【Immortal Destiny】(Part 2, Chapter 61)

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Chapter 61 Nascent Soul Ceremony The

Nascent Soul Ceremony was held as scheduled in a grand manner. Cen Zhu had no choice but to drag her aching body to

participate

. She glared fiercely at Mo Qingzi, who stood on one side of the hall. His gentle face was handsome and otherworldly, and his slightly upturned lips were incomparably elegant. All the female cultivators seemed to be intoxicated by Mo Qingzi's faint smile. Only Cen Zhu, who had just managed to crawl out from under him, kept cursing the

man's beastly behavior.

As Cen Zhu pouted and cursed her martial uncle as a beast, many male cultivators in the hall were

dumbfounded . They all thought that this woman was peerless and stunningly beautiful. Even though everyone present was a cultivator, no man

was immune to beauty. This woman's beauty was breathtaking. Even her slightly angry face was so moving. Many

low-level cultivators even disregarded their image and stared in fascination. Only a few high-level cultivators coughed a few times to urge

their sect's cultivators to come to their senses and not embarrass themselves in front of other sects.

On this clear and bright day, cultivators from various sects gathered in the square of the Nanshan Sect.

Thousands of people packed the main hall, creating a lively scene.

Just as the Nanshan Sect Leader, Daoist Ling Zhen, announced the start of the ceremony, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a soul-stirring pressure from a Nascent Soul Daoist emanating from the clouds. The cultivators'

expressions changed drastically, and someone cried out, "Demon cultivators! Demon cultivators are attacking!"

Then, a flock of crows descended from the sky.

Thousands of crows screech menacingly, attacking all the cultivators in the hall indiscriminately. In an instant, various magical artifacts

appeared in mid-air, forming a great battle between demonic beasts and cultivators.

Then, several black-clad cultivators descended from the sky, wielding long swords and joining the battle. Just as the humans and beasts were locked in a fierce struggle—

"What a lively ceremony!" A deep, cold voice came from the sky.

A man descended from the sky, exuding a powerful aura. He was clad in a blood-red cloak, wore a golden crown, and was dressed in

magnificent attire, possessing the air of a regal emperor. His face was exceptionally handsome, but his aura was sharp and menacing,

as if one could be harmed by his demonic energy even from afar.

The sudden, violent aura seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. All the cultivators present, except those below the

Nascent Soul stage, were shaken by this soul-stirring pressure, and many low-level cultivators were even forced back several steps.

The expressions of the crowd changed drastically. An elderly cultivator whispered, "It's Fei Xianghan."

"Fei Xianghan can be called the number one Dao Lord of the Demonic Cultivation Clan. It's actually him." Dao Lord Wen Zhishen murmured to himself, his heart

sinking. Fei Xianghan actually led an attack during the Nascent Soul Ceremony, which was extremely arrogant.

Demonic cultivators and ordinary cultivators have always kept to themselves, but the strongest among the demonic cultivators, Dao Lord Fei Xianghan, is even more ambiguous in terms of good and

evil . He is always capricious, fond of killing and war, and the people he kills are entirely based on personal likes and dislikes, without distinction between good and evil.

Therefore, his reputation in the Heavenly Realm is always polarized.

As the crowd whispered among themselves, a silver lightning bolt tore through the sky in the distance, and the entire mountain shook violently.

Dao Lord Chen Hai'an, the leader of the Nanshan Sect, said, "Horizontal Sky Slash! This is Fei Xianghan's signature move. Pass down the order:

cultivators below the mid-stage of Core Formation, quickly find a place to take cover!"

Cen Zhu hurriedly followed the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Nanhai Sect to hide behind a wall behind the main hall.

Everyone watched the scene in the hall with panicked expressions.

Before long, another group of black-clad cultivators flew in from the horizon, roughly estimated to be more than a hundred people, and the battle was now even more

intense. The main hall was now a sea of swords and blades.

Mo Qingzi snapped his fingers, and with a flick of his longsword, he slaughtered dozens of crows in mid-air. He then activated a spell with his left hand,

causing flames to surge and engulf several black-clad cultivators in front of him. One of the cultivators smiled coldly,

stamped an incantation, conjuring a wall of water to block the raging flames.

Mo Qingzi remained calm, his refined and handsome face still bearing a composed smile. With a deafening roar, he

waved his left hand, sending flames soaring into the sky, instantly engulfing the water wall completely.

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