Fengxian Platform, the Sacred Land of Immortal Sealing

The Altar of Sealing Immortals!

Since the dissolution of the Sealing Immortals Holy Land, the Altar of Sealing Immortals had remained desolate and abandoned.

However, back in the day, Feng Xiu had set up an immense formation here. Even after tens of thousands of years, it had never been breached.

Over the years, many had come to the altar, hoping to scavenge for any overlooked treasures.

But Feng Xiu’s power was far too overwhelming—the formation he left behind was impossible for ordinary people to dismantle.

As for those capable of breaking it, they had no interest in rummaging through leftovers.

After all, once the Sealing Immortals Holy Land disbanded, anything of value had long been divided among the major factions.

Now, after tens of thousands of years, the Sealing Immortals Holy Land had reappeared in the Tai Xuan Realm, and the Altar of Sealing Immortals had naturally regained its liveliness.

"Who would have thought the Sealing Immortals Holy Land would resurface?"

"And who could have imagined it would return with so many powerful experts?"

"The only question is—who is the current Holy Master of the Sealing Immortals Holy Land? To command such influence is no small feat."

Gu Fenghua was naturally among the invited guests. Given the Sealing Immortals Holy Land’s former status as a colossal force, even he didn’t want to miss this occasion.

Yet, upon arriving at the altar, Gu Fenghua couldn’t help but feel shocked.

"Where did all these Emperor-level experts come from?"

"And this Sealing Immortals Holy Land—how absurd is this? So many top-tier factions have joined them?"

"The Dragon Emperor Palace is one thing—it originally split from the Sealing Immortals Holy Land anyway."

"But the Blood Slaughter Hall, the Mingyuan Sect, the Wei Family, the Xu Family, and even Yunling Palace—they’ve all joined the Sealing Immortals Holy Land?"

"This… dozens of factions, big and small, from the Central Heaven Domain have all been recruited?"

The Old Ancestor of the Nie Family was no less astonished than Gu Fenghua. No one had expected the Sealing Immortals Holy Land to gather such a massive following.

"Still, among those who originally split from the Sealing Immortals Holy Land, only the Dragon Emperor Palace has returned."

"Those people back then were no weaklings. Many vanished without a trace, and on the surface, only Long Wuqi, who founded the Dragon Emperor Palace, gained any real renown."

The Old Ancestor of the Ye Family frowned. These matters hadn’t concerned them much before, but now that the Sealing Immortals Holy Land had reappeared, something felt off.

"Enough. There’s no point dwelling on it now—the Sealing Immortals Holy Land’s return is already a fact."

"As long as they don’t act against us, there’s no need to overthink it," Gu Fenghua said with a faint smile.

"True, but we are the ancestors of the three great families, all at the peak of the Emperor-level realm."

"Now that we’ve come to the Sealing Immortals Holy Land, shouldn’t their Holy Master at least show himself?"

"It’s been days, and we still don’t even know who he is."

"This is downright disrespectful," the Old Ancestor of the Nie Family grumbled indignantly.

"Indeed, the Sealing Immortals Holy Land’s behavior is far too arrogant."

Gu Fenghua and the Old Ancestor of the Ye Family agreed—the Sealing Immortals Holy Land was acting far too presumptuous. Even guests of their stature were merely given a perfunctory resting place, let alone the treatment of others. Their hospitality left much to be desired.

Gu Fenghua wasn’t the only one who felt this way. Most of the guests who had arrived shared the same sentiment—though few dared to voice it.

Only two days remained until the Sealing Immortals Holy Land’s grand ceremony.

By now, nearly all the expected guests had arrived.

Deep within a hidden chamber of the Sealing Immortals Holy Land, Long Wuqi stood with utmost deference.

"So, this is the new body you’ve chosen?"

"It looks passable."

A voice echoed through the chamber, and Long Wuqi immediately replied, "Holy Master, why didn’t you let me select someone like Chen Yunxuan?"

"Foolish. Those are once-in-an-era prodigies, blessed with immense destiny. Do you really think you’d have a chance against them?"

"Their physiques may be superior, but they aren’t necessarily suited for you."

"This body you’ve taken now allows for perfect soul fusion—that’s what truly matters."

The chamber was small, yet only the voice could be heard—no figure was visible.

Long Wuqi nodded respectfully at Feng Xiu’s words. "The Holy Master’s wisdom is beyond compare."

"You’ve earned this. After I left, you handled everything well."

"Had it not been for your scheming in the Tai Xuan Realm, we wouldn’t have achieved this scale today."

"Though it’s a pity that Mu Ye and the Beast Alliance were wiped out."

"Now, the only one left to arrive should be Chen Chang’an, no?"

Chen Chang’an!

At the mention of that name, Long Wuqi’s expression darkened. Though Chen Chang’an had only appeared recently, Long Wuqi instinctively avoided provoking him.

There was something about Chen Chang’an that Long Wuqi couldn’t grasp—an unfathomable depth.

He couldn’t understand how such a formidable figure had suddenly emerged in the Tai Xuan Realm.

"This Chen Chang’an… is quite intriguing."

"However, his origins are unclear. I’ll need to test him first."

"If he can be of use to us, our grand plan will succeed!" Feng Xiu sneered.

"The Holy Master’s power transcends the heavens. Even without Chen Chang’an, your ambitions will surely be realized," Long Wuqi said deferentially.

"Enough. Go and prepare."

"As you command, Holy Master."

After Long Wuqi departed, the chamber plunged into absolute darkness. In the pitch-black void, a shadowy mass seemed to flicker briefly before merging seamlessly with the abyss.

Soon, the day of the Sealing Immortals Holy Land’s grand reappearance arrived.

The Altar of Sealing Immortals was packed with guests, and the Holy Land’s own experts had all assembled.

The sight of over a thousand Emperor-level experts from the Sealing Immortals Holy Land left the spectators utterly dumbfounded.

"How… how is this possible?"

"A single faction with over a thousand Emperor-level experts?"

"That man—isn’t that Xun Lei from Yunling Palace? He’s reached the Emperor-level?"

"And that one—Wei Mingkai from the Wei Family? He’s an Emperor now too?"

"These people… how have they all broken through to the Emperor-level?"

Many among the crowd recognized familiar faces, yet none could fathom how these individuals had all ascended to such heights.

The Sealing Immortals Holy Land had single-handedly made the Emperor-level seem almost… common.

"Something’s wrong with these people!"

"This isn’t natural!"

Gu Fenghua and the others exchanged glances, all sensing something amiss.

But now that they were here, they had no choice but to brace themselves and see what tricks the Sealing Immortals Holy Land had in store.

"Damn it!"

"Why hasn’t Chen Chang’an arrived yet?"

Long Wuqi’s brow furrowed in frustration. The ceremony was about to begin, and Chen Chang’an was still nowhere to be seen.