Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156: Gathering of the Eastern Immortals!

Niu Manshan?

Ning Fan had never heard this name before, so naturally he did not understand what grievances this person had with the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.

If Emperor Jin Heng were here, with his grasp of the secrets of the Boundary River, he might have known the ins and outs of this matter. Ning Fan, however, did not.

Outside, the Sealing Tower was still swaying unsteadily. That was proof that Emperor Jin Heng and the others had resolved to destroy the Sealing Tower. Unfortunately, with just a wave of his hand, Niu Manshan had reinforced the tower’s defenses by countlessfold, clearly not intending to give Emperor Jin Heng and the others any chance to break it.

Speaking of the grievances of those years, Niu Manshan was utterly unable to let go. Seeing that Ning Fan truly did not know of this matter, his anger slightly subsided. Wearing a cold expression, he pared away the details and related the events of those years to Ning Fan.

It was said that on the day a certain Immortal Emperor of the Immemorial Era attained the Dao, Heaven’s will turned into a sword that severed half his palm and transformed it into the Heavenly Bull Clan. Thus began the Heavenly Ox Clan.

The Heavenly Bull Hide Pattern of the Heavenly Ox Clan was incomparably formidable, yet for some unknown reason, from time immemorial to the present, this clan had never been able to give birth to a true Saint; the strongest among them had only ever reached the Quasi-Saint realm.

From ancient times until now, the powerful figures of the Heavenly Ox Clan had all been searching for a method to become a Saint. In order to give birth to a Saint, this clan had served countless Saints and Reverse Saints, all for the sake of seeking a future.

Sadly, none of the Saints or Reverse Saints were willing to help this clan give birth to a Saint; everyone said that helping the Heavenly Ox Clan produce a Saint would require an enormous, enormous price.

After drifting from place to place many times, the clan finally attached itself to the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, whose ferocity shook the world back then. The reason was that the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign had spoken with absolute certainty that he was willing to pay the price to help this clan give birth to a Saint, but the Heavenly Ox Clan would have to wait patiently until he had pacified the invaders of the Zi Dou Immortal Domain before this matter could be done.

[Right now the Nether Dust Sea is being invaded by the Calamity Clan, and the war is not yet settled. Once I repel the invaders, I will of my own accord enlighten a Saint for your Heavenly Ox Clan.] This was the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign’s promise back then!

Thus the Heavenly Ox Clan waited patiently. They waited and waited, all the way until the Zi Dou Immortal Domain was destroyed. In the end, before the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign could make a move to help this clan give birth to a Saint, he fell.

Countless powerhouses of the Heavenly Ox Clan died in battle to protect the Zi Dou Immortal Domain; only a very few Heavenly Ox experts had, by early imperial order, gone to guard the Boundary River’s Sealing Tower in the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign’s stead, and thus did not accompany the Zi Dou Immortal Domain to its grave.

Those very few Heavenly Ox experts always abided by their contract with the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign. Their physical defense transformed into the Sealing Tower guarding the Boundary River; their True Spirits turned into loyal guards, protecting the Sealing Tower and suppressing the foreign race.

Even if the Zi Dou Immortal Domain was annihilated, even if the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign fell, even if countless ages passed, those Heavenly Ox experts always believed that the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign had not forgotten them. Perhaps, before his death, the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign had set up some arrangement to fulfill that old promise, to help the Heavenly Ox Clan give birth to a Saint.

Yet there was nothing...

All their expectations ultimately turned into nothing but disappointment.

Over a billion years passed. The Heavenly Ox True Spirits guarding the Sealing Tower on the Eastern Boundary River aged and died one after another; their Immortal lifespans ran dry and they were reduced to ashes under lightning tribulation, leaving behind only the Sealing Tower formed from their remains, eternally suppressing the Boundary River.

Niu Manshan was the last clansman of the Heavenly Ox Clan. If he were to fall as well, then the bloodline of the Heavenly Ox Clan would be severed from that moment on...

Different from the other members of the Heavenly Ox Clan, he did not believe in the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign; he had never believed from the very beginning. He had advised his clansmen countless times to leave the Zi Dou Immortal Domain, to return to the ancestral land of the Heavenly Ox Clan, to abandon the illusory wish of becoming Saints—but no one in the Heavenly Ox Clan would listen! Thus he could only watch helplessly as his clansmen, for the sake of a promise that would never see the light of day, passed away one by one...

