The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1815 - 1812: The Gathering Storm

Anticipation filled the air.

Ji Ziqing made her unhurried entrance.

Upon her arrival, many powerful figures in attendance displayed a flicker of displeasure.

The Supreme Elder from the Blood Demon Sky Sect let out a cold snort. "To keep us waiting this long, only to send a young girl who has just entered the Great Venerate Realm to greet us?"

"Is this how Floating Mountain, the Guardian God of Daozhou, treats its esteemed guests?"

As a preeminent overlord within Hong State, the Blood Demon Sky Sect stood as a colossal entity of the Demon Path.

The Blood Demon Heavenly Emperor, a formidable figure under its banner, held the seventh position on the renowned Mystic Yellow List!

Ji Ziqing's expression remained serene as she took her place at the main seat, offering a slight bow. "I offer my apologies for keeping the seniors waiting."

She paid no heed to the dismissive attitude emanating from the Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sky Sect.

"Saint Master Ji."

A considerable number of the powerful beings gathered in the hall offered a respectful salute.

However, a notable portion, including the Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sky Sect, withheld their gesture, still vexed by Ji Ziqing’s reception and perceiving it as a lack of respect.

Undeterred, Ji Ziqing offered a gentle smile. "May I inquire about the purpose that brings the esteemed seniors to my Floating Mountain?"

She was well aware of their intentions; her question was merely a tactic to gain time.

"Saint Master Ji, our intention is to visit Zhongxuan Mountain in the East Desolate region of Daozhou, and we have come to inform you of this matter," the ancient being from the Primordial Hall stated softly.

Others in the hall soon followed suit, voicing their own reasons.

Ji Ziqing feigned surprise. "Everyone is journeying to Zhongxuan Mountain? Has Zhongxuan Mountain unearthed some extraordinary treasure?"

This deliberately innocent inquiry caused many present to inwardly frown.

Upon reaching Floating Mountain, they had clearly stated their purpose. As the Saint Master of Floating Mountain, Ji Ziqing surely would have obtained intelligence already, so why this pretense?

"Little girl, are you intentionally delaying to send word to Young Master Ye?" the Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sky Sect remarked pointedly, directly exposing Ji Ziqing's strategy.

"Elder Chu, this is the Saint Master of our Floating Mountain; kindly show some appropriate respect," a young man in flowing robes suddenly appeared beside Ji Ziqing, seemingly out of thin air. Hands clasped behind his back, he cast an indifferent glance toward the Supreme Elder of the Blood Demon Sky Sect.

"Ji Changfeng."

The sudden appearance of this young man caused many in the hall to startle slightly.

Ji Changfeng, one of the esteemed ancestors of the Ji Family, possessed unfathomable power.

"Ah, I wondered who it was; it turns out to be you." The Supreme Elder, known as Chu Old Demon, let out a grin. "Ji Changfeng, your Floating Mountain's Saint Master seems to grow weaker by the day; merely entering the Great Venerate Realm is hardly respectable in my eyes."

"Should you assume the position of Saint Master yourself, perhaps I would consider showing some deference."

Meeting Chu Old Demon's provocative stare, Ji Changfeng narrowed his eyes and slowly inquired, "Do you seek a confrontation?"

Chu Old Demon waved a dismissive hand. "Who wishes to fight you? I am here on official business."

Ji Changfeng replied with a cold tone, "Then kindly keep your mouth shut."

Abruptly, Chu Old Demon lifted his head, unleashing a terrifying killing intent that permeated the entire guest hall, creating an oppressive, suffocating atmosphere akin to being submerged in thick blood.

But at this precise moment.

Chu Old Demon felt a strange, ominous force drawing him into a world rendered solely in shades of black and white.

He looked up and saw a hunched, elderly woman observing him from a distant black mountain peak.

"It’s you, Ji Lengyue!"

Upon recognizing the stooped figure, a wave of terror chilled Chu Old Demon to the bone.

"This is Floating Mountain's domain; I implore fellow Daoist to conduct yourself with appropriate courtesy," Ji Lengyue stated with a composed demeanor.

Instantly, Chu Old Demon was overwhelmed by her presence, taking a considerable moment to compose himself, his face visibly pale.

