The fifth geion of the Li family, h above the Azure artial Pavilion, domihe geniuses of the entire Azure Clion.

  Before the gates of the Azure Cloud Pavilion, Li Dalong, just like Li Yaowen years ago, stood aloh his coffin, intimidating the entire Azure Cloud Pavilion into stillness.

  With the appearance of these two, the entire Azure Clion was thrown into turmoil.

  It was as if beh the temporary tranquility of these two locations, boundless killing i was hidden!

  News spread like wildfire to every er of the Azure Clion!

  ...

  The Long family.

  As the only Soul family in the Azure Clion besides the high and mighty Jun Prince's Mansion, their occupied aire mountain. It had a pyramid structure resembling a propeller. At the foot of the mountain were tless spiritual fields, towablished by the Long family's desdants, and areas where various demonic beasts were raised.

  In the middle se of the mountaihe Immortal Pavilion, the Alchemy Pavilion, the Spiritual Herb Garden, and the Artifact Refinery, where the talented disciples of the Long family cultivated. Experts above the Foundatioablishment Stage were flying around.

  Reag the top, there were pavilions, terraces, and towers, with spiritual energy swirling like m mist. A golden dragon phantom even soared through the air.

  In the deepest part, within the goldeer.

  A paper kite with the character "heaven" inscribed on it desded from the sky, its in unknown. Long Xuankong, the head of the Long family, who had once besieged Li Wei outside the Skyveil Sect, emerged from the ke's surface. The paper kite vanished into thin air.

  Long Xuankong's expression gradually darkened.

  "Thirty-two years have passed," he muttered. "Does the Li family truly believe that after defeating us outside the Skyveil Sect, they bee the rulers of the entire Azure Clion?"

  He still couldn't fet that day.

  That mysterious figure shrouded in mist, wielding a hidden on crafted by some unknown diviisan, had severely wounded him and forced him to flee in disgrace. His Natal Spirit on, which had apanied him for six hundred years, was also destroyed that day. It took him a full thirty-two years to fully recover!

  He emerged from the golden pool.

  A dragon's roar echoed, and the hundreds of thousands of members of the Long family all raised their heads!

  "The era of great flict has arrived!" he decred. "From this day forward, my Long family will soar through the azure clouds!"

  ...

  Oreets of some unknown town, a nine-foot-tall monk walked barefoot, staff in hand. His monastic robe was tattered and worn, and he limped with each step.

  "Beor," he asked, " you spare some alms for this poor monk?"

  He then knocked on a door. The family inside, cursing and grumbling, ihe poor monk in and offered him food and alms. The woman of the house, a notorious shrew in the neighborhood, saw that her husband had brought home a penniless monk and began spewing vulgarities.

  A momehe monk walked out of the house, closed the door, and tinued on his aying no attention to the blood flowing from uhe door of the house behind him.

  "Amitabha," the monk ted. "The world is filled with impurity. Without Buddhist teags, hoeople behave with propriety?"

  Abbot Wuyou sighed with passion. "Buddha is merciful," he said, "yet this poor monk has once agai someoo Hell."

  As he walked, he heard elderly women gossiping ireets and alleys.

  Just as he was about to beg for alms at the house.

  A paper kite flew towards him. Abbot Wuyou, with utmost devotion, decred, "Only where the Buddha's light shines there be a true world. This Azure Clion should be filled with Buddhist temples. If the Li family doesn't go to hell, who will?"

  With that, he tinued on his way.

  He g his right leg. His limp was gone.

  That day, in front of the Skyveil Sect, despite his swift escape, his right leg had been severed.

  For the st thirty years, the accumuted merit from all the temples in the Azure Clion had greatly increased his spiritual power.

  Truly worthy of Buddha's blessings.

  At this moment, throughout all the Buddhist temples in the Azure Clion, the temple bells rang one hundred a times, a sound of auspiciousness and good fortune in Buddhism.

  "Amitabha."

  All the monks from the temples emerged, wielding their precious vajras, wooden fish drums, and vajra staffs.

  ...

  Azure Cloud's twenty-four districts prised twelve major forces: one , one Buddhist authority, two sects, three mountains, and five major fas. All of them were mobilizing today!

  Most of them had received letters.

  It was like a long-pnned spiracy, waiting for the Li family to make a move!

  At the Jun Prince's Mansion, located oskirts of Azure Clion's main city.

  Feng Qingyang stood atop the wall, his eyes sing the surroundings, his ears attuo every sound. It was the heart of winter, with heavy snow falling and tranquil mountains and rivers. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

  An elderly man arrived on a flying sword from afar and k before Feng Qingyang on one knee.

  "Father!"

  This was Feng Qingyang's only son, Feng lin. The man was over four hundred years old, and standing together, it was difficult to tell who was the father and who was the son. With a wave of his hand, he revealed a cage taining a paper kite that seemed ready to vanish at any moment, its wings fpping. "It's the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion again," he reported. "All the forces in Azure Clion are mobilizing today. Their target is the Li family."

  Seeing Feng Qingyang's impassive expression, Feng lin's brow furrowed with worry. "Father," he said, "for hundreds of thousands of years, our Feng family has not interfered in the affairs of the Azure Clion. Now, more than ever, we should mediate the situation. This is the way our Feng family has governed Azure Cloud."

  "With the twelve forces present, the Azure Cloud Pavilion as the orthodox authority, and our Jun Prince's Mansion, although Azure Clion is weak, no one dares to offend us."

  "What do you think, then?" Feng Qingyang asked in response.

  "I believe our Jun Prince's Mansion should withdraw from this situation and not interfere with the various forces besieging the Li family. Alternatively, we could step out from the shadows and openly decre Li Kuangren as our son-in-w. Surely, no one would dare offend our Feng family then. This would be the best course of a."

  "Empty words."

  Feng Qingyang looked at his son with disappoi. "The Li family has bee a thorn in the side of all the major forces in the Azure Clion," he said. "As long as the Li family exists, they will not have a moment of peace. Do you really think that our Mansion stepping in make them let go of their grudge?"

  Feng lin became anxious. "But Father," he argued, "this bloodshed will result in rivers of blood. No matter which side wins, they will bee the new Azure Cloud Pavilion. But what about our Feng family? Azure Clion will lose a signifit number of experts, and no matter what, our Feng family will be the losers!"

  "The reason the Azure Cloud Pavilion could exist and bee the symbol of the Azure Clion was because the dynasty hem. They hem to uhe experts of Azure Clion to face the demon races and barbarians surrounding the region..."

  "This is a trap set by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion! They aim to harm our Jun Prince's Mansion!"

  Before he could finish, Feng Qingyang shook his head. "For one hundred and thirty thousand years," he said, "every geion of Jun Prince's Mansion has been wary of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, fearing their schemes. Today..."

  "...my Jun Prince's Mansion will ehe game!"

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