txolops Chapter 130 Clash between the Righteous and the Demonic Paths! A memorable scene!
Chapter 130 Clash between the Righteous and the Demonic Paths! A memorable scene!
A month later.
The silence above a vast, boundless sea was shattered.
From all directions, streaks of light would occasionally break through the air and fly rapidly toward the same location.
The monks' faces were filled with barely suppressed excitement and anticipation, as if they were heading to a long-awaited grand event.
Some were in small groups, talking in hushed tones; some were alone, their faces solemn; some had a deep aura, clearly old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.
Their destination was a structure suspended thousands of feet in the air—
palace.
A magnificent palace, made entirely of flawless white jade, exquisitely beautiful to the extreme!
This palace, about a hundred feet high, radiates a faint glow in the sunlight, like a masterpiece of nature, silently floating in the air, motionless.
It was enveloped in a thick, golden light shield, which swirled and exuded a chilling pressure.
The arriving cultivators flew towards the golden light barrier without hesitation. As they approached, a flash of white light emanated from their bodies, allowing them to easily penetrate the barrier and enter the palace.
The Void Heaven Palace, which appears only once every three hundred years, has indeed opened.
Lin Chuan also flew to the front of the golden light shield.
He took out the fragment of the Void Heaven Map and infused it with spiritual power. The silk handkerchief immediately emitted a soft white spiritual light, enveloping his entire body.
Then, he took a small step.
As if passing through a curtain of water, we entered the light shield without any hindrance.
……
He passed through the light barrier and arrived at the main gate of the palace.
Above the entrance, which is over ten zhang high, three large silver ancient characters gleamed brightly—
Void Heaven Palace!
Lin Chuan took a deep breath and stepped into the passage.
The passage was deep and secluded, with exquisite murals carved on the stone walls on both sides, depicting scenes of ancient cultivators battling demonic beasts. Lin Chuan had no time to examine them closely and strode forward.
Soon after, everything became clear.
He arrived at a huge hall.
This hall is three or four hundred feet wide, extremely magnificent and grand, enough to accommodate thousands of people at the same time.
Dozens of thick jade pillars stand evenly in the hall, each requiring several people to encircle it.
The jade pillars are exquisitely carved and polished, covered with various rare birds and animals, some of which Lin Chuan had seen before, and others he had never seen before. Each one is lifelike and full of spirit, and none of them are the same.
At the top of some of the pillars, dozens of monks dressed in various styles were standing or sitting.
With very few exceptions, each of these monks occupied a pillar by themselves.
None of them spoke loudly; each went about their own business—some meditated with their eyes closed, some played with their magical artifacts with their heads down, and some thoughtfully observed the newcomer.
The atmosphere was quiet and eerie.
Lin Chuan glanced around, selected an unoccupied pillar, and with a sway of his body, lightly landed on top of the pillar and sat down cross-legged.
……
Soon after, someone else came in.
Lin Chuan was familiar with this person.
It was Han Li, who had previously given him the Golden Thunder Bamboo.
He somehow managed to obtain a fragment of the Void Heaven Map and came here.
Lin Chuan looked at Han Li and found that Han Li's gaze was fixed on a young male cultivator in a green robe, lingering for a moment.
The green-robed cultivator had an ordinary face and looked unremarkable.
But Lin Chuan knew that this person was definitely not simple.
"Looks like that guy is Xuan Gu..."
Lin Chuan memorized the man's face.
Although he had never seen Xuan Gu before, he could sense wariness and apprehension in Han Li's eyes.
Who else could be a Core Formation cultivator that Han Li cares about so much, besides Xuan Gu?
Lin Chuan was secretly on guard, but remained outwardly calm, continuing to close his eyes and rest.
……
As time passed, more cultivators arrived in the hall.
Two of them attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared.
One was an elderly Confucian scholar wearing a yellow robe, with white eyebrows reaching his shoulders and a thin face.
The man casually had one hand behind his back, while the other held a tattered bamboo scroll, which he was engrossed in reading, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.
However, the subtle pressure emanating from him made everyone wary of him.
The other was a middle-aged man dressed in spotless white robes with a beautiful face. .
Although this woman was beautiful, she exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay, making people hesitant to approach her.
Her gaze swept across the hall, and the cultivators she saw involuntarily lowered their heads.
Lin Chuan glanced at the two of them and immediately made up his mind.
