Reconstructing the Lanyu Immortal Sect

The expressions of the five True Immortal Patriarchs froze in an instant.

The mocking smile still lingered on the golden-robed elder's face, but the light in his eyes had shifted from disdain to terror.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat felt as if it were clamped shut, unable to produce a sound.

The other four Patriarchs were no better.

Their bodies trembled, their spiritual energy rampaging within as they tried to break free from the pressure.

But that pressure was everywhere, seeping into every pore, pressing down on them so heavily that they could not move even a single finger.

They wanted to flee, but they could not escape.

They wanted to block, but they could not withstand it.

The five True Immortal Patriarchs exhausted their strength, summoning every defensive artifact they had—a golden bell shield, a multicolored barrier, ancient armor, and the life-saving secret techniques they had kept hidden at the bottom of their coffers.

Five layers of defense stacked above them, gleaming with light, appearing as firm and unbreakable as iron.

But before Gu Changyuan's palm, these defenses were paper-thin.

No layer of defense could withstand even a single breath.

In the golden-robed elder's pupils, the palm that drew closer and closer was reflected; his expression shifted from terror to despair.

He opened his mouth, wanting to shout one last sentence, but before the words could leave his lips, the palm had already descended.

The figures of the five True Immortal Patriarchs vanished under that palm.

Upon becoming an immortal, Gu Changyuan's cultivation soared.

Back in the Nine Heavens Realm, the cultivation feedback from those Immortal Kings had only placed him at half-immortal peak.

But now, returning to the Immortal Realm, their Immortal King cultivation was directly and substantially channeled into him. His current cultivation was terrifyingly formidable.

Not to mention that he also possessed a collection of overpowered formation techniques, a body of sacred bones, and countless insights into the Great Way.

Five True Immortals?

In the face of absolute power, they meant nothing.

One move.

As for why those Immortal Kings were not present, it was simply because their presence was not needed here.

Gu Changyuan had sent them directly via teleportation tokens to return to their clans to deliver the message and set up the immortal-level teleportation arrays he had given them.

After all, the vast Ten Thousand Immortal Realm was enormous; traveling between several upper-tier forces on foot would have taken an eternity. It was far more efficient to give them the formations and let them go back to set them up.

With just one move, Gu Changyuan had completely slaughtered all five True Immortal Patriarchs.

On the battlefield of the Lan Yu Immortal Sect, time seemed to freeze.

Those disciples of the Lan Yu Immortal Sect who had just been cheering, "The Patriarchs are here," had not yet had time to put away the wild joy on their faces, and the hope in their eyes had not yet died.

The Patriarchs were already gone.

The expressions of the Lan Yu Immortal Sect disciples underwent a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree shift in an instant.

Wild joy turned into terror, hope into despair, and battle spirit into fear.

"The Patriarch... the Patriarch is dead?"

"No... impossible... that was a True..."

"Run! Run now—"

But they could not escape.

But they could not escape.

The space was sealed off; teleportation arrays failed.

They wanted to flee, but the entire area was blocked—no way to heaven, no gate to earth—and in the end, they could only be gradually hunted down by Gu Changyuan's disciples, every last one slain.

Meanwhile, all remaining Heavenly Immortal Peak cultivators within the sect were personally dealt with by Gu Changyuan himself—not a single one slipped through the net.

The Lan Yu Immortal Sect was much larger than the Heavenly Human Holy Land.

With a main mountain piercing through the clouds and brimming with the densest spiritual energy at its core, three towering peaks stood side by side behind it.

These three peaks formed a tripod, guarding the main mountain, creating an optimal immortal sect terrain of one mountain and three peaks.

Two and a half hours later, the slaughter was fully concluded. The Lan Yu Immortal Sect, which had long dominated the Eastern Continent of the Immortal Domain, along with its tens of thousands of sect cultivators, was entirely annihilated.

The only ones the disciples deliberately spared throughout the entire sect were the immortal slaves who had long been imprisoned in the rear mineral veins, laboring day and night.

Behind the Lan Yu Immortal Sect lay an enormous, rare immortal mineral vein—vast quantities of immortal gold, immortal stones, and refining materials were buried within. This was the fundamental reason they had constantly set up ascension-inducing formations and captured ascending cultivators from the lower realms.

They would seize prodigies, force them to become mining slaves, work them day and night to extract the ores to supply the sect, or sell them to other powers.

These cultivators, having ascended, full of hope, believing they had finally embarked on the immortal path,

would then be captured in the guiding formation, branded with slave marks, thrown into the mines, driven like beasts until their spiritual power was exhausted, their cultivation lost, and they died from exhaustion.

At this moment, the disciples of the Demonic Sky Pavilion led these mining slaves out.

Their eyes were hollow and numbed. As they looked at the blood-soaked cultivators around them, their faces showed no expression—not because they were unafraid, but because they had lost the capacity to be afraid.

Gu Changyuan looked at them, raised his right hand, and gently waved.

A warm, pure immortal light swept through, landing on every immortal slave.

Those deep-rooted soul-binding slave marks vanished in an instant, erased completely.

"The Lan Yu Immortal Sect is no more. The marks on you—I have removed them. You may leave."

With that, he waved his right hand again.

A gentle spiritual force wrapped around all the immortal slaves, sending them away from this area.

Soon, with Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue leading the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the three types of vital qi from the entire Lan Yu Immortal Sect had been fully collected.

Gu Changyuan floated above the Lan Yu Immortal Sect, overlooking the entire area.

Beneath his feet stretched the sect's sprawling architectural complex.

At this moment, some of these buildings had been destroyed in the battle, while others remained intact.

But Gu Changyuan did not intend to leave a single one standing.

He raised his right hand, spreading his five fingers toward the huge complex below.

Then he clenched his fist.

"BOOM—!!!"

Every building of the Lan Yu Immortal Sect shattered in an instant.

As for the resources once stored in those buildings—spirit stones, elixirs, artifacts, jade slips of cultivation techniques—

they had all been taken into Gu Changyuan's space storage artifact at the very first moment after the battle ended.

Gu Changyuan withdrew his hand, his gaze calm as he looked at the flat ruins below.

He closed his eyes.

Within his sea of consciousness, the system began to act.

A vast surge of power flowed outward from the depths of his sea of consciousness, following his body into the earth beneath his feet and into the four peaks.

Gu Changyuan felt a massive drain of spiritual energy. The world's spiritual power surged and settled violently. The old, low-quality immortal veins were instantly extracted and uprooted. Deep within the ground, rumbling sounds echoed as the subterranean veins were thoroughly reshaped.

The system directly abolished the Lan Yu Immortal Sect's original barren and chaotic inferior immortal veins, replacing them with four top-tier, system-exclusive Supreme Immortal Veins.

As the immortal veins were reconstructed, heavenly spiritual light converged, endless immortal light fell to the ground, and the entire sect's layout rapidly restructured.

At the central mountain, now called the Sky Abyss Immortal Mountain, a vast, majestic, and sacred heavenly palace slowly coalesced into form—its halls grand, its jade towers gleaming.

From this moment on, this place was named the Heavenly Court.