The First Venerable of All Paths

"No one and nothing can stop me from killing Zhao Qingcang!"

Forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Fang Xuan manipulated the Azure Lotus Karmic Fire to continue refining the Soul-Nourishing Wood.

This is the last medicinal herb.

He injected all the medicinal herbs he had refined into the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor's body, but the latter showed no signs of waking up.

In fact, Fang Xuan had already given up hope.

It's not about doing your best and leaving the rest to fate.

Whether the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor can be revived has never been Fang Xuan's only reliance.

At most, it's just adding a solid layer of insurance for this trip to Wendao Mountain.

Soul-Nourishing Wood is a supreme treasure for nourishing the soul and repairing the spirit. It contains a rich essence of the soul and is extremely rare.

In order to find this piece of century-old Soul-Nourishing Wood, Lu Zhao spent almost all of his wealth to deliver it to Fang Xuan.

The Azure Lotus Karmic Fire is extremely pure and clean, dedicated to refining all things and eliminating impurities.

The Azure Lotus Karmic Fire enveloped the Soul-Nourishing Wood, refining all the impurities within it.

Before long, the pure white, warm and mellow aura of the divine soul's origin drifted into the air.

Fang Xuan took a light sniff, and the spiritual power that had been greatly depleted from refining medicinal herbs over the past few days was instantly replenished.

The depleted and weary sea of ​​consciousness instantly became full and clear, and the whole body felt comfortable.

"The essence of the divine soul is pure and profound; it truly is a top-tier treasure."

Fang Xuan smiled calmly and gradually guided these divine soul essences into the body of the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor.

In the desolate realm, the yellow sand stretches endlessly, and the silence is eerily profound.

......

Today, Wendao Mountain is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and is filled with joy.

The mountaintop is shrouded in a sea of ​​clouds, with spiritual energy flowing through it and colorful clouds drifting by, showcasing the magnificent grandeur of a top-tier sect.

In particular, the Wendao Square, the core venue for the investiture ceremony of the Holy Son, was packed with people and bustling with activity.

This giant plaza, located at the foot of the main peak, is paved with white jade and is extremely spacious, capable of accommodating thousands of people at the same time.

The white jade ground is engraved with ancient array patterns, corresponding to the stars in the sky.

This is the protective formation of the Daoist Sect, the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

The sect was imposing and solemn.

In the very center of the square stands a towering altar, hundreds of feet high, the very altar used by the Holy Son for bestowing titles.

The altar has nine levels, symbolizing the nine levels of martial arts, where one gradually ascends to higher levels.

At this moment, on the viewing platform in the Asking Square, various family forces took their seats according to their status and rank, waiting for the ceremony to begin, and no one overstepped their bounds in the slightest.

Around the square, upright and imposing disciples of the Dao Seeking Sect, dressed in uniform, maintained order.

Looking at the Dao Seeking Sect disciples weaving through the crowd, many representatives of family forces were also horrified.

The disciples who maintain order alone possess such cultivation; no wonder it is a top sect with a thousand-year history.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

As three bell tolls echoed throughout the entire Wendao Mountain, seven figures stepped down from mid-air.

It started slowly, then sped up, and finally, like a streak of light, landed in an empty spot on the high platform.

These are the seven peak masters of the Dao Seeking Sect, led by Zhao Kou.

As soon as the seven appeared, their divine power surged, suppressing the entire area.

The previously noisy and lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet and solemn.

"Greetings, Peak Master Zhao! Greetings, all Peak Masters!"

Someone shouted, and the others cursed him under their breath for being so conspicuous, then shouted even louder.

"We greet Peak Master Zhao and all the Peak Masters!"

A smile appeared on Zhao Kou's serious and cold face.

"I am deeply grateful to all of you for gracing me with your presence."

Zhao Kou cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd, and his voice clearly reached their ears.

"Today is a grand occasion for our sect, a day of universal celebration. Please, everyone, make yourselves at home and take a seat!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone sat down in unison.

Since the auspicious time had not yet arrived, everyone began to talk.

