Chapter 636 535: Pei Yuhang's Choice, White Robes and the Toppling Sea, United for the Abyssal Palace

With the armies of the Chosen Organization and the Demon Race defeated, the hard-won unity of the allied Sect forces—originally assembled to face the crisis threatening the Human Race—began to crumble.

The war was drawing to a close, and the Cultivators couldn't help but think of their own Dao paths and the futures of their sects or families. Their greedy eyes all turned to the Divine Gate that led to the Abyssal Sea Palace.

Sensing the massive crowd that was gradually gathering, the unease in Lin Qianyan's heart grew stronger.

She hurried forward, clutching Pei Yuhang's hand, and said anxiously,

"This is bad, Brother Pei! He's definitely up to something!"

"The Abyssal Sea Palace might be a huge trap. Since he's already given us a hint, shouldn't we urge our fellow disciples and the other cultivators to leave this place and warn the Sect Leader to be on guard?"

However, Pei Yuhang merely stared blankly at Yuan Tianming's retreating figure, seemingly yet to emerge from the shadow of his betrayal.

'Master… you pulled me out of that Demon Cave and gave me a new life. I saw you as family. How could you use me…?'

"Brother Pei!"

Lin Qianyan gripped Pei Yuhang's shoulders, her voice almost a shriek, snapping him back to his senses.

"Brother Pei, you're not alone now! Forget Yuan Tianming—you still have us!"

"Qianqian…"

Lin Qianyan's voice pulled Pei Yuhang's sinking consciousness back to his body.

He instinctively glanced at Qianqian before him and Liyuan by his side.

Then Yueqiu, and Junior Sister Nangong.

Sensing Pei Yuhang's gaze on her, Shang Miaoyan, who stood at the edge of the group, took an excited step forward.

Then, Pei Yuhang took a deep breath, his gaze returning to meet Lin Qianyan's seriously.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Shang Miaoyan stepped back into place.

"Qianqian, you're right… I was being foolish."

Pei Yuhang tightened his grip on the Silent Sword, his Dao Heart steadying.

"Let's go!"

"Right!"

Lin Qianyan nodded firmly.

But just as they were about to leave, the battle raging high in the sky between Ji Shenyun, Yuan Tianming, and several Dragon Corpses seemed to be affecting the heavens.

A raging vortex of Spiritual Qi kicked up a storm, blotting out the sun and plunging the world into darkness.

A Cultivator suddenly felt the ground tremble. He instinctively flew up on his sword, and then his face filled with horror, as if he had witnessed some great terror.

With a trembling hand, he pointed into the distance and stammered,

"Quick, look!"

"It's a tsunami!"

At his words, countless Cultivators flew into the air on their swords. They gazed into the distance, only to see a black-and-blue wall, tens of millions of zhang high, rapidly approaching.

It was a raging tide of seawater!

The battle between Ji Shenyun and Yuan Tianming had disturbed an immense amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, while the emergence of the Abyssal Sea Palace's Divine Gate had affected the very ley lines of the earth.

As a result, the tide of the Endless Sea, which should have been at its lowest ebb, had turned prematurely, forming a colossal tsunami the likes of which hadn't been seen in millions of years!

"This is bad! The tsunami is so powerful. If it hits the Ancient Bronze Gate, it'll be swept right back into the Sea Abyss!"

"Why don't we all join forces and block the tsunami?"

"Are you joking? This is the full force of the entire Endless Sea's returning tide! It could crush a mountain range to dust. Not even a Mahayana Cultivator could withstand it directly. It's impossible to stop!"

Just then, the Sect Leader of the Demon Path Sacred Land, the Celestial Killer Sect, suddenly spoke, his voice echoing across the heavens and earth.

"Fellow Daoists, the emergence of the Abyssal Sea Palace is a grand, once-in-ten-thousand-year opportunity!"

"Our path as Cultivators is to seize the fortunes of heaven and earth and go against the heavens! Now that a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity is right before our eyes, how can we possibly miss it?"

"Fellow Daoists, why not join me? Let us channel our Spiritual Qi into the Goddess Statue and force the gate open before the tsunami arrives!"

The Celestial Killer Sect Leader's words immediately drew cheers from the countless Cultivators present. But just as they were about to channel their Spiritual Qi, Lin Qianyan stepped forward.

"Fellow Daoists, do not be rash! We just learned while fighting the Pope of the Chosen Organization that the opening of the Abyssal Sea Palace may be a massive conspiracy!"

"Opening the Abyssal Sea Palace might be our enemy's true objective! I hope you will all wait until the leaders of the great Sacred Lands have conferred before you act!"

Lin Qianyan's words made the Cultivators present hesitate.

The Sect Leader of the Celestial Killer Sect was nearing the end of his lifespan, so he was desperate to open the legendary Abyssal Sea Palace and find a way to prolong his life, or even achieve immortality.

Seeing someone trying to stop him, he immediately shouted, "Fellow Daoists, do not listen to her deceitful words!"

"Do you all want to wait until you have no hope of achieving immortality, after a lifetime of bitter cultivation, only to turn to a pile of dust? Will you then look back and regret not opening the Abyssal Sea Palace today?!"

"Besides, the Cultivation Realm is held in a stranglehold by a few great Sacred Lands! Small and medium-sized Sects have no chance of ever getting ahead!"

"This woman is the Saintess of the Jade Pool Sacred Land! I tell you, she just doesn't want to see all of you enter the Abyssal Sea Palace and grow stronger, for fear that you might one day threaten her Sacred Land's status!"

The Sect Leader of the Celestial Killer Sect's words were highly persuasive, and he had even used a Demonic Hypnosis Technique as he spoke. In just a few sentences, he had swayed the Cultivators present to his side.

"He's right! The chance for immortality is right before our eyes! How can we give up just because of a few words from this woman?"

"Exactly! It's obvious the great Sacred Lands don't want us to achieve immortality! They want to keep the Abyssal Sea Palace for themselves!"

The Cultivators hesitated no longer. They turned to the Ancient Bronze Gate with fanatical gazes and, in unison, released their Spiritual Qi, offering it to the illusory image of the Goddess who was opening the gate.

Fueled by the Spiritual Qi of tens of thousands of Cultivators, the illusory image of the Goddess solidified significantly. With a surge of power in her arms, the slowly moving Ancient Bronze Gate began to open at a speed visible to the naked eye.