At the very moment the treasure was successfully completed.

Buzzing...

The will of Heaven in the world of immortality was once again violently shaken.

Fang Han's two great foundations, the World Tree and the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures, have now both fallen into Zhao Feng's hands.

This is tantamount to directly severing two of his future paths to success.

The fate of the entire world was thus altered.

A massive amount of the world's origin, like a flood bursting its banks, was frantically intercepted by the "All-Heavens Transformation Freedom Method" and injected into the distant Qin Realm through that mysterious connection.

Qin border.

The laws roared, and the divine light of order permeated every inch of space.

Ying Zheng stood on the steps of the Lingxiao Palace, feeling the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in the world.

A vast source of origin was injected into the core of the world out of thin air, greatly enhancing the origin of the Qin Realm.

"Feng'er..."

Ying Zheng clenched his fists; even he was filled with emotion at this moment.

This method is no longer simply plundering, but rather directly tearing a piece of flesh and blood from the foundation of a higher-level world to nourish itself!

"The power of the Realm Lord is truly unfathomable." Ye Fan exclaimed from the bottom of his heart as he felt the surging power of the world within his body.

The expenditure they expended guarding the world's defenses was insignificant compared to this newly injected source.

Deep within the origin of Qin.

Zhao Feng's true form sat cross-legged in the center of chaos.

As the origin of the eternal world poured in, his aura also rose steadily, and he firmly stepped into the seventh level of the Great Dao Realm!

...

The world of immortality, the celestial palace of ascension.

Inside the secret chamber, thirty-three dazzling divine objects slowly rotated around Zhao Feng, forming a perfect array that resonated with each other and whose energy was interconnected.

Zhao Feng opened his eyes and absorbed the newly refined Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure into his body.

Fang Han's two major foundations, the World Tree and the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures, are now in his own hands.

In a sense, the protagonist's halo of this chosen one of the era has been largely severed by himself.

However, Zhao Feng did not let his guard down because of this.

As the reincarnation of the spirit of the Gate of Immortality, Fang Han's fortune is closely connected with the entire world. As long as the world does not perish, his fortune will not be completely severed.

Even if he does nothing, the will of Heaven will forcibly correct him, allowing him to obtain other opportunities.

Instead of waiting passively, it's better to take the initiative.

To remove the fuel from under the cauldron, you must remove it completely!

After a moment of contemplation, a thought crossed space and resounded directly in the palace on Tiandu Peak.

"Hua Tiandu".

Hua Tiandu, who was consolidating his immortality in his cave, was startled and immediately replied respectfully, "Disciple is here!"

"How are the preparations for the trip to the Heavenly Martial Treasury going?" Zhao Feng's voice was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Hua Tiandu's heart tightened, and he quickly replied, "Reporting to the sect leader, this disciple is ready and can depart at any time."

"Very good," Zhao Feng's voice came. "I have other important matters to entrust to you."

"Please give your orders, Master!"

"I will be convening the Ten Immortal Sects Conference to discuss the integration of all forces in the Xuanhuang Great World to jointly resist the demonic calamity. The defense within the Feathered Ascension Sect will be entirely under your responsibility."

"During this period, I do not wish to hear any discordant voices, especially regarding that wretched Fang Han."

Hua Tiandu understood immediately. "Disciple understands! We will ensure that the entire Yuhua Sect is united and will never allow some clowns to disrupt the Sect Leader's grand plan!"

"Go."

Having severed contact with Hua Tiandu, Zhao Feng stood up.

With a thought, Zhao Feng sent out nine golden decrees from his sleeve.

Each of these nine decrees contained his will at the level of a true immortal, instantly tearing through the void and shooting off in different directions.

...

Taiyi Sect, Qunxing Sect, Danding Sect, Tongtian Sword Sect...

Of the ten major sects of the Immortal Path, nine, excluding the Feathered Ascension Sect, received this decree from the supreme leader of the Feathered Ascension Sect.

The content of the decree was simple yet domineering.

"Three days from now, we will gather at the Heavenly Palace to discuss the future of Xuanhuang. Those who fail to attend will be considered guilty of the same crime as the demonic path, and the whole world will unite to attack them!"

boom!

The entire Xuanhuang Great World was in complete uproar!

Countless old monsters who had been in seclusion for many years were alarmed by these nine golden decrees that spanned the heavens and the earth.

Feng Baiyu!

What exactly does he want to do?

Wan Gui Immortal Island, inside the Crystal Palace.

A middle-aged man dressed in a jeweled robe, adorned with precious stones, crushed the imperial edict in his hand.

He was Wan Yushu, the island lord of Wan Gui Immortal Island.

