Dugu Changkong was too tough, often leaving these divine bridge powerful figures at a loss.

As long as you have the ability to flip the table, no one dares to push you too hard.

Thus, after intense negotiations, Dugu Changkong got the result he wanted and left without looking back.

Since there were negotiations, a Dao Heart oath was naturally made, which no one could violate.

If the oath is broken, the Dao Heart will be damaged, making the Great Dao unattainable and even risking one’s life.

On Baichen Star, heroes gathered.

Powerful figures from various realms still lingered, yet to leave.

What was originally a competition for the young at the Hundred Veins Banquet had unexpectedly turned into this.

“Shhh…”

In a certain space, a piercing tearing sound was heard.

Then, a huge spatial rift appeared, attracting everyone’s attention.

It turned out that Dugu Changkong had returned.

His aged body was like a copper wall and iron bastion, shielding the younger generation behind him from all storms.

Standing there, he exerted immense pressure on the heroes of the Imperial Province, making their hearts tremble and souls suffocate.

“Master…”

Wu Junyan had been very worried about his master’s safety. Now, seeing his master return unharmed, the heavy stone in his heart slowly settled down.

“If one day I can live so freely, I will die without regrets.”

Countless eyes filled with admiration and reverence fell on Dugu Changkong, imagining themselves as the one who could intimidate the world, their blood boiling.

“The Hundred Veins Banquet is a competition for the young. We old fellows should not interfere.”

With Dugu Changkong’s return, the Supreme Ancestors of various sects had received the latest news and agreed to the proposal.

Even peak Great Vehicle stage cultivators had no right to interfere in this situation and could only stand aside.

“Dao Friend Dugu, let the juniors resolve this!”

A hoarse voice crossed the endless void.

“Alright.”

To prevent the old fellows from secretly playing dirty tricks, Dugu Changkong made an agreement with those from the Kunlun Realm.

In three battles for the young, if Dugu Changkong’s side won all three, the powerful figures of the Imperial Province’s sects would not touch the Emperor’s weapon fragment.

If they won two out of three, they wouldn’t have to give up the fragment, but the Kunlun Realm could take away the most complete law on the fragment.

Taking away the law from the Emperor’s weapon would undoubtedly have some adverse effects on Wu Junyan’s body. After all, the fragment had fused with Wu Junyan and could not be separated for the time being.

Therefore, winning all three battles was the best outcome.

Although Dugu Changkong was powerful, he was ultimately just one person. It was already remarkable that he could fight for the juniors to this extent.

If things really turned ugly, it wouldn’t benefit anyone.

The agreement between the Kunlun Realm and Dugu Changkong was naturally observed by the living fossils who had touched the divine bridge in various sects.

Thus, the true leaders of the ancient sacred grounds of the thirty-six sects in the Imperial Province discussed who would fight, separated by countless miles.

Soon, the peak Great Vehicle stage cultivators present understood the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to object, following the Supreme Ancestors’ instructions.

“Isn’t it a bit hasty to let a group of kids decide the outcome of such an important fortune?”

An elder at the early Great Vehicle stage from a certain sacred ground muttered softly.

“Slap!”

A slap landed on the elder’s face. It was from a senior, who glared fiercely and scolded, “There are some things you are not qualified to know. Shut up!”

“Yes.”

The elder, though a Great Vehicle stage cultivator, felt deeply ashamed to be slapped in front of everyone. He lowered his head and retreated into the dark void, no longer showing his face.

Dugu Changkong turned and walked to the front of the prayer bead barrier, smiling kindly, “Xiaoyan.”

“Master.”

Finally able to see his master up close, Wu Junyan was very excited. He took a few steps forward and bowed.

“In the past, I told you to hide your skills and not use our sect’s Dao techniques. Now, there is no such restriction. Show them to your heart’s content.”

Dugu Changkong looked at the gradually maturing Wu Junyan, seeing his younger self in him, and pinned endless hopes on him.

“Disciple understands.”

Wu Junyan nodded heavily.

“Remember, when facing an enemy, never be careless. Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.”

At this moment, Dugu Changkong had to give a word of advice.

Once the battle begins, any mistake in detail could change the situation.

“Yes.” Since Wu Junyan started cultivating, he had never shown his full strength. This time, he finally had the chance: “Disciple will not disgrace Master.”

Wu Junyan valued promises the most in his life. If he didn’t agree, he wouldn’t promise. But if he did, no matter how difficult, he would accomplish it.

This was because of Dugu Changkong’s teachings.

When he was young, Dugu Changkong had promised to go to the demon abyss with his senior brother.

But he broke his promise.

So many years had passed, and Dugu Changkong still couldn’t forget, filled with regret.

Therefore, he didn’t want his disciple to have too many regrets.

A promise must be fulfilled, even at the cost of one’s life. Otherwise, don’t promise.

“Two young friends, could you do this old man a favor?”

Dugu Changkong turned his gaze to Chen Qingyuan and Daochen Buddha’s child, smiling slightly, his tone carrying a hint of request.

Given the current situation, Dugu Changkong didn’t intend to expose Chen Qingyuan’s identity or reveal the true origins of the Mystic Azure Sect.

The time was not right, so he acted cautiously.

“Predecessor, please speak.”

Whether it was due to the recent favor of imparting knowledge or an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Chen Qingyuan respectfully cupped his fists and did not refuse.

Daochen Buddha’s child put his hands together and bowed.

“Since you are Xiaoyan’s friends, help him fight a battle!” Dugu Changkong said, “Regardless of victory or defeat, just do your best, and this old man will remember this favor.”

“Predecessor, you flatter me.” Chen Qingyuan quickly said, “Old Wu is my friend. Of course, I won’t stand by and watch him being bullied. I will do my best.”

“I am willing to fight.”

Daochen Buddha’s child was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

“Thank you.”

Dugu Changkong’s move had multiple meanings.

First, Chen Qingyuan’s strength was extraordinary, enough to stand out among his peers and fully qualified to fight;

Second, this was an opportunity to form a good relationship with Chen Qingyuan. In the future, if Chen Qingyuan encountered a difficult problem, Dugu Changkong would have a reason to help, and the world’s powerful figures would see it as repaying this favor without thinking too much.

Third, he wanted to see Chen Qingyuan’s true strength to better plan the revival of the Mystic Azure Sect.

“Dao Friend Dugu, who will fight in the first battle?”

In the void above Baichen Star, a huge vortex appeared. The voice came from within, and the invisible pressure it emitted made even ordinary Great Vehicle stage cultivators struggle to withstand it.

“Predecessor, let me go!”

Chen Qingyuan volunteered.

Perhaps it was for the favor promised by Dugu Changkong, perhaps for his brother, or maybe because his hands were itching for a fight.

In any case, Chen Qingyuan was not afraid to fight his peers.