As the host, Zhao Kou personally went out and chatted warmly with the guests who had come from afar, which made many people feel flattered.

Under Zhao Kou's leadership, the atmosphere at the entire Wenda Square became increasingly lively.

Laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Peak Master, the auspicious time is almost here, but..."

Just as Zhao Kou was about to return to the high platform after making a rounds, Liu Que rushed over and whispered, "The representatives from Beast Taming Mountain and Qingyun Sect haven't arrived yet."

"Oh?"

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Kou's eyes, and he let out a cold snort.

"This is a deliberate attempt to slap the face of my Dao Seeking Sect."

Upon hearing this, Liu Que broke out in a cold sweat.

Because of his previous poor performance, he was even disqualified from being promoted to an inner sect elder.

If this matter is not handled well, Zhao Kou will blame you, and you will have no chance of advancement in the future.

"Ignore them, the ceremony will proceed as planned."

Zhao Kou glanced at Liu Que and said, "How are the arrangements for what I asked you to prepare going?"

"Reporting to the Peak Master, everything is ready."

Liu Que's spirits lifted, and he said, "No one, no matter who it is, should try to influence the investiture of the Holy Son."

Zhao Kou grunted and said, "Remember, I will not allow any accidents to happen, or you'll have to consider the consequences!"

"Yes, yes, absolutely not."

After Zhao Kou left, Liu Que wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"This is my last chance!"

Liu Que gritted his teeth and said in a chilling voice, "Anyone who dares to ruin my grand plan, I will skin them alive!"

"Hey!"

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of cranes flew in from both sides of the square, circling above it and emitting loud cries.

The auspicious time has arrived!

The entire Wendao Square fell silent in an instant.

"Heaven and Earth bear witness to the Dao, and the sect inherits its lineage!"

On the high platform, Zhao Kou slowly rose, his gaze sweeping across the entire area, his voice booming like a bell, echoing throughout the entire Wen Dao Mountain.

"Zhao Qingcang, a disciple of my Daoist Sect, possesses unparalleled talent, a naturally perfected Daoist physique, and surpasses his contemporaries; he is worthy of the important responsibility of becoming a Holy Son!"

Zhao Kou's voice suddenly rose.

"At this auspicious time, the investiture ceremony officially begins!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

As the sound faded, nine bells rang out in succession, echoing throughout the entire Wendao Mountain and spreading for miles around.

"Please, Holy Son!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhao Kou unleashed a surge of spiritual energy that swept across the heavens.

"Please, Holy Son!"

"Please, Holy Son!!"

"Please, Holy Son!!!"

The peak masters, elders, and disciples all roared in unison.

Its sound was so loud that it drowned out the previous nine bell tolls, creating a deafening roar.

All those who witnessed the ceremony felt their breathing become labored, and even the circulation of qi and blood within their bodies became extremely difficult.

At this moment, the true strength and power of top sects are revealed.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, perfectly suppressing the sound waves once again.

Everyone instinctively looked up, their pupils shrinking in unison.

High above, a tall, slender figure strode down.

He was wearing a black robe with dragon patterns, and a slight smile played on his thin lips.

Against the backdrop of the sky, on the stage of the earth.

He was dashing and had an extraordinary presence.

He was like the protagonist of heaven and earth, surrounded by an aura of unparalleled sharpness.

Holy Son of the Daoist Sect!

Zhao Qingcang!

As the first step is taken, spiritual energy gathers.

As the second step was taken, colorful clouds rolled in.

As the third step was completed, timely rain fell from the sky.

Step four, step five, step six...

After the ninth step, streaks of colorful light emanated from Zhao Qingcang's body, echoing the heavens and earth.

One step at a time, a world unfolds.

"What an exaggerated phenomenon! Is this the innate Dao body? Truly domineering!"

As Zhao Qingcang continued to display extraordinary phenomena, countless people were filled with horror and envy.

Innate Dao Body, Holy Son of a Sect, Extraordinary Phenomena Abound...

Any one of these things is a luxury that people like them wouldn't even dare to dream of.

