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The Grand Ritual of Luotian takes place at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

At this moment, Longhu Mountain presented two completely different and strange scenes.

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, the place was bustling with noise. People from all walks of life gathered, and various forces converged. Everyone was talking at once, and the noise turned into a noisy ocean.

However, Mount Longhu was completely silent, with the various sects guarding the main roads and protecting the secret places in all directions to prevent outsiders from trespassing.

Unlike previous Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, not all the extraordinary individuals from all over the world have come here now; at least they have reached the eighth or ninth level. This Longhu Mountain is like a boiling oil pot, and if there is even the slightest spark, it will completely explode.

The company had to send people to maintain security at Longhu Mountain.

The venue for the Luo Tian Grand Ritual,
In the audience, a group of extraordinary individuals stood silently, some dressed in suits, some with an air of otherworldly wisdom, and some with a dignified and profound presence.
Those who were invited to attend the ceremony were undoubtedly among the top forces in the world of supernatural beings.

But they were all unusually calm at this moment, waiting.

Wait for someone!

An immortal!
Time passes minute by minute,
If you ask me...

A short, stout old man with squinting eyes slowly spoke.
"Although this immortal has extraordinary cultivation, it is quite inappropriate to keep people waiting for so long."

“We are all members of the Ten Elders, and I have known that old Celestial Master for a long time, but I have never seen him treat people like this.”

Upon hearing this, the other ten elders reacted with varying expressions.

"Eh!"

“Wang Ai, if you have any opinions, just say them yourself. Don’t drag us all into it.”

"I can't afford to take that responsibility."

Lu Ci's lips curled up, and a hint of mockery appeared in his fierce single eye.

Wang Ai is still the same as always: insidious, despicable, and fond of scheming behind people's backs.

If you want to exclude Wang Gan, an outsider, just say so. Why beat around the bush? Aren't all the people here seasoned foxes?
"Senior Wang, it's not appropriate for you to say that. The immortal has come to observe the ceremony; he is a guest and is also giving face to us extraordinary people."

"Besides, the banished immortal has no connection with us."

Feng Zhenghao spoke, his tone calm, his eyes behind his glasses as still as a deep well.

The emphasis on the word "immortal" is quite clear: this person is an immortal, and you, an old man with one foot in the grave, shouldn't try to establish a connection.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ai's expression darkened. He glanced around and found that the other ten elders were mostly calm and collected, as if nothing had happened. He could tell the attitude of these seasoned veterans.

The same applies in the original work. When the Ten Elders were discussing the punishment for Zhang Zhiwei's massacre of Quanxing, everyone remained neutral, either lacking the strength or the status to offer any opinion—except for Wang Ai.

"Fairy?"

"It's one thing if the younger generation doesn't know, but do you think we old folks don't know? All the true immortals in this world have ascended to heaven."

"We'll only know how good the banished immortal is after we see him."

Seeing that no one responded, Wang Ai lost face and could only snort coldly in an unfriendly tone.

"The banished immortal has arrived!"

"Where is it? I can't see it!"

"Idiot! You forgot that the immortal can fly!"

"It's here! It's here! It's really flying!"

"Mom! There's a Superman in the sky!"

"Look! UFO!"

The group of extraordinary individuals immediately took out their phones and began taking pictures of the sky.

"A lone seagull in the vast天地, roaming northwards in the morning and lingering in Cangwu in the evening." "Stealing the heavens and changing the sun, forging supernatural powers, indestructible and bold."

A melodious celestial sound drifted from afar, and in the sky, a golden and silver celestial bridge, adorned with divine runes, carried a man as he arrived!

Bathed in sunlight, Wang Gan's body was flawless, like glass, without a single impurity, gleaming with a slight luster, like a celestial being emerging from the clouds, possessing an invisible aura that made people feel ashamed and bow their heads.

Immortals ride on divine bridges, soaring through the void and riding the wind!
Hearing about it or seeing it in a video is one thing, but the sheer awe of witnessing a celestial being descend to earth in person is indescribable!
Compared to this, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony and the Eight Extraordinary Skills are all insignificant.

What are magic tricks compared to a living, breathing immortal?

In truth, only legendary figures like Zhang Daoling and Zhuge Liang can compare to him.

The Ten Elders were also shocked. Their families had a long history and there must be some records about ancient immortals. It seemed that this banished immortal was probably no different from the legendary ancient true immortals!
A hint of joy flashed in Feng Zhenghao's eyes, because behind the immortal, there was another graceful figure following—his daughter, Feng Shayan!

"Heh, I didn't expect that the Feng family head had such excellent vision, being able to establish a good relationship with the Immortal in advance."

Lu Ci also smiled, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This Feng Zhenghao is quite a character; he actually knelt down so quickly!

Lu Ci underestimated Feng Zhenghao. In fact, in the original novel, Feng Zhenghao would have been forced to kneel down even faster!
The other ten elders were filled with thoughts, each pondering whether there were any eligible young women or nieces in their families who could leave offspring with the immortal.
The only one whose face looked unwell was Wang Ai.

Because that ethereal figure did not linger in the air and head towards Zhang Tianshi, but went straight to the Ten Elders' viewing area!

His tall figure landed gracefully, untouched by any dust.

"I have met the banished immortal!"

Feng Zhenghao was the most perceptive; he immediately stepped forward and gave a proper bow.

But his failure to bow in the traditional way immediately put the other ten elders in a difficult position.

There are ten people here now. He might not remember who bowed, but Wang Gan could see clearly who didn't.

The other ten elders exchanged glances and could only step forward and bow slightly.

"I have met the banished immortal."

"I just heard someone wants to test my mettle?"

Wang Gan spoke with a playful expression.
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Everyone fell silent for a moment.
Want to test the mettle of this celestial being before them? Just like testing the mettle of Zhang Zhiwei. He's fine with empty talk, but when it comes to real combat, these old guys will definitely protect the others in front of them.

Wang Ai's expression also changed; she had no words to express her bitterness.

Who knew you had such sharp ears? He was just chirping a few times behind your back!

"This"

Wang Ai was about to clarify that it was a misunderstanding.
He was interrupted by Wang Gan waving his hand.

"However, I don't think it's necessary to be so violent. After all, the martial arts world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions!"

Wang Gan sighed.

"Besides, I'm not the type of person who holds grudges."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ai was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she felt a cool sensation on her shoulder.
"Am I right, Patriarch Wang?"

Wang Gan patted Wang Ai's shoulder quietly, without anyone noticing.

Then, without looking back, Wang Gan walked towards the high seats.
But Wang Ai couldn't laugh.

Click, click!

A series of soft, cracking sounds emanated from deep within Wang Ai's bones, starting from his shoulders and traveling down his arms. First, his shoulder bones cracked, then his sternum, arm bones, wrist bones… (End of Chapter)