Anping stared intently at the mythical beast egg in front of him.
At this moment!
Click!
The sound of an eggshell cracking rang out quietly!
A small beast rolled out of its eggshell. It was as black as ink, with crimson horns standing upright on its head, and its blue pupils shooting out sharp light. It stood majestically in front of Anping.
Ink Qilin!
This is an auspicious beast!
When Mo Lin appears, the Emperor emerges!
Anping looked at the Ink Qilin, and a strange emotion rose in his heart.
That is the connection and inspiration from the blood of the same Qilin lineage!
At the same time.
Zhou Jin's celestial beast egg also emitted a strong light.
boom!
A beam of light, several feet thick, shot into the sky.
Within the pillar of light, Dao Void slowly emerged, its silver body covered by a large silver mask that perfectly conformed to its shape, with sharp angles and golden light gleaming in its eyes.
Its shoulders, chest, and legs were covered in purple armor, and it had silver wings on its back, which resembled a row of sharp blades and fluttered gently, making it look like an angel!
"This is..." Zhou Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, "An angel!"
In the Three Thousand Worlds, there are many kinds of mounts, most of which are beasts, but there is a very special kind, namely angels that are born from heaven and earth and the sun and moon!
They are neither human nor beast, but possess human physical form and animalistic energy, making them extremely powerful.
The pillar of light gradually dissipated, and the angel flew to Zhou Jin's side. It was only two feet tall and exuded an aura of cold arrogance.
Zhou Jin's contract is successful!
Thus, all five mythical beast eggs have found their respective owners.
After acquiring mounts, Xie Feng specially refined some celestial-grade pills to nourish their bodies and enhance their strength.
In the remaining days, in addition to their cultivation and teaching, the elders also had the task of taming mounts.
And so the days went by.
One day, Xie Feng and Qi Wuyan climbed to the top of the main peak. They looked down at the mountains and rivers, shrouded in clouds and mist.
The Luo Mo Treasury of Books records that the Heavenly Gate is located in the place where the energy is most concentrated; as long as you find this place, you can open the Heavenly Gate!
This requires an extremely powerful analytical capacity, something only Ten-Foot Heavenly Diviner could accomplish!
Qi Wuyan held the bronze Fate Cauldron, the gray veil covering her eyes fluttering in the wind.
She concentrated on her calculations, and strands of special consciousness emanated from the Fate Cauldron, condensing into waves that spread outwards, gradually covering the Three Thousand Worlds.
Calculating the location of the Heavenly Gate requires an enormous amount of luck and mental energy.
The Ten-Foot Heavenly Diviner is extremely rare due to the immense difficulty of cultivation and the extreme emphasis on talent.
A Ten-Foot Heavenly Diviner would normally need at least three hours to deduce the more difficult location of the Heavenly Gate, but two diviners can shorten that time by more than half!
Time passed little by little.
Before Qi Wuyan, a phantom pattern gradually emerged. The pattern, like a huge scroll, stretched out in the air, standing tall and inspiring awe.
The map depicted above is the entire map of the Three Thousand Worlds!
The map contains extremely detailed information, even down to the specific mountains and roads!
From deduction and investigation to the completion of the map, she only took the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!
Condensing a map requires an immense amount of mental energy, and deducing destiny requires an even more terrifying amount of mental energy.
At this moment.
Xie Feng activated his Heavenly Calculation Energy, unleashing a torrent of energy into the map. Qi Wuyan's pressure eased dramatically, and she immediately adjusted her state, focusing entirely on cooperating with the team.
White clouds gradually formed on the map, especially in certain areas such as Central Continent, Spirit Continent, and Heavenly Continent, where the white clouds were extremely thick, even appearing to be solid white!
The thicker the clouds and fog, the stronger the fortune!
This strange phenomenon startled the Xuanji Sect members. They looked up at the main peak and saw the peculiar map, and were filled with astonishment.
Seeing the change in fortune and considering the strength of the Xuanji Sect, some elders keenly sensed the hidden meaning behind the sect leader's actions.
It is very likely...
The sect leader will be the first Immortal to ascend to heaven in this era!
Pioneers of the Heavenly Road!
On the main peak, the distribution of the world's fortune had been fully formed. Xie Feng looked over and discovered that the place with the strongest fortune was the Xuanji Sect!
"As expected..."
Qi Wuyan smiled gently.
Although she guessed that Xuanji Sect would be the place with the most abundant fortune in the world, it was just a guess. She still needed to use facts to prove it in order to ensure that she was not wrong!
Xie Feng looked up at the sky and thought to himself that he already possessed great fortune, great cultivation, and the Heaven- Heaven-Opening Sword. What he needed to do next was to open up the ninety-nine Heavenly Veins of his Chaos Sacred Body to protect the Xuanji Sect members and ensure their safe and successful ascension!
He told everyone in the sect about his ascension, and they were both surprised and delighted. However, they were also worried about holding him back, so they began to cultivate even more diligently.
Yan Fei went to the Land of Eternal Twilight. Chu Shanjun leaned against a big tree, sitting cross-legged. He was not surprised to see Yan Fei, as if he had expected it!
" Old Meng, I'm leaving!"
"Walk?"
"Follow the sect leader and ascend to the Upper Realm!"
"Good!"
You can do that too?!
Upon hearing this, Chu Shanjun's gaze turned solemn. He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
Yan Fei asked in surprise, "Why? Don't you want to ascend?"
Chu Shanjun nodded. "Yes!"
Yan Fei frowned. "Reaching the pinnacle of enlightenment, isn't that what you've always been pursuing?!"
"Before, I was obsessed with the Sword Dao, and I became obsessed with learning swordsmanship in order to seek a higher level of swordsmanship. Now, I have grasped a trace of the Great Dao of the Sword and my cultivation has stepped into the Human Immortal. My State of Mind is different from before."
"When the Grand Elder angered the old sect leader to death, I went to stop him and fought him fiercely. I became a cripple!"
"These past few days, I've been sitting here thinking a lot. What good is ascension? Is it to pursue a longer lifespan, to achieve immortality? What's so good about immortality?"
"Living too long is like torture; it's better to stay in the Lower Realm and live a peaceful life. Whether in the Upper Realm or Lower Realm realm, one cannot escape the word 'circle'."
" The Lower Realm is a lower-level circle, Upper Realm is a higher-level circle. The Upper Realm, which is so desirable, has love, hate, and grudges, as well as war. It's just a Lower Realm with slightly higher combat power!"
Chu Shanjun said without any sadness or joy.
Yan Fei fell into a long silence, then sat down, rubbed his forehead, and chuckled, "I thought the same thing back then, but now, I crave to become stronger! I crave power! I want to climb the path to Saint!"
"Only by becoming Saint and possessing Supreme power can I protect the people and things I want to protect! Only then will I avoid repeating the tragedy of the Setting Sun Sect's destruction!"
Yan Fei spoke with great passion, his eyes filled with determination.
Chu Shanjun remained silent.
Yan Fei sighed silently in his heart; his thoughts were completely opposite to those of Old Chu!
"Have you really made a decision?" Yan Fei persisted.
"Once a move is made, there's no going back!"
"..."
"..."
After a moment of silence, Chu Shanjun said, "Have a safe journey!"
Yan Fei stared blankly at the former, then suddenly broke down, burying his face in his hands and sobbing.
He lost his mother, his father, his sect, and now he will lose even his last friend, becoming utterly alone!
"Is this the price of becoming stronger?"
Yan Fei murmured.
Chu Shanjun stood up, patted him on the shoulder, then suddenly grabbed him by the collar and punched him unconscious!