louisehourcade Chapter 686 This is an incredible opportunity to have it all to myself!
Chapter 686 This is an incredible opportunity to have it all to myself!
Purple Mansion Celestial Court!
When Fairy Yunxiao uttered that name, Yang Jian felt his mind go blank.
He had heard this name before in the ancient history that Niu Ba told him.
That was after the distant Dragon-Han Calamity, before the Wu and Yao races had fully risen, and before Dao Ancestor Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace. In the primordial world, there was a brief era in which the Dao Ancestor personally appointed the head of the male and female immortals to jointly rule the world!
The foremost female immortal is the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun Mountain.
And the leader of the male immortals is none other than the Eastern King Duke, who uses the Purple Mansion State of the East Sea as his Daoist temple and commands all the male immortals in the world!
It is said that the Purple Palace Celestial Court in its heyday was incredibly powerful, with countless immortals coming to pay homage, and its grandeur was in no way inferior to the later Heavenly Court of the Demon Race.
However, the Eastern King Duke was too ambitious and lacked the virtue to match his position. In the end, under the combined attack of the Witch and Demon races, he met a tragic end, losing his life and his immortality, and the Celestial Court was destroyed.
Since then, the Purple Mansion Immortal Court has completely sunk into the depths of the East Sea and disappeared into the long river of time.
Who could have imagined that this ancient celestial court, which had vanished for countless eons, would reappear in the world today, at this critical juncture?
"Good heavens, this is the stronghold of the Eastern King Duke!"
Bixiao's beautiful eyes were wide open, sparkling with tiny stars.
"Back then, that guy was the head of the male immortals, personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. He amassed countless treasures! Although he's dead now, those treasures must still be in this Celestial Court!"
Her tone was filled with undisguised excitement and greed; she was practically drooling.
Qiongxiao also looked tempted.
"Yes, this is an incredible opportunity! If we can obtain one or two innate spiritual treasures from this, our strength will definitely reach a new level!"
Although Yunxiao was much more composed than her two younger sisters, at this moment, looking at the magnificent immortal city with its myriad rays of light and celestial energy soaring into the sky, her breathing became somewhat rapid.
An opportunity!
This is a tremendous opportunity that has come knocking on our door!
Yang Jian stood aside, listening to the conversation between his three senior uncles, his heart pounding wildly.
He had just made up his mind to travel and seek his own opportunities to hone his Daoist heart.
Unexpectedly, this opportunity emerged from the seabed on its own?
Moreover, it was such a huge and earth-shattering opportunity!
He could sense that the immortal city contained an unimaginably vast amount of innate spiritual energy, as well as countless intertwined, profound laws and Daoist principles.
If one could cultivate within it for a day, it would probably be comparable to a hundred years of arduous cultivation in the outside world!
Not to mention, it might even contain legendary innate spiritual treasures and top-tier natural treasures!
In an instant, Yang Jian felt as if the blood in his body was boiling!
"Big sister! What are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Bixiao could no longer contain herself and grabbed Yunxiao's arm, shaking it vigorously.
"If you go too late, all the good stuff inside will be gone!"
At this moment, the entire East China Sea was in complete turmoil.
Countless streaks of light shot up from all directions, like a swarm of carp crossing a river, and converged madly toward the Purple Mansion Immortal Court!
There were rogue cultivators wielding magical artifacts, demon kings ruling over aquatic tribes, and even some old monsters who had been in seclusion for many years, all drawn out by this earth-shattering event!
Greed and fanaticism were written all over everyone's faces.
The legacy of the Eastern King!
These five words are enough to drive any powerful being below the Quasi-Saint level in the primordial world mad!
"No rush."
Yunxiao took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
She looked at the sea, which had become incredibly chaotic, with a solemn expression.
"With such a precious treasure appearing in the world, powerful figures will surely come to vie for it. Although we are disciples of a sage, we cannot be careless."
"Moreover, this Purple Mansion Immortal Court is, after all, the Daoist temple of an ancient powerful being. It must be heavily fortified and fraught with danger. If we rashly intrude, we might be in peril."
Upon hearing this, Bixiao waved her hand dismissively.
"Oh dear, sister, you're overthinking it!"
"Who are we? We are disciples of the Jie Sect, the junior sisters of our eldest brother! In the entire prehistoric world, who doesn't know our eldest brother's reputation? Who dares to disrespect us?"