"Senior’s hatred toward the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign—is it because the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign never had the chance to fulfill his promise? Therefore, whenever Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators enter this tower with the intent to repair the seal, you kill them in revenge?" Ning Fan sighed and asked.

From what could be inferred, the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign had not intentionally deceived the Heavenly Ox Clan. In such a situation, where even the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign himself had fallen and the entire Zi Dou Immortal Domain had been annihilated in an instant, how could he spare any thought for the minor matter of the Heavenly Ox Clan’s sainthood...

In the end, the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators had failed the Heavenly Ox Clan.

If Niu Manshan sought revenge again and again for this, Ning Fan could understand, though he did not agree.

"Hmph! Don’t take my Heavenly Ox Clan for faithless, treacherous villains! The Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators who fell here at the summit of the tower were all Ancient Cultivators, all men who deserved death, or people controlled by Calamity Thought. That year, this seat had not yet truly resolved to betray the Zi Dou Immortal Domain. These people who came to the tower’s summit—how could they have truly wanted to repair the seal? They sought only to tear open the seal and plunge the Dreamland Realm into chaos; that is why they were slain by this seat! It is only in recent years that this seat has grown utterly disheartened and finally resolved to break the seal and escape this place... In the Era of Decline, there are no Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators capable of coming down beneath the Boundary River to repair the seal here, and thus this seat has never once killed any Eastern Celestial Cultivator. In nearly a hundred million years, you are the only Eastern Celestial Cultivator to enter this place, and also the only Purple Dou descendant who nearly died by this seat’s hand!"

Speaking of the attack on Ning Fan, Niu Manshan felt no guilt whatsoever, only a deep, thick disappointment—disappointment toward the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.

Niu Manshan continued his story. He had long since grown unwilling to abide by the contract and guard the Boundary River for the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.

The Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign’s seal not only sealed the Foreign Clans of the Boundary River, it also sealed the True Spirits of Niu Manshan and the other Heavenly Ox, so that they could never leave the Sealing Tower for the rest of their lives unless they destroyed the Immortal Emperor Seal. That year, it had also been purely by chance that Niu Manshan had managed to leave the Sealing Tower once without damaging the Immortal Emperor Seal.

It was precisely because Niu Manshan left the Sealing Tower that time, that the Heavenly Shadow Clan was wiped out to the last, all dying at Niu Manshan’s hands!

Unfortunately, at that time Niu Manshan had only just left the Sealing Tower and was in an extremely weakened state; he was then besieged by the many Other Clans’ Quasi-Saints, including the Blood God Geng Wu. Though Niu Manshan displayed incomparable ferocity, slaying several Heavenly Shadow Clan Quasi-Saints and heavily wounding Blood God Geng Wu, the Other Clans’ Quasi-Saints still seized an opening to join forces and seriously injure him, and in doing so they also destroyed the Sealing Tower.

The Sealing Tower was formed from Niu Manshan’s physical defense; it was his foundation. Once that tower was destroyed, Niu Manshan’s True Spirit was implicated and actually dispersed into nothing.

This dispersal into nothingness was not death, but a slumber. If someone could repair the Sealing Tower, Niu Manshan would be able to awaken again along with the space inside the tower.

Niu Manshan did not conceal any of this from Ning Fan; he told him everything.

After listening to these stories, Ning Fan truly sympathized with the Heavenly Ox Clan’s fate. But sympathy was sympathy; he would not give up repairing the Immortal Emperor Seal for this reason.

"Senior has said so much; what will it take for you to allow this junior to repair the seal here? Let’s speak plainly. If there were truly no room for negotiation in this matter, Senior would never bother to waste words with this junior! State your terms. So long as it is within this junior’s ability, we may discuss one or two things." Ning Fan said bluntly.

"Very well. Since we’ve spoken to this extent, it would be excessive for this seat to continue putting on airs. As long as you agree to three demands of this seat, I will allow you to repair the Immortal Emperor Seal here!"

"What demands!"

"First, you must help this seat escape from this tower!"

"This... Senior is constrained by the Immortal Emperor Seal. Unless all the seals are destroyed, you cannot escape. This junior will never destroy all the seals of the Eastern Boundary River to help Senior escape. This demand, forgive this junior for being unable to accept!" Ning Fan refused.

"Heh heh, who told you that to escape this place, one must destroy all the Immortal Emperor Seals? If that were so, how did this seat manage to get out last time and slaughter the Heavenly Shadow Clan when the Immortal Emperor Seal had not yet been completely destroyed?"

"So there is a certain method that allows one to ignore the Immortal Emperor Seal and escape?" Ning Fan was taken aback.

