"Perhaps we didn't exert ourselves fully, so our power wasn't enough?" Jin Tong said, still somewhat unwilling to give up.

"If we really unleashed our full force against each other, even if we had a chance to break through the space, we'd both likely be injured. It wouldn't be good if we were caught up to then," Han Li said, shaking his head.

"What's the deal with this broken formation? It's impossible to find even the slightest flaw. It's like a tiger trying to eat the sky, there's no way to start," Jin Tong said, scratching his head, sounding a bit helpless.

"A tiger trying to eat the sky…" Upon hearing this, Han Li's eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his hands.

Hearing this, Jin Tong's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, but he immediately realized:

"Are you saying that I should use my Devouring Law power to swallow this entire space, pulling the barrier in with it?"

"That's right. After all, this grand formation's barrier is built within this space, and it's closely connected to it. Once you swallow the space, the formation will definitely be affected. It won't be difficult to break it then," Han Li said, nodding.

"Using my Devouring Law at full power to devour the void isn't difficult, but it's best if I'm not interrupted midway. Otherwise, repeated erosion from the Heavenly Dao will be even more severe," Jin Tong said.

"Don't worry, just focus on devouring this space, and I'll ensure you're not disturbed," Han Li said casually, glancing around.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Tong shot off behind him, heading toward a corner of the grand formation's barrier.

During his flight, the golden light on his body suddenly surged, and he directly revealed his true form as a Gold Devouring Beetle, opening his mouth and tearing at the void there. Inside his mouth, a golden chaotic vortex began to slowly spin.

At that moment, that piece of space was like an emptied cellar, collapsing toward Jin Tong.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Li's mouth.

Outside the grand formation, Zi Shan and the others looked solemn, with some hesitation on their faces.

"The biggest mistake this time was letting that Gold Devouring Immortal, who had just recovered his Dao Ancestor status…" Meng Yuan sighed.

"What's the use of saying useless things?" Zhu Yan scolded.

"Daoist Zi Shan, what do you say? Do we fight or not?" Dong Li Hu asked, looking at the purple-skirted woman after a moment of silence.

Hearing this, Zhu Yan and Meng Yuan also looked at her, waiting for her to make a decision.

"If he really escapes, none of us can bear the Supreme's punishment," Zi Shan said, taking a deep breath.

Dong Li Hu nodded, and with a pinch of his fingers, he pressed the light curtain in front of him.

The light curtain immediately wriggled, like a layer of ripples spreading out. He then took a step and entered the grand formation.

Meng Yuan lowered his eyes, looking at the void beneath him, seemingly not planning to enter immediately.

"Dealing with those two, even if the four of us join forces, we don't have a guaranteed victory. I'm saying this upfront, if anyone is still shrinking back and unwilling to truly exert themselves, even if they survive afterward, don't expect to get away unscathed," Zi Shan said, her voice suddenly turning cold.

Zhu Yan glanced at Meng Yuan, his eyes full of contempt, and entered the grand formation second.

Zi Shan and Meng Yuan followed closely behind, entering the grand formation one after another.

Han Li sensed the changes in the fluctuations over there from millions of miles away and sneered, "Finally willing to show themselves? Then let's try it."

With that, his sleeves billowed up, and golden light flickered inside, with electric currents like a tide, rumbling endlessly.

...

Heavenly Palace Continent.

Outside the Jade Pool, rays of light continued to arrive, and large groups of immortals entered the venue one after another, taking their seats in order under the guidance of Heavenly Court immortals and palace maids.

Although celestial music was playing all around and fairies were dancing, the atmosphere of the venue was still somewhat solemn.

Apart from a few familiar immortals who were near each other and gathered together to discuss matters in low voices, most people were quietly sitting on futons, either closing their eyes to rest or admiring the fairies' beautiful figures, quietly waiting for the host to arrive.

Near the central area of the venue, most of those seated were Immortal cultivation sects that were closely related to the Heavenly Court, often having excellent relationships with the Immortal Palaces of various domains, and usually had cultivators from their sects serving in the Immortal Palaces.

Two Grand Luo Ancestors, one from the Tongfa Sect and the other from the Cangrong Mountain, were communicating with each other telepathically, although they were not sitting together.

"Daoist Sui Gu, was the journey here peaceful?" asked one of the middle-aged men in green robes.

"It was okay... but I heard that many Daoist friends on their way to the banquet were attacked and died. Among them was Daoist Hu Liang, whom you and I both know..." The brocade-robed old man called Sui Gu said, still feeling lingering fear.

"Did you see the formation outside the three Heavenly Gates in the southeast and west? This Reincarnation Hall is probably going to show its cards and fight to the death with the Heavenly Court," the green-robed man continued.

"This Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall is quite a figure, but he's being a bit rash this time. To put it nicely, he's trying to achieve success in one battle, but to put it bluntly, he's an idiot," Sui Gu said halfway, realizing he had misspoke, and immediately stopped speaking, smiling awkwardly.

"The Heavenly Court is probably holding back a bellyful of fire, and this time they want to use the power of those attending to destroy the Reincarnation Hall in one fell swoop. We're obligated to put in some effort since we've accepted their benefits," the green-robed man said, not minding.

"Let's just muddle through. Cultivation isn't easy... We should prioritize our own safety," Sui Gu said.

