Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

The Ninefold Mustard Seed World!

The masters of all the Sacred Lands had gathered here, their purpose singular: the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm.

"Alliance Leader, with the emergence of the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, I suggest we temporarily halt the siege on the Eternal Temple. Moreover, the Eternal Temple has been lying low recently and is proving very difficult to locate!" the Seeking Dao Ancestor of Saint Heaven Institute said, cupping his hands.

Most of the Sacred Land masters nodded slightly in agreement. Compared to besieging the Eternal Temple, they were far more interested in the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm. After all, besieging the Eternal Temple was an arduous task, like walking a knife's edge. The slightest misstep could invite devastating retaliation from the Temple, incurring a tragic cost. Over the past few months, the Golden Cauldron Inn and the Cycle of Reincarnation Sect had suffered attacks from the Eternal Temple and had been nearly annihilated.

Exploring the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, however, was a different prospect entirely. Within lay the legacy of the Yellow Spring Supreme; acquiring it would vastly increase one's chances of ascending to the Immortal Realm.

"Everyone, the Eternal Temple has plagued the continent for nine epochs. Now is the perfect opportunity to eradicate them. If we suspend the encirclement plan now, wouldn't all our previous sacrifices have been in vain?" Dongfang Wendao, founder of the Ninefold Saint's Court, declared majestically from the head seat, his tone betraying strong dissatisfaction.

"Amitabha!" Buddha Wufa, seated prominently to the left, his form bathed in Buddha-light, intoned gravely, "I support Benefactor Dongfang's view. The Eternal Temple is a cancer on this continent and must be excised as swiftly as possible!" As he spoke, an intense killing intent erupted from him, scattering the Buddha-light. Phantoms of countless stern-faced Martial Monks materialized behind him, and a surging, overwhelming Evil Qi enveloped the grand hall. Where was the slightest hint of compassion typically associated with a monk?

Seeing this, many of the Sacred Land Masters felt their throats go dry. Who ever said monks were devoted to purifying the six roots of sensation?

Dongfang Wendao looked at Buddha Wufa, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. Why is the Thunder Sound Temple's killing intent towards the Eternal Temple so strong?

"This one also advises the complete eradication of the Eternal Temple, to restore purity to the continent!"

"Indeed! Weeds must be pulled out by the roots, or they will cause endless trouble in the future!" the Emperor of Dry Bones from the Heretic God Sect and the All-Demon Old Ancestor from the Demon Saint Temple declared, their voices thick with killing intent. The prodigies of their two factions had been murdered by the Eternal Temple, so naturally, they were unwilling to end this battle prematurely.

"Humph! Such grandstanding!" Jin Yinduo, founder of the Golden Cauldron Inn, snorted disdainfully. "After nine epochs, an opportunity for immortality finally appears. Your juniors were killed, so be it, but don't you dare obstruct my juniors from attaining immortality!" He sat towards the middle on the right side, draped in a long robe embroidered with gold and silver threads. He wore an Emperor-grade Golden Coin Hat, Saint-grade Silver Boots, and ten Space Rings adorned his hands, resplendent with pearls and jewels, the very image of a nouveau riche. As the continent's only Sacred Land founder renowned for commerce, Jin Yinduo, aside from his great strength, had many contemptible habits: he was extremely greedy for wealth, exceptionally timid, and notably stingy. After being attacked by the Eternal Temple, he had harbored thoughts of withdrawing from the Alliance but had never found a suitable pretext. The emergence of the Yellow Spring Secret Realm had finally provided him with one. Beyond that, he was desperate to obtain the Yellow Spring Supreme's legacy.

"As long as our juniors obtain the Yellow Spring Supreme's inheritance and, with careful guidance, break through to the Immortal Realm, won't annihilating the Eternal Temple be a simple matter then?" Tian Shu Xing Zun, founder of the Beidou Palace, said with a smile. His words clearly indicated his support for pausing the war and heading to the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm.