"Correct! But this method requires paying a hefty price. However, with your help, the price this seat must pay can undoubtedly be reduced by a great margin. Well then, will you accept this demand or not?"

"..."

Ning Fan frowned and fell silent.

If I can rescue Niu Manshan without damaging the Immortal Emperor Seal, then it’s not that I can’t agree to this request.

The problem is... after Niu Manshan escapes from the Sealing Tower and flees the Boundary River, will he take revenge on the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators?

Without a doubt, Niu Manshan hates the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators. If this man regains his freedom, will he run to the Eastern Heaven and carry out a massacre...

"I know what you’re worried about. Next comes my second demand. I can swear a Restrictive Spell: once I regain my freedom, I will absolutely not carry out large-scale revenge on Zidou Descendants. Of course, small-scale revenge is still necessary. Once I’m free, I must kill one billion Zidou Descendants to vent my anger! Do you agree to this demand?"

"Impossible!" Ning Fan’s eyes turned cold; he refused without even thinking.

How could he possibly let Niu Manshan run rampant and slaughter across the four heavens and nine worlds!

"Eight hundred million! Eight hundred million will do then. I’m already willing to be lenient and not slaughter every Descendant of Zidou—this is already magnanimous enough. You must know, my Heavenly Bull Clan was wiped out because of the Zi Dou Immortal Domain, and the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign broke his promise—shouldn’t he pay some price!" Niu Manshan said unhappily, somewhat blaming Ning Fan for not knowing what was good for him.

The death of eight hundred million people, that’s all—what great matter is that? He had already compromised; if Ning Fan still wouldn’t agree, then he was giving him no face at all!

"No." Ning Fan rejected him coldly.

"Six hundred million!"

"No."

"Five hundred million!"

"Not even one! If, after you’re rescued, you harbor any intent of revenge against the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators, I will absolutely never let you go!" Ning Fan sneered.

"Detestable, you brat don’t have the slightest sincerity in negotiation. Forget it then!"

"Very well. In that case, I’ll go repair the seals on the other Sealing Towers. The Sixth Route has three Sealing Towers; it’s not like this is the only one! Only, in that case, Senior can forget about having me help you break free, and I’ll even find ways to stop Senior from breaking free!"

"You actually dare threaten me! Seeking death!" Niu Manshan flew into a rage; what he hated most was being threatened. He raised his hand and unleashed the Heavenly Bull Hide Pattern, intending to seize and kill Ning Fan.

Ning Fan sneered. Since he was very young he had known that if you want to negotiate on equal footing, you must possess equal strength. The reason he dared to speak so brazenly to Niu Manshan was precisely because he had that capability!

Whoosh!

Niu Manshan’s Heavenly Bull Hide Pattern sucked at another patch of empty air!

Borrowing Niu Manshan’s spatial suction force, Ning Fan in an instant closed in to Niu Manshan’s rear flank, then once more raised the Severing Ties Broken Sword and slashed down.

"Detestable!"

This time Niu Manshan was relatively alert and dodged quickly; he was not pierced by the Severing Ties Broken Sword. Even so, cold sweat still beaded on his forehead, because he had almost been stabbed by that Lotus Sword Intent.

After a single exchange, Niu Manshan’s fury subsided somewhat, and he glared at Ning Fan through gritted teeth.

If he were able to kill Ning Fan, he would absolutely skin him alive to vent his hatred; how would he demean himself, a dignified Ancient Great Cultivator, to make deals with a mere Immortal King like Ning Fan.

"Senior’s first demand, I can agree to. But I also have a demand: after Senior escapes, you must stay by my side for three thousand years! For these three thousand years, I will plant a restriction in Senior’s body as a check. After three thousand years, I’ll grant Senior freedom, but Senior must also guarantee that for the rest of this life you will not slaughter even a single Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator without cause!" Ning Fan reversed the situation and raised his own condition to Niu Manshan.

"Impossible! Look at who I am—how could I take orders from you! Don’t say three thousand years, even three hundred years, thirty years are out of the question!"

"In that case, let’s both take a step back. I can agree to help Senior break free, and Senior must promise that after gaining freedom, you will not slaughter any Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator without cause. If you can’t even agree to this, then I will absolutely never let Senior escape!" Ning Fan knew Niu Manshan could not possibly submit to him, so he slightly compromised.

"This..."

