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Chapter 219 Capturing a Half-Saint in One Battle Shocks All Sides!
Soon after,

With the battle at Tianmu Mountain coming to an end and the Soul Palace retreating, the news that the Heavenly Fire Venerable of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion had defeated three Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Palace with the power of the formation, and that the Spirit Treasure Pavilion Master had captured the Soul Palace's Second Heavenly Venerable, Bone Nether Saint, with the help of the formation, swept across the entire Central Continent like a hurricane!
The entire Central Plains was shaken to its core, and all forces took notice.

Everyone clearly realized what it meant to be a top-tier force that possessed the array formation inheritance to rival or even suppress a semi-saint level expert.

Such profound resources have never been revealed even by behemoths like the Pill Tower and the Soul Palace.

Therefore, after only two or three days of calm, the Lingbao Pavilion headquarters located in the Tianmu Mountains was once again bustling with unprecedented activity. Every day, countless streams of light swept in from all directions and landed in front of the mountain gate.

Powerful elders from various factions and reclusive veterans who had lived in seclusion for many years all came to visit him one after another, bringing generous gifts.

For a time, Lingbao Pavilion Tianmu Mountain became the most sought-after place in the entire Central Plains.

Lingbao Pavilion's array formations also took this opportunity to truly become famous throughout the Central Plains!

The three pavilions, Fenglei Pavilion, Wanjian Pavilion, and Xingyun Pavilion, received detailed battle reports from their spies at almost the same time.

Inside the main hall of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, Venerable Thunder held the newly delivered intelligence report, reviewing it three times before finally confirming its accuracy. He was first taken aback, then couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh heartily, his booming laughter echoing throughout the hall:

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! What a fine Lingbao Pavilion! Hahaha, my Fenglei Pavilion has truly made the right bet this time!"

The disciples standing in the hall exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise. It was the first time they had ever seen their sect leader so out of control.

A senior core disciple couldn't help but whisper to his companion, "It's been a long time since I've seen the Pavilion Master laugh so heartily since he suffered a loss in his last battle with Venerable Feng."

Another disciple whispered in agreement: "It seems that the strength of the Lingbao Pavilion is far greater than we imagined. They were even able to capture the Second Heavenly Venerable of the Soul Palace alive. With such a good relationship between the Pavilion Master and the Lingbao Pavilion, it's no wonder that the Pavilion Master is so happy."

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Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was equally lively.

Sword Venerable sat in the main seat, listening to his disciples below give a detailed report on the battle at Tianmu Mountain. When he heard that Lu Yu had suppressed Gu You with his formation, a genuine smile appeared on his usually cold and stern face.

"What a fine Lingbao Pavilion Master, what a fine array formation!" He stroked his beard and sighed, then said solemnly, "Pass on my order to transfer all the Xuanjing Iron and Star Sand stored in the pavilion, along with three boxes of magic cores, and send them to Lingbao Pavilion immediately."

He glanced at the elders in the hall and explained, "You have all seen the spiritual artifacts that have flowed out of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. Their quality is far superior to the mainstream magic core weapons in the Central Plains today. This generous gift is not only a congratulatory gift, but also a plan for the future of my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, all the elders in the main hall straightened up and nodded in agreement.

An elderly man with white hair and beard stroked his beard and pondered, "The Pavilion Master is very insightful. The weapon-refining techniques of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion are indeed unique. If we can take this opportunity to deepen our ties, it will greatly benefit my Myriad Swords Pavilion."

Another elder with a sharp and capable face added, "That's right. Although the Spirit Treasure Pavilion has repelled the Soul Palace, it is certainly at its last gasp. Showing goodwill now is like sending charcoal in snowy weather. This favor will surely be exchanged for a greater supply of high-quality spiritual artifacts in the future."

The crowd discussed it animatedly, all agreeing that the generous gift was well worth it. Seeing the unanimous agreement, the Sword Venerable immediately decided, "In that case, let's proceed as previously agreed. Prepare the generous gift immediately and send it to the Spirit Treasure Pavilion!"

Elsewhere, in the distant sky, a figure in azure was moving through the air at an astonishing speed, stirring up gusts of wind wherever it passed. It was none other than the Wind Venerable of the Starfall Pavilion.

