Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 801 - 573: Return to Nanyang, Invitation from Dragon Palace

Chapter 801: Chapter 573: Return to Nanyang, Invitation from Dragon Palace

The mountain peaks were steep and reached into the clouds, with a platform as wide as White Jade, adorned with Nanyang reliefs standing aloft.

There were seven similar places, tucked away in a corner of Southern Hong.

Many cultivators hurried back and forth, and compared to before, their expressions were a few degrees less relaxed and a bit more serious.

As of today, although everyone could sense the change in atmosphere, the Southern Dragon Palace had yet to engage in any direct conflict with the Seven Sons.

However, the vassal forces apart from the Immortal Sects, regardless of how they made a living, were starting to notice that times were getting tougher, the Dragon Palace Demon Soldiers were becoming harder to deal with, and accidents among the disciples were gradually becoming more frequent.

Clearly, the Southern Dragon Palace intended to cut off the Seven Sons’ offerings and further seal off the eyes and ears of these Immortal Sects.

To truly force the Southern Hong Seven Sects back into a corner!

The news brought by the Daozi upon their return to the sect wasn’t good; although there were gains, they still had not managed to convince a powerful enough figure from Western Hong to decide the situation. Instead, it had revealed the attitude of the Western Dragon Palace.

It was said that those silver-horned Silver Dragons of the west dared to collude with the Wanxiang Pavilion to set a trap and ambush the Daozi of Southern Hong, clearly a fight to the death.

If the two Dragon Palaces were to join forces and attack, the Seven Sons of Southern Hong would surely pay a heavy price even if they did nothing but hold their ground.

The Southern Dragon Palace’s approach of boiling frogs in warm water, the slicing with a dull knife, was so clear that even ordinary elders and disciples could see it; how could the Sect Masters and Daozi not understand?

They were definitely going to act, they were just waiting for the right moment.

Waiting—

Many cultivators looked up and saw the Treasure Ship of the Pure Moon Sect Master gliding through the sky, with two figures standing side by side at the bow.

Besides the Pure Moon Sect Master, there was another. He was the Sect Master of Nanyang, the one who somehow made many Daozi sincerely convinced.

"He’s back!"

For a moment, regardless of their status, all the cultivators who saw the Treasure Ship bowed respectfully, welcoming the return of their Sect Masters.

As the Treasure Ship passed by.

They began to rise one by one, exchanging looks with different thoughts in their hearts.

Now that these two had returned from Western Hong, with the conglomerate of the Seven Sects assembled, they had to take a definitive stance against the aggressive pressure of the Southern Dragon Palace.

Were they going to negotiate peace, or reclaim the dignity of the Immortal Sects? Perhaps the answer would come soon.

"..."

Inside the grand hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the doors were tightly closed.

The Daozi, who usually led the sects, now sat quietly on both sides, listening to Elder Ji recount the events at Mount Yu.

"A dragon youth from the Heaven Realm has fallen?" the Bi Hai Sect Master asked in surprise, then pondered, "Then within a few months, the eldest of the Qi Family will inevitably be called back."

Frankly, if not for the sudden madness of the Southern Dragon Palace, the Seven Sons had no intention of emerging once again.

Their already not abundant foundation had dwindled over a hundred thousand years and had become even thinner.

The main question was... what was the purpose of emerging from seclusion.

To re-establish themselves as the top power in Hongze?

Even with the remaining strength of the South Hong Seven Sons, as long as they were willing to stand up, not to mention regaining parity with the grand powers like the East Dragon Palace and the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, they would at least not be inferior to the likes of the Western Dragon Palace and Yue Family.

As long as they had enough determination and the courage to fight.

Claiming a few Union Dao treasures in Northern Hong or Eastern Hong, allowing their disciples and those vassal forces to recuperate, would certainly be infinitely better than the current situation.

But the issue was that the one who initially "grounded" the Seven Sons of Southern Hong was actually the East Dragon King.

By using Zi Ling’s name, he protected the Seven Sons from the wrath of the Immortals, ensuring the remaining six sects were not implicated.

After all, the Immortal of Hongze couldn’t confirm whether Zi Ling, who had ascended to heaven, still cared about the people of Hongze... most likely she did, because heaven can be too lonely, and over time, it’s hard not to miss the family ties of the past.

Having worked so hard to send Zi Ling up, he wouldn’t risk the possibility of alienating her over merely six sects, no matter how slim that chance was.

This led to the current situation.

If the Seven Sons of Southern Hong were to take the initiative to leave, that would break the agreement, and then it wouldn’t just be a matter of how the great Immortal of Hongze would react. Those bootlickers who constantly tried to ingratiate themselves with the Immortal would certainly not mind acting against their own Southern Hong cultivators to earn a smile from the great Immortal.

So the current status was actually the last bit of face left for the Seven Sons by all the Hongze forces, and this "gentle treatment" was mostly out of consideration for the East Dragon Palace.

Now that the eldest of the Qi Family was going to be called back, as long as they held on until then, the strife of Southern Hong seemed to be coming to a childishly easy end.

After all, even if the Ke Family Crown Prince went mad, he definitely wouldn’t think that the Southern Dragon Palace alone could truly match the Seven Sons.

That old Dragon King, if he left the Dragon Lair, wouldn’t have the strength to suppress the multitude of heroes.

"..."

Even the other Sect Masters were a bit dazed as they withdrew their gazes.

People like the Ling Yun and Unparalleled Sect Masters let out a barely detectable sigh of relief.

The Ling Yue Sect Master remained silent.

Yet, as the Heavenly Sword Sect Master also withdrew his gaze, a faint hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes.

As the sword of the Seven Sons of Southern Hong, tasked with seizing the treasures for Southern Hong, cutting down all who stood in the way so the great sun of Nanyang could shine peacefully over these lands and waters.

Now that the sword had become sharper, there seemed to be no more chances to unsheathe it.

For Ye Jiu, this was undoubtedly a sorrow.

"I have something to take care of, I need to return to the sect first," Shen Yi said as he slowly got up, not quite accustomed to this sort of idle chatting. Such long stretches of sitting and talking might be but a momentary blip to these Sect Masters with their lengthy lifespans, but for Shen Yi, it really was a bit boring.