99: Enter the temple and meet Fairy Jinmie again.

Just as Li Yan was about to strike down Zhao Sizheng, a deep voice came from afar.

"Hold your sword!!!"

But Li Yan ignored the voice and directly struck down with his sword.

Blood splattered onto the snow, its burning heat melting the snowflakes, and the head immediately rolled.

Zhao Sizheng, perished!

By the time Li Yan had killed Zhao Sizheng, that figure had teleported in front of Li Yan.

His face was gloomy, and a jade tablet hung from his waist, indicating his identity.

This person was the Si Zheng of Yin Si Prison!

Unlike the recently deceased Zhao Sizheng, Zhao Sizheng had an additional 'Deputy' in his title.

The newcomer, however, was [Yin Si Prison Si Zheng • Sixth Rank Official].

Especially the aura emanating from him, which made Li Yan feel pressure.

This Si Zheng was definitely not in the Blood Core Realm, but in the Blood Cocoon Realm.

The Blood Cocoon Realm corresponded to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Li Yan could feel that in his Dantian, a flesh-like cocoon had already formed.

The Blood Core transforming into a cocoon meant that the next Breakthrough would be the Feather Transformation Realm, ascending to become an Immortal.

The strength of this Si Zheng was not to be underestimated.

However, Li Yan killing the Deputy Zhao Sizheng also caused the other party's displeasure.

"Didn't I tell you to spare him?"

Facing the other party's reprimand, Li Yan had not yet opened his mouth.

Immortal Master Zhang next to him stepped forward and pointed at the other party's nose, scolding.

"Old Liu! Do you not know that a traitor has appeared in your Yin Si Prison!"

"This Zhao Feihu, Deputy Zhao Sizheng."

"He colluded with Yin Demon and tried to harm us."

Watching Zhang Jiu scold him relentlessly, he relied on being the sole Legacy of Dragon Tiger Mountain and having a high seniority, so he naturally wasn't afraid of the other party.

It was precisely because of Zhang Jiu's upright character that he was ostracized in Mi Mountain City.

However, with Zhang Jiu taking the lead, Li Yan could be more low-key.

This Si Zheng, after being sprayed with saliva all over his face, said coldly.

"Zhao Sizheng colluded with Yin Demon, do you have evidence?"

"If there is no evidence, and you dare to arbitrarily kill a Sixth Rank Deputy Si Zheng of the Holy Hall, then wouldn't it mean you can kill whoever you want?"

Zhang Jiu didn't humor the other party and directly threw out a Talisman: "This is a Tracing Light Talisman, it contains the evidence I recorded!"

The Talisman ignited, playing out the scene of Zhao Sizheng colluding with Yin Demon in full detail.

Looking at that mirrored image, this Si Zheng fell silent.

"Hmm..."

"I understand."

"It seems that Deputy Zhao Sizheng, during his long-term confrontation with Yin Demon, had his mind corrupted and his spirit degenerated."

"You timely detected and exposed the black sheep within Yin Si Prison; as Si Zheng, I am ashamed of myself."

However, Li Yan didn't want to argue with him; he went straight to the point.

"I have already Sealed this demon den, can I be granted an audience with the Immortal Venerable?"

Li Yan didn't care about other things; he only cared about whether he could meet Ember Immortal.

The Si Zheng was slightly startled, then recovered.

"As a mere Ninth Rank Night Patrolman, to achieve such a feat, you will certainly be granted an audience with the Immortal Venerable."

"You two go back and prepare; I will go up and report. The Immortal Venerable will grant you an audience in the Mishan Holy Hall."

It worked?

Li Yan secretly rejoiced; he would soon be able to see Ember Immortal, and then he would have a way to return to the dream realm.

He wanted to see what caused the ancient god to awaken again after he left.

Fairy Fuling died tragically, and other Immortals were also missing.

Where Moonlit Sword Immortal went, all these things were unclear.

Also, how did Spiritual Qi decline to this extent, with only faint Spiritual Qi lingering in the world?

Li Yan urgently wanted to clarify how all this came to be.

The ancient gods were already Sealed, so why were blood magic cultivators still everywhere?

Walking back, Li Yan's mind was filled with these thoughts.

Especially since he was about to see his disciple, he wondered if Ember Immortal would recognize him?

While pondering, he stepped on his Flying Sword, passed through the snow-capped mountains, and arrived at the 'Town Yin Hall' within Yin Si Prison.

However, after Li Yan and the others left, at the entrance of that demon den.

In a vast expanse of white snow, the Si Zheng looked at the headless Deputy Zhao Sizheng on the ground.

Si Zheng Liu Haishan shook his head: "You useless fellow, to be killed by such a junior?"

He knelt down and began to carefully collect Deputy Zhao Sizheng's body.

The Si Zheng took out a red thread and a golden needle, and with needle and thread, he sewed Deputy Zhao Sizheng's head back onto his neck, stitch by stitch.

...

...

Inside the Town Yin Hall, Li Yan was sitting at the Eight Immortals table, drinking calming tea.

He was waiting, waiting for the Immortal Venerable's audience.

Zhang Jiu next to him had also specially changed into a purple Daoist robe and said excitedly.

"The Immortal Venerable will soon grant us an audience."

"Fellow Daoist Li, why don't you change into a more presentable Daoist robe? Why are you still dressed so simply?"

Li Yan chuckled and shook his head: "This cloth robe is enough for me."

He had specifically changed into his original blue cloth Daoist robe; this was the robe he wore in his dream realm more than thirty thousand years ago.

He wondered if Ember Immortal would recognize him, her Master, after more than thirty thousand years, seeing him dressed like this?

Even Li Yan, who was usually calm, felt a slight nervousness.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, meeting his disciple again after more than thirty thousand years.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his restless heart.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door.

The person who arrived was Si Zheng Liu Haishan of Yin Si Prison.

Liu Haishan wore a white robe with gold trim and held a white jade staff.

His tone was devoid of emotion: "The Venerable has summoned you; follow me up the holy mountain to meet the Immortal Venerable."

Li Yan slowly stood up; he had already adjusted his state of mind, ready to meet Zenmatsu.

Immortal Master Zhang next to him was so excited that his palms were sweating, muttering incessantly.

"I didn't expect that I would have the chance to meet the Immortal Venerable."

"Is my luck good? This opportunity came too easily."

Immortal Master Zhang couldn't even imagine that he would soon meet that Old Ancestor-level Immortal Venerable.

Li Yan, who had returned to calmness, strode forward and followed behind Si Zheng Liu Haishan.

Liu Haishan led the two up the holy mountain, not forgetting to instruct them.

"When you see the Venerable, do not shout or make a fuss."

"When you see her, you must keep your head down and not look directly at the Immortal Venerable."

"We'll discuss these rules as we walk; you must remember them all."

In everyone's eyes, Immortal Venerable Zenmatsu was a supreme True Immortal, a Saint of the Immortal Law era who had lived for over thirty thousand years.

For Li Yan and the others to be granted this audience was an unparalleled honor.

All the way to the entrance of the Holy Hall, Liu Haishan was still rambling on about various rules.

Li Yan let it go in one ear and out the other.

If Ember Immortal recognized him, all these formalities would be meaningless.

The Holy Hall's gate slowly opened, and Ember Immortal's familiar voice came from within.

"Come in, all of you."