There are countless floating fairy islands floating in the clouds in the sky. On each fairy island, there are ancient and magnificent palaces and attics.
The cornices, carved dragons and phoenixes are all of the ancient Immortal Clan style buildings. After hundreds of millions of years of wind and rain, they are still dazzling and immortal.
The fairy music curls up and echoes from the depths of the void. Void Spirit is sacred, cleansing people's hearts and calming all evil spirits.
"It is indeed the palace of the Immortal Emperor, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Luo Chuan glanced around, feeling shocked.
The guard beside him smiled and said, "Senior, I don't know something, but there is a formation in this imperial city that can continuously condense energy."
"The mortals and monks living here are the ultimate beings. They can even live longer every year and help mortals live for hundreds of years."
Hearing the guard's words, Luo Chuan nodded slightly, naturally feeling that the lifespan of the mortals here was no less than that of monks in the Nascent Soul Realm realm.
As expected of the Xiangang Continent.
Along the way, you can see Immortal Clan imperial guards wearing gilded immortal armor and having deep and vast auras everywhere along the way.
These Immortal Clan monks, who seem to be just standing guard, each have profound cultivation above the Void Profound level. Immortal light flows around their body, their Daoist rhyme is calm, their eyes are as sharp as sharp edges, and their postures are as tall as pine. They stand solemnly on both sides, carrying the majesty of the imperial way.
If placed in an outer continent like Green Demon Continent, Heavenly Ox Continent, any one person would be a giant of a place, a sect ancestor level figure, who could sit on the territory of a continent and intimidate a country for hundreds or thousands of years.
But among this Immortal Emperor Imperial City, they are just the most ordinary guards on duty.
It can be seen that the horror of the Immortal Clan's background and the vastness of the imperial city's layout are definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary continents.
As we walked all the way, the deeper we went into the imperial city, the more powerful the pressure between heaven and earth became.
The rules of heaven and earth here far exceed those of any other area in the outside world. The Tao is condensed, the laws are stable, and every inch of the void is blessed by the power of the Immortal Emperor.
For ordinary monks here, every move they make must be suppressed by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and they dare not be even the slightest bit arrogant.
Along the way, there are pavilions stretching for thousands of miles, palaces scattered at random, the spirit of immortality is like the sea, and the auspiciousness is overwhelming.
Countless ancient stone tablets stand on both sides of the road, on which are inscribed the rise and fall of the Immortal Clan through the ages.
The achievements of the Immortal Emperors of the past dynasties, the supreme Dao marks, the words are thick, the sentences are vicissitudes, and the Dao rhyme circulates endlessly, quietly telling the supreme glory of the Immortal Clan dominating Immortal Firmament for endless years.
Walking on this land, you can't help but feel insignificant, as if your own cultivation and your own path seem insignificant in front of this eternal imperial city and the eternal Immortal Clan.
"Senior, His Majesty the Immortal Emperor is here, please come with me."
Luo Chuan nodded slightly, his expression always calm and indifferent, his steps calm and unhurried, not the slightest bit cramped and reserved.
Deep in his soul Chaos Primordial Soul lies dormant quietly, the source of all souls protects his body, and all the ways of heaven and earth do not press him down.
Even though Immortal Emperor Imperial City is in the eighth-level Great Heavenly Venerable, facing the overwhelming pressure of the emperor and the supreme Tao Yun, his mind is still stable, his Tao heart is clear, and he is not shocked by honor or disgrace.
The several Immortal Clan guards leading the way bowed their heads all the way, not daring to raise their heads and look directly at Luo Chuan, but deep in their hearts, there was already an endless storm.
They have been stationed in the imperial city all year round and have seen countless powerful figures from all walks of life who came to see the Immortal Emperor, the supreme king of the continent, and the ancestors of the sect.
Those top figures who usually dominate one place and look down upon the common people, after stepping into the imperial city, all of them are in awe, step cautiously, dare not breathe, and are filled with the utmost respect for the Immortal Emperor and the imperial city.
