Over a thousand years of development, the Mingguang Realm has long since become the most dazzling and radiant realm in the entire Mortal Realm.
After undergoing numerous inspections, the airship was able to pass through each checkpoint.
The half-demon sentinel stood somewhat nervously beside the red-armored commander, but couldn't help looking around, his eyes occasionally flashing with amazement.
I followed his gaze.
Cities of spiritual cultivators stood majestically, with towering palaces floating above them. Pedestrians traversed the densely packed, spiderweb-like floating roads, their feet barely touching the ground, moving at incredible speeds.
"That's the 'Celestial Patrol Hall,' the center that maintains all order in the city. Inside the hall is a ' Celestial Cycle Mirror,' which can monitor the city's traffic and energy flow, ensuring that pedestrians and flying boats travel on their own paths without interfering with each other."
"If an enemy attacks, the Sky Patrol Palace can instantly activate the city's protective array, transforming the entire city into a war fortress."
Seemingly equally bored, the red-armored commander began to explain to the half-demon sentinels what they were seeing.
After spending some time together, the half-demon sentinels came to understand their leader and realized that he was a kind-hearted leader despite his cold exterior.
So it was quite natural to ask, "Then where does the spiritual energy needed for these cities to function come from? From the spiritual veins of heaven and earth?"
"Where would we find so many spiritual veins? Besides, even if we did, wouldn't it be better to use them for farming? Using them to power a city would be such a waste." The red-armored commander shook his head and chuckled.
He then explained, "The energy that keeps these cities running comes from the spiritual core buried underground in the city center. It was created by the great Azure Emperor, crystallized from highly concentrated Great Void energy, and crafted with the aid of array formations."
"A single spiritual core can connect with the Great Void, transforming its power into the spiritual energy of heaven and Great Void to nourish the entire city. Do you see those rivers of light in the sky?"
"That's the Celestial Cycle River of Light, essentially a manifestation of spiritual energy. It covers the entire city, allowing all flying boats, buildings, and puppets to replenish their spiritual energy through the river. However, it's unsuitable for cultivation; it's too Berserk and chaotic."
"Of course, the Celestial Cycle Mother River in Tianfu City is an exception. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Mother River is extremely pure and exceptionally gentle, making it very suitable for both cultivation and driving various spiritual artifacts!"
The commander in red armor explained the situation to his personal guard while also giving him some instructions.
The half-demon sentinel listened attentively, nodding vigorously from time to time.
As the two talked and listened, time passed and the flying boat arrived in front of Tianfu City.
When the half-demon sentinel saw the Great Yi before him, even though he had imagined it countless times in his mind, he still showed an expression of utter amazement.
Above the sea of clouds, countless rays of light transformed into ink and brush, and the sky itself became a scroll, depicting a magnificent city that shone brightly across all realms.
It stands tall in the sky, swallowing the sun and moon, encompassing all things. The entire city is based on nine enormous floating divine mountains, which are intertwined, anchored, and stabilized by divine chains of law as thick as mountains, forming a near-perfect circular structure, as if it were to Eternity roam under the sky.
Anyone who arrives in Tianfu City for the first time, regardless of their cultivation level, is awestruck by the breathtaking and magnificent scenery that surpasses all imagination.
Above the nine floating divine mountains, array runes flow day and night, drawing upon the power of Great Void Void. Above Tianfu City, a dazzling "Celestial Cycle Mother River" encircles the entire city.
It is not a real river, but a celestial river formed by the convergence of Endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, starlight, and the power of the Great Void. It is both the source of power for the entire city and the navigation track for public flying boats that shuttle back and forth.
Countless streamlined airships glided silently along the tracks set by the mother river, like fish swimming in the Milky Way, carrying passengers to various parts of the city.
Beyond the Celestial Cycle Mother River, thousands of sails compete, and all sorts of private flying boats shuttle between buildings of different styles. This is a symbol of status and position. Ordinary spiritual cultivators are not qualified to pilot flying boats above the city.
