Immortal Road.

The sacred land of Haoran.

A disturbance has just occurred here.

In times of chaos, war raged across the continent, which was actually quite normal. What was abnormal was that the losses were so great that they didn't even know who the perpetrators were!
"Holy Lord, overnight, over a thousand people from various sects were injured or went missing, over ten thousand buildings collapsed, countless alchemy and weapon-making artifacts were destroyed, many spiritual herbs in the herb garden escaped, spirit beasts in the animal pen broke free and trampled and injured people, and the scriptures in the library..."

Upon hearing the report from his subordinate elders, the Holy Lord of Vastness roared fiercely:

What happened to the scriptures in the library?

The elder looked troubled and stammered as he answered:

"Countless classics were destroyed in the fire."

"The library was built with a special fire-prevention formation, so how could it catch fire?"

"This seems to be one of our mountain-protecting formations, the Burning Heaven Condensing Flame Formation, which leaked inwards, causing a large-scale fire."

"Isn't the mountain-protecting formation for defending against external forces? How could it be effective against internal forces!"

The elder looked bitter and couldn't answer. He was also very frustrated and confused. Why would the mountain-protecting formation turn against him?
The Holy Lord Haoran looked at his holy land, which was in ruins. There were traces of fire, water, wind, frost, snow and rain everywhere. Disciples all over the mountains and fields were treating the wounded in the rubble, and everyone's face was blank.

They had no idea what kind of attack they had suffered last night. Everyone sought refuge in different places, and when they came out this morning, half of the holy site had been reduced to ruins!
“Holy Lord, this doesn’t seem to be an ordinary attack. The attacker is at least a Nascent Soul stage expert hiding in the shadows, and is proficient in formations and manipulating earth veins. They were able to find the loopholes in our mountain-protecting formation, tamper with it, and then stir up the earth veins to cause internal chaos. This is not a simple warning!”

"Don't say anything, let me think."

Lord Haoran was alone, lost in thought, pondering who Haoran Holy Land had recently offended to incur such retaliation.

But after thinking it over, it seems that there is no particularly hostile relationship between them diplomatically!
The hatred can be this great.
It shouldn't be that bad, right?

He racked his brains, and the elders below were also racking their brains. No one could figure it out. What kind of ruthless person had their holy land offended that would retaliate against them in this way?

Many people can't help but think of the biographies and storytelling in the novels of cultivation. Could it be that they once offended a genius junior, who endured for hundreds of years and returned after completing his studies, making rapid progress in his cultivation, and then came specifically to seek revenge?

Or perhaps a powerful being of the primordial spirit, whose most beloved disciple died at our hands, is seeking revenge?
Or perhaps you've stolen some treasure from someone else's sacred site, and that person comes knocking to demand retribution.
"My Lord, is it possible that we are enemies we offended in the southwest?"

With the elder's reminder, the Holy Lord Haoran suddenly remembered!
Really!
In the three months since the two major camps broke out in the southwest, he led his army to fight so many battles one after another, and he personally killed no less than seven or eight Yuan Nian incarnations!
Those Nascent Soul stage cultivators may have a motive to hate him, but they wouldn't go so far as to cause trouble like this, would they?
When two armies clash, each fights for its own master. Life and death are preordained, and wealth and honor are determined by fate. You can't blame me just because your incarnation perished, and deliberately go to the rear to seek revenge against me. That's a bit too much to handle.

Lord Haoran considered himself a man who could afford to lose and despised such narrow-minded vengeful people. However, his immediate priority was to identify the real culprit and prevent further losses.

"Let me think, Layman Ailian, Venerable Peihu, Gambler Qiyuan, Old Man **, Master Xun Gu."

Seeking the Ancient Master!

The Holy Lord Haoran immediately suspected that it was the work of the Ancient Seeking Sect Master, because the ability to manipulate earth veins was something that only a powerful earth-type Nascent Soul cultivator could possess.

However, the leader of the Seeking Ancient Sect possesses a Heavenly Treasure called the Kun Earth Plate, which can be used specifically for such activities. He has witnessed this firsthand in the Southwest many times!

As for the motive?

He stole someone else's Yellow Turban Warrior and almost killed him several times. Isn't that obvious?
"Holy Lord, do you suspect that the leader of the Xun Gu Sect has deliberately returned from the front lines to sow discord in our headquarters?"

"It should be right."

The Holy Lord Haoran recounted his conflicts with others, feeling that they all seemed to fall short.

"The Layman of Lotus Love has lost three primordial incarnations, each falling at the hands of different people. How could he not seek out others but choose me?"

“Master Pei Hu appears rough on the outside but is shrewd on the inside. He looks like a brute but is actually quite cowardly. I doubt he would dare to cause trouble at my doorstep!”

"Seven Yuan Gambler is greedy for money. Even if her incarnation died, she wouldn't fight me to the death. Even if she really wanted revenge, she would definitely negotiate first. It's impossible for her to launch such a sneak attack without any warning."

