Edited by RED
“The woman in red clothes, Jia Li Ya, is from the Ancient Beast Clan and is Garuḍa’s mother,” explained Chen Guang Yu.
Lin Feng’s expression kept changing. The woman there was Garuḍa’s mother!? Interesting. But nowadays, in Lin Feng’s eyes, the Ancient Beast Clan was just a medium-level ancient clan, so he didn’t care about them.
Everybody gave the Tai Qing Sect face though, including the Yuan Hall, the Ancient Beast Clan, the Ancient Soul Clan, the Ancient Human Clan, the Zhao Hall, and Tian Dao Yuan.
Lin Feng was just disappointed. He wished he could have seen some young geniuses of the Tian Ji Sect, such as Sha Chou. Sha Chou was a real young genius from the Tian Ji Sect in Lin Feng’s eyes.
And what about Jing Wu Hen? Were Yuan Feng and Jing Wu Hen still competing? Lin Feng had a bad feeling when he saw Yuan Feng was the representative of the Yuan Hall, but he wasn’t sure because Jing Wu Hen wasn’t easy to defeat, either.
“Let’s go Lin Feng. Follow us to the Tai Qing Hall,” said Chen Guang Yu, heading towards a stage. The other elders also led the way for the geniuses they had invited.
Lin Feng looked around for Zi Jing Xiao and Zhao Ming Jun, but realized they had already disappeared. Chen Guang Yu was right, Lin Feng had underestimated them. The only difference between the two was that Zi Jing Xiao had two servants, while Zhao Ming Jun had come alone.
Thinking about that, Lin Feng turned around and took a few steps down the mountain. It was surrounded by mist which never dispersed. The air was fresh and pleasant.
Of course, he quickly turned around and ten minutes later, caught up with the others.
They were in a gigantic kwoon, ten thousand meters long. There was a gigantic thousand-meter high statue in the middle, of a beautiful smiling woman.
When Lin Feng saw that, he was astonished. The Tai Qing Hall had the statue of a woman?
“What’s that?” Lin Feng asked Chen Guang Yu.
Chen Guang Yu stopped and informed him, “The founding Ancestor of the Tai Qing Sect, Qing Wan Yue!”
“Founding Ancestor?” Lin Feng was astounded. A woman had founded the Tai Qing Sect?! Lin Feng thought Qing Xu Duan was the founding ancestor of the Tai Qing Sect, but in the end, it seemed like he was just one of the elders!
“Look at the four corners of the kwoon,” Chen Guang Yu pointed out for him. There were thousand-meter statues there, too. They held swords and looked like intellectuals, but one could see they were extremely strong.
“Those are the four Dhammapalas. They were Qing Wan Yue’s servants. Back in the days, they only had the strength of the Supreme God layer; Ancestor Qing Wan Yue only had the strength of the fifth Supreme God layer.
“It’s difficult to imagine, right? Nowadays, you and I are even stronger than that. I don’t know why their cultivation level was so low, and our Ancestor won’t tell us why,” said Chen Guang Yu, shaking his head, continuing on. Lin Feng stayed with him.
Lin Feng knew what had prevented those people from having a higher cultivation level back then. Tian Dao Yuan had the problem, and so had the Tai Qing Sect.
The world had changed. It was much better now. There was no limit to strength, it seemed. It just depending on cultivators’ talent and abilities…
After crossing the kwoon, they saw a gigantic palace. On each side of it were pillars a hundred meters high. There were four snowy white pearls on those pillars, out of which a snowy white mist emerged to surround the palace. It was an isolated world!
Lin Feng understood when he saw all that. No wonder the Tai Qing Sect was so powerful. Now he was curious about the Ancient Human Clan. How was their territory? And that of the Zhao Hall, the Ancient Yan Clan, and the Tian Ji Sect?
Lin Feng was excited. He couldn’t wait to see all those places. He still lots of traveling to do. The Country of Eternity was big, and had so many different places and so many different ancient sects and clans.
Long ago, when the ancient sects and clans had been destroyed, not many had survived. However, Lin Feng was convinced that not all of them had already stepped out again. Lin Feng was ready to see more ancient sects and clans emerge in the future.
Everybody had gathered together. Lin Feng was in the crowd as they entered the great palace.
The palace was boundless; everything was made of gold and precious stones. It looked quite splendid, and the Qi in that palace was very pure. There was a tablet inside, on which was written Long Live Qing Cheng.
The handwriting was beautiful, like that of a courtly woman. It wasn’t difficult to imagine that the founding ancestor still passed on her knowledge to the new generations of the Tai Qing Sect.
One felt tiny in the palace. The ceiling was a hundred meters above their heads.
Lin Feng eyed Zi Jing Xiao, still in his wheelchair. He looked quite grave and serious. He kept glancing around, as if he had noticed many different incredible things. Lin Feng smiled wryly and shook his head. He didn’t notice anything in particular.
Zhao Ming Jun raised his head and glanced at the tablet. He looked like he was learning from it.
Qing Ling Xuan looked at Zhao Ming Jun, then Zi Jing Xiao and Lin Feng. He grinned mockingly, then flexed his left hand and touched his blue ring.
Lin Feng had noticed Qing Ling Xuan use his mala, but not his ring. He didn’t believe that it was just a space ring; it had to be something else. Qing Ling Xuan hadn’t used all his trump cards yet.
He had been merciful!
Thinking about that, Lin Feng was astonished. The young geniuses of the Tai Qing Sect were truly incredibly strong. Qing Ling Xuan couldn’t have lost so easily, or he wouldn’t have been considered a young genius in the Tai Qing Sect. Even if he was weaker than Zi Jing Xiao, he probably wasn’t by much!
The Tai Qing Sect had always been a first-class ancient sect since the ancient times.
As Lin Feng was in thought, he heard someone laugh out loud in a hoarse voice. “Hehe, young geniuses, you’re all early.”
Qing Xu Duan appeared. He was a skinny old man. Because he was skinny, he didn’t have many wrinkles. His long white hair was tied in a bun on the top of his head. He was wearing Taoist clothes which made him look even more mysterious.
Qing Xu Duan walked over to the main throne, but he didn’t sit down immediately. He first looked over Lin Feng and the others and smiled patiently. “Everybody, you are outstanding elites from various clans and sects. The Tai Qing Sect invited you and you agreed to come; it is a great honor for the Tai Qing Sect.
“You know we need to save Qing Xin Yue, so if you’re here, it’s for that purpose. Thank you, everybody!” said Qing Xu Duan, putting his fist on his heart. He bowed respectfully and earnestly to them.
When Lin Feng saw that, he was astonished; such a strong cultivator had bowed in front of younger geniuses! It showed he was really worried about Qing Xin Yue.
It was the first time Lin Feng had seen a cultivator of the seventh Great Supreme God layer bow in front of younger cultivators. Qing Xu Duan, the Supreme Patriarch of the Tai Qing Sect, seventh Great Supreme God layer… how terrifying!
Zi Jing Xiao and all the others watched respectfully. None of them dared act arrogantly or insolently in front of such a strong cultivator.
“Haha! Everybody, have a seat! No need to feel awkward!” Qing Xu Duan smiled at them.
Lin Feng and the others all sat down. Nobody argued about the chairs. Only weaklings argued about such things, not Great Supreme Gods.