Chapter 1036: Chapter 1055: Taboos of the Clans
"What secret?" one of the cultivators asked with curiosity.
"Legend has it that Buzhou Divine Mountain holds the last wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi, buried there by Hong Jun Dao Ancestor himself. Whoever can obtain this wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi could achieve the status of a Heavenly Dao Saint."
"Heavenly Dao Saint?"
Swoosh!
Although the voices of a few cultivators were not loud, everyone in the tavern were cultivators, so they naturally heard their conversation and an uproar arose.
"Fellow Daoist, is what you said true?" a demon race cultivator asked with surprise, drawing everyone’s attention to the few cultivators.
"Of course it’s true, it’s already spread throughout the entire city. This grand event seems to be a rivalry among the heavenly prides of all races, but it is merely an excuse. The true purpose is to find the Hongmeng Purple Qi."
"However, we are just some small cultivators who haven’t become immortals, so this grand event is irrelevant to us. Who knows who will find the Hongmeng Purple Qi and become the last Heavenly Dao Saint."
"A Heavenly Dao Saint, suppressing ancient and modern times, is the highest of entities. I think the Lord of the Immortal Court has the best chance to achieve the position of a Saint."
"I don’t think so. That Invincible Ghost Emperor has Cultivation reaching the heavens, he should have the best hope."
"Forget it, the last Saint position must belong to the Witch Clan Emperor, who can compete with him?"
Numerous discussions ensued, making the entire tavern extremely noisy.
"Bah!"
"These people dare to call themselves invincible through ancient and modern times?"
Suddenly!
An elderly cultivator slammed the table and stood up, his breath reeking of alcohol, his face flushed, clearly having just spoken those words.
"Yo, isn’t this Great Cultivator Lin? Isn’t it that you never leave your door every day, specializing in ancient Primordial history? What’s going on today that makes you dare to disrespect the leaders of all races?"
"Indeed! It’s one thing to slander the Lord of the Immortal Court, but how dare you question my demon race’s Great Emperor?" someone from the demon race shouted angrily!
"You old bastard, usually silent like a vegetable, what’s this drunken madness disturbing everyone while they drink? Get out!"
The tavern owner quickly approached, constantly signaling to the old man while also hastily apologizing to the cultivators of each race present in the tavern: "Dear patrons, please don’t take offense at this drunkard. I will throw him out now."
Tianyun Immortal City is a Sacred Land for cultivation, where all-non immortal cultivators gather, and there is not a single mortal. Great Cultivator Lin’s reckless words naturally caused dissatisfaction among the cultivators of each race.
At this moment!
Great Cultivator Lin suddenly sobered up, most of the alcohol dissipating. Sensing the unfriendly gazes, he knew he had caused big trouble and quickly apologized to several cultivators of each race before hastily heading for the door.
"Hold on, you old man, speaking so brazenly. You must give us an explanation today, or else... humph." A witch race cultivator spoke sinisterly, clearly intending to make fun of the old man!
"You all..."
Seeing that some did not intend to let him go, Great Cultivator Lin’s face turned red with anger. Although labeled as a Great Cultivator, it was actually a sarcastic nickname. He had lived in Tianyun Immortal City for hundreds of years, was passionate about ancient Primordial history, and had only Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, often looked down upon.
"Fine, you want an explanation? Today, this old man will tell you, even at the cost of his life, who truly is invincible across all ages."
As they say, even a clay figurine has three parts fire, and Great Cultivator Lin’s long-suppressed emotions erupted, taking the cultivators in the tavern by surprise.
"Have you ever heard of the Undying Venerable Ye Xuan?" Before the tavern-goers could react, the old man shouted.
"What Undying Venerable? Old man, have you drunk yourself silly?" Upon hearing those four words, a cultivator asked in doubt.
"What Ye Xuan? I’ve never heard of him. What nonsense are you spouting, old man?" Several cultivators frowned, scolding coldly.
