Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Shen Yuan’s calm voice rang through the earth and sky, as if the entirety of the heavens and earth resonated with his will under the Imperial Decree of Truth.

Everyone on the river could clearly hear Shen Yuan’s voice, yet none could discern his whereabouts.

It was as if he didn’t belong to this world, yet he seemed to dwell everywhere.

“Your disciple?”

The cloudy eyes of the Mingquan Turtle Minister fell on the Bronze Ancient Sword, followed by a shocking realization.

As a Great Demon who had lived for three thousand years and achieved Spirit Transmutation, the Mingquan Turtle Minister was unable to see through the depth of the Bronze Ancient Sword.

In his eyes, that Bronze Ancient Sword was merely a magical treasure-grade flying sword, not even a spirit treasure, just a piece of mundane iron devoid of any spirit essence.

However, such a simple sword shattered his water-controlling technique with ease, which swiftly affirmed the one who acted was not an ordinary cultivator, exceeding the standard capabilities of the Qi Training Stage.

The one who shot from behind must, like him, be from a grotto-heaven blessed land.

“Have others also dared to rebel against the rules of heaven and earth with force?”

Such a question immediately arose from the depths of the Mingquan Turtle Minister’s heart.

He was well aware that to allow him to leave the River Ji Dragon Palace grotto heavens, the entire Dragon Palace had paid a considerable price, and even a few prized artifacts of the Dragon Palace were consumed in the process.

Despite this, his area of activity and his jurisdiction were strictly confined over the River Ji.

As soon as he left River Ji, the backlash of the rules of heaven and earth would mercilessly crush him to death, and even the River Ji Dragon Sovereign’s intervention could not save him.

However, Shen Yuan, who shot from behind Gong Buyu, was able to act freely, displaying methods that the Mingquan Turtle Minister could not comprehend. This caused him a shred of doubt.

But such little doubt did not make the Mingquan Turtle Minister retreat.

His colossal body took a heavy step forward, causing the river to churn. His ferocious, scale-armored head neared the iceberg on the platform.

“She killed my descendant; I’ll make her accompany them in death!”

The enraged roar emerged from the mouth of the Mingquan Turtle Minister.

At the Primal Chaos Tower, Xuan Kong, who was watching this battle, replayed in his mind the striking similarities between the Mingquan Turtle Minister and the Evil Yue River God after hearing this statement.

“The descendant he mentioned, is the Evil Yue River God? Is the mysterious Immortal who suppressed the practitioners of the major sects and the Imperial Astronomical Bureau on the cruise ship, the same one?”

Xuan Kong suddenly had an epiphany with a surprised look on his face.

Gong Buyu’s silver-white hair was strikingly recognizable, and he had identified her as the person he had seen boarding the ship from the very moment she took action.

In addition, the iceberg formed by Gong Buyu’s gesture was quite similar to the scene on the ship. Xuan Kong had been associating her with the mysterious, powerful figure who controlled the Evil Yue River God on the ship for quite some time.

However, the Innate Great Qi Capture that killed the Evil Yue River God that day, although powerful, was far inferior to the iceberg Gong Buyu conjured today, suppressing six Qi cultivators holding spirit treasures.

In terms of scale and performance, the two were vastly different. It was normal for Xuan Kong to hesitate.

But after Mingquan Turtle Minister spoke, Xuan Kong had no more doubts.

He wore an extremely excited look on his face, but right after, he remembered the young man who had cautioned Gong Buyu before boarding the ship.

Clad in white robes, carrying a sword with an extraordinary bearing as if he were a banished immortal from the mortal realm, and was respected by Gong Buyu.

Taken all these into account, an audacious notion crossed Xuan Kong’s mind.

“Is that young man the master referred to by this Immortal?”

While Xuan Kong pieced together the complete information, the Primal Chaos Tower was already in an uproar.

The people of the major sects didn’t know about Mingquan Turtle Minister’s origin, but they could discern the aura of this shapeshifting Great Demon.

Summoning a shapeshifter to appear forcefully in the world, despite the backlash from the rules of heaven and earth, and disrupting this Grand Dao Conference, was a breach of the bottom line of the major sects.

Curse-filled reproaches mercilessly emerged from within the Primal Chaos Tower.

“Where did the River Ji Sect get its nerve to raise an old turtle of a few thousand years?”

“Even though you acquired the heritage of the Imperial Water Sect and barely considered as a sect, isn’t it overstepping to bring along the Aquatic Tribe of River Ji Dragon Palace?”

“Allowing such a shapeshifting Great Demon to act outside of a grotto-heaven blessed land, it’s conceivable the River Ji Dragon Palace must’ve paid a considerable price.

I look forward to seeing how much of a fortune the Four Great Ancestral Veins can afford to expend to match River Ji Dragon Palace’s profligacy!”

“Foolish mortals who don’t know their place, thinking they can make everyone submit by summoning a shapeshifter Great Demon?”

The fury of the major sects was not unwarranted.

Everyone used only the power available in this world when they had acted before; none transgressed to forcefully summon a powerful being from the grotto-heaven blessed land.

Firstly, forcing a powerful being from the grotto-heaven into the world entails offering a plethora of precious treasures to counteract the rules’ backlash. The bearer of such a being must also risk severing the path to Dao. The price was massive and hardly worth the while for a common issue.

Secondly, powerful beings are not just the trump cards of any sect. Every major sect with the support of a grotto-heaven blessed land has a similar foundation. If a powerful being from the grotto-heaven was conscripted in the world, it would inevitably drag all the major sects into a contest of heritage.