He wanted to see me, so he had to come!

Zhao Hongmeng sighed slightly, with a hint of undisguised loss.

In the hundreds of thousands of years since the Heavenly Tome Academy established itself in Eastern Continent, even the three great holy lands of Taiyi Gate, Mingyue, Litian, and Da Shi, which were secretly the leaders of the ten great holy lands, had to treat it with courtesy.

They were equals.

Who would have thought there would be such a day?

To be summoned and dare not refuse, forced to come!

In fact, he had not even spoken. It was just the fierce killing intent in the dark that made them tremble with fear.

"Is it him?"

The blue-robed Taoist was shaken and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he sighed deeply:

"Eastern Continent has truly changed..."

This day had been guessed at as early as decades ago, after Yuan Yang Dao Ren emerged, but no one thought it would really become a reality.

And that it would come so quickly and unexpectedly.

Although a Marquis-level powerhouse was indeed powerful and invincible in the current world where the heavens and earth had changed, the various sects and holy lands still had their foundations and believed that suppressing him might not be possible.

But self-preservation was no problem.

However, in the battle in the Myriad Dharma Pavilion, Yuan Yang Dao Ren's invincible combat power was one thing, but the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower's faint acknowledgment of him was the reason for the horror in the hearts of many sects.

A Marquis-level powerhouse who transcended the current Eastern Continent system, whose combat power was outstanding, invincible at the same level, and who most likely possessed a supreme treasure.

Was enough to make anyone fearful, apprehensive, and even terrified.

"Yes, Eastern Continent is about to change..."

Zhao Hongmeng's eyes were deep, filled with emotion and desolation.

The strong were worthy of awe, and power was not terrible, provided it did not get out of control.

But this Yuan Yang Dao Ren was capricious and acted without any scruples. Such a person was more frightening than his power itself.

Just like the palpitations that suddenly arose in his heart when he was sitting in seclusion.

He knew very well what that meant: if he didn't come, he would truly 'visit' him.

The example of the Butian Pavilion was not far away. That Taoist was not a soft-hearted person.

Whoosh~

The churning airflow dispersed the bloodiness in the sky.

A giant bird spread its wings and blotted out the sky, its shadow hanging down for thousands of miles, covering a large area of mountains and land.

"The 'Ancient Golden Luan' of the Taiyi Gate!"

The blue-robed Taoist's eyes flickered slightly as he saw the old Taoist standing against the wind with his hands behind his back.

The leader of the Taiyi Gate had also come...

Whoosh~

The strong wind beat against his face, like a blade of gang cutting at his body, his Dharma robe moving like waves.

"Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower..."

Lan Shuixian looked down at the long sky, his eyes falling on the mountain range of hundreds of thousands of miles lying like a dragon, and the towering clock tower above it.

Although the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower had not recovered at this time, the aura of its previous recovery still remained.

Threads of it were fainter than wind and clouds, but they had a sacred and majestic feeling that made people dare not look directly at them.

"Senior Brother Lan..."

Thirty years seemed to have left no trace on Mo Bao Bao. His childish face was still the same, and his voice was still childish.

At this time, his voice was very low, and he no longer had his usual playfulness. He seemed very unaccustomed to it.

"What's wrong?"

Lan Shuixian glanced at the latter indifferently and couldn't help shaking his head: "Bao Bao, you're not young anymore, why are you still so playful?

If you really want to go to Central Continent, go ask the leader yourself."

He saw through his thoughts at a glance.

Although Mo Bao Bao was the Taiyi Gate leader's son born in old age, the relationship between father and son was not very good. The main reason was that Mo Bao Bao's personality was too playful and he couldn't stand his father's rigidness.

Whenever father and son were together, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

"Sigh."

Mo Bao Bao's face collapsed. If he dared, would he still need to ask Lan Shuixian?

"Shuixian."

At this time, the leader of the Taiyi Gate spoke.

The airflow at a height of ten thousand feet was violent, but it could not blow away his calm voice: "This trip to the Litian Holy Land, you will be the leader in everything. If there are those who disagree, you can deal with them yourself."

Lan Shuixian was slightly startled, then nodded and responded, "Leader, rest assured."

The changes in the heavens and earth in the past thirty years have been minimal, but this was not the case for individuals.

After the great change in the heavens and earth thirty years ago, many major sects and holy lands, including the Taiyi Gate, were fully cultivating the geniuses within their sects.

Lan Shuixian had condensed the Eastern Continent Divine Body and had great potential, so naturally he would not be an exception.

The improvement in strength naturally also represented an increase in status.

"However, why did the leader suddenly come out of seclusion?"

Lan Shuixian looked at the old Taoist and voiced his doubts.

Thirty years ago, in Tianjiao City, the leader of the Taiyi Gate activated the 'Gate of All Wonders' to suppress the Kings' Platform. After the battle, Emperor Tianding disappeared without a trace.

But the old Taoist's loss was also great.

"Did the leader suddenly come out of seclusion because of the aura of the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower before?"

There were quite a few people on the Ancient Golden Luan.

In addition to the few true disciples of the Taiyi Gate, there were also several elders. They were the ones who were going to the Myriad Dharma Pavilion and the Litian Holy Land to investigate the dragon clan's invasion.

But the leader of the Taiyi Gate suddenly came.

At this time, a group of people had doubts in their hearts, but they did not dare to ask because of the leader's power. Naturally, some people asked as Lan Shuixian asked.

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

The leader of the Taiyi Gate stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm:

"You just need to do your own thing. This trip to the Litian Holy Land to inquire about the dragon clan's invasion must not conflict with the Litian Holy Land!"