Only the young senior named Luo Chuan in front of him seemed young in age and had an unfathomable bearing. Walking along the royal road of the imperial city, he was like strolling in a courtyard, neither humble nor overbearing, calm and indifferent.
Looking at the entire Immortal Firmament younger generation and even the older generation, there are very few geniuses with such a character and character.
Several people became more and more certain that the person His Majesty personally sent to wait for him was indeed an extraordinary person.
Walking all the way through the endless palace corridors and crossing multiple fairy gate barriers, in about half a stick of incense, everyone finally arrived at the core of the imperial city, the most supreme holy land - Supreme Heavenly Emperor Hall.
Before he even got close, a supreme imperial power that suppressed the world for eternity, ruled Immortal Clan, and surpassed all the ways, suddenly rushed towards him.
The air currents in the entire world were stagnant, and the fairy clouds all over the sky bowed their heads. All the surrounding buildings, mountains, rivers, and auras all expressed the intention of surrender and worship at this moment.
Heavenly Emperor Hall stands on the highest immortal platform in the center of the imperial city. Its entire body is made of divine gold from heaven and has been cast for thousands of years Immortal Jade.
The temple is hundreds of millions of miles in diameter, majestic and majestic, standing tall against the sky and the earth, like a supreme god sleeping for eternity, suppressing the fate of the entire imperial city.
On the top of the hall are dragons and phoenixes, and thousands of supreme runes are winding and flowing. The golden light pierces the sky and penetrates the heaven and earth.
Endless golden imperial light curtains hang down around the palace, layer upon layer, as thick as a mountain, engraved with the inheritance of the Immortal Ancestor, the eight-level supreme Dao marks of Great Heavenly Venerable, which are sacred and majestic and cannot be desecrated.
The thousand-step white jade ladder in front of the palace leads directly to the sky. Each step suppresses an old Dao Ancient rule. It has been accumulated through the ages and has carried the footsteps of countless Immortal Clan supremes.
Ordinary Heavenly Venerable powerful people who set foot on this white jade ladder must use all their strength to resist the pressure of the imperial way and feel the utmost awe in their hearts.
"Senior, Heavenly Emperor Hall has arrived. Your Majesty is waiting for you in the palace. We can only send you here."
Several Immortal Clan guards all stopped, bowed their heads, and saluted respectfully, not daring to take another half step forward.
Luo Chuan nodded slightly, looked up, and looked at the eternal supreme hall that stood tall in the sky and the earth, then raised his steps lightly and stepped onto the white jade ladder alone.
With each step, the void shook slightly and the Tao rhyme sounded softly.
The heavy imperial pressure continued to wash over the whole body, but it could not shake Luo Chuan's Daoist heart at all. Chaos Primordial Soul quietly circulated, all the ways were unified, and all suppression and all deterrence were silently resolved.
In an instant, Luo Chuan walked up the thousand-level ladder and reached the gate of the Heavenly Emperor Hall.
Two ancient palace doors with a height of 10,000 feet, inscribed with the Immortal Clan pictures of the rise and fall of mountains and rivers throughout the ages, with vicissitudes of texture and thick Daoist rhyme, are slowly opening inwards on their own at this moment.
Boom.
A deep and thick roar resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and the lingering sound echoed into the sky.
The moment the door opened, endless bright golden fairy light poured out from the palace, illuminating the sky for thousands of miles and illuminating the entire imperial city.
An ultimate power far beyond the level of Great Heavenly Venerable, enveloped in gentle and majestic force, without any malice, only the supreme tolerance, eternal calmness.
Luo Chuan stepped up and walked calmly into the Heavenly Emperor Hall.
The hall is vast and empty, boundless, like an independent universe.
Hundreds of millions of star fairy lanterns hang on the top of the hall, which are eternally bright and shed endless soft light, illuminating the entire hall.
The floor is paved with eternal supreme spiritual patterns, criss-crossing, connecting the fortune and luck of the entire hall.