Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Upon hearing these words, a cold smile appeared on the faces of some who were in the know.

"What unparalleled celestial pride? It's nothing but the tripod furnace for the Medicine Buddha Sect Ancestor to seize for a soul transfer."

How strong and powerful was the Medicine Buddha Sect Ancestor in those years?

With his own strength, he suppressed the entire Southern Domain, making even the Giant Sword Pavilion act according to his whims.

Yet a tall tree catches the wind.

The Medicine Buddha Sect Ancestor once rallied the entire sect's strength to attempt a breakthrough into the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, but he tragically failed, leaving only a wisp of his soul to survive in the world.

Now he was forced to be reborn through soul transfer, spending a full twenty years to barely recover to the peak of Nascent Soul power.

With such potential and aptitude, let alone surpassing Ye Chen, even stepping into Divinity Transformation would be difficult.

"If Lu Yuan were still here, perhaps the North Cold Sect would still have some fear, but now the Medicine Buddha Sect has long since declined, and is no longer a threat."

At the mention of Lu Yuan's name, many cultivators couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Yuan began Qi Cultivation at the age of two, reached Foundation Establishment at three, and by eight had already entered the Core Formation Realm, slaying hundreds of elite prodigies alone.

Such talent and combat strength were unmatched, even by Ye Chen.

Unfortunately, the heavens are jealous of outstanding talents. Lu Yuan revealed his innate prowess too early and was ultimately forcefully slain by the North Cold Sect Ancestor.

If he had survived until now, he might well have had the chance to rival Ye Chen.

At this moment.

A brilliant green ball of light suddenly traversed the void, roaring in from afar.

And within the light ball, the silhouette of an elder could be faintly seen.

The elder's figure was hunched, face full of wrinkles, and his whole body exuded an aura of impending death, as if he had one foot in the grave.

Yet the aura emanating from him was earth-shattering, dared not be taken lightly by anyone!

"Is this the Voodoo Ancestor of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons? Finally, a big figure appears!"

The crowd was invigorated, looking at the elder with eyes full of reverence and respect.

A Divinity Transformation Great Power can move mountains and seas, pluck stars, and in the blink of an eye, crush a Nascent Soul Strong Person to death.

Such terrifying strong people are exalted and revered by billions. Once they walk the world, they draw the attention of countless forces!

A Divinity Transformation Great Power personally visiting in person, even the North Cold Sect wouldn't dare to neglect him.

In the ancestor land of the sect, a beam of white light shot up to the sky, revealing the silhouette of the North Cold Sect Ancestor.

"It has been many years, Fellow Daoist Wu, you still look as magnificent as ever!"

The North Cold Sect Ancestor Bai River was in high spirits, laughing heartily.

But upon closer inspection, it would be found that his complexion was still somewhat pale.

Years ago, he went to great lengths to slay Lu Yuan, forcibly entering the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, and as a result, he paid a huge price for it, remaining unhealed to this day!

"You jest, Fellow Daoist Bai. Today is the great event of the marriage alliance between our two sects. How could this old man not come?"

The Voodoo Ancestor Wu Hai also replied with a hearty laugh.

In order to facilitate this marriage, he too has made considerable sacrifices.

But after today, he will be able to firmly bind the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons to the battleship of the North Cold Sect, making the sect increasingly prosperous!

"Yunxi, aren't you going to greet Fellow Daoist Bai River?"

The glow around Wu Hai restrained, only then did the crowd see a woman standing next to him.

The woman's appearance wasn't remarkable, but her eyes, as clear as black and white, seemed to speak, captivating souls.

Just a glance was enough to make many male cultivators lose themselves to it.

However, thinking of this woman's fierce reputation, many cultivators present shuddered.

Because, seemingly gentle and quiet, this woman was actually a demoness adept at using poisons, who, with slight gestures, had killed countless people!

The woman paid no attention to the crowd's gaze and instead took gentle steps forward, coming before the White River Ancestor.

She then bowed gracefully, her voice crisp and pleasant, "Junior Yunxi greets the White River Ancestor."

"Not bad."

The White River Ancestor nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

As the Supreme Ancestor of the North Cold Sect, he knew Yunxi's identity and background thoroughly.

Being an outstanding figure of the younger generation in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, Yunxi was born with a Highly Poisonous constitution, a rarity that occurs once in a millennium as the Ten Thousand Poison Divine Body.