The half-demon sentinel saw the simple, unadorned green leaf boat, the "Cloud Boat" with its carved beams and painted rafters unfolding like a pavilion, and even the "Spirit Beast Tower Ship" piloted by disciples of powerful sects and powered by the spirits of rare birds and beasts, leaving trails of colorful clouds wherever they went.
In comparison, their standard flying boat, the Mingguang Ferry, although larger and more imposing, was rather commonplace and lacked any distinctive features.
The buildings in the city are all suspended above the ground, either relying on the terrain or floating directly in the air.
From bustling shops to grand mansions, all are adorned with soaring eaves and intricate brackets, enveloped in a soft, ethereal glow.
Throughout these buildings, puppets powered by spirit stones can be seen everywhere. They come in various shapes and sizes, some are shop assistants, others are household servants, and they are so lifelike that they seem to be real people.
If it weren't for the symbols representing puppets on their chests, the half-demon sentinels would have almost failed to recognize that those smiling faces were actually inanimate puppets.
"The magnificent Jade Capital hangs in the ninth heaven, and flying boats and star rafts cross the cloud bridge."
Jade palaces float on the mountain, reaching the golden gates; spiritual veins flow and transform into azure waves.
A thousand sails race on the Celestial Cycle River of Light, and myriad laws are revealed in the Great Void sea of clouds.
"If not for the Creator of the Azure Emperor, how could we celebrate the celestial court in this prosperous age?"
Suddenly, a long chanting sound came from beside him. The half-demon sentinel turned his head and saw that it was his master.
After reciting the poem, the Red-Armored Commander smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I've been home; this was just a spontaneous remark."
"Your writing is excellent, sir."
"Haha, just a limerick. Come on, let's go for a stroll in Yanxia Lane."
"Yanxiafang? What place is that?"
"Hehe, you'll see when we get there."
Amidst the drifting colorful clouds and swirling mists, a magnificent and exquisite pavilion stands proudly.
The pure white smoke from the burning spirit wood transformed into serpents, coiling around the clouds like guardian spirits.
The half-demon sentinel took a sip of the Baicao Spirit Porridge and ate a piece of Purple Cloud Cake. Feeling the rapidly increasing spiritual power within his body, he let out a long breath.
"This is what life is all about!"
"Follow me, and there will be plenty of days like this in the future," the red-armored commander said, picking his teeth with a wooden skewer.
The half-demon sentinels noticed that their commander seemed to have become a different person after arriving in Tianfu City. His previous seriousness and rigidity had been replaced by a carefree and unrestrained demeanor, like a playboy, dashing and unruly.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two visited many more places.
Under the leadership of the Red Armor Commander, the half-demon sentinels, who came from rather ordinary backgrounds, gained a great deal of knowledge.
Nightfall quietly descended upon the Mingguang Realm, but Tianfu City seemed oblivious. The Celestial Cycle Mother River became even more dazzling than during the day, transforming into a flowing galaxy, gently yet resiliently supporting the glory of the Great Yi Dynasty.
The next day.
The half-demon sentinels, now dressed in new attire, entered the Imperial Palace, located in the heart of Tianfu City, led by a red-armored commander.
Upon arriving here, the red-armored commander's expression once again became serious and solemn. He walked forward meticulously, each step as if measured with a ruler, leaving no room for error.
Seeing this, the half-demon sentinel also became cautious, only daring to glance at the surrounding scenery out of the corner of his eye. Even so, he was still shocked.
The imperial palace may not appear large, but it contains a vast and complex universe within.
The space here seems to expand Infinity, with an independent Starry Sky above the dome, where nebulae swirl and cast a cool and sacred Radiance.
The ground, paved with eternal blue jade, is covered with lotus-shaped patterns. It is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the stars in the dome. Walking on it is like strolling among the stars.
Supporting the main hall are a full nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine jade pillars with coiled dragons. The True Dragon wrapped around them seem to be able to come to life at any moment. In particular, their cold dragon eyes constantly emit a faint yet tangible dragon might, which makes the half-demon sentinel feel a chill in his heart.
Within this hall, where tranquility and magnificence intertwine, there are seemingly omnipresent silver-armored warriors.