Nanhe Island, Qingyi Jushi.
Baibishan, Mrs. Wen.
Both were well-established early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and were considered prominent figures in the Chaotic Star Sea.
Especially Madam Wen, who was once the Daoist partner of Liu Dao Ji Sheng, the number one demonic cultivator in the Chaotic Star Sea, but their relationship is now strained and they have long since separated.
……
Next, several more Nascent Soul cultivators arrived.
The Yin Ancestor—a demonic cultivator—swaggered into the hall with two Core Formation stage disciples.
This person actually managed to obtain three fragments of the Void Heaven Map and brought in two disciples with him, which was truly remarkable.
Immediately afterwards, two righteous cultivators in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm, Tian Wuzi (dressed as a Taoist priest) and Mu Tengzi (a dark-skinned, thin old farmer), also appeared.
Immediately afterwards, two righteous cultivators in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm, Tian Wuzi (dressed as a Taoist priest) and Mu Tengzi (a dark-skinned, thin old farmer), also appeared.
"Ji Yin, is this all the Demonic Path has sent, just you?" Tian Wuzi and the other two mocked.
"Hmph, what can you two do, even if you outnumber each other?" Old Ancestor Jiyin sneered, showing no weakness.
"Extreme Yin, you're quite perceptive. Do you think that just because you've cultivated the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire, you can look down on everyone?"
A faint voice came from the entrance of the hall.
A middle-aged man in a brocade robe walked in slowly.
This person had a face like jade, eyes like bright stars, and an elegant demeanor, but the aura emanating from him made everyone present feel a chill—mid-stage Nascent Soul!
Wan Tianming!
The leader of the Righteous Path Ten Thousand Laws Sect! His aunt, Wan Sangu, is the number one person in the Righteous Path, the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, and a terrifying existence in the late Nascent Soul stage!
"If you don't withdraw this time, I wouldn't mind converting you within this Void Heaven Palace!"
Wan Tianming looked coldly at the Extreme Yin Ancestor, his tone calm yet full of threat.
The expression on the face of the Yin Ancestor changed slightly, and he was about to speak in rebuttal—
"Hehe, Master Wan, why don't you convert me as well..."
A rough voice suddenly rang out, making the eardrums of some cultivators with lower cultivation levels in the hall ache.
A burly figure strode in.
This man had a curly yellow beard, wore a blue robe, and was burly with bulging muscles. Every step he took caused the ground to tremble. The aura emanating from him was even stronger than Wan Tianming's—both were at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!
"Wild Beard!"
"The bearded man who cultivates the supreme defensive technique of the Chaotic Star Sea, the 'Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art'!"
"He actually came too..."
A collective gasp filled the hall. Many cultivators' expressions changed drastically, their eyes flashing with terror.
For the first time, Wan Tianming's expression turned serious.
The old Taoist priest Tian Wuzi and the thin, dark-skinned old farmer Mu Tengzi couldn't help but show a hint of worry in their eyes.
Next, the Nascent Soul cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths began to verbally argue, mocking and threatening each other, creating a highly charged atmosphere.
But in the end, no one made a move.
Because everyone sensed it—there was a restriction here.
An invisible force suppressed everyone's magical power, making it seem as if they could only use simple spells like levitation.
Even his divine sense could not be dispersed much, only covering an area of a few feet around him.
In this environment, no one dares to act rashly.
……
Just then, the bearded man suddenly flew into the air, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall.
Finally, his gaze fell on a certain pillar.
"Get out of here! I've got my eye on this position!"
The bearded man pointed at a person on the pillar and shouted coldly.
That person was none other than Han Li.
Seeing this, Lin Chuan couldn't help but smile to himself.
"That Han Li, he's really unlucky!"
Being singled out by an old monster of the level of the Bearded Man would make anyone's scalp tingle.
Han Li's face was flushed, and his fists were clenched tightly, clearly showing his extreme resentment.
But after a moment, he took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and silently jumped down from the pillar, landing on the ground.
To endure.
Let the pillar.
Han Li kept his head down, so his expression was not visible.
But Lin Chuan could guess that he must be feeling extremely frustrated at this moment.
However, in the world of cultivation, strength is everything.
Faced with a Nascent Soul stage cultivator with a thick beard, what can a Core Formation stage cultivator do besides endure?
Lin Chuan withdrew his gaze and continued to close his eyes to rest.
The atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly heavy.