Invincible Dad-Chapter 627 - 327 Who in the World is Worthy of the White Robe_1
Time Reversal!
It can briefly bring back scenes from bygone years, but it cannot change the past.
The former Pavilion Master of Tian Ce Pavilion lay on the ground, his withered face devoid of any color, his expression a mask of ecstasy and excitement. This was the premiere forbidden art of Tian Ce Pavilion! He hadn’t expected to succeed on his first try. The problem that has plagued the Three Sects and Nine Pavilions for over a hundred years can finally be solved!
The sect leaders of the Eleven Holy Lands held their breath, their eyes fixed on the images within the light screen, their hearts filled with excitement and an indescribable tension.
"What is that thing? Why isn’t it some kind of natural treasure..."
Ji Gui was stunned, but at this point, he could only watch on patiently.
The Supreme Elder of the Crescent Moon Clan was equally curious. What could possibly make these Human Race cultivators of the Golden Core Realm willing to forfeit their lives to come here?
The images on the screen shifted rapidly, going back three hundred years!
The scenes within the rippling light screen were unclear and fuzzy; only vague images were discernible.
A large crowd stood before the Spiritual Field, led by a middle-aged man with a sword hanging at his waist.
"That’s the Yunxiao Sword!"
"The token of the Yunxiao Sect Master! This middle-aged man must be the leader of the preeminent sect!"
"The others must be the elders from the Three Sects and Eight Pavilions from three hundred years ago." The sect leaders of the Eleven Holy Lands observed, their eyes twinkling.
"Three hundred years ago?" Ji Gui’s expression shifted slightly as he forced himself to keep watching.
The images were not only blurry but also completely silent, like an old black-and-white film. Yet, it held a strange, mesmerizing power, compelling the cultivators from two opposing stars—as incompatible as fire and water—to momentarily set aside their enmity and watch together.
...
「Time returned to three hundred years ago.」
Outside the Spiritual Field, the Sect Master of the Yunxiao Sect, Li Qingzhou, wore a calm expression, his gaze fixed on the Sea of the Moon several kilometers away. He could not help but tighten his grip on the Yunxiao Sword. It was not his first time observing the Sea of the Moon from such a close distance, but his hand was still trembling slightly.
Clearly, he was not as calm as he appeared.
Li Qingzhou felt a surge of excitement. He had waited a full four years, and this day had finally arrived.
"The Yunxiao Sect, the Three Sects, and the Nine Pavilions are all connected as one. I do not wish for senseless casualties, nor will I force any of you to follow me to your deaths."
"Fellow Daoists, it is not too late to withdraw."
"Those who wish to leave may do so now."
"I, Li Qingzhou, swear that the Yunxiao Sect will never trouble any of you or your respective Sect Gates in the future."
Dressed in a white robe, Li Qingzhou kept his gaze on the Sea of the Moon. He did not turn around. With his back to the three hundred elders from the Three Sects and Nine Pavilions, his voice was utterly solemn.
None of the three hundred Golden Core Realm elders behind him responded or took a single step back. Having come this far, they were already prepared for death.
Although, in their eyes, the Sect Master of the preeminent sect, Li Qingzhou, was out of his mind. It was a madness of the highest order to bring people all the way out here just to look for someone.
"Li Qingzhou thanks all of you elders." The middle-aged man in white finally turned around. He cupped his fists, bowed respectfully, and said, "If we make it back to Earth alive, I will treat you all to drinks."
"And what if we don’t make it back?" one of the three hundred elders laughed heartily.
"Then I shall be buried here alongside all of you!" Li Qingzhou tightened his grip on his sword. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
He had a childhood sweetheart: his master’s daughter, his junior martial sister, whose talent surpassed even his own. For years, the two had been immersed in their cultivation. They clearly harbored feelings for each other, yet they had never managed to breach that final barrier. But their mutual affection was unmistakable. Li Qingzhou and his junior martial sister had long been seen as a celestial couple in the eyes of all the elders and disciples of the Yunxiao Sect. They were not dao companions, but their bond surpassed that.
