The True Lord of Welcome Ying Isle
True Lord Changyin used his Divine Ability to suppress the raging the Unseen. His sleeves swayed slightly as he glanced at True Lord Changshu, who had broken through the Unseen and escaped, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Just as he had said, True Lord Changshu personally tested the sharpness of the immortal Immortal Sword in True Lord Chi Sui's hand.
Unfortunately, he was forced back by the sword, and a Sword Scar was left on his Dharma Body. Sword Intent is not so easy to remove.
What exactly are his plans?
Changshu was in dire need of refining his Third Divine Ability, yet he provoked Chi Sui at this crucial moment, resulting in injury to his Dharma Body. It was truly a case of losing more than he gained.
Yet he still did it, which shows that the Sword Scar on his Dharma Body would not cause him any loss, and might even be beneficial.
Thinking of Changshu's trip to the Northern Lands to take charge of the overall situation, Changyin had some vague guesses.
"Is he trying to use the Immortal Sword Sword Intent to forcibly refine the Slay the Thief Changze into his own body?"
Before he could think any further, a gray mist surged from the Unseen, Daoist emerged from it.
He arrived adorned with a tall crown and wide belt, dressed in pristine white, carrying a sword in his arms.
True Lord Changshu bowed slightly. "The Azure Ram Temple has indeed produced many talented individuals. Now that the Revealed Grotto Heaven, congratulations to the Azure Ram Temple for finally having a Grotto Heaven."
True Lord Chi Sui ignored him and looked down at the scene unfolding in the Blessed Land. His gaze pierced through the Unseen and landed on the two figures who had been plotting for Six Hundred Years.
Jiang Bianyan, Nian Renshang.
They used Human Reversal to manipulate the tides and reap the rewards of the world, and now they are frantically absorbing the last surge of power to nourish themselves. If there were two more chances, perhaps they could truly break through the threshold of the Inner Vision and escape from this cage. But now, there is no longer any opportunity.
Chi Sui's gaze lingered on them for a moment. In the Blessed Land, the two figures who could be called heroes were gradually losing their vitality.
A single glance was enough to kill.
He withdrew his gaze, wrote an Edict in the air, and casually tossed it into the Blessed Land. Then, without looking at that place again, he turned and left with his sword, stepping into the frozen Grotto Heaven.
Within the Blessed Land, Li Fuchan gazed at the Edict that had appeared out of thin air before him, bearing only a few words.
"Return to Azure Ram Temple".
This was an Edict, and also a protection granted to him and True Lord Chi Sui Wei Xinyun.
With this, they can leave this Human-Reversal Blessed Land without any further constraints from any rules.
It's over. There's nothing more they can do on this journey to this Blessed Land.
Wei Shuo remained standing, his gaze slightly raised, seemingly waiting for something. The True Lord of Pivot Court hadn't yet shown any intention of taking him away; he wondered what other plans he had. Li Fuchan withdrew his gaze, turned to Wei Xinyun beside him, and said softly, "Let's go, Junior Sister."
Wei Xinyun nodded. The two of them faced the Edict and bowed respectfully. "Disciple receives the Edict."
As soon as the words were spoken, an irresistible Guiding Force emanated from the Edict, landing on the two of them. Their bodies were slowly lifted up, about to leave this world.
Just then, Wei Xinyun suddenly turned around and glanced back. Jiang Bianyan and Nian Renshang. Those two figures who had plotted for over six hundred years, using Human Reversal the world, were killed in a single glance by the Purple Mansion.
No matter how magnificent the events, no matter how heroic the figures, beneath the Purple Mansion, all are but ants.
Just as Wei Xinyun was about to look away, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Daoist below the Blessed Land out of the corner of her eye.
She frowned slightly and stared intently. The person was actually the Third Disciple sent by the Pivot Court on this trip, and his name seemed to be Ning Xiu Cong.
Upon entering the Blessed Land, Wei Shuo and Wei Xiang went first, but this person never showed up from beginning to end. She originally thought that he had died somewhere, but unexpectedly, he appeared below unharmed.
She stared for a moment, then her gaze suddenly sharpened as a white light shone from between the eyebrows of the disciple from the Pivot Court.
She recognized the white light; it was the Hegemonic Art of the Yu Kingdom.
During the previous battle against the Human Reversal, Jiang Bianyan and Nian Renshang appeared one after another. Before Yu Gongtan could use the momentum of the Human Reversal to condense his body, Li Fuchan shattered the white light that had just appeared with a single sword.
She had thought that Yu Gongtan had completely vanished under that thunderous Sword Qi, but she didn't expect that Yu Gongtan was not dead, and even wanted to use the body of this disciple of Pivot Court to escape from this Blessed Land. Wei Xinyun glanced at him and prepared to look away.
That disciple was from the Pivot Court, whose Azure Ram Temple Pivot Court. Moreover, most of these people Blood-Consuming Cultivation- consuming, and were by no means kind. Their lives or deaths were none of her concern.
But just as she turned her head, a gust of wind suddenly swept past her side.
She turned around abruptly, only to see Li Fuchan leap out of the range of the Edict's guidance, transforming into a beam of Mysterious Plain Spell Light and rushing straight towards the disciple of Pivot Court on the ground.
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True Lord Chi Sui emerged from the Unseen, carrying a long sword, before he could do anything, a chilling Sword Intent seeped out, slashing out a line of ghostly light above the Unseen.
The eerie light instantly opened up, transforming into a portal. From within the portal, gusts of wind whistled. Chi Sui pressed down on his sword sheath, his robes fluttering, and stepped inside.
