Whirring whirring!
The rainbow light is extremely fast and can cover thousands or thousands of miles in an instant. Among them, the speed controlled by Zhou Yan is the fastest.
Duan Zhen had seen descriptions of the power of some powerful people in the Tribulation Realm in Qi Qiankun's Qiankun Tianyan Lu. The weakest ones in the Tribulation Realm could breathe across eight thousand miles.
If he was in good condition at this moment, with the combined power of the 9.99 million orifices, he could even fly 20,000 to 30,000 miles in a single thought.
It's a pity that no matter how fast you fly, it's hard to tear apart the space.
The space in this realm is extremely solid. According to his inference, even the Hundong Divine Realm can only take off and cannot be achieved overnight.
Moreover, this world is extremely vast. After flying for so long, he is not even far away from the mountain peaks he saw when he fell. It can be seen that the vastness is vast.
Gradually, everyone turned into a rainbow and flew for more than an hour, crossing numerous mountains and finally arrived in front of a huge suspended floating island.
"This is where our mountain gate is, Xuanling Island, and it is also the only five human settlements in Mang Mountain."
Zhou Yan landed on the floating island and introduced the floating island.
I saw rainbow lights of different colors flashing across the sky from time to time, clouds and mist surrounding them in the distance, and billowing air waves.
Towering buildings are looming in the clouds and mist, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, making it impossible to see the edge at a glance.
At first glance, this floating island actually gave Duan Zhen the feeling of Xingyue City.
Back then, he was looking up at everyone on the top of the Star-Moon, and had a startling glimpse of the Star-Moon City through the power of Qi Qiankun.
At this moment, this island suspended in the sky is as big as the entire Star-Moon City!
If there is room for folding inside, it would be unimaginably big!
The giant floating island millions of miles away is like a celestial throne that never falls, passing across the sky and traveling around the world!
And deep in the island, auras like the abyss, like breathing, are constantly emerging.
At every moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolling in turns into a curtain of rain, puffing and moving.
This feeling is like the space being distorted by masses of inexplicable forces, and the illusory forces of other worlds are turning into reality and starting to radiate into the real world!
That's the breath of Hundong God!
Turn the illusory cave into reality, and all the gods in the orifices in the body reflect the real world!
With just a rough perception, Duan Zhen realized that there were at least dozens of Hundong God Realm powerful beings on this island!
Some of them were even similar to the feeling Qi Qiankun gave him!
And vaguely, he also felt a power that was completely different from the Hundong Divine Realm, but more powerful, slowly dormant within it.
It felt like a group of huge and boundless worlds, disappearing and flickering in the void.
"The strong men of this Xuanling Island alone can compare with dozens of big cities in the future world... and even exceed it by many."
Duan Zhen sighed inwardly, there were so many masters in the world in the past.
And the current world is probably just a small part of it.
Where is this place? Was the world really so tyrannical in the past?
If that's the case, why has he never seen it in the records of the future Qingyuan realm?
"That's the temporary residence of my outer disciples. You can go to rest and recuperate first. I'll come see you tomorrow after I hand over the mission."
Zhou Yan waved to a male disciple who was wearing the same clothes but with only half a mountain tattooed on his sleeves and asked him to receive Duan Zhen.
Then, together with the seven or eight people who came, they turned into a rainbow and took off into the sky, and escaped into the mountain gate.
In the void, there were inexplicable fluctuations, like a formation, teleporting them away.
"Your Majesty, please follow me."
The male disciple with half-mountain tattoos on his sleeves respectfully led Duan Zhen to the west side of the island's periphery, which was a plain covering an area of hundreds of thousands of acres with many houses built at random.
This male disciple is actually at the Zhoutian level, and he is even more impressive as a city lord in Longchuan City.
But here, it seems that I can only be an outer disciple.
Thinking of this, Duan Zhen asked: "Thank you, I see that my brother's cultivation is solid and stable, why is he only considered an outer sect disciple? I don't know what is the definition of the outer sect and the inner sect of Guidao?"
"Your Majesty, don't be ridiculous, my cultivation is nothing in my mountain sect."
