Yuhuang City, southeast, in front of Wanjian Mountain.
Thousands of streams of light converge here from all directions.
Among them are many masters of the Divine Refining Realm, the Cave Void Realm, and even the Mortal Transformation Realm.
Looking around, you can see that they are densely packed with people, but they are clearly differentiated. According to their respective forces, they stand in different places in front of the mountain.
"Everyone, this is the resting place of our founder of Wantong Pavilion. The old rule is that only one person who has handed over 10 million top-quality spiritual stones can enter the mountain."
A green-robed Taoist stood in front of a stone gate, his expression stern and calm, and he was not at all intimidated by the sight of a cloud of masters in front of him.
A corner of the mountain.
Emperor Eleven and Qin Nan stood aside with twenty experts at the Dan Condensation Realm and ten God Refining Realm masters.
"Brother Xian, this is the gatekeeper of Wantong Pavilion. Unless a saint comes in person, even a powerful person who has entered the holy realm must pay spiritual stones before he can enter."
Emperor Eleven saw the confusion on Qin Nan's face and explained in a low voice.
"Wantong Pavilion?"
Qin Nan has heard of this sect more than once.
During the nine days of seclusion in Yuhuang City, he had walked out of the city lord's mansion many times to investigate secretly, and finally had a rough idea of the power structure of Tianlong's world.
In the world of Tianlong, the Taoist Alliance is respected.
Under the Dao Alliance are five super powers, namely Phoenix Palace, Tianjianmen, Wantong Pavilion, Daohuang Sect, and Siming Mountain.
The comprehensive strength of the five major forces is almost the same.
But there are rumors.
Phoenix Palace is a retreat from the world, and has many female cultivators as disciples. They have no regard for the world of mortals and rarely interfere in worldly affairs.
Simingshan deduces the secrets of heaven and has many masters under his disciples, but in the end, the number of disciples is far less than that of other forces, and he falls behind.
The Dao Emperor Sect is more like a thug.
No matter which force is involved, as long as they are willing to pay, the Sword Emperor Sect will send people thousands of miles away to help.
Tianjianmen and Wantong Pavilion are quite different.
Over the past thousands of years, Tianjian Sect has gradually established itself as the overlord of Tianlong. The current leader of the Dao Alliance is also one of the sage ancestors of Tianjian Sect.
The Tianjian Sect controls all directions and builds a unified dynasty, called the Tianjian Dynasty. It has countless minions under its command and spreads throughout the entire Tianlong Continent. It is the well-deserved overlord of Tianlong.
Wantong Pavilion, in the name of Wantong, has disciples all over the world, and their identities are secret. Some disciples even fish in troubled waters and worship in other sects.
There are countless forces under its jurisdiction, including the Business Hall, the Killer Hall, the Alchemy Pavilion, and the Weapon Refining Sect. The various forces are intertwined with each other, like the roots of a big tree, intertwined.
What’s even more frightening is that no one knows the true identity of the current master of Wantong Pavilion.
"Brother, please take the trouble. This time when I enter the country, I will follow you. If you need help, I will be there for you."
Qin Nan calmed down and transmitted the message secretly.
"Brother Xian, you are joking."
Emperor Eleven showed helplessness and continued in a deep voice:
"I don't know something. This Yulan Secret Realm is different from other places."
"Anyone who enters will be separated in an instant. Some will enter the first level, and some will enter the third level. Even those who are unlucky may be directly transferred to the seventh level."
"Is there such a strange thing?"
Qin Nan couldn't help but feel cautious.
The terrifying level of this secret realm has surpassed many forbidden places in Jianzun Continent.
"The layers of the secret realm are difficult to break, and there are countless mechanisms. But luck and misfortune depend on it. As long as you can break through the restrictions of the secret realm, you will be able to gain so much that others will envy you."
Emperor Eleven's eyes showed expectation.
At the same time, he secretly looked at Qin Nan and guessed that Qin Nan was in urgent need of the essence of a secret realm to be condensed into a pill.
"My dear brother, I see that you have reached the pinnacle of foundation building. During this trip to the secret realm, you will definitely be able to gain a layer of secret realm origin, condense it into elixirs, and advance to the elixir-condensing realm."