Niu Manshan now saw clearly that "not slaughtering Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators without cause" was Ning Fan’s bottom line. He really could not understand Ning Fan. So what if a few hundred million people die! To Ning Fan-level cultivators it was nothing but a trifling matter! If it were someone else negotiating with him, they might very well agree. Sacrificing a few hundred million people to repair the Immortal Emperor Seal, and thereby protect tens of thousands of times more Eastern Celestial Cultivators—no matter how you looked at it, the Eastern Heaven’s side would be the one profiting.

Yet Ning Fan was so stubbornly refusing this matter, even at the cost of once again clashing fiercely with him...

This brat’s sense of principle was far too strong...

"Fine. I can swear a Restrictive Spell, and I can even swear a Cause and Effect Oath. If you rescue me from this prison, I will under no circumstances slaughter any Zidou Descendants without cause." Of course, if they take the initiative to provoke me, then don’t blame me for having reason on my side when I strike them down!

Heh heh! With so many struggles for利益 in the cultivation world, even if I don’t strike first, as long as there’s利益 to be had, there will still be Zidou Descendants who don’t know life from death coming to cause me trouble...

By slowly killing off these fools, I’ll eventually reach a billion...

"A Cause and Effect Oath?" Ning Fan was taken aback; this was the first time he had heard of such an oath.

"It’s an oath of a higher order than a Restrictive Spell; even a Third Step Saint must abide by it. Once I swear this oath, I will not violate it under any circumstances. You can rest easy!" Niu Manshan explained.

"Right, my second demand was originally to kill one billion people. Since you don’t agree, I’ll have to提出 a new demand." Niu Manshan continued.

"You may."

"Regarding the Boundary River turmoil, although I have only just awakened, I have already gathered some information through certain channels. I’m very interested in this Boundary River chaos, and after I break free, I want to make a trip to the Western Heaven to cross hands with the Buddhas of this era. Rest assured, I won’t go to the Western Heaven and kill people at random. There are countless Third Step Sword Intents; that Lotus Sword Intent of yours is just one of them and is connected with Buddha. How about giving me your broken sword?"

"..."

Ning Fan frowned, pondering slightly.

How precious the Lotus Sword Intent in the Severing Ties Broken Sword was, Ning Fan was well aware. For it to draw such attention from an Ancient Great Cultivator, it was surely no Mortal Grade. To exchange this item for repairing the seal—it was a bit too high a price.

But it was just an external object; Ning Fan could still bear to part with it. No matter what, he would not sit by and watch those he cared about perish in the Eastern Heaven chaos.

"I can agree to this."

"Oh? You can agree to a condition like that, you really are generous!" Niu Manshan grinned from ear to ear and reached out to take the Severing Ties Broken Sword from Ning Fan’s hand.

"Not yet. We fix the seal first, then I’ll give you the broken sword." Ning Fan dodged Niu Manshan’s big hand and said coolly.

"Such a hassle! Just who do you think I am? You think I’d take your treasure and go back on my word? I’ve already sworn a great karmic oath!" Niu Manshan complained.

"Your karmic oath only covered not slaughtering innocents. You never said you’d definitely let me repair the Immortal Emperor Seal. I have to wait until the job is done before I hand this over to you." Ning Fan said warily.

He put away the Severing Ties Broken Sword, secretly retaining the tiniest wisp of Sword Intent...

The wisp of Sword Intent he kept was nowhere near enough to kill anyone, but it was still usable for comprehension. Though Ning Fan had decided to give up the item, he was still very interested in that Lotus Sword Intent and chose to keep a thread of it to slowly study.

"So stingy! Fine, then we move on to my third demand. I need a son to inherit the bloodline of my Heavenly Bull Clan! You must agree to this!"

"Inherit the bloodline?" Ning Fan frowned.

For mortals, having sons is easy. Just keep having kids and you’ll have one; even if there’s infertility, it’s not necessarily incurable.

But for cultivators, having a son is anything but easy. The higher the cultivation, the harder it is to have offspring; the stronger the bloodline, the harder it gets as well.

The bloodline of the Heavenly Bull Clan was naturally extremely strong, and moreover, Niu Manshan was an Ancient Great Cultivator, almost completely incapable of siring descendants anymore.

Unless he used the Offering Vessel of Ancient Demons of the Heavenly Bull Clan, or found some other Secret Technique to engender offspring...

"Relax! In my Heavenly Bull Clan, we don’t make a big distinction between biological sons and adopted sons. I’m not obsessed with having my own flesh and blood, I just want an adopted son who’s suited to the Heavenly Bull Technique, to pass on the Heavenly Bull Bloodline. The Heavenly Bull Bloodline cannot be cut off in my hands. This, you must agree to!"

