The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 3115 - 3090: Ten Thousand Immortals of the Cloud Heavens

"Heavenly Lord? What is that?" Lin Bai asked curiously.

Xu Li, with a profound gaze, said, "Do you know there’s an Ancient Stele inside the Ancestral Temple?"

"This Ancient Stele is said to be able to see events discovered thousands of years ago and foresee events yet to come. It can hear the heartrending cries of the past and the triumphant songs of future prosperous times."

"Many strong ones have attempted to seize the Ancient Stele."

"Even the Central Holy Nation, the Sword God Family, the Poison God Clan, and others have coveted it."

"However, to this day, not a single force has managed to take the Ancient Stele from the Ancestral Temple."

"It’s said that many years ago, when the Ancient Stele first appeared on the Southern Continent, the Emperor of the Central Holy Nation personally led a massive army to besiege the Ancestral Temple, nearly succeeding in taking the stele, but ultimately, even this Emperor did not take away the stele."

"Not only that, but after returning to the Central Holy Nation, he suffered serious injuries, nearly dying, and in just two years, he abdicated to a new emperor and passed away."

"Since then, the Central Holy Nation has not dared to attempt to seize the Ancient Stele from the Ancestral Temple again."

"It’s said that... there are powerful guardians watching over the Ancient Stele."

"And to this day, the martial artists of the Southern Continent know that there are indeed strong ones cultivating in the Ancestral Temple."

"Currently, we know of two powerful guardians residing in the Ancestral Temple."

"Among them, one is referred to by the Southern Continent Martial Artists as the ’Heavenly Lord Not Looking’, while the other is called the ’Heavenly Lord Not Listening’."

"As for the extent of these two’s strength, no one knows, but it’s speculated that both Heavenly Lords possess at least Near-Dao Realm strength, and they are the strongest in that realm!"

"As of now, the only powerful ones we know of inside the Ancestral Temple of the Southern Continent are these two."

"I guess the strong one coming to the Poison God Clan today must be one of these two Heavenly Lords."

Xu Li said calmly.

Lin Bai nodded in realization: "I see."

At this time, Lin Bai and Xu Li found two empty Snake Patterned Tables and sat down.

"For people like us, with no background, no backing, and no strength, we can only sit at the Snake Patterned Tables."

"But it seems the delicious food on this table looks quite appetizing, yet who knows if the Poison God Clan’s offerings are really edible? Do you think they could be poisoned?"

Xu Li looked at the delicious food already prepared on the table but hesitated to eat.

Lin Bai gave a wry smile, and simultaneously glanced at other martial artists, who also seemed to ponder whether the dishes might be poisoned.

"Eat, eat, we took the Green Pill, didn’t we?" Lin Bai laughed lightly, "Even if it’s poisoned, it can’t kill us."

Xu Li chuckled, "True."

Instinctively, Xu Li picked up the wine jug, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Good wine."

Lin Bai chuckled, lifted his gaze, and observed the top of the Dragon Patterned Table.

Currently, at the Dragon Patterned Table, no martial artist had seated themselves; it seemed no one had arrived yet.

"If that single Python Engraving Table is meant to entertain the Southern Continent Ancestral Temple martial artists, then the Dragon Patterned Table must be reserved for the high-ranking elders of the Poison God Clan and the Seventeenth Imperial Prince."

"It seems that at present, neither the elders nor the Seventeenth Imperial Prince have arrived."

Lin Bai looked at the empty Dragon Patterned Table with a cold expression.

Xu Li sipped his wine and, with a smile on his face, glanced around at the martial artists in attendance, and lightly remarked, "It seems quite a few have come."

"Look, look, Lin Bai, check out the Sword Pavilion Clan martial artists, they look really sullen."

"They realized that the Snake Patterned Table is only for entertaining common martial artists, and yet, as the envoys of the Sword Pavilion Clan, they are also only sitting at the Snake Patterned Table, without the honor of being guests of the Poison God Clan. Just look at the face of the Sword Pavilion Clan’s Grand Elder Suyong Fei, it’s almost dark enough to drip water."

Lin Bai looked up and indeed spotted Suyong Fei at one of the Snake Patterned Tables.

Lin Bai had a rather deep impression of Suyong Fei.

This person was an Elder of the Sword Pavilion Clan, the father of Su Shaoyou, and held a high position within the Sword Pavilion Clan.

Xu Li chuckled softly, "How laughable, the Sword Pavilion Clan really thinks their development and expansion over the years has made the Poison God Clan regard them with any significance?"

"Even if your Sword Pavilion Clan causes a huge commotion across the Southern Continent, the Poison God Clan still won’t give you a passing glance!"

"Of course, if your Sword Pavilion Clan wishes to challenge the Poison God Clan, they can wipe out your entire Sword Pavilion Clan, from your Wending Masters to ants and insects, all in one night!"

"Conversely, look at Yan Long from the Emperor Tribe, so relaxed, now this has the demeanor of a great tribe, calm and collected!"

Xu Li looked disdainfully at Suyong Fei of the Sword Pavilion Clan as he spoke.

Lin Bai looked at Suyong Fei and Yan Long, smiling slightly, "The Emperor Tribe and Sword Pavilion Clan have both come?"

Xu Li smiled, "Isn’t that obvious? This feast today might very well decide the future landscape of the Southern Continent. As one of the strongest tribes in the Southern Continent, of course, the Emperor Tribe and the Sword Pavilion Clan would send martial artists to gather intelligence."

"Even if they’re not the focus today, listening more is always beneficial."

Lin Bai nodded slightly, agreeing somewhat with Xu Li’s words.

Xu Li then smiled and said, "Now this is interesting, the mysterious Southern Continent Ancestral Temple, the ever-lasting Poison God Clan, the powerful Emperor Tribe and Sword Pavilion Clan of the Southern Continent; today, it seems the four strongest forces are to meet."

"Lin Bai my young friend, this is a rare event that occurs perhaps once in a millennium."

"The last time these four forces met was during the succession struggle a thousand years ago."

Xu Li laughed as he spoke.

"Indeed," Lin Bai sighed, "It’s akin to the East Continent Academy, the Four Hidden World Families, the Great Witch Dynasty, and Shenwu Kingdom on the East Continent all gathering to discuss the future direction of the continent."

"And attending as listeners are all Wending Realm Masters, and there are thousands of them as well."

"This is truly a gathering of gods."

"Such a scene is indeed rare."

Lin Bai said, taking a deep breath.

Xu Li said softly, "Yes, whenever such a scene occurs, we must be ready, for a storm sweeping across the world is likely on its way."

Lin Bai sat silently at the table.

He recalled that the Crown Prince of the Central Holy Nation had personally gone to the East Continent.

It seems the East Continent is now witnessing a scene similar to the Southern Continent’s current state.

"Seventeenth Prince, please."

"Senior Yu Ru, please."

At this moment, two voices echoed in the clouds above.

At once, everyone looked up to find the source of the voices.

In the distance, in the sky, an old man and a young man walked side by side, followed by dozens of strong ones behind them.

And this old man was indeed the current Patriarch of the Poison God Clan, named Yu Ru.

And that young man, undeniably, was the Seventeenth Imperial Prince!