Chapter 1005: Loose Immortal's Divine Sense

Fang Chen looked at Zhao Mingxuan. "What are you smirking about?"

Zhao Mingxuan's sneer faltered, and he squeezed a forced smile. "You misunderstand...."

Fang Chen laughed. "Do you think your father can stop me?"

At that moment, although Sun Gu and the others had become wandering souls, they could faintly hear the sound of thunder and wind roaring in the distance.

Clearly, a powerful being was heading toward them at an extremely fast speed.

Without a doubt, this was a second rank Loose Immortal from Yunlu City.

Zhao Mingxuan's life lantern had to have gone out when he died, giving the Loose Immortal the exact location of Zhao Mingxuan's death.

A glimmer of hope shone in Sun Gu's eyes.

Hurry, hurry!

Nangong Yuancheng discreetly glanced into the distance, then fell silent.

Eyes siffusing with contempt, Zhao Mingxuan spoke. "My father is a second rank Loose Immortal who has been guarding Yunlu City for thousands of years. From the moment he ascended to a Loose Immortal to this day, he has killed 16 first rank Loose Immortals and severely injured 3 second rank Loose Immortals."

His smile grew more smug. "I might have died today, but you will come join me soon. No matter what background you have, my father will investigate everything."

As his words fell, Zhao Mingxuan suddenly froze, seeing that a road filled with thick fog had appeared in front of Fang Chen.

"Let's go," said Fang Chen, smiling and taking the lead into the underworld.

Empress Ci waved her hand, her sleeve sweeping up everyone as they entered the path to the underworld.

Half an hour later, an old man dressed in a robe adorned with the sun and moon suddenly appeared. The thunderous noise in the sky continued for quite some time before stopping.

The old man sniffed the air, catching a faint scent of blood, then inspected the scene, noticing several traces of blood mist and some fragments of flesh. His face immediately darkened.

He looked around, his divine sense gushing out like a spring, spreading in all directions. In an instant, his senses enveloped everything within ten thousand miles.

At this moment, whether monks secluded in their caves meditating or those fighting for treasures felt their scalp tingle, as if invisible eyes were watching them.

"A Loose Immortal's divine sense is passing through!"

Many cultivators perked up, showing respectful expressions. They immediately ceased all their activities and waited patiently until the divine sense retracted.

In the wilderness, bustling cities, and strange secret realms, countless people stood still. Some cultivators with lower cultivation bases didn't understand why these people had suddenly stopped moving. One asked curiously, "What's going on? Why is everyone standing still?"

"Quiet! A Loose Immortal's divine sense is passing through!"

"A Loose Immortal!? Where? I don't see anything."

Pfft!

The speaker instantly turned into a mist of blood.

Seeing this, everyone else broke out in cold sweat and held their breath.

After an unknown length of time, when the unsettling feeling finally disappeared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was only then that they realized that a layer of cold sweat had covered them.

This Loose Immortal was surely looking for someone, and his chilling and terrifying presence suggested that someone had offended him.

In Yunlu City.

Several Ascension Realm cultivators stood before the old man, all appearing uneasy, heads bowed in silence.

"Who has Mingxuan offended these past few days?" The old man asked. "Who was he trying to deal with that he had to bring Lin Wei with him?"

The Ascension Realm cultivators looked at each other. Lin Wei was Yunlu City's only Ascension Realm sword cultivator, far stronger than them. But because he sought not the path of eternal life but rather handled dirty work, his status was not as high as theirs.

Zhao Mingxuan had brought Lin Wei out, and both ended up dead? Even Lin Wei had fallen? Were they declaring war on a Loose Immortal?

"Lord, I heard that the young master did have a conflict in the Multi Treasure Trading Company.... But the person he had a conflict with was just a swordsman under Long Ruo of the Long Family's second branch. Although it's said that this swordsman seemed to have comprehended the Sword Domain, surely a mere Enlightenment Realm sword cultivator couldn't pose a threat to the young master?"

"Check the background of that sword cultivator. I need to know who killed Mingxuan. I've been in seclusion for many years; do some think I'm in my twilight years, waiting to be buried like those old beings?" A faint gleam flashed in the old man's eyes. "They will be disappointed."

The next moment, a massive aura burst forth from him, gathering into a vision of the sun and moon in the void.

Instantly, Loose Immortals from all over Qiufeng stepped out of their caves, looking at this phenomenon speechlessly for a long time.

"The one from Yunlu City... quietly advanced to the third rank..."

"A third rank Loose Immortal, a top existence in the world, and another thousand years to live."

"With Yunlu City's fate extended for another thousand years, it's time to visit him and catch up."

In less than an hour, the four great clans, three sects, one holy land, and their various sub-sects and noble families all received the news of the second rank Loose Immortal from Yunlu City advancing to the third rank.

At the same time, they learned even more explosive news from within Yunlu City—Zhao Mingxuan was dead, and along with him, Nangong Yuancheng and Sun Gu from the Sun Family were likely killed as well.

At this moment, everyone understood why the figure from Yunlu City revealed his cultivation level and ceased his low-profile cultivation.

Days later, Long Ruo arrived at the Long Family, her face ashen as she and Fu Donghai headed towards the second branch.

Fu Donghai whispered, "Young Lady, I think we should let this matter go... I'll speak to the main family, and I believe they won't dare to say much..."

Long Ruo glanced at Fu Donghai. "Are you doing this because he killed Xue Zhong?"

Fu Donghai's expression changed slightly, and he said quietly, "I wouldn't dare, but that person is likely already dead, and opposing Yunlu City over a dead man... isn't worthwhile. I'm worried others might use this incident to target you."

"Since when was I afraid of anyone. Are you?" Long Ruo replied indifferently.

Fu Donghai immediately responded, "Of course not. If not for your favor, I wouldn't have become the head of the Ninth Sword Academy, nor would my master value me so highly!"

"That's good."

Long Ruo snorted coldly and continued walking forward.

Fu Donghai hurriedly followed, his face showing a hint of gloom.

Long Ruo planned to go directly to Long Ao to report the matter, requesting him to confront Yunlu City. However, just as she reached the courtyard gate, she was stopped by her younger brother.

Long Liang softly said, "Sister, when did you come back? Dad and the others are discussing important matters; don't disturb them now. Even the old master has appeared, and several uncles are there too."

Long Ruo was surprised. "Discussing important matters? What matters?"

Had the old master also come out of seclusion? Wasn't he in seclusion, trying to break through to the third rank?

"I heard... Zhao Mingxuan of Yunlu City is dead, but that's not all. His father, Zhao Yunlu, has ascended to the third rank!"

Long Liang was trying to act very mysteriously, so when he saw the shock on the faces of Long Ruo and Fu Donghai, he smiled satisfactorily.

Long Ruo subconsciously looked at Fu Donghai. "Zhao Mingxuan... is dead..."

"Sister, didn't you just come back from Yunlu City? Did you see Zhao Mingxuan?"

Long Liang asked curiously, "I wonder who this young man offended to be killed just like that. Now that the person from Yunlu City has ascended to the third rank, he surely won't let it go. There will definitely be movements soon. Father and uncles are discussing this matter, trying not to provoke him, so as not to affect the Long Family's business."

Long Ruo's gaze sharpened as she transmitted to Fu Donghai. "Don't speak a word about what happened to anyone, understand?"

"I understand..." replied Fu Donghai, nodding.

Fu Donghai's expression was grave, his eyes filled with suspicion.