Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1413 - 597: The Secrets of the Youlan Mountain Range

Two days later, the Youlan Mountain Range.

Li Yunjing stood amidst the clouds, overlooking the vast mountain range.

The mountains rose like dragons, winding in undulations, dense demon aura transforming into gray-black mist, slowly flowing through the valleys.

Towering ancient trees rose up from the ground, amidst their branches and leaves could be faintly seen Demon Beasts lurking, crimson eyes glimmering in the darkness.

Returning to familiar ground, yet his mindset was entirely different.

Years ago, he was merely a Junior Cultivator not yet in Foundation Establishment, cautiously sneaking into this place, seeking a slim chance.

Returning today, he was now the Vice Sect Leader of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, bearing the heavy duty of the sect’s survival.

"It was here back then..."

Li Yunjing’s gaze fell towards the depths of the mountain range.

There lay a giant rift valley, the location of Forbidden Valley.

Memories surged like tide...

He recalled the day the valley’s Restriction suddenly collapsed, causing turmoil, the Demon King rampaged, the Shenxiao Battleship soared into existence, the shrill cry of the Golden-winged Roc, echoing through the Nine Heavens...

"Huff..."

Li Yunjing took a deep breath, Thunder Light flickering around him, transforming into a stream of light straight into the mountain range.

"This time, I will walk in with dignity."

Boldly flying into the outer regions, several powerful demon senses locked onto Li Yunjing.

"Human Race Cultivator, dare to trespass into Ancestral Land!"

A stern shout rang out, three Golden Core Stage Wolf Demons leapt from the forests, fangs gleaming fearfully.

"Vice Sect Leader of Shenxiao Dao Sect, Li Yunjing, hereby visiting the great sages of the Demon Race!"

Li Yunjing, calm and composed, raised the Shenxiao Order, his voice rolled out like celestial thunder from the Nine Heavens.

Purple Gold Token emitted brilliance, Thunder Dao Rhyme faintly circulating.

The three Wolf Demons abruptly halted, exchanging glances.

Shenxiao Dao Sect had long existed, a shackle upon the Demon Race of the Youlan Mountain Range.

Seeing the supreme token representing the Shenxiao Dao Sect, the three Demon Kings were filled with awe and dread.

As if facing the mighty celestial might!

"Wait!"

After a while, the lead Wolf Demon King growled in a low voice and turned back into the forest.

Li Yunjing stood still, yet silently extended his Divine Sense.

He discovered that the demon aura within the mountains was more abundant than in past years, but carried hints of unease.

"Seems like many changes have occurred in the Youlan Mountain Range over the years."

As he contemplated, a clear cry suddenly resonated from afar.

Li Yunjing looked up, seeing a Cyan Simurgh breaking through the long sky, its wings shimmering with flowing radiance.

"Human Race envoy, follow me."

The Cyan Simurgh spoke, its voice ethereal.

Li Yunjing’s eyes gleamed sharply, this was actually a Demon King of Nascent Soul Realm!

Li Yunjing followed the Cyan Simurgh through layers of demon mist, revealing an open scene ahead.

Amidst the encircling mountains stood a majestic palace constructed from ancient trees, perched among the clouds, its roof inlaid with nine moon stones of the demon race, emitting a ghostly blue light.

"Human Race envoy, please enter the palace."

The Cyan Simurgh transformed into a woman in a green robe, a mark of cinnabar on her brow, her aura as ephemeral as smoke.

She led Li Yunjing past columns carved with hundred beast totems, inside the hall twelve dragon columns each entwine with different demon race Dharma Aspects.

At the end of the hall, seven figures sat on bronze thrones.

The one in the center clad in a golden feather cloak, bearing three eyes on his forehead, was the same Golden-winged Roc King that once faced off against the Shenxiao Battleship!

"Interesting."

The Roc King appraised Li Yunjing with a sneer, "Shenxiao Dao Sect indeed sends a greenhorn to negotiate?"

"Back then it was this greenhorn who trespassed Forbidden Valley, causing the Restriction to spiral into chaos!"

On the left, an elder with white beard suddenly slammed his fist on the table, shouting furiously.

Li Yunjing’s heart trembled violently.

Who exactly was this elder?

How did he know this truth?

At this moment, Li Yunjing certainly could not admit it!

No evidence was left after so many years had passed, he’d simply deny it all, and the other party couldn’t do anything about it.

"Honored seniors."

Li Yunjing unfolded the Shenxiao Order undauntedly, Thunder Patterns projecting a vast Star Map inside the hall: "Today, by the decree of the Sect Leader Venerable of Shenxiao Dao Sect, Master Ming Lingchuan, bearing the sect’s token, I have serious matters to discuss with seniors."

"What a joke!"

The Nine-tailed Demoness on the right throne sneered, "Don’t forget, our lineage of Youlan Mountain Range and your Shenxiao Dao Sect harbor deep-seated animosity, what is there to discuss with your arrival?"

The demon aura in the hall suddenly boiled, seven Demon Kings simultaneously unleashed pressure.

Li Yunjing felt an intense suppression across his body, seven demon auras crashed down like Mount Tai.

His True Essence frantically surged, Thunder Spirit Root erupting in dazzling electrical light, numerous Magical Treasures automatically shielding him, forming a layer of purple-golden Thunder Pattern armor over his body.

"Crack!"

A distinct sound of bone cracking came from his knees, yet Li Yunjing stood straight, his brows barely furrowing.

"Such courage!"

The Roc King suddenly withdrew the pressure, his three golden pupils flashing a hint of appreciation, "But mere guts isn’t enough. Tell me, what does Shenxiao Dao Sect intend to negotiate?"

Li Yunjing suppressed the metallic taste in his throat, discreetly swallowed the clotted blood into his stomach.

"The East Sea has transformed drastically, Celestial Net Dao Sect utilizes the replica of Mountain and River Map. My sect is willing to offer Forbidden Valley as collateral, requesting the Demon Race of Youlan Mountain Range to intervene."

Li Yunjing spoke solemnly.

At this moment, he saw no need for lies!

Because as soon as the Demon Race visits the East Sea, truth will immediately be apparent!

Lying would only backfire!

Li Yunjing’s words caused an uproar in the hall.

"Forbidden Valley?!"

The elder with white beard abruptly stood, "That place is the wicked land suppressing the dragon vein of Youlan Mountain Range for over thirty-thousand years!"

"Young lad, do you understand the implications of unsealing Forbidden Valley?"

The Nine-tailed Demoness narrowed her fox-like eyes, her voice seductive and teasing.