"Besides, with Junior Nephew Yang Jian around, and him being our eldest brother's personal disciple, he's our protector!"
She patted Yang Jian on the shoulder with a "I believe in you" expression.
Yang Jian suddenly felt immense pressure and could only manage a wry smile.
Although his master's name was useful, he didn't want to rely on it for everything.
Yunxiao glared at Bixiao, but in the end, she nodded.
She knew that what Bixiao said was the truth.
In today's vast wilderness, the name "Niu Ben" is the greatest deterrent.
Moreover, with such an opportunity right before their eyes, they would never be willing to give up without seizing it.
"All right."
Yunxiao made a decision.
"Let's go take a look, but remember, safety comes first, and we must not act rashly."
She turned to look at Yang Jian and gave him some instructions.
"Yang Jian, stay close to us. This place is a mixed bag, and people can be treacherous. Don't go out alone."
"Yes, disciple understands!"
Yang Jian nodded heavily, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
This was his first stop on his journey through the prehistoric world!
He wanted to see just how mysterious this so-called ancient celestial court truly was!
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Bixiao cheered and was the first to transform into a streak of azure light, rushing out of the Three Immortal Islands.
Yunxiao and Qiongxiao exchanged a smile and followed closely behind.
Yang Jian rode the escape light, following behind his three senior uncles, flying towards the immortal city that floated in the nine heavens, like a mythical kingdom.
They were incredibly fast, but even so, when they finally arrived in front of the Purple Mansion Celestial Court, they were still stunned by the sight before them.
Outside the immortal city, above the vast and boundless sea, tens of thousands of living beings had already gathered in dense numbers!
These beings have varying levels of cultivation.
The weak ones are merely celestial immortals or mystical immortals.
The powerful ones, such as Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals, are everywhere.
Yang Jian even sensed several auras that were no weaker than those of the Great Luo Golden Immortals he had previously killed with a single axe strike!
Everyone stared expectantly at the celestial court shrouded in a layer of purple light, discussing amongst themselves, but no one dared to be the first to try something new.
Obviously, no one is a fool.
They knew that the first person to go in would either get the biggest benefits or die the fastest, paving the way for those behind.
Right here, in this strange balance.
Yang Jian and the Three Immortal Maidens quietly blended into the crowd, silently observing the situation.
"There are quite a lot of people."
Bixiao smacked her lips and muttered to herself.
"However, they are all just insignificant rabble; none of the real big shots have arrived yet."
Her words had barely left her lips.
suddenly!
A terrifying aura, cold, dark, and filled with endless resentment, suddenly swept in from the northern horizon!
That aura was so domineering and so tyrannical!
Wherever it passed, even the sky seemed to be frozen and stained with a layer of gray!
All the rogue cultivators present felt their primordial spirits tremble under the pressure of this aura, as if they would be completely devoured by that cold power in the next second!
"They're from the Northern Underworld Palace!"
Someone let out a terrified scream!
Everyone looked up in shock.
In the northern sky, a huge dark cloud was rolling in with the force of blotting out the sun!
Above the dark clouds stood hundreds of figures dressed in black robes, exuding a chilling aura.
The leader was an old man who was thin, with a sinister face, a hooked nose, and thin lips.
He stood there quietly, yet he exuded a quasi-saintly aura that was enough to suffocate all the Great Luo Golden Immortals present!
Dark clouds hovered over the Purple Mansion Celestial Court.
The quasi-saint elder swept his cold, emotionless eyes over the tens of thousands of trembling rogue cultivators below.
His gaze was as if he were looking at a group of insignificant ants that he could crush at any moment.
Followed by.
His voice, cold and hoarse like the hiss of a venomous snake, echoed throughout the entire sea.
"This place, my Northern Underworld Palace, shall take."
"You can get out of here now."
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
When that Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace uttered those words in an unquestionable tone, as if swatting away flies.
The entire scene fell silent instantly.
Those tens of thousands of rogue cultivators, who were originally excited about the emergence of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court, now felt as if they had been doused with a bucket of ice water, chilled to the bone.
Their faces first showed astonishment, then uncontrollable anger and humiliation!
On what grounds?
This Purple Mansion Celestial Court is an unclaimed property, a creation of heaven and earth, and can be obtained by those who are destined to possess it!
