This small pagoda, neither gold nor jade, emitted strands of precious light when activated by the True Lord's Magic Power.
The radiant light obscures its true nature; apart from the base, the tower has seven stories.
Each floor of the tower is exquisitely crafted, as if it were made by a master craftsman.
Within those towering structures, something seemed to be sealed off; upon closer inspection, one could see each tower slowly rotating.
The higher you look, the smaller the tower becomes, and at the very top of the seventh floor stands a perfectly round jewel.
Although the precious pearl was at the top of the tower, it did not come into contact with the tower at all.
It would occasionally rise and fall briefly at the top, and the rays of precious light would emanate from this bead.
As strands of precious light shone forth, Perfected Lord Pinglu exuded an inexplicable aura of power.
It was as if this pagoda had empowered him, making his aura as Golden Immortal even more magnificent.
Xu Long recalled his Senior Brother He's loss of voice in the air earlier, and he knew that the pagoda in Perfected Lord Pinglu's hand was called: Thousand-Jun Tower!
The Thousand-Jun Tower, as its name suggests, is a small pagoda with a weight of a thousand jun (a unit of weight), and for cultivators, a thousand jun represents infinity.
Do not underestimate this seven-story pagoda. Although its name is only "Thousand Jun," the mass contained within it is infinite.
Xu Long secretly pondered the small tower within the precious light, while the Duck Beast King in the air was also subtly observing Perfected Lord Pinglu.
On the altar, the two sides were instantly locked in a stalemate, but Perfected Lord Pinglu had not yet made any move.
His frail body stood steadily in the air, his withered hands supporting the layers of pagodas.
The appearance of Perfected Lord Pinglu, radiating precious light and exuding a powerful aura, was fully revealed to everyone.
Those below who saw the radiant light knew that the True Lord had personally arrived.
In this Boundless Wilderness, only the Perfected Lord Pinglu can control this pagoda.
At this moment, the beam of light dissipated, revealing a thin figure beneath the purple robe.
Upon seeing the true face of the True Lord, everyone was instantly invigorated.
After standing still, they respectfully bowed with one hand towards the air, and at the same time, they all said in unison:
"Greetings, True Lord!"
"Greetings, True Lord!"
"Greetings, True Lord!"
In an instant, the sound waves seemed to surge both inside and outside the temple, with the sounds echoing among the cultivators.
Everyone in the crowd was bowing and making gestures of respect, Xu Long naturally mingled in the crowd, pretending to do the same.
The overwhelming power of this roar actually suppressed the surrounding beast tide.
As Perfected Lord Pinglu appeared in the air and confronted the Duck Beast King, the situation between the cultivators and the ferocious beasts seemed to be reversed in an instant.
Seeing the power and might of their own side, the cultivators couldn't help but feel sincere admiration for Perfected Lord Pinglu.
Looking at that figure standing tall in the air, who alone had withstood thousands of troops, Xu Long couldn't help but feel a sense of awe:
The Golden Immortal True Lord truly possesses an elegant and dignified bearing!
When Perfected Lord Pinglu saw everyone greeting him from the air, he disregarded his status as Golden Immortal.
He turned around in mid-air, bowed slightly to the crowd below, and said with a hearty smile:
"Hahaha! Greetings, fellow Daoists! This old Daoist returns the greetings!"
Seeing that he looked exactly like a little old man, everyone was deeply moved and unanimously said, "We dare not."
A dignified Golden Immortal True Lord actually returned the greeting to a group of low-level cultivators, without showing any regard for his status in his words.
This small gesture alone won the favor of many people.
Before the crowd could even process what was happening, the Perfected Lord Pinglu suddenly straightened his posture in mid-air, his expression turning solemn, and spoke in a stern tone:
"With a formidable enemy at our side, we must all unite as one! I hereby grant Zhu Peizi the right to lead the cultivators and break through the outer beast tide!"
"Your disciple will humbly obey the Dharma's decree!"
Zhu Peizi below swallowed some pills, and her breathing had recovered considerably.
He did not hesitate at all when faced with his master's arrangement.
After clasping his hands together and bowing towards the sky, he picked up his spear and took the lead out of the Metal Moat and Boiling Rampart Formation.
Seeing this, the garrisoned cultivators disregarded the threat of the beast tide and quickly followed.
He Huaibao's expression changed several times as he looked at the formation of the cultivators around him.
He gritted his teeth and slapped the water beneath him. A dark shadow lifted him up and followed Zhu Peizi away.
Seeing that Mystic Immortal Perfected Being had already left the formation to defend against the enemy, the people inside had not yet made any arrangements, but simply held firm to their previous formation without wavering.
Xu Long's heart skipped a beat upon seeing this, a bad feeling rising within him. However, before he could react, Perfected Lord Pinglu in the air spoke sternly again:
"As for my fellow Daoists... then join me in defeating the enemy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Long cursed the old bastard in his heart. Only then did he realize that the old man had been prepared all along.
With the Beast King posing a threat from above and the Beast Tide a threat from below, releasing Zhu Peizi and her group was to resist the Beast Tide and the high-level ferocious beasts.
The greatest enemy, the Duck Beast King, is one that Perfected Lord Pinglu must deal with himself.
Of course, now we have to include low-level cultivators like Xu Long...
Upon hearing this, the crowd stirred slightly, but the leading cultivators seemed to have anticipated it, shaking their heads with wry smiles.
Xu Long knew perfectly well that the Duck Beast King was the core of the beast tide, and that its power alone had already withstood an army of thousands.
With the Thousand-Jun Tower in his hand, Perfected Lord Pinglu can naturally fight it to a standstill. If these low-level cultivators go with him, wouldn't they just be cannon fodder?
Only then did Xu Long realize that when those True Spirit were searching through the crowd earlier, they were probably trying to separate everyone one by one.
The group had previously channeled their Magic Power into the banners, thus establishing a connection with the formation formed by the banners.
Perfected Lord Pinglu is also a master of formations; subduing them would only take a moment!
As soon as Xu Long had the thought, he felt a powerful force coming towards him.
Before I could even resist, I heard a loud "boom" in my ears.
The enormous banners that had been buried deep in the earth were now being pulled out by a tremendous force.
Before the cultivators' Magic Power could be completely extinguished, they were all startled and moved along with the banner.
Xu Long disregarded his panic and quickly focused his golden gaze, scanning the sky.
The Perfected Lord Pinglu in the air had a solemn expression, and his wide sleeves suddenly opened.
The hollow sleeves seemed to conceal a spatial rift, with endless darkness enveloping everyone's heads.
Despite the large number of cultivators below, the Golden Immortal True Monarch merely flicked his sleeve, and all of them were instantly pulled out of the formation.
Those in the air were still in shock, thinking to themselves: Shouldn't we be keeping a close watch on the temple?
Only then did Xu Long realize that this guy really wanted everyone to join him in resisting the Duck Beast King.
Even the Golden Immortal True Monarch himself is going all out, ready to fight the Beast King outside. What's the point of guarding the Daoist temple now?