This outer disciple is called Chu Feng. Hearing Duan Zhen’s question, he waved his hands repeatedly:
"I have hundreds of millions of disciples on Xuanling Island, and nine out of ten of them are from the outer sect. It is difficult to enter without entering the Tribulation Realm. People like me will probably have to stay in the outer sect for the rest of their lives and enjoy the protection of the mountain gate."
Chu Feng shook his head as he spoke, but there was no hint of loneliness in his words. Instead, he seemed to accept his fate.
"Is this so..."
Duan Zhen nodded, and soon they arrived at a resting place, covering an area of four to five hundred square meters. They were all wooden structures, but there were faint traces of the formation's imprint, and they were exceptionally strong.
There is also a gulf stream in the front yard, and in the distance are acres of soil, in which some food crops filled with spiritual energy are grown.
"This is my home. I'm not married yet, so just stay where you want."
Chu Feng took Duan Zhen into the house. The house had four floors. The layout was very simple, but it was also clean.
There were several bookcases on the wall, and Duan Zhen glanced at them and saw a book with "Records of Mang Mountain" written on them.
"Your Excellency, would you like to know more about Mang Mountain?"
Chu Feng obviously learned about Duan Zhen's origins from Zhou Yan, so he took the initiative to pick up the book and handed it over.
Afterwards, he took Duan Zhen to choose a room, made a pot of tea, and walked out.
For a while, Duan Zhen stayed at Chu Feng's home.
He looked around, derived his spiritual power to sense the surroundings, and found that there were many people with the same cultivation level as Chu Feng in this area.
These people also live next to each other and follow the same tradition.
"There are only hundreds of millions of people living on this island millions of miles away, and it looks like they have been living on this island for generations."
The more he looked at it, the more Duan Zhen felt that this Xuanling Island didn't look like a sect at all, but more like a country.
Everyone has a profession when they are born, and that is the outer disciples on the island.
Judging from Chu Feng's words, it doesn't matter whether he becomes an inner disciple or not.
"It seems to be sheltering..."
Duan Zhen frowned, opened the window, glanced at the sky that was finally falling into dusk, and felt something in his heart.
This giant island in the sky, like the various cities in Qingyuan, is probably protecting ordinary people.
Combined with the disaster mentioned by Zhou Yan, Duan Zhen confirmed this view.
"Records of Mang Mountain."
After thinking for a while, Duan Zhen opened the book, looked at the words in it, and gradually sketched out the entire Mang Mountain in his mind.
"Mang Mountain is located in a small area on the northwest border of the Xuanyuan Buddha Realm. It covers an area of about 968 billion miles. The mountain is dangerous. There are monsters and disasters. Xuanling Island, Juyuan Peak, Guangmoyuan, Wucai River, and Shenmu Lin’s five major human settlements are distributed among them.”
"A tiny place? Ninety-six hundred and sixty-eight billion miles?"
Duan Zhen's eyes moved slightly, and he looked thoughtfully at the records in the book.
Such a big place is only a small area.
This shows how vast and infinite this world is.
And the five words that bear the brunt:
Xuanyuan Futu Realm.
He immediately remembered the records in some ancient scriptures in the Qingyuan realm, and the number in the Futu realm was one.
There is also the word "Buddha", but I don't know what the connection is between the two.
At this moment, he suddenly closed the book and looked at the sky.
The nine-colored bright sun in the distance suddenly sank, and its rotation speed finally came to a standstill.
As visible to the naked eye, the nine kinds of brilliance surrounding it gradually dispersed.
In an instant, Duan Zhen seemed to see an extremely strange light, replacing the previous nine-color radiance, wrapping around the bright sun like a gangrene attached to the bone.
Sizzle!
It was a color that was difficult to describe in words. If he had to explain it, Duan Zhen only felt that this brilliance was like the oldest and most extreme malice in the world!
It dispersed the nine-color radiance and enveloped the sun at an extremely fast, ferocious, and violent speed!
woo woo woo woo!
At this moment, wisps of crying suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, as if all creatures were crying.
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