Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

The news from the Southern Territory spread swiftly throughout the entire Xuantian Realm.

Instantly, it captured the attention of the entire Xuantian Realm.

“Sect Master, according to the letter from the Southern Territory, the Southern Territory is now the last Pure Land… Perhaps we should relocate there!”

In the Northern Region, within a Sect Gate, an elder suggested.

“I don’t think that’s necessarily the case. We’re just a Transcendent Power. Even if there really are entities targeting the major forces of the Xuantian Realm, it won’t involve us…”

“What makes the Southern Territory capable of ensuring its own safety? The forces of Taiyan Holy Land and Ziyang Holy Land are not stronger than those of Beichen Holy Land!”

“Right, after arriving in the Southern Territory, living under others, wouldn’t we have to swear allegiance to the forces of both Taiyan Holy Land and Ziyang Holy Land…”

Many opposed this!

The old Sect Master, sitting at the head of the table, was silent, contemplating for a long time before finally speaking, “Now, it’s no longer up to us to choose.”

“The world is in great turmoil, yet not a single Holy Land in the Southern Territory has been destroyed. Moreover, the letter mentions that there is a power in the Southern Territory capable of deterring everything!”

“Just for that reason alone, we too should seek refuge there!”

“For the continuity of our sect! We set out today!”

His word was final!

Western Desert.

Outside a grand Chan temple, half of the Western Desert’s Brahman Cultivators had gathered.

This Chan temple, known as Kongming Hall, was the premier Brahmanic Daoist force in the Western Desert.

After Tianfan Hall was destroyed, Fan Tu fell into chaos, and all Brahman Cultivators and devotees were in a state of panic. They now gathered in front of Kongming Temple to discuss jointly.

Inside the grand hall, an old Brahmanic Saint Teacher was seated, his face kind and compassionate, his kasaya worn as though it had endured countless years of weathering.

“Saint Teacher Kongming, a letter has arrived from the Southern Territory claiming that it is the last Pure Land, and inviting all Cultivators to take refuge there,” a middle-aged Brahman Cultivator came forward to report to the old Saint Teacher.

—After the destruction of Tianfan Hall, almost all “Saint Teachers” had perished, and this old Brahman Cultivator before them was the last one left.

That’s why he held such a pull.

Saint Teacher Kongming took the letter from the middle-aged Brahman Cultivator and read it.

“The Southern Territory… possesses a power capable of deterring everything?”

Saint Teacher Kongming murmured to himself before finally saying, “Whether the Southern Territory is the last Pure Land or not, all Cultivators of the world should now unite, come together, only then can they resist the demons.”

“Pass on the word, let all disciples and devotees prepare to embark to the Southern Territory.”

The words of the Saint Teacher were soft, but they reached across the entire Chan hall, and nearly everyone heard them.

This caused a stir because it meant they were going to give up Fan Tu…

Eastern Wilderness.

“I find this unbelievable!”

Within a grand palace, the elders of the Divine Sword Sect had gathered, and a Supreme Elder was the first to voice his opinion on the letter from the Southern Territory:

“The Southern Territory is far from a Pure Land. According to the information we received earlier, the Three Absolutes Holy Land was annihilated when it went to the Southern Territory for a holy war; not a single person was left!”

“The Holy Lands there are simply not trustworthy. Once we enter, I’m afraid we will not be able to control our own fate!” he warned.

“We should first send someone to investigate the Southern Territory. Only after confirming it’s safe should we move there.”

“Exactly, in today’s world, only caution will ensure the survival of our Sect!”

Voices rose one after another, skepticism evident in their words.

The old Sect Master was silent for a very long time and, holding an ancient sword, eventually said:

“We no longer have a choice.”

“Whether it’s good or bad, at least there exists a power there capable of destroying the Three Absolutes Holy Land.”

“In other words, the Southern Territory is capable of slaying Immortals. Let’s not forget, the Patriarch of the Three Absolutes Holy Land, the Three Absolute Immortal, certainly left behind an Immortal-level trump card.”

“And such power might also be our last hope against the dark hand that’s destroying all the major Holy Lands…”

“I have made up my mind, the entire Sect will move to the Southern Territory!”

Central Province.

Central Province has always been the center of the Xuantian Realm since ancient times, with clouds of Cultivators and a forest of powerful beings.

Here, the number of Holy Lands is greater than in the other four domains, with a total of seven major Holy Lands.

But today, the Holy Lands that entered to discuss matters in “Luofu Palace” were down to just three.

Luofu Holy Land, Cihang Holy Abode, Dugu Clan.

These three Holy Lands were all that remained of Central Province’s once abundant Holy Lands; the other four had already been destroyed.

Among them, the Three Absolutes Holy Land went to the Southern Territory to initiate a holy war and never returned, while the remaining three were wiped out in one day by a terrifying force from beyond the heavens.

