A Daoist priest shook the fly-whisk in his hand and pointed his fingers like a sword at Jiang Wanyin, sneering, "What a joke. Have you forgotten that six years ago, your junior brother Lei Yunche's Half-Inch Startling Thunder hung over the walls of Cangwu City?"
Jiang Wanyin smiled gracefully and replied unhurriedly, "If this young lady remembers correctly, my junior brother only had a dharma body standing on those walls. If you gentlemen want to let your saint dharma bodies descend into the Demon Suppression Abyss... well, I can pretend not to see it."
One of them pondered for a moment. "Jiang Wanyin, you cannot stop the eleven of us by yourself."
Jiang Wanyin did not argue; she admitted it frankly. "You are right. You have the advantage of numbers. If you force your way through, a young lady like me naturally couldn't stop you. However..."
Everyone frowned.
Jiang Wanyin smiled. "If you cross this Broken Sword Mountain today, I will personally enter the Central Province and uproot your mountain gates one by one. Heh, I'm sure you all know that even the Ancestors of the Three Sects would find it difficult to stop me."
The crowd fell silent.
Jiang Wanyin, the sixth disciple of the Sword Ancestor, had become famous very early on.
In the Wendao Sect, her strength was even above that of Lei Yunche.
In the entire world, within the Central Plains, those who could face her one-on-one could likely be counted on one hand.
If they wanted to trap her, as she said, it would be difficult even if the Ancestors of the Three Sects came together.
This woman possessed a single water spirit root and had created her own supernatural power, the Water Clone Technique.
She could transform herself into rain, clouds, rivers, or even the vast ocean...
Leaving no trace behind!
If she did not wish to be entangled, there was truly no one in the world who could keep her there.
Furthermore...
Now was clearly not the time to completely fall out with the Wendao Sect.
No one knew exactly what was happening in the East Desolation.
Besides, since she dared to come, she must have made thorough preparations.
Whether it was worth taking such a huge risk for something ethereal and uncertain was a question with an obvious answer.
"Are you threatening us?"
"If you think so, then I am," Jiang Wanyin said lazily.
"Hmph... Jiang Wanyin, remember your words today. If the Northern Borders are trampled into ruins by the beast race, do not blame us for standing idly by!"
Jiang Wanyin squinted her eyes like crescent moons. "That is not for you to worry about. The Wendao Sect has suppressed Fanzhou for ten thousand years, and it will continue to do so for many more ten thousand years."
"Truly arrogant."
Jiang Wanyin teased, "We have no choice; our strength simply doesn't allow us to be low-key."
With a few more sarcastic remarks and teases, they seemed to be trying to preserve what little face they had left.
Then, one by one, they returned the way they had come.
"Wendao Sect, take care of yourselves!"
"I won't see you out!"
Some were indignant and full of resentment, like those from Daoism...
Some shook their heads and sighed, their eyes full of compassion, like those from the Academy...
Others had only come to join the excitement and left without joy or sorrow, like the Six Schools...
After all, since everyone else was coming, not showing up would make them look like outsiders.
Now it was fine; Jiang Wanyin had used the rules as an excuse—staints do not cross the border.
Then they wouldn't cross.
It was fine not to go to the East Desolation; it was merely a matter of losing a bit of face and feeling slightly uncomfortable.
Of course...
This did not mean they would ignore the matters of the East Desolation.
After the Eleven Saints departed...
One after another, ninth-stage tribulation transcendence experts from the Three Sects and Seven Schools appeared before the Broken Sword Mountain Range.
Without exception, before crossing the border, they all came to this isolated peak and bowed respectfully.
"This junior greets Miss Jiang."
Jiang Wanyin would also calmly ask in return.
"Which sect?"
"Tianji Sect."
"Oh..."
"Miss Jiang, may this junior pass?"
"Mhm... go ahead."
"Thank you, Miss Jiang!"
One tribulation transcendence junior after another appeared before the isolated peak, and Jiang Wanyin never blocked them from start to finish.
According to the rules...
Only saints were forbidden from crossing the border.
In her senior brother's instructions...
It was also only stated that saints were not allowed to cross.
As for the reason?
It was likely because the sword formation at One Sword Gorge could only stop attacks from those below the saint rank.
