Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

"Miss Su, Miss Bai, quickly, come out."

"What’s happened?"

Su Yun and Bai Jingxue stepped out of the room, looking in bewilderment at the anxious face of Meng Ziqiu.

"Trouble—hurry, the young master says for everyone to gather out back." Meng Ziqiu’s expression was grave beyond measure.

Hearing this, Su Yun’s face changed; she could not spare time for more questions, immediately returning to call Tuoba Hongyu!

Behind the valley.

Everyone was gathered!

The Zhang Family, the Bai Family—some, and Meng Ziqiu and the others.

Many were powerful, their strength not to be underestimated!

But at this moment, all were uneasy, suspicion flickering in their eyes.

Xu Yang drew a deep breath, voice low and somber: "A great enemy approaches, at the True Lord level—be ready!"

"What? True Lord?"

The crowd gasped, voices strangled by shock.

Only now did they understand why Xu Yang had been so cautious.

Though together they possessed considerable power, how could they contend with a True Lord?

Xu Yang swept his gaze over everyone, continuing: "Master will hold them off first. I will go to sacrifice and refine the Barbarian Race’s sacred treasure—perhaps it can shield us!"

That word "master" left all dumbfounded.

Of those gathered, only a precious few knew of Gu Jun’s existence!

Xu Yang spared no further explanation, turning to Liou Yunfeng: "Junior brother, I’ll leave things here to you."

With that, he spun and flashed away to the rear.

Junior brother?

Zhang Lingqiao swallowed, glancing at Liou Yunfeng in bewildered awe.

Liou Yunfeng said soberly: "Xu Yang and I are fellow disciples under the same master—Dan Sovereign. Xu Yang is the master’s direct disciple; I am a recorded disciple!"

"Now is not the time for such talk."

Leave aside the shock in the hearts of all, at this moment, a thousand miles from this very domain—

Crack!

The void abruptly split.

For ten thousand miles, the clouds hung, unnaturally still!

So mighty was the Heaven and Earth Spirit Array here, yet beneath the crushing divine might of three presences, it was forcibly locked in place!

A group of figures appeared from thin air.

At the forefront—three True Lord-level experts!

Behind the three strode the Wuhou Hall’s Hall Master Xu Yi, Vice Hall Master Gon Lang, Huangfu Qing, and others.

"No wonder it’s Dan Sovereign; discovered us so swiftly."

The leader, an old man, arched his brow.

He was Wuhou Hall’s top expert, Mr. Xue—the legendary Sword Dao True Lord scarcely known nowadays!

"Let’s go, have a look—I’ve long been intrigued by this so-called Dan Sovereign!" another True Lord said with a sly smile.

Swish!

The assembled group flew forward, walking upon empty air.

Mere moments later, ahead the space twisted, and a solitary figure gradually emerged.

It was Gu Jun!

At first sight of Gu Jun, Huangfu Qing was consumed by bitter hatred!

Too bad now, he no longer had hope of controlling Xu Yang or Gu Jun, leaving him no choice but to resort to this last measure.

Gu Jun looked over the group, instantly comprehending!

Wuhou Hall!

Clearly all this was the machination of Huangfu Qing!

Gu Jun sighed inwardly, responding calmly: "What is the purpose of your visit, gentlemen?"

"Mr. Xue of Wuhou Hall, paying respects to Dan Sovereign." Mr. Xue cupped his fists and bowed.

"Ling Shuang, pays respects to Dan Sovereign!"

"Honored to meet Dan Sovereign!"

On the surface, all appeared perfectly courteous.

For in truth, Dan Sovereign merited their salutation!

"Who would have thought Dan Sovereign still lived! A great blessing for Daqian indeed!" Mr. Xue smiled at Gu Jun, saying: "I wonder, does Dan Sovereign have any interest in joining our Wuhou Hall?"

At this, even Hall Master Xu Yi lacked the qualifications to speak!

Yet inside, he was feverishly excited.

If Dan Sovereign truly came to Wuhou Hall, then that would mean... tsk!

This is Dan Sovereign we’re talking about!

The only Tier Eight alchemist Daqian has produced in millennia!

Gu Jun smiled slightly: "And Xu Yang?"

Mr. Xue replied coolly: "I trust that Dan Sovereign is more rational than any other."

