Ten Thousand Rays of Rosy Light

The Heavenly Court, the Precious Hall of Lingxiao.

In the center of the empty and desolate hall, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face sat upright on a cloud