They stood silently at every key point of the palace, clad in armor woven from starlight threads, with stars flowing across it as if condensed from a galaxy.
Beneath the mask, pairs of calm, icy eyes resembled those of their own commander.
Yulin Army!
The half-demon sentinel thought to himself, his heart pounding. How wonderful it would be if he could join such a powerful and imposing army.
Unfortunately, my skills were too weak.
The weakest members of the Yulin Army are Golden Core Realm cultivators; ordinary Golden Core cultivators simply cannot get in.
Even a prodigy like the Commander, with his exceptional talent and a father who is a captain, only managed to become a squad leader.
The half-demon sentinel understood his role; he was definitely going to join the auxiliary army, which was the unit responsible for maintaining the logistics of the Yulin Army. The unit was large in number, but it was very lucrative, with all kinds of benefits, much better than the poor border guards. Generally, only the trusted confidants of the Yulin Army Guards could be squeezed into it.
The facts were pretty much as the half-demon sentinel had predicted.
After the Red Armor Commander officially joined the Yulin Army, he was quickly assigned to the auxiliary army as a personal guard, and his resource supply increased by nearly ten times compared to the border guards.
There were also many things I had never heard of before.
For example, secret locations such as "Temple of Time" and "Realm of Void".
The former can accelerate time, while the latter can project a full version of their own strength to engage in combat and hone their skills. Even if they die, it's nothing; at most, they'll just be Divine Power exhausted.
Under the favorable training environment, the half-demon sentinel did not slack off in the slightest. The potential hidden deep within his bloodline began to erupt, and he made rapid progress.
On this day, in the Realm of Void.
Two figures were engaged in a fierce battle.
One of them was a giant golden ape, three zhang tall. When it made a move, golden spiritual energy surged like the sea and boiled like a volcanic eruption. Its powerful aura was dazzling.
His opponent, unable to withstand this Berserk onslaught, quickly shattered and vanished.
All that remained was the giant ape roaring to the sky, pounding its massive chest.
The image freezes at this point.
His two eyes, as bright as stars, slowly withdrew their gaze.
A smile flickered in Logo's eyes as he sat cross-legged on the imperial throne.
"Not bad, little fellow. His bloodline is so-so, but his luck is strong. Is he an angel automatically sent forth by the dynasty's luck after sensing danger? That's interesting."
As the ruler of the Great Yi Dynasty, Logo was originally unable to Energy Break and see through the Fate and cause and effect of the half-demon sentinels.
However, his mere status as the ruler of the Fate Dynasty was of no use to Logo.
A thousand years have passed, Logo's Chaos Body is only a hair's breadth away from reaching the Great Perfection.
His life level had long surpassed the realm of True God, reaching the limit of what could be Containment, and attaining the level of Main God.
Thanks to this, the power of the Eye of Insight, this Miracle Creation, was finally fully restored.
With his help, Logo summarized his own cultivation and, based on the Spirit Saint Dao system, created a classic cultivation text called "The Blue Lotus Meditation and Nirvana Heart Sutra"!
This scripture takes chaos as its foundation, enlightenment comes from emptiness, it is upheld by the mind, and it is reborn through Nirvana.
Each Nirvana is a strengthening and reorganization of the Chaos Body.
After nine Nirvana, the Chaos Body was finally perfected.
By then, Logo will also achieve the Dao Merging Realm, which is the realm of the Main God of the Astral Realm.
Unfortunately, due to his incomplete understanding of Samsara, after eight Nirvana, Logo could no longer advance.
This wait lasted for a century.
Fortunately, the opportunity has finally arrived!
Seated on his imperial throne, Logo's gaze pierced through the barrier between the Mortal Realm and the Divine Realm, reaching a distant place, a realm emanating a chilling demonic aura.
The Nirvana Demon Realm.
"The Demon Emperor is about to emerge? Ha..."
A cryptic laugh echoed out, Logo closed his eyes again.
Meanwhile, outside the Demon Realm, a pair of pupils emitting a hazy blue light slowly opened.
It was the Qinglian Clone that had been active in the Divine Realm.