Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 134 The Arrival of the Prince of Zhenbei

Qinglan Secret Technique: Cloud Sea Creation and Annihilation Sword!
Chen Xuanqing's furious strike, imbued with the full power of a peak mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, transformed into a hundred-zhang-long azure sword light that slashed straight at the island in the center of the lake.

Meng Xihong's expression was solemn. His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and the protective array that had been set up at the bottom of Yunmeng Daze Lake was instantly activated.

The lake water surged into the sky, transforming into a huge, azure curtain that enveloped the entire island in the center of the lake.

boom!
The sword light struck the sky, producing a deafening roar.

The entire Yunmeng Marsh was trembling, and the lake water surged like a tsunami.

However, the power of Chen Xuanqing's attack far exceeded expectations. The sky only held firm for three breaths before letting out a mournful cry of unbearable strain, with countless cracks spreading out like a spider web.

The tens of thousands of ordinary people below the stage turned pale; their newly ignited hope was instantly swallowed by despair.

Many have already closed their eyes, awaiting death.

Just as the sky was about to collapse, Yun Songzi, who had been lazily watching the show, yawned and slowly took a step forward.

He neither made any hand seals nor chanted any incantations; he simply extended his withered finger and, facing the earth-shattering sword light, lightly wrote the ancient character "散" (san, meaning scattered) in the void.

The golden character "散" (san, meaning "scatter") swelled in the wind, like an invisible giant mouth that swallowed the magnificent sword light whole, before turning into countless points of light and disappearing without a trace.

The whole place was dead silent.

Chen Xuanqing's pupils shrank sharply as he stared intently at Yun Songzi, recognizing his origin from his unique aura of righteousness.

"Haoran Academy?" he shouted in surprise and doubt. "You bunch of stray dogs, reduced to ruins, dare to stir up trouble?"

Immediately, Chen Xuanqing revealed a disdainful sneer: "You, an old codger at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, dare to interfere? Aren't you afraid that the last thread of the Haoran Academy will be extinguished here today?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Songzi's lazy expression vanished instantly, replaced by an icy chill.

"What arrogance!" he sneered. "You dare to talk about extinguishing the flames of my Haoran Academy?"

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure far surpassing Chen Xuanqing's, as vast and boundless as a reversed galaxy, suddenly erupted from Yun Songzi's body!

Golden elixir peak!

The entire Yunmeng Marshland was thrown into chaos, with lake water overflowing and dark clouds churning in the sky.

Chen Xuanqing was struck dumb, pinned to the spot by the oppressive force, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

"This...this is impossible! You were clearly just..."

"But what?" Yun Songzi walked step by step toward the immobile Chen Xuanqing, each step feeling like it was stepping on everyone's heartbeats. "Do you think that the Haoran Academy, with its thousand-year-old heritage, is something you can compare to?"

He looked down at him, his voice like that of a god from the heavens proclaiming judgment: "Chen Xuanqing, do you know your crime?"

Yun Songzi slowly raised his hand, and a wisp of powerful sword energy, a hundred times more terrifying than the previous "scatter" character, was gathering at his fingertips. It was dazzling with golden light, as if it would cleave the entire world in two.

The crowd below held their breath, knowing that the Qinglan Sect Master was doomed to die today.

Just then, a calm yet supremely authoritative voice called "Stop!" came from the heavens.

A dazzling stream of light descended from the sky and landed on the high platform.

As the light faded, a young man dressed in a royal robe, with a gentle and refined demeanor, appeared. He stood atop a magnificent cloud-riding unicorn and held a golden scroll radiating divine might in his hands.

"The Prince of Zhenbei!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the newcomer and exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Beichen's appearance instantly froze the atmosphere.

He didn't even glance at Yun Songzi and Meng Xihong. His sharp, eagle-like gaze swept across the blood-stained deck of the Qinglan Sect's ship, finally landing on Chen Xuanqing, who was restrained by the oppressive aura and whose face was filled with horror.

“Interesting.” Xiao Beichen said calmly, “I thought it was some earth-shattering discussion among immortal sects, but it turns out to be a slaughter of mortals.”

