599: Moyang Sect

"Wow! So spectacular! It's much better looking than Ghost Cry Cliff!"

Qiong Shuang lay on the edge of the Flying Sword, her small mouth slightly agape, her large azure eyes filled with wonder.

"Hmph, it's a bit less impressive than the Yin Yang Sect's 'Yin Yang Heaven-Locking Grand Formation,' but it's still quite grand."

You Yuan's voice echoed in Yao Delong's mind, carrying the sense of superiority of an ancient Sect's artifact spirit.

Little Black stood to the side, observing silently, his heart filled with awe:

"The Moyang Sect truly lives up to its reputation! This Formation's power is no less than that of the Nine Nether Sect's headquarters!

Master brought me here... Is he planning to flip the table?"

The three streaks of light converged and landed before the Moyang Sect's colossal mountain gate, which was carved from a single massive rock containing pure Yang Jade!

The mountain gate was over a hundred zhang tall, with the four characters "Moyang Grotto-Heaven" inscribed in a vigorous and ancient style—

Characters that seemed to contain the true intent of a blazing sun, radiating a scorching and majestic aura!

Before the mountain gate, several Late Golden Core Stage Disciples dressed in uniform crimson-gold Daoist robes stood guard with refined auras.

When they clearly saw the three figures descending from the sky, especially sensing the unconcealed,

unfathomably powerful auras like abysses—mainly from Yao Delong and Little Black—their expressions instantly became extremely grave!

The lead Disciple, a Golden Core Peak cultivator with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, suppressed the trepidation in his heart.

He stepped forward from the crowd and bowed respectfully yet with poise to the leading Yao Delong:

"Junior Zhao Ting, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Moyang Sect, greets the Seniors!

May I ask what brings the Seniors to our Moyang Sect? Do you have a visiting card or an introduction from a familiar Senior?"

His gaze swept over them quickly:

The leading young man: In a mysterious black Daoist robe, his posture as upright as a pine, his face extraordinarily handsome,

his temperament as deep as the sea, and the faintly emanating pressure made even this Golden Core Peak Disciple feel suffocated!

The burly, bald giant behind him: His skin was as black as iron, his muscles knotted like a crouching primordial beast!

What shocked him even more was that this ferocious-looking giant was actually... incredibly respectful to the black-robed youth?!

His eyes were full of reverence and... fawning?!

The voluptuous elder sister with waterfall-like silver hair beside them: Her aura was equally powerful,

carrying the primal pressure unique to a flood dragon (Ninth-Rank Soul Transformation), as she looked around curiously.

"This combination... is too bizarre!" Alarm bells rang in Zhao Ting's heart.

Yao Delong smiled slightly and said in a calm tone, "I'll trouble this Junior Brother to announce us.

I am Yao Delong of the Yin Yang Sect. I have come specifically to visit your Sect's Saintess, Li Linger."

"Yin Yang Sect? Yao... Yao Delong?!"

Zhao Ting and the Disciples behind him felt as if they had been struck by a bolt of lightning! Their eyes widened instantly, and their mouths hung open wide enough to fit an egg!

Yao Delong?!

The super fiend god who was rumored to have slain Soul Transformation cultivators while in the Nascent Soul Stage, fought against the Void Refining Realm at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, and ground the Nine Nether Sect's face into the dirt?!

The... the fiancé of our Sect's Saintess, Li Linger?!

Shouldn't he be in seclusion at the Yin Yang Sect or being hunted by the Nine Nether Sect?!

Why would he suddenly appear at the Moyang Sect's mountain gate?!

Several Disciples subconsciously sensed Yao Delong's aura again... Late Stage Soul Transformation Peak!

But that pressure, as deep as the sea and faintly causing their Souls to sting, could definitely not be faked!

Looking at the loyal "lackey" appearance of the giant beside him... the rumors were actually true!

This Yao Delong was truly outrageously fierce! He could even subdue a Void Refining Realm powerhouse?!

Zhao Ting reacted the fastest, the shock on his face instantly transforming into immense respect, even carrying a hint of excitement and trepidation!

He hurriedly bowed deeply again, his tone filled with absolute respect: "So it is Senior Brother Yao who has graced us with his presence!