To the observers, Chu Old Demon's fleeting murderous intent vanished as swiftly as it had appeared. He lowered his head, ceasing any further provocation.

An peculiar tension settled upon the atmosphere within the guest hall.

Meanwhile.

Chen Fei had already reached Zhongxuan Mountain and met with Ye Xuan.

"This is the current predicament; the young lady finds herself in a highly unfavorable position at Floating Mountain," Chen Fei explained, concluding his report and stepping aside.

Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils resembling the profound and chilling expanse of the longest night.

"I am aware of the situation; you may now return," Ye Xuan stated calmly.

Chen Fei offered a slight cupping of his hands, his lips pressed together. "Will Young Master Ye not visit Floating Mountain?"

Ye Xuan regarded Chen Fei, responding with measured words. "They will undoubtedly come to Zhongxuan Mountain; there is no necessity for an additional journey."

Chen Fei spoke with a determined emphasis. "But the young lady..."

Ye Xuan replied with casual confidence. "You underestimate the strength of your own Floating Mountain; the power of the Ji Family is a depth that an outsider cannot truly comprehend."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei’s face drained of color, bowing deeply. "I was shortsighted."

Afterward, Chen Fei departed.

As he walked out of Zhongxuan Mountain, a deep sigh escaped Chen Fei, his thoughts a lament: Young lady, you believe it’s worth it, but others do not see it that way.

Seeing Chen Fei off, Ye Xuan summoned Hong Ba, advising him to brace himself mentally.

Upon hearing this, Hong Ba was instantly enraged, proposing they raise the War God Banner and have the Emperor Immortal Sect join forces to repel the intruders.

Ye Xuan merely chuckled, dismissing the idea, stating he alone would be sufficient.

Though Guo Hezu was not physically present, this did not prevent him from acquiring a sword from the Sword Tomb.

Everyone is driven by the pursuit of profit.

Everyone is engaged in a struggle for gain.

The moment an Immortal Treasure surfaces, even these powerful overlords cannot maintain their composure.

However, within Daozhou, no Great Emperor Immortal Sect dares to challenge the Emperor Immortal Sect.

The reason is simple.

The name of Ye Xuan has long been renowned throughout Daozhou.

As long as one resides in Daozhou, no one will dare to provoke Ye Xuan.

Nor would they dare to seek conflict.

Unless they court death.

Ye Xuan emerged from his humble courtyard, making his way alone towards the rear of the mountain.

Approaching the War God Banner.

The wind began to stir.

The War God Banner fluttered in the breeze.

In ages past.

The founder of the Emperor Immortal Sect, Emperor Lie Tian, alongside War Demon Hong Yuan, Sword Emperor Xuanyuan, God Ningjiang Wang Yanglong, Lu Shenglong, and the Ten Emperor Generals, advanced from this very spot into the Emperor Battle arena, bringing an end to the Emperor Era’s Emperor Battle!

That marked the pinnacle of the Emperor Immortal Sect’s glory!

Across all Heavens and Myriad Worlds, millions of races bowed in homage.

In those days, even a common disciple of the Emperor Immortal Sect would command caution from outsiders.

And often served as a vital lifeline.

Yet now, the Emperor Immortal Sect clearly lacks such formidable influence.

Although aware that the Emperor Immortal Sect supports Ye Xuan, not many pay it heed.

Just as the Emperor Burial Lord once mused.

If you do not humble others, how will they look up to you, recognizing your strength?

In this world.

The strong are revered, while the lives of the weak are as insignificant as grass.

"Enough," Ye Xuan declared, his gaze serene. "Before ascending the Emperor Road, let’s first loosen our muscles a bit."

Ye Xuan offered a faint smile, his eyes clear and unwavering.

Let the eight winds blow, yet I remain unshaken.

If anyone were observing Ye Xuan at this precise moment, they would witness the surrounding void bending and collapsing ceaselessly.

It was as if Ye Xuan held dominion over the void, effortlessly commanding all within its expanse.

This phenomenon occurred because Ye Xuan’s Myriad Forms Body was fundamentally built upon the foundation of the Void Immortal Body.