The scenery inside the Grotto Heaven was quite simple.
Only a solitary, slender Lone Mountain and a dilapidated Daoist Temple stand there.
The two wooden doors of the Daoist Temple were half-closed. The paint on the couplets on the doors had peeled off completely, leaving only a few faint ink marks. On the left, one could barely make out the character "cloud," while on the right, it was completely blurred and the words could not be read.
True Lord Chi Sui stood in front of the door, using his Divine Ability. Behind him, thin rays of Illuminating Light rose up, like a ray of light leaking through the dark clouds at night.
Under the protection of "Nightlight Mansion", True Lord Chi Sui finally pushed open the door and entered. The Daoist Temple was very spacious, with white walls on all four sides.
In the very center of the temple stands a stone table, on which lies a book.
The pages were yellowed and the edges were curled, but the ink was still clear, as if it had just been written.
With True Lord Chi Sui learned the contents of the book. "So this is the Human-Reversal Blessed Land."
The Human-Reversal Blessed Land is not in the outside world, but is contained within Grotto Heaven.
However, everything that happens in this Blessed Land is a story that has already been written, including the Jiang Bianyan and the Nian Renshang.
Within the Grotto Heaven, they are all characters in the story. If this story is to continue, more people need to enter the Blessed Land to nourish Blessed Land, and the Blessed Land, in turn, uses its harvest to nourish the Grotto Heaven.
Just as he was about to step forward, a gust of wind suddenly swept in from outside the temple.
The unfolded paper was lifted by a corner, and surprisingly, a page was turned up.
True Lord Chi Sui paused, his gaze falling on the page he had turned over. After a moment of contemplation, he said with understanding, "So this is the Human Reversal, this is the Heaven's Collapse."
Before he could get any closer, Daoist had appeared beside the stone table.
The person had arrived at some unknown time, as if they had always been there.
He wore Dark-Cyan Crane Cloak, with no belt around his waist, the hem of his robe hanging down, and a simple wooden hairpin with a rounded tip was worn across his hair.
His cheeks were thin and pale, his brow bones were high and flat, and his eyebrows were extremely light, almost nonexistent, which made his eyes appear even more deep and unfathomable, like an Ancient Well had been submerged for hundreds of years. He was not tall, but he made the entire Daoist Temple seem cramped.
True Lord Chi Sui saw that person, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he stood frozen in place, the long sword in his arms ringing softly.
The person who suddenly appeared in the Grotto Heaven picked up the Ancient Book on the table, flipped through a few pages, and couldn't help but sigh, "It really isn't that book."
From that sigh True Lord Chi Sui had already discerned many things.
The conflict between Azure Ram Temple and Pivot Court, from the eradication of the "Wandering Gold" cultivators to the power struggle between the two Purple Mansion, and then to the disciples entering Blessed Land and establishing their own Grotto Heaven, everyone was fighting on the Chessboard, but they all forgot to look at the Hand Outside the Chessboard.
Welcome Ying Isle.
They merely casually mentioned wanting a "Wandering Gold" Dao Fruit, and even provided a Blessed Land and a method for locating a Grotto Heaven, which led to the Pivot Court and Azure Ram Temple vying for the same place.
Ultimately, no matter which disciple enters the Blessed Land, and whoever locates this Grotto Heaven first, this True Lord will appear.
Thunder Cultivator of Welcome Ying Isle must not set foot on Land, especially those at the Purple Mansion Lord. Using the conflicts between the Immortal Sect within the sea to achieve their goals is the most effortless method.
With just a single sentence and the location of a Blessed Land, two Immortal Sect within the seas fought over it, while he reaped the benefits. Not only that, but the Pivot Court should probably thank Welcome Ying Isle as well. This is the Great True Lord's cunning. His trip was likely for a book, or perhaps he guessed that the book was within this Grotto Heaven. Through the struggle between the Immortal Sect within the seas in the Human-Reversal Blessed Land, he located this Grotto Heaven and then seized the opportunity to enter, thus not breaking the Jade Thunder's Rule Against Reaching Land.
But now it seems that the book in the Grotto Heaven is not what he wanted.
Chi Sui straightened his clothes and respectfully bowed, saying, "Chi Sui pays respects to the Great True Lord."
The Great True Lord lifted his gaze from the pages of the book, his eyes lingering for a moment on the immortal Immortal Sword held in Chi Sui's arms. He nodded slightly and said, "It has been a long time since I've seen Chi Sui. This time, I must thank your Azure Ram Temple for your assistance."
Chi Sui bowed again. "This junior dares not accept such praise."
The Great True Lord waved his hand, his tone indifferent yet brooking no argument. "Whether you dare or not, you've already lent me a hand. You may take this Grotto Heaven with you. The Azure Ram Temple, having endured for so long, doesn't even have a single Grotto Heaven; it's truly pathetic. However, I will take this book with me."
He paused, then looked down at the book in his hand, namely the Human-Reversal Blessed Land: "Also, I want to take that cultivator in the Blessed Land who obtained the Contrary Thunder Spirit Artifact with me."
Chi Sui remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that won't work. Please forgive me, Great True Lord."
The Great True Lord's gaze lingered on his face for a moment before he slowly nodded. "It's rare for you to ask me for a favor. In that case, I won't take that person. Just deliver the Contrary Thunder Spirit Artifact to me Overseas within five years."
Having said that, without waiting for Chi Sui to speak again, his figure faded away from the stone table, as if he had never been there.