At this point, Great Cultivator Lin decided to go all out and said angrily, "Three million years ago, there was no so-called Primordial Land, the entire Heaven and Earth were divided into the Three Realms. There were originally seven Heavenly Dao Saints, but during a catastrophic calamity, Undying Venerable Ye Xuan killed the Western Two Saints and fought with Hong Jun Dao Ancestor’s Pangu’s True Body in the starry sky."
"That battle caused the collapse of the Three Realms, hence the current Primordial Land. If we talk about someone in the Heaven and Earth who was invincible through ancient and modern times, it can only be the legendary Undying Venerable Ye Xuan alone."
Great Cultivator Lin, filled with fury, pointed to the azure Heavenly Vault, "Look at the extraterrestrial starry sky, why is there a Sealing Heaven Formation guarding it?
Because the catastrophic war three million years ago had shattered the extraterrestrial starry sky into pieces, even now it still holds the terrifying power left by the Undying Venerable back then. If it were to pour down, the entire Primordial Land would face a great calamity."
Silence! Utter silence! An immense silence pervaded!
When Great Cultivator Lin finished speaking in anger, an invisible terror spread in the tavern, and the faces of the persistent cultivators turned incredibly pale!
Although they did not know this secret, they knew of the catastrophic calamity three million years ago. It was considered a taboo among taboos, and even brushing against it could bring death. If they had known this would be the result, how could they dare trouble Great Cultivator Lin?
"This... Great Cultivator Lin is knowledgeable about ancient Primordial history, his words perhaps..." A cultivator trembled as he spoke, great fear reflected in his eyes!
"Shut up! Old Man Lin has drunk too much, have you too? This was merely a joke by the old man with us, now hurry and apologize to Old Man Lin!" The witch race cultivator was extremely fearful, loudly admonishing this cultivator.
"Today’s events must not be spread, else we will all face death by execution." Someone quietly reminded everyone in the tavern, making it eerily silent.
Buzz!
Suddenly!
The void warped, a blade light cut through, a head separated from a demon race cultivator, blood sprayed from his neck, provoking screams from everyone in the tavern!
"Violating the taboo, penalty is death; today all in this tavern shall perish!" Killing intent laden words echoed in the tavern, and Daluo Immortal Light manifested, descending upon everyone!
At this moment.
Ye Xuan sat alone by the window, a strand of blade light slashed towards him, yet his eyes remained calm, and with a blink of his eyes, time and space seemed to freeze.
"Boom!"
The void trembled, a figure fell, revealing an elder hitting the ground, clearly the one who had just used the Daluo Immortal Technique.
"Who dares interfere with the Immortal Court’s law enforcement?"
"Step—Step—Step!"
Like Nine Heavens clouds drifting by, like Yun Shan mist swirling around, Ye Xuan leisurely approached the fallen elder, speaking in a low voice: "Seeing that you also possess Daluo cultivation, why do you wish to kill these cultivators who have yet to become immortals?"
Tranquil and serene, untouched by mundane smoke, Ye Xuan’s voice was soft, lacking any imposing aura, yet an extremely terrifying feeling arose within the Daluo Golden Immortal, making him aware that this man in black before him must possess unimaginable cultivation, perhaps even a formidable Quasi-Saint.
However, he showed no sign of fear, with Daluo Immortal Light emanating as he sinisterly addressed Ye Xuan: "No matter which Quasi-Saint you are, anyone touching the taboo must die. This is a common taboo set by all races. Even if you kill me here today, you won’t escape Tianyun Immortal City!"
Hearing this man’s words, Ye Xuan softly muttered: "Common taboo of all races?"
"Through the long three million years, upon waking from slumber, have I, Ye Xuan, become a taboo?" Ye Xuan sneered in self-deprecation.
Although Ye Xuan’s words were light, they clearly reached the ears of the Daluo Golden Immortal, leaving him stunned, as if unable to believe what he had just heard.