Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1425 Fellow Taoist Stays

"Senior brother, have you gone mad? That person possesses a celestial treasure and exudes a murderous aura. He's clearly a ruthless disciple from a powerful family who kills without blinking an eye. How dare you make him apologize?!"

"That's right, that's right. Not just anyone can use a celestial treasure. With a celestial treasure in hand, he could easily take on a whole group of us by himself. You absolutely must not provoke someone like that."

"But I just blurted it out without thinking..."

"No buts. Now that they're not pursuing this any further, let's just run. If they get angry, all of us Lesser Nascent Soul cultivators could die here today."

The silver-armored cultivator wanted to say something, but he was immediately pushed forward by the others, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

Just kidding, that person is carrying a rare and precious celestial treasure.

When they were in the city, they only glanced at it from afar and discovered that at least several thousand cultivators were eyeing the immortal treasure covetously.

With this kind of force, apart from the three city lords, probably no one else could protect that treasure.

This person knew he was being targeted, yet he still dared to swagger in here, not only without changing his appearance, but also without concealing his aura.

Such a person is either a stupid, foolish, and useless person, or someone who is extremely confident in their abilities and is not afraid of being targeted by others.

And can any of those who can reach the third level of this celestial palace be a fool?

Obviously not.

The group fled forward at breakneck speed, and the cultivator wielding the long sword quickly caught up from behind, lowering his voice and trembling as he said:

"Senior Brother Chi, something's wrong, something's not right! That person has caught up with us, he's been following us the whole time!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked and dared not turn around for fear of alerting the enemy. They could only glance at him out of the corner of their eyes and saw the cultivator following behind at a leisurely pace.

His appearance was like that of a fierce tiger toying with its prey, which sent chills down one's spine.

"Oh no, could it be that he has designs on us?!"

The white-robed cultivator, Senior Brother Chi, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Speed ​​up. Once we're out of the plaza, we'll choose a direction opposite to his and leave as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the group immediately took long strides and ran wildly. In the end, they even used magic to transform into streaks of light and disappeared into the palace gate in the blink of an eye.

Seeing everyone's panicked appearance, Jiang Han was speechless.

Only one palace gate was open in the square, and there was an anti-flight formation around it. Where else could he go if he didn't go this way?

To avoid any misunderstanding, he had deliberately slowed down and let those people go first, yet he was still misunderstood.

Really...

Jiang Han slowly walked to the door, and waited a moment before going out.

To their surprise, after going outside, they saw those people hiding on a road, peeking and looking in their direction.

Judging from their cautious demeanor, it seems they really are waiting for him to choose a direction first, just as they said before.

Shaking his head, Jiang Han chose to walk in the opposite direction from the others. Not long after, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, which then quickly disappeared into the distance.

With no one else speaking, the surroundings quickly fell silent, with only the faint echo of his footsteps reverberating.

As expected of a cultivator who survived in the land of inheritance, they are indeed very cautious.

But to be honest, it's always good to be cautious, especially when it comes to the inheritance of Xuandao Mountain.

According to the conventions of these traditions, the traditions within this celestial palace should reside within the central palace.

If I'm not mistaken, there might even be a celestial soul waiting to possess someone inside.

Yes, this is an old tradition of Xuandao Mountain. At least in all the inheritances he has experienced, it seems that there has been such an event.

One or two of them have been dead for so long and are still not satisfied, waiting for someone to come and possess their bodies so they can be reborn.

However, this Immortal Emperor's inheritance is quite different from other inheritances. The trial levels are very complete, and the spiritual energy is also very abundant.

If there is indeed a celestial soul remaining inside, it must be an extremely powerful celestial soul.

If it can be swallowed, it should help the sword spirit recover a lot.

As his thoughts raced, Jiang Han strolled leisurely along the palace path.

We saw several side halls along the way, but they were all protected by barriers and we couldn't enter.

Through the barrier, one can see many precious treasures and immortal plants floating within, each shrouded in immortal energy and exuding extraordinary power, clearly indicating that they are extremely powerful treasures.

Unfortunately, you can only see it, not touch it.

Before long, he habitually glanced at the entrance of a side hall, but suddenly his eyes flashed and he stopped in his tracks.

The entrance to the side hall was an arched doorway, but there was nothing above it, and no protective barrier.

With a sudden thought, Jiang Han strode over and stood at the doorway, looking inside.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast courtyard that stretches to the left and right. In the very center of the courtyard lies a large, emerald-green lake, within which stands a three-story tower connected to the riverbank by a stone path.

At this moment, more than ten late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were gathered around the lake, staring at the stone path, discussing something with solemn expressions.

Jiang Han looked around and stepped into the courtyard to approach.

Only when you get closer do you realize that although the lake water is clear, a layer of light blue mist floats on the surface, half a foot above the ground, just enough to cover the stone path.

The smoke was of unknown origin and appeared ordinary, but once one released their divine sense to investigate, it vanished instantly, like a mud ox sinking into the sea. It felt as if it had been bitten off by a giant mouth.

Noticing the commotion, someone turned around to look.

Upon seeing Jiang Han, his expression changed slightly. He coughed lightly without making a sound and said loudly:

"Fellow Daoist, we discovered this place first. Please go elsewhere."

Upon hearing this, the discussion abruptly ceased, and all eyes turned to Jiang Han.

"It's you?"

A young male cultivator dressed in a black and white bamboo-patterned robe raised an eyebrow, stepped out from the crowd, and reached out to stop the person who had spoken earlier:

"Do not be rude. This fellow Daoist is acquainted with the three city lords, and should not be treated with vulgar etiquette."

Then, he smiled, bowed to Jiang Han, and said:

"My name is Yue Zimu. I had the pleasure of seeing your talent in the city before. It is fate that we meet today. We are currently trapped by the immortal arts here. If you are interested, you may stay and explore together."