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The Legend of the Immortals Prequel: Wilderness Journey
Dao Xuan thought for a moment and ultimately decided to find an opportunity to speak with Zheng Tong, Master Uncle. Regardless of whether it would be useful, Tian Buyi, his junior brother, was still following Wan Shidi and others into the wilderness, risking life and death. This was for the Azure Cloud Sect and Lower Mortal Beings. No matter what, this was an unavoidable fact. Dao Xuan felt that this alone was worth him saying a few words for Tian Buyi.
Having come to this realization, Dao Xuan felt a bit lighter, perhaps having resolved a knot in his heart. He continued on his way to Yuqing Palace with a brisk pace. However, as he walked, he suddenly felt a heaviness in his heart, as if there was something about today’s events that he had overlooked, something that seemed off…
What could it be?
Dao Xuan slowly stopped in his tracks, raised his head to gaze into the distance. The Yuqing Hall atop Tongfeng stood majestic and towering, like a giant looming over the peaks of the mountains. In comparison, humans appeared as insignificant as ants.
Dao Xuan stared at the hall, furrowing his brows as he carefully recalled and pondered. It seemed there had always been a voice in his heart indicating that there was indeed something he had overlooked.
He meticulously went through his itinerary from beginning to end, contemplating where this inexplicable sense of unease was coming from. Finally, suddenly, a light seemed to flash before his eyes, like a bolt of lightning racing through his mind, illuminating his doubts and leading him to the source of his questions.
Where is Baishi?
That Dao Child, where is Baishi?
Su Ru had come to find Dao Xuan, asking about Baishi, and then was taken by Baishi to the Back Mountain Ancestor Hall. Meanwhile, Dao Xuan had gone along and brought back Su Ru. But during this time, where did the guiding Baishi go?
Did he just suddenly disappear…?
Wilderness, Demon Cult Holy Temple.
In the great hall, the atmosphere was tense as it had been for the past few days, with swords drawn and voices raised. Important figures from dozens of sects within the Demon Cult gathered here, arguing incessantly.
This day was no different; many individuals were red-faced from shouting, and in their agitation, foul language slipped out. It was common to hear insults directed at each other's families and ancestors. Some, unable to control their tempers or articulate their words properly, resorted to physical confrontations. Fortunately, this was the holy ground of the Demon Cult, where many skilled practitioners were present to suppress the chaos.
At the forefront of the shouting were mostly the leaders of mid-tier sects, while the most powerful sects within the Demon Cult and its highest-ranking individuals maintained a calm demeanor for most of the time. Aside from the Ghost King Sect, which unexpectedly did not attend Barbaric Sacred Hall, Wandu Sect, Changsheng Hall, and Heavenly Joy Sect were all present.
Among the three major sects, the leader of Wandu Sect remained Poison God. As for Changsheng Hall and Heavenly Joy Sect, they had both changed leaders, but it was not unexpected. Changsheng Hall was now led by Yuyangzi, while Heavenly Joy Sect had been taken over by Three Marvelous Fairies.
The crowd gathered in this Sanctuary, arguing under the towering statues of the two Holy Mothers and Ming Wang. In essence, they were redistributing power within the Demon Cult following the death of former leader Qiu Wangyu. Although it appeared that many factions existed within the Sanctuary, they were clearly divided into several groups, with the three major sects being the most powerful, controlling about ninety percent of the influence. Besides them, there were a few independent sects that did not affiliate with any major faction; some originally belonged to Ghost King Sect, while others had a long history but had weakened over time yet refused to submit to stronger powers, such as Blood Refining Hall.
Of course, there were also some important figures without any sect affiliation present in this hall—specifically three: Qinglong, Baihu, and Zhuque—who were once followers of former leader Qiu Wangyu known as the Demon Cult's Four Great Saints. Another figure, the Xuanwu Saint Envoy, had left without even returning to Barbaric Sacred Hall.
Among the three major sects, Wandu Sect harbored the greatest ambitions and was even eyeing the position of leader, which drew hostility from many other sects.
It was no joke; how many leaders had unified the Demon Cult throughout its long history? Almost all were extraordinary heroes. What qualifications did you, Old Poison, have to covet such a divine seat?
The other two sects had clear stances: Changsheng Hall insisted on claiming Wilderness for themselves as guardians of Barbaric Sacred Hall, remaining indifferent to other matters. Meanwhile, Heavenly Joy Sect appeared relatively low-key with an ambiguous attitude, seemingly observing the situation.
After all, both new leaders from Changsheng Hall and Heavenly Joy Sect, Yuyangzi and San Miao, had received favors from Poison God after the battle at Azure Cloud Mountain. However, in this current setting, they decisively turned against him, prioritizing their own sect's interests without any intention of yielding to Wandu Sect, which left many members of Wandu Sect looking displeased.
As for Qinglong and others, they remained silent observers for most of the time.
In the Barbaric Sacred Hall, many had argued for days, and quite a few were already weary. However, this was a critical moment for the Demon Sect, which had not seen such a significant change in over a hundred years. At this time, gaining even a little more benefit would lead to greater rewards in the future, so no one dared to slack off.
The Wandu Sect was the strongest and had the greatest ambition. The Poison God even coveted the position of the sect leader, making it natural for him to become the target of many attacks from various sects. In the end, even Changsheng Hall's Yuyangzi spoke bluntly: “Poison God, your qualifications are sufficient, but in our Holy Sect, the position of sect leader has never been determined by qualifications. If you do not have the opportunity to enter Mingyuan and gain supreme Daoist power to suppress others, I’m afraid our Changsheng Hall cannot agree.”
He represented the powerful lineage of Changsheng Hall, and his words rang out clearly, directly targeting the Wandu Sect. This immediately drew countless voices of agreement from within the hall, making the faces of those from Wandu Sect look very grim.
The Poison God cursed silently after thinking of a traitor but quickly regained his composure. He stood up and nodded at Yuyangzi, only smiling as he said, “Oh, so what everyone is concerned about is indeed related to the inheritance of Mingyuan?”
Yuyangzi replied loudly, “Exactly.”
The Poison God pondered for a moment and said, “In that case, I must also try to go to Mingyuan.”
Yuyangzi laughed heartily, and those around him also burst into laughter.
San Miao smiled and said, “Senior Poison God, that Mingyuan is not so easy to access. Do you really think you have some opportunity?”
A glint flashed in the Poison God's eyes, but he did not answer. He merely sighed and said, “Since you never listen to my good advice, if this is my only path left, I must give it a try.”
Everyone laughed again, appearing quite dismissive. However, at that moment, a sudden shout rang out from afar, followed by a voice yelling, “Oh no! The Sermon Hall is on fire!”
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