Upon learning of the attack on Lingbao Pavilion, he immediately set off to provide assistance.

Suddenly, he paused, a slightly trembling white jade talisman appearing in his palm. Probing it with his divine sense, Venerable Feng's face immediately showed astonishment:

"The Soul Palace was defeated... Bone Ghost was captured? This matter has already been resolved?"

He stood suspended in mid-air, gazing in the direction of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle: "This kid really does surprise us every time..."

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In the central region of Zhongzhou, in the blazing mountains of the southwest.

As far as the eye could see, the entire landscape was shrouded in a scorching crimson. The endless craters spewed thick white smoke, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of sulfur. Boiling lava, like the earth's veins, flowed slowly through the ravines, transforming this mountain range into a gigantic furnace.

Deep within the mountains, a wide valley sits nestled, its buildings scattered among numerous red-robed disciples moving about. The occasional shouts and cries of sparring add a touch of vibrancy to this secluded valley.

At this moment, the enchanted pavilion that had been sealed off was finally unsealed, and a woman dressed in fiery red outfit rushed out angrily.

The woman in red went straight to the red-haired old man who was handling affairs in the main hall. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she said angrily, "Old man, why did you suddenly have a change of heart? Didn't you say you were going to lock me up until this was over?"

Seeing this, the disciple in charge quickly stepped forward and carefully explained in a low voice, "Miss, please calm down. The Valley Master is upset because... the battle at the Spirit Treasure Pavilion has completely ended."

"It's over?" The woman in red felt a sudden tightness in her chest, her voice trembling slightly as she hurriedly asked, "Then... how is Xiao Yan? Is he alright?"

The disciple's face instantly lit up with immense reverence and excitement, his voice rising involuntarily, filled with pride and exhilaration: "We won! The Spirit Treasure Pavilion has achieved a resounding victory! We've heard that Pavilion Master Lu is awe-inspiring, having slain three Heavenly Venerables from the Soul Palace in a single battle, and even captured the infamous Second Heavenly Venerable, Bone Nether Saint, alive! The whole Central Continent is buzzing with the news!"

"It is said that in that battle, even the Ancient Clan and Thunder Clan from the Eight Ancient Clans, as well as the Void Ancient Dragon Clan, the overlord of the Beast Realm, had powerful figures appear to lend their assistance! Now, the Spirit Treasure Pavilion has truly soared to the heavens, and no one dares to underestimate it in the slightest!"

"Who asked about the Spirit Treasure Pavilion?" The woman in red stamped her foot anxiously. "Where is Xiao Yan? How is he?"

"Xiao Yan..." The disciple's voice suddenly lowered, his face showing difficulty, "There's still no news of him in the valley..."

"What?!" The woman in red turned pale and turned to rush out of the valley.

"stop."

The red-haired old man finally spoke. Looking at his daughter's anxious expression, he sighed and said helplessly, "Alright, go ahead. But take guards with you and don't go alone." "Understood!"

The woman in red responded without turning her head, and her figure shot out of the valley like an arrow. Her fiery red figure leaped and bounded among the crimson mountains, turning into a small dot before quickly disappearing into the swirling sulfurous smoke.

The red-haired old man looked in the direction his daughter had gone, shook his head helplessly, and made a gesture towards the shadows.

A blurry black shadow immediately followed silently, disappearing into the scorching air like a ghost.

"A sin..."

The old man gazed towards the valley entrance, sighing with a wry smile. This girl had never given him a moment's peace since she was a child, and now, for some young punk from the Starfall Pavilion, she was acting so recklessly.

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Ancient tribes and ancient boundaries, atop a solitary peak shrouded in clouds and mist.

A graceful figure stood quietly, her skirt swaying gently in the breeze.

“Miss, that’s how it is…” Ling Ying finished reporting the details of the battle at Tianmu Mountain and stood respectfully to the side.

Xun'er's lips slowly curved into a smile that could topple kingdoms, like a lotus flower just beginning to bloom. In her clear, autumn-water-like eyes, all the worries of the past few days had vanished, replaced by a relieved joy and an undisguised pride.

"I didn't expect Brother Yu to be so proficient in the art of formations..." she murmured to herself, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, which was then replaced by a deeper sense of relief.

