Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

The seven dared not be careless in the slightest, and quickly composed themselves, following the Golden Elixir Guide as they stepped into the mountain gate.

Upon entering the mountain range, a rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards them, giving the seven a slight boost to their spirits, but their awe remained undiminished. For they saw that, starting from the entrance of the mountain gate, two rows of disciples dressed in the uniforms of the Tianxing Sect were neatly arranged on both sides of the road, stretching all the way to the mountaintop at the end of their sight.

These disciples varied in cultivation level, ranging from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment, but each of them stood ramrod straight with solemn eyes, casting their gazes upon them as they passed by.

In those gazes, there was curiosity and scrutiny, but more than anything, there was a heartfelt sense of belonging and pride in the sect, and a kind of...equal regard? for them, these "outside" Nascent Soul cultivators. There was even a hint of confidence that "our Tianxing Sect is no less than anyone else."

This spirit and cohesion once again instilled a sense of awe in the seven sect leaders.

This is absolutely not the kind of atmosphere one would expect from a hastily established, ragtag sect!
The Golden Core cultivator who was leading the way was still diligently leading the way, but the seven Nascent Soul sect leaders had long since lost their minds.

As they walked, they secretly observed the scene inside the Tianxing Sect.

The vast spiritual fields that are constantly being laid out, the busy and orderly areas of each hall, the valleys where spiritual soil is being refined in a lively atmosphere, and the disciples who are full of energy everywhere... all of this demonstrates the vigorous vitality and strong execution of this newly established sect.

What alarmed them even more was that along the way, they sensed at least 150 Golden Core cultivators! Although most of them were concentrated in the valley where they refined spirit soil, this number far exceeded that of any of their seven sects! Keep in mind, how long has the Heavenly Star Sect been established?

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the foot of the main peak. Looking up, they saw a palace built entirely of huge blue stones, ancient and majestic, standing on the summit, bathed in starlight and spiritual mist, like a celestial palace.

The Golden Core elder who was leading the way stopped and turned around respectfully.

"Esteemed seniors, the sect leader is waiting in the hall. Please come in."

The seven Nascent Soul sect leaders exchanged glances, all seeing the gravity in each other's eyes. Even now, the mysterious Sect Leader Ying had not appeared to greet them, nor had he even sent a Nascent Soul elder; he had merely sent a Golden Core cultivator to lead the way.

This posture can no longer be described as "arrogant"; it's downright condescending!
But when they thought of the oppressive aura emanating from those three words outside the mountain gate, the black talisman that could threaten the life of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the imposing presence of the Heavenly Star Sect they had witnessed along the way, the dissatisfaction and anger in the hearts of the seven had long been replaced by deep apprehension and suspicion.

Linghu Patriarch took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and then bowed solemnly towards the main hall at the mountaintop. The other six followed suit.

After paying their respects, the seven, guided by the Golden Elixir Master, began their ascent up the stone steps leading to the mountaintop. Their steps were slow and their demeanor respectful, showing no trace of the arrogance often associated with high-ranking sects.

They knew that from the moment they stepped through the mountain gate, the initiative had already slipped from their hands. What lay ahead was likely an unprecedented meeting that would determine the future of the Yue Kingdom.

As for the sect leader Ying Xuan, who has yet to show his face, his cultivation and intentions remain as mysterious and awe-inspiring as a mountain shrouded in starlight.

As they ascended the steps along the orderly and solemn line of disciples, the hearts of the seven sect leaders of Yue Kingdom grew heavier with each step.

The disciples of the Tianxing Sect on both sides had piercing eyes. Although their cultivation was far inferior to theirs, their uniform posture, the undisguised sense of belonging in their eyes, and the subtle scrutiny all silently conveyed a message.

This is a disciplined and highly cohesive sect, far from being a mob.

What made them even more uneasy was that condescending attitude. According to the basic etiquette of interactions between sects in the cultivation world, even if they are hostile or unequal forces, the sect leader, as the host, should at least greet them at the mountain gate or in front of the main hall as a sign of courtesy.

But now, these seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators, who have ruled the Yue Kingdom for hundreds of years, have come together, yet the other side has only sent two Golden Core cultivators to guard the palace gate, while the sect leaders themselves sit high inside the hall, waiting for them to "pay their respects."

This is no longer just being impolite; it's a blatant declaration.

We are not equals; I am superior to you. It is your honor that I come to see you.

In the past, any faction that was treated with such disrespect, even if the other party was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, would have been forced to leave in anger, perhaps even incurring enmity. But at this moment, while the seven felt a slight anger at being slighted, they were more wary and helpless.