He slowly unfurled the "Heavenly Edict" in his hand, and a powerful dragon's might originating from the dynasty's destiny instantly enveloped the entire area, even diluting the pressure of Yun Songzi's peak Golden Core stage. "Heavenly Edict," "Execute first, report later, and patrol on behalf of Heaven!"

"Chen Xuanqing, the current sect leader of Qinglan Sect, disregarded the 'Great Li Immortal and Mortal Laws' and, in full view of everyone, slaughtered over a hundred citizens of Dali. The evidence of his crime is irrefutable! But..."

Xiao Beichen changed the subject, his gaze towards Chen Xuanqing now carrying a hint of mockery.

"Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, it would be a waste to imprison you in the Heavenly Prison. Our Emperor is benevolent and kind, and hereby grants the entire Qinglan Sect the opportunity to atone for your sins through meritorious service!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuanqing was taken aback at first, but then a hint of relief at surviving a disaster appeared in his eyes.

However, Xiao Beichen's next words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"From this day forward, all cultivators of the Qinglan Sect who are at the sixth level of Qi Refining or above are to be personally led by you, Chen Xuanqing, to proceed to the 'Demon Suppression Pass' in the Northern Territory within three months and await orders! Fight the Demon Beast Empire to the death, and none of you may leave without permission!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

No one expected that the imperial dynasty's intervention would be so domineering and direct, showing absolutely no mercy to the immortal sects!
Chen Xuanqing was both shocked and furious, roaring, "Xiao Beichen! This is an internal matter of my Immortal Sect, what right does your Great Li Dynasty have to interfere?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Beichen's lips curled into a cold smile.

Holding the imperial edict, he walked step by step toward Chen Xuanqing, his voice not loud, but carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

"On what grounds?" He stopped in front of Chen Xuanqing, looking down at this sect leader who was in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. "On the grounds that the Great Li Dynasty is surnamed Xiao!"

Xiao Beichen changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over all the cultivators from the immortal sects present: "Have you immortal sects forgotten who the true masters of this land are?"

He completely ignored Chen Xuanqing's roar. The imperial edict in his hand shone brightly with golden light, and a complex copy of the imperial edict, composed of dragon patterns and military orders, flew out from it. Ignoring Chen Xuanqing's protective aura, it was imprinted hard on his brow like a red-hot branding iron!

"what--!"

Chen Xuanqing let out a shrill scream, which was not only a physical pain, but also a feeling of imprisonment and enslavement from the depths of his soul.

"This is the 'Seal of the Northern Garrison Army.'" Xiao Beichen's voice was devoid of any emotion. "Anyone who bears this seal and dares to disobey orders or desert in the face of battle will have their soul instantly destroyed and never be reincarnated."

Having done all this, he put away the imperial edict as if he had merely dealt with a noisy fly. "Where is Zhou Kangnian, the Prefect of Qingzhou?"

Zhou Kangnian, aboard the official ship, immediately bowed and loudly replied, "Your subject is here!"

"You can assign someone to handle the specific details afterward."

"Yes"

On the ship, the other sect leaders were all silent and trembling, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Xiao Beichen.

This punishment is a hundred times more vicious than killing Chen Xuanqing outright!
This is treating the entire Qinglan Sect like a expendable commodity, throwing it into that bottomless pit in the Northern Territory!

"You...you..." Chen Xuanqing slumped on the deck, pointing at Xiao Beichen, his eyes filled with endless resentment and despair.

Xiao Beichen didn't bother to look at him anymore. He turned to face Meng Xihong, and the icy coldness on his face that kept people at a distance melted a little.

“That place, Jinghua City, is full of hypocrites like him, all sweet talk and treacherous hearts. It’s a mess. It’s better not to go there.”

He sized up Meng Xihong, his eyes holding a hint of scrutiny, as well as a subtle hint of approval.

"I have spent many years fighting against demons and beasts in the northern border. What I can't stand the most is this group of useless cowards who are only good at bullying their own kind."

Your idea that "everyone can reach the heavens" is quite interesting.

Xiao Beichen flipped off the Cloud-Stepping Lin and walked to the edge of the platform, his gaze sweeping over the tens of thousands of burning eyes below.

"I wish to visit your Tianyan Sect with my own eyes."

He stared at Meng Xihong, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Let's see if your little spark can really start a conflagration."

(End of this chapter)