Chapter 155 Gathering of Heroes

The omens were varied, the celestial phenomena changed. Other than the absence of a Heavenly Tribulation, the Yuanyang Taoist's ascension was no different from any legendary King-Sealing powerhouse.

Who would have thought that in just thirty short years, he could reach such heights?

Miao Meng felt complicated. Such talent was unheard of even in legends, wasn't it?

Below the mountain, besides the many sects and holy lands, experts from other states and even foreign races, the Grand Beginning Holy Land's elders, and several Supreme Elders were also present.

The Myriad Dragon Ark hovered in the distance. The arrival of the Myriad Dharma Tower's people drew many gazes, but it didn't cause much of a stir.

In fact, there were quite a few people from the holy lands present today, and people from large sects were even more numerous. Although the Myriad Dharma Tower had a great reputation, it wasn't worth their astonishment.

"King Yuanyang is in seclusion and hasn't given instructions. Before we receive them, it's not convenient for you all to go up the mountain. Please bear with us," Fang Yingqiu said with a hint of apology.

After the great battle, Lin Fengmo was ashamed and closed up in seclusion, and the Grand Beginning Holy Lord also didn't appear in public. At this time, Fang Yingqiu was acting as the Grand Beginning Holy Land's leader.

He had been at the foot of the mountain these days.

"Elder Fang is too polite," Miao Meng replied, not daring to neglect him.

Fang Yingqiu's cultivation was no less than that of the former Qian Shisi. He held a truly high position and great authority in the Grand Beginning Holy Land, and no one dared to neglect him.

After a few words of conversation, Miao Meng and the others also went to the side, sitting or standing, quietly waiting.

"The Fierce Wind Clan, the Divine Forest Clan, the Spirit Clan... many experts from these foreign races have also come. Are these people really here to congratulate?"

Yuan Duxiu sat cross-legged, his eyes sweeping around, suspicion rising in his heart.

The birth of a King-Sealing Apex expert in the human race was indeed a shocking event, but the relationship between the human race and the various races wasn't good. Tens of millions of years of hatred couldn't be erased by a short period of peace.

If they were truly here to congratulate, he really couldn't believe it.

"There are experts..."

Yuan Duxiu looked around. A voice that hadn't been heard for a long time rang in his mind again.

It was Mu Longcheng speaking.

After several attempts to find that everything was difficult to escape An Qisheng's calculations, he calmed down to think and finally gave up the idea of testing.

But he was also too lazy to pay attention to Yuan Duxiu.

"Teacher?"

Yuan Duxiu had a slightly surprised tone: "You're awake?"

Mu Longcheng ignored Yuan Duxiu's pointless words and said in a low voice, "To your northwest, three hundred and forty *li* away, there's a dilapidated carriage. Have you seen it?"

"Hmm?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes flickered. Although he had only glanced at it briefly before, his current realm was different from the past. One glance had reflected all the scenes within a few thousand *li* into his mind.

Hearing Mu Longcheng's words, he couldn't help but think.

To his northwest, more than three hundred *li* away, there was indeed a dilapidated carriage, pulled by a different breed of yellow ox. It had no roof or canopy,

And at this time, a grandfather and grandson were sitting on it.

The old man had white hair and a chicken-like, wrinkled face, cloudy eyes, and a stooped figure. The young one was about six or seven years old, with a jade-carved appearance, as lovable as a porcelain doll.

He had swept over it before, and the old man should have condensed a Cave Heaven, while the young one seemed to have started 'absorbing qi'.

"Could it be that they have a problem?"

Yuan Duxiu's thoughts turned in his mind. He pretended to glance up inadvertently, his gaze lingering on the old man for a moment.

But he didn't find any clues.

"The one who looks old isn't necessarily older than the one who looks young," Mu Longcheng said, gazing at the porcelain doll-like child through Yuan Duxiu's body.

Just as the child also looked up seemingly unintentionally, smiling harmlessly, innocent and carefree.

