2026-07-17 05:57:41 Author: Chen Dong “Ignore them. Let me first open this underwater mansion.” Beside Jiang Xiyi, a man with jet-black hair and crow’s feet spoke, his tone extremely forceful.
Clearly, this was an Earth Immortal, and his Dao attainment was exceedingly profound, likely nearing the Perfection Domain of the Seventh Realm.
Since the incident with the youngest, the Righteous Light Great Sage, every great Dao Arena had fully strengthened the protection of their core disciples, fearing that the successors they painstakingly nurtured would be ambushed and killed by vicious enemies, or even have their Doors pried open. A while ago, when Qin Ming learned of these matters, he felt deeply uncomfortable.
His own experience had actually become a textbook case.
“So what if you astound the entire world? One careless move and the whole game is lost. Now, the grass on Zheng Guang’s grave mound is already ten feet tall.”
Were it not for that incident, why would an Ancestral Master need an old monster secretly following them when traveling? Cloud Zhang Great Marsh, vast and misty, with schools of koi gathering, luminous night pearls flashing in and out of sight, the scenery was beautiful. But at this moment, this tranquility was shattered.