System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

After all, Elder Long was an outstanding leader who once led more than a billion people in Longxia to prosperity. Even though the identities, status, and strength of the nine people in front of him were vastly different from his own, he remained calm and composed in the face of their greetings, his posture as upright as a pine tree and his aura as steady as Mount Tai.

In Elder Long's mind, this situation could only be attributed to one person: Chen Xuan, who had left not long ago.

"You have all come from afar despite your troubles, but it is my Longxia clan that has failed to provide adequate hospitality and has neglected our distinguished guests." Elder Long said with a kind smile as he stepped forward to gently help Yin Yi and the others, who were kneeling on one knee, to their feet. He warmly invited them, "Come, let's go to the clan hall and have a good chat."

"Thank you, Elder Long," Yin Yi quickly replied.

Although with his strength, annihilating Elder Long and the others would be a simple matter of turning his hand, at this moment, he could only adopt a humble posture.

He was not wary of the cultivators like Ze Lin Hai, who were still at a shallow level, nor of Xuan Shui Ze, who was at the same level as him, nor of the two hundred or so powerful demons at the Pi Fu Realm who were eyeing him covetously. Rather, he was wary of Young Master Chen Xuan, who had just stepped into the Nine Heavens Xuan Qing Palace and then stirred up a storm within the sect, sweeping away the third and second generation genius disciples, as well as his master—the Prince Qing Tian Xiao Lou.

Yin Yi, burdened with a mission, had no choice but to bow down to the native chieftain, whose realm and strength were inferior to his own, but he was truly shocked.

The natural aura of authority emanating from Elder Long left Yin Yi somewhat stunned. Over the years, following Prince Qing Tian Xiao Lou, he had witnessed countless grand and luxurious gatherings and discussions, but below the Earth Immortal level, he had never seen any cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage possess such a powerful aura as Elder Long.

So much so that when Yin Yi faced Elder Long, he always had the illusion that the person in front of him was some peerless master deliberately concealing his cultivation and pretending to be weak to take advantage of others.

Judging from the way his eight brothers and sisters looked at Elder Long, they probably all had the same thought.

"Line up, welcome our distinguished guests!" Jiang Ming, the patriarch of the Jiang clan, laughed heartily and shouted to the Yinglong Guards scattered across the sky for miles after confirming that the visitors were friends and not enemies.

At Jiang Ming's command, the Yinglong Guard members, who had just disregarded life and death and were wielding gleaming swords and divine weapons, instantly changed their posture.

Swords and magical weapons were sheathed and disappeared, replaced by gongs, drums, suonas, and strings of ninety-nine firecrackers, symbolizing joy and celebration.

Clearly, this grand display was not prepared temporarily for Yin Yi and the others, but rather was prepared long ago for the legendary figure of Zelinhai, the pride of Qushan, and the war god of Longxia—Lord Chen Xuan.

Elder Long led the group into the air and sped towards the heart of Zelinhai, their figures quickly disappearing into the horizon.

Before long, the area around Zelinhai was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and firecrackers, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

The atmosphere shifted from oppressive and suffocating to joyful and celebratory in an instant. The transition was so natural and smooth, and so fast, that when Yin Yi and the others looked back, they couldn't help but marvel at the powerful cohesion of the indigenous tribes in this barren land, and felt a bit of lingering fear.

A thousand miles above, the sky is clear and cloudless.

Elder Long, Jiang Ming, and others led Yin Yi and his group across two lines of defense in Zelinhai.

Looking into the distance, nine magnificent cities came into view, surrounded by tens of thousands of hectares of first-class spiritual fields.

Yin Yi and his group were not ordinary guards of the Qingtian Marquis's mansion. As an elite Daoist soldier squad that had been personally selected by the Marquis to protect Qingtian Xiaolou, they noticed when they flew into Zelinhai that there was a building resembling a military affairs hall every hundred miles along the tens of thousands of miles of mountain range that surrounded this area, as well as countless martial arts training squares.

Seeing this, Elder Long smiled and introduced, "These buildings are all places where the guards of my Qushan lineage usually cultivate and train." After learning about Yin Yi and the others' intentions and identities through telepathic communication, Elder Long completely let down his guard.