Mu Longcheng had no eyes at this time, and what he saw wasn't visible to the naked eye. His 'Myriad Dharma Four Tribulations Heart Saint Art' saw the world in the subtle. He concentrated his mind to observe.

Anyone was just a cluster of 'particles' that were no different from other substances in the world.

Naturally, he could also see what terrifying things were dormant in the seemingly ordinary body of that 'child'.

"That young one?"

Yuan Duxiu frowned in his heart.

"No need to look, you can't see anything."

Ripples stirred in Mu Longcheng's heart, as if he was also guessing something, but he didn't play coy and spoke directly:

"Beneath that childlike face lies an old heart. That young one hides an old demon within... and also, the aura of a Supreme Treasure!"

Supreme Treasure?!

Yuan Duxiu's pupils shrank.

Throughout history, from ancient times to the present, treasures left by figures as strong as the Philosophers could be called Saint or God, but never Supreme.

Supreme Treasures were and could only be Dao-achieving treasures refined by Emperors!

Even the 'Vajra Bracelet' refined by the Guanglong Supreme in his later years with great magic power couldn't be called a Supreme Treasure. Even with the Tyrant World Imperial Court's flourishing power, it was only a 'Supreme Treasure prototype'.

Coming to congratulate, but bringing a Supreme Treasure?

What did he want to do?!

"Useless rage is useless. I'm telling you this so you don't go to your death, not because I think you knowing this will be of any use."

Yuan Duxiu was shocked and angry, but Mu Longcheng was as calm as water: "You won't believe it until you experience it yourself. The inferiority of cultivators isn't much better than that of mortals."

He hadn't been asleep, and couldn't sleep at all.

These days, everything Yuan Duxiu had seen, heard, known, and obtained, he had seen it all, even more than Yuan Duxiu, and thought even deeper.

Appearing out of nowhere thirty years ago, crossing all realms, and ascending to the apex in one fell swoop. Such a thing, even in legends, could be called a myth. Naturally, it wouldn't make everyone believe it.

Especially since the Heavenly Tribulation symbolizing the Tongtian Realm, or rather, Heavenly Punishment, hadn't descended.

This would inevitably attract many people to test it.

"If someone really wants to make a move in Grand Beginning Mountain, I'm afraid it won't be just one person..."

Devalued by Mu Longcheng, Yuan Duxiu didn't take it to heart, but frowned deeply.

He was a little helpless.

He had cultivated for decades, crossed all realms from True Form, cultivated a Cave Heaven, and with the Great Sun Saint Body, few in the same realm were his opponents.

But his little brother's enemies had already risen to the level of Supreme Treasures.

How could he intervene, what could he do?

"Whether it's one person or ten thousand people, you don't have to worry about it, you can't control it. As long as you're not used as a hostage, that might be enough for him."

Mu Longcheng stopped talking again.

Yuan Duxiu was a little annoyed now, but he had to admit that with his current cultivation, he seemed to be able to do nothing but be coerced...

"An Qisheng, what exactly do you want to do?"

Mu Longcheng murmured in his heart.

He could see it, so wouldn't An Qisheng be able to see it?

From the fact that Yuan Duxiu's 'Myriad Dharma Four Tribulations Heart Saint Art' had become the 'Seizing Fate Scripture', it could be seen that An Qisheng must have a way to steal his cultivation technique.

Naturally, he could see what he could see, and even more clearly!

So what exactly did he want to do?

......

"It's really lively..."

In the tumbling sea of clouds, Chu Yunyang lay lazily, sighing: "Are these people really not afraid of death? Knowing that this one has been crowned King, they still dare to come and spy..."

His speed was of course very fast. The moment he made up his mind, he had already set off, and naturally he had arrived at the Grand Beginning Holy Mountain.

Naturally, he also saw the endless stream of experts.

Even he had rarely seen so many experts gathered, and at this time, the main character was still in seclusion, but these rarely seen experts were already waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"People's hearts are complex. Even the same person has thousands of thoughts. These people's purposes are probably different, but their target is the Yuanyang King."

