Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1505: 424: The Storm Has Arrived (Double-Length, Countdown to Finale: 27) (Part 2)

“Furthermore, even though those two immortals were decapitated, I suspect this ambush by the Four Martial Sects is far from simple,” Liu Changxuan remarked, his brow knitting slightly.

“What truly occurred?” Color Venerate asked, seeking clarification.

“The Hualian Lake, Eternal City, and Canglan Saint Sect were commanded by their respective sect masters. They mobilized a massive force of experts from the Martial Arts Extreme Realm to surround our three sects, deploying the Sky-Sealing Earth-Locking Formation,” Feather Venerate explained, his tone laced with murderous intent. “That particular formation is a secret technique belonging only to Tongyou Taixuan Palace.”

“Additionally, the master of Tongyou Taixuan Palace was personally sighted here.”

“The Sky-Sealing Earth-Locking Formation?!”

Color Venerate finally realized why their distress signals had gone unanswered.

That formation severs the connection between heaven and earth. Even with the eighth realm spatial mastery possessed by Lin Venerate, dismantling such a barrier would require significant time.

“It appears the Four Martial Sects have discovered the secrets of the Guardian Beast Co-operation method,” Miao Yunge noted with a dark expression. “The method of their discovery is irrelevant now. Their actions today speak volumes about their intentions.”

“We must coordinate our next moves immediately,” she said, addressing the gathered group. “A period of great upheaval is upon us.”

“The Qianling Sect will dispatch an immortal at maximum speed to the Eastern Extreme Domain. We must notify the Immortal Phoenix Sect of these events. I can only pray this does not damage our alliance with them,” Liu Changxuan sighed quietly.

Among them, the space-attribute immortal from the Qianling Sect possessed the greatest speed.

“I shall send an avatar into the Endless Sea to track Lin Su,” Lin Venerate added with a weary sigh. “I intended to go personally, but I fear the Four Martial Sects may have further schemes in motion.”

The elites of the three sects concluded their brief council. Shortly after, a spatial immortal streaked toward the Eastern Extreme Domain like a bolt of lightning.

Meanwhile, Lin Venerate manifested an avatar that vanished into the reaches of the Endless Sea, searching for any sign of Lin Su.

The remaining powerhouses returned to their respective headquarters.

A massive confrontation was brewing between them and the Four Martial Sects as a result of this betrayal.

A violent storm, stirred by seven of the world's most powerful forces, was destined to ravage the Northern Divine Region.

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“Who dares!”

A roar of pure fury thundered through the halls of the Immortal Phoenix Sect.

“Crack!”

Ji Qinghuan’s grip tightened until her teacup shattered. She stood up abruptly, her expression a mix of doubt and dread.

A month had passed since Lin Su departed the sect for his journey to the Northern Divine Region.

During those weeks, the other great sects had clearly felt threatened, intensifying their diplomatic and martial pressure against the Immortal Phoenix Sect.

The sect's most powerful protector, Banyan Venerate, had been in deep seclusion, attempting to break through to the eighth realm.

Fortunately, Huan Venerate had recently reached the seventh realm, evolving into a Nine-Colored Phoenix.

Huan Venerate’s true strength had been kept hidden from the public, but she had spent the last month standing in for Banyan Venerate. Serving as the sect's backbone alongside Ji Qinghuan and the other immortals, she had successfully repelled every wave of external aggression.

Now, Banyan Venerate had finally emerged from his meditation.

Under normal circumstances, the return of their strongest combatant would be a cause for celebration.

However, the sheer rage in Banyan Venerate’s voice sent a shiver of apprehension through Ji Qinghuan.

What had gone wrong?

“Banyan Venerate…” Her voice shook with a tremor she couldn't suppress, “What has happened?”

Multiple powerful auras converged on Ji Qinghuan’s location as the other immortals were drawn by Banyan Venerate’s outburst.

A branch manifested from a rift in the void, glowing with ancient, swirling runes that radiated a sense of divine majesty and mystery.

This was a level of power Banyan Venerate had never displayed before—the undeniable proof of his successful ascension to the eighth realm.

Yet, there was no pride in Banyan Venerate’s demeanor. “The Jade Leaf Ruyi has been activated. Lin Su is in grave peril.”

“What?!”

A chorus of shocked exclamations erupted from the gathered immortals.

“Little Su…”

The color drained from Ji Qinghuan’s face, leaving her lips pale.

The relief she felt from surviving the month's external threats vanished instantly, replaced by cold terror.

“What happened to him?” she demanded, her voice quivering.

“I cannot say for certain. The connection of the Jade Leaf Ruyi was forcibly severed by an outside power,” Banyan Venerate explained slowly, his voice heavy. “The shock of the event forced me out of my seclusion prematurely.”

“Sect Master, remain calm. Lin Su left a soul lantern behind before he departed,” Kun Venerate reminded her, maintaining his composure better than the others.

The Soul Lantern!

A spark of hope ignited in Ji Qinghuan’s wide eyes.

Driven by a sudden burst of frantic energy, she rushed toward a restricted chamber within the Sect Master Hall.

The other immortals did not follow physically, but their divine senses trailed closely behind her.

Was Lin Su’s flame still burning?

The weight of that question hung heavy in the air, pressing down on the consciousness of every immortal present.

Ji Qinghuan threw open the door with desperate force, stumbling inside. She looked up toward the pedestal in the center of the room.

Two lanterns sat upon the stand, their flames flickering.

The light they cast was noticeably dimmer than usual.

However, the fire was not dying; it looked more as if the owner was trapped in a deep, unconscious state.

Lin Su was still alive!

Ji Qinghuan exhaled a long, shaky breath. She turned to leave the room but froze after a single step.

She looked back at the pedestal, her eyes locking onto the two soul lanterns, noting that they shared the exact same level of brightness.

In the past, both lanterns had burned with a steady, equal light, which was considered normal.