Chapter 4744: Treading Heaven Sect

The woman in the green skirt sensed their immense spiritual pressure and froze.

“I am Mu Qingqing, juniors. Esteemed seniors, this is a forbidden area of our Yellow Sand Sect. May I ask what brings you here?” the woman in the green skirt asked cautiously.

“Yellow Sand Sect! Where is that in the Immortal Realm?” Wang Yingjie asked.

“Immortal Realm? What is that place?” Mu Qingqing was utterly confused.

Upon hearing this, Ye Haitang and the other two were stunned. Had they stumbled into another realm? That couldn’t be! The presence of true immortals indicated this wasn’t a lower realm. Could it be a parallel realm of the Immortal Realm? They had never heard of such a thing.

“Where is this place? The location of your Yellow Sand Sect!” Ye Haitang asked.

“Yellow Sand Continent! Yellow Sand Sect? Which Immortal Domain is the Yellow Sand Continent in?” Wang Mengbin frowned, as he had never heard of this place.

“Immortal Domain?” Mu Qingqing looked puzzled, as if hearing the term for the first time.

“What’s beyond the Yellow Sand Continent? Is the Yellow Sand Continent the largest place? Or are there places beyond it?” Wang Yingjie asked.

“This is the Yellow Sand Continent. Are there other places?” Mu Qingqing asked, confused.

“Never mind, you wouldn’t understand. Take us to your Yellow Sand Sect’s Grand Elder,” Ye Haitang instructed.

She realized that Mu Qingqing had never left the Yellow Sand Continent. This might be an independent, isolated space, cut off from the Immortal Realm. Who had set up a fifth-tier immortal array to sever it from the outside world?

Mu Qingqing looked troubled. These three had high cultivation levels; bringing them to the Yellow Sand Sect's Grand Elder would be like inviting wolves into the house.

“We are just passing through your esteemed land, with no intention of offense. We request a fellow Daoist from the Yellow Sand Sect to meet with us,” Wang Mengbin spoke, his voice echoing for hundreds of millions of miles. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed in the sky.

A yellow streak of light flew from a distance and quickly stopped, revealing a pot-bellied old man in a yellow robe with a round face and small eyes. Judging by his aura, he was a late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

“I am Wei Shan, an old man. May I ask the names of you three fellow Daoists?” the old man in the yellow robe asked cautiously.

“We are passing through your esteemed land. Are you the Grand Elder of the Yellow Sand Sect?” Ye Haitang asked.

“This junior is not the Grand Elder of the Yellow Sand Sect. The Grand Elder is in seclusion. You can tell me anything you wish to discuss,” Wei Shan said.

“You probably can't make decisions on this matter. Take us to see your Yellow Sand Sect's Grand Elder,” Ye Haitang said.

The Yellow Sand Sect actually possessed a fifth-tier immortal array, which was extraordinary. It wouldn't be easy for Ye Haitang and the other two to leave this place.

“Alright! Please follow me, esteemed seniors,” Wei Shan agreed and personally led the way.

The five of them flew southwest. After traveling for hundreds of millions of miles, a sudden fierce wind arose, and countless yellow sand particles soared into the sky, rushing directly towards them.

Yellow light emanated from Wei Shan and Mu Qingqing, and they dissolved into specks of yellow light and vanished. Ye Haitang and the other two did not stop them.

“We have no intention of offending your Yellow Sand Sect. Is this how you treat your guests?” Ye Haitang’s voice was cold.

“I am Shen Lei, the Grand Elder of the Yellow Sand Sect. Our sect has a rule not to allow outsiders into our vital areas. We will not harm your lives; please stay here for now. When the time is right, we will let you leave,” a gentle male voice came from the sky.

“When the time is right, how long will that be? A million years? Ten million years? We've been trapped in the outer prohibition for over five million years, as you should know. Do you intend to keep us trapped for another five million years?” Ye Haitang looked disdainful.

“When the person we are waiting for appears, we will naturally let you leave. We have no ill intentions; otherwise, I would have activated the prohibition to kill you as soon as you were trapped,” the man said.