"The origin of the first-level secret realm? You mean!"
Qin Nan was surprised.
"Yes, as you think, there are seven sources of secret realms in the secret realm of Yulan Dao. If you find one, you can condense it into a pill."
Envy appeared in Emperor Eleven's eyes.
A talented person like Qin Nan, who is also a disciple of a saint, would never bother to use the inner elixir of monsters as a guide to condense the elixir.
Over the past hundreds of years, countless monks in this secret realm have broken through the levels and obtained the origin of the secret realm, helping them to condense the elixir and embark on the supreme journey.
"My dear brother, this secret realm has existed for thousands of years, but no one has ever captured the seventh layer of the secret realm. If you can capture it, you will definitely become a legend!"
The more Emperor Eleven thought about it, the more excited he became.
"Brother, if you laugh, I'll do my best."
Qin Nan's eyes showed anticipation.
Little did he know that Emperor Eleven had long regarded him as his biggest supporter.
"Dishan! Dikong! Diming! If one day, I can return to the capital of the gods, I will definitely avenge the shame of the past!"
Thinking of the past, Emperor Eleven couldn't help clenching his fists, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.
An "Emperor" surname is enough to prove his origin.
But in this remote place, no one knows his true identity except him.
The illegitimate son of the current emperor of the Tianjian Dynasty and a palace maid was ostracized by countless people even though he was not deprived of the "emperor" surname.
The biological mother was insulted to death by other princes.
According to common sense, these people should be cut into pieces with thousands of swords, but the reality is that he was labeled as a "mother-killer", expelled from the divine capital, and sent here alone.
The mountain shook, and a huge hum shook the heaven and earth.
Qin Nan was attracted by the loud noise and did not notice the sadness and longing in Emperor Eleven's eyes.
Emperor Eleven came back to his senses, murderous intent buried deep in his eyes.
This time, he must break through one of the layers, seize the opportunity, break the shackles in the body, and advance to the cave virtual realm.
The mountain shook, and everyone's eyes were attracted to a stone gate halfway up Wanjian Mountain.
The stone gate is about a hundred feet high, full of ancient charm, simple and majestic, and towering like an abyss.
"The mountain gate has been opened. Everyone pays the spiritual stones in an orderly manner and enters in an orderly manner. Anyone who disrupts the order will be killed without mercy!"
The green-robed Taoist's voice was loud, and as he waved his hand, the people behind him dispersed, and stood in front of different forces, step by step, collecting the fees from each force.
Forces from all sides filed in, and no one dared to refuse to pay.
"Brother, follow me later and don't say anything."
Emperor Eleven seemed to be worried about something.
He stepped forward and handed the prepared spiritual stone to one of the yellow-robed Taoists.
"please!"
The yellow-robed Taoist stepped out of the way and waved his hand to Di Shiyi, Qin Nan and others to climb up the steps.
From halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain, there are steps one hundred feet long.
Here, it is forbidden to cast any spells, and everyone must step up.
"Wait!"
Qin Nan and others followed Emperor Eleven before they had gone very far when they were stopped by the green-robed Taoist.
"Deacon Han Tong! What happened to your brother before was definitely not something I did intentionally. It was only because the demon soldiers in that layer suddenly went crazy that caused your brother's death. Please be aware of this, fellow Taoist."
Emperor Shiyi sighed and had no choice but to step forward to apologize.
Han Tong shook his green Taoist robe, his eyes revealed a fierce look, and he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly:
"Emperor Eleven, there is a rule in Wantong Pavilion. Anyone who has killed a disciple of Wantong Pavilion must hand over a thousand times the spiritual stone before entering the secret realm of Yulan Dao."
"you……".
Emperor Eleven was so angry that he choked on his words.
A thousand times the spiritual stone, that was tens of billions of top-quality spiritual stones. In the past, he could have gritted his teeth and taken it out.
But Lao Niu broke out yesterday, and all the spiritual stones in the city lord's palace had been devoured by him. Now, for the entry fee, he had to sell some magic weapons and collect them from everywhere.