"Precisely. The Eternal Temple can be destroyed anytime, but there is only one Yellow Spring Supreme legacy. Ancestor Dongfang, aren't you tempted?" Ancestor Ice Jade Soul of the Linglong Sacred Land asked after weighing the pros and cons. She, too, hoped that Murong Zi, the prodigy of her sect, could obtain the Yellow Spring Supreme's inheritance.

Dongfang Wendao's expression froze. He forced a smile and didn't reply. Of course, he was tempted by the Yellow Spring Supreme's legacy, but as the Alliance Leader, he couldn't openly admit it.

"Could we perhaps compromise? Continue the siege on the Eternal Temple while also dispatching our prodigies to the Yellow Spring Secret Realm?" the Seeking Dao Ancestor stroked his beard, his eyes suddenly brightening as he quickly proposed.

"Absolutely not! What if the Eternal Temple makes a feint and secretly dispatches experts to the East Border to capture our prodigies?" Dongfang Wendao shook his head. This was an unwise, even foolish, suggestion. From the last battle at Bull Head Mountain, it was clear the Eternal Temple had accelerated its efforts to capture prodigies. Against this backdrop, prodigies venturing out without the protection of supreme experts would undoubtedly be lambs delivered to the slaughter.

"Since we cannot reach a consensus, let us vote!" Dongfang Wendao scanned the room and raised his right hand. "Those who agree to continue the siege on the Eternal Temple, raise your hand!"

After a moment of silence, six Sacred Land masters raised their hands. These six Sacred Lands were: the Ice and Snow Sacred Land, Thunder Sound Temple, White Horse Temple, Dizang Institute, Cycle of Reincarnation Sect, and the Ling Clan Sacred Clan!

The Alliance comprised eighteen Sacred Lands. With only six masters raising their hands, it was clear that the majority favored venturing into the Yellow Spring Secret Realm.

"You will all regret this!" Buddha Wufa slowly lowered his right hand, pressed his palms together, uttered this sentence, and strode out of the hall. The ancestor from the White Horse Temple followed him.

"Rest assured, we won't regret it! After all, our prodigies are still around, unlike those from the Thunder Sound Temple..." Jin Yinduo taunted. But as he spoke, he felt a sudden wave of mortal danger and quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

"Don't worry, soon they won't be!" Buddha Wufa turned his head, a dangerous glint in his eyes. Then, he gave a self-deprecating laugh. "However, you are right. The Thunder Sound Temple's prodigy is indeed gone!"

"I…" Jin Yinduo's mouth fell slightly agape. Realizing his misstep, he was about to explain when he saw Buddha Wufa's figure vanish.

"Everyone, return and escort your prodigies to Cold Water! Remember, be cautious on the journey!" After Dongfang Wendao finished speaking, his form slowly faded until it disappeared completely.

The various Sacred Land ancestors rose and, in groups of two or three, departed the Ninefold Mustard Seed World.

「In a mysterious ravine!」

Many figures dressed in black robes stood, an ominous aura emanating from them. They regarded the figure seated on the black throne with deep respect.

"Pavilion Master, the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm has appeared!" a black-robed man stepped forward and reported respectfully.

"The Yellow Spring Supreme's inheritance has emerged, this one knows…" Soul Heaven Emperor said with closed eyes, waving his hand dismissively. Suddenly, his expression stiffened. He blurted out in shock, "That Yellow Spring Supreme?"

"It is the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm in Cold Water!" the black-robed man replied.

"Impossible!" Soul Heaven Emperor shot to his feet, his denial absolute.

"Elder Soul Bone, could your information be mistaken? How could the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm emerge now?" another black-robed man questioned. He stood at the forefront; he was the Great Elder of the Eternal Temple, Soul Annihilation, possessing peak Origin Great Emperor cultivation. Though typically composed, his face was now a mask of astonishment.

"Pavilion Master, Great Elder, the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm in Cold Water has indeed appeared. The major Sacred Lands have already abandoned their siege on us and are escorting their prodigies to the East Border!" Soul Bone explained with a solemn expression. Observing the reactions of Soul Heaven Emperor and Soul Annihilation, he asked curiously, "Shouldn't the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm have appeared at this time?"