“This is Yin Xingtian from the Streamcloud Sword Sect, here to visit the Son of the Stars Nie Tian!” A voice that could pierce through metal and split rocks suddenly echoed out from a distant mountain peak where a large-scale teleportation portal stood.

The voice was as piercing as a sword!

Even though the man was still thousands of kilometers away, his voice arrived in a split second.

Mo Li and the others’ expressions flickered with astonishment and confusion. “Yin Xingtian!”

Taken aback, Mo Qinglei muttered to himself, “Yin Xingtian is the current sectmaster of the Streamcloud Sword Sect. Among the sects that practice the Dao of the sword, they’re probably the second most famous that comes only after the Heaven Span Pavilion. That old patriarch Yin Xingtian is also at the late Saint domain, and he’s from the same generation as Ling Bingyun’s master.”

At this moment, Han Qiong and Kong Shuangjing were bowing their heads and asking for Nie Tian’s forgiveness.

Upon hearing that Yin Xingtian from the Streamcloud Sword Sect had traveled all the way here to meet Nie Tian, they gasped with astonishment as well.

They were peers of Yin Xingtian, though the man was even older than they were.

For ages, Yin Xingtian had been eagerly seeking an opportunity to break through into the God domain.

This was because he was about to reach the end of his lifespan.

If he couldn’t find a way to enter the God domain soon, he would die of old age.

SHEW!

Like streams of glorious light, dozens of flying swords formed into a small boat that sailed over with a gray-robed man standing on it. The man looked skinny, but unusually tall.

As he approached, intense sword intent spread through heaven and earth, ripping even the thick leaden clouds over the Heavenly Thunder Sect’s headquarters into shreds.

A clear sky reappeared over the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

In a flash, the small boat formed by swords arrived in front of Nie Tian.

The gray-robed Yin Xingtian was careful to stop and put the flying swords away in a place that was a short distance from Nie Tian, so that he didn’t descend over Nie Tian’s head, which would be disrespectful.

Upon landing, he tidied his robe and hair, and then walked towards Nie Tian like a learned scholar.

Stopping face-to-face with Nie Tian, he greeted him carefully in ancient etiquettes, which Nie Tian had never seen before, and then said, “This old one is Yin Xingtian. I heard that Brother Mo from the Heavenly Thunder Sect broke through into the God domain thanks to your assistance. So I traveled all the way here, hoping that you’ll lend me a hand when I attempt to make my breakthrough into the God domain.”

“If you can help me enter the God domain, the Streamcloud Sword Sect will be another sword in your hand!”

Without mincing words, Yin Xingtian explicitly expressed his intentions.

The reason why he had gotten here so quickly was because marriages had bound his clan to several other clans in the Domain of Endless Thunder.

The word he had received from those clans had convinced him that when Mo Qianfan’s domain had been on the verge of shattering, Nie Tian had turned the situation around and sent him into the God domain.

He was only certain about this because those blood-related informants had witnessed this personally.

Ling Bingyun from the Ice Soul Divine Sect had made a move to test Nie Tian’s strength because she didn’t have such informants.

The Qi warriors from the Domain of Endless Thunder started discussing this among themselves.

“He’s using the Streamcloud Sword Sect as his leverage to have Nie Tian help him enter the God domain!”

“His sect for him entering the God domain... It’s actually a winning deal.”

“I didn’t expect Patriarch Yin to be so decisive!”

Han Qiong and Kong Shuangjing, who were begging for Nie Tian’s forgiveness, suddenly felt embarrassed.

“You...?” Yin Xingtian went blank for a moment upon seeing them. Then, assuming to know their intentions, he nodded at Ling Bingyun and said, “I’m impressed, kid. I suppose you also learned that Nie Tian could help late Saint domain cultivators enter the God domain, and thus came here from the Domain of Frigid Frost, right?”

A slightly awkward look appeared on Ling Bingyun’s face as she said, “No.”

