Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

The only memories are of how this body utilized its peak Golden Core cultivation level, and the method of cultivating the "Azure Sun Ascension Technique".

Someone forcibly stuffed Shen Moyan's consciousness into a blank Golden Core cultivator's container.

Shen Moyan mastered the power of this body, but strangely found that the Daoist aura on this body was much weaker, and he might not be able to defeat some True Persons in the early stage of Purple Mansion.

"Possession? No, if it were possession, I should have the memory of devouring the original owner's soul. This is... a replacement?"

Shen Moyan felt a chill run through his body as he recalled the unrestrained and arrogant Demon Seed of Self-Transformation.

That kind of replacement at the level of existence is somewhat similar to the current situation, but it should also receive memories.

Who did this? Could it be the power of the Five-Colored Heavenly Realm?

And before entering this place, the last shadow of the stars you saw was none other than the Starry Sky, the Enlightened One.

Filled with doubt, Shen Moyan took the communication jade slip and went out.

He was stunned as soon as he stepped outside.

Below, the sea of ​​clouds churns and swirls, ethereal mist lingers, and countless suspended mountain peaks pierce the blue sky like sharp swords.

He was in a magnificent fairyland, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so rich and pure that it was unimaginable. It enveloped him like a warm tide, and with each breath, he felt refreshed.

In the distance, palaces stretched out in a continuous line, their eaves and brackets radiating a powerful sword intent. Countless streaks of light flashed across the sky like shooting stars, their auras either sharp or profound.

"Golden Core... Nascent Soul..."

There are countless cultivators with such cultivation levels, and occasionally a terrifying aura that makes his soul tremble flash by.

Shen Moyan activated the Xi Yi Perspective. Fortunately, this realm affected his true self and would not disappear with the changes in his physical body.

"Qingyang Sword Sect..."

Shen Moyan realized that this was an extremely prosperous immortal sect.

"Junior Brother Shen, it seems you've finished your seclusion."

A shooting star turned around and landed in front of Shen Moyan.

The newcomer carried six long swords on his back, wore a gray-white sword robe, and exuded the aura of a peak Golden Core cultivator.

He stood tall and straight like a lone pine tree, his hands behind his back. His face was handsome and almost perfect, but his eyes were indifferent, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

Shen Moyan saw the token at his waist: Qingyang Sword Token, Xie Wuxin.

It seems this person knows the original owner of the body. Shen Moyan lowered his eyes.

Once his abnormality is discovered, this "Golden Core Junior Brother" will instantly have his soul extracted and his spirit refined by the sect's powerful figures to investigate his true nature.

"Greetings, Lord Swordsman."

Shen Moyan bowed respectfully. He constantly used the "Record of Auspicious and Inauspicious Causes and Effects" to deduce things, preventing others from discovering that the original body had been replaced.

"There's no need for this between us."

Xie Wuxin's gaze swept calmly over Shen Moyan.

"I will be going to the Boundless Sea of ​​Light in three days. I wonder if Junior Brother Shen will be free?" Xie Wuxin said.

"The boundless sea of ​​light? What are we going there for?" Shen Moyan asked, revealing a hint of doubt at just the right moment.

"The Immortal Alliance has sent an invitation, inviting the younger generation of our sect to the Boundless Sea of ​​Light to participate in the Hundred Boats Discussion." Xie Wuxin said calmly.

"Your 'Sword of the Startling Swan' is unique and unparalleled even in the history of the Sword Sect."

"A hundred boats discussing the Dao?" Shen Moyan asked in surprise, never expecting the original owner of this body to have such an honor.

Previously, Shen Moyan had learned some fragments of information from the memories of the Star Realm Master.

The Hundred Boats Discussion is the highest-level exchange event for young geniuses of the twenty-one immortal lineages. Those who can stand out in it are all unparalleled talents who are expected to reach the Dao Integration Realm in the future!

Wait, the path of immortality is not dead, a hundred boats are still discussing the Dao...

Have I returned to the ancient realm of mountains and seas?

In a flash, Shen Moyan's mind raced, his face revealing a hint of excitement at being recognized as a genius and a touch of awe for the grand event. He clasped his hands in a deep voice and said, "I will obey Senior Brother's decree! Junior Brother will certainly do his utmost to live up to the Sword Sect's high expectations!"

A faint hint of appreciation seemed to flash in Xie Wuxin's indifferent eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"Yes, the meaning of 'swift as a swan' lies in speed and decisiveness, and you have already grasped three-tenths of its essence. This journey may bring formidable enemies, but also opportunities, so prepare well."

Having said that, he said no more, his figure transformed into a sword light, and disappeared into the sky in an instant, heading towards the Ten Thousand Swords Plaza.

Shen Moyan also set off to respond to the sect's urgent call.

