Chapter 70: Landing

In the towering mountains, there are countless steep mountain ranges. For ordinary people, these mountain ranges may only be scenery, and they can only marvel at the wonders of nature. But for martial artists, they are natural habitats. There are endless cliffs on all sides of these natural habitats, and unless they are powerful martial artists, they can't even get close. Therefore, the eight major sects have chosen such treacherous places to settle in.
The mist lingered in the midst of a mountain peak, transforming into wisps of milky white threads that enveloped the entire palace complex. On the golden palaces, three large characters were engraved - Holy King Hall. On that plaque emanated a strong surge of elemental power, evidently making it a spiritual weapon of the LingQi level. Without the strength of a sevenfold celestial being, it would be impossible to destroy it. The profound heritage alone was enough to make some prominent families feel inferior.
"Drink"
"Drink"
Outside the palace, on the purple square, a large number of sculptures are placed around. Each sculpture hangs a long sword and emits a special energy fluctuation of elemental power. Just by looking at each sculpture, they appear lifelike, exuding a murderous aura that fills the surroundings. Even the grass growing there turns a sinister blood red color.
A blue-robed disciple named "Chang Gu" held a long sword and thrust fiercely ahead, unleashing a large amount of elemental energy with each sword qi, resulting in every move being ruthless. Suddenly, his footsteps accelerated, and a strong gust of wind rose from beneath his feet, startling the nearby disciples. They could only see the blue-robed disciple, with his long sword in hand, stepping just a few paces away from the sculpture.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh
Just as he stepped into the surroundings of the sculpture, all the statues' elemental powers suddenly converged on the long sword. Immediately, a large amount of sword qi penetrated toward the disciple's body, sharp as a blade. This sword qi could completely kill some weak martial artists at the Martial Emperor realm, but it would have weak power against those above the Martial Emperor realm at the Martial Emperor Sixth Realm and above.
"That Crescent guy, he's really arrogant. He thinks he can go head-to-head with the Sword Qi Formation with his current strength. I really don't know where he got the courage from. I have to admit though, he's pretty awesome."
"He's just young after all. Even though he has good talent, he's too impatient. I think after one year, his strength should be able to pass this test."
"Yes, yes, it's just that all of you seniors have good judgment. I can't believe this guy could improve so quickly. I can already guess why."
Some of the disciples in blue robes around looked at the young man who seemed to be in a state of emptiness with disdainful eyes, but they didn't notice the disdain that flashed in the eyes of the young man in blue robes. For someone without talent and strength like him, Bai Yue didn't care at all. All he cared about was strength.
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When gradually half an hour later, a strand of darkness covered the entire sky, obscuring the square of the Saint King's Hall, and the massive purple square instantly darkened. The disciples on the field looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with excitement as they stared at the black giant object amidst the clouds and mist.
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Ah~~~~
A huge black stone monument came surging through the wind, shuttle between the clouds, and finally stopped in front of a golden palace. The eight disciples, who had been cultivating their souls through the monument with their eyes closed, slowly opened their eyes. As soon as they opened their eyes, they noticed the scenery below.
"What a beautiful scenery! It's no wonder it's one of the four major halls of Tianyun Sect. Just the advantages of its natural environment are enough to make other sects envious." Yang Xuan opened his eyes, and a flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes. He looked at the golden glass palace below, as well as the gold on the cliffs and precipices around it, shining brightly and reflecting the entire hall like a celestial abode."
Bang
Yang Xuan steps forward, a large amount of power surges into the tip of his toe, spreading over the surface of the stone tablet. With this formidable force, he gazes at the scenery below, while the surrounding clouds also open their eyes and accompany Yang Xuan to the edge of the stone tablet, gazing at the scenery below.
Yun Wanli exclaimed with envy, "That is Flame Gold, a legendary gold that nurtures the power of fire. It is completely different from ordinary gold, as it is exceptionally tough and can easily be compared to peak-grade magical weapons. Even if we, the Yun family, possess a relatively large piece, it is still incomparable to the ones found in this mountain range."
"Really?" Yang Xuan was also shocked. He did not expect that these eight major sects would have such a rich heritage. After all, the Yun family had at least one fifth-level celestial powerhouse, but the gap seemed insurmountable.
“Of course, let's continue waiting. I anticipate there will be more matters later. I hope we can be together, so that everyone has someone to look after.” Yun Wanli also tidied his clothes a bit and stood upright, waiting for the words of the Holy King Palace Master.
Hualala~~~
During the conversation, the Lord of the Holy King Palace had already opened a spatial crack, and a large number of fragments followed his progress, directly turning into countless stars in the void and dissipating. As for the Lord of the Holy King Palace, he had already appeared in the square below. In this one action, it covered at least a hundred zhang, and the Lord of the Holy King Palace directly crossed over, a method that only a six-stage heavenly expert could achieve.