My apologies for the lack of hospitality! Please forgive me, Senior Brother! Senior Brother, please follow me to the Guest Welcoming Peak to rest for a moment. I will immediately have someone inform the Saintess and the Hall Master!"

As he spoke, he signaled to a nearby Disciple who was also dazed with shock.

That Disciple snapped out of it and scrambled to turn into a streak of light, flying toward the depths of the Sect to deliver the news.

"I'll trouble Junior Brother Zhao to lead the way." Yao Delong nodded, his expression indifferent, as if he were just dropping by for a visit.

Under Zhao Ting's respectful guidance, the group passed through the majestic mountain gate and entered the interior of the Moyang Sect.

Along the way were exotic flowers and rare herbs, spiritual springs and waterfalls, with pavilions and towers hidden amidst the clouds and mist.

Immortal cranes and spiritual birds soared and darted about, and the dense Spiritual Qi was almost tangible, several times more concentrated than the outside world!

Qiong Shuang was dazzled by the sight, while Little Black tried his best to restrain his malevolent aura, silently comparing the foundations of the two Sects.

Soon, they were led to a Guest Welcoming Hall located halfway up the mountain, with an excellent view and an elegant, grand layout.

Inside the hall, clever Utility Disciples had already served steaming "Nine Suns Cloud Mist Spiritual Tea" overflowing with Spiritual Qi.

The fragrance of the tea was refreshing, and one whiff was enough to invigorate the spirit.

"Senior Brother Yao, Seniors, please sit for a moment. The Saintess comes and goes unpredictably; I will go and check the situation right away!"

Zhao Ting bowed and withdrew, fine beads of sweat already seeping from his forehead.

Facing this notoriously fierce fiend god, the pressure was simply too great!

Just as Zhao Ting stepped out of the hall and before he could get far, he was immediately surrounded by a crowd of curious Moyang Sect Disciples!

"Senior Brother Zhao! Senior Brother Zhao! Who was it that just went in? What a grand entrance!"

"Exactly! That black-faced giant is so scary!"

"The one in black leading them is so handsome! His aura is a hundred times stronger than Senior Brother Liu's!"

A female Disciple held her face, her eyes shining.

"Yes, yes, yes! I saw him too! That gaze, that physique... he's simply an Immortal Lord descended to earth!"

A group of female Disciples chattered away, their faces flushing red.

Zhao Ting looked at this group of ignorant Juniors, especially the ones acting like lovestruck fools.

He barked irritably, "All of you, shut up! Stop making such a fuss! Do you even know who is sitting inside?!"

He took a deep breath and said each word slowly, with immense awe:

"That person is the True Disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, Yao—De—Long! He is also the fiancé and Dao Companion of our Saintess Linger!"

"Hiss—!" It was like cold water hitting a hot oil pan! The surrounding Disciples instantly erupted!

"Yao Delong?! The Yao Delong who fought against the Void Refining Realm?!"

"My god! He actually came to our Sect?!"

"No wonder... no wonder he has a Void Refining powerhouse as a follower! So it's this fiend god!"

"Saintess Linger's fiancé... Hiss, I used to think he was a bit unworthy of the Saintess, but now it seems... I was blind!"

A male Disciple who had previously been unconvinced muttered.

"More than just worthy! They are simply a perfect match, a marriage made in heaven!" another Disciple immediately retorted.

The female Disciples were even more excited:

"Senior Sister Linger is so lucky! Her fiancé is both handsome and powerful!"

"Wuwuwu, I'm crying from envy! When will I find a Dao Companion like that!"

Zhao Ting watched the sudden change in sentiment and sighed inwardly:

"As expected, in the face of absolute strength, all doubts are just passing clouds..."

While the discussions were buzzing outside, inside the hall, the group was savoring their spiritual tea.

Suddenly!

An indescribable fragrance, like a spring breeze brushing over a heart-lake, silently permeated the entire hall!

Immediately following that, an exquisitely graceful figure, as if stepping out of a painting,

and like a Fairy from the Moon Palace descending to earth, walked slowly into the hall with light steps.