bookmarkrole Chapter 690: Nearly half of the territory of the three states was destroyed.
Chapter 690: Nearly half of the territory of the three states was destroyed.
"Charge!"
With a hysterical shout, tens of thousands of cultivators, as if driven mad, transformed into streaks of light of various colors and swarmed toward the ancient and magnificent city gate.
Greed has completely destroyed their reason.
The Eastern King's legacy, the opportunity from the ancient celestial court—either one of these would be enough to elevate them to heaven in one step, allowing them to roam freely between heaven and earth.
"Get out of my way! Don't block my path!"
"This magical treasure is mine!"
"court death!"
The situation spiraled out of control instantly.
In order to be the first to rush into the Celestial Court, the cultivators started fighting outside even before they entered.
The magical artifacts' light danced wildly in the air, accompanied by screams of agony.
A rogue cultivator at the Celestial Immortal realm had just flown to the city gate and hadn't even had time to rejoice when he was struck in the back by a sinister spell. With a scream, he instantly turned to ashes.
A Golden Immortal Demon King, relying on his powerful physical body, forcefully smashed through a bloody path and was about to rush into the city gate.
Just as he was about to step into the Celestial Court, several magical treasures simultaneously struck him.
"boom!"
The demon king didn't even utter a sound before being blasted into a cloud of blood mist.
Chaos, bloodshed, cruelty.
This is the primordial world, a naked world where the strong prey on the weak.
Yang Jian stood at a distance, watching this scene that resembled purgatory, his brows furrowed tightly.
He felt very uncomfortable.
These people, for a vague and uncertain opportunity, actually dared to turn against their own kind.
"A bunch of idiots."
Bixiao curled her lip, her tone full of disdain.
"Do you really think this ancient celestial court is so easy to enter? No matter what, the Eastern King Duke was the head of the male immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. How could his lair be without any defenses?"
She had barely finished speaking.
Without warning, the huge, open city gate burst forth with a dazzling purple divine light!
That divine light, like the explosion of the sun, instantly swept across the sea area spanning tens of thousands of miles!
A vast, noble, and inviolable majesty emanated from the city gate.
"what!"
"My eyes!"
"No! What kind of power is this!"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed across the entire sky.
Those cultivators at the forefront, whose cultivation level was below Golden Immortal, were instantly vaporized the moment they came into contact with the purple divine light, as if their bodies had encountered raging fire and ice. They couldn't even struggle and were completely evaporated without a trace of their primordial spirit escaping!
It only took a moment.
The thousands of cultivators who had been crowding in front of the city gate were gone just like that!
No trace of the body remains!
This terrifying scene terrified all the cultivators who were about to rush forward.
They stopped abruptly, their faces pale and their bodies trembling, as if they had seen a ghost.
died?
He just died like that?
Those were thousands of living cultivators! Among them were many experts at the Xuanxian and Zhenxian levels!
As a result, they didn't even get close to the Celestial Court before being instantly killed by a beam of light.
"This...this Celestial Court is protected by restrictions!"
"Those whose cultivation level is insufficient simply cannot enter!"
Someone realized what was happening and cried out in despair.
The remaining cultivators felt as if they had been doused with a bucket of ice water, their hearts turning completely cold.
They stared blankly at the city gate that radiated a purple divine light, their eyes filled with resentment and fear.
The opportunity was right in front of them, but they didn't even have the right to go in.
This feeling is even more unbearable than killing them outright.
"Hmph, a bunch of ignorant fools."
On the white bone lotus platform in the sea of blood, Brahma looked at the rogue cultivators who were instantly killed, a cruel smile on his face, as if he were looking at a group of ants whose deaths were not worth pity.
On the other side, Ananda of the Western religion put his hands together and insincerely recited a Buddhist chant.
"Amitabha Buddha, what a sin, what a sin."
He spoke of his sins, but deep in his eyes gleamed a gloating light.
With fewer independent cultivators trying to get a share of the pie, they can naturally benefit even more.
The Holy Mother of Wudang merely glanced at it coldly before looking away.
She had absolutely no interest in whether these people lived or died.
In the primordial world, countless lives die every day for various reasons, and she was already used to it.
Yang Jian watched this scene, but he was secretly alarmed.
