204: The arrival of all races

On the day of the Immortal Nectar Banquet, countless factions and clans, large and small, from the five domains arrived at the Ascension Palace!

The sky above Weiyang Star was filled with countless spirit ships docked.

The Ascension Palace basically did not turn away any clan that came to the Ascension Palace.

Whether they had received an invitation or not, every clan had a desire to join in the excitement.

Fortunately, the grounds of the Ascension Palace were extremely vast, and those who could truly enter the Ascension Palace to taste the Immortal Nectar were at least at the Body Integration, Great Ascension, or Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

The white jade squares of the Ascension Palace were filled with many white jade chairs, totaling three squares.

They corresponded to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, Great Ascension Stage, and Body Integration Stage respectively.

As the clans continued to pour in, these three squares gradually filled up, with no seats left!

"The Beast Domain's Suo Ni Royal Family has arrived!"

Following the shout from the Ascension Palace Cultivator, the clans sitting on the white jade chairs looked over one after another.

Since the Beast Race could occupy a Star Domain, their strength was naturally extremely powerful.

As the Suo Ni Royal Family, which had never changed as the royal family of the Beast Domain, their history was long and extremely mysterious.

Soon, the Suo Ni Royal Family was led to the position closest to the Palace Master of the Ascension Palace.

"Saoni King, I trust you have been well."

Above the high white jade platform, Mo Qianjie smiled and greeted the Saoni King.

The Saoni King nodded slightly and performed a salute: "Greetings, Palace Master Mo. I trust you have been well, Palace Master Mo. Your aura has become even deeper."

"Haha, Saoni King, you jest. This old man has been stuck here for ten thousand years; there is no progress to speak of."

"However, I wonder if the Saoni King's Law of Prophecy has reached Major Achievement?"

"I have been looking forward to it very much!" Mo Qianjie said immediately.

The Saoni King's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not answer Mo Qianjie but instead sat in his seat, closed his eyes, and began to contemplate.

The Long Princess of the Shuoni Clan on the side saw this and transmitted her voice: "Father, what does Mo Qianjie mean by these words?"

The Saoni King felt a cold sneer in his heart and transmitted back: "What else could it be? He is just probing to see if I have foreseen his true purpose."

"Then Father, this Immortal Nectar Banquet is in great danger!"

"Haha, don't worry. I have already used the xuan ling foretelling mirror to predict it before. Mo Qianjie would definitely not dare to make a move against us at this time!"

"Mo Qianjie cannot possibly have a treasure that can counter the predictions of the xuan ling foretelling mirror!"

"However, he has summoned all the clans of the five domains with this Immortal Nectar Banquet; I fear he has some ulterior motives."

"Hmm..."

Immediately after, the Ascension Palace Disciple shouted again.

"The Five Unifications Alliance Cultivators have arrived!"

The Five Unifications Alliance Cultivators were also the focus of the entire venue, as this was a Human Race organization completely opposed to the Ascension Palace.

In the past few decades, the Ascension Palace and the Five Unifications Alliance had also erupted into many wars, large and small.

Many clans did not know what the Ascension Palace was up to. It couldn't possibly be turning hostility into friendship, could it?

That would be too unbelievable.

The five Grand Elders of the Five Unifications Alliance were arranged in the position closest to Mo Qianjie, just like the Suo Ni Royal Family.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, Fellow Daoist Yin, Fellow Daoist Yuan, Fellow Daoist Ling, Fellow Daoist Zhou, I trust you have all been well!"

Mo Qianjie cupped his hands in a salute, a smile appearing on his face as he greeted them gently.

Seeing this, the five Grand Elders felt a deep sense of oddity in their hearts, not knowing what tricks Mo Qianjie was playing.

They each cupped their hands in return and sat down on their respective white jade chairs.

Yang Wuji transmitted his voice with a cold expression: "Fellow Daoist Mo, my Disciple is still in the Immortal Remnant Land, life or death unknown. I hope you will give me the method to open the Immortal Remnant Land!"

"Otherwise, you will not be able to hold this Immortal Nectar Banquet smoothly!"

After hearing this, Mo Qianjie was not angry at the threat. Instead, he sighed and transmitted back: "Sigh! Fellow Daoist Yang, please stay calm. I have been in seclusion for the past few days, and all these matters were done privately by my subordinates!"

"I was completely unaware!"

"As soon as I found out, I immediately put the War Spirit King and the others in confinement. Look, they haven't even come out today."

"Rest assured, after the Immortal Nectar Banquet ends today, I will definitely give you the method to open the Immortal Remnant Land!"

"It's just that whether your Disciple is dead or alive, I cannot control that. You also know that place is extremely dangerous!"

Yang Wuji remained silent for a long time after hearing this, then nodded slightly.

But he was nine-tenths skeptical of Mo Qianjie's words.

"Mo Qianjie, why have you gathered so many powerhouses from various clans here?!"

Following that, the Ascension Palace Cultivator continued to announce.

"The Yin Spirits Clan has arrived!"

"The Elf Clan has arrived!"

...

"The Demon Race has arrived!"

When the word "Demon Race" appeared, all the clans were shocked.

"It's actually the Demon Race. Is the Demon Race also on the invitation list?"

"That's right, why would the Ascension Palace even invite the Demon Race!"

The clans immediately began to discuss, filled with panic.

The Demon Race was almost a nightmare for all clans.

Shortly after, eight powerful figures of the Demon Race landed on the white jade chairs not far from Mo Qianjie.

The Eight Celestial Demons of the Demon Race had all come!

And among the attendants of the Demon Race, Yang Wuji and Jiang Qingying saw a very familiar figure.

The previous Yang Sect Holy Son, Song Yueming, who had been eroded by the Demonic Seed.

At this moment, Song Yueming no longer looked like a human. He had a pair of horns on his head, his eyes were red, his whole body was covered in demonic marks, and he exuded an extremely eerie aura.

His cultivation had already reached the seventh level of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, and his strength was truly remarkable.

He was standing behind a somewhat feminine Demon, motionless.

"Song Yueming!"

Seeing this person, Jiang Qingying clutched her clothes tightly, a deep anger hidden in her expression.

Although it was because he was controlled by the Demonic Seed, if it weren't for this person, her Yin Sect would not have declined!

"Oh? Do you two recognize my favorite demonic slave?" The feminine Demon smiled charmingly.

Yang Wuji and Jiang Qingying sneered: "You must be the Demonic Charm Heavenly Demon."

"This person has some history with our Yang Sect and Yin Sect. If Fellow Daoist Demonic Charm is willing to part with him for us to talk to, we would be extremely grateful."

"Extremely grateful? Hahaha, what do I need gratitude for?"

"You Humans really know how to say meaningless pleasantries."

"This person has great use to me; it is impossible to give him to you... Oh, if you exchange the woman next to you for me, I might consider it!"

Demonic Charm Heavenly Demon pointed her finger at Ning Sui beside Jiang Qingying and chuckled.

Jiang Qingying immediately snorted and scolded: "Fellow Daoist Demonic Charm, don't have wishful thinking. You cannot touch this person!"

"Oh? Is she really untouchable?" The Demonic Charm Heavenly Demon muttered with interest.