Published: March 3, 2025
The silver flying sword descended.
"After a hundred years, who would have thought it would be this child who ultimately steps onto the Yuan Ying great way and takes control of the Yuan Yang Sect's power."
"And Master Changfeng has already returned to obscurity."
Among the crowd, a dark-skinned golden core male cultivator discreetly observed "Qingyang True Lord" a few times, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.
This person was carrying a large black sword, exuding an aura of "heavy sword without edge, great skill without artifice." He was "Master Chongxuan," someone Liu Yu had once encountered over a hundred years ago.
Over the years, his cultivation had also reached the pinnacle of the golden core stage.
But Chongxuan was a figure from the same era as Changfeng, even older than the latter. Now over six hundred years old, his vitality had already started to decline.
His physical condition did not allow him to break through the yuan ying bottleneck.
It had ended before it even began!
Looking at the eloquent "Qingyang True Lord," although Master Chongxuan's face was calm, a sense of loneliness arose in his heart.
The yuan ying bottleneck was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Even for renowned golden core cultivators like them, success was hard to achieve without opportunity.
Another hundred years passed, and none of the top golden cores from the five factions had stepped onto the yuan ying great way.
"These people are like the great sun at this moment, about to face their curtain call."
"And tomorrow, the great sun will rise as usual."
As he walked, watching the great sun about to set behind the western mountains, Master Chongxuan couldn't help but sigh lightly, feeling a sense of heroes fading away.
In these years, the top golden cores from the five factions who attempted to break through the yuan ying bottleneck had all failed like Master Changfeng.
Some had fallen directly, while others had significantly diminished in strength, becoming indistinguishable among the crowd.
"Senior Tianfeng mentioned before he passed away that Purple Rainbow Dao Friend is one of his few friends and instructed Liu Yu to never be negligent."
In the gaze of countless cultivators, Liu Yu stood side by side with Purple Rainbow, smiling as he spoke.
As he spoke, he made a subtle gesture, and soon a golden core elder stepped forward to lead the rest of the crescent moon valley cultivators aside.
Meanwhile, he brought Purple Rainbow True Lord deeper inside.
In the cultivation world, the hierarchy was strict; a sect's ancestor wouldn't sit alongside low-level cultivators, let alone share a table for a meal.
During this child-conception ceremony, foundation establishment cultivators could only sit outdoors, eating in the mountain gate plaza and its surrounding areas according to their strength and status.
On the other hand, golden core true lords enjoyed noticeably higher treatment, spending time in a separate loft, occasionally visited by golden core elders.
As for the four factions' golden cores, they were treated differently as well, with golden core elders present throughout the banquet.
Navigating through the bustling square filled with various tables and chairs, Liu Yu and Purple Rainbow soon arrived in front of a grand hall, which was the place where Yuan Yang Sect hosted esteemed guests.
The palace was resplendent and vast, featuring a classic and luxurious architectural style that embodied the grandeur of a major sect.
Every detail showcased the deep heritage of nine thousand years.
Outside the hall, two rows of inner sect disciples in white stood straight, their cultivation level invariably at the peak of qi refinement.
Like the imperial guards, they stood at the sides of the hall entrance, preventing unrelated individuals from disturbing the ancestor's enjoyment.
Inside the hall, a gigantic round table was set up in the center, already adorned with spiritually vibrant spiritual melons and fruits, as well as celestial nectar and jade dew.
Around the round table, only five chairs were arranged, clearly designated for the five factions' yuan ying ancestors.