After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

All attempts at persuasion were unsuccessful.

Wu Yun sighed and said:

"My father, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect, hasn't seen through Zhu Anshi's true colors yet, and should be at the Martial Alliance right now."

"I am willing to accompany Your Highness to Tongtian Peak and persuade my father to lend Your Highness a helping hand."

Zhou Yi and the other two glanced at Wu Yun, a hint of surprise in their eyes.

This guy is quite a man of character.

The Qingyun Sect is considered to be of lower strength among mid-tier sects.

It is inferior to the Tianyi Sect.

To put it bluntly, they are just insignificant figures in the Martial Arts Alliance.

Wu Zhidao, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect, is not even ranked among the half-immortals.

If the father and son dare to disobey Zhu Anshi because of Zhou Yi, their path in the Martial Arts Alliance will come to an end.

As a cultivation sect, being targeted by the Martial Arts Alliance is a sure path to certain death.

……

The Eighteen Peaks of Tianzhu

The eighteen mountain peaks, like pillars supporting the sky, pierce the clouds.

Surrounded by seventeen peaks, the main peak, Tongtian Peak, is entirely black, resembling a charred wooden stake.

However, this "wooden stake" has a circumference of hundreds of miles, and its peak soars into the clouds, seemingly reaching the same height as the sky.

The Iron Cavalry Guards looked up and were all amazed by the magnificence of Tongtian Peak.

Zhu Anshi's decision to establish the Martial Arts Alliance here truly demonstrates his keen insight.

"Impressive!" Si Xuan clicked his tongue.

After glancing at Tongtian Peak, Zhou Yi looked towards the other seventeen peaks.

He raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a knowing look.

"Go up the mountain!" Si Xuan brandished his sword, pointing straight at the summit.

The cavalry dismounted and walked up the mountain path.

"Your Highness Prince Yi, please wait!"

A clear voice rang out, and an old man in coarse clothes walked out from the woods by the roadside.

Wearing a gray Taoist robe and patchwork cloth shoes, with a wooden hairpin holding up his full head of white hair, the old man had a kind face.

"He is Sun Miao, the master of Medicine King Valley," Hu Die whispered.

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded: "What advice does the Medicine King have for me?"

Although we have never met and I don't know much about the other party's background.

However, a valley master who can create medicine powder to target evil and incite his disciples to oppose the Mahayana sect cannot be too bad in character.

Zhou Yi always held those with a chivalrous heart and concern for the common people in high esteem.

Zhou Yi sized up the Medicine King, and the Medicine King sized up Zhou Yi in return.

This grandson of the emperor is indeed as rumored.

Gentle and refined like jade, elegant and graceful, with a calm and composed demeanor, as profound as the starry sky, making it impossible to fathom its depths.

Liangzhou was governed by benevolent policies, and its people lived in peace and prosperity. Sun Miao had heard of this and visited the area in person.

Governing the world with benevolence and righteousness reflects a broad mind and a loving heart.

He destroyed the Zhu Family Fortress with a single palm strike, killed Jiang Chong, and forced the Empress to her death...

A fearless heart shines brightly before the world.

Moreover, his talent is so extraordinary.

At such a young age, he has already advanced to the level of Grandmaster.

In a few decades, no one in the world will be able to surpass him.

"Your Highness is young and has a bright future. Why not endure for another ten years?"

Sun Yaowang advised, "You should know that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years."

"I have waited for twenty years."

"Since you have already waited twenty years, why should Your Highness care about waiting another ten?"

With such natural talent, ten years from now...

In this world, there is probably no one who can rival the Imperial Grandson Si.

The Medicine King, appreciating Zhou Yi's talent, stopped him halfway and tried to persuade him to stop:

"With the alliance leader's invitation of more than a dozen celestial beings to assist him, even terrestrial immortals cannot escape unscathed."

"Thank you for the reminder, Medicine King." Zhou Yi clasped his hands in thanks.

then.

He turned and stepped onto the mountain climbing steps.

Si Xuan and Hu Die followed.

One hundred iron cavalry guards, holding long spears, marched forward in unison.

"To face death without fear."

The Medicine King shook his head in admiration, "Truly fearless in the face of death!"

