Chapter 2048: The Strong of the Divine Hall

"Arrest them all!"

After explaining, the middle-aged man from the Divine Hall said no more and waved his hand.

The four peak-level Immortal Lords behind him stepped forward in unison.

"Protect the Grand Elder..."

Over a dozen elders at the peak of Immortal Lord surged out of the room.

Three minutes later, everyone lay on the ground, severely injured and temporarily incapacitated.

Though both were Immortal Lords, the Divine Hall warriors were far stronger than ordinary sect elders, not even in the same league.

With many elders defeated, Chu Yin and the Grand Elder were captured.

"Take them back. If we catch Palace Lord Du, fine; if not, make her bring something to exchange for them!"

With a cold snort, the middle-aged man from the Divine Hall turned and walked out.

Zhang Xuan slowly circulated his true energy, planning to rescue the people from the Divine Hall's hands.

Though he still hadn't figured out what the Divine Hall truly wanted, if he let them take the captives away, Du Qingyuan would inevitably fall into danger, and then asking her about things would become very troublesome.

Moreover, he had a grudge against the Divine Hall; seeing them again, he couldn't let them leave unscathed.

Tongshang Sword and the other four peak Immortal Lord longswords appeared in his palm simultaneously. Just as he planned to ambush and kill the four Immortal Lords first, then gather all his strength to deal with the demigod, he heard an urgent voice in the air, followed by a powerful pressure spreading from afar.

"Another demigod?"

Zhang Xuan raised an eyebrow, slowly halted his circulating true energy, and continued to conceal his aura.

The sudden oppressive feeling was definitely not something an Immortal Lord could exert; in other words, another demigod-level expert had appeared!

"Who goes there?"

The middle-aged man from the Divine Hall also noticed the newcomer, stopped, and looked around.

"Friend, one should be lenient when possible. It's best to leave the people of Star Chasing Palace behind and not take them away."

A faint voice sounded, giving a warm and gentle feeling. An old man in blue robes appeared at the hall entrance and walked in slowly.

He looked about sixty, with three strands of beard, giving an ethereal and immortal impression.

His cultivation, as Zhang Xuan had sensed earlier, had reached the demigod realm, and he gave off an unfathomably profound feeling, likely no weaker than Han Jianqiu or Sect Master Qinyuan, perhaps even stronger!

"Where did this one come from?"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

He had already met four of the six major sect masters, leaving only Palace Lord Du and the master of Misty Immortal Sect unseen.

According to previously known information, there were only six demigods in the world... The Great Shark, Second Shark, and Xuanbei Turtle were anomalies due to divine blood and not counted; it was understandable for the Divine Hall to have a demigod...

But this one—where did he come from?

He clearly didn't belong to the same faction as the Divine Hall.

Chu Yin and the Grand Elder were also confused, exchanging puzzled glances.

"Leave them? That depends on whether you have the strength..."

The middle-aged man from the Divine Hall snorted, not expecting someone to suddenly appear.

Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, two peak Immortal Lord Divine Hall warriors simultaneously swayed, raised their longswords, and thrust them straight at the newly arrived demigod.

Though the two warriors hadn't deliberately coordinated, their cultivation at this level meant every move had its own rhythm. In an instant, their sword intents merged, leaving black cracks in the space before them.

Sword qi like dragons, sword intent like the sea.

Their understanding of the sword was no less than that of Ye Tian, the Grand Elder of Lingyun Sword Pavilion.

Zhang Xuan, hiding behind the roof beam, felt the pressure from the two and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Although he had made great progress recently and was practically invincible among Immortal Lords, if he suddenly faced such an attack, he would inevitably fall into confusion, not knowing what to do.

Even demigod-level spirit beasts like Xuanbei Turtle would find it hard to withstand.

He focused his attention on the old man, wanting to see how he would respond.

Whoosh!

Under his gaze, the old man moved. A faint smile appeared on his face as he raised his hand and gently brushed it, as if passing through a flower garden.

Bang! Bang!

The two peak Immortal Lord Divine Hall warriors were instantly sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground, their faces pale, spitting blood.

With just one move, they were severely injured!

Zhang Xuan's body trembled.

He had thought this old man was at most on par with Han Jianqiu, but now it seemed he was even more formidable!

That seemingly ordinary palm strike—he could never have imagined it would have such incredible power.

After injuring the two warriors, the old man didn't stop. In an instant, he arrived before the warriors guarding Chu Yin and the Grand Elder and brushed again.

The move was simple but contained countless variations, covering all possible responses from the latter.

Bang! Bang!

With two more muffled grunts, the two warriors flew out like before, crashing to the ground, each heavily injured, apparently unable to continue fighting for a while.

"You two have been frightened..."

With a light laugh, the old man drew a line with his hand, dispelling the restraints on Chu Yin and the Grand Elder.

"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives..."

The two quickly bowed.

"It's nothing..."

Smiling faintly, the old man stepped forward and looked at the middle-aged man from the Divine Hall: "Make your move!"

"Not bad strength..."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.