"Yes!"

The group could only suppress the doubts in their hearts.

Watching the old Taoist step out and transform into a divine light, piercing through the void and falling towards the distant Myriad Dharma Mountain Range.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

As the old Taoist stepped out, a gust of wind suddenly whistled in the long sky.

A vast sound, like a cloud hanging from the sky, covered hundreds of miles of sky. The wind and clouds were its tongue, spreading for tens of thousands of miles:

"Feng Qingcang has accepted the invitation and seeks to see the true face of my friend!"

Boom!

Divine light burst out, illuminating the long sky.

A slender, burly figure stepped on the void, his footsteps like drumbeats echoing up and down the clouds.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

The divine light hung down between the heavens and the earth, triggering a chain reaction.

One after another, ethereal, detached, cold, or overbearing figures stepped out from various voids.

Some came alone, others were surrounded by many people, approaching the location of the Myriad Dharma Pavilion's mountain gate.

"Feng Qingcang, Lord of Jingyang Mountain!"

"The 'Ancient Golden Luan' of the Taiyi Gate! The leader of the Taiyi Gate has also come!"

"Zhao Hongmeng, the Head of the Heavenly Tome Academy..."

"The Leader of the Vacuum Dao..."

…

With Feng Qingcang's long roar, the heavens and the earth were immediately filled with powerful auras.

For a time, the spiritual energy in the long sky rolled, the vitality boiled, and the earth shook.

The many cultivators running in the Myriad Dharma Mountains were startled by the aura, and they all looked up at the powerful figures.

First shocked, then horrified.

Some people were very vigilant, and when they saw the arrival of many leaders, they immediately felt that something was wrong.

No one knew why they had come.

But so many leaders appearing almost at the same time was obviously not a small matter. The last time there was such a formation.

Was still the battle of the Kings on the Tianjiao City thirty years ago.

Associating it with the events in the Myriad Dharma Pavilion at this time, everyone felt a tightness in their breathing and their scalps tingled.

Immediately, many disciples of the Myriad Dharma Pavilion had already begun to retreat, but not towards the outside of the mountain, but towards the mountain gate.

The battle of cultivators was like a disaster for mortals, and the battle between great powers was also a disaster for them!

With the power of the great powers' divine abilities, if a battle really broke out, they would have nowhere to escape under the aftershocks.

They could only rely on the mountain gate's great formation!

"These people, are they here to be enemies with that Yuan Yang Dao Ren..."

Somewhere in the Myriad Dharma Mountains, Chu Yunyang's eyes moved slightly, somewhat surprised: "Could it be that I was wrong? Do these leaders of the Eastern Continent still have some backbone?"

"There's something strange about this..."

Zhao Zhen's expression was also a little strange.

Not to mention that Yuan Yang Dao Ren most likely had the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower's recognition, even if he didn't, with his cultivation holding a King-Sealing Spiritual Treasure, he was already invincible in the Eastern Continent.

If these leaders really came to target Yuan Yang Dao Ren, then what backbone were they talking about?

They were all completely mad.

Did they really think that their ancestors' legacy could protect them for thousands of generations, eternally invincible?

"It's Feng Qingcang!"

Within the mountain gate of the Myriad Dharma Pavilion, the expressions of many elders changed, and Zhu Gong stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and uncertainty.

"It's not just Feng Qingcang, there's also Zhao Hongmeng..."

"Why have they all come?"

Miao Meng's brow was also furrowed. She had already seen the many leaders stepping towards the mountain gate.

"Leader, could it be that they came for Yuan Yang Dao Ren?"

An elder's expression changed slightly as he guessed something.

"Except for the Lingtian Sect, which has yet to confirm its leader, several major leaders have come!"

In the main hall, all the elders stood up.

The simultaneous arrival of the leaders of the various sects could not possibly be a coincidence.

Just like the previous battle of the Kings, there had been private exchanges.

But at this time, so many leaders came together without notifying the Myriad Dharma Pavilion in advance. The implications of this made the faces of all the elders present somewhat unsightly.

One wave had not yet subsided, and another had risen.

The fact that Yuan Yang Dao Ren was staying at the mountain gate, and that he might even be recognized by the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower, had already given them a headache.

If these leaders came to strangle Yuan Yang Dao Ren as they had thirty years ago, their trouble would be too great.

They had to know that Yuan Yang Dao Ren was still in the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower at this time!

If such a battle were to take place within the mountain gate, the Myriad Dharma Pavilion would probably disappear from the Eastern Continent like the Extinction Path.

"Whoosh!"

While the elders were still guessing, Miao Meng had already stepped out and ascended to the long sky amidst the divine light:

"Have you all come together because you see that my Myriad Dharma Pavilion has been severely damaged and you want to make things difficult for us?!"

Her aura was deep and powerful, without the slightest weakness after a great battle. Even when facing the leaders who had cultivated for more years than her, she was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Make things difficult?"

Zhao Hongmeng's expression changed, but Feng Qingcang had already looked at the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower, his tone subtle, with a complex and inexplicable feeling:

"Do you think we wanted to come?"

"Is there anyone who can force you to come?"

Miao Meng sneered first, then seemed to remember something, and her heart shook.

She suddenly raised her head and saw a figure gradually appearing from nothing, from virtual to real, under the faint golden light emitted by the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower.

He sat on the top of the Myriad Dharma Dragon Tower, lowered his head slightly, his eyes deep, his tone calm:

"It was me."