Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1332: Chapter 719: Chun Jun Ancestor

"I do not know what you wish to ask. I reiterate, I am here merely to retrieve the relics of the Qiong Tian Ancestor. I have no other intentions." Zhao Menghan said with a serious expression.

Daoist Qingqiu’s eyes flickered, secretly receiving the True Monarch’s instructions.

The next second, he was all smiles, and with a wave of his hand, he collected all the Cow Hair Gold Needles into his sleeve, and with a slightly apologetic tone, he said, "Ah, it turns out I misunderstood Taoist Zhao. Please do not blame me, my sect is in the process of preparing for a millennium grand festival, so I was overly tense and mistakenly took you as an intentional disruptor."

Zhao Menghan’s expression slightly eased, and his tone relaxed, "Oh, I see. I have come at an inappropriate time!"

"Everything is fated to be as it is. I ask for your understanding, Taoist Zhao!" Qing Yuan Taoist, seeing this, immediately laughed and explained.

Zhao Menghan stated solemnly, "Since it’s a misunderstanding, of course, I will not take it to heart. However...I hope for the sake of the deep bond between our families for thousands of years, you will allow me to trade back the three relics of the Qiong Tian Ancestor."

Daoist Qingqiu was momentarily stunned and then said lightly, "As for that... everything needs further consideration! Since you’ve come, Taoist Zhao, why not stay with our sect for a while? It’ll be a good chance for us to exchange cultivation insights."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Menghan’s heart sank. The implication of those words was clearly to put him under house arrest!

Just as he hesitated whether to agree, a misty thunder light suddenly bloomed between his brows,

Boom-

The thunder light instantly enveloped the entire high platform, immobilizing Qingqiu, Qing Yuan, Qing Jue, and Bai Lin, four Nascent Soul Cultivators, freezing even their consciousness and thoughts.

The next second, several streaks of purple-gold lightning appeared out of thin air, coiling around the four’s necks, instantly transforming into three bright purple-gold collars.

At a glance, the purple-gold collars shimmered with faint thunder light, emanating an aura of extreme destruction.

This sudden turn of events not only exceeded Zhao Menghan’s expectations but also caused Fengyi True Monarch, hidden at the side, to show a drastic change in expression, his face quickly turning pale.

"Taoist Zhao, please show mercy!" Fengyi True Monarch, seeing the situation, had to reveal himself, respectfully cupping his hands to Zhao Menghan and saying earnestly.

"You...finally decided to come out!"

Before Zhao Menghan opened his mouth, a voice had already arrived ahead, though it was vastly different in tone from his own, deeper and more resonant.

As soon as the voice fell, quattro Daoist suddenly regained awareness and immediately noticed the extra collar on their necks.

The four instinctively reached out to touch it, but their hands froze halfway, their bodies as rigid as iron, with cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.

The four dared not move an inch, only using the corners of their eyes to glance fearfully and helplessly at Fengyi True Monarch!

Fengyi True Monarch’s eye twitched slightly, and though inwardly anxious, he maintained his composure: "If anyone’s at fault, it’s me! I should not have had Qingqiu probe, nor should I have been so inattentive to our esteemed guest. I sincerely apologize on behalf of the thousands of years of profound rapport between our families."

"Heh! A fine display of false affection, young one! If I hadn’t seen through it, you might have deceived me." "Zhao Sheng," now as a Divine Split, smirked coldly before continuing, "Hand over Qiong Tian Ancestor’s relics immediately, and I shall leave! Otherwise... don’t blame me for upending your sect!"

Fengyi True Monarch’s expression turned grim as he realized another entity was the true master of the situation.

"Our sect possesses only the Chasing Sun Bow and Sumeru Ring; the Nine Nether Tower isn’t with us. If you desire the two relics, I am willing to offer them with both hands, only asking for you to leave peacefully."

The man’s attitude was surprisingly weak, once again catching "Zhao Sheng" off guard.

He felt unusually puzzled, suspecting that as a True Monarch of the Supreme Sensing Sect, he shouldn’t concede so easily.

But why... was there not even a probe, and he immediately gave in?

"Zhao Sheng" was unaware that he had already exposed himself in the other’s eyes.

From the moment of the thunder circle transformation, Fengyi True Monarch had recognized his identity as the mysterious Returning to Void who had decimated the Ghost God Sect.

The only thing Fengyi True Monarch hadn’t anticipated was this person’s substantial connection to the Cloud Mist Zhao Family, coming directly to retrieve the Chasing Sun Bow and the three relics.

The Chasing Sun Bow and Sumeru Ring could be returned intact, but the Nine Nether Tower was impossible, as a colossal secret was hidden behind it, one he absolutely could not reveal to outsiders, let alone allow them to take.

"Since... you refuse to hand it over! I will have to get it myself."

Even though Zhao Sheng wasn’t entirely confident in finding the Nine Nether Tower, from Daoist Qingqiu’s behavior, he sensed a clue.

Even if the Nine Nether Tower wasn’t within the Supreme Sensing Sect, Fengyi True Monarch and others must be involved.

"You...take this too far!" Fengyi True Monarch’s face twisted in humiliation, a mix of fury and despair in his shout.

Before his voice trailed off, he suddenly looked skyward and let out a loud howl, "In the face of a great enemy, unworthy disciple Feng Yi respectfully invites Chun Jun...Ancestor to appear!"

Appear...

Appear...

The echo of his words reverberated endlessly across the Grotto Heaven, alarming the entire Supreme Sensing Sect, and countless disciples, true inheritors, and even Nascent Soul Ancestors responded to the call.

In the blink of an eye, numerous Supreme Spirit Towers burst forth with blinding light, massive beams shooting skyward from their spires, piercing into the vast depths of the Cloud Mist, disrupting the heavenly spirit clouds.