All eighteen disciples of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang of the Hunyuan Gate had arrived.
The Twelve Full Moons of Yaoyue Palace were also present.
The Twelve Tiger Sons of the Huwei Wang Family.
The Twenty-Four Immortal Prodigies of the Immortal Estate.
Now, even the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants of the Changhong Branch Hall, which dominated the Great Northwest, had come. Among the so-called Ten Great Prodigies and Ten Great Talented Maidens of the Great Northwest, Cao Hongyun, the leader of the Nine Yang of Hunyuan Gate, counted as one; Zhong Yulong of Yaoyue Palace counted as one; Wang She of the Huwei Wang Family counted as one; and Young Master Zhu Chi of Blackwind Cave counted as one. Beyond these, Murong Tian, Shentu Hao, Han Feng, and others among the Twenty-Four Immortal Prodigies of the Immortal Estate occupied six of the seats.
And the Changhong Branch Hall, as one of the three major branch halls of the Crimson-Head in the Great Northwest, also occupied four seats among the so-called Ten Great Prodigies and Talented Maidens.
Gao Yuan, the leader of the Eighteen Elephants.
Lei Guang, one of the Nine Dragons.
Qi Hang, one of the Nine Dragons.
And Wan Dongfang, the leader of the Nine Dragons.
Each of the Twenty-Four Immortal Prodigies of the Immortal Estate was a dragon or phoenix among men, and the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants of the Changhong Branch Hall were no exception.
Each of the Twenty-Four Immortal Prodigies possessed Immortal Guardians, while the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants of the Changhong Branch Hall possessed Dragon-Elephant Guardians.
It was widely known that each of the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants of the Changhong Branch Hall had refined a Dragon-Elephant Spirit. Though not as ferocious and domineering as the true Dragon-Elephant Spirits of the Crimson-Head, their power was absolutely not something ordinary people could withstand. One must know that in the minds of many, the Dragon-Elephant Seed was comparable in strength to the Light Seed bestowed by the Immortal Court.
Some of the Twenty-Four Immortal Prodigies of the Immortal Estate possessed more than one Immortal Guardian, and similarly, some of the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants of the Changhong Branch Hall possessed more than one Dragon-Elephant Guardian.
Shentu Hao, Han Feng, and others of the Immortal Estate possessed three Immortal Guardians, while Gao Yuan, Lei Guang, Qi Hang, and others of the Changhong Branch Hall also possessed three Dragon-Elephant Guardians.
Murong Tian, the leader of the Twenty-Four Immortal Prodigies of the Immortal Estate, possessed four Immortal Guardians, and Wan Dongfang, the leader of the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants of the Changhong Branch Hall, also possessed four Dragon-Elephant Guardians.
Murong Tian had forged a Dao-heart at a young age, and Wan Dongfang was the same.
The profundity of Murong Tian's Great Nature Colored Spirit Fortune was unfathomable, possibly surpassing the Great Perfection, and Wan Dongfang was no exception.
Murong Tian possessed a mysterious fortune, and Wan Dongfang did as well.
For the past hundred years of the Present-Ancient Era, these two had been regarded as the leading figures among the younger generation in the Great Northwest, hailed as the Twin Prodigies of the Northwest. Though they kept a low profile, their names were absolutely thunderous and known to all in the Great Northwest.
This time, the Changhong Branch Hall had not only sent the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants but also a group of elders from the branch hall, and even the current hall master of the Changhong Branch Hall, Daozun Minghui, had come.
Not only had Hall Master Minghui come personally, but several of the Crimson-Head seniors stationed at the Changhong Branch Hall had also arrived.
Everyone knew that the old Crimson-Head seniors of the past were masters who had followed Lord Chixiao in his campaigns north and south, wading through seas of blood. Each was a battle-hardened, ruthless killer who would not blink at taking a life.
Blood Fiend builds the Heavenly Gang.
Dragon-Elephant guards the True Spirit.
Crimson-Head charges through the clouds.
Slaughter covers half the sky.
Blood Fiend Gang, Dragon-Elephant Spirit—who in the world today did not know the fearsome reputation of the Crimson-Head?
Among the Crimson-Head seniors who had come was Senior Hongwen, Chiyu's grandfather.