"You newbies can wait here, I'll set up the Yuanli Light Bridge for you first, be prepared." The Lord of the Holy King's Palace's face went slightly serious from a relaxed expression as he looked at the pitch-black stele in the sky, and the disciples around looked at the Lord of the Holy King's Palace with passionate eyes, waiting for him to display his techniques.
"The lord has displayed his amazing abilities. Our lord is the 2nd strongest in the Fourth Hall, surpassing the Heavenly Dragon Lord by a mile."
"I saw this last year, but I never thought I would be able to see it again today. It's a great experience for myself."
"Everyone, let's stop talking and just watch the Lord of the Holy King demonstrate his skills. We need to quiet down."
The surrounding disciples kept discussing, but their words were extremely respectful towards the Lord of the Holy King. After all, a six Heavenly Stage expert was considered a legendary figure in the entire Eastern Region. The strongest in their families were only at the fifth Heavenly Stage, and some were even at the fourth Heavenly Stage, far from being comparable to the presence before their eyes.
The eyes of the "Light" Lord flickered with several strands of green flame, as if burning frantically within the gaze of the Holy King Lord. The Lord casually waved and several powerful elemental forces turned into waves of blue light, surrounding the sky like ripples of water.
"Condense!" The Grandmaster of the Holy King's Hall shouted loudly, like a deep bell. The sound resonated, causing all disciples to shake their minds and feel a surge of discomfort in their bodies.
Boom boom boom
A large amount of green elemental power condensed into a huge sky bridge, directly connecting the black stone tablet tightly with the square. The light bridge, several dozen yards thick and nearly a hundred yards long, stands on the stone tablet.
"Let's go," Yang Xuan frowned slightly and looked down at the Saint King Palace Lord below, surprised in his heart. After all, he hadn't expected the Saint King Palace Lord to possess such divine powers. With immense strength, he walked straight towards the bottom, moving at an extremely fast speed, like lightning. The sound of the wind whistled constantly in his ears.
"I'm leaving too." Yun Wanli laughed loudly, took a leap, and followed behind Yang Xuan as they rushed down. They were the first to go, and the dozens of people behind naturally had no hesitation. They followed after in a rhythmic manner, continuously running on the bridge until they reached the square.
Bang
When the last person falls down, the gaze of the Saint King Temple Master relaxes, he exhales a breath, waves his sleeve, and a large amount of green light elemental power naturally turns into stars, continuously gathering on the Temple Master's body, and the turbulent elemental power is like a tornado, constantly resounding around. This tremendous show of force astonishes everyone present.
"Receive"
After the Lord of the Holy Palace finished everything, he gave a command to the sky stone stele. The hundred-zhang tall stone stele rapidly transformed into tens of zhang and then a black glow emerged from the palm of the Holy King's hand, leaving behind a faint arc of black light.
"No wonder he is a top-tier powerhouse in the Sixth Heaven, exuding dominance with every move." Yun Wanli watched the central square, staring tightly at the eyes of the Lord of the Saint King's Palace with a look of envy. He possessed the bloodline of the Berserker, and as long as there were no problems, it was not impossible for him to become a top-tier powerhouse in the Sixth Heaven. Once he achieved that, their Yun family and the surrounding area would definitely become absolute domineering rulers."
"You guys are new here." A disciple dressed in blue walked up to Yang Xuan and Yun Wanli, his small eyes flickering occasionally with a trace of sharpness, staring intently at Yang Xuan.
"Hehe, it seems that their strength is quite good. Getting to know them might come in handy in the future." The disciple in green attire, with a cunning smile on his face, is called Mowang. Among this group of disciples in green attire, he is skilled in socializing. He understands that his own strength is not impressive, but knowing some powerful disciples is also a form of strength for himself. Therefore, although his strength here is not that great, no one dares to provoke him.
"Hmm," Yang Xuan nodded subconsciously, looking at the disciple with a long face and slightly squinted eyes in front of him. He could feel the aura of a double-tiered Heavenly Layer emanating from the latter, clearly surpassing himself and the others by one level. It would be better to be polite.
"Can you tell me your names? From now on, we will be disciples of the Holy King Temple. It's necessary for us to get acquainted. If you encounter any troubles in the future, you can come to me and I will definitely help you solve them." Mo Wang smiled.
"That's right, I am Yang Xuan, and this is Yun Wanli. We both come from remote areas, so if there's anything we don't know in the future, we'll naturally come to ask Senior Brother." Yang Xuan smiled, and his warm smile really pleased Mo Wang.
Boom boom boom
Just at this moment, Master of the Holy King stepped forward and said loudly, "All the new disciples follow me to the Ancestral God's Territory. I will use the Holy King's spiritual power to give you enlightenment. All disciples, listen to me." The voice was powerful, echoing throughout the entire canyon, constantly reverberating.
"It's really great to be consecrated. If only I could be consecrated again." Someone's face showed envy as they looked at the central palace lord.
"What does it mean to be consecrated?" Yang Xuan didn't quite understand, but he noticed the envious expression on Senior Brother Mo Wang's face, so he couldn't help but ask.