Ethereal Dao Palace, main hall atop the peak.
The Ethereal Palace Master, dressed in black and white Daoist robes, had an extremely gloomy expression.
In the hall, the major elders of the Dao Palace stood in two rows, each with a trace of absolute coldness in their eyes.
"Palace Master, that Yuan Yue Holy Son is sinister and cunning. He killed our Divine Maiden. This hatred… is irreconcilable!"
At the forefront, an elderly woman with graying hair coldly shouted, a sharp killing intent in her eyes.
She had watched Nian Qingyun grow up. Nian Qingyun was also the hope of the Ethereal Dao Palace.
Now, she was dead. The Ethereal Dao Palace's fortune had dissipated!
But…
The Yuan Yue Holy Land was also a supreme orthodox sect. Once war broke out between the two sects, it would inevitably involve many parties.
This was the reason for the Ethereal Palace Master's hesitation.
Nian Qingyun's death also enraged her!
But if they rashly started a war, the Ethereal Dao Palace would inevitably suffer significant losses.
If they were targeted by others, it would be a situation of eternal doom.
Moreover, she cultivated the Path of Emotionless Dao. Nian Qingyun's death hadn't caused the slightest crack in her Dao Heart.
On the contrary, in the Ethereal Palace Master's view, this was her tribulation.
If she passed through it, her cultivation would surely advance.
As long as she didn't die, the Ethereal Dao Palace would not fall.
"Report!!"
Just then, a disciple rushed into the hall from outside, a look of joy on his face.
"Palace Master!! The Ling Clan… has mobilized their entire clan! Young Master Ling Xiao is riding the divine eagle towards the Yuan Yue Holy Land."
"What? Mobilized their entire clan?!"
The Ethereal Palace Master's face trembled, a look of surprise between her brows.
So, she, as a master, was inferior to Qingyun's husband in a trial marriage?
Indeed, Ling Xiao's reputation for tyranny and cruelty had long spread throughout the Eastern Territories.
It wasn't surprising that he would do something so reckless.
But…
Ling Emperor had the bearing of a formidable figure. How could he allow Ling Xiao to act so recklessly?
Could it be that the Ling Clan… had other backing?
"Palace Master!!! Are we really going to let the Ling Clan avenge Qingyun's death?"
In the hall, waves of emotion began to appear on the faces of many elders.
They cultivated the Emotionless Dao, but today, this anger was truly hard to swallow.
"Gather the palace's experts. Tonight, we ascend the Yuan Yue Holy Peak!"
"Yes!!"
Suddenly, inexplicably.
These Dao Palace experts who had cultivated the Emotionless Dao their entire lives suddenly felt a relief in their hearts, far more comfortable than suppressing their true feelings.
All living beings have seven emotions and six desires. If their comprehension isn't enough and they forcibly suppress them, how could their thoughts flow smoothly?
…
Boom!
Above the Yuan Yue Holy Land, demonic aura suddenly filled the sky.
The originally gloomy sky completely lost all its light.
Stars and moon both vanished.
Looking closely, a hundred-zhong demonic shadow was descending.
Above that demonic shadow, a figure in white robes stood with his hands behind his back. His peerlessly handsome face carried a chill like deep winter.
Buzz!
A humming sound reverberated as the Divine-Winged Golden-Plumed Eagle transformed into human form and stood behind Ling Xiao.
The experts from the Ling Clan's nine branches and the four vassal clans revealed their forms, standing respectfully.
As if anticipating today's situation, countless Holy Land experts looked up from the peak of the holy mountain. Thousands of disciples stood in the square before the main hall, their expressions solemn.
But at this moment, there wasn't a trace of panic in their eyes; instead, they were filled with battle intent.
In the eyes of all the Yuan Yue Holy Land's elders and disciples, their Holy Son was the embodiment of justice, resilience, kindness, and gentleness!
He was the dawn of the righteous path in their eyes, the daybreak on the immortal path, the lighthouse in the darkness!!
And Ling Xiao…
This notorious Ling Clan heir was cruel, murderous, greedy, and unprincipled.
It was said that at the end of the grand competition, even Nian Qingyun had wanted to cut him down with her sword!
But now, he was falsely accusing Xia Chen of killing Nian Qingyun?
There must be a conspiracy here!!
Even though now, various sects in the Eastern Territories were singing praises of Ling Xiao's righteousness, many elders and disciples of the Yuan Yue Holy Land simply didn't believe it!
