If one puts themselves in their position, if they were of the Blood Race, they would definitely not allow the human race to have too much cultivation space. So the fact that Righteous Blood Sacred Land has many strong individuals comparable to Sacred Seeds makes it hard to believe and understand. Lu Ye looked at the person who spoke: "Senior has sharp eyes and asks a good question. I stayed in the Blood Refinement World for two years and saw that the human race was struggling for survival and indeed could not produce too strong a cultivator. But what if... these strong individuals in Righteous Blood Sacred Land were not actually born from the Blood Refinement World?" The speaking cultivator frowned: "What do you mean by this, young friend!" Lu Ye said aloud: "I, a young man, could enter the Blood Refinement World from the Nine Provinces, so naturally there are others who could have done this before me." He suddenly turned his head, looked at a certain place in the front row, and tossed something that way: "Sword Master Muk, do you recognize this?" The sword master of Beixuan Sword Sect, Muk Suifeng, caught the item between his fingertips. After a brief examination, he revealed a shocked expression: "This is... a sword token?" The so-called sword token is actually a sword tip imbued with the true intent of Beixuan Sword Sect's Sword Dao. It has always been regarded as the sword master's token by Beixuan Sword Sect. Currently, only Muk Suifeng himself in the entire Beixuan Sword Sect has the qualification to issue such a sword token. It is given to friends who have made great contributions to Beixuan Sword Sect. The holder of this sword token can request Beixuan Sword Sect to do anything within their power. Such sword tokens have only been issued twice since the founding of Beixuan Sword Sect. One was not used, and the other was. That time, eight hundred sword cultivators from Beixuan Sword Sect descended Mount Tian, stirring up a colossal storm. Beixuan Sword Sect and Righteous Blood Sect both reside in Bingzhou and are on good terms with each other. Muk Suifeng himself is very optimistic about Lu Ye, and with the additional layer of relations from Li Baxian, it can be said that they are natural allies of Righteous Blood Sect. But even as allies, when it comes to something as serious as a sword master's sword token, Muk Suifeng dares not to be careless in the slightest because he is certain that in the last four hundred years, Beixuan Sword Sect has not issued any sword tokens. This left Muk Suifeng quite puzzled about where Lu Ye's sword token came from. What shocked him even more was that under his perception, the Sword Dao true intent imbued in that sword token was indeed a true transmission of Beixuan, and its Sword Intent was even stronger than his own. Under the heavens, only one person could surpass him, the Beixuan Sword Master, in Sword Dao cultivation! That would be the fifth-generation sword master, Jian Guhong! But even he could not determine the life and death of this senior. Since he was in secluded cultivation unto death, naturally, it was a do-or-die situation. So even during the previous counterattack against the Insect Race's Great Secret Realm, Muk Suifeng did not dare to disturb Jian Guhong at his place of closed-door cultivation. With this thought, Muk Suifeng vaguely realized and looked up at Lu Ye, who nodded slightly, affirming his guess. Muk Suifeng's expression changed subtly. It was hard to believe, yet he had no choice but to believe. "Deputy Alliance Leader Pang." Lu Ye then looked at Pang Zhen and tossed something once more. Pang Zhen took it and carefully inspected it, his expression becoming solemn as he slowly spoke: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the token of the third generation Sect Leader of Righteousness Sect. However, our third generation Sect Leader has been in seclusion for many years already. Lu Yiye, where did you get this item?" Lu Ye replied matter-of-factly: "It was naturally handed to me by Senior Mong Jie himself." Pang Zhen's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, feeling the same inexplicable emotion as Muk Suifeng. Lu Ye then asked: "Which senior from Myriad Magic Sect has come?" In a certain location on the square, an elder was momentarily stunned, then immediately stood up: "I am Gongsun Miao from Myriad Magic Sect!" Lu Ye tossed him an item: "Lady Moon said that Myriad Magic Sect is declining with each generation. You must work hard not to tarnish the prestige she established back then." Gongsun Miao caught the token, and immediately began to study it with the other Myriad Magic Sect cultivators who had come with him. Lu Ye continued: "Anyone from Medicine King Valley present?" Someone immediately stood up: "Over here." Another token was tossed over, which was a small Alchemy Furnace, along with a message: "Granny Jiew said she doesn't have many years left to live, and this Pill Furnace has accompanied her for many years. Let it be a memento of mourning left for the younger generations." "Where is Canglang Sect?" "Which senior from Tianyi Order has graced us with your presence?" "Anyone from Qingxuan Sect here?" One sect after another was called out, and one token after another was displayed. The previously quiet banquet scene began to become noisy. The cultivators from the sects that received the tokens were all studying the authenticity of the tokens while sending messages to their sects for emergency verification of some information. The cultivators from the sects that were not called were all eagerly watching Lu Ye, seemingly expecting something. It wasn't long before someone realized that the predecessors Lu Ye mentioned, who bestowed these tokens, were all strong cultivators who had dominated an era. It could be said that the era they belonged to was dominated by these names that had long been forgotten by the world. Combining