Chapter 197: So This Is the Profound Sun Holy Son?
“I heard something major happened in the Phoenix Origin Secret Realm… and now this person is taking action on Li Xun’s behalf. Could it be that they've known each other all along?”
The third princess murmured softly to herself, her eyes gleaming with intrigue.
The events inside the Phoenix Origin Secret Realm had been heavily suppressed by the Great Zhou Empire, even as a princess, she only knew bits and pieces—likely even less than her eldest brother.
But now, this mysterious figure had intervened for Li Xun. While their identity and gender remained hidden, their stance made it clear that the two were not strangers.
Since she had already considered working with Li Xun, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to lend him a helping hand.
“You are the first person to try to sneak attack me!”
Ge Chongyun’s eyes were filled with murderous frost. Among so many peer-level geniuses, to be caught off guard and even slightly injured by an unknown attacker—this was nothing short of a disgrace.
If he couldn’t kill this person, then the name “Holy Son of the Star-Moon Divine Sect” would become a joke among his peers.
Without hesitation, he raised his other palm. In its center, a primordial character appeared, bursting with divine radiance. It was like grasping a miniature sun—blinding and searing.
Just as he was about to strike, several figures simultaneously stepped in front of him.
“Huh?”
Ge Chongyun froze for a moment.
It was the Great Zhou Empire’s Crown Prince, the Third Princess, the Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Son, and… the Literary Marquis of the Great Chu Dynasty.
While the first few he could understand—he had expected some interference—the presence of the Literary Marquis left him stunned.
Wasn’t the Great Chu Dynasty mortal enemies with Li Xun?
Why would someone like the Literary Marquis stand in his way?
“Yang Yi!”
Chu Lingfeng’s expression darkened considerably.
He spoke in a cold, commanding tone:
“Return to your place!”
“Your Highness,” Yang Yi replied calmly, “Though I serve the Great Chu, I am no royal retainer. What I choose to do is my own decision. No one can command me.”
“You—!”
Chu Lingfeng’s face turned an ugly shade of green.
Just moments ago, he had even been considering helping Ge Chongyun. Who would have thought one of his own companions would betray him first?
First, Ge Chongyun was humiliated.
Now, he himself was made a fool.
Even with years of cultivation in restraint and composure, Chu Lingfeng was barely holding it together. His voice was low and icy:
“Yang Yi, do not think that just because Duke Yang supports you, I won’t dare act. Remember—Li Xun killed Duke Qi from our Great Chu. By aiding this man, you are aligning with Li Xun. And we all know what fate awaits those who stand with him.”
“Don’t ruin your future over a moment of impulsiveness!”
But Yang Yi remained unshaken.
“There’s no need for Your Highness to remind me. I know exactly what I’m doing.”
“Duke Yang certainly raised a fine son,” Chu Lingfeng narrowed his eyes, a flicker of cold light flashing within.
He had always known that back when Li Xun entered the Jade Capital City, he had helped Yang Yi once, and even gifted him something.
No one had cared to investigate what that “gift” was.
But now it seemed that whatever Li Xun had given must have been extraordinary—valuable enough that Yang Yi was now willing to break ties with his own dynasty over it.
Ge Chongyun’s gaze swept over the people in front of him. Finally, he paused slightly on the Third Princess, then turned his eyes to the mysterious figure not far away.
Divine light still surrounded that person. Their features were obscured, and no aura leaked from their body. Yet judging from their previous attack, their strength… might not be quite at the Life and Death Realm, but it wasn’t far off.
Compared to the Life and Death Realm, the possibility of the attacker being only in the Divine Power Realm seemed much more likely.
Ge Chongyun believed that if he truly went head-to-head with the other party, he wouldn’t need much effort at all to kill them. The real complications lay with the Great Zhou Crown Prince, the Third Princess, and of course… the Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Son.
And yet—
“Very well,” Chu Lingfeng nodded slowly.
As his words fell, a chilling killing intent swept across the land, engulfing the surrounding hundreds of miles. The tension crackled as multiple top-tier geniuses—even before the appearance of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect—had already squared off.
No one had expected this.
But the most astonishing part?
They weren’t fighting over treasure, land, or even grudges.
It was because of someone who hadn’t even shown up yet—the Profound Sun Holy Son.
For a moment, countless people who had never met Li Xun found themselves overwhelmed with curiosity.
Just what kind of extraordinary person could cause this many elites to move for his sake?
One had to understand—these people weren’t ordinary.
Every single one represented the will of a powerful sect.
Once they clashed, it would signify a direct conflict between major factions.
‘He’s already come this far?’
Qin Xueyi’s eyes shimmered with surprise.
These geniuses stepped in not for her, but because of Li Xun’s influence.
‘You've helped me several times before,’ Qin Xueyi thought to herself, ‘now it's my turn to stand for you.’
With a gentle step forward, she began walking toward the front lines.
But before she could take more than a few steps—
A brilliant golden radiance descended swiftly from the heavens.
When the light dispersed, it revealed a golden divine chariot.
From it, a group of powerful youths—both male and female—stepped down. The weakest among them were already in the Divine Power Realm, and at the head of them all… stood one in the Life and Death Realm—Li Xun himself.
Dressed in a flowing robe of soft violet, he stood tall and straight, his black hair cascading like a waterfall. His eyebrows slanted sharply toward his temples, and his eyes shone like cold stars—deep and unreadable.
His body gleamed like polished jade, seeming to emit endless divine brilliance.
From the moment he appeared—he became the focal point of heaven and earth.
Just by standing there idly, he suppressed the four corners of the world, silencing even the wind.
“So… this is the Profound Sun Holy Son?”
A young genius murmured in awe.
He was the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Holy Land, and had arrived early to this gathering. As his gaze fell on Li Xun, it only lingered for a moment before quickly shifting away.
He had to admit.
Li Xun’s strength lived up to the rumors.
Even he, proud as he was, felt a faint sense of inferiority.
“Brother Li,” the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou lifted his eyes to the sky, the solemnity on his face giving way to a broad smile.
“The Profound Sun Holy Land is so close, and yet you've taken your time.”
In the past, he had always referred to Li Xun as “Fellow Daoist Li.”
But now, without realizing it, he had begun calling him Brother Li.
Though he was much older than Li Xun, that no longer mattered.
In the cultivation world, strength determined seniority.
If Li Xun were to become a true saint, then no matter his age, everyone present… would have no choice but to call him senior.