Chapter 437: The Precarious Ancient Divine Sect

"They are both eyeing the enemy, and now I am here to keep them in check, so they can only behave themselves."

"But what if I leave one day? What will you do then? There are many people eyeing your position."

The old man looked at Meng Yun in front of him, and said with some regret.

Meng Yun has a good character and is talented. He watched him grow up, and he pushed the position of the sect leader up with his own efforts.

But what disappointed him was that Meng Yun did not have the courage to keep him in check even now.

The old guy who has lived for tens of thousands of years still has the same character as a child. Once he encounters something, he will come to ask him, completely disregarding his status.

There are some things that he can't see clearly.

Listening to the old man's teachings, Meng Yun could only listen with his head down.

"Grandmaster, you have a high level of cultivation and an infinite lifespan."

"Silly child, there is nothing truly eternal in this world. The immortality that we cultivators pursue is just a figment of imagination."

"Even the great way of heaven and earth will collapse one day, so how can we seek immortality?"

"I have seen that my time is coming. I don't have much time left to live, and the time to protect you is getting shorter and shorter."

"So I need you to make changes now, show the courage of a sect master, let them see, and let all the disciples of the sect recognize you."

"By then, even if I leave, no one will dare to abolish you, not even those two people."

Hearing the old man's words, Meng Yun raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

He didn't believe it. He didn't believe that the grandmaster who watched him grow up would have a day when his time was coming. For so many years, he had already regarded the old man in front of him as his only relative.

At this time, even if he, Meng Yun, was a real person in the transformation realm, he couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

"Grandmaster..."

"Silly child, I watched you grow up, I know your character, this is just a trigger, if you can stand out among the heroes this time, let alone break through the Hedao period, this Taikoo Shenzong will truly belong to you."

"So, you can no longer be the same as before, do you know that?"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Meng Yun in front of him with burning eyes.

"Grandmaster, I know."

Meng Yun looked extremely sad and said softly.

"Okay, if you know it, go down and do it, let me see."

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Meng Yun's figure disappeared instantly.

"I hope that you can really stand up in my lifetime, child, there is not much time left for you."

"Puff."

The next moment, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood. The blood was corrosive with black. In an instant, the entire ground was corroded by the blood into a large pit.

However, at this time, two extremely terrifying auras slowly rose from both sides of the Taikoo Shenzong.

"Hmph, I'm still alive, be quiet."

The old man's face changed, and he slammed the stone table next to him and roared.

After the old man finished speaking, the terrifying aura that had risen up disappeared immediately, as if it had never appeared.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The old man covered his mouth and kept coughing. At this moment, he didn't seem to be an omnipotent Hedao period Zhenjun, but rather a dying old man who wanted to see his children have some success.