The Demon Venerables of the Ghost Alliance didn't say anything incorrect.
Since Jiang Cheng refused the deal, if the Celestial Pavilion intervened, it would truly violate the principle of neutrality.
Miao Yu glared fiercely at Jiang Cheng, completely unable to comprehend his decision.
"Elder Jiang, what do you mean by this?"
She thought her offer wasn't harsh.
A lot of treasures would be given in exchange for the Tier Nine Immortal Artifact, offering protection, and allowing your Feixian Sect's 3000 disciples to ascend safely to the Upper Immortal Realm.
How does this not seem like a win-win?
If she were Jiang Cheng, she would definitely agree to it.
"Miss, I can fully feel your good intentions, but after all, I'm a man. How can I accept protection from a woman?"
Brother Cheng felt he was very graceful, rejecting the offer politely.
After all, she was a peerless beauty; speaking nicely would make future meetings more pleasant.
However, to others, it was filled with reasons for criticism.
Those unaware might think this was Miao Yu's personal attempt to express affection to him.
"Elder Jiang, please mind your words!"
The usually calm and composed fairy was genuinely angered this time.
"Since you're determined to go your own way, then fend for yourself!"
"We, the Celestial Pavilion, won't interfere!"
Even if she wanted to intervene, she couldn't.
Unless they wanted to publicly damage the Celestial Pavilion's long-standing prestigious reputation.
With those words, it formally declared the Celestial Pavilion's withdrawal from the whirlpool of conflict.
Including Ye Yang Immortal King and the other eleven absent Immortal Kings, all experts of the Celestial Pavilion would not interfere in the future.
The Demon Venerables and Immortal Venerables of the Ghost Alliance were gloating.
They weren't foolish; although there were still more than eighty of them, they weren't stubborn enough to charge at Jiang Cheng at this moment.
With Meng Qin being taken out by a single sword strike, without an Immortal King or Demon King, winning this battle was impossible.
What they needed to do now was watch Jiang Cheng closely.
Seeing them retreat from the Celestial Pavilion, Brother Cheng felt a bit conflicted.
Just now, to make a spectacular scene, he had used the ten-times Critical Strike in advance.
Now without the Critical Strike, wanting to take down these people might require dying once first.
With so many people here…
Oh well, it's not the first time I've been killed publicly; I can come up with an excuse later if necessary.
With that thought, he also held his sword and followed them outside.
"There are many people outside, including the Jiyun Immortal King from the Ancient Emperor Sect!"
Leng Huahan and Yuan Zhe were anxious.
Inside the Celestial Pavilion, there at least was a rule prohibiting conflict, and opponents would at least show some restraint.
Outside, there would be no such restraint.
But if Brother Cheng wanted to go out, they couldn't stop him.
Miao Yu watched his back with indifference, thinking he was walking to his doom.
"Seems we won't be able to wait for those four from the Ghost Alliance; he'll be killed first."
Ye Yang Immortal King communicated over.
The Jiyun Immortal King from the Ancient Emperor Sect wasn't someone to be trifled with, even he didn't dare provoke easily.
Miao Yu replied emotionlessly: "He truly doesn't know the meaning of danger."
Just after making that evaluation, battle suddenly erupted again outside.
By this moment, outside had transformed into another world.
With one step, ahead was an endless starry sky.
Everyone caught within appeared to have suddenly been switched into another space.
"Jiyun Immortal King, how dare you!"
The faces of the Demon Venerables from Ghost Alliance paled, but it was already too late!
Only to see two massive celestial bodies collide heavily with a thunderous roar.
Afterwards, blinding light and terrifying explosions erupted in succession.
But bizarrely, the explosion was perfectly controlled within a small range and didn't make any noise.
In that strike, over half of the eighty demon venerables fell on the spot.
An elder clad in a white robe, with a youthful face despite being old, rode with a sword, traversing the space river, appearing as the dominator of that starry sky, sacred and inviolable.
"Jiyun Immortal King, let's talk it out!"
"Our Ghost Alliance's grand ancestors won't let you off!"
Jiyun Immortal King, one of the founders of the Ancient Emperor Sect, was an old Immortal King with unfathomable power.
Because he hadn't ascended to the Upper Immortal Realm, the Ancient Emperor Sect under his protection had remained as the strongest sect within the Blue Heaven Domain over the years.
No surprise he came this time, after all, the Immortal Artifact was tempting.
Choosing to take out competitors from the Ghost Alliance wasn't strange either; it's no surprise considering the desire for the Tier Nine Immortal Artifact.
But he seemed to act a bit early this time?
Jiang Cheng wasn't dead yet, the sword was still with him!
Isn't it a bit hasty to take out the Ghost Alliance now?
Not only the immortals from other surrounding forces, even the thirty-plus Immortal Venerables from the Ancient Emperor Sect were all shocked.
And that Jiyun Immortal King seemed determined to first eliminate the competitors!
Just beneath that silent starry sky, flashes of sword light swept by, accompanied by the demise of Demon Venerables.
Everyone was silent with fear.
Thinking of this terrifying Immortal King eradicating the Ghost Alliance, the next target would be the Feixian Sect, Yuan Zhe, Yuan Wu, Yuan He, and the three elders were trembling, nearly scared to the point of losing control.
Even Yan Wei, standing inside the Celestial Pavilion's hall, felt no sense of safety.
The might of the Immortal King was daunting, Immortal Venerables were mere ants before him!
Ye Yang Immortal King showed a solemn expression; this power made him feel a profound sense of danger.
That starry sky was enough to prove Jiyun Immortal King's advancement in shaping the Immortal Country ahead of him.
"The Ghost Alliance has three Demon Kings and one Immortal King, yet this person disregards it completely..."
Miao Yu remained calm: "Given those four from the Ghost Alliance haven't arrived yet, taking early action for the Tier Nine Immortal Artifact isn't surprising for Jiyun Immortal King."
As the final demon venerable from the Ghost Alliance fell, the mysterious starry sky vanished.
Jiyun Immortal King sheathed his sword, gracefully descending to the entrance of the Celestial Pavilion.
Everyone wore a look of terror, scrambling to flee in all directions.
Even representatives from major forces like Evil Cloud Palace, Minghai Ancient Race, and Candle Mountain Demons retreated.
No one dared to ascertain if this relentless Immortal King would go mad and kill all competitors present.
Amidst the gaze of everyone, Jiyun Immortal King strode confidently to Jiang Cheng's front.
His expression was peculiar, with a hint of excitement, disbelief, yet deeply fervent.
It looked like a sign of madness.
Yuan Zhe, Yuan Wu, and the others were even more fearful, their hands trembling on their swords.
Their only hope now was that Elder Jiang could hold off this person...
Subsequently, everyone present witnessed a scene they would never forget.
"Sect Leader Jiang... it's truly you!"
This Immortal King, who stood at the pinnacle of the Middle Immortal Realm, flung back the front of his white robe, and slowly knelt down on one knee!
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After desperately uttering those words, the seasoned old Immortal King's eyes reddened.
He, as if seeing his elder, was overwhelmed with emotion: "Sect Leader Jiang! This old one is fortunate to behold your celestial visage... Heaven has shown mercy!"
At this moment, countless individuals were stunned, plummeting straight from the sky.
Even Miao Yu inside the Celestial Pavilion was staggered, nearly tumbling onto the ground.
Her face was filled with disbelief, as though witnessing the magical spectacle of the Immortal Realm's destruction.
A dignified Immortal King, why would he kneel for someone, even calling himself a little old one?