Yin Xingtian was from the same generation as her master and had been stuck at the late Saint domain for who-knew-how-many years. Besides, the sword incantations he practiced were terrifyingly mighty. Therefore, even Ling Bingyun felt great pressure when facing him.

A confused look appeared in Yin Xingtian’s eyes. “No?”

However, he rapidly lost interest in those from the Ice Soul Divine Sect, going back to fixing Nie Tian with an inquiring look.

Nie Tian smiled bitterly in his heart.

He hadn’t expected there to be such strong consequences after he had helped Mo Qianfan enter the God domain with a Profound Truths Crystal.

That Profound Truths Crystal had been refined from the heart of a tenth grade Thunder-devouring Whale, which agreed with Mo Qianfan’s cultivate attribute. However, this Yin Xingtian in front of him practiced sword incantations...

“Well...” Nie Tian thought he should explain.

“There’s no rush. Why don’t you take some time to think about it?” Yin Xingtian said with an understanding expression. “No matter what decision you make, I’ll understand. I don’t have much time left anyways. I might as well take a shot. Whether I succeed or not, there won’t be regrets...”

A sad look appeared on his face.

“Not much time left...” Nie Tian thought to himself. Then, he secretly examined Yin Xingtian with his bloodline power, and discovered that this sectmaster of the Streamcloud Sword Sect was facing the same problem Master Blood Spirit had faced: he was running out of his lifespan.

“Lifespan...” A meaningful expression appeared on Nie Tian’s face as an idea came to him. “The man is at the late Saint domain and practices sword incantations. And his sect possesses profound reserve power. I’d better learn more about his temperament. If I can imprison his soul and extend his lifespan the way I did with Master Blood Spirit...”

Nie Tian’s eyes gradually lit up.

“Okay, allow me to think about it,” Nie Tian said. “Since your situation is a bit complicated, I can’t give you a promise now.”

“Of course,” Yin Xingtian quickly replied.

“Well.” Nie Tian then turned his head towards Ling Bingyun, Han Qiong, and Kong Shuangjing again and said, “This thing between Sectmaster Ling and me isn’t so easily dealt with. Besides, it’s not you two who should apologize.”

Han Qiong and Kong Shuangjing’s expressions flickered.

This gave them headaches. They knew far too well that even though it was easy for them to apologize, it was extremely hard for Ling Bingyun to apologize to anyone.

A frosty aura filled Ling Bingyun’s eyes as she said, “The Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace isn’t that strong anymore, with all thirteen of its subordinate domains in rebellion and its sectmaster and grand elder missing. You should be busy putting out fires for your sect now, but instead you idle about and make enemies? Why don’t you go end your trouble with the Primal Yang Sect before demanding that I apologize to you?”

With these words, she turned around and flew off towards the berthed ice starship, ignoring Han Qiong and Kong Shuangjing’s dissuasion.

“Nie Tian... Umm...” Han Qiong stuttered with an awkward expression, not knowing what to do.

Nie Tian let out a cold harrumph. “Alright. I’ll pay Sectmaster Ling a visit after I put an end to the Primal Yang Sect’s rebellion.

“However, things will be different then...”

Both Han Qiong and Kong Shuangjing had a headache over the situation. However, since Ling Bingyun was their sectmaster, they figured that they’d better not disagree with her in front of others.

Therefore, they had to apologize to Nie Tian again before quickly returning to the ice starship.

“That girl from the Ice Soul Divine Sect is acting wilfully again,” Yin Xingtian thought to himself, looking at the ice starship in the distance.

Just as the Ice Soul Divine Sect’s starship was about to leave, two voices suddenly echoed out from the distant sky.

“This is the Heavenly Spirit Sect, here to visit Son of the Stars Nie Tian!”

“The Ancient Law Sect wishes to meet Nie Tian!”

They were so resounding and clear that every Qi warrior in the Heavenly Thunder Sect’s vicinity caught every word of them.

Han Qiong took a tumble as he landed on the ice starship, his expression growing even grimmer. “The Heavenly Spirit Sect! And the Ancient Law Sect!”