Five years ago, his junior martial sister needed to refine a batch of elixirs and was lacking a crucial herb, so she journeyed to the Moon to find it. In the past, she had often gone on long journeys alone to find herbs and had always returned home safely. But no one expected that this time, something would go wrong.
His junior martial sister had vanished.
Months later, with the help of Hua Country’s top Martial Dao expert, Xu Yanyang, Li Qingzhou barely withstood the terrifying pressure of the Sea of the Moon and reached its edge. It was there, by that same Sea of the Moon just a few kilometers from the Spiritual Field beneath his feet, that he found his junior martial sister’s personal Jade Slip.
Five years. Five whole years.
During these five years, Li Qingzhou had cultivated like a madman, ignoring the pleas of the elders and his senior brothers and sisters in the sect, returning to this perilous Sea of the Moon time and again.
Three hundred years ago, no one knew that the Sea of the Moon was the forbidden territory of the Moon Clan. But instinct told Li Qingzhou that it was dangerous, far beyond what a cultivator at the Peak of Golden Core like himself could enter.
Therefore, under the pretext of searching for spiritual treasures, he had borrowed ten elders from each of the Three Sects and Nine Pavilions to jointly activate a "Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation—Defense Version."
This formation was something else. It had been acquired by the ancient ancestor of the Yunxiao Sect at great cost from a famous master of the Array Path. According to that formation master, the "Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation" was the signature formation of a supreme being in the Immortal Domain. He had bragged, with great flourishes, that he was the only one in the entire Immortal Domain who could craft this "Defense Version".
Later, the ancient ancestor of the Yunxiao Sect finally realized the formation was a counterfeit. The Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation was one of the foremost Killing Formations in the Immortal Domain, yet it had been bizarrely modified into a Defensive Array. After all, if you just killed everyone, wouldn’t that be the ultimate defense? To counterfeit something so poorly and then alter it so absurdly was simply infuriating.
But on second thought, it was understandable. Why create a fake formation? Because the creator didn’t actually know the real Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation...
So, there was nothing to be done about being deceived. An entire fortune in Spirit Stones had been spent; the formation had to be used, right? Fortunately, its defensive effects were indeed impressive, so the ancient ancestor of the Yunxiao Sect could only swallow his pride and accept the unfortunate loss.
Activating this Great Defensive Array required more than a hundred Golden Core cultivators. To this end, Li Qingzhou had borrowed cultivators from the twelve subordinate sects of the Three Sects and Nine Pavilions, all to have a measure of protection while exploring the Sea of the Moon.
All to find his junior martial sister.
Li Qingzhou had prepared for five full years. His sword-holding hand trembled slightly.
The hand was his.
The sword was his junior martial sister’s.
Dressed in white as pure as snow, Li Qingzhou swung his sword.
A terrifying sword beam pierced the void, falling into the deep Sea of the Moon without causing the slightest ripple. Nor would there be any ripples. The Sea of the Moon contained no water, only an unfathomably deep abyss.
"Aside from the three-fold snow upon your form, who in this world is fit to wear white?"
As Li Qingzhou recited the line, he couldn’t help but laugh. He missed his junior martial sister, the one who would carry a medicine basket while flying on her sword, the one who once got so absorbed in muttering this phrase that she flew right into a mountain.
"The Yunxiao Sect is so dull without you."
"Junior martial sister, today your senior martial brother has come to take you home!"
Li Qingzhou raised his longsword high above his head and slashed fiercely toward the depths of the Sea of the Moon. The sword beam erupted with a brilliant golden light, momentarily banishing the darkness.
Then, Li Qingzhou and the three hundred Golden Core Realm elders behind him saw a sight they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
As the Golden Sword Beam plunged a thousand zhang deep into the ground, they saw a mouth.
