Yunmeng Immortal Clan

None of the early Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Gu and Wang clans in Cold Mist Valley had ever seen this person.

However, based on this somewhat powerful aura, it was determined that the person's cultivation level was at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The gap between the late and middle stages of Foundation Establishment is like an insurmountable chasm. For cultivators in the early or middle stages of Foundation Establishment, killing those in the early stages would be an extremely easy task.

Upon thinking of this, all the early Foundation Establishment cultivators present felt a sense of awe towards the blue-robed Xiang clan cultivator at the head of the table.

Wang Zhengchun, the head of the Wang family, was also an opportunist, and he saw this situation.

Wang Zhengchun raised the wine cup in front of him on the table.

"Fellow Daoists, the reason we dare to attack the Song Clan's Azure Lotus Islands is entirely due to the senior before us. Let us all raise a toast to him together."

Seeing this, the other cultivators all raised their wine cups and toasted the blue-robed cultivator.

This move greatly pleased the blue-robed cultivator.

The man couldn't help but laugh heartily, waving his hands repeatedly as he said:

"Fellow Daoists, you are far too kind. The mere Qinglian Song Clan is easily annihilated by my own methods..."

The war between the three major immortal cultivation clans of Yunmeng Immortal Continent unfolded under the decisions of several Foundation Establishment immortal cultivators.

Meanwhile, the top leaders of the Zhuxi Sect, the largest cultivation sect in Yunmeng Immortal Continent, were also aware of this matter.

Years passed.

Within the Zhuxi Sect, Master Du finally emerged from seclusion.

Upon emerging from seclusion, Master Du's cultivation had improved even further, advancing from the early stage of Core Formation to the mid stage. His strength had made him the undisputed number one in the sect, second only to Ancestor Zhuxi.

The old patriarch of Zhuxi remains a mysterious figure in the sect, known only by name but never seen in person.

The three great Core Formation cultivators of the Zhuxi Sect gathered together.

Master Zuo gazed at his second and third junior brothers, took a sip of the fragrant immortal tea, and asked, "Gentlemen, what are your thoughts on the current struggle between the three major Foundation Establishment cultivation families in our Immortal Continent?"

Master Du's expression was indifferent. He snorted and said, "It's just a few dogs under the jurisdiction of my Zhuxi Sect playing tricks on each other. You and I will just watch the show and not get involved. Family wars are a normal trend. If my Zhuxi Sect gets involved, the nature of the matter will change, and it won't be good for the reputation of my Zhuxi Sect."

Junior Sister Liu Zhenren remained silent, sipping the sect's finest immortal tea while secretly listening to her two senior brothers' conversation, her expression neither sad nor happy.

Zuo and Du had just finished speaking.

Suddenly, a disciple requested an audience.

Under the introduction, a refined and elegant man in a jade robe, with a gentle and jade-like demeanor, arrived at the pavilion where the three masters were conversing inside the gate. He bowed respectfully to the three of them.

"Junior Song Linyu greets the three venerable ones..."

Master Du glanced at the man for a moment, then looked at Master Liu to the side.

"Junior sister, this must be your disciple. His aptitude is quite good, his aura is steady, and he has built a very solid foundation in his cultivation. If he continues like this, he may very well have a chance to form his core in the future!"

Master Du had one more thing he didn't say. He had cultivated to the mid-stage of Core Formation and had lived for hundreds of years. He had seen quite a few cultivators with Earth Spiritual Roots. Unless one had the most outstanding cultivation aptitude, such as Heaven Spiritual Roots, and was 90% certain of forming a Core, cultivators with Earth Spiritual Roots naturally cultivated faster than ordinary cultivators. However, without a special opportunity, it would be difficult to successfully form a Core.

He had indeed witnessed far too many cases of cultivators with earth-elemental roots failing to form their core.

Liu Hanjun ignored Master Du's words, only glancing at her disciple with her beautiful eyes.

"What business do you have with your master?"

Song Linyu simply cupped his hands and said, "Master, a great battle has broken out in the clan. May I...?"

"No! You now represent my Zhuxi Sect. As a true disciple, it is most inappropriate for you to participate in this matter. However, for your sake, if your noble family wins, that's fine. But if you lose, I can preserve a chance for your clan's members to survive!" Liu Hanjun's face remained icy.

However, after Liu Hanjun said this, the other two True Immortals both showed a look of surprise.

They were all aware of Liu Hanjun's aloof nature. They had originally thought that their junior sister would not accept disciples, which puzzled them greatly. However, they never expected that Liu Hanjun, a Core Formation cultivator, would be so concerned about the face of a junior in the vast Zhuxi Sect.

Song Linyu was exceptionally intelligent and knew that cultivation sects dared not easily interfere in the struggles between cultivation families.

Although he had long anticipated that his master would say such a thing, for the sake of the Song family's survival, he still prepared to try asking.

Given this outcome, Song Linyu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she thought about how she couldn't do anything for her current family.

However, the fact that Liu Hanjun, a Core Formation cultivator, was willing to step forward to protect the family's survival made Song Linyu feel a sense of gratitude.

"Thank you very much, Master. I am deeply grateful!" After saying this, Song Linyu left the place.

Song Linyu clenched his fists as he left the place.

"I must cultivate diligently. Although I've heard that condensing a golden core is quite difficult even for cultivators with earth-elemental roots, if I succeed, I alone can influence the family's fortunes. With my current cultivation level, I simply cannot break free from the constraints of the sect!"

With this in mind, Song Linyu returned to Golden Bamboo Peak and began meditating and cultivating.

Just at this moment.

Most of the cultivators from the Wang and Gu clans were traveling in giant ships, approaching the waters of the Qinglian Islands.

The cultivators from all three races stood at the front of the giant ship, their hands behind their backs.

The Song family of Qinglian had already noticed that all the Song family's mortal warriors were dressed in uniform blue and silver armor, holding sharp weapons and long-range crossbows, and were densely packed on the ship.

A dense barrage of arrows and spells rained down, and in that instant, countless corpses tumbled from the giant ship into the Heze River. The battle continued for a while, and the entire surface of the water beneath Wuliang Cliff was transformed into a pool of blood.

As the giant ship approached, people from both sides used ropes, ladders, and other tools to climb onto the other's ship. The two sides clashed in close combat on an incredibly grand scale. All the cultivators could hear were shouts and the clash of weapons.

After the two sides of mortals fought for a while, the Qi Refining stage cultivators on both sides either formed hand seals and released various kinds of Taoist magic spells, or directly controlled magic weapons, with the spiritual light of the magic weapons colliding back and forth.

The great war between the three races was about to break out.