It is the fifth hundred years of the Gregorian calendar. This past year, the world of cultivation has been in a state of turmoil and chaos.
In fact, too many monks died in the Battle of the South China Sea. It was the biggest defeat since the invasion from outside the territory. It was also the first time that Lei Jie, a great magical power user of the Huangting realm, was killed.
However, it is not without its benefits. The originally tense cultivation world has calmed down due to the rise of forces outside the Four Poles.
Of course, the most critical thing among them is the Xiangong sect. The Xiaoyao lineage and the Youli lineage have temporarily put aside their past grievances and are united in dealing with the outside world.
Under the leadership of the Yang family, after gathering the power of the four states of Yu, Xi, Bin, and Liang, the Sanji Pass was built again in the land of Sanji to guard against foreign forces. This year has been peaceful.
The two sects and Xiaoyao have gathered forces from Yan, Lei, Hu, Sang and five overseas places to join forces to resist the Antarctic True Dragon Island.
Regardless of the sects, Xiaoyao has gathered forces from two branches and five places, but it is often at a disadvantage in battles with True Dragon Island.
The reason is not difficult to guess. The monks from each family are here only under the orders of the Immortal Palace, and they will not really fight to the death for the overseas cultivation world.
Especially Yin Jian is not far away, everyone is working hard but not contributing, for fear of following in the footsteps of their predecessors, they all put their own lives and strength first.
This is true for all the monks in the sect, not to mention the Xiaoyao cultivators who came to help with their fists. None of them could avoid the battle.
This was because they were concerned about the Immortal Master Haiyu who was sitting behind him, otherwise they would have retreated long ago.
"Boom!"
On this day, there were sudden bursts of loud noises in the sky, followed by the entire fairy palace that seemed to be shaking and trembling.
There was panic and chaos everywhere in Nantianmen, and the sky, which was already evening, suddenly became bright.
"what happened?"
"Go out and have a look!"
In Guanghan Palace, Taoist monks strode out one after another. They couldn't hide their shock when looking at the scene outside.
But I saw a huge ball of light hanging in the sky, like the scorching sun in the sky!
You must know that it is already the evening when night is approaching, the setting sun has long since sunk, and even the stars are already densely packed in the sky.
But at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, the scorching sun covered all the stars in the sky, and the original night completely turned into day.
"Look, it's raining!"
In the Immortal Palace Market at Nantianmen, many monks were talking about it.
But suddenly, big white raindrops fell down like beads on a broken curtain, turning the sky and the earth into a patchwork of white flowers, but the ball of burning white light above the head still hung in the middle.
A desolate atmosphere began to spread in the Immortal Palace. Even those who existed like Taoist monks could not help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts at this time. The originally noisy Fairy Palace market instantly became silent.
"Heaven cries..."
The trembling voice of an elderly Taoist came from the crowd.
"What did you say!"
The impatient monk asked quickly.
Although this Taoist's cultivation level is only at the Qingyun level, he is the most senior among the Taoist monks in the Guanghan Palace. It is said that he lived for seven or eight years.
This Taoist monk was approaching his longevity, and he had fewer worries. He sighed deeply, looked at the light group in the sky and said leisurely:
"I once heard a piece of news circulating in the Immortal Palace. The Haotian Mirror appears in the sky every night, and the heaven and the earth are sad. This is the death of a person with great supernatural powers in this world.
And there is only one kind of person with such great supernatural powers in this world, and that is the immortal!"
"Xianyun!"
Everyone present suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The well-informed person whispered in a low voice: "It is rumored that three hundred years ago, there were two signs of crying from the sky, and the Zhenpai Immortal of Zixiao Pavilion died at that time."
"Um, I wonder who the other Immortal Lord is?"
"Legend has it that he is an immortal from the Xiaoyao lineage!"
"Silence!"
"I want to die!"
Although the old Taoist cultivator was approaching his end of life, he did not want to go to hell immediately. Hearing that the people in the audience became more and more outrageous, he scolded him and left immediately.
At this time, everyone discovered that Taoist cultivators from the sect had also arrived at some point, especially a Taoist monk from Zixiao Pavilion whose expression was even more ugly.
In the starry sky outside the territory, in the starry realm of Yitian, Taoist Donghu and Taoist Yuchang ran away like bereaved dogs.
"Dead, actually dead..."
Taoist Yuchang's face was full of fright, and his words were even somewhat incoherent.
The two of them had already escaped far enough away, but when they looked back, they were still under the mushroom cloud that actually covered half of the starry sky.
The dazzling light and the blazing fire clouds are still showing the great battle that just happened.
"Things have gotten serious. We can no longer stay outside the territory. We have to go back immediately!"
Taoist Donghu sighed after saying this and said, "I just don't know how many Taoist friends will be robbed this time."
Taoist Yuchang finally suppressed the panic in his expression. After hearing this, he still swallowed a mouthful of spit and said: "Isn't it likely that the Blood Flame Immortal Lord will be in trouble this time? That's an immortal!"
Taoist Donghu's eyes jumped rapidly, and it was obvious that his mood was not very calm at this time. After a while, he said:
"Once Xueyan dies, there will probably be a big chaos in Burning Heaven Clan. No, maybe Yanzhou is already in chaos now. It seems we really have to go back."
Taoist Yuchang thought of something when he heard this, and was suddenly shocked and said: "You mean..."
Donghu Taoist said: "If the Burning Heaven Clan's ass is sitting on the Earth Fire Abyss Hell, then the Lord Blood Flame is the warden of the Earth Fire Abyss Prison!"
Taoist Yuchang narrowed his eyes and said: "The Fentian Clan's strength is ranked first in the cultivation world, why is it so?"
Donghu Taoist sighed and said: "Ever since Jiu Ren Dao Ancestor broke out of the sky, this world became known to outside forces. After thousands of years, the outside forces' spying operations against this world have never stopped.
Now that Lord Blood Flame has fallen, it is obviously a premeditated ambush by forces from outside the territory. After thinking about it, there seems to be only one reason, and that is that they have found the weak space between the Earth Fire Abyss Hell and the starry sky outside the territory!"
"What? Doesn't that mean?"
Taoist Yuchang suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
"The eight secret places in the world of cultivation are actually the weakest link in the space barrier in this world.
Even if Fellow Daoist Yuchang doesn't know about this matter, he already has some guesses after thinking about it."
Now that the matter has come to this, Taoist Donghu no longer conceals some Zhoutian secrets. He pauses slightly and speaks again:
“Especially in the past century, with the frequent opening of dense areas in various states, the risk of exposure to places connected to outside regions has increased.
Needless to say, Burial Sky Ruins was exposed five thousand years ago. Now maybe not only the Earth Fire Abyss area, but also the connecting places of other secret lands have been exposed, but it was just triggered but not released."