The cemetery was already surrounded by countless powerful figures. Mo Nian's expression changed instantly, because the auras of those powerful beings were far stronger than those of the Nine Nether Hunters.
"Ss s s..."
Beams of divine light shot toward the two of them. Mo Nian screamed in terror, the speed was too fast, and he was hit before he could react.
"Clang, dang... But
as those divine lights shot in, the hat on Mo Nian's head erupted with divine light, blocking all the divine light.
"What are you standing there for? Run quickly." Daoist Quede pushed Mo Nian, and with one leg, the runes on the tattered boot he had just put on flickered. His body actually floated up, and in a single step, he traveled hundreds of miles.
It should be known that after entering the Immortal Realm, the spiritual energy within Mo Nian's body was severely suppressed, making it impossible to fly like on the Tianwu Continent, let alone tear through the void with bare hands.
To master the laws of the Immortal Realm, one must cultivate immortal spiritual energy. But since he had just ascended, he had no immortal spirit energy in his body, so he couldn't use any techniques—just like someone who couldn't cultivate, no different from him.
However, these shoes and hats were truly magical—they could move according to his will, block attacks for him, and even walk in midair.
In just a few steps, he rushed to the boundary realm. This time, Mo Nian didn't need Daoist Quede's instruction and smashed the shovel at the barrier.
"Boom!"
The barrier was smashed open with a huge hole. The two escaped through it, running swiftly away.
Those people chased fiercely from behind, cursing as they went, basically saying they were despicable and urged them to stop and fight.
Fortunately, Mo Nian had those leather boots, able to cover hundreds of miles in a single step. Her legs spun up like windmills, and she sprinted wildly for half an hour, leaving those people behind. Mo Nian stopped, panting wildly like a dog. The only difference from a dog was that she didn't stick out her tongue.
Moreover, after running wildly all the way, he felt intense pain in his soul, severe chest tightness, and even a dizzy sensation.
"Hehe, this is the last session, and there's immortal spirit energy everywhere. You ran so wildly, inhaling too much immortal energy caused your body to react.
But it's okay. Over time, you'll gradually adapt. Once you can adjust to the aura of the Immortal Realm, I can teach you the secret technique, and our sect can be further developed. Daoist Que De had been behind Mo Nian the whole time. When Mo Nian stopped, he stopped too, chuckling,
"I was quite worried at first, but seeing how skillfully you escape for your life, I knew you would definitely be chased by plenty of people in the next stage."
"Master, I was unreasonable earlier." Mo Nian said uneasily. He hadn't expected that the things Daoist Quede had given him were all treasures. He had gone a bit too far just now.
"Hehe, I'm your master. Master and disciple are like father and son. How could I hold this against you?" Daoist Quede chuckled, unconcerned.
"Master, you're so strong, why are you running away and hitting them?" Mo Nian asked in confusion.
Although Daoist Que De had never proven his strength, Mo Nian sprinted all the way, and Daoist Que De followed him like a shadow, not even breathing a breath, which showed that his strength was definitely superior to that group.
"What does it matter if this is strong or not? I dug up their graves and felt wrong, so when it comes to them, I won't fight back or curse back. Kid, remember, this is the rule of our lineage and must never be broken. "Daoist Quede's expression suddenly turned serious.
"By the way, Master, what kind of sect is our lineage? I still don't know." Mo Nian asked.
"Listen carefully, we are from the Wuliang Palace lineage. You are the ninety-seventh Palace Master of Wuliang Palace, and you are my only disciple. You are the future ninety-eighth Palace Master." Daoist Quede said solemnly.
Mo Nian was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that after arriving in the Immortal Realm, he would make a name for himself in less than a day and enjoy endless glory.
"Haha, awesome! This time, I'm going to make Long Chen jealous to death." Mo Nian burst out laughing, his eyes crinkling with laughter, as if he could see himself about to ascend the throne and countless immortals worshipping him.
"Who is Long Chen?" Daoist Quede asked casually.
"He's the only person who makes me bow down when it comes to showing off. But this guy's luck is overwhelming—definitely not as lucky as mine." Mo Nian said proudly.
"Master, where is our Wuliang Palace? "Please show me what I've got." Mo Nian looked full of anticipation.
"Knowledge is no use." Daoist Quede shook his head.
"What?" Mo Nian was taken aback.
"Take it down," Daoist Quede shrugged helplessly.
"This ..."
Mo Nian was taken aback. "Should we build a new one?" What about our disciples from Wuliang Palace? "
Isn't it just like this?" Daoist Quede glared wide-eyed.
"Damn, I can't just be the only disciple in the entire Wuliang Palace." Mo Nian's face instantly darkened.
"That's right, starting from the thirty-seventh generation, we've been passing down the tradition for each generation, one master and one disciple passing down the lineage until now." Daoist Que De nodded.
Mo Nian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This was nothing like what he had imagined. He couldn't help but shout angrily, "
So your Wuliang Palace has already declined. Are you deliberately setting me up?"
"Hehe, that's not right. Kid, for eight thousand years, I've traveled across hundreds of regions and provinces, always searching for an outstanding successor, but not a single one can pass on my legacy.
If I didn't have some background, would I be so picky? Let me put it this way: if you can master all my skills, no one in the whole world would dare offend you.
Of course, if you can surpass your predecessor, you might have a chance to revive Wuliang Palace. At that point, you'll be the most formidable figure besides the Boundless Immortal Venerable. The Wicked Daoist chuckled meaningfully.
Mo Nian was left stunned by his deception. He couldn't tell how much of the old man's words were true or false, and the old man's lecherous smile always felt unreliable.
"Crack..."
As the two were talking, the void suddenly split open. An immortal sword slashed down, shattering the stars in the heavens in an instant. This sword radiated immortal light, covering the universe. Mo Nian felt as if his soul was about to shatter, and he was shocked—what level of figure was this?
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Daoist Quede put away his lecherous smile and struck down with his palm, forming a rainbow divine bridge in the void.
"Bang!"
The Divine Bridge shattered, but after the bridge's resistance, Daoist Quede had already grabbed Mo Nian and sped away.
"Who is this person?" How could it be so terrifying? Mo Nian said in terror.
"That was an Immortal King. His combat power was mediocre. He wasn't very particular and had done many immoral things. I cleaned his ancestral tomb to help the people."
He had been chasing me for three days. According to palace rules, I couldn't fight back just because he was chasing me, so I had no choice but to run away.
You don't need to be surprised. In just a few years, you'll get used to it. From now on, you will follow my master, exploring the great ancient tombs together, chasing after themSeek historical relics, uncover the lost mysteries of our Wuliang Palace. Daoist Quede chuckled.
No one knew that years after his departure, he would raise a great figure who caused a sensation throughout the entire Immortal Realm.