Zhao Zhen stood in the sea of clouds, his clothes fluttering. Hearing this, his expression was a little subtle:

"The secrets of the Tongtian Realm are a great attraction to many old fogeys. This one suffered a great battle and didn't pass the Heavenly Tribulation. Perhaps some people want to test him..."

Throughout history, there had been Dao-achieving dragon and phoenix demons, Saint Spirits born with Cave Heavens, and peerless geniuses who fought beyond their level.

But there had never been a King-Sealing expert who hadn't passed the Heavenly Tribulation.

If he hadn't seen through the Heaven-Deceiving Array, facing the only King-Sealing giant who had ascended in the Imperial Pole Continent for tens of thousands of years, he might have been tempted.

Now that he thought about it, the reason he hadn't passed the Tribulation, could it be...

"The information I bought from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion a few days ago didn't mention this. Perhaps you're overthinking it. Even my little sister probably wouldn't easily offend such a giant."

Chu Yunyang didn't quite agree with Zhao Zhen's words, and instead leaned towards the idea that there were dark hands behind the people who came here.

Otherwise, many of the experts who came here today were extremely far from Eastern Continent.

"Who knows?"

Zhao Zhen didn't argue with this Third Young Master. He just didn't think that the Empress wouldn't dare...

That one's courage was really great!

The sea of clouds fell silent. The two waited quietly, also observing the figures who came from time to time, their thoughts different.

......

Whoosh~

The Suspended Heavenly Palace was grand and solemn, looking up from below, it added even more awe.

But at this time, the Suspended Heavenly Palace was empty.

The huge palace complex was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping, and there wasn't a trace of anyone else's aura.

Only An Qisheng, who was sitting cross-legged under the old tree with his eyes closed, swallowing air, with thunderous sounds constantly coming from his abdomen.

And Zhu Dahai, who was squatting beside him, swallowing pills from time to time.

During these days when An Qisheng was in seclusion, Zhu Dahai, as the one closest to him, naturally received great benefits.

The Grand Beginning Holy Land, as one of the three holy lands that controlled all the pill refining in Eastern Continent, naturally didn't lack pills.

Dong~

Dong~

Dong dong dong~

Like muffled thunder, like hammering bones, explosions sounded from time to time. This was the sound of the various spiritual materials swallowed by An Qisheng being crushed by his stomach.

Using his body as a furnace, melting all kinds of spiritual materials, forging his own treasure!

"Crack crack~"

Zhu Dahai was used to it, his mouth never idle, swallowing large amounts of pills. From time to time, he would also take out one or two pills and stuff them into his ear holes.

Feeding the little chick-like Golden Winged Great Peng, the latter ate until its belly was round, but it was still being fed non-stop, until it rolled its eyes.

Eating was his cultivation technique.

It was the technique that An Qisheng had created for him based on his bloodline and temperament, the most suitable for him.

And in fact, he had indeed made rapid progress. In just thirty short years, under the irrigation of many spiritual rice and pills, he had completely mastered his own bloodline.

The strength of his physique was no less than that of a Holy Spirit of the same realm, and his power was even greater.

"Whoosh~"

At a certain moment, the sound of explosions that echoed through the Suspended Heavenly Palace disappeared, replaced by the sound of swallowing and exhaling that was as long and incredible as a dragon sucking water.

Visible to the naked eye, the Suspended Heavenly Palace, which was more than ten thousand *li* in circumference, seemed to have become a vortex.

With it as the center, the sea of clouds in the tens of thousands of *li* of the sky above churned.

"Who triggered the celestial phenomenon?!"

After a long silence at the foot of the mountain, a voice rang out the moment before the sea of clouds churned.

Almost at the same time, gazes that were either plain, cold, overbearing, or turbid were fixed on the sky above.

Only to see spiritual machines crisscrossing and intertwining, like substantial dragons roaring back and forth.

Being swallowed into it by the vortex formed by the Suspended Heavenly Palace!

Vaguely, there was wind blowing on the earth, and an invisible but vast aura gradually flowed out from the 'vortex'.

"Again, again?!"