I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Hearing Yu Weizi's question, Xuan Fuyin nodded and spoke.

"Yes, this is my thirteenth great uncle, Xuan Linyu."

"It turns out to be Senior Xuan." Yu Weizi hurriedly saluted respectfully towards the dozing old man.

"Senior Xuan!" Upon hearing Yu Weizi's words, the surrounding cultivators were instantly filled with shock and fear!

It is obvious what level of cultivation a person has to have to be called a senior by a peak emperor-level powerhouse.

Immortal Emperor!

There was actually an Immortal Emperor-level being sitting with them!!

Thinking of this, many people around felt awe in their hearts, then stood up and stepped back.

In an instant, the area that had seemed crowded and lively became much emptier.

And while there were those who retreated, there were naturally those who did not retreat.

For example, Ye Wu Kuang, who sat quietly like a wooden sculpture from beginning to end, and some monks who looked extraordinary and had a great background.

Even though these people guessed Xuan Linyu's realm, they still didn't feel much shaken.

"Ugh....."

Seeing Yu Weizi bowing to him, the dozing old man raised his head and sighed.

Seeing the other party's expression, Yu Weizi couldn't help but ask curiously. "Why are you sighing, senior?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Linyu looked at Yu Weizi and sneered.

"Ice Pole Palace is undoubtedly a top-tier power."

"Think about it, the two of us have traveled across countless star fields and used several cross-border talismans to rush here. It's a pity that I, who am full of passion to fight demons and defend the Way, can only sit here and take a nap to relieve my boredom. Do you think I should sigh?"

Yu Weizi smiled awkwardly when he heard this, but didn't know how to respond.

After all, even he, a local strong man with some fame, can only sit here and wait for someone from the Ice Pole Fairy Palace to come and lead them into the Ice Pole small world.

In fact, in Yu Weizi's opinion, he could understand the actions of Bingji Immortal Palace.

After all, the world is too chaotic nowadays. It is possible that there are hidden demon masters among these cultivators who want to enter the Bingji Immortal Palace.

Therefore, these foreign cultivators who come here to seek refuge in the Bingji Immortal Palace will be settled here first, no matter what their cultivation level or identity is. After a period of time, someone from the Bingji Immortal Palace will come to lead them into the small world.

However, this also resulted in monks of all kinds of identities waiting here.

For example, the current Taoist leader Yu Weizi, and Xuan Linyu of the ancient Changsheng clan.

Seeing that Yu Weizi didn't say anything, Xuan Linyu just snorted coldly, then continued to doze off with his head down.

As a powerful Immortal Emperor, he certainly would not turn against the Bingji Immortal Palace over such a small matter. If he really did that, it would only bring shame to his Xuan clan.

Besides, Xuan Linyu could also guess that Bingji Immortal Palace's move was also for the overall situation.

The reason why he was unhappy was simply that the other party made him, an Immortal Emperor, sit in the same area with some low-level ant monks.

Xuan Fuyin naturally understood why his great uncle was angry, but it was difficult for him to persuade him, so he simply lowered his head, drank his tea, and waited quietly.

However, just when everyone fell silent, a cry suddenly came slowly.

Everyone present looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man in gray and white linen clothes, with messy hair and a bitter face. He was wiping tears from the corners of his eyes and sobbing softly.

Ye Wukuang, who was sitting at the same table with the old man, was also looking at him with interest.

After realizing that the old man's cultivation was only at the Void Transformation Realm, Yu Weizi couldn't help but ask curiously.

"My fellow Taoist, why are you crying?"

Upon hearing this, the old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then stood up, clasped his fists and spoke to Yu Weizi.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Taoist priest. I was deeply moved when I heard the words 'Ancient Immortal Clan'. I couldn't help crying for a moment."

"Oh?" Now even Xuan Fuyin, who was drinking tea in silence, became curious.

"What do you mean, old man? Could it be that you are also from the ancient Immortal Clan?"

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, the old man nodded with a sad tone.

"My friend, your guess is correct. I am indeed from the ancient Immortal Clan."

Hearing this, the people around him became uneasy again and looked at the old man and Ye Wukuang who was sitting next to him in disbelief.

Even Xuan Linyu, who was dozing off, looked up at the old man who spoke.

Another one from the ancient Immortal Clan!!

"Oh? Fellow Daoist, which ancient clan are you from?" Yu Weizi asked curiously.

The old man was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

In an instant, a green lotus emitting green light bloomed out of thin air in his palm!

The moment he saw this thing, Xuan Linyu's pupils shrank, and then he suddenly stood up and exclaimed in horror.

“This aura! This shape!! This is the Diqing Creation Lotus! You! You are actually from the Ling Clan!!”

One root cleanses the Qinghai Sea, and nature creates chaos!

The ancient immortal clans are also divided into strong and weak ones, and the top-level ancient immortal clans are no worse than those top-level forbidden areas and immortal sects.

The destitute old man with the green lotus blossoming on his hand is from the Ling clan, an ancient immortal clan that is well-known among the top forces in the myriad worlds!

It is said that every newborn Ling clan member will have a green lotus in his hand. This lotus is a gift from heaven and earth, and contains the laws of heaven and the true meaning of rules. This lotus will grow along with the master's realm. There is no end!

According to legend, there was once a powerful person in the Ling clan who reached the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor! And after he broke through the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor, the power and charm of the Diqing Creation Lotus in his hand was even comparable to the Immortal Treasure of the Dao of Transformation! !

A magical treasure gifted by heaven! One can imagine how favored this clan is by heaven...