The stronger he was, the more at ease she felt.

Seeing this, Ling Ying added, "There's one more thing. Young Master Qingyang and Young Master Guyao, who went out for training, have all returned to their clan. The elders believe that their performance outside was not good enough, so they have decided to open the Ancient Saint Secret Realm to give them special training."

He paused, then lowered his voice slightly: "The Third Elder specifically instructed that you, Miss, should also participate in this secret realm cultivation."

Xun'er nodded slightly, not surprised by the arrangement. The ancient clan has always been strict in its training of the younger generation, and now even she needs to go into the secret realm for arduous cultivation, which shows how much the elders value the upcoming situation in Zhongzhou.

Her gaze shifted slightly, looking towards the churning sea of ​​clouds on the horizon, a faint smile playing on her lips.

With such a brilliant example as Brother Yu, who has made such a name for himself in Zhongzhou, it's understandable that the elders, who are usually arrogant, would be anxious.

After all, the younger generation of the ancient clan was being overshadowed by outsiders, and the old folks in the clan were finding it hard to save face.

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In the southwest of Zhongzhou, deep within the Burial Corpse Mountains.

Inside a pitch-black hall completely hidden in dense yin energy and deathly silence, pale white bone fire flickered in the niches in the walls, illuminating the countless twisted and writhing shadows within the hall, making it resemble a ghostly realm.

At this moment, the throne at the highest point of the hall remained empty. Below, two figures in black robes held an intelligence jade slip, trembling uncontrollably.

"The Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Heavenly Venerables have perished, and even the Second Heavenly Venerable was captured alive..." The Seventh Heavenly Venerable's voice was filled with barely suppressed fear, "This Spirit Treasure Pavilion, is it really this terrifying?"

The Eight Heavenly Venerables were deathly pale, their hands trembling as they held the intelligence report: "The Great Heavenly Venerable and the Three Heavenly Venerables are both in seclusion, and now the Soul Palace..."

"Who said I'm in seclusion?"

Just then, the space in the center of the hall suddenly distorted, and a figure in black robes slowly emerged, exuding a chilling aura—it was none other than the Three Venerables who had just emerged from seclusion!
"Congratulations on your breakthrough to Half-Saint!"

The Seventh and Eighth Heavenly Venerables' eyes lit up, and they rushed forward as if grasping at a lifeline.

The Three Venerables nodded proudly, ready to enjoy the compliments from the two.

The Eighth Heavenly Venerable, however, impatiently shoved the intelligence jade slip into his hand: "My lord, your emergence from seclusion is perfectly timed! Lord Bone Nether... he has been captured alive by the Spirit Treasure Pavilion! Please, go and rescue him immediately!"

The Three Venerables casually accepted the jade slip and scanned it with their soul power. The next moment, the arrogance on their faces froze instantly, and the still unstable semi-saint aura around them fluctuated violently.

"Cough cough..." He coughed violently a few times, his face suddenly turning "pale", and he said weakly, "This Venerable One... This Venerable One just forced himself out of seclusion and then suddenly heard the bad news. His cultivation level has been damaged and he urgently needs to immediately go into seclusion to stabilize it, otherwise he is in danger of falling!"

Having said that, before the Seventh and Eighth Heavenly Venerables could react, the Third Heavenly Venerable's figure had already transformed into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing into the depths of the hall at ten times the speed at which he appeared, leaving only a lingering echo in the air:

"The matters concerning the Soul Hall are to be decided by the two of you for the time being! Do not disturb me unless it is a matter of destroying the hall!"

The Seventh and Eighth Heavenly Venerables stood frozen in place, their outstretched hands still suspended in mid-air.

The two looked at each other, their faces filled with helplessness.

The Eighth Heavenly Venerable slowly withdrew his arm and said with a wry smile, "Even the Third Heavenly Venerable, who just broke through to the Half-Saint realm, fled at the mere sight of him. Is this Spirit Treasure Pavilion... truly that terrifying?"

The Seventh Heavenly Venerable sighed and said with a sigh, "So be it. Even Lord Gu You has fallen. What can we do? Now we can only close our mountain gates and wait for the Great Heavenly Venerable to come out of seclusion before making any further plans."

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(End of this chapter)