“Hmph, with many array flags damaged, you can only utilize a portion of the grand array's power, yet you wish to trap us? You wouldn't think it was the profoundness of the array that allowed them to escape, would you!” Ye Haitang sneered, shaking her sleeve. Nine small mirrors shimmering with black light flew out, hovering above her head. Their surfaces brightened, each emitting a black ray that struck the void, causing ripples to appear faintly in some areas.

Wang Mengbin's body glowed with silver light, his size rapidly increasing until he transformed into a thousand-zhang-tall silver giant. Lightning crackled around him as he wielded a lightning-shrouded halberd, striking a certain point in the void.

The void tore open, revealing a thick, long crack. Five huge characters — Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth — flew towards the crack and slammed into its vicinity. The crack shattered into pieces, and the yellow desert before them vanished. They now stood above an endless emerald mountain range, with numerous buildings visible in the distance.

Wei Shan stood beside a tall, thin old man in a yellow robe. The old man had dignified features, and his aura indicated he was an early-stage Grand Immortal of the Great Principle.

“Dao art! Immortal Array Master!” the old man in the yellow robe exclaimed.

“We have no intention of offending or becoming your enemies. We simply wish to leave here. Is that so difficult, Fellow Daoist Shen?” Ye Haitang said with a frown.

The old man in the yellow robe sighed and said, “This old man has an unspeakable difficulty. If you three fellow Daoists merely wish to leave this place, it's not difficult. I will personally escort you out.”

“Do you think we'll still believe you? Turn off the array, and we'll leave on our own.” Wang Mengbin's tone was cold.

Wei Shan took out a yellow-glowing magical disk, channeled a spell into it, and his face lit up with joy.

“Grand Elder, Li Xue has returned with the Patriarch! The Patriarch has been reborn!” Wei Shan said excitedly.

“Are you sure it's the Patriarch?” Shen Lei asked.

“Li Xue confirmed it repeatedly; there's no mistake. They are right outside,” Wei Shan affirmed.

“Let them in quickly,” Shen Lei instructed.

Wei Shan nodded and gestured on the magical disk.

“Patriarch! Reborn?” Ye Haitang and the other two exchanged glances, their faces full of confusion.

Two streaks of light flew from a distance, then flickered to a stop. As the light faded, a voluptuous woman in a white dress and a tall young man in a golden robe appeared. Both were Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

“Patriarch?” Shen Lei's gaze fell upon the young man in the golden robe, his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

The young man in the golden robe's expression changed when he saw Ye Haitang and the other two, though he quickly regained his composure. However, Ye Haitang noticed it.

“Are you truly our Patriarch? What are the three treasures enshrined in the Ancestral Hall? You should know, shouldn't you?” Shen Lei asked.

The young man in the golden robe looked towards the woman in the white dress, who had a bewildered expression.

“Li Xue, how dare you betray the sect and bring in a false immortal!” Shen Lei was furious, his face contorted with murderous intent.

Li Xue was his disciple, tasked with searching for the reincarnated Patriarch. Over the years, the Yellow Sand Sect had sent many immortals out to find the reincarnated Patriarch.

“Master, the Patriarch couldn't be reborn. We've waited for hundreds of millions of years; must we continue waiting? We've been hiding for hundreds of millions of years, constantly on the run. Even if the Patriarch were reborn, what then? Each time the Great Dao War occurs, we fail, history blanks out again, and then life slowly recovers, endlessly repeating. Is there any meaning in this? Only the wise adapt to circumstances! Why not align with the Chaos Beasts?” Li Xue said.

The young man in the golden robe shook his sleeve, and a golden, shimmering orb flew out. He channeled a spell into it, and the golden orb burst forth with dazzling golden light. Over a dozen Chaos Beasts emerged, led by a humanoid ten-colored Chaos Beast with a cultivation level of a mid-stage Grand Immortal of the Great Principle.

“Heaven-Treading Sect! We've finally found your main altar.” The ten-colored Chaos Beast's tone was icy.