Chapter 469 (2)
The purpose of Sacred Mountain convening this Grand Assembly was clear—it sought to re-establish order amid the growing chaos and maintain stability in the world.
Whether this goal could ultimately be achieved was another matter, but given the current state of affairs, it was unlikely that Tian Cang Sect would dare to be the first to stand out and defy the order.
“Speaking of this Grand Assembly, most of the major sects and forces across the land should have already arrived by now, right?”
A woman of stunning beauty suddenly asked, her voice carrying a touch of curiosity.
The moment she spoke, the surrounding crowd fell into silence.
No one had expected this woman to pose such a daring question.
Even the black-robed young man was momentarily taken aback.
However, he quickly recovered and responded with a smile, “Liu Shimei must be joking. How could someone like me possibly predict the outcome of such a grand event?”
“Is that so? But I believe that the ambitions of the Three Holy Lords will be difficult to realize.
This is no longer a world like a thousand years ago.The tides of the world have changed.
If the Three Holy Lords wish to regain control of the grand order, I fear they may lack the strength to do so.”
The beautiful woman spoke confidently, her words causing an uproar in the hearts of those present. Everyone turned to look at her in shock.
No one had expected her to be so audacious—daring to openly question the authority of the Three Holy Lords.
Some even subtly glanced in the direction of Lin Zhirui.
Everyone knew about the relationship between Tianji Tower and Sacred Mountain.
Would he not react to someone publicly questioning the authority of the Three Holy Lords?
Yet, to their surprise, Lin Zhirui’s expression remained utterly calm, as if he hadn’t heard a single word.
This reaction left many puzzled.
Those with keen minds couldn’t help but think deeper.
The beautiful woman was a core true disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, one of the most powerful sects in Zhongzhou.
To some extent, her words could be taken as a reflection of Guiyuan Sect’s stance.
Was she, perhaps, hinting at something about Guiyuan Sect’s true intentions?
...
As the tavern was enveloped in an eerie silence, a sudden commotion arose outside the city gate.
“What a magnificent Unicorn Dragon Horse!”
“Which powerful sect dares to use such extraordinary beasts to pull their carriage?”
“Wait... I can sense it—these two Dragon Horses are stronger than us!”
“No way! I think I’ve heard about this carriage before!”
…
The abrupt noise interrupted the tavern’s stillness, drawing everyone’s attention toward the city gate.
And then—everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
At the city gate, a massive carriage stood still.
Intricate, mysterious patterns were carved into its surface, giving it an air of profound secrecy.
But the most eye-catching sight was the two towering Unicorn Dragon Horses in front of the carriage—majestic creatures with sharp, single horns and pure white bodies.
The aura exuded by these Dragon Horses was overwhelmingly powerful—at the very least, equivalent to Precelestial Realm cultivators.
“Innate-level Unicorn Dragon Horses?!”
The people in the tavern, being core true disciples from top-tier sects across Zhongzhou, immediately recognized the significance of the beasts.
Those were Precelestial-level spirit beasts!
“Which sect possesses such power that they can afford to use Innate-level spirit beasts to pull their carriage?”
A wave of astonishment swept through the room.
Although the world’s spiritual energy had been reviving for several years, and spirit beasts had been increasing in numbers, creatures at the Innate level remained incredibly rare and nearly impossible to tame.
Even for them, their own sects weren’t yet powerful enough to command Unicorn Dragon Horses of this caliber.
All eyes instinctively focused on the mysterious carriage, their spiritual senses extending toward it, attempting to probe its contents.
However—
The moment their spiritual senses touched the carriage, they were met with a sudden, piercing pain, as if sharp needles had stabbed into their souls!
“Ah!”
Several people groaned and instinctively withdrew their spiritual senses.
Their faces turned pale, their eyes filled with shock.
Clearly, the carriage had been crafted by a true master, capable of not only blocking spiritual detection but even counterattacking intruders!
“Wait a moment… the appearance of this carriage… and those Unicorn Dragon Horses… why do they seem so familiar?”
At that moment, the black-robed young man’s expression suddenly changed, as if he was recalling something.
But before he could fully piece it together—
The carriage door opened, and a figure stepped out.
It was a middle-aged man, his features plain and unimpressive, his build somewhat lean.
His aura wasn’t particularly strong—merely at the initial Precelestial Realm.
But in his hand, he held something that instantly sent a shockwave through the crowd.
A golden invitation.
An invitation from Sacred Mountain!
Everyone in the tavern instantly recognized the prestigious golden invitation.
With that, there was no longer any doubt—whoever was in that carriage belonged to a truly extraordinary force.
Only the most powerful figures across the land were qualified to receive Sacred Mountain’s invitation!
Even so, the identity of this force remained unknown.
As everyone watched in uncertainty, a figure suddenly leaped down from the tavern’s upper floors, landing gracefully on the street before walking toward the city gate.
“Zhirui!”
The crowd gasped.
It was Lin Zhirui.
They watched as Lin Zhirui approached the middle-aged man with the golden invitation, exchanging polite greetings.
Then, he turned and spoke briefly to the guards before personally leading the mysterious carriage into the city.
The sight of Lin Zhirui conversing so naturally with the middle-aged man sent a wave of realization through the spectators.
Clearly—
Lin Zhirui was well acquainted with the owner of the carriage.
Watching this unfold, the black-robed young man, who had been racking his brain in frustration, suddenly experienced a flash of realization.
His eyes widened, his voice trembling with shock.
“I remember now! This is that legendary carriage!”
“What legendary carriage? What are you talking about, Qi Brother?”
The tavern’s crowd, who had initially wanted to question Lin Zhirui, froze in confusion upon hearing the young man’s outburst.
However, the black-robed young man ignored them, his gaze locked onto the carriage, his voice muttering in disbelief—
“There’s no mistake… White-Horned Dragon Horses… Wind-Chasing Carriage… this is the very carriage that belonged to that figure… the one who once arrived in Zhongzhou long ago…”