The oppressive aura emanating from those three words outside the mountain gate still makes their Nascent Soul stage cultivators feel faintly uncomfortable; the grandeur of the Tianxing Sect they have witnessed along the way, especially the number of disciples and the scale of Golden Core cultivators that far exceed any of their sects, as well as the bustling and incredibly efficient construction scene, all indicate that this newly established sect has unfathomable depth.

Especially when they arrived at the main hall and looked at the seemingly ordinary blue stone gate, they tried to probe inside with their divine sense, only to find that their divine sense was like a mud ox entering the sea, easily swallowed and blocked by an invisible and vast force.

It was impossible to sense any specific aura within the hall! This absolute ability to shield one's divine sense was something that ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators could not possess!
The seven exchanged glances, each seeing deep surprise and a bitter realization in the other's eyes.

"It seems... our previous guesses were too conservative."

Linghu Laozu used a secret method to transmit his voice, which was dry.

"Although the materials of this hall are ordinary, its ability to isolate divine sense... is probably only the method of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Transformation into a Nascent Soul..."

A hint of horror flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Nascent Soul female cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect.

"A newly established sect actually has a Nascent Soul cultivator presiding over it? And it just so happens to be located in my Yue Kingdom..."

"There's no point in dwelling on it now that things have come to this."

The leader of Spirit Beast Mountain was a rugged-looking man with a deep voice.

"What is meant to be will be. Let's go in and see what this person is up to."

Having reached this point, retreat was no longer an option. The seven steadied themselves and, under the calm gaze of the two Golden Core disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, straightened their clothes and stepped into the hall that seemed to devour all light and aura.

The moment I stepped inside, the scene before me changed abruptly!

Instead of the spacious and majestic hall I had imagined, it felt as if I had been instantly transported to an endless starry sky! Beneath my feet was a flowing river of stars, and above me was a dazzling sea of ​​stars. One hundred and eight enormous phantom stars moved slowly along mysterious trajectories, exuding an aura of vastness, antiquity, and unparalleled majesty.

Their own nascent souls trembled slightly involuntarily amidst this illusory starry sky, as if they had encountered a natural suppression from a higher level of existence.

In the deepest part of the starry sky, a figure sits on a throne formed by the convergence of stars.

He was a very young-looking man with a handsome face and eyes as deep as the starry sky. He did not exude any imposing spiritual pressure, but instead gave people the feeling that he was one with the starry sky and that he was the master of the starry sky.

It was Ying Xuan. When the gazes of the seven Nascent Soul sect leaders fell upon Ying Xuan on the throne, an indescribable sense of insignificance arose spontaneously! Clearly, the other party's physique was no different from that of an ordinary person, and he did not deliberately exude any aura while sitting there.

But they felt like ants gazing at the sky, like dust facing the bright moon! It was as if the other party could annihilate them, Nascent Soul cultivators who had been able to command the winds and rains of Yue Kingdom for hundreds of years, with just a thought or a breath!

This is not a difference in spiritual power, but an absolute crushing of the essence of life and the level of Dao!

"A Nascent Soul cultivator! He really is a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The seven men felt no more hope, only a deep sense of awe and a hint of...uncontrollable excitement? They had devoted their lives to arduous cultivation, seeking only to advance further on the Great Dao; the Nascent Soul stage was the ultimate goal that countless cultivators dreamed of.

The Nascent Soul stage is a legendary realm, the pinnacle that cultivators in this world can reach! Now, a living Nascent Soul cultivator is right before their eyes, and has even established a sect. The significance of this is enough to make their hearts race!
After a brief moment of stunned silence and shock, the seven quickly recovered. The leader, Elder Linghu, was the first to bow deeply, his voice filled with unprecedented respect and excitement.

"Junior Linghu of Huangfeng Valley, along with fellow practitioners from Yue Kingdom, pays respects to Senior Ying! Congratulations on establishing your sect and may your great path prosper forever!"

The other six people also quickly bowed and saluted, keeping their posture extremely low, and said in unison.

"Greetings, Senior Ying!"

Ying Xuan's gaze was as deep as the starry sky, slowly sweeping over the seven people below, taking in the subtle expressions on their faces and the thoughts flashing in their eyes. Under the cover of his divine sense, he could perceive the inner fluctuations of these seven Nascent Soul cultivators almost without any hindrance.

Awe, fear, shock, bitterness... and, after confirming that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, a quiet longing and excitement for the "opportunity" quietly arose.

"Get up."

Ying Xuan's voice was calm, yet it seemed to resonate directly in the minds of the seven people, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The seven men straightened up, still keeping their heads slightly bowed, not daring to look directly at each other. Linghu Patriarch, as their representative, forced a sincere and humble smile, stepped forward, and spoke earnestly.

"Senior's extraordinary abilities and the establishment of your sect here are truly a great blessing for the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom! We juniors have discussed and agree to make the Tianxing Sect the leader of the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom, expanding the original seven-sect alliance into an eight-sect alliance! We also respectfully request that you, Senior, serve as the alliance leader and guide all!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could see a bright future.