By what right does your Beiming Palace, with just a word, drive everyone away and monopolize this tremendous opportunity?
This is too domineering!
"The Northern Underworld Palace has gone too far!"
Finally, someone couldn't help but lower their voice and angrily curse.
"Exactly! Even though the Northern Underworld Palace is powerful, they can't be this unreasonable, can they?"
"The Demon Master Kunpeng, who was once like a stray dog, how dare he be so arrogant now?"
Suppressed whispers rose from the crowd.
However, they only dared to vent their dissatisfaction in a low voice.
No one dared to stand up and confront the high and mighty Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace.
Because they dare not.
That's a quasi-saint!
It stands at the very top of the primordial pyramid!
A single breath can obliterate them completely!
Moreover, behind the Beiming Palace stands the Demon Master Kunpeng!
That person is a veteran powerhouse who has lived from ancient times to the present!
Although, his reputation in the prehistoric world was not good.
However, its strength is beyond doubt!
"Hmph, a bunch of ignorant ants."
Above the sky, the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace had clearly heard the discussions below.
A cruel, cold smile appeared on his face.
He slowly raised a hand that was dry and withered, like a chicken claw.
A terrifying, chilling aura, powerful enough to freeze one's primordial spirit, began to gather in his palm!
"It seems you won't know how to write the word 'death' unless I teach you a lesson."
Judging from his posture, he was about to make a move.
The crowd below instantly erupted in chaos!
Everyone's face showed an expression of utter terror!
They had no doubt that if that palm strike landed, at least half of the people present would die!
"Run!"
I don't know who it was, but the first person to let out a heart-wrenching scream!
Then, the whole situation completely spiraled out of control!
Tens of thousands of rogue cultivators fled in all directions like a flock of frightened birds!
What opportunities or magical treasures are worthless in the face of death!
"Hahaha! A bunch of useless trash!"
The Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace looked down at the chaotic and disorganized scene of people fleeing in disarray, and let out a hearty and triumphant laugh.
The disciples of the Northern Underworld Palace behind him also wore contemptuous smiles that suggested they were superior.
In their eyes, these rogue cultivators were nothing more than the lowest kind of livestock, whose lives and deaths could be taken at will!
However, at that moment...
One of the seasoned veterans who knew the inside story cried out desperately in a tearful voice as he fled for his life.
"Don't argue with them! Demon Master Kunpeng has sided with the Western Sect!"
"He is now the third Buddha of the Western religion!"
"The Northern Underworld Palace is now backed by two Heavenly Saints!"
Yunxiao's brows furrowed tightly.
"This is... a bit troublesome."
She murmured to herself.
They naturally didn't take the Northern Underworld Palace seriously.
However, if the Western Religion stands behind the Northern Underworld Palace, then the nature of the situation is completely different.
That represents two saints!
Although their eldest brother had just beaten up the Heavenly Dao and also slapped the faces of the two Western Saints.
But a sage is still a sage.
It is the most supreme existence under the Heavenly Dao.
Although they were disciples of the saint, they could not arbitrarily start a conflict with another sect of saints.
"What's there to be afraid of!"
Bixiao, however, puffed out her chest and said nonchalantly.
"So what about the Western Sect? Before, that old man Zhunti's incarnation tried to steal Senior Brother's mount, but Senior Brother still managed to subdue him completely."
"If they dare to come, great! Let our senior brother teach them another lesson!"
She had an almost blind worship and trust in Niu Ben.
In her opinion, there was nothing in the world that her senior brother couldn't handle!
Yang Jian stood aside without saying a word.
But his eyes were fixed on the arrogant Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace in the sky.
In his heart, an unnamed rage was burning fiercely!
overbearing!
Shameless!
Is this the survival rule of the primordial world?
Does having great power mean you can do whatever you want? Does it mean you can treat all living beings as ants?
"Alright, you ants, get lost."
Above the sky, the Quasi-Saint of the Northern Underworld Palace seemed quite satisfied with the deterrent effect he had created.
He withdrew his hand, turned around, and looked at the enormous Purple Palace with a greedy gaze.
"Pass on my order: everyone, follow me into the Celestial Court!"
"All the treasures inside belong to my Northern Underworld Palace!"
"yes!"
The hundreds of disciples of the Northern Underworld Palace behind him shouted excitedly in unison!
They are about to enjoy this incredible opportunity all to themselves!