This was a trap, meticulously laid by the Ling Clan to satisfy their own ambitions!
The goal was naturally to suppress the Yuan Yue Holy Land and achieve the Ling Clan's supreme dominance.
Of course, no matter what the truth was, it no longer mattered now!
The conspiracy had already begun; the gears of fate never ceased.
What they needed to do was to avenge Holy Son Xia Chen… with blood!!
Especially the Holy Land disciples who usually revered Xia Chen; the hatred flashing in their eyes was dazzlingly bright in the darkness.
"Holy Master!! Let's fight!! We are willing to slay this villain for the Holy Son!!"
Countless Holy Land disciples raised their arms and shouted, their expressions excited.
The Yuan Yue Holy Master merely shook his head slightly, a green glow flickering in his eyes.
He never expected the Ling Clan to come so quickly!
Even the spies he had planted in Han Tian City hadn't sent back any information, and the Ling Clan was already here!
But fortunately, it was only the Ling Clan for now. To think they could annihilate his Yuan Yue Holy Land was sheer fantasy!
"Hehe, Ling Emperor, visiting so late at night… are you looking to throw yourself into a trap?"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master looked up at the white-robed youth standing on the dragon's head, his eyes somewhat gloomy.
Recently, rumors about this Ling Clan Young Master had been rampant in the Eastern Territories.
Killing Xia Chen, killing Chou Yi, killing Shangguan Qinghe.
Conflicts among the younger generation shouldn't involve sect powers, but the ones he killed were all young masters of top forces in the Eastern Territories.
Even if!!
The Ling Clan had the backing of the Ethereal Dao Palace, the Myriad Daos Demon Sect, and the Dan Yuan Holy Land, once war broke out between the two great orthodoxies, the Ancient Puppet Sect and the Primordial Chaos Holy Land would definitely not sit idly by.
In other words, in this battle, his Yuan Yue Holy Land would not lose.
But at this moment, Ling Tianlin didn't even bother to respond. Instead, he turned to look at Ling Xiao beside him. "Xiao'er."
"Yuan Yue Holy Son Xia Chen was a ghost cultivator. He used ghost arts to kill my fiancée, Nian Qingyun. Today, I decree the annihilation of the Yuan Yue Holy Land. I will use the blood of three thousand of your Holy Land's disciples and elders to honor the spirit of my departed wife in heaven."
Ling Xiao's expression was blank, like a deity judging sin. Even his eyes held a kind of absolute, cold indifference.
"Bullshit!! Ling Xiao, your villainous heart is known to all! You killed our Holy Land's Holy Son and slandered our Holy Land's reputation! Today, our Yuan Yue Holy Land's thousand disciples will surely cut you down with our swords!!"
From the crowd, a Holy Land prodigy immediately roared hoarsely, clearly furious at Ling Xiao's false accusation.
"Hehe, Young Master Ling Xiao, you have a silver tongue. From what you're saying, our Yuan Yue Holy Land has become evil demons who practice ghost arts? Hmph, you killed my personal disciple. Shouldn't you give me an explanation for that?"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master snorted coldly, killing intent already visible in his eyes.
His cultivation was on par with the Yun Shu Holy Master's; he was a fifth-grade Divine Emperor, among the top existences in the Eastern Territories.
Although the Ling Clan had three Emperors and ten Kings, his Yuan Yue Holy Land still had two Emperors and seven great elders.
Moreover, this was his Holy Land's territory, giving them the advantage of location. Now, the disciples and elders were united in purpose, giving them the advantage of harmony.
So… what the hell was the Ling Clan?
"Fight!"
Ling Xiao uttered only one word. Lightning seemed to surge around him, illuminating the vast sky as bright as day.
"Such audacity!! How dare your Ling Clan run wild in my Yuan Yue Holy Land! Today, you will certainly not return alive!!"
The Yuan Yue Holy Master laughed disdainfully, his overwhelming pressure crushing down between heaven and earth.
From deep within the Holy Land, a terrifying aura suddenly awoke from its slumber.
The mountains began to tremble; the sky seemed on the verge of shattering.
A mountain-like, majestic demonic figure slowly walked over. It was a giant black lizard with four horns on its head, also the Yuan Yue Holy Master's reliance.
A first-grade Divine Emperor ancient Dragon Lizard!!
With this, the Yuan Yue Holy Land also had three Divine Emperors!!