"If it’s only finding an adopted son, that’s not difficult."

"In that case, you can be my son!"

Niu Manshan looked at Ning Fan with a face that clearly said "you’re making a killing here, brat" and "hurry up and say yes."

Ning Fan was speechless.

He already had a father and mother; why would he need another adoptive father?

"I have parents."

"Uh, that won’t do. My Heavenly Bull Clan has a rule: when we take adopted sons, we cannot take someone whose parents are still alive! No way, no way, you’re not qualified to be my son! Wait till your parents die, then come find me to acknowledge your father!"

Niu Manshan said to Ning Fan with a look of utter distaste.

Ning Fan’s face instantly darkened. Could this Niu Manshan even speak like a human being?

"Your parents are the ones who are dead!"

"Hmph! My parents are indeed dead, and they died in battle for the Zi Dou Immortal Domain! Even my adopted sons, thirteen of them died in battle! Hateful, hateful!" Speaking of this, Niu Manshan ground his teeth in rage, wishing he could slaughter every last Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator.

But in truth, when it came to taking revenge on the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators, he did struggle in his heart.

So many clansmen died to guard the Zi Dou Immortal Domain—could he really bear to destroy the world that those Heavenly Ox clansmen had fought to protect with their lives...

Ning Fan very much doubted it.

From the very beginning, he had faintly seen that Niu Manshan often said one thing and felt another, with a lot of inner conflict. Otherwise, he would never have wasted time talking so much with this man.

If this man could side with the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators, then once he was freed, he would undoubtedly add an absolute top-tier combat force for them.

Of course, if this man was released without any restraints, he might also become a huge disaster for the four heavens and nine worlds. How to keep him in check still required Ning Fan’s effort and careful balancing...

"Your Heavenly Bull Clan can indeed be considered a clan of absolute loyalty and sacrifice." Ning Fan sighed.

Ning Fan’s words came from the heart, and they made Niu Manshan feel very good. Not liking the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivators was one thing, but he was still very happy to hear someone praise his clansmen.

"I had originally wanted to take you as my adopted son, but sadly, you don’t meet the conditions. So let’s change my third demand. After I escape, you must promise to help me find a few sons! I won’t let you help me for nothing. For every additional son you find, I’ll give you some benefits. How about it?"

"Fine."

Ning Fan calculated that among the eccentrics under him, quite a few seemed to be orphans. If he let Wu Laoba and the others become Niu Manshan’s sons, he wondered whether Wu Laoba and company would refuse...

Since they had come to an agreement, Niu Manshan restated the terms, and he and Ning Fan slapped palms to seal it, swearing a dual Restrictive Spell and karmic oath to set the pact.

After that, Niu Manshan took the initiative to help Ning Fan repair the Immortal Emperor Seal.

But he did not allow Ning Fan to repair all of the seal in one go; he left a small portion unrestored.

According to Niu Manshan, there was no need to restore the Immortal Emperor Seal to an undamaged state. As it stood now, it was already enough to keep all the Foreign Clans of Boundary River from coming out of the water.

If the seal were truly restored to a flawless state, on one hand Ning Fan would have to pay a huge price, possibly even damaging his cultivations; on the other hand, a flawless seal would never allow Niu Manshan to escape...

Niu Manshan had longed for freedom in the outside world for a very, very long time.

He did not want to die here; he still wanted to continue the Heavenly Bull Clan’s bloodline outside.

The Immortal Emperor Seal had originally been damaged to eighty-six percent. This time, Ning Fan repaired the Immortal Emperor Seal in one go to ninety-nine percent integrity, and left the last one percent unrestored. After checking it over, he found that perfect restoration would indeed make him pay a huge price, so he gave up on it as advised.

The power of the seal being able to just barely protect Eastern Heaven was enough; there was no need to pursue perfection. Ning Fan was not the sort of person who would risk his life just to chase perfection.

In the end, Ning Fan’s purpose for diving into the water this time was accomplished!

At the instant the seal was restored to ninety-nine percent, all the powerhouses of the different race changed expression, their faces filled with fury!

Outside the Sealing Tower, Emperor Jin Heng and the others were first stunned, then wildly overjoyed!

"Eastern Heaven is safe!" Emperor Jin Heng and the others laughed heartily, never expecting that Ning Fan, braving a danger on the level of an Ancient Great Cultivator, could still repair the Immortal Emperor Seal. This was simply defying the heavens!