There was also an elderly man with a vigorous spirit, a murderous expression, and an imposing aura. This person's status was even more formidable; he was one of the three incense masters stationed at the Changhong Branch Hall, Senior Xuefeng. At the same time, he had another identity—he was Wuhen's maternal grandfather.
They had come.
All of them had come.
Hunyuan Gate, the Huwei Wang Family, Blackwind Cave, plus Yaoyue Palace, and the Immortal Court and the Crimson-Head.
It was no exaggeration to say that at this moment, nearly half of the notable figures of the Great Northwest were present within the hall—both the legendary figures of the older generation and the rising stars of the younger generation.
What to do?
They did not know.
Han Dong did not know, Ouyang Ye knew even less. Faced with so many experts, even Qian Shan felt extremely uneasy. She understood that while some among the various sects might truly be here for revenge in their massive, all-out mobilization, more were certainly targeting the mysterious turtle in Old Nine's possession that could forge one's physical body into a Bedrock Physique.
Even more terrifying was that those who had come today were not limited to these people. In addition, quite a few of the reincarnated individuals had also arrived. Qian Shan had just taken a look; there were at least ten to twenty of them. Clearly, they too were very eager to learn Gu Qingfeng's whereabouts, and their goal was likely also that Bedrock Mysterious Turtle.
Now she could only hope that Su Hua Fairy would arrive as soon as possible. Otherwise, not only would Han Dong not survive, but Ouyang Ye would not either. Qian Shan knew that if she got involved, she too would likely...
face grave danger.
Although her cultivation and strength were also formidable, and she possessed powerful treasures bestowed by the Fairy, facing so many experts, plus so many reincarnated mighty ones, even if she risked her life, it would be futile.
The only one who could salvage this situation now was Su Hua.
No one else could.
Just as the Crimson-Head forces stormed into Yaoyue Palace, the people of Wuse Mountain had also arrived. The Nine Ultimate Solitary Elders led by Ku Yu, the Eighteen Swords led by Liu Qingyan and Profound Heart, and the Twenty-Four Young Heroes led by Qing Xi had all turned out in full force.
All on Wuse Mountain are gentlemen.
Their purpose in coming this time was not the Bedrock Mysterious Turtle in Gu Qingfeng's possession, but Elder Kumu.
Gu Qingfeng had taken Elder Kumu with him when he left, and his whereabouts remained unknown to this day; whether he was alive or dead was also unknown. Everyone on Wuse Mountain was deeply anxious. Having just learned of the news from Han Dong and Ouyang Ye, they had also rushed over at the first opportunity.
At this moment.
Yaoyue Mountain was already packed to the brim, and large groups of people continued to arrive from all directions upon receiving the news. Some might have come to watch the spectacle, but more were likely here for that legendary Bedrock Mysterious Turtle.
The various major sects watched with tiger-like intensity, surrounding Han Dong and the others in layer upon layer, completely sealing them off. They all pressed for Gu Qingfeng's whereabouts, each radiating murderous intent. Their demeanor suggested that if Han Dong and Ouyang Ye did not reveal Gu Qingfeng's location today, these people would tear the two of them to pieces.
Neither Han Dong nor Ouyang Ye had ever experienced such a scene before. They were already frightened out of their wits and at a complete loss. In the end, it was Qian Shan who stepped forward and said,
"Might I have a word with everyone?"
Everyone present knew that Qian Shan was someone close to Su Hua, and Su Hua was a Fairy renowned throughout the world. Over the years, her deeds of healing the sick, guiding the lost, practicing charity, showing compassion to all living beings, and forming widespread good karma were known to all. There was no one in the world who did not respect her; even those reclusive old monsters who cultivated in seclusion knew the name of Su Hua Fairy.
Although the various forces were filled with rage, since Qian Shan, as someone close to Su Hua Fairy, had something to say, they still had to give her this face—whether it was the Immortal Estate or the Crimson-Head, it was the same. At the same time, no one dared not to give this face. As the saying goes, if not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's—after all, no one wanted to offend someone of Su Hua Fairy's great status, background, and fortune.
"I can understand everyone's feelings, and I also know why you are all so angry. If they knew, Ye Ye and Han Dong would definitely tell you Young Lord Chiyan's whereabouts. But they truly do not know. Over the past few days, not only have you been searching, but we have also been searching for his trail."