He once again deeply realized how important strength is in this world.
Without strength, you don't even have the right to compete for opportunities; you can only become cannon fodder in the eyes of others, just like these rogue cultivators.
Just then, the purple divine light on the city gate gradually softened.
Although it still exudes majesty, it no longer possesses the terrifying power to destroy everything it once had.
Clearly, that last wave was just to clear out those unqualified "small fish".
"Alright, all the flies are dead."
The Holy Mother of Wudang stood up, patted her Taoist robe, which was spotless.
She turned her head and looked at Master Yuding and the Three Immortals, her tone indifferent.
"Let's go, don't waste time in a place like this."
After speaking, she glanced at Yang Jian, her eyes carrying a hint of testing.
"Junior brother Yang Jian, you're the first one to go ahead."
"Let's see if our eldest brother's disciple has the guts."
Upon hearing Wudang Shengmu's words, everyone's gaze instantly focused on Yang Jian.
There was a hint of worry in the eyes of Jade Cauldron Immortal, Yunxiao, and Qiongxiao.
Although the purple divine light has weakened, no one can say for sure whether there is still any danger inside.
Sending Yang Jian, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, to be the first to explore the path is quite risky.
Only Bixiao, with an expression that seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, winked and made faces at Yang Jian.
"Junior brother Yang Jian, don't be afraid!"
"Show them your true colors, you're the master disciple! Give them a taste of your skills!"
Despite the gazes of the crowd, Yang Jian felt no nervousness whatsoever.
He knew that when Wudang Shigu said that, she didn't really want him to go to his death, but was testing his Dao heart and courage.
If he doesn't even have this much courage, then what right does he have to be Master Niu Ben's disciple?
"Yes, Master!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jian respectfully bowed to the Holy Mother of Wudang.
Then, he took a deep breath, straightened his back, and under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, strode forward, step by step, toward the magnificent city gate that radiated purple divine light.
His steps were steady and firm.
His face showed no fear, only an indomitable spirit.
Watching Yang Jian's retreating figure, a hint of satisfaction appeared on the cold and aloof face of the Holy Mother Wudang.
Good, you have courage and spirit.
No wonder the senior brother has his eye on her.
Soon, Yang Jian arrived at the city gate.
The gentle purple divine light shone on him, but instead of causing any harm, it made him feel a warm and comfortable sensation, like a gentle spring breeze.
The magical power within him even became more active.
Yang Jian turned around and nodded to the Holy Mother of Wudang and the others, indicating that there was no danger.
Then, without further hesitation, he stepped into the massive city gate.
His figure vanished instantly in the light behind the door.
"Let's go too!"
Seeing this, the Holy Mother of Wudang did not delay any longer. With a flicker, she transformed into a black streak of light and followed closely behind, entering the Celestial Court.
Jade Cauldron Immortal and the Three Immortal Maidens also followed suit.
Seeing that the Xuanmen members had all entered safely, the other forces finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Let's go in too!"
With a cold shout, the Great Brahma of the Blood Sea rode the White Bone Lotus Platform, transforming into a streak of blood light and charging into the city gate.
"Amitabha Buddha, the opportunity is before us, and we cannot fall behind."
Ananda chanted a Buddhist prayer and activated the Nine-Rank Merit Golden Lotus, leading the disciples of the Western Sect in single file.
The quasi-saint of the Northern Underworld Palace, who had lost an arm, hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and, with the remaining disciples, slunk inside.
Fortune favors the bold; now that we're here, we can't leave empty-handed.
With the entry of these powerful forces, the remaining rogue cultivators who had reached the Golden Immortal or Taiyi Golden Immortal realms also mustered their courage and cautiously flew into the Celestial Court in twos and threes.
In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, only those cultivators whose cultivation level was insufficient to even enter the gate remained on the sea, beating their chests and sighing in despair.
Just when everyone thought that the tickets for this grand event had all been distributed.
The enormous city gate began to flicker violently, growing dimmer and dimmer, on the verge of closing completely.
But just as the city gate was about to disappear...
A blurry figure appeared without warning in front of the city gate.
The figure was obscured, its face obscured, and its presence undetectable, as if it did not belong to this world at all, but was merely a phantom.