Of course, the main reason was that existences below the saint rank, even if they entered the Northern Borders, posed no significant threat to the Wendao Sect.
Furthermore...
She had already made her point very clear: if the Central Plains dared to take advantage of the chaos, she would personally trample their mountain gates.
As for what they were going to do?
It wasn't hard to guess.
Collecting intelligence was one thing, and bringing back their own juniors was another.
In any case, before today, after hearing the news that an auspicious beast was born in the Demon Suppression Abyss, the sects and families of the Central Plains had sent many disciples to the Northern Borders.
Moreover...
Most of them were the elites of their clans. If they were all lost in the Demon Suppression Abyss, it would indeed be an unbearable loss.
It was understandable!
......
Following Yun Zheng's appearance in the east and Lei Yunche's appearance in the west, Jiang Wanyin had appeared between the north and south.
At the northern border, two figures also arrived late...
The shore of the North Sea was the furthest from the Wendao Sect. In between, there were not only ten thousand miles of green mountains but also a land of extreme cold between the North Sea and the mountains of the Northern Borders.
This was the very place where Xu Xian had obtained the immortal grass in the past.
This land of extreme cold stretched for a full hundred thousand miles.
The sky was cold and the earth sealed, with raging snow and biting winds; it was a true forbidden zone of life.
If one were not like Xu Xian, possessing an acquired sword body that feared no cold and the Pupil of Insight to prevent getting lost...
It was likely that no one below the nascent soul stage could cross this hundred-thousand-mile land of extreme cold.
Even for those in the nascent soul stage, it was extremely difficult.
They would either exhaust their strength and die suddenly in the wind and snow, or lose their way and fail to find the exit.
It was precisely because of this land of extreme cold that the northern side of the Wendao Sect had always been the quietest, with the fewest incidents and the least worry.
After all...
With these hundred thousand miles of glaciers as a barrier, very few existences could travel between the North Sea and the Northern Borders.
In fact...
For ordinary creatures on both sides, they only knew that there were mountains or a great sea on the other side of the ice plains, but very few had actually been there.
However, this did not mean the North Sea was peaceful.
The great sea behind the hundred thousand miles of glaciers was slumbering in a mist. It was the only known mist-covered land on the entire Fanzhou continent where life existed.
Many great demons lived within it.
Their strength was extremely formidable; there were no fewer than a hundred known existences that could rival saints.
There were also some deep-sea behemoths that had never been seen before, whose strength even surpassed that of saints.
The world called them demon immortals!
They had heard from their Fifth Senior Brother, who had heard it from their Master.
Deep within the North Sea, ancient true dragons lay slumbering. Even their Master himself might not be their match.
Of course...
That was only hearsay.
The demons in the North Sea had always lived in peace with the Wendao Sect.
However, a few thousand years ago, a rumor had somehow spread throughout the world.
It even reached the ears of the demons in the North Sea.
It claimed that the reason no one had ascended for over thirty thousand years...
Was because the location of the Wendao Sect's mountain gate had sealed the Sky Gate of Fanzhou.
How ridiculous was that?
Yet, some demons in the North Sea actually believed such an absurd statement.
Since then, great demons had occasionally entertained certain thoughts.
Some demons of the North Sea had even secretly colluded with the demon beasts of the East Desolation.
They desired to destroy the Wendao Sect's mountain gate to uncover the truth.
In times unknown to the public, the Wendao Sect had also fought against the demons of the North Sea.
Both sides had suffered losses.
Today...
The two of them had come to prevent the demons of the North Sea from taking the opportunity to cross the hundred-thousand-mile ice plains and conspire with the demon beasts of the East Desolation to attack the Wendao Sect.
A clash between the beast god stage and Saints...
Could destroy heaven and earth and shake the very foundations of the mountains.
They did not want a war of this level to occur in the Northern Borders.
So they came.
They would avoid it if possible, but if it were unavoidable, they would have to fight a great battle here first.
To dissuade them.
After the two left the ice plains and traveled another few hundred miles, the mountains and rivers before them were filled with blooming flowers and gentle sea breezes.
There wasn't the slightest hint of autumn.
It was as if this place and the place they had come from did not belong to the same world at all.
The elderly man called out to the silver-haired man, "Senior Brother, let's stop here. Any further, and we would be lacking in manners."
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