Chapter 1182: Chapter 722: Choosing the Right Path is Very Important

“…”

A sense of anticipation rose in Shen Yi’s mind.

If he remembered correctly, unlike the Bodhi Sect, Shenxu Ancestor was likely the first follower from the Demon Race he encountered in the Three Immortals Sect.

The rest were either mounts or spirit beasts.

From this, it was evident that the Three Immortals Sect might value ancestry and heritage more than the Bodhi Sect does.

This also indirectly explained why Shenxu Ancestor remained silent within the Taixu Realm for years, having no interest in the great tribulations valued by the other Immortal Sects.

Even if a disciple truly ascended to the position of the Immortal Court’s Shared Ruler, as a master from the Demon Race, his status in the Three Immortals Sect might still not improve, so he might as well find ways to enhance his own strength.

Of course, these matters had little to do with Shen Yi.

What he truly anticipated was whether this Great Demon Ancestor Master could confirm his suspicions.

The third grade was different from previous boundaries.

This was a significant step taken by the mortal spirits in their emulation of the True Gods of heaven and earth.

One must understand that True Gods are truly immortal and indestructible.

With that in mind, Shen Yi lifted his gaze towards the panel.

Yet it was this glance that made his eyelid twitch slightly.

The panel did not display the corresponding prompt.

In an instant, a fierce gleam appeared in Shen Yi’s eyes, as he looked indifferently at the pile of blood sludge beneath him.

Under the scrutiny of this cold gaze,

the pile of “blood sludge” strived to maintain its composure. In its current state, even if that group of Golden Immortals from the sect were here, they likely wouldn’t detect anything amiss.

This kid must be bluffing me!

The next moment, a dense golden light swept across the world again, dispersing the pervasive gray mist, and setting off a booming roar akin to Hongze’s grand symphony.

Boom!

The “meat sludge” on the ground swiftly wriggled, and a battered translucent figure burst forth, fleeing desperately in a certain direction.

However, the golden light, like a dragon, relentlessly pursued.

Shenxu Ancestor had no choice but to tear through the gray mist directly, voluntarily leaving that segment of the Taixu Realm!

…

Jianyang Prefecture, Shen Mansion.

The Golden Thunder Taoist remained pinned to the ground, his knees firmly embedded in the soil.

As a Fourth Grade Taiyi True Immortal, just a single glance from that person weighed on him like countless mountain ranges, preventing him from even standing back up.

This display far exceeded the reputation and prestige attributed to the opponent!

Yet, the old man merely kept his head lowered, fixating intently on the array device in his hand.

Compared to him, the rest of the Peak Masters seemed even more at a loss.

Apart from the Qian Feng Taoist and Jin Xue Taoist, those remaining had no intention of opposing their sect.

The only reason they removed their tribulation powers was to hear the senior brother’s explanation.

After all, in their hearts, they were disciples who served the sect for many years, and weren’t mere blind followers. They felt they deserved at least that much.

They never anticipated that in matters among the younger generation, the master would personally descend.

Upon seeing that wisp of gray mist, the senior brother left them with no choice whatsoever.

At this moment, their hearts were utterly cold.

They didn’t even entertain the thought of turning to escape.

All had once obtained the Taixu Dao Fruit, so even if they willingly bowed their heads like rats in the gutter, how could they possibly evade the master’s mysterious means?

“Senior brother…”

The few discreetly glanced at Qian Feng Taoist, visibly nervous.

“If you wish to kneel and plead for mercy, seeking forgiveness, that’s your business, don’t ask me.”

Evidently, even Qian Feng Taoist didn’t anticipate the master’s appearance, yet he didn’t show any fear even if he had to brace himself. He merely stood there with a dark face, hands behind his back.

As the first to abandon his duties, he had already forfeited his life; he couldn’t lose the last shred of dignity as well.

Having said that, he turned his gaze towards Ye Lan in the room. After a long silence, a hint of guilt appeared on his earnest face: “Nephew Ye Lan, concerning matters of the past, we indeed wronged you… ah, this tribulation today is also deserved.”

When trouble arose at Dan Peak, as fellow disciples, even if they were weak, they could at least ask the master for an explanation.

But taking care of the sole sprout on Dan Peak should have been feasible.

Yet they were all mindful of their reputation, feeling uneasy whenever they saw Ye Lan’s bleak and silent demeanor. Therefore, not only did they refrain from offering comfort, but they also deliberately avoided her, allowing Mu Yang to effortlessly seize Dan Peak in front of so many fellow disciples.

In hindsight, rather than feeling uneasy, perhaps it was simply a guilty conscience.

“…”

Ye Lan stared blankly at the place where Shen Yi had vanished.

After a long while,

she gradually turned around, speaking word by word: “Whose tribulation… that remains to be seen.”

Even when faced with Shenxu Ancestor, she had never seen Shen Yi break his word.

Not this time either!

“Heh… heh… heh…”

At this moment, the old man kneeling on the ground suddenly let out a strange laugh.

He finally lifted his head, slowly scanning the crowd: “Taking the wrong path and wanting to turn back, it’s not that easy. But there’s no need to despair so much, or foster such delusions. It’s laughable and lacks the demeanor of immortals.”

Despite being on his knees, the Golden Thunder Taoist’s words rendered the others unchallenged.

As the Peak Master of Shenxu Mountain, he understood his ancestor’s terrifying power better than anyone.

“Does the right path require kneeling as you do?”

Qian Feng Taoist sneered mockingly, with a hint of resignation: “There’s no need.”

But even he could only gain some leverage with words.

Indeed, the Golden Thunder Taoist was unfazed, maintaining that detestable, ugly smile while gazing intently at the sky curtain.