He stood there quietly, looking up at the celestial court that shone with countless rays of light, yet also carried an air of decay.
a long time.
A sigh, seemingly spanning countless ages and filled with endless vicissitudes and感慨, gently rang out.
"I'm back."
The sound was very soft, so soft that it seemed like just a breeze.
The words fell.
The figure lifted its foot and stepped into the closing city gate.
The next second, the light from the city gate went out completely.
The entire Purple Mansion Immortal Court, along with that mysterious figure, suddenly vanished from everyone's sight.
On the sea, only those resentful rogue cultivators remained, along with gusts of sea wind that howled past.
……
The moment Yang Jian passed through the city gate, he felt a blur before his eyes.
The pavilions, towers, and magnificent palaces that were envisioned did not appear.
Instead, there was a vast starry sky, so expansive that it defies description!
Above me was the deep, boundless universe.
Beneath my feet lies a churning, chaotic sea of clouds.
Above that sea of clouds, enormous continents, brimming with vitality, floated quietly in the starry sky!
Each continent is vast and boundless, with towering sacred mountains, rushing rivers, and lush primeval forests.
The dense, innate spiritual energy gathered in the sky above these continents, forming colorful auspicious clouds. From time to time, it would also bring down sweet rain composed of pure spiritual energy.
Yang Jian was completely dumbfounded.
He stood there, dumbfounded, suspended in this unfamiliar starry sky, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.
What...where is this place?
Is this the interior of the Purple Mansion Celestial Court?
This is no immortal abode; it is clearly a vast, independent small world outside the primordial world!
"Gulp."
Yang Jian swallowed hard, feeling that his brain was a bit overwhelmed.
He looked up and counted carefully.
One, two, three... seven.
Seven massive landmasses, each no smaller than the ancient Jambudvipa continent, floated before his eyes.
Each continent exudes an ancient and majestic aura, and on it, the figures of celestial birds and mythical beasts can be faintly seen flashing by.
This is quite a large-scale undertaking!
He directly created a small world with seven continents within his own dojo?
Just how powerful was this Dongwanggong, the foremost male immortal of ancient times?
Just as Yang Jian was utterly shocked...
The figures of the Holy Mother of Wudang, the Immortal of Yuding, and the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao also appeared one after another beside him.
When they saw what was before them, even with their extensive knowledge, their faces showed an undisguised shock.
"Goodness, this Dongwanggong really knows how to enjoy life."
Bixiao's eyes widened as she flew around a continent, marveling at the sight.
"They've turned their home into a vast world; their grandeur is almost on par with the Heavenly Court of those two silly demon birds."
"It's more than just catching up."
The Jade Cauldron Immortal, standing to the side, spoke with a solemn expression.
"In terms of celestial grandeur and spiritual energy concentration, this place can be said to surpass even the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race."
"After all, this is the place that Dao Ancestor Hongjun originally chose to govern the orthodox path of immortality."
Yunxiao gazed at this vast world, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder.
She sighed softly, "It's hard to imagine how powerful the Purple Palace Immortal Court was in its heyday, with all the immortals coming to pay homage."
"Unfortunately, the Eastern King was unworthy of his position and too ambitious. In the end, he met a tragic end, losing his life and his immortality, and the Celestial Court was destroyed."
The face of the Holy Mother of Wudang did not show much expression.
She merely glanced at the world indifferently before speaking.
"This is not the most complete form of the Purple Mansion Celestial Court."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian and the Three Immortals looked at her curiously.
"Senior sister, what do you mean by that?" Qiongxiao couldn't help but ask.
The Holy Mother of Wudang stretched out her finger and pointed to the huge, broken fragments floating in the starry sky around the seven continents.
"Look at those places, there are signs of broken laws and severed spiritual veins."
"I once saw records about the Purple Palace in my teacher's library."
"It is said that back then, the Eastern King Duke imitated the primordial land and used his supreme magic to create thirteen states in this small world."
"Each state is rich in resources and spiritual energy, making it a first-class blessed land in the primordial wilderness."
"Unfortunately, in that ancient great war, the Purple Mansion Immortal Court was breached by the combined forces of the Witch and Demon races, and nearly half of the thirteen states were destroyed."
"Now, the fact that there are still seven or eight intact pieces of the continent is already a stroke of luck."