"Feng Baiyu! What arrogance he has!" Wan Yushu's face darkened, and the pure Yang energy within the hall surged violently. "What do you mean by 'discussing the future of Xuanhuang'? I think he wants to become the master of Xuanhuang!"

An elder spoke with deep concern: "Island Master, Feng Baiyu is unfathomable. Now that he has emerged from seclusion, his cultivation is likely even more terrifying. We should..."

"What's there to be afraid of!" Wan Yushu sneered. "No matter how strong Feng Baiyu is, he's at most at the Creation Realm. Do you think we're just made of clay? My Wan Gui Immortal Island has a lineage dating back to ancient times and has a profound foundation. How can we allow him to decide things with a single word! In three days, I'll see what tricks Feng Baiyu is up to!"

The same scene was playing out in other major immortal sects.

Chi Rongtian, the leader of the Taiyi Sect, frowned deeply as he looked at the imperial edict, remaining silent for a long time.

The leader of the Tongtian Sword Sect, an old man exuding a sharp sword aura, tossed the decree aside, closed his eyes, and continued wiping his flying sword, as if it were none of his business.

Regardless of their inner thoughts, three days later, all the leaders of the ten immortal sects appeared outside the immortal mountain of the Feathered Ascension Sect.

Inside the main hall of the Feathered Heaven Palace.

The leaders of the nine major immortal sects sat on either side.

Each of them is a giant in their own right, a being who can shake a region with a single stomp of their foot.

now.

They all remained silent, the atmosphere extremely oppressive.

They were all waiting, waiting for the person who had summoned them to appear.

Finally, a clear bell rang.

A figure appeared on the sect leader's throne at the very top of the main hall.

He was dressed in white feather robes, with a handsome face. There was no magical fluctuation around him, yet he gave people the illusion that he was one with the entire world.

It was Feng Baiyu, who was Zhao Feng in disguise.

Zhao Feng's voice was calm, "Gentlemen, how have you been?"

Wan Yushu spoke with a forced smile: "Sect Leader Feng, it's been hundreds of years, but you're still as impressive as ever. May I ask what brings you here today? If it's truly to discuss how to combat the demonic calamity, such a grand display seems unnecessary."

His words expressed the sentiments of everyone present.

Zhao Feng's gaze swept over him, and that calm look made Wan Yushu feel instantly as if he had been seen through from the inside out.

"I have invited you all here today for only one thing."

Zhao Feng's voice was not loud, "From this day forward, the ten sects of the Immortal Path will unite as one and establish the Xuanhuang Immortal Alliance. I will be the first Alliance Leader. All the resources, disciples, and cultivation techniques of all sects will be under the unified allocation of the Immortal Alliance."

"After I finish speaking, who agrees and who disagrees?"

Dead silence.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

All the sect leaders stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their ears.

They had considered that Feng Baiyu might make some excessive demands, but they never expected that he would actually want to directly annex all the sects!

"Feng Baiyu! You're insane!"

Wan Yushu was the first to slam his fist on the table and stand up, pointing at Zhao Feng and shouting angrily, "My ten immortal sects have each been passed down for tens of thousands of years. How can we abandon them because of your words! You are going to become the eternal sinner of my Xuanhuang Great World!"

"Indeed! Sect Leader Feng, your actions are far too domineering!"

"We will absolutely not agree to this!"

The other sect leaders echoed their sentiments, and the crowd was filled with excitement.

Zhao Feng looked at them, his face still expressionless. "It seems that you all have objections."

He extended a finger and gently tapped Wan Yushu, who was shouting the loudest.

"Great Suppression Technique!"

Wan Yushu's roar abruptly stopped.

His expression froze.

An invisible, intangible, yet irresistible force descended upon him out of nowhere.

Click!

The throne beneath him, crafted from millennia-old mystic crystal, instantly turned to dust.

Wan Yushu's powerful body, which had cultivated an immortal form, was pressed firmly to the ground by an irresistible force.

He wanted to struggle, to unleash his magic power, and to summon his magical artifacts.

But before that immense power, the magical power within his body was like a frozen river, completely still. His primordial spirit was suppressed to the point that he couldn't even muster a single thought.

He lay prostrate on the ground in an extremely humiliating position in front of Zhao Feng, unable to move.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.

The remaining eight sect leaders instantly lost all color in their faces, leaving only boundless fear.

Chi Rongtian was shocked, "You...you're actually a True Immortal? How is that possible?"

Even the Immortal Venerable Linglong was filled with disbelief, "No wonder you dare to speak like that, it turns out you have received an immense blessing."

Zhao Feng withdrew his finger and said calmly, "Now, does anyone have any objections?"

Inside the main hall, you could hear a pin drop.

