Chapter 447 1 Sword Levels the Guest-Greeting Peak

In earlier years, the Yun Clan had maintained amicable relations with others. However, as Yun Mohe's cultivation base steadily grew in recent times, the clan gradually began to assert dominance.

They began exploiting the lower-ranking Eldrin under their command, even resorting to extorting favors and resources from the weaker Eldrin clans. Gradually, they had accumulated quite a number of adversaries.

Though Yun Mohe did not actively involve himself in these matters, he turned a blind eye to them. The fundamental reason for the Yun family’s actions lay in their lack of accumulated resources. This was the only way they could gather the capital for Yun Mohe to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Now on this day, an uninvited guest arrived at the Cloudstrider Peaks, the ancestral training grounds of the Yun Immortal Clan.

A man robed in snow-white garments strode through the void, his sword cleaving the 1000-zhang Welcoming Peak in 2. The colossal mountain crashed down, crushing rivers and valleys, stirring colossal heavenly waves.

"Who dares to sever our Guest-Greeting Peak!"

A single stone stirred up waves a thousandfold, and in an instant, the entire Yun Clan of Immortals was set ablaze with fervor.

1 after another, powerful experts of the Yun Clan soared into the air, their expressions a mix of gravity and furious shock. At the forefront, several Golden Core cultivators stared with grave countenances at the snow-white robed figure ahead.

The few exchanged glances, and Clan Leader Yun Mohe revealed a grave expression.

He gazed at the figure clad in snow-white robes, recognizing the newcomer's origin. His expression darkened as he spoke, "Fellow Daoist Chen, merely 1 100 years ago we fought side by side in the Void Gem mineral vein. Why must you now destroy my Guest-Greeting Peak?"

The newcomer was none other than Eldrin. The Guest Reception Peak represented the public face of a Golden Core immortal clan. By slicing it clean in half with a single sword strike, he had essentially delivered a resounding slap across the face of the Yun Immortal Clan.

However, Eldrin had come here today with the sole purpose of completely subduing the Yun Immortal Clan, thereby intimidating all the immortal clans of Ji Province.

As the saying goes, 1 strike wards off a 100 blows.

The Chen Clan was growing ever more powerful, and the interests they controlled were expanding accordingly. Naturally, this drew the covetous eyes of various major powers. To protect these gains, the Chen Clan had to make it clear to all the great immortal families of Ji Province that they were not to be trifled with.

As their cultivation levels advanced, the resources required for their practice would grow increasingly vast. The Chen Clan also needed resources to develop, so he had to intimidate all those with ill intentions.

At this thought, Eldrin said with an icy expression, "13 years ago, your Yun Clan intercepted my Chen Family's treasure ship. You even sent a Golden Core cultivator to bully the weak, causing my Chen Family to lose over a 100 cultivators and 1 Purple Mansion expert in battle."

"And 2 junior Foundation Establishment disciples had their paths severed because of this. Today, I have come to demand justice."

"This..."

Yun Mohe’s heart sank slightly, sensing that this matter would not be easily resolved.

He looked at Eldrin, his expression grave as he said, "What happened back then was merely an accident. I have already punished the Third Elder of our Yun family."

"I am willing to compensate each of the Zifu from the Chen Family who perished in battle or had their cultivation severed with 2 5 Elements Crystals, and I hope this matter can be laid to rest."

"Oh?"

Eldrin let out a hearty laugh, his gaze abruptly sharpening as he spoke coldly, "If I were to strike you down and compensate your Yun Clan with 2 Golden Core Formation Pills, would you accept?"

"You..."

The Third Elder of the Yun clan’s expression shifted, his face flushing with rage as he declared, "We, esteemed as Golden Core Realm cultivators, how could we possibly be mentioned in the same breath as those of the Purple Mansion?"

"Third Elder, step back." Yun Mohe hastily pulled the Third Elder behind him, sensing they might not be a match for Eldrin. He then clasped his hands and said, "This incident resulted from our Yun Clan elder bullying the younger. We are willing to offer compensation."

"Name your compensation, and my Yun Family will surely satisfy your demands."

"What I want is simple." Eldrin paused, a flicker of icy detachment passing through his gaze. "A life for a life. Not a single person who laid hands on my Chen Clan back then shall be spared."

"This is impossible!"

The Grand Elder of the Yun Clan hastily interjected, "In my eyes, 30 Purple Mansions cannot compare to a single Golden Core cultivator."

The Chen Clan merely suffered 1 death and 2 injuries—how could that possibly demand the life of the Yun Family’s Golden Core Elder in return? As for the other low-level cultivators of the Chen Clan who fell in battle, they mattered even less in his eyes. At worst, the Yun Family could simply compensate them with a sum of spirit stones.

