascaded from heights of ten thousand feet—magnificent and sublime.
Between the mountains and valleys, powerful spirit beasts could be seen roaming.
Many disciples of Crape Myrtle Holy Land—whose blood energy surged like dragons—cultivated within their mountain abodes. Each was formidable in their own right, and those who had already reached the Life and Death Realm among them are not few.
"As expected of the Crape Myrtle Holy Land," Li Xun sighed inwardly in admiration.
Although the Profound Sun Holy Land still carried the title of "Holy Land," compared to such an ancient lineage that had endured through countless ages, the difference was vast.
And this gap was not merely in power at the top—but in every aspect.
"Brother Li, we've arrived," the Crape Myrtle Holy Son said as they stopped before a grand palace. "I'll take my leave here. Should you need anything, simply instruct one of the Crape Myrtle Holy Land disciples."
"Many thanks, Brother," Li Xun replied with a smile.
After watching the Crape Myrtle Holy Son depart, Li Xun followed the two core disciples into the grand hall.
At that moment, the Demon-Sealing Conference had yet to officially begin, but all the races had already arrived and taken their seats, conversing among themselves.
Within this vast palace, countless beings of every kind had gathered—many of whom were rarely seen in the outside world.
Here, however, they were everywhere.
Some looked bizarre and alien, yet not one of them was weak—their auras were all at least of the Divine Palace Realm and above.
"I heard that the Otherworldly Demons that appeared to the east of the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land are being handed over to the Great Xia Dynasty to deal with. Supposedly, this was the decision of those two Quasi-Emperors."
"How can that be? Those Demons are right next to the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land—why would the matter be given to someone else? What will the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land do, just sit by and watch?"
"Of course they're not happy about it. Those Demons are only the vanguard—weak for now—but killing them yields an endless supply of Blood Essence Stones. Every sect is short on those stones; who would willingly hand over such a chance to others?"
"Look at the elders from the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land, their faces are downright ugly…"
The grand hall was enormous, forming an independent space of its own.
All around, voices clashed—arguments, debates, even some quarrels breaking out.
Many holy lands and royal clans had begun volunteering to take responsibility for purging the Otherworldly Demons near their territories.
In truth, these Otherworldly Demons had only recently appeared, coinciding with the timing of the Demon-Sealing Conference.
Had it not been for this event delaying them, those Otherworldly Demons would likely have been exterminated already.
Of course, in some regions, the Otherworldly Demons had crossed over secretly, hiding their presence so well that even nearby major forces had only realized the truth today that there were Otherworldly Demons lurking right near their own strongholds.
At that moment, two core disciples of the Crape Myrtle Holy Land entered the palace, leading a figure clad in light violet robes.
Instantly, every gaze in the hall turned toward the entrance.
"Hm?"
"Is that… him?"
"Li Xun!"
"What is he doing here? Isn't he part of the younger generation? Why is he seated among us?"
"The Crape Myrtle Holy Land seems rather thoughtless, letting us old ones share a table with the juniors. Do they take us for fools?"
At the sight of Li Xun, the hall's noisy debates fell silent.
Shock, surprise, even mocking smiles appeared among the gathered saints and elders.
"Have you all forgotten?" someone chuckled coldly.
"The Profound Sun Holy Land is only a newly risen holy land, barely worth mentioning. If even its so-called Holy Son weren't allowed into this hall, then who in that entire sect would be qualified to attend?"
That remark immediately drew a wave of derisive laughter.
Indeed, the speaker wasn't wrong. The Crape Myrtle Holy Land had thought of this exact point when they decided to allow Li Xun entry.
Their relationship with Li Xun was amicable, and had he not been invited, there was no telling what kind of "assignments" these factions would have dumped on the Profound Sun Holy Land.
Most likely, they would have been forced to handle a region infested by Otherworldly Demons possessing a Saint realm existence.
But with Profound Sun Holy Land's current strength—with only one newly ascended Saint, and without even a single Sacred Armament—if they truly faced such an enemy, the entire Profound Sun Holy Land could very well face annihilation.
At that moment, Li Xun turned his gaze toward the man who had just spoken.
His eyes were utterly indifferent, his lips barely moving as he uttered two cold words:
"Wei Xian."
"Do you wish to see your brother?"
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