While flying away, he used the perspective of the Westerners to capture information about this era.

"Siming, have you ever heard of Siming?"

"Isn't that just a legend? Even if ten Dao Integration Venerables attacked together, they couldn't defeat one Fate Master."

Shen Moyan learned some news about this era from the conversation of the disciples around him.

The Gods of Mountains and Seas have been silent for 500,000 years.

Five hundred thousand years ago, Bai Hao, the God of Fate, attained enlightenment. The five Gods of Fate gathered together, and then they all disappeared without a trace.

For 500,000 years, no new God of Destiny has been born in this world, which also means that the movements of the five supreme beings have become the greatest unknown.

Shen Moyan silently deduced the situation in his mind.

The era he arrived in was probably before the immortals died, which is more than three million years ago.

"But where am I?"

"It seems that among the twenty-one immortal lineages, there isn't a sect called Qingyang Sword Sect, is there?"

While gathering intelligence, Shen Moyan activated his Golden Core magic power, which transformed into a blue sword rainbow that mingled with the surging crowd and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Swords Square.

Moments later, Wanjian Square was packed with people.

Tens of thousands of Qingyang Sword Sect disciples stood solemnly in order of cultivation level, completely silent. All eyes were focused on the towering sacrificial altar at the end of the square, where a huge stone sword was planted.

On the sword-offering platform, dozens of elders, led by the sect leader, gathered together, their auras as profound as the sea.

Their faces were solemn, tinged with anxiety, as if they had just experienced an extremely heated debate, and the air still lingered with the tense atmosphere of Daoist energy.

Shen Moyan stood quietly among the crowd, his divine sense keenly capturing the emotional fluctuations emanating from the high platform.

"...Absurd! My Qingyang Sword Sect has existed for a million years, its prestige resounding throughout the world. How can we so easily change our name because of some vague and unfounded taboo?!"

An elderly man with white hair and a deep, resonant voice, his beard and hair bristling, spoke with the force of a bell.

"Elder! You are mistaken!"

Another solemn-faced, sword-wielding middle-aged cultivator said in a deep voice, "The two characters 'Qingming' are the title of the God of Destiny! He governs the laws of mountains, seas, and heaven! We sword cultivators, though we seek transcendence, are still within the laws of heaven and earth!"

"The sect's name shares the same character and pronunciation as the title of the God of Fate, which is a grave disrespect! If this continues, it will surely damage the sect's fortune and bring about unpredictable calamities!"

"Fuck your mother! According to you, all sects associated with the title of Siming should change their names? Why haven't the Qingxuan Pill Sect, another immortal lineage, changed their names?"

Azure Netherworld Fate Master?!

Shen Moyan's expression turned strange upon hearing those four words.

"Hmph! What are mere titles worth! We sword cultivators should break through all laws with a single sword strike, why should we be bound by such empty formalities!" another elder retorted.

"Foolish! The power of the God of Destiny concerns the very foundation of the operation of mountains, seas, heaven, and earth! How can it be mere empty formalities! Recently, the sect's fortune has been fluctuating, and disciples have frequently encountered danger during their training. How can this not be a sign?!"

"Then there's no need to change it to 'Biyang'! The character 'Bi' is frivolous, unlike the character 'Qing' which is weighty and majestic!"

"That is a misconception! [Azure] is the ultimate form of blue, containing vitality and purity, which perfectly aligns with the true meaning of my swordsmanship: unyielding and living in the face of death! Moreover, it avoids the taboo of the God of Fate, achieving the best of both worlds!"

"I think you've been bewitched by the prophecies of the Heavenly Mystery Sect!"

"you……"

On the plaza, the disciples were completely silent, watching nervously as the sect leaders on the high platform engaged in a heated debate.

The atmosphere was tense, as if a conflict could erupt at any moment.

Shen Moyan mingled in the crowd, his mind in turmoil.

Listening to these arguments, the scattered information in Shen Moyan's mind instantly connected, transforming into a clear thread that made him instantly understand his historical position.

"Change blue to green? What am I doing...?"

Just as Shen Moyan was filled with excitement, the sect leader, who was in the main seat on the high platform, slowly raised his hand and suppressed all the arguments.

His gaze swept over the disciples below the stage, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable decisiveness that resonated far and wide:

"The matter of the name has been settled. Effective immediately, the Qingyang Sword Sect will be renamed..."

"The Azure Sun Sword Sect!"

"Disciples, remember your new names, hone your swordsmanship, uphold justice for the mountains and seas, and respond to the will of Heaven!"

As the sect leader finished speaking, an invisible aura of fortune blessed the sect, and the Daoist rhythm flowed throughout the world. The two characters "Qingyang" on the sect's plaque shone brightly and gradually transformed into "Biyang".