Chaos Supreme Reincarnation

However, as an open-minded mother, Zhao Linger was more concerned about her son's happiness. She gazed deeply into Zhang Junjian's eyes and said gently and firmly: "Son, I just hope you can be happy. If you are sure of your feelings for Yao Chi, then I will not easily oppose it. But at the same time, you must also understand that all the consequences and responsibilities brought about by this relationship must be borne by you."

Zhang Junjian looked at his mother with gratitude, knowing how precious his mother's understanding and support were to him. He solemnly promised his mother that he would manage this relationship with a serious and responsible attitude and go all out to face all the difficulties that might arise in the future. Zhao Linger smiled with satisfaction, nodded slightly to show her approval, and gave her son the most sincere encouragement and blessings.

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Zhang Junjian's figure was graceful, like a banished immortal, and he slowly stepped out of the fairyland. His eyes were deep and peaceful, as if he saw through everything in the world. When he returned to the Nine Heavens Secret Realm and stepped into the mysterious entrance, the Tiandao League monks guarding there instantly felt an extremely powerful aura.

Their eyes widened, their faces filled with awe, and they knelt down without hesitation. Their voices were in unison and loud, as if they were announcing to the whole world: "Honorable Lord!" This cry echoed in the secret realm for a long time.

Zhang Junjian nodded slightly, and his voice seemed to come from ancient times: "Stand up." His eyes swept over the crowd, and every cultivator who looked at him felt a warm power surge in their hearts, making them more determined to believe in the Lord. There seemed to be an invisible aura around him, exuding a convincing charm.

"Have there been any incidents of harassment by demons recently?" Jun Jian asked.

"My Lord, nothing has happened in the southern land! But in the far north, missing Taoists from the Heavenly Dao League do happen from time to time!"

Zhang Junjian nodded slightly, and said with dignity: "Pass on my order, and have the Taoist master of the Southern Region of the Heavenly Dao League come to see me! Tell him that I am waiting for him in the King's Valley, and I have something important to discuss with him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deacon left quickly.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared outside the King's Valley.

He bowed respectfully to Zhang Junjian, then stood quietly aside, waiting for Zhang Junjian's instructions.

Zhang Junjian nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this, and then asked in a serious tone, "Nanjiweng, there have been frequent cases of fellow Taoists disappearing in the extreme north of the Southern Region recently. Have you heard of this?"

The Southern Region Daoist Master Nan Ji Weng quickly bowed and responded, "My Lord, I have also heard about this matter, but I don't know the specific circumstances. I sent a disciple of the alliance with the Great Sage cultivation to patrol the scene, but there is no trace to be found!"

Zhang Junjian frowned and continued with a somewhat unhappy look: "This matter must be thoroughly investigated. The Far North of the Southern Region is one of the foundations of the formation that supports the entire First Heaven to block the invasion of the demons. Don't let anything go wrong. Otherwise, if the First Heaven, which has finally calmed down, is invaded by the demons again, it will be a catastrophe. You should immediately send some capable disciples to the Far North to find out the situation there and give me a satisfactory answer."

Nan Ji Weng nodded repeatedly and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Zhang Junjian looked at Nanji Weng's departing figure and fell into deep thought. What kind of secrets are hidden in the Far North? Why do fellow Taoists from the Tiandao League frequently disappear? He decided to go to the Far North himself to find out.