They were merely witnesses.

The protagonist is Zhao Qingcang, a martial arts prodigy with a tall and imposing figure and an aura of dominance!

Zhao Qingcang took the final step and stood firmly on the altar.

"A treasure bestowed!"

Zhao Kou gave a cold shout, and two spirit cranes flew over together, circling around Zhao Qingcang.

A creature holding a precious armor in its mouth.

A short gun held in its mouth.

The armor is a fifth-grade defensive weapon, known as the Daoist Treasure Armor.

The spear is a battle spear for seeking enlightenment, a fifth-rank weapon for killing and conquest.

Both weapons are treasures of the Dao Seeking Sect, and their quality can be upgraded as the master's cultivation level increases.

"This disciple thanks the sect for the reward!"

Zhao Qingcang reached out and took the two weapons, his voice gentle yet authoritative.

"Congratulations to the Holy Son!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Zhao Kou unleashed an excited roar and cheer that resounded across the vast sky, stirring up the clouds.

"The Zhao family of Zhongzhou congratulates the Holy Son of Qingcang!"

"The Duan family of Zhongzhou congratulates the Holy Son of Qingcang!"

"The Duanmu family of Zhongzhou congratulates the Holy Son of Qingcang!"

"..."

Following the bestowal of treasures by the sect, various families and forces began to present gifts to celebrate Zhao Qingcang's investiture as a holy son.

In an instant, the investiture ceremony reached its climax.

"That's really impressive."

At the edge of the platform, Su Yang looked at Zhao Qingcang on the altar with envy, then chuckled and said, "Luckily, he's my brother-in-law."

Looking at Su Yang's smug face, many people secretly despised him.

"Senior Brother Changfeng, do you really think Fang Xuan will come?"

At the edge of the square, Qi Changfeng, Wan Rong, and several other familiar disciples gathered here, their hearts surging with excitement as they gazed at the young man who was the center of attention.

Upon hearing this, a similarly young face suddenly appeared in Qi Changfeng's mind.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips as he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I heard he's in Dao Asking City. If the elders hadn't given the order, disciples would have already gone to cause him trouble!"

"I actually hope he can come!"

Wan Rong sneered, "Otherwise, I'd be the first to not let him off!"

"He even killed Deacon Zhao, are you sure you're a match for him?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Rong's face twitched, and he said resentfully, "Zhao Yao is just a mere steward; his cultivation is all supported by pills. How can he compare to us inner disciples?"

"Brother Wan is right."

Another disciple said, "I also heard that Fang Xuan only managed to kill Zhao Yao that day by launching a sneak attack. In a direct confrontation, we could easily crush him with one hand."

Listening to their conversation, Qi Changfeng felt inexplicably irritated.

"Senior Brother Changfeng, the ceremony isn't over yet, where are you going?"

"Just browsing around."

Qi Changfeng waved his hand, but after taking only two steps, he involuntarily stopped in his tracks and then suddenly looked up.

Not only him, but everyone in the square looked up at the sky, their faces filled with horror.

Because on the horizon, a colossal creature, hundreds of meters in size, was heading towards Wendao Mountain.

It was a giant elephant.

Its body is majestic, covered in armor and stone, and it walks on air.

Each step he took shook the void, and the heavy, savage beastly might swept across the sky, making the entire arena still.

Before the giant elephant even got close, a loud laugh could be heard from afar.

"Mount Yu Beast, a celebration for the Holy Son Qing Cang of the Dao Seeking Sect!"

These words shocked the audience.

People from Beast Taming Mountain have arrived!

Just as they were filled with horror, on the other side, a huge cloud boat, a hundred meters long, also came riding the wind.

"Qingyun Sect congratulates the Holy Son Qingcang of the Dao Seeking Sect!"

The people from Qingyun Sect have also arrived!

Everyone's eyes widened, their hearts pounding with excitement.

The Grand Ceremony of the Holy Son of the Daoist Sect brought together the three major sects.

Such a grand scene is a once-in-a-century event.