Yellow Court Daoist

"Immortal Envoy?"

" No wonder Yu Fengzi and the others dared to cause trouble on the spot; it turns out there's a master backing them!"

"Of course. The Great Saint is invincible in the universe; Yu Fengzi and several other True Immortals have been defeated by the Great Saint, not a match even for a single round. Would they dare to act this way today without a master behind them?"

"But—"

Within and outside the Immortal Farming Sect, a battle shook the heavens.

Twelve True Immortals fought from the ground to the sky, then from the sky back to the underground, truly fierce. A group of cultivators retreated again and again, yet they did not want to miss the spectacle, even more, eager to know the ultimate truth, so they watched from a distance.

Flames burned through half the sky.

Yu Fengzi cupped his hands and respectfully invited the 'Immortal Envoy.'

This made the cultivators present tense up, wide-eyed and watching without daring to blink.

Holding the Iron Chain and Silver Hook in hand, Jingshan saw the flames rising into the sky and joy flashed across his face, "Teacher!"

The flames that burned half the sky were clearly the might of the Divine Fire Fan.

As a disciple, Jingshan naturally knew this.

The appearance of the Divine Fire Fan indicated that the teacher had received his call and had come to suppress the rebellion.

But only—

"Immortal Envoy?"

Jingshan glanced at Yu Fengzi, whose expression was respectful and somewhat restrained, yet also brimming with confidence. A sudden tightness gripped his heart, "Is that Immortal Envoy a deeply hidden trump card used by Yu Fengzi and the others to deal with Teacher?!"

Jingshan's nature was as his name suggested, honest and kind, but he was not foolish.

Although his teacher was invincible in the current age, Yu Fengzi's demeanor clearly showed he had a well-thought-out plan, indicating that this 'Immortal Envoy' must be extraordinarily out of the ordinary.

One must not be careless!

"Teacher is here!"

"Ha ha!"

"Yu Fengzi, you and the others once bowed down to Teacher and pledged loyalty, yet now you plot such a massive betrayal. With Teacher's arrival, won't you quickly surrender?!"

Gongyang Ye, seeing the flames in the distance and the frustration of being suppressed by Yu Fengzi, let out all the pent-up anger and resentment for the slandering of his teacher, raising his head and laughing loudly, his hair flying wildly as if he was a Demon God amidst the fire.

His nature was fiery. In his life, only the Alliance Leader Pure Great Saint, his teacher, could command his respect.

He held blind reverence for his teacher and had absolute trust in his strength.

He was confident that there was no one in the world who was a match for his teacher.

Even if it was the so-called Immortal Envoy!

"With Teacher's Great Method, with the mere lift of a staff, he would turn that so-called Immortal Envoy to ashes!"

Gongyang Ye glanced at the distant sky, then back at Yu Fengzi, revealing a mocking look in his eyes.

But then he saw Yu Fengzi retreat.

Bai Luo Ancestor Master, Qing Baizi, Daoist Xiyi, Heavenly Mechanism, and the others also began to withdraw.

And in the sky's void,

A figure in a pure Daoist robe, with an indistinct face, descended, his aura not concealed at all—intense, strange, enigmatic, and startling.

"This person—"

Seeing him, Gongyang Ye's pupils contracted slightly, halting his head-held high laughter, doubt and uncertainty showing in his eyes.

This person seemed stronger than he had imagined.

On him, it seemed as if he saw a shadow of his teacher—equally unfathomable, with an aura deep as an abyss. Even as a True Immortal, looking at this person, he felt his vision filled with fog, impenetrable and indecipherable.

And it was even more difficult to discern who was higher or lower between this individual and his teacher.

"This person is not to be underestimated."

"Teacher's arrival calls for caution."

Gongyang Ye silently remarked, eyeing carefully, and in his heart, he muttered, "This person's aura, why does it—"

He frowned.

Feeling quietly, he was speechless for a moment.

Then observing Yu Fengzi and the others—

"We greet the Immortal Envoy!"

Yu Fengzi, Bai Luo Ancestor Master, Qing Baizi, Daoist Xiyi, Heavenly Mechanism, and Ancient Mirror, a total of six well-known, established True Immortals, all bowed respectfully to this white-robed Daoist, their attitudes reverent.

Among them,

The first three, upon seeing this white-robed Daoist, shared three parts of resemblance in the change of Gongyang Ye's face, with doubt deep in their eyes. The three exchanged silent gazes, seemingly communicating something.

"I am Zuo Wang, under the decree of the four Ancestor Masters, specially come to eliminate demons."

The white-robed Daoist 'Zuo Wang's face shone with Golden Light and red light, his features unclear, and his voice ethereal and detached, like an Immortal being, a bright embodiment of the Righteous Sect, upholding justice at heart.

As soon as he appeared,

He looked into the distant outer sky, staring at the soaring flames, standing silently.

In the face hidden from all, there seemed to be a fleeting hint of reminisce. But it vanished in a blink and went unnoticed by the crowd.

Just stood there silently,

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

"Zuo Wang!"

Jingshan, Gongyang Ye, and others eyed the Daoist Zuo Wang, some scrutinizing, some glaring angrily, all with unfavorable looks.

In this tension,

The Fire Sea from beyond finally descended.

The boundless flames receded, revealing the figure inside—

"Eh?"

"This is—"

"Why isn't it Teacher?!"

Gongyang Ye was about to bow in reverence but suddenly stopped dead. His gaze fixed on the person who emerged from the Fire Sea holding the Divine Fire Fan, wearing a simple Daoist robe—the composed Daoist—and his eyes widened with shock.

So did the others:

The one who raised the Fire Sea with the Divine Fire Fan was actually not the Pure Great Saint?!

"This is bad!"

From afar, Meng Qiu and Meng Huo's expressions changed.

This Immortal Envoy's arrival was clearly targeted at the Great Saint. If the Great Saint himself had come, with his methods, perhaps it wouldn't be difficult to triumph in battle. But now, overconfident, they only sent a seemingly unremarkable young Daoist—how could he stand against the Immortal Envoy?

Even with the Divine Fire Fan in hand, it was feared it wouldn't match the Immortal Envoy.

Not just the Er Meng brothers.

All cultivators who were watching this battle tensed, lifting their hearts in anticipation.

The cultivators present were mostly at the Primordial Spirit Level, mostly grown up in recent years. Before they were born, the South Sea Alliance Leader Ding Yu had already ceased to be active. Going back three thousand years, even more, so the Alliance Leader Pure Great Saint dominated alone.

He had long replaced Ding Yu, accumulating great prestige among the new generation of cultivators.