It's five hundred years in the Gregorian calendar. This past year, the world of cultivation has been in a state of turmoil and chaos.
In fact, too many monks were lost in the Battle of the South China Sea. It was the biggest defeat since the invasion from outside the territory. It was also the first time that the great magical powers of Thunder Tribulation and Huang Ting realm were lost.
However, it is not without its benefits. The originally tense cultivation world has calmed down due to the rise of forces outside the Four Poles.
Of course, the most important thing is that the Xiangong sect, Xiaoyao and Youli have temporarily put aside their past grievances and are unanimous in dealing with the outside world.
Under the leadership of the Yang family, after gathering the power of the four states of Yu, Xi, Bin, and Liang, the Sanji Pass was built again in the Sanji Land to guard against foreign forces. This year has been peaceful.
The two branches of Zong and Xiaoyao gathered forces from Yan, Lei, Hu, Sang and five overseas places to join forces to resist the Antarctic True Dragon Island.
Although the sect and Xiaoyao have gathered forces from two branches and five places, they are often at a disadvantage in battles with True Dragon Island.
The reason is not difficult to guess. The monks from various schools are only here under the orders of the Immortal Palace, and they will not really fight to the death for the overseas cultivation world.
Especially Yin Jian is not far away, everyone is working hard but not contributing, for fear of following in the footsteps of their predecessors, they all put their own lives and strength first.
This is true for all the monks in the sect, not to mention the Xiaoyao cultivators who came to help with their fists. None of them could avoid the battle.
This was because they were concerned about the Haiyu Immortal Lord who was sitting behind him, otherwise they would have retreated long ago.
"Boom!"
On this day, there were sudden bursts of loud noises in the sky, and then the entire fairy palace seemed to be shaking and trembling.
There was panic and chaos everywhere in Nantianmen, and the sky, which was already evening, suddenly became bright.
"what happened?"
"Go out and have a look!"
In Guanghan Palace, Taoist monks strode out one after another. They couldn't hide their shock at the scene outside.
But I saw a huge ball of light hanging in the sky, like the scorching sun in the sky!
You must know that it is already the evening when the night is approaching, the setting sun has long since sunk, and even the stars are already densely packed in the sky.
But at this moment, the world suddenly changed. The scorching sun covered all the stars in the sky, and the original night completely turned into day.
"Look, it's raining!"
In the fairy palace market in Nantianmen, many monks were talking about it.
But suddenly, big white raindrops fell down like beads on a broken curtain, rendering the world into a patchwork of white flowers, but the ball of burning white light above the head still hung in the middle.
A desolate atmosphere began to spread in the Immortal Palace. Even those who existed like Taoist monks could not help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts at this time. The originally noisy Fairy Palace market instantly became silent.
"Heaven cries..."
The trembling voice of an elderly Taoist came from the crowd.
"What did you say!"
The impatient monk asked quickly.
Although this Taoist's cultivation level is only at the Qingyun level, he is the most senior Taoist monk in the Guanghan Palace. It is said that he has lived for seven or eight years.
This Taoist monk was approaching his longevity, and he had fewer worries. He sighed deeply, looked at the light group in the sky and said leisurely:
"I once heard a piece of news circulating in the Immortal Palace. The Haotian Mirror appears in the sky every night, and the heaven and the earth are sad. This is the death of a person with great supernatural powers in this world.
There is only one kind of person with great supernatural powers in this world, and that is the immortal! "
"Xianyun!"
Everyone present suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The well-informed person whispered in a low voice: "It is rumored that three hundred years ago, there were two signs of crying from the sky, and the Zhenpai Immortal of Zixiao Pavilion died at that time."
"Well, I wonder who the other Immortal Lord is?"
"Legend has it that he is an immortal from the Xiaoyao lineage!"
"Silence!"
"I want to die!"
Although the old Taoist cultivator was approaching his end of life, he did not want to go to hell immediately. Hearing that the people in the audience were talking more and more recklessly, he angrily left immediately.
At this time, everyone discovered that Taoist cultivators from the sect had also arrived at some point, especially a Taoist monk from Zixiao Pavilion whose expression was even more ugly.
In the starry sky outside the territory, in the starry realm of Yitian, Taoist Donghu and Taoist Yuchang ran away like bereaved dogs.
"Dead, actually dead..."
Taoist Yuchang's face was full of fright, and his words were even somewhat incoherent.
The two of them had already escaped far enough away, but when they looked back, they were still under the mushroom cloud that actually covered half of the starry sky.
The dazzling light and the blazing fire clouds were still showing the great battle that had just occurred.
"Things have gotten serious. We can no longer stay outside the territory. We have to go back immediately!"
Donghu Taoist sighed after saying this and said, "I just don't know how many Taoist friends will be robbed this time."
Taoist Yuchang finally suppressed the panic in his expression. After hearing this, he still swallowed a mouthful of spit and said: "Isn't it likely that the Blood Flame Immortal Lord will be in trouble this time? That's an immortal!"
Taoist Donghu's eyes jumped rapidly, and it was obvious that his mood was not very calm at this time. After a while, he said:
"Once Xueyan dies, there will probably be a big chaos over there at Fentian Clan. No, maybe Yanzhou is already in chaos now. It seems like we really have to go back."
Taoist Yuchang thought of something when he heard this, and was shocked and said: "You mean..."
Donghu Taoist said: "If the Burning Heaven Clan's ass is sitting on the Earth Fire Abyss Hell, then the Lord Blood Flame is the warden of the Earth Fire Abyss Prison!"
Taoist Yuchang narrowed his eyes and said: "The Burning Heaven Clan's strength is ranked first in the cultivation world, why is it so?"
Donghu Taoist sighed and said: "Ever since Jiu Ren Dao Ancestor broke out of the sky, this world became known to outside forces, and for thousands of years, the outside forces have never stopped spying on this world.
Now that Lord Blood Flame has fallen, it is obviously a premeditated ambush by forces outside the territory. After thinking about it, there seems to be only one reason, and that is that they have found the weak space between the Earth Fire Abyss Hell and the starry sky outside the territory! "
"What? Doesn't that mean?"
Taoist Yuchang suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
“The Eight Secret Lands in the Cultivation World are actually the weakest link in this world’s space barrier.
Even if Fellow Taoist Yuchang didn't know about this matter, he already had some guesses after thinking about it. "
Now that the matter has come to an end, Taoist Donghu no longer conceals some Zhoutian secrets. He pauses slightly and speaks again:
“Especially in the past century, with the frequent opening of secret areas in various states, the risk of exposure to places connected to outside regions has increased.
Needless to say, Burial Sky Ruins was exposed five thousand years ago. Now maybe not only the Earth Fire Abyss Domain, but also the connecting places of other secret lands were exposed, but it was just triggered but not released. "
Some people died, but not completely...