"Speaking of which, the Supreme's battle against the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall is a rare sight in ten thousand years. Thinking about it, I'm actually looking forward to it..." The green-robed man said with a smile, raising his eyebrows.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a burst of noise from the back of the venue.

The two turned back at the same time and were immediately dumbfounded.

On the white jade passage in the center of the venue, a thin Daoist dressed in black and white Daoist robes was leading a tall man dressed in a black robe and wearing a veiled hat that completely obscured his face, toward the front of the venue.

"Eh, who is this person? He has such a big presence that Real Person Qing Qiu is personally welcoming him?"

"He doesn't dare to show his true face. Wait, this attire, could it be..."

"Could it be that person?"

"Impossible! How dare he come, and alone? Is he courting death?"

"Hehe, if it's really him, why wouldn't he dare to come? By the way, I heard that Supreme Xuan Yuan Jie has already died, and it's mostly likely this person's doing..."

"Tsk tsk, this Bodhi Banquet is going to be lively!"

"He dares to secretly compete with the Heavenly Court for so many years. His courage is truly beyond that of ordinary people!"

...

As the two walked along, surprised exclamations continued, and discussions rose and fell one after another. Many people were shocked and stood up, some with angry faces, some staggering backward, and so on.

"The Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall..." Sui Gu's expression changed drastically, he muttered.

The green-robed man was even more speechless, staring at the scene.

Although the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall had never shown his true face and rarely appeared in the world, his whereabouts were always one of the most secretive things in the True Immortal Realm. However, those who could appear in this main venue were not ordinary people, and they could naturally recognize him based on his attire and the aura emanating from him.

When Sui Gu said these words, everyone, whether they knew the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall or not, all turned their eyes to him, causing Real Person Qing Qiu, who was leading the way in front, to feel even more pressure, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall seemed completely unaware of this and didn't bother with the surrounding chaos. He didn't even have the thought of glancing sideways, but simply followed Real Person Qing Qiu and continued forward.

"Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall, how dare you come?" At this moment, a roar suddenly rang out from the front of the venue.

Yu Menghan's expression changed upon hearing this, and she looked up at the Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu not far from her. She didn't know why an elder who seemed so good-tempered would suddenly be so furious.

Her master, Meng Po, also had a solemn expression as she looked at the black-robed man wearing the hat.

Real Person Qing Qiu immediately felt a headache upon seeing this situation.

Back then, Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu had no descendants, only a true disciple whom he regarded as his own son.

When he was working in the Candle Heaven Immortal Palace, he was once ordered to pursue Gan Jiuzhen and even pushed him to the brink of despair, but Gan Jiuzhen eventually escaped by chance.

Afterward, without Gan Jiuzhen knowing, the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall sent Tanlang, one of the Eight Reincarnation Sons, to kill the entire Candle Heaven Immortal Palace, including Cang Wu's only son.

That event later became an unsolved case, and no one except the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall knew why the Reincarnation Hall had made such a bloody move without warning.

From then on, Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu had a death feud with the Reincarnation Hall and was determined to kill Tanlang and the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall. The terrifying scar on Tanlang's face was left by Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu.

The Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall glanced at Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu, whose aura had suddenly soared, and asked:

"Who might you be?"

Hearing this, Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu trembled all over, so angry that his whole body was glowing red, and his ancestral power was fully revealed. He seemed ready to fight the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall to the death.

"Daoist Cang Wu, don't..."

Meng Po protected Yu Menghan behind her and reminded him.

But at this time, Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu couldn't listen to anything. He took a big step forward, and the entire Jade Pool shook.

"Daoist Cang Wu, the Hall Master of the Reincarnation Hall is a guest invited by the Supreme, you must not cause trouble here." Seeing this, Real Person Qing Qiu had to brace himself and stand in the middle, trying to persuade him.

Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu's eyes were spitting fire, his forehead was bulging with veins, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth:

"Get out..."

Hearing this, Real Person Qing Qiu did not leave, but frowned and his expression also darkened slightly.

"Daoist Cang Wu, calm down..." Just then, a majestic voice rang out from the high sky, echoing throughout the Jade Pool like a great bell.

Hearing this, everyone's expression immediately became solemn, and they all looked up at the high sky.

Venerable Sovereign Cang Wu's whole body stiffened, the hands clenched in his sleeves slowly loosened, and he turned back little by little.

Behind him, behind the seven tables close to the Pure Bright Lake, clouds were dancing in the sky, golden lotuses were surging on the ground, and the fragrance of orchids and irises filled the air. Several figures appeared out of thin air.

In the center, a middle-aged man with a face like jade, long and narrow eyebrows, and a black mustache on his lips and chin, was sitting on a wheelchair that looked like it was carved from white jade. It was Time Dao Ancestor, Gu Huo Jin.

He wore a wide white robe that spread down from his front and draped in front of the wheelchair. A golden ribbon was tied around his waist, and a nine-dragon jade pendant was hanging on the right side, along with a golden tassel.

To his left stood an old woman in red with a crane-headed crutch. She had bright red hair, and her face was full of ravines, covered with wrinkles that looked like they were carved by knives and axes. She looked old and frail, but her expression was fierce.

It was none other than Chi Rong, Chi Meng's family ancestor, the Fire Attribute Origin Dao Ancestor.