When Xu Zimo walked into the stone monument, he saw the group of people immediately stepping forward to block the front.
"This road is blocked, please take a detour."
"Now that you're here, do you want to go take a look?" The God Emperor ignored those people and turned to look at Xu Zimo and asked.
Xu Zimo looked into the distance. The collapsed mountain seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and he could feel the powerful power contained in it.
"Go and have a look," Xu Zimo nodded and said.
"Hey, you two, didn't you hear what I said?" the leader of the group said coldly.
"One more step and you'll die."
"Go away or die, your choice," the God Emperor said calmly.
The group of people sneered, and the leader drew his sword and struck at the God Emperor.
The God Emperor glanced at the group of people indifferently, only to hear a "boom" and an explosion in front of him.
The area directly ahead was razed to the ground, and everything was reduced to ashes.
The two of them walked forward.
The further he walked, the more clearly Xu Zimo could feel that there was a special force that seemed to be centered on the mountain and radiating to the surrounding areas.
All the flowers, plants and trees that absorb this power grow very strong.
"This power is very strange," Xu Zimo said.
"Well, I've never been in contact with him," the God Emperor nodded.
The two of them walked straight ahead for about a few minutes, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Only then did Xu Zimo realize that several waves of people had gathered here.
That day, the old man from Taoism Academy and several students had arrived and were occupying a rock, sitting cross-legged and closing their eyes to relax.
There was also a group of old men and a group of young men and women on the left. Looking at each other's outfits and clothes, Xu Zimo guessed that they belonged to the Changhe Immortal Sect.
As for the far right, there was an old man sitting with a very powerful aura and nine levels of divine veins. Xu Zimo estimated that the man was at least five levels of divine veins.
The people present, apart from the younger generation, should all be at the peak of their respective sects' combat capabilities, except for the immortal ancestors who have hidden themselves from the world.
Divine Meridian Realm, this is already the highest realm that the world can come into contact with.
From mortal to immortal, this process is invisible to ordinary people.
Just the realm of divine veins is an existence that is beyond the reach of most people in their lifetime.
Because the members of the various Imperial Immortal Sects all wear the costumes of their respective sects, Xu Zimo can probably recognize them.
But there were about a dozen other casual cultivators nearby, and Xu Zimo was unfamiliar with them.
Unlike the people from the Imperial Immortal Sect, most casual cultivators would venture into any secret realm.
After all, they need to obtain the materials for their cultivation by themselves, but no force can cultivate them.
The arrival of Xu Zimo also attracted the attention of these people.
When everyone's eyes were on Xu Zimo, Xu Zimo could feel the slight pressure contained in it.
He knew that these people were demonstrating.
"Have you never seen a handsome man? Come if you want to fight. If you don't want to fight, get out," Xu Zimo said lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, an old casual cultivator chuckled lightly next to him.
The old man had yellow teeth and was carrying a gourd on his back. He grinned and said, "Does the little baby have a bad temper and bad tone?"
"Kill him," Xu Zimo said lightly.
The God Emperor stretched out his hand, slowly raised his right hand and suppressed it directly.
At this moment, his palm was like an indomitable mountain, stalwart, majestic, and unparalleled.
The power of the divine vein realm around the old man was surging, and he looked at the moment when his palm suppressed it.
Maybe others around him didn't feel it as strongly, but he was almost scared out of his wits.
The pressure made him unable to move. The spiritual energy in his body moved slowly, and the blood seemed to be frozen.
His body felt like it was being pressed up against a huge mountain, so heavy that it was difficult for him to breathe.
He bit the tip of his tongue hard, keeping the pain and reaction nerves in his body at bay.
The tip of his tongue was almost broken and blood flowed out.
Just now my mind was clearing up a little, and I heard him yell, "Gourd."
The gourd hanging from his waist suddenly rose into the sky and burst into colorful light.
This ray of light flew like the God Emperor's big hand, while wrapping the old man and fleeing to the side.
Just hearing a "boom", the moment Xia Guang touched the palm of the God Emperor, he was annihilated without even being able to hold on for a second.
But fortunately, the gourd wrapped the old man and shattered the space, and he escaped into the space to escape.
The God Emperor frowned slightly and flicked his right hand, only to hear a "bang" sound.
The surrounding space was all blocked, and the old man's body was forced to be expelled directly from the space.
“Junior deserves to die, I didn’t know that senior is coming here, so please spare my life.
This junior deserves to die," the old man Gourd knelt down directly after he fell to the ground, bowed his head and begged for mercy.
"This gourd is quite interesting," the God Emperor said lightly.
"This gourd is produced by the immortal vine, which blooms every two thousand years and bears fruit every three thousand years.
It takes five thousand years to have such a gourd. The younger generation sacrificed this gourd for a thousand years before it became his own magic weapon.
If the senior likes it, the junior will give it to the senior." Without saying a word, the old man quickly put the gourd in front of him.
But when he looked at the gourd, the old man looked horrified.
His hands were trembling slightly, and he saw that there were countless cracks on the surface of the gourd, as if it might break at any time.
The old man knows better than anyone what kind of existence this gourd is.
It is no exaggeration to say that even a powerful person who has reached immortality cannot break this gourd.
Now, the other party didn't even touch the gourd, but just annihilated the colorful streamer, causing such damage.
He raised his head and swallowed hard.
"What kind of existence is this horse?"
The old man was on the verge of crying and could only keep begging for mercy on the ground.
"Sir, kill or let go?" The God Emperor looked at Xu Zimo and asked.
"Tell me about the situation here," Xu Zimo asked.
The old man raised his head and realized that the person in charge was actually the ordinary young man in front of him.
"Yes, sir," the old man responded quickly.
After a very detailed explanation, Xu Zimo finally understood.
According to the information the old man received, the ruins here are no ordinary ruins.
Most likely from a place before the age of mythology.
It is said that people from Huayuanzong once dug up a spar here. This kind of spar was proven to have been lost in the Manghuang era.
It existed long before the more ancient mythological era, when the Yuanyang Continent had not yet been divided into five parts.
Some people believe this rumor, while others don't, but many people are still tentative and ready to come and have a look.
The ruins have not yet been opened, and everyone is waiting. According to people from the Huayuan Sect, the ruins will be officially opened on the night of the full moon three days later.
Putting aside the conversation between Xu Zimo and the old man, everyone around who was watching the battle and the show was stunned.