"Eastern Heaven may be safe, but you... must die!!!"

It was the furious voice of the Foreign Clan Great Deity Director, echoing through the entire Heavenly Shadow Clan Ruins!

The chaos in the Eastern Boundary River came to a complete end with the repair of the Immortal Emperor Seal!

The plan of the different race to wreak havoc in Eastern Heaven had, from this moment on, become nothing but empty talk!

How could they not hate!

The Foreign Clan Great Deity Director was almost driven mad with rage!

He had envisioned countless scenarios upon arriving at the Heavenly Shadow Clan, yet never expected that as soon as he came, he would discover that the other side had already repaired the Immortal Emperor Seal!

The repair was far too fast! Could it be... that Niu Manshan had actually taken the initiative to help the intruder repair the seal!

How was that possible!

Wasn’t Niu Manshan filled with bitter hatred toward the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator!

Why would he take the initiative to help the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator!

Could it be the one the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator sent to repair the tower was someone extremely skilled at talking others over, and actually persuaded Niu Manshan to help repair the seal!

"Who is it! Who ruined this old man’s grand plan—this old man will tear him limb from limb!"

The furious roar of the Foreign Clan Great Deity Director carried the terrifying pressure of a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint, like the sky collapsing and the sea overturning, crushing down toward Emperor Jin Heng and the others below.

One moment earlier, Emperor Jin Heng and the others had still been ecstatic.

In the next moment, they turned deathly pale with fear!

Because the army of the different race had already arrived!

Not only had the Foreign Clan Great Deity Director with Second-Grade Quasi-Saint cultivation come, but behind him were several Quasi-Saints, their momentum towering to the heavens, sealing this place so tightly that not even water could leak through—no path of escape!

"We... are going to die!"

"Fortunately, we die for a worthy cause—this is a worthy death!"

"I have been selfish my whole life, never thought that one day I would also die for the rise and fall of the world. Hahaha, excellent, excellent! I have not failed my lifetime of cultivation!"

Emperor Jin Heng and the others suddenly burst into loud laughter. Even though their faces were ghastly pale beneath the ferocious might of the Foreign Clan Great Deity Director, they still laughed without fear.

They had steeled their resolve before coming to the riverbed. They sought righteousness and obtained it—what was there to resent!

"Prepare to die!"

The Foreign Clan Great Deity Director waved his large hand, and all the Quasi-Saints behind him charged toward Emperor Jin Heng and the others.

Inside the Sealing Tower, Ning Fan, who had sensed this, was just about to take action when a few sighs suddenly rang out from the empty river bottom.

"Sigh, to think that we Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints have cultivated the Dao for a lifetime, only to cultivate away our hot blood—in everything we hesitate, in everything we tread carefully, and are not as open-minded about life and death as these juniors. You have already done very well; you may step back now! Leave what comes next to us old undyings!"

All of a sudden, a blinding light erupted from the riverbed!

Within the light, Xiang Mingzi, Daoist Wood Pine, Hou Tu Elder, and several Southern Clan Quasi-Saints appeared before everyone!

As Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints, in the end, under the drive of their sense of duty, they still came to the most perilous depths of the Boundary River!

There were also one Immortal Emperor after another of Eastern Heaven who had not participated in this operation, as well as Immortal Kings and Immortal Venerables, all revealing their figures at the riverbed, having accompanied the Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints here!

Among them were also the Eastern Heaven women with Burying Moon at their head, as well as Wu Laoba and other subordinates subdued by Ning Fan!

"Where is that little fellow!"

Burying Moon’s chilly gaze, carrying a trace of barely noticeable anxiety, swept across the Heavenly Shadow Clan Ruins.

Only when she sensed that Ning Fan was inside the Sealing Tower and his aura was safe and sound did she finally let out a small breath of relief.

"Impudence! Mere Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints, and you dare act so wantonly at the riverbed of my Boundary River—do you have a death wish!"

A First Order Quasi-Saint of the different race roared angrily and charged straight toward Burying Moon’s direction.

Burying Moon snorted dismissively. A streak of moonlight rays imbued with First Order Quasi-Saint momentum suddenly blasted out, striking that Quasi-Saint of the different race and sending him staggering back in disarray, spitting a mouthful of blood, utterly shocked.

"A female Quasi-Saint! Impossible! Since when has there been someone like you among the Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints—who are you!"

"You ask who this concubine is? Listen well. This concubine is the consort of the Eastern Heaven Yama—Burying Moon! You dare lay a finger on that little fellow—this concubine is very, very angry!"