Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 2400 - 202: Three Swords_3

"Notify the Golden Water Pond over there, let's wait and see for a few days, it won't delay anything."

"Understood."

The child immediately left with the command.

The middle-aged Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, gazing outside the Taoist Field at the long-enduring characters, furrowing his brow unconsciously.

He always felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something critical somewhere, but for the moment, he couldn't quite grasp it.

It eventually boiled down to one person:

"Yin Tianzhi..."

...

The three-day period passed in the blink of an eye.

Spirit Origin Prefecture.

Old Fan Fenglei, with a solemn countenance, was already seated cross-legged early outside the temporary imperial palace at the Spirit Origin Prefecture's residence.

Behind him stood numerous cultivators from the Spirit Origin Prefecture, from those Crossing Tribulation to the Unification stage...

In the distant and obscure void, figures lay faintly visible, quietly lurking there, spying toward this place.

Unlike other forces, ever since receiving the greeting card from Taiyi, Fan Fenglei was extremely assured in his heart that the other party would definitely come this time to avenge the shame of being forced away previously.

And he also held a deep-seated enmity for the blood feud of the other party slaying his kin.

However, he did not take it lightly either; over three hundred years ago, the opponent's displayed strength was close to that of an average middle-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivator. After using the Dao Treasure, it was even more impossible to gauge their strength limits, leaving him involuntarily amazed. Now that the opponent dared to 'visit', they most likely had enough confidence.

What worried him most was that the opponent would come together with Yin Tianzhi and others, which was equivalent to two middle-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivators. Merely relying on his Spirit Origin Prefecture would be somewhat strenuous to deal with.

Sensing the figures lurking in the distant void, his heart slightly steadied.

To be safe, he had invited the Illusion Sky Realm.

Besides, there were also some uninvited 'guests'.

But the arrival of these people was also within his expectations.

He likewise arranged for some people to keep an eye on other forces.

Should there be any movement, they would immediately go, as no one knew which family the Taiyi Tributor would visit first, but no one would miss the chance to understand the Yin Family's background.

"Challenging Nine Families in one day? Hmph, that's quite overly arrogant!"

Thinking of this, Fan Fenglei couldn't help but snort coldly, with a fierce gleam flashing in his eyes.

However, as time ticked away, none of the cultivators sent to the other eight families reported back.

"Could it truly start with my Spirit Origin Prefecture?"

Fan Fenglei's expression turned slightly somber.

And in the midst of this waiting, from the dim void, Flying Boats slowly sailed in.

On the Flying Boats hung the emblem of the Baiqu Yin Family.

As the Flying Boats approached, one by one, figures silently flew out.

Witnessing this scene, whether it was Fan Fenglei or the other figures hidden in the shadows, they all felt a sense of relief for some reason.

It's not fear of a strong opponent, but fear of an opponent with unknown means. Now that people from the Baiqu Yin Family appeared, it was equivalent to revealing part of their trump card.

At this moment, the cultivators from various forces observing in the void began transmitting messages, and in the distance, beams of light from teleportation arrays lit up...

And when a figure in a green robe walked out from a Flying Boat.

Fan Fenglei, guarding the entrance of the Spirit Origin Prefecture's temporary imperial palace, finally wore a cold expression, gritting his teeth, uttering one word at a time:

"Tai, Yi!"

"Truly bold, to dare come to my Spirit Origin Prefecture!"

Although he was impressed by the other party's grace, not avenging this feud would leave him unable to account not only to himself but also to the cultivators within the prefecture.

Shortly after Yin Tianzhi, who stepped out from the Flying Boat, snorted coldly and questioned:

"Old Fan, is this how you welcome guests?"

"Guests?"

Fan Fenglei snorted coldly, vaguely sensing the auras rapidly approaching from all sides, all powerful figures from various forces, causing him to feel tense as his thoughts raced.

Yet his face still bore a stern expression:

"He killed my great-great-grandson! If he can withstand my sword, I shall consider him a guest!"

Yin Tianzhi sneered, about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ba next to him calmly spoke:

"Is three swords acceptable?"

At these words, not only Fan Fenglei but all the forces hidden around watching were taken aback.

Fan Fenglei, particularly astonished, had just spoken out of turn with no expectation of the opponent agreeing — merely finding an excuse to attack. Seeing the opponent agree without hesitation, he felt both angry and suddenly somewhat admiring.

Yin Tianzhi's expression slightly changed, about to dissuade.

However, Fan Fenglei shouted resolutely:

"Alright! Then it's settled! If you withstand three swords, our feud shall be written off!"

Before the words were finished, he couldn't wait but to wield a sword!

The sword-light merged with the Black Water Dao Domain, becoming one, as heavy as the Milky Way!

In the shimmering light, it was as if a black torrential river surged forth.

Though the sword seemed hasty, whether it was Yin Tianzhi, Realm Master Sangkong of the Illusion Sky Realm, or Cheng Lianzi and other top cultivators of nearby forces, seeing this sword led all to look stern.

"Old Fan doesn't often use the sword, yet who would have thought he has such a move... Taoist Friend Taiyi, be cautious!"

Yin Tianzhi's expression changed slightly, hurriedly sending a transmission to Wang Ba.

This sword was too robust and fierce, much greater than Fan Fenglei's usual strength, clearly long accumulated, perfectly exploiting the characteristics of the Black Water Dao Domain— the longer it accumulates, the more powerful. Among those present, fearlessly confronting its edge was unlikely for anyone.

And almost as this sword was just unleashed, Fan Fenglei, with a solemn expression, trembling slightly at the sword's point, strenuously cut another horizontal sword!

Everyone was solemn, even the middle-aged Taoist Cheng Lianzi from the Laowen Sect, whose eyes were revealed to be grave at this moment!

What none expected was that Fan Fenglei still wasn't finished, intending to strike a third sword. Unfortunately, as the sword-light approached completion, it collapsed with a clang, having already surpassed Fan Fenglei's limits of control.

Even so, after the two sword strikes, when people like Cheng Lianzi gazed at Fan Fenglei, they couldn't help but show more cautious respect.

"Taoist Friend Taiyi!"

While everyone was stunned by Fan Fenglei's displayed skill, Yin Tianzhi's face turned extremely urgent.

Though Fan Fenglei struck twice, Wang Ba did not evade or even showed any intent to counteract, merely standing there calmly.

It was too late to act now.

Yet the two sword-lights struck, one after another, silently!

Then, as if striking a Heavenly Pillar, boundless black water exploded outwards, pushing the surrounding Chaos Origin Substance far away.

The surrounding observers also avoided, not daring to touch any of it.

With black water and white waves, rolling surges, only a figure in a green robe stood there with his hands behind his back, unmoved in the waves.

At that moment, the black water retreated, and everything fell silent!

Yin Tianzhi, Fan Fenglei, the distant Realm Master Sangkong, Cheng Lianzi, and others all gasped!