Does it come from the heavenly realm, or from various realms outside the heavenly realm?
Where is my own father? Bukankah dia Jinlong?
Then there were people who asked Haotian, “What exactly is his identity?”
David diganggu oleh serangkaian misteri.
After thinking for who knows how long, David covered his head and stopped thinking about it.
Now that we’ve come this far, let’s take it one step at a time. If one day I can’t continue anymore, then I will stop and take a good rest.
Or let your son or grandson continue the line.
After all, he had many women, so he wasn’t afraid of not having a son.
The next morning.
Qingyun Cave Heaven, Martial Arts Arena.
Three hundred Qingyun Cave disciples stood neatly on the training ground, each with the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal, including more than twenty people in the third rank of the Golden Immortal realm.
Even though Qingyun Cave Heaven only had a few residents, everyone there was elite.
They wore uniform blue Daoist robes, with standard Daoist ritual equipment hanging from their waists and various long swords on their backs.
As the morning breeze blew, the robes of the three hundred people fluttered simultaneously, like the surging waves of the blue ocean.
Master Yuxu stood on the high stage of the martial arena, his white hair and beard fluttering in the morning breeze, his blue Daoist robe shimmering faintly in the sunlight.
Behind him stood Yun Yi and several other Golden Immortal Realm elders, each with a serious expression on their faces.
David stood beside Master Yuxu, his purple eyes sweeping across the three hundred disciples on the training ground.
Three hundred pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time, without doubt or hatred, only pure and unconditional trust.
That was the trust Jade Void Immortal had earned through tens of thousands of years of prestige.
Master Yuxu said that he was the inheritor of the Golden Scripture of the Great Luo, the successor of the Daoist ancestors, and the leader of the new generation of the Daoist sect.
The disciples of Qingyun Cave Heaven believed it.
No proof is needed, no explanation is needed, and no reason is needed.
David took a deep breath and stepped forward.
“Gentlemen,” his voice was not loud, but it reached everyone’s ears clearly, “today, we will go to the Hall of Light.”
The training field was completely silent.
The three hundred disciples listened quietly; no one spoke or whispered to each other.
“The Hall Master of Light is a level five Immortal Lord, the Deputy Hall Master is a level four Immortal Lord, there are tens of elders and thousands of disciples.” David’s voice was calm, as if stating a simple fact. “Kita hanya memiliki tiga ratus orang.”
He paused for a moment, a cold glint flashing through his purple eyes.
“But that’s enough.”
The training field remained silent.
In the eyes of the three hundred disciples, there was no fear, no hesitation, only burning fighting spirit.
They had been training in Qingyun Cave for hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of years, waiting for this day.
The Daoist Sect had been oppressed by the gods for hundreds of thousands of years, and this was the day they had been waiting for.
“Let’s go.” After saying those two words, David turned around and walked down from the platform.
Three hundred disciples turned around at the same time, their steps were in unison, and walked towards the exit of Qingyun Cave.
The blue Daoist robe fluttered in the morning breeze, like a torrent of blue water rushing out of Qingyun Cave and heading towards the Bright Hall.
Master Yuxu walked at the front of the group, holding a whip in his hand. His blue Daoist robe fluttered in the morning breeze, and his white hair and beard gleamed with silvery light under the sunlight.
His steps were neither fast nor slow, every step was steady, as if he was measuring the earth, or as if he was measuring the hundreds of thousands of years of hatred between the Daoist sect and the god race.
Yun Yi walked beside the Jade Void Master, the wooden sword on his back glowing faintly under the morning light. The ancient Dao patterns on the sword resembled an awakening dragon, moving slowly.
Jiang Xuelan walked beside David, her snow-white dress standing out among the blue-clad crowd.
His hand rested on the hilt of the sword, ice-blue spiritual energy flowed through his fingertips, and the Heart of the Cold Abyss warmed slightly within his body, as if responding to the fighting spirit in his heart.
David walked at the front of the group, the Dragon Slayer Sword hanging from his waist, his purple eyes staring straight ahead.
The Bright Hall was located in the southeast direction, about three days’ journey from Qingyun Cave.
Three hundred people walked, choosing not to fly.
That doesn’t mean we can’t, but we don’t need to.
Three days was enough time for the people of the Temple of Light to know that they had arrived.
Inilah efek yang persis diinginkan David.
He did not use surprise attacks or ambushes.
He wanted to enter the Temple of Light openly and honestly, so that everyone would know that the gods were not invincible.
The group traveled through the mountains and forests at a moderate pace.
The procession of three hundred people stretched out in a long line, their blue Daoist robes standing out against the verdant mountains and forests.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is David’s next move?
A: David intends to go to the Hall of Light.
Q: Who is offering assistance to David?
A: Three hundred disciples from Qingyun Cave Heaven have pledged their support to David.
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