The eight sect leaders felt a cold sweat trickle down their spines as they looked at Wan Yushu, who lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog.

They finally realized that this was not a discussion, but a notification.

The consequences of resistance are already clear.

Tai Hun Tian, ​​the leader of the Taiyi Sect, had a constantly changing expression, his mind in turmoil.

The Taiyi Sect has an ancient heritage, and it even possesses half a celestial artifact to suppress its fortune. If one were to fight to the death, there's a chance they might not escape...

Just as murderous intent surged within him.

Zhao Feng's gaze fell on him almost imperceptibly.

Taihuntian froze.

He had no doubt that if he dared to make any move, he would follow in Wan Yushu's footsteps the next moment.

Under that seemingly casual gaze, all the thoughts, killing intent, and schemes that had just arisen in his mind vanished.

He had a strong premonition.

If I had thought even a little more, or even just revealed a trace of hostility, my fate would have been a hundred times more miserable than that of Wan Yushu, who was lying on the ground.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard.

Wan Yushu, lying on the ground, was still struggling.

His immortal body was frantically repairing itself, but with each repair, the suppressive force would grow tenfold stronger, crushing his newly restored vitality once again.

At this moment.

Linglong Immortal Venerable stepped forward and asked, "Sect Leader Feng, what exactly do you want to do?"

She wanted to know the true purpose of the leader of the Feathered Ascension Sect, who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years and immediately revealed his true immortal cultivation upon emerging, acting with unparalleled arrogance.

Zhao Feng shifted his gaze from Tai Hun Tian to the exquisitely beautiful face of Linglong Immortal Venerable.

She is the successor of the Hongmeng Daoist, the owner of the Linglong Blessed Land, possesses great fortune, and is also the future woman of Fang Han.

This is also the chosen one of the eternal world!

pity.

Now, in his eyes, she was no different from a slightly stronger ant.

"I have already made my intentions very clear," Zhao Feng said calmly. "The Xuanhuang Great World has been shrouded in chaos for far too long."

"The demonic path is rampant, the demon gods are causing chaos, and the independent cultivators overseas are acting independently, with no unity among their people, like a scattered mess."

"If this continues, the day the great calamity descends will be the day when all living beings in the Xuanhuang world are annihilated."

He stood up, walked down from the throne, and said, "I wish to unify the universe and accomplish this in one battle, thoroughly cleanse the world, and restore a bright and clear world to heaven and earth."

"We need your help with this matter."

He stopped in front of Wan Yushu, looking down at the island master of Wan Gui Immortal Island.

"Therefore, I hereby establish the Immortal Alliance and appoint myself as its leader."

"Anyone who does not comply will be colluding with the demonic path and hindering the grand plan to restore order to the Xuanhuang Great World."

"I have only one attitude towards this kind of person."

He raised his foot and gently stepped on Wan Yushu's head.

Bang.

Wan Yushu's head shattered instantly.

Red and white splattered all over the ground.

The regenerative power of immortality seemed so laughable. His shattered head and flesh writhed, but could not be reformed, as if a supreme law was preventing his rebirth.

"Then, let's resolve it all at once."

Zhao Feng withdrew his foot as if he had merely crushed an insect.

He looked around at the remaining eight sect leaders and said, "Now, I will ask again."

"Who's in favor, and who's opposed?"

Inside the main hall, there was deathly silence.

The eight immortal giants, the true rulers of the Xuanhuang Great World, were all pale-faced, stiff-bodied, and their breathing almost stopped.

The tragic state of Wan Yushu is still vivid in my mind.

They've stopped acting altogether.

All talk of fighting against the demonic calamity and restoring peace and order to the world is just an excuse.

Feng Baiyu's true goal is to trample all the immortal sects under his feet and become the unique emperor of this Xuanhuang Great World!

Tai Hun Tian, ​​the leader of the Taiyi Sect, clenched his fists.

The Taiyi Sect behind him is the head of the ten immortal sects, inherited from the immortal realm, and its profound foundation is far beyond that of other sects.

He had never suffered such humiliation before!

"Feng Baiyu!"

Tai Huntian suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, "Don't push your luck!"

"My Taiyi Sect is a branch of the Daoist lineage of the Taiyi Holy Land in the Immortal Realm! If you dare to touch me today, when the Immortal Realm's envoy descends to the mortal realm one day, he will surely refine your entire Yuhua Sect, ensuring that you will never be reincarnated!"

He's gambling.

Even if Du Feng Baiyu were to advance to the True Immortal realm, he would not dare to oppose the true forces of the Immortal Realm.

The difference between immortals and mortals is as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

A true immortal from the Xuanhuang Great World is utterly insignificant compared to the vast immortal holy land.

...(End of this chapter)