"With the senior being a Nascent Soul cultivator, you have united the power of the eight sects of my Yue Kingdom, and you will surely be able to suppress all directions! The barbarian cultivators of the Mulan Grassland and the forces of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance will surely bow down before the new alliance of my Yue Kingdom!"

At that time, the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom will be the number one power in the South, with abundant resources and prosperous fortune! We juniors are also willing to serve under your command, senior, to collect resources from all over the world for you to comprehend the Great Dao and break through to a higher realm... uh, no, to consolidate your supreme foundation!

The other six sect leaders quickly echoed, their faces showing anticipation and excitement. In their view, a Nascent Soul cultivator establishing a sect was simply to more easily gather resources, cultivate power, and explore the secrets of the Great Dao.

They willingly submitted to him, venerating him as their superior, and offering him all the resources and manpower of the Yue Kingdom. The other party had no reason to refuse. In return, they could use this opportunity to climb the social ladder, gaining guidance or even rewards from Nascent Soul cultivators. Perhaps... their long-stagnant cultivation could finally see a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough?

However, Ying Xuan's next words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly freezing the excitement on their faces.

"The Eight Factions Alliance? Its leader?"

Ying Xuan's lips seemed to curve into a very faint arc, an arc devoid of any warmth.

"When did I say that I needed to form an alliance with you?"

His voice remained calm, but an indescribable, vast aura, like the weight of the starry sky itself, subtly spread out. Although it was only an extremely faint trace, it instantly made the seven Nascent Soul cultivators below feel as if they were carrying mountains, their Nascent Souls groaning in agony.

His spiritual energy almost came to a standstill, cold sweat instantly covered his forehead, and the head he had just raised involuntarily slid down again. The fiery thoughts that had just risen in his heart were ruthlessly suppressed back to the bottom, leaving only icy fear.

"The realm of Nascent Soul is already the limit of this world."

Ying Xuan's voice continued, unhurried yet each word struck a chord in the hearts of the seven.

"If it is the limit, it means... invincible."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the seven people as if it were a tangible thing.

"Since the Heavenly Star Sect was established by me, it should naturally be the number one sect in the world. It does not need to form alliances with any other sects, nor does it need to stand alongside any other power."

The domineering and absolute tone of those words sent a jolt through the hearts of the seven.

"Since the Tianxing Sect is established in the Yue Kingdom."

Ying Xuan's tone turned slightly cold, and a faint yet extremely sharp killing intent, seemingly capable of freezing one's soul, silently swept through the seven people's consciousness.

"Then, the seven major sects that Yue Kingdom originally had are the first and only ones that Tianxing Sect must face in order to establish itself here... 'existence'."

Ying Xuan spoke the word "existence" lightly, but the killing intent that swept across their sea of ​​consciousness made the seven Nascent Soul cultivators feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave that had stood for ten thousand years. Their blood seemed to freeze, and their Nascent Souls trembled, almost frozen in their dantian! They had no doubt that if this Nascent Soul sect leader wanted to, he could annihilate all seven of them in an instant!
"Please calm down, senior! Please calm down, senior!"

Linghu Patriarch was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were shattered. He no longer cared about his dignity as the leader of a sect. He knelt down with a thud, touching his head to the ground, his voice hoarse with fear.

"This junior has absolutely no intention of standing alongside the Tianxing Sect! Nor dares to become your 'opponent'! This junior... this junior is willing to lead the entire Huangfeng Valley sect to completely submit to the Tianxing Sect from this day forward! From now on, there will be no more Huangfeng Valley in this world, only the Huangfeng lineage of the Tianxing Sect! I beg you to accept me!"

He spoke extremely fast, as if he feared that if he slowed down even a fraction, he would be killed.

"Apart from this useless Nascent Soul cultivator, the other disciples and elders of Huangfeng Valley are no different in essence from the current rogue cultivators and disciples from small sects of Tianxing Sect in the eyes of the senior! By merging into Tianxing Sect, they may be able to obtain better cultivation techniques, more resources, and greater opportunities!"

"This junior...this junior is also willing to swear a blood oath to the Heavenly Star Sect and to Senior Ying for eternity! I only ask that Senior grant the entire Yellow Maple Valley a path to survival and a future!"

Linghu Laozu's statement was thorough; he not only offered up the sect but also completely sold himself out to join them.

He saw it clearly: facing a Nascent Soul cultivator whose attitude was ambiguous but who was undeniably powerful, all talk of alliances and equal status was meaningless. Only by completely integrating could he perhaps preserve his foundation and the lives of his disciples, and perhaps even... truly gamble on a better future. (End of Chapter)