Inside Luofu Palace.

The Holy Masters and Supreme Elders of the three Holy Lands were currently discussing matters.

“With the destruction of Taihua Holy Land and the other two Holy Lands, now only our three families remain in the entire Southern Territory…” a Black Robed Figure began speaking; he was the Holy Master of Luofu Holy Land, adorned with a golden Tai Chi symbol on his black robe.

“If we’re not mistaken in our guess, the destruction of so many Sect Gates is simply because the beings in the shadows want to achieve their goals. Now, they must be observing in secret, and next, it’s very likely that we will follow in the footsteps of many Holy Lands!”

The master of Cihang Holy Abode, a middle-aged beautiful woman wearing a white gauze dress, her face veiled to reveal only a pair of charming apricot eyes, was filled with worry.

And sitting next to them was a middle-aged man in plain clothes.

His face was sharp, silent, and seemingly never ready to easily express opinions. With his graying hair, he appeared like a disheartened jianghu wanderer, making it hard to imagine that he was a person qualified to sit alongside the Luofu Holy Master and the Master of Cihang Abode.

“Regarding the letter from the Southern Territory, what do you all think? Their assessment of the situation coincides with ours, believing that there is some powerful entity orchestrating all this, aiming at the entire Xuantian Realm…” said the Luofu Holy Master.

“Holy Master, I believe the letter from the Southern Territory cannot be trusted. Everyone should still remember, the Three Absolutes Holy Land went there and not a single person returned…” at this moment, a Supreme figure sitting below spoke.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

As Holy Lands within the Central Province, they shared deep bonds, and the destruction of the Three Absolutes Holy Land made it difficult for them to harbor good feelings toward the Southern Territory.

“Master of Cihang Abode, what do you think?”

The Luofu Holy Master turned to the middle-aged beauty.

The Master of Cihang Abode was silent for a long while before speaking, “We have already tried to contact our ancestors in the Immortal Domain, but there has been no response; we have lost contact with them.”

“Without a response from the ancestors, relying on the Immortal-level powers within our sects, once those beings make a move, we truly have no chance of survival. Don’t forget the Spirit Dragon of the Xuanyuan Family and the Three Golden Bodies from the Leiyin Temple in the Western Desert… Those are all Immortal-level powers!”

Her words left everyone in silence.

In the face of stark reality, even the Holy Lands were as precarious as eggs balanced on end.

“And beyond doubt, there exists Immortal-level power in the Southern Territory!”

“We can only seek refuge under such power!”

“Therefore, I agree to go to the Southern Territory!”

The Cihang Saint Lord stated her position.

“Brother Dugu, your opinion?”

The Luofu Holy Master then turned to the man in plain clothes.

This middle-aged man was none other than the head of the Central Province’s Sword Immortal family, Dugu Chenlu!

Dugu Chenlu remained silent for a good while before finally speaking, “When the Taihua Holy Land was destroyed, I sensed a trace of disturbance.”

“At that time, I wielded the Dugu Ancestral Sword to slash at the unknown existence.”

“However, after that slash was made, not only was the unknown existence unharmed, but it struck back along the path of the sword light, resulting in the destruction of the thirteen Quasi-Immortal Sword Spirits of the Dugu Family, shattering the ancestral sword as well.”

Having said that, he waved his hand, and countless fragments of the sword appeared on the table.

Seeing this, everyone involuntarily gasped!

Nobody expected that during the destruction of the Taihua Holy Land, the Dugu Family had sensed it…

And even launched a sword strike at the unknown existence!

This was terrifying.

“Indeed, Dugu is a determined figure… actually daring to wield a sword against that unknown existence!”

“The Sword Immortal family is low-key but immensely powerful, with almost every generation boasting an Almost Immortal; their strength is actually greater than that of the Holy Lands…”

“What a pity that even the mighty Dugu Family suffered such a crushing blow, greatly diminishing their vitality!”

All faces showed respect, worthy of the ruthless Dugu Family.

But the loss was also enormous, with the ancestral sword containing the power of the Immortal Path shattered, and the family’s thirteen Quasi-Immortal Sword Spirits wiped out…

It could be said that the Dugu Family had been deeply wounded, their foundation almost completely eroded!

“I believe that the slash I made was not even noticed by the unknown existence; otherwise, with a mere flick of its hand, I would not be sitting here with all of you today. The shattering of the ancestral sword and the eradication of the thirteen sword spirits were but the unintended consequences of its backlash.”

Dugu Chenlu’s somber words caused everyone’s hearts to plummet.’

What kind of existence could this be?

Not needing to care at all, if you dare to touch it, you would be seeking your own death.

Dugu Chenlu sighed and ultimately said, “So, let’s head for the Southern Territory!”