"Should you enter Wuhou Hall, your status will be supreme!"

"Xu Yang can be spared from death!"

Hearing this, Huangfu Qing’s face changed; reflexively, he wanted to speak, but Gon Lang glared fiercely, silencing him!

"However—the death penalty cannot be avoided, though a living penalty remains!"

"He will be imprisoned in Wuhou Hall for thirty years!"

"After thirty years, his freedom shall be returned!"

This verdict left Huangfu Qing greatly relieved.

Locked in Wuhou Hall for thirty years?

That would be crueler than merely killing Xu Yang!

Within thirty years, he’d be utterly crippled!

As for so-called freedom after thirty years?

By then, what would be left of Xu Yang?

Gu Jun could not help but burst out laughing: "You all... certainly are bold!"

Mr. Xue frowned slightly: "Dan Sovereign does not agree?"

"No, I agree; truthfully, if it were up to me, I wouldn’t be so lenient towards that brat!"

Gu Jun said with a mocking tone: "That’s why I say, your courage is commendable!"

"Are you truly aware of who that kid is?"

Ling Yu’s face darkened, his tone cold: "Dan Sovereign, we address you as elder out of respect. But this is not the age it once was—and you are no longer the Dan Sovereign of years past!"

"A mere remnant soul, which, though barely equal to a True Lord, ought not reject our offer only to court disaster!"

Xu Yang’s identity?

Heh!

Son of King Beixuan.

What’s so special about that?

With those words, the Wuhou Hall crowd fixed icy gazes on Gu Jun!

Gu Jun showed no anger, only smiling coolly: "Might I request some time, sirs?"

"One hour!"

Mr. Xue raised a single finger!

Gu Jun nodded faintly, turning and drifting away like smoke.

Mr. Xue said with indifference: "Old Ling, Old Wu—watch the perimeter!"

Though Gu Jun was now but a remnant soul, only barely restored to the threshold of a True Lord, he was once a legendary figure and could not be taken lightly!

Ling Yu and Wuu Xingkui, both True Lords, nodded and vanished into thin air!

"Mr. Xue, and if after an hour Gu Jun refuses?" Xu Yi murmured.

"Refuses?"

Mr. Xue grinned, frost glinting in his eyes: "Then we’ll suppress him!"

"For one who’s already died once, he fears death even more—let him languish in Wuhou Hall and waste away!"

At these words, Xu Yi smiled faintly.

Once in Wuhou Hall’s grasp, let’s see how long they could resist!

Elsewhere—

Gu Jun materialized above the little valley, his gaze sweeping across Zhou Xu, eyes steely cold.

"Master!"

Liou Yunfeng hastened to look up.

"Greetings, Dan Sovereign!"

In the valley, all the experts paid their utmost respect.

During that brief moment, they had already learned of Dan Sovereign’s true identity!

A thousand years ago, at his peak, he could forge legendary Tier Eight elixirs—coveted even by True Lord-level giants!

Were it in other circumstances, they would be driven wild with awe!

But now, given the crisis, none could muster joy!

Gu Jun spoke gravely: "Outside, three True Lords from Wuhou Hall await."

"In one hour, they will act!"

Of course, he could never accept Wuhou Hall’s terms!

Even if it had nothing to do with Xu Yang, as Dan Sovereign, how could he let himself be controlled by others?

"With my full effort, I can at best delay those three for one or two hours at most!"

As his words fell, the valley inside grew so silent that a pin dropping would ring out!

Faces were pale, their eyes filled with despair!

Suddenly, Zhang Lingqiao gritted his teeth: "Senior Dan Sovereign, is there any way to send a few of us out?"

Gu Jun lowered his gaze, shook his head faintly: "Difficult. With three True Lords watching, I cannot manage it."

On hearing this, Zhang Lingqiao seemed to age suddenly.

"So be it—perhaps this is fate."

"To have fought alongside such company is worth it!"

All were silent, yet none harbored thoughts of surrender!

For it was impossible!

They and Wuhou Hall were already bound to a battle to the death!

Wuhou Hall came in force—how could they show mercy?

There was no way back now!

"Master, with senior brother here, perhaps there is hope yet?" Liou Yunfeng looked to Gu Jun with a glimmer of belief.