"**The old man, needless to say, is a well-known coward in the cultivation world! Wan Huinian had such a good opportunity, but in order to avoid being tracked by his enemies, he actually stayed like a turtle for three Jiazi years."

"But the leader of the Xun Gu sect is different!"

Speaking of Lin Shan, the Holy Lord Haoran clearly favored this young man because his style was rather adventurous and radical, and he had a history of daring to lead a few people to storm the Penglai Holy Land!

Therefore, it's not impossible for him to dare to cause trouble in his own sacred land.

"This person must harbor resentment because I took away his Yellow Turban Warrior, but he doesn't have the ability to take it back, so he thought of using underhanded methods to force me to submit."

"The value of the Yellow Turban Warrior goes without saying. It is comparable to a Nascent Soul stage body cultivator. It is a technique left over from the upper realm. This realm simply does not have the strength to forge it!"

"The leader of the Ancient Search Sect has lost his puppet; is this a way of intimidating me?"

The elders all nodded in agreement, agreeing with the reasoning of the Holy Lord Haoran.

"So what do you think we should do now?"

"Wait."

The Holy Lord Haoran turned around with his hands behind his back and instructed his subordinates to hurry up with disaster relief and to move cultivation materials from the warehouse to distribute to his disciples as compensation.

"Wait for that person to come and negotiate with us."

The conversation ended just like that.

No one took it too seriously, assuming that the perpetrator was the leader of the Xun Gu Cult, and that he was just making an example of them, threatening and reminding them that negotiations would likely follow.

As for whether or not the Yellow Turban Warrior should be returned to the other party, the elders predicted that most likely they wouldn't.

After all, it is a top-tier holy land. If it were to be so easily blackmailed and threatened, it would be too humiliating.

However, three days passed in the blink of an eye!
During these three days, no one came to negotiate with them. Everyone in the Haoran Holy Land eagerly awaited the response, but received none of the expected reply.

Just as they were wondering, something big happened on the third night!
"Boom, boom, boom."

The earth's veins began to churn again, and the violent earthquake tossed all the disciples about, causing newly built buildings to collapse instantly, with rocks crashing down from above.

The protective mountain formation activated in response, but a significant portion of it quickly defected, becoming a springboard for attacks from the outside to penetrate the interior!
Streams of fire shot out in all directions, turning the Vast Holy Land into chaos. Disciples fled in panic, seeking refuge with their familiar teachers and elders.

The newly captured spiritual herbs and medicines in the herb garden, sensing the breath of freedom, leaped out of the fields and ran wildly outside! The demonic beasts that had been imprisoned in the animal pen, seeing that the pen had been destroyed by the mountain-protecting formation, excitedly called to their companions and rushed out together.

"Who? Who dares to attack my sacred land of righteousness?"

With a thunderous roar, the Holy Lord of Vastness made a domineering entrance, looking around for suspects, but found nothing.

Many Nascent Soul stage elders came out and gathered together. They saw that the area below had once again become ruins. Large numbers of disciples were pale from the earthquake, vomiting incessantly and almost bringing up their bile. They were filled with anxiety and wondered what the other party wanted to do.

The sneak attack lasted for half an hour.

The losses to the Sacred Land of Vastness are even greater than last time, and more importantly, the psychological torment is immense!
What exactly does this person want to do?

The Holy Lord Haoran's face was ashen, his expression stiff with anger. He searched everywhere but couldn't find the culprit. His holy land had suffered such a great loss for no reason, and a thick gloom hung over his heart.

What's the point of these people coming to cause trouble without negotiating or asking for anything in return?
"Elder Qian, immediately send someone to the State of Lu on the mainland to find the Ancient Sect and its leader, and ask him what he really wants. If we want to talk, let's talk properly. If it's a full-scale war, my Haoran Holy Land will fight to the bitter end!"

"Yes."

Elder Qian was about to accept the order and leave when someone rushed up behind him, bringing back the latest intelligence.

"Elder Qian, don't leave yet. The latest news from the southwest front is that the Ancient Seeking Cult Leader is still active on the battlefield between the two camps, and reliable eyewitness accounts confirm that the Heavenly Treasure's Kun territory is still at Blackwater Cliff!"

"What???"

The Holy Lord Haoran was taken aback, not expecting that he had guessed wrong!

If it's not the leader of the Seeking Antiquity Cult, then who could it be?
Could it be that he is a powerful earth elemental spirit with a special talent that can stir up the earth's veins, and also a grandmaster of formations? How could I possibly provoke such a person?

Unable to pinpoint the culprit after much deliberation, he could only temporarily order the reconstruction of the area and, at the same time, mobilize his connections and resources within the cultivation world to investigate who was causing the trouble.

half a month later.

