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第三卷 幽州乱 第五百一十一章 天云峰

Dragon Mountain stretched for miles, its peaks and ridges countless. But the most famous was Peak Jiufeng. The mountain's shape was peculiar; it resembled a sword piercing the clouds, towering thousands of feet high, perpetually shrouded in white mist.

There was a beautiful legend about how this peak came to be. Long ago, Nine Dragons Celestial Sovereign single-handedly challenged the Demons. The two powerful experts at the Separation and Union stage fought fiercely, with the battle's aftermath splitting the mountain into an isolated peak.

Recalling his ancestor's glory days, one could only marvel at their martial prowess. Unfortunately, today’s Nine Dragons Sect had long since declined. With just five thousand disciples across the entire sect, few were of high rank, making them merely mid-level in the cultivation world of Youzhou.

Fortunately, this sect was above reproach, so there was no need to worry about others coveting their position.

However, a significant event had recently occurred.

Dark souls invaded, and nearly one-third of Yanzhou had already fallen. In such perilous times, major forces were forced to set aside their grudges and unite against the enemy.

The meeting point for this alliance was chosen at Nine Dragons Sect.

For Nine Dragons Sect to host such a gathering was a matter of great prestige. The entire sect worked tirelessly; they renovated their inn long ago, cleaned it thoroughly, and sent clever and agile disciples to patrol nearby areas daily.

The date was set for the first day of August, but various forces arrived early to ensure everything was in place.

This time, all present were top-tier figures in the cultivation world. Nine Dragons Sect could not afford to be careless or negligent.

At this moment, two young cultivators, both around twenty years old, were conducting their usual patrol. Their cultivation levels were negligible, barely reaching the Flexible Spirit Period. They flew while whispering to each other.

"Senior Brother, are dark souls really that formidable? Hearing that hundreds of sects in Youzhou have been destroyed, is this an exaggeration?" The younger disciple, dressed in a light blue robe and still showing signs of youth, asked doubtfully.

"You ask me who else should I ask? We've never left Dragon Mountain since joining the sect. But everyone says so; it's unlikely to be mere nonsense," replied the older one, wearing scholar attire, with a raised eyebrow as he shook his head.

"Indeed, Senior Brother. If dark souls weren't that terrifying, the righteous and demonic forces wouldn't have paused their conflict just for us." The blue-robed disciple nodded in agreement, deep in thought.

"That's right; recently, both sides fought fiercely, losing thousands of cultivators, including nearly a hundred Core Formation stage experts. Such profound enmity can only mean how much they fear dark souls," the older one continued.

"Can we win?" The blue-robed disciple, after hearing this, couldn't help feeling worried. Thanks to his ancestor's blessings and the sect’s elevated status, he was largely unaffected by external changes. But now, if dark souls invaded Dragon Mountain, it would be impossible for them to escape unscathed.

"Why worry about that? The outcome of the war is beyond our lowly cultivators' control. It's like when a sky falls; someone must bear the brunt. You don't need to trouble yourself with such thoughts. Just focus on your tasks," the scholar smiled, offering wise advice.

"But..." The blue-robed disciple opened his mouth but stopped as he suddenly saw something alarming: "What is that?"

In the distance, four streaks of light appeared, dazzling and rapidly approaching them.

"Could these be senior figures attending the meeting?"

The scholar's face changed when he saw this. His reaction was faster; recalling Master True Person’s instructions, he quickly pulled out a sound transmission talisman from his pocket, exhaled some spiritual energy, and launched it. Then, he tugged on his junior disciple’s sleeve to greet them.

After a moment, they met.

The streaks of light converged into three men and one woman, all with distinct appearances but an extraordinary presence.

The two young cultivators scanned their minds, realizing that the others' cultivation levels were beyond comprehension; they couldn't determine what rank these cultivators belonged to.

They looked shocked.

"Salutations, seniors. May I ask if you are here for the meeting?" Though nervous, it was necessary to inquire further; otherwise, inviting them back without proper introductions could lead to trouble.

The scholar finished his question and secretly sized up their guests. The other three were fine, but the ordinary-looking young man seemed a year or two younger than him. Could he be a powerful cultivator?

This thought made him curious, and he couldn't help but extend his spiritual sense again. After all, even low-ranking elders like foundation establishment stage masters could reveal their cultivation levels.

"Muhe, don’t be rude."

His action didn't go unnoticed by the present experts; however, Lin Xuan frowned slightly but didn't argue with the junior disciple. Instead, a loud voice echoed from beside him: "Junior Master, you mustn't act so impolitely."

Following this, a golden crane flew in from the left side. This crane was larger than usual and had yellow feathers.

On the back of the crane was an adult male dressed in a certain manner.

"Salutations, Grandmaster."

The two young cultivators were startled and quickly bowed. This man was one of Nine Dragons Sect's three top experts, with Core Formation stage cultivation; his Dao name was Crane Obsessed.

He wasn't from Jiufeng Peak but had come across the sound transmission talisman by chance. He had gone to the market early that morning for some errands and returned just in time.

Unlike the low-ranking disciples, he had a much higher perspective. He immediately recognized these four as esteemed guests of Spirit Medicine Mountain.

After all, this alchemy sect was no longer what it used to be; while few had personally seen True Person Tongyu, his portrait spread throughout the cultivation world.

In recent years, Lin Xuan had risen to prominence despite his deliberate low profile, and many high-ranking cultivators fell at his hands. His reputation was immense.

People compared him with the Demonic Sect's young master, the only disciple of Demon Sovereign, Tian Xiaojian, as the most promising figures in the cultivation world today.

Muhe’s actions were disrespectful; repeatedly probing others' spiritual senses without permission was a grave offense.

Therefore, Crane Obsessed bowed to True Person Tongyu and said to Lin Xuan: "Junior Master, I apologize for my junior's impoliteness. Please don't take it amiss." He then performed a deep bow.

"Ha ha, friend, you're too polite. This young friend was just curious; how could I hold such trivial matters against him?" Lin Xuan waved his hand. Although he wasn’t a good person, he wouldn't bully someone weaker than himself.

"Thank you for your understanding. It's my good fortune to meet all of you. Please follow me to our inn for some rest," Crane Obsessed said, leading the way.

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