The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 483 - 280 Nangong Zhen_2

The man sneered: "I’m afraid you are the only one who would think so. The path of Dao is lonely and desolate, and millions in this world aspire to climb to his position. It is said that ’it is cold at the top’; when you stand at the highest point of the universe, how many can remain by your side?"

His tone was low and steady, devoid of any lament or disappointment. Yet, for some reason, Ning Xiaoxian felt a blockage in her heart.

Nangong Zhen slowly stepped down from the Rainbow Bridge. From the moment he set foot on the Colorful Rock Sand of the plaza, the Rainbow Bridge behind him began to fade and dissipate. By the time he reached the main seat of Guangcheng Palace, the Rainbow Bridge had completely vanished as if it never existed.

"The Heavenly Dao above us. Today, Guangcheng Palace inherits the grand ceremony, and distinguished talents from all directions have gathered..." Nangong Zhen finally began to speak, his voice reaching the ears of the tens of thousands present.

What followed was not very pleasant to the ears. Cultivators always strive against Heaven, and the ceremonies they hold are far less cumbersome than those of mortals; they need not worship Heaven, Earth, nor the spirits of ghosts and deities, but instead first pay their respects to the Heavenly Dao, and then to the great powers of Guangcheng Palace through the ages.

Just as in the countless ceremonies she attended in Huaxia, where leaders would give speeches, Nangong Zhen, with his extraordinary demeanor, inevitably had to deliver a lengthy address. Having held his position for a very long time, his report on his tenure turned out to be quite extended...

She automatically filtered out most of the content with her ears, only remembering two things: one was that a three-day Daoist Skill teaching seminar would be held after the grand ceremony, and the other that Nangong Zhen would be Crossing Tribulation in two days!

No wonder all sects brought their most capable disciples. It turns out that both attending the Daoist Skill seminar and observing a great power Crossing Tribulation would be immensely beneficial for these Direct Disciples!

Right then, she decided to stay here for three extra days. Although assisted by Changtian, listening to the cultivation insights of other great powers was still extremely beneficial.

Just as her thoughts were meandering and flying off to who knows where, Nangong Zhen’s voice slightly intensified in volume. The Plant Spirits that were originally standing by flew over, filling the Jade Cups in the hands of each guest with alcohol.

"Hmm, it seems it’s time for the toast." She transmitted a message to Changtian, "I came full of anticipation, but who knew that apart from its grand scale, the ceremony’s proceedings are hardly impressive, not lively at all. It truly isn’t lively enough."

He sighed feebly: "What do you expect?" She really never tires of watching the excitement.

Indeed, the most important moment was arriving—the handover ceremony of the current and former Sect Leader of Guangcheng Palace.

Nangong Zhen declared: "Since I took over Guangcheng Palace for three hundred and thirty years, with the favor of the Heavenly Dao, assistance from fellow disciples, and friendly relations with allied nations, Guangcheng Palace has soared and prospered day by day, and I can finally live up to my predecessors. Now as my virtue gradually approaches perfection, soon facing the trial of Heaven and Earth, it is right to pass on the position of Sect Leader to a worthy successor!"

At this point, he paused. The four corners of Heaven and Earth became solemn for a while; people beneath the stage looked up at one another as if even the drifting clouds and mist had stopped, waiting silently for his final decision.

Nangong Zhen took a deep breath before he pronounced word by word: "I have decided, to pass on the position of Sect Leader to—"

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled gently.

Just once.

Nangong Zhen immediately stopped talking and looked closely at the ground of the plaza. Not only him, but all the Guangcheng Palace disciples also bowed their heads to look at the ground.

The vast plaza suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this, cultivators from other sects complained in their hearts: "It’s just a minor earthquake, what’s the fuss about?" Some then realized that Yuhu Peak was transformed from the Magic Artifact of an ancient great power and would not normally shake at all. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The place was quiet, but some were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, cursing that this tremor had spoiled a good thing.

Moments later, a second tremor occurred, stronger than the first, with the Colorful Rock Sand on the ground quivering. If there had been any unstable mortals present, they might have fallen. Nangong Zhen’s white brows furrowed, and without any hesitation, he commanded: "Disciples of Guangcheng Palace, set up the Eight-direction Supreme Demon-suppressing Formation!"

At once, numerous streams of light flew from where the Guangcheng Palace disciples stood and hovered in mid-air.

Ning Xiaoxian looked around and inhaled sharply. It turned out that among those in mid-air, there were numerous Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators, with even the least adept among them being at the Golden Core Middle Stage. According to Changtian’s observation, there were also several cultivators in the Mahayana Realm and at the Early Stage of Crossing Tribulation!

This was a display of Guangcheng Palace’s true power.

At this moment, the plaza was in uproar. Those familiar with the Supreme Demon-suppressing Formation grew nervous; this formation, developed by generations of Guangcheng Palace’s great powers, had shone brilliantly in the Middle Ages War, claiming the lives of many Immortals and giant demons.

Now, with Nangong Zhen suddenly ordering his disciples to set up the formation, what did it imply? Amidst such circumstances, it was inevitable for everyone’s mind to race with wild speculations.

Chaoyun Sect Leader Bai Qing slightly lifted his head and inquired: "What’s the meaning of this?" His voice was calm, penetrating into everyone’s ears, instilling a sense of calm.

Nangong Zhen bowed to everyone from mid-air and cautioned: "I fear that an ancient demon is about to emerge from the past, esteemed guests, please watch your step." His expression was solemn, not seeming to be joking at all, and nobody present thought he would make a jest during such a solemn and important sect event. Many quietly clenched their magic artifacts, ready for any eventuality.

After a long time had passed, Yuhu Peak remained as usual, with no sound forthcoming. Their preparedness for danger seemed rather excessive.

Nangong Zhen finally relaxed and spoke aloud: "My apologies, everyone. Yuhu Peak has been transformed into a giant peak specifically to seal a Great Demon. The tremors from Yuhu Peak earlier led me to believe the sealing was weakening, alarming everyone. I ask for your forgiveness, forgive me!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)