What was more rare was that Yunxi not only had extraordinary cultivation talent but was also ruthless and decisive in her killings.

At just eight years old, she had already poisoned a Core Formation Strong Person to death!

Now, she was only half a step away from the Divinity Transformation Realm, with a talent second only to Ye Chen.

Throughout the Southern Domain, only such a woman is qualified to become Ye Chen's companion!

"Miss Yunxi, there's no need for such formalities. You and Ye Chen of our sect are a match made in heaven. Since our two sects have joined as in-laws, we are now one family."

The White River Ancestor said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior, for your compliment."

Yunxi said softly, though she felt little emotion in her heart.

As the Saintess of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, she had a revered status, but in such significant matters as the alliance between two sects, she was merely a tool for exchanging interests.

Just as the White River Ancestor and the Voodoo Ancestor were having a pleasant conversation,

several figures suddenly pierced through the sky, their presence earth-shattering, drawing everyone's attention.

The figures stood tall and imposing in the void, each exuding a terrifying aura that made people's hearts tremble, even breathing became somewhat difficult!

Leading them was Sect Leader Huiming of the Medicine Buddha Sect, wearing a yellow monk robe. His face was expressionless, but his eyes emanated an indescribable majesty.

Over a decade ago, he was already a Half-step Divinity Transformation Strong Person.

Ever since the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm ended, he had closed himself off for intense cultivation for years. With the help of the ancestor of the Medicine Buddha Sect, he finally stepped into the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Following closely was Master Qingxu, donned in a Daoist robe, holding a duster, with an immortal-like aura, as if he had stepped out of a painting.

Another elder, with a robust build, carried an enormous sword on his back, his entire being like a sword with sharpness ready to burst, deterring direct gazes!

The moment the elder appeared, all cultivators present were stirred.

Because this person was none other than the Sword Pavilion Ancestor!

Each of these three was a Divinity Transformation Great Power from the top echelons of the Southern Domain.

Their arrival made the already bustling North Cold Sect even more lively.

"The three of you have traveled a long distance to grace us with your presence; your presence truly honors our sect!"

The White River Ancestor saw this and immediately went up to them, greeting them with a beaming smile.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, you're too kind. Today is the grand day of the union between our two sects; of course, we had to come for a celebratory drink."

Sect Leader Huiming smiled insincerely, a shadow flashing deep in his eyes.

If it weren't for the White River Ancestor having strangled Lu Yuan in the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, how would the Medicine Buddha Sect have fallen to such a state?

But circumstances were stronger than people.

Now with the North Cold Sect and the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons joining through marriage, they were basking in the limelight.

In contrast, the Medicine Buddha Sect's legacy was running thin, declining day by day, and no longer dared to pursue this matter?

"Indeed, such a grand event, how could we miss it?"

Master Qingxu spoke with a gentle tone, lightly laughing.

The Sword Pavilion Ancestor merely nodded slightly, not saying much.

But as the number one power in the Southern Domain personally attending this ceremony, it already signified the Giant Sword Pavilion's importance to this celebration.

But just as the Divinity Transformation Great Powers all gathered, and the celebration was about to begin,

a deep voice suddenly boomed like thunder over the entire North Cold Sect.

"Junior Lu Yuan, here to pay respects!"

The powerful figures present heard it, their faces changed drastically, and they immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

In the incredulous gazes of the onlookers,

Lu Yuan emerged from the crowd, slowly stepping up the stairs.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it was like rolling thunder, making the people's heads buzz, their eardrums nearly rupturing.

The Northern Cold Sect guards, who maintained order in midair, were unsteady under this invisible sound wave assault, stumbling from the sky.

As for the other cultivators, their eyes widened in shock, as if witnessing something unbelievable.

"Lu Yuan, how is this possible; he's actually alive?"

Someone exclaimed in shock, their voice filled with incredulity.

Because many cultivators present were familiar with this name.

Some years ago, in front of the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, many Nascent Soul Strong Persons witnessed the scene of Lu Yuan being killed by the White River Ancestor.

Yet, no one had ever imagined.

Lu Yuan not only survived but dared to challenge the entire North Cold Sect alone?

One could say Lu Yuan's appearance was like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples, instantly turning the celebratory atmosphere into tension.

For a moment,

the cultivators present all turned their heads, their gazes fully focused on Lu Yuan.

Intuition told them that something significant was bound to happen today!