Facing the towering and awe-inspiring martial arts hall.

The general, his entourage, and his guards—none of them showed any fear.

If such a group of people can survive, they might bring benefits to the local people.

however.

A young and vibrant life will soon come to an end.

"Master——"

Lan Xinling jumped out of the woods and said impatiently, "Why didn't you stop His Highness?"

"As your teacher, I would like to," the Medicine King shook his head.

Such is the nature of a person with a kingly aura; they are extremely difficult to persuade.

Lan Xinling stomped her feet and pouted:

"What should I do?"

"What to do? Sigh, just wait to collect the corpses!"

……

"Tongtian Peak".

Above the mountain gate, three large gilded characters exude a sense of ruthlessness.

These three characters were written by Zhu Anshi himself.

In front of the mountain gate.

Nine young disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance stood on each side of the mountain road.

The moon-white Taoist robe flowed gracefully, and the long sword in his hand was poised to strike.

His solemn expression revealed a hint of excitement.

Clearly, the disciples knew that something big was about to happen.

At the end of the steps, two figures, one in black and one in white, ascended the stairs.

Wearing a long black robe embroidered with a four-clawed golden dragon, the man was a prince.

A flowing white dress, a purple sash cinching her waist—the girl looked like a fairy descended from heaven.

They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

The eighteen young disciples all praised it in their hearts.

The Martial Arts Alliance brings together the elite talents of the world.

They boasted that there were no handsome men or beautiful women in the world that they hadn't seen.

however.

Today, they have to admit it.

There really are handsome men and beautiful women in this world whom they are seeing for the first time.

His gaze was fixed on the two figures as they gradually moved to the front of the mountain gate.

The Martial Arts Alliance disciples suddenly came to their senses.

Their task was to guard the mountain gate.

The disciple in the lead sternly demanded:

"Stop, who is coming?"

Si Xuan said from behind:

"The Imperial Family of the Great Qian Dynasty, His Highness Prince Yi, has arrived! Make way!"

Under the whole world, could it be the king's land.

A sect is not a place outside the law.

Although the imperial court never interfered in the internal affairs of the imperial clans.

The sect's territory was not nominally separated from the dynasty's jurisdiction.

Since it is the territory of the imperial dynasty, it is only right to uphold the dignity of the royal family.

however.

Another disciple said:

"To join the alliance, please unsheathe your sword and ascend the mountain!"

Unsheathe the sword?

Zhou Yi smiled.

Is Zhu Anshi scared and wants to confiscate their weapons first?

Wu Yun stepped out from behind and angrily rebuked:

"What about unswords and climbing mountains? The Martial Arts Alliance has never had such a rule."

As a member of the Martial Arts Alliance, he was naturally well aware of this.

The young disciple grinned:

"This is a new rule established by the alliance leader, and today is the first day it is being implemented."

The Martial Arts Alliance encompasses ninety-nine large and medium-sized sects and holds absolute power in the cultivation world.

No one dares to disobey the rules set by the leader of the alliance.

Moreover, this is the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Even the Emperor himself wouldn't dare to cause trouble here.

The eighteen disciples had confidence in their eyes.

He waited calmly to see the grandson of the Great Qian Emperor suffer a setback.

however.

The seemingly gentle and weak-looking Emperor's grandson gave a slight sneer and actually stepped onto the steps, continuing to walk upwards.

???

Force their way into the Martial Arts Alliance's mountain gate?

Where would the imperial grandson of the emperor have such audacity?

It should be noted that there are more than ten demigods presiding over the Wuji Palace.

He is not really as rumored.

You came to the Martial Arts Alliance to kill the Alliance Leader and avenge his parents and family, right?

When the disciples first heard this news, they thought it was a joke.

after all.

The leader of the alliance claims to be second to none in the world, and no one dares to claim to be number one.

Even the Martial Emperor dared not.

A mere prince, has he eaten the gall of a bear and the gall of a leopard?

They actually dared to attack the Martial Arts Alliance.

The disciples were still in shock.

What shocked them even more was what followed.

The imperial grandson's bodyguard stepped forward and threw a punch at them:

"Get out of the way!" Si Xuan roared.

……

Is this the domineering aura of the Great Qian royal family?