this with all of Lu Ye's previous words, a bold and inspiring conjecture gradually emerged in everyone's minds. Dozens of tokens for dozens of sects were distributed in less than half a quarter of an hour. Although the time was short, some things could already be confirmed. Many cultivators from the sects that received tokens sent messages to the cultivators left behind at their sects, asking them to open up the secluded meditative spots of their predecessors, only to find them empty, with no living or dead. The predecessors who should have been sitting through the life-and-death barrier had disappeared without a trace long beforehand. This uproar continued for a long time. Lu Ye stood quietly in midair, patiently waiting. He knew that some things, even for cultivators, were quite shocking and needed time to process. Until a shout was heard: "Silence!" Only then did the noise subside, and thousands of eyes once again gathered on Lu Ye, waiting for him to give an answer. Lu Ye's expression was solemn: "As you all guessed, the human race cultivators in the Blood Refinement World who can rival the Sacred Seeds all come from our Nine Provinces! Over the past two hundred years, they have gone to the Blood Refinement World at different times, and the Righteous Blood Sacred Land was also created by them together. It is the only Pure Land for the human race in the Blood Refinement World. With them, the Righteous Blood Sacred Land has been preserved." Even though they had already speculated in their hearts, when this guess was confirmed by Lu Ye himself, it still shook everyone's hearts. Someone even shouted excitedly: "Heaven bless us, the sixth generation Sect Leader is still alive. We unworthy descendants have shamed you!" These words were shouted by a True Lake Level 9... from a 5th grade sect that Lu Ye had specifically added to the invitation list. No one knew why he did this before, but now it was clear there was this layer of significance. Thinking carefully, the ones he specifically instructed to invite were indeed those dozens of families. This sect had once had an extremely glorious time when the sixth generation Sect Leader was active in the Nine Provinces. The sect's grade once rose to 1st grade, but after the sixth generation Sect Leader gradually faded out, the talent within the sect dwindled, and the grade also gradually fell to 5th grade. Now, suddenly learning that their former Sect Leader was still alive, it was natural for them to be emotionally stirred and overwhelmed with joy. Not to mention the people from this 5th grade sect, even large sects like the Righteousness Sect and Beixuan Sword Sect, which still stand at the 1st grade, couldn't help but feel righteous indignation and emotional agitation upon hearing that their predecessors were guarding the human race in another domain, suffering hardship. They couldn't wait to return to their sects to gather forces and rush to the Blood Refinement World to assist their predecessors, as a show of filial piety. Long Bai mused: "Lu Yiye, is this what you wanted to announce? After all, this is another domain's matter. What does it have to do with our Nine Provinces? How can it decide our Nine Provinces' future and survival?" Lu Ye looked gratefully at Long Bai, who asked the right question at the right time. "As Senior Long said, this is ultimately a matter of another domain and, logically speaking, indeed has nothing to do with our Nine Provinces. But have you thought about why those dozens of top-tier cultivators were sent to the Blood Refinement World one after another? If it really had nothing to do with us, all their efforts in the Blood Refinement World would be meaningless. The defense line of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land has already shown a breach. The next large-scale offensive by the Blood Race is sure to break the Righteous Blood Sacred Land. By then, those old predecessors will have no shield to defend, and even if their cultivations are profound, they can't avoid being besieged to death. So, the affairs of the Blood Refinement World are related to our Nine Provinces because... it is coming!" Long Bai's eyelid twitched: "Who is coming?" This statement was unclear and incomprehensible. Although a vague thought popped into his mind, it seemed impossible the more he thought about it. But Lu Ye's next words shattered Long Bai's faint hope: "The Blood Refinement World is coming!" He pointed to a certain spot in the sky: "Although it's temporarily unknown how far it is from the Nine Provinces, it is indeed approaching the Nine Provinces." The entire audience changed color! Even many Level 9 cultivators couldn't help but have their spirit forces surge, causing the entire banquet scene to become extremely chaotic with spirit forces. What Lu Ye said was too shocking, too unbelievable, already tasting of delusional ravings. Many people turned to look at the sect master's position, implying that your disciple has gone mad, so why don't you go up and pull him down, but the sect master merely sat quietly, eyes closed and resting. To be honest, when Lu Ye told him about this matter before, his reaction was not much better than that of the Divine Sea Realm people present. After confirming with Lu Ye several times, and Lu Ye made solemn assurances, only then did he believe what he said. After the sudden chaos was a brief silence. If Lu Ye had started by saying such a thing, probably no one would believe it. An entire domain approaching the Nine Provinces—who would dare to believe such a thing? But with all the buildup before, what Lu Ye said at this moment carried some degree of credibility. However, such a major matter couldn't just be believed based on Lu Ye's words alone. "This concerns a serious matter, and words alone aren't enough. Lu Yiye, you say the Blood Refinement World is approaching the Nine Provinces, but do you have any evidence?"