Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1370: 738: Display of Power, Probing and Preaching

Viewed from the exterior, the Five Elders Palace appeared both ancient and grand, yet it was only after crossing the threshold into the main hall that one could truly grasp the profound heritage of a genuine "Immortal Gate."

The hall’s floor was paved with translucent, multifaceted crystals of five distinct colors, which were clearly massive Principle Crystals.

Two rows of silver-white pillars lined the sides of the hall, reaching up to support the vaulted ceiling. They shimmered with spirit light and emitted a chilling radiance, revealing their composition as Taiyin Cold Iron—a rare and precious material used for refining Spiritual Treasures.

Every piece of furniture within the main hall was a singular treasure, its value far exceeding what could be measured in Spirit Stones.

Zhao Sheng gave the surroundings a brief scan before swiftly focusing his attention on the center of the chamber.

Towering lotus platforms were arranged there in three tiers. Four of these seats were already occupied by figures whose auras were as vast and formidable as the ocean, each clearly possessing a cultivation level at or above the Returning to Void Realm.

On the second and third tiers of the lotus platforms, several others were seated, watching the newcomers with varied expressions.

The central lotus platform at the front was significantly larger than the rest. Upon it sat a figure of imposing stature, a "Light Man" completely enveloped in radiant Magic Light that masked his features.

A distance of roughly one hundred zhang lay between Zhao Sheng and the platforms. While the void ahead seemed tranquil, turbulent currents swirled beneath the surface.

Innumerable Law Fluctuations pulsed and wove together as densely as silk, creating an invisible "Barrier" that obstructed the path of Zhao Sheng and his followers.

Recognizing the situation, Zhao Sheng understood that the first trial had begun.

A faint smile touched his lips as he moved forward...

Simultaneously, his eyes ignited like brilliant stars, with countless bolts of electricity coursing through his pupils in a relentless cycle.

Suddenly, a blinding flash of Thunder Light manifested out of thin air. With a sharp tearing sound, a long fissure split the void apart.

For a brief moment, the entire hall was drowned in a sea of white!

The Law Barrier was obliterated in a single strike. The intensity of the Thunder Light was so great that the group of Divinity Transformation juniors felt a sharp pain in their eyes and were forced to shut them instinctively.

In that split second, Zhao Sheng’s vision pierced through the layers of radiance, revealing the figure within the Magic Light to be a bald, fat old man without eyebrows, wearing a mournful expression.

Without pausing his stride, Zhao Sheng reached the center of the hall in an instant. He cupped his hands openly and announced, “I am Zhao Xi. It is a privilege to meet Master Huang Shi and my fellow Taoists!”

“Taoist Zhao, please, have a seat!” With a mere thought, the stout old man dispersed the Magic Light, gesturing toward him with a warm smile.

“...Greetings, Taoist Zhao!” Seeing this, the four Returning Void Venerables returned the greeting to Zhao Sheng with cupped hands.

Zhao Sheng offered a polite nod to each of them before ascending into the air, selecting an unoccupied lotus platform to take his place.

Zhao San Yue and Zhao Qingfeng followed his lead, seating themselves on the second-tier platforms.

“Taoist Zhao, allow me to introduce everyone. This is Fellow Daoist Jianxing of Marquis of Wind... Fellow Daoist Di Wuque... Fellow Daoist Ying Luochong... and Master Jie Bude!” Master Huang Shi introduced the four individuals one by one.

Zhao Sheng nodded to the four, his mind quickly connecting their faces to the information he had previously studied.

Without question, each of these four was a person of great renown and a true powerhouse within the Returning to Void Realm.

“Haha!”

A booming laugh suddenly echoed, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Stroking his long beard, Jianxing of Marquis of Wind fixed his sharp gaze on Zhao Sheng and laughed. “I have heard Taoist Zhao’s name for a long time but never had the chance to meet. Seeing you today, you truly possess the grace of a dragon and phoenix; you certainly live up to your fame!”

Zhao Sheng’s pupils narrowed as he felt an ear-piercing Demon Sound bore into his Primordial Spirit. It made his entire body go numb and nearly caused his Mana to spiral out of control.

One could only truly appreciate the terrifying power of Jianxing of Marquis of Wind by experiencing the "Elusive and Unpredictable Demon Sound" firsthand.

As the Demon Sound vibrated in his ears, a vast and domineering Will surged toward him like a relentless tide, exerting an overwhelming pressure.

The faces of Zhao San Yue and Zhao Qingfeng turned pale, their eyes losing focus as if they were on the verge of becoming Fallen Demons.

Zhao Sheng knit his brows, and his powerful Divine Thought instantly neutralized the piercing Demon Sound. At the same time, the radiance of his Will surged outward, shielding the lotus platform beneath him and saving the two from the mental assault.

Meanwhile, his Will Field established an invisible Barrier, successfully halting the oppression from Jianxing of Marquis of Wind.

Zhao San Yue’s expression softened as his Mana began to circulate properly again, and his aura quickly stabilized.

The two formidable Wills collided with violence, causing sparks of Electric Light to dance across the void.

With a low humming sound, the space between them became unstable, showing countless ripples that shook and twisted as if the void itself might shatter.

This silent clash of power ended in a stalemate!

“Haha! Excellent! Taoist Zhao, despite your youth, you possess such incredible strength; you are truly a peerless genius! However, the Zhao Family has been acting somewhat improperly by relying on your name. The younger generation is far too bold these days. Taoist Zhao, you ought to give them some guidance when you return.”

Jianxing of Marquis of Wind’s eyes glinted as he laughed loudly, slowly withdrawing his pressure.

Zhao Sheng also retracted his aura, replying with a smile that lacked any true warmth, “Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. I have always believed that the food on the table is limited. Those with the ability eat more, and those without naturally eat less. What matters is the food; compared to being satisfied, table manners are a minor concern!”

“Hmph, such arrogance. Young people should not be so aggressive! It is still unknown who will end up eating whom,” Di Wuque cut in, his face dark with suppressed anger.

Because the Zhao Family’s persistent growth had cost the Diwu Clan the most in terms of resources and interests, Di Wuque held the greatest hostility toward Zhao Sheng.