Venerable Supreme of Myriad Dragons

Shen Daoxing stepped forward, approaching the seemingly ordinary meditation cushion left behind by Ancestor Dan Chen, and bowed respectfully.

Immediately, an aura of grief and indignation washed over him from the cushion.

In truth, Ancestor Dan Chen could have chosen to cling to life and live for a few more years. But he was clearly unwilling to remain stagnant at the Celestial Balance Realm, so in the final moments of his life, he chose to risk everything in a desperate struggle against the heavens. Unfortunately, Ancestor Dan Chen still failed in the end, his body dissolving between heaven and earth.

Although Shen Daoxing had never met this ancestor of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect before, he felt immense reverence for a senior who dared to struggle against the heavens.

As these thoughts crossed Shen Daoxing’s mind, the cushion on the altar suddenly began to glow with a faint white light. A moment later, a dark green Jade Token flew out from within it, slowly rising to float in the air.

Seeing this, Shen Daoxing froze. He was very familiar with this Jade Token; it was identical to the one Bai Yi had given him, except the longsword carved on it had been replaced with a duster.

Suddenly, the crowd in the square erupted in an uproar.

"That’s the Celestial Mirror Order, the Identity Jade Token of Pengze Immortal Island’s Island Master! Only by obtaining this token can one become the new Island Master of Pengze Immortal Island and reopen the Immortal Island."

Someone shouted loudly.

Immediately, the people nearby broke into a flurry of discussion.

After hearing the words of the people around him, Shen Daoxing finally understood that this Jade Token was no simple item.

The Four, or rather, the Five Great Immortal Islands were unlike other Suspended Islands. They were relics left behind by the Land Immortal who had once carved out Yun Meng Lake with a single sword strike. It was said they concealed a supreme power; whoever could comprehend its secrets could break the shackles of this world and achieve immortality.

And becoming an Immortal, breaking free from the world’s constraints, was the path to eternal life that all Practitioners in the world dreamed of.

But now that the Island Master of Pengze Immortal Island had passed on, the Immortal Island had lost its master and would automatically seal itself. It could only be reopened by a new Island Master using the Celestial Mirror Order.

’So this Jade Token is that important.’

’No wonder that Wu Cheng tricked me out of my Jade Token.’

At that moment, Elder Blood Dragon’s voice suddenly echoed in Shen Daoxing’s mind. "I sense the aura of a Venerable Supreme."

Shen Daoxing was taken aback. He couldn’t help but ask in his sea of consciousness, ’Could the Cyan Nether Sword Sect also possess power left behind by a Venerable Supreme?’

The Blood Dragon went quiet, then its detached voice sounded, "It’s not yet clear. Perhaps it’s something related to a Venerable Supreme, located within your so-called Immortal Islands."

’The Immortal Island!’

Shen Daoxing paused silently. It seemed he still had to find that Wu Cheng.

As this thought crossed his mind, figures surged through the square, and a familiar silhouette suddenly flashed past Shen Daoxing’s eyes.

It was a refined and gentle man with a kind face—the very same Wu Cheng that Shen Daoxing had met on his first day in the Cyan Nether Sword Sect.

But just as Shen Daoxing was about to move forward, the man had already vanished into the crowd.

Shen Daoxing hurried forward and asked someone nearby, "Excuse me, Senior Brother? Who was that senior brother in blue who was just standing here?"

"Oh, him? That’s our Senior Brother Wuyue, a disciple of the Yingzhou lineage. Why are you looking for him?"

The person paused, a curious look on his face.

’Wuyue!’

Shen Daoxing understood at once; the man had clearly used a fake name. After making some inquiries, Shen Daoxing learned that this Wuyue was a seventh-generation Inner Sect Disciple of the Yingzhou lineage. He had joined the sect over twenty years before Shen Daoxing, yet his cultivation was still at the Eighth Layer of the Earth Profound Realm.

Shen Daoxing silently committed the name to memory.

Practitioners pursued the great path of eternal life, viewing fame and fortune with indifference. It was perfectly normal to die on the road to longevity. The Cyan Nether Sword Sect cared even less for worldly matters and had few cumbersome formalities.

At this point, all the disciples were slowly departing.

Shen Daoxing glanced at the spot where Wu Cheng had disappeared, then silently left as well.

「That night.」 A brilliant moon hung high, and countless stars dotted the sky.

The chain of rolling Suspended Islands drifted in the sky, taking on an even more mysterious quality under the moonlight.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared, riding a massive, dark sword. He flew silently through the sky and landed quietly on a majestic Suspended Island.

This person was none other than Shen Daoxing.

After learning Wu Cheng’s real name during the day, finding him became much simpler. With a few inquiries, Shen Daoxing found out where Wuyue lived. This place was where the younger Inner Sect Disciples resided.

A mountain spring trickled down, its stream gurgling softly. Clumps of Spirit Grass and Fine Wood swayed in the night air, slowly releasing a hazy Spiritual Qi. Each Inner Sect Disciple had their own large courtyard, an environment far superior to the living quarters of the outer sect disciples.

TAP, TAP, TAP!

Shen Daoxing’s toes tapped continuously on the rocky cliff face as he transformed into a black shadow, streaking across the sky. He silently and swiftly arrived outside Wuyue’s courtyard.

Inside the house, Wuyue, who was currently meditating and cultivating, was extremely sharp. Seemingly having detected something, he called out, "Who’s there?"

With a soft shout, he suddenly swung his sleeve. Without his longsword even leaving its sheath, a sharp glint of sword light shot out. BANG! It blasted open the courtyard gate and struck the spot where Shen Daoxing was hiding.

BANG!

With a loud crash, the rock exploded, sending shattered fragments flying everywhere.

But at the spot struck by the sword light, there was not a single soul to be seen.

Only a broken courtyard gate remained, creaking as it swayed back and forth.

Suddenly, Wuyue sensed that something was wrong. His entire body erupted in a brilliant golden light as he shot up from the ground, his body rapidly expanding.

*Heaven and Earth!*

However, his Golden Dharma Aspect had only just begun to grow.

The space above his head suddenly tore open. A dazzling point of white light appeared, and in the next instant, a massive Venerable Dharma Seal came crashing down upon his head.

Instantly...

BANG!

Wuyue’s figure froze. He felt an immense force strike him, his insides churning violently as if his organs were in chaos. He spat out a large mouthful of blood.

CRACK! CRACK!

His Golden Dharma Aspect immediately shattered and dissipated into a shower of golden light. Then, with a THUD, he fell to the ground, his body returning to its normal size.

In the very next moment, a black arc of light flew past, and the Great Ming Demon Sparrow suddenly appeared, its blade pressed against his neck.

At that moment, a pleasant, magnetic voice slowly sounded out, "Me."

Then, Shen Daoxing slowly walked out and approached Wuyue’s side.

But upon seeing Shen Daoxing, Wuyue had a look of complete confusion. "Who are you?"

Seeing this, Shen Daoxing’s expression turned grim. "Senior Brother Wu Cheng, have you forgotten? You were the one who brought me into the Cyan Nether Sword Sect a month ago."

Hearing this, Wuyue still looked baffled. He sized Shen Daoxing up and down carefully. "Brother, what are you talking about? I’ve been in seclusion on the island for the past month. I haven’t gone out at all."