"Unwilling to pay with your life for the 1 you've taken?"

Seeing that the Yun family refused to agree, Eldrin said calmly, "Then allow me to retrieve it myself."

"Clang—"

Eldrin’s voice fell as he summoned the Heavenly River Ren Water Sword. With a resonant clang, it sliced directly toward the Third Elder of the Yun Family.

Seeing him take action, Yun Mohe’s expression shifted slightly. He hastily summoned his life-bound magic treasure, the Cloud River Blade (Magic Treasure), and swung it forward. Yet, in the briefest clash, he felt his treasure sustain damage, and a faint numbness tingled through the meridians in his body.

"How could this person's spiritual power be so refined? It's likely approaching that of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Yun Mohe was inwardly horrified. The other Golden Core cultivators swiftly intervened, managing to rescue Third Elder just in time.

The Third Elder of the Yun Clan cast a glance at Eldrin (Person Name) as if narrowly escaping death, his face contorted into a savage expression as he declared, "Esteemed Elders, let us join forces and teach this man a lesson."

Slowly...

Patriarch Yun Mohe had intended to mediate, but he swallowed his half-spoken words.

After all, no matter what, he could never accept letting the Third Elder pay with his life for the Chen Clan cultivators. Left with no other choice, he charged forward to join the encirclement against Eldrin (Person Name).

Surrounded by the crowd, Eldrin remained unperturbed. With a casual flick of his wrist, he summoned the Mirror of Yin, Yang, and Void, effortlessly absorbing 3 fourth-tier magic treasures in succession.

Seeing the terrifying power of the magnetic treasure, they hastily withdrew their artifacts and could only channel their divine abilities to engage Eldrin in battle.

After merely exchanging 30-some moves, Eldrin’s gaze turned icy as he abruptly unleashed a Tri-colored Divine Thunder toward the Third Elder of the Yun family.

"Look out, it's a great supernatural power!"

Yun Mohe’s face paled in horror. He swiftly summoned several magical artifacts and even resorted to using multiple invaluable treasure talismans, desperate to block this strike.

Alas, with the level of magical power Eldrin currently commanded, the might of this Trinity Divine Thunder was now in no way inferior to the methods employed by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even with 5 Golden Core cultivators clearing the way and intercepting the attack, shattering several fourth-grade magic treasures in the process, residual shockwaves still erupted with devastating force.

With but a single strike, the Third Elder's physical form was utterly obliterated, leaving only his Golden Core to escape with its life. The remaining cultivators suffered severe backlash—among them, the Second Elder and Fourth Elder, both Golden Core, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) practitioners, had their vital energies devastated.

"Go, quickly."

Seeing that the 5 of them joining forces were still no match for Eldrin's divine abilities, the Cloud Desert River coiled around the Third Elder's golden core and swiftly retreated into the formation.

Because they were so close, they flew into the Spirit Mountain in the blink of an eye.

After entering the spirit mountain, the Third Elder’s golden core flew out, his face a mask of shock and fury as he cried, "Clan Leader, you must avenge me!"

Yun Mohe scanned his surroundings and found the other Golden Core cultivators still visibly shaken. Each of them seemed scarcely able to believe they had been defeated so thoroughly.

At this thought, Yun Mohe’s spirit seemed to desert him. He let out a sigh and looked at the Third Elder of the Yun Clan, saying:

"Mockong, oh Mockong. You formed your Golden Core at 4 100 years of age. Your path to immortality has long been severed. Since then, you've drowned yourself in worldly pleasures, growing ever more temperamental and unpredictable."

"Over these years, you have forcibly taken over a 100 concubines, and have even repeatedly stooped to attacking juniors without regard for your dignity. Many clans across Ji Province already hold deep resentment toward you, and have only refrained from acting out of fear for the Yun Clan's formidable reputation."

"Originally, out of respect for your status as an elder of the family, I chose to turn a blind eye. But this time, you've kicked an iron plate—don't blame this old man for being merciless."

Yun Mohe’s gaze abruptly sharpened as he spoke, and with a swift motion, he snatched the Golden Core of the Third Elder into his palm.

Seeing the murderous intent in Yun Mohe's eyes, the Third Elder’s face turned ashen with despair. Trembling with terror, he pleaded, "Spare my life, Clan Master! I intercepted the Chen family’s treasure ship only to gather resources for your Nascent Soul Formation!"

"Spare my life..."

No sooner had he spoken these words than he was completely suppressed by Yun Mohe.

Yun Mohe suppressed Yun Mokong, then swept his gaze over the crowd, his expression fierce yet tormented as he declared, "Kill 1 man, save our clan."

"The only way to save our Yun Clan now is to cut off our arm to save the body."