He hadn't expected this opponent to have such power. Even he, with his own strength, would find it difficult to defeat four peak Immortal Lords so easily.

The old man stamped his foot and charged forward.

The middle-aged man met him head-on.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle between two demigod-level experts tore the sky and earth apart. Fortunately, the hall was protected by formations; otherwise, the entire Star Chasing Island might have sunk into the sea from the clash.

Zhang Xuan, hiding above, knew that battles of this level were rare opportunities. He activated his Principle-Understanding Eye and watched closely.

The middle-aged man's power was fierce and violent; the old man's techniques were ingenious.

In an instant, the two were locked in a fierce battle, evenly matched.

"Why do this old man's techniques always give me a sense of familiarity?"

After watching for a while, Zhang Xuan frowned.

The old man's techniques seemed simple but struck vital points, attacking where the opponent had to defend. Normally, his strength and true energy purity were far inferior to the middle-aged man's, yet as the battle progressed, the latter kept retreating, seemingly unable to hold on.

"This old man's martial skills are somewhat similar to the Heaven's Path Simplified Martial Techniques, able to reduce complexity to simplicity and unleash greater combat power..."

He nodded to himself.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity—the old man's martial skills were somewhat similar to his Heaven's Path techniques.

Both directly targeted the Great Dao, attacking where the opponent had to defend, exhausting them.

"It looks like he's going to win..."

Just as this thought arose, he saw the middle-aged man's face turn pale as he was struck in the chest by a palm, stumbling back several steps.

"Take my final move..."

With a roar, the middle-aged man produced a longsword in his palm. Sword qi howled as he thrust it straight at the old man.

Judging by the sword's momentum, it was his ultimate technique, a fight to the death.

His expression solemn, the old man was about to meet it when he saw a blur before his eyes—the four peak Immortal Lords and the middle-aged man all vanished.

"I'll spare you this time. Don't let me run into you again..."

The voice echoed, but the five Divine Hall experts had already disappeared.

"This..."

Clearly not expecting that the mighty Divine Hall expert would use a feint to escape, the old man chuckled helplessly, shook his head, flew into the air to observe carefully, and only after confirming they had indeed left did he return to Chu Yin and the Grand Elder.

"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives..."

The two bowed.

"No need to be polite. I came on orders from my sect master to help, so that Star Chasing Palace, a sect that has lasted thousands of years, wouldn't be humiliated..."

The old man smiled slightly.

"Sect master?"

The two exchanged glances. The Grand Elder bowed: "May I ask senior's name and which sect you belong to..."

As the Grand Elder of Star Chasing Palace, she knew most of the peak experts from the six major sects.

This old man had reached the demigod realm and wasn't even a sect master—who was he? And where did he come from?

"I am Fuchenzi..." Stroking his beard, the old man's eyes showed pride: "A elder of the Divine Hall of Communication!"

"Divine Hall of Communication?"

Chu Yin and the Grand Elder were both startled.

After guessing for so long, they hadn't expected him to be from the Divine Hall of Communication!

Zhang Xuan was also slightly surprised.

He had long known that the Divine Hall of Communication, founded by Confucius, must have many experts, but he hadn't expected... an elder to have reached the demigod realm!

And at a critical moment, he had saved the people of Star Chasing Palace.

As expected of one who had obtained the complete 'Divine' character.

"Indeed..." Fuchenzi nodded and said: "Hall Master Kong detected the Divine Hall's unusual movements and sent me to support Star Chasing Palace. Fortunately, I wasn't too late..."

"Thank you, Hall Master Kong. Thank you, Elder Fuchenzi..."

The Grand Elder clasped her fists again.

"You're welcome!"

Fuchenzi returned the gesture, then frowned slightly, seeming puzzled: "The Divine Hall has always been detached from worldly affairs. I wonder why they suddenly targeted Star Chasing Palace?"

"This..."

The Grand Elder hesitated.

"If it's inconvenient to say, then never mind!"

Seeing her expression, Fuchenzi remained calm and nodded: "But now, Palace Lord Du is likely in danger. Without knowing the specifics, it will be difficult to help..."

"Grand Elder, he is an elder of the Divine Hall of Communication and just saved us..." Chu Yin looked at the Grand Elder.

The most important thing now was to save her master. With their strength, they certainly couldn't do it. The only one who could was this old man.

She didn't understand why, in such a situation, the Grand Elder still hesitated and concealed.

"Very well!"

Hearing this, the Grand Elder shook her head and said: "Since Senior Fuchenzi is a strong member of the Divine Hall of Communication, it's fine to tell you."

Although the Divine Hall of Communication was mysterious, it had always acted for the continent's benefit, and there was no record of any connection with the Divine Hall.

Nor had there been any misdeeds.

"Actually, the Divine Hall came this time to seize the supreme treasure of our Star Chasing Palace!"

"Supreme treasure?"

Elder Fuchenzi frowned.

"Indeed, it is... the sacrificial altar used by Star Chasing Palace for offerings!"

The Grand Elder explained.