The fire raged fiercely, turning the sacred land into a sea of ​​flames. Thousands of disciples, their backsides ablaze, scrambled around seeking help, while many others searched for cover. The protective array outside spewed fireballs, frost blades, ice arrows, and wooden spikes, and even the illusion array began to shift inward!
The people inside have suffered terribly these days, and many can't bear it anymore and want to go out on missions, no longer wanting to stay in this place.

"Got you!"

Suddenly, a loud roar rang out, and a giant writing brush appeared in the sky—the renowned Heavenly Treasure Mountain and River Brush of the Vast Sacred Land!
Surprisingly, the Holy Lord of Vastness recalled it from the front lines to specifically protect the Holy Land and suppress its fortune. Rings of golden light rotated down, gradually suppressing the tremors of the earth's veins, and the outer formations also began to subside and stop shaking.

Two streaks of light flashed by, one after the other, across the horizon!

Below the holy site, several streaks of light followed, all of them being powerful beings who hadn't returned in a long time.

After waiting for so long, the Holy Lord of Vastness finally caught up with the mysterious person who dared to oppose him and play hide-and-seek.

"Who are you, and why are you causing trouble in my sacred land?"

The streak of light remained silent, only focused on escaping. Once discovered, it decisively took off on a rainbow and disappeared into the distance. But how could the Holy Lord of Vastness let it go so easily?
As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, his flight speed far surpasses that of other cultivators at the same level. As long as one is willing to chase, one can always catch up; no one can escape!
Huh~~~
Suddenly a strong wind blew from ahead, and the streak of light vanished instantly, without a trace.

"Wind Release?!"

The Holy Lord of Vastness opened his eyes wide, searching for the clues left in the void, and used his powerful divine sense to lock onto the figure ten miles away.

But the opponent did not stop, disappearing continuously, using wind escape techniques back and forth, and finally, in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, it vanished without a trace.

"."

The Holy Lord of Vastness stopped his pursuit and gazed into the distance with a deep look in his eyes.

Upon returning to the Holy Land of Righteousness, the elders surrounded him, all inquiring about their opponent's whereabouts.

"It can be confirmed that he is a wind-elemental Nascent Soul stage cultivator."

Looking at his disciples who had suffered so much, the Holy Lord Haoran saw that the Holy Land had been thoroughly ravaged several times during this period, with countless property losses and the casualties among his disciples being truly shocking.

Even as the lord of the holy land and the one in charge, he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache and hated the guy who was secretly opposing him!

"This person is not strong. The only great supernatural power that his Yuan Nian avatar relies on is the Wind Escape Technique for escaping. The fact that he can waste a wisp of Void Spiritual Essence like this means that he must have other Yuan Nian avatars. This one must have come here specifically to annoy me."

People are not as afraid as they used to be, because the entire holy land is protected by the Tongtian Lingbao, which can quickly suppress any changes that may occur.

"Your Majesty, will bringing the Mountain and River Brush back from the front lines affect the overall situation there? I heard that the Pure Lotus Hermit has made arrangements at the Southwest Sea Eye."

"Enough said. The safety of the Holy Land is the most important thing. Even if there is conflict among the immortal envoys, this place must be the priority!"

"Then what do we do next?"

"We must wait and wait for that guy to come to us. As long as he remains in our grasp, the Holy Land will never have peace."

After Lin Shan had distanced himself from the sacred land of Haoran and confirmed that no one was chasing after him, he began to summarize and review the operation.

To say whether the revenge against the Great Sacred Land was influenced by personal emotions is definitely true!
Do you think that robbing your Yellow Turban warriors will allow them to live comfortably?
However, in order to avoid being targeted, he deliberately made a big show of himself at Blackwater Cliff, showing up from time to time to clear his name, while keeping a low profile here, secretly manipulating the Void Star Disc to change the mountain-protecting formation and using the earth vein vibration to attack his opponents.

Since he didn't show his face or speak throughout the entire process, the chances of him being discovered were very small.

The Holy Lord Haoran finally couldn't hold back any longer and, for the safety of the Holy Land, recalled the Heavenly Treasure Mountain and River Brush from the front line!

"So, I guess we've achieved our goal?"

The Black Lotus Sect needed to keep its rear under control; if he weren't capable, he wouldn't have been able to cause such a commotion.

Now that several powerful cultivators have returned to the Tongtian Lingbao, it's clear that the Haoran Holy Lord is uneasy and has specially recalled them from the front lines to guard the home.

This can be seen as indirectly relieving pressure on the front lines.

Next up is the Shangxiao Sword Sect. The Haoran Holy Land is already on alert, and launching sneak attacks is becoming increasingly difficult, so let's change our target.

"The Supreme Elder of the Shangxiao Sword Sect lost one of my Yuan Nian avatars at my hands. He must hate me to the core. He might come after me after the war. This is a good opportunity to strike first!" (End of this chapter)