Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"Hasn't Sect Leader Yuan returned yet?"

Just as Yuan San was growing impatient, he suddenly felt a stir in his Heart Spirit.

He sensed Yuan Haotian's arrival.

He calmed down slightly.

'For this fellow to dare appear before me like this, there's probably still a chance to salvage the situation. At the very least, even if he is plotting against me, he probably isn't fully prepared yet.'

To Yuan San, this was a good thing.

"I am late. Please forgive me, Immortal Envoy!"

Yuan Haotian strode in.

"Sect Leader Yuan, it seems your Vast Heaven Immortal Sect has been quite busy lately."

Yuan San said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Previously, he had held a high opinion of this young man, even wanting to befriend him.

Granted, failing to break through to the True Immortal Realm in three thousand years seemed somewhat lackluster for someone with his Ultimate Grade Dao Body.

But Yuan San had done his research before coming.

He knew that Yuan Haotian, the Great Preacher, had chosen the Three Thousand Dao Clones, an Ancient Strange Technique notorious for its difficulty. Because it required cultivating three thousand Clones, advancement with this technique was extremely slow.

But once he successfully broke through to the True Immortal Realm,

he would instantly gain the power of at least a Tier Three True Immortal. Even Yuan San himself, after cultivating for tens of thousands of years, was currently only a Tier One True Immortal.

Therefore, Yuan San's initial impression of Yuan Haotian had been very good.

But things were different now. For the past few days, he constantly felt that someone was plotting against him, trying to lead him into a crisis. Today, that feeling had become exceptionally strong.

As the strongest person on this continent, Yuan Haotian's recent actions had also been somewhat abnormal.

Naturally, Yuan San's suspicion fell upon him.

However, what Yuan San didn't expect was that after hearing his words, Yuan Haotian was only slightly taken aback before speaking up. "You jest, Immortal Envoy. I have indeed been busy these past few days, but the results have been rather good. I've roughly uncovered some things that might interest you."

"Things that would interest me?"

A glint flashed in Yuan San's eyes.

Yuan Haotian smiled faintly. "Didn't you previously ask me to gather all the Preachers, Immortal Envoy?"

"Correct. This continent of yours has a total of eleven Preachers. One is a Great Preacher—you—and the other ten are ordinary Preachers. Yet, there are only nine here. Where is the other one?"

Yuan San's tone was hostile.

Yuan Haotian still wore a faint smile. "Lord Immortal Envoy, you just mentioned that my Vast Heaven Immortal Sect has been busy lately. That is true. Not only have we been busy, but many people have also died. The reason for this is precisely because of that last Preacher. Regrettably, Lord Immortal Envoy, that person is already dead!"

"Dead?"

Yuan San's eyes narrowed.

He knew something must have happened before he arrived; otherwise, why would the Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch have sent him?

But now that he had received confirmation, Yuan San was still somewhat shaken. That was a Preacher! There were only 103,000 of them in the entire world, and every single one could be considered a Direct Disciple of the Immortal Ancestor.

'Who would do this?'

'Who would dare to make a move against them?'

"That's right. And he died at the hands of a Martial Artist."

The moment he said this, Yuan San's eyes flew wide open. A terrifying aura surged from his body. The nine Preachers, regardless of their strength, were instantly crushed by this aura and fell prostrate on the ground.

Only Yuan Haotian remained standing, unmoved.

At that moment, he no longer concealed his strength.

The Three Thousand Dao Clones gave him power nearly equivalent to the combined strength of three thousand Void Immortal Peak powerhouses. Logically, he should no longer be any weaker than Yuan San, a Tier One True Immortal.

However, it was like how ten thousand Demon Flood Dragons, no matter how powerful, could never compare to a single ordinary Flood Dragon.

As long as Yuan Haotian could not merge the power of his Three Thousand Dao Clones into one, he could not break through to the True Immortal Realm. Naturally, he couldn't stack these three thousand sources of power together, making him unable to compare to a True Immortal.

But once those three thousand powers merged into one, Yuan Haotian would break through to become a True Immortal, and his strength would instantly soar to the level of a Tier Three True Immortal.

At that point, if he wanted to kill Yuan San, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

This was why Yuan San had valued him so highly before, even condescending to befriend him.

Now, the reason he showed his fangs was merely to demonstrate to Yuan San that he was no pushover, while also deliberately displaying his power.

Because he had already sensed that Yuan San was suspicious of him.

'Since that's the case, if I continue to hide my strength, it will probably make this Immortal Envoy even more suspicious. I might as well lay it all out on the table.'

It had to be said, Yuan Haotian had indeed guessed Yuan San's thoughts correctly.

When he fully revealed his power,

Yuan San, though appearing displeased on the surface, felt a sense of relief internally.

What he feared most was Yuan Haotian hiding his true strength, cultivating some Secret Technique that could kill him, or even directly breaking through to the True Immortal Realm.

In that case, if Yuan Haotian really decided to move against him, he wouldn't even be able to escape.

But now, as long as Yuan Haotian hadn't broken through to the True Immortal Realm, he believed that even if Yuan Haotian was dissatisfied with him, he wouldn't kill him. Doing so would mean directly offending the Yuan Yang Immortal Monarch.

His master.

'Yuan Haotian and my master are from the same lineage. How could he not know of Master's power? With his intelligence, he wouldn't do something so foolish. In that case, the one who poses a threat to me is probably that Martial Artist who killed the last Preacher.'

Having figured this out, Yuan San's expression changed instantly.

"I see. You've worked hard, Vast Heaven Sect Master. You said the one who killed the Preacher was a Martial Artist. What level of existence is this Martial Artist? Is he a True God?"

When he asked about the True God, Yuan Haotian could clearly sense Yuan San's nervousness.

He understood this perfectly well.

True Immortals were also cultivated from mortals; they too feared death.

If he were to encounter a Martial Arts True God, Yuan San would also be wary and afraid, wondering if he would be a match for his opponent.

"Rest assured, Immortal Envoy. This person is not a Martial Arts True God, but he is a Martial Arts prodigy. Although his cultivation is not high, he has many tricks up his sleeve. It seems he has obtained the Ye Family's inheritance and actually possesses over a hundred God-Suppressing Coffins. Once deployed, they can form an Array. An ordinary Void Immortal who encounters him can't even escape. Even a Void Immortal Peak would have difficulty breaking through the Array. I previously led over a hundred Void Immortals to capture him, but in the end, we fell for his scheme. I was the only one left who saw that things were going south and managed to escape. And once outside the Array, I could do nothing to him."

Yuan Haotian let out a deliberate sigh.

The nine Preachers, however, all had their expressions change drastically.

They all knew that their families or their respective Sects had dispatched all their Void Immortal Powerhouses to the Vast Heaven Immortal Sect.

The hundred-plus Void Immortals he just mentioned likely included people from their own Sects and families.

But in front of these two, even if they were filled with doubt and wanted to ask, they didn't dare.

But when Yuan San heard this, he completely relaxed.

At the same time, a trace of greed flashed through his mind.

'If it's really the God-Suppressing Coffins, and there are over a hundred of them, their power must be extraordinary. Moreover, a single True Divine Coffin is the treasure of a True God. If I were to obtain it, I could be promoted to Tier Two... no, even becoming a Tier Three, Tier Four, or even a Tier Five Immortal General might be possible.'

At this thought, Yuan San could no longer hold back.

He spoke, "Take me there at once! With me present, he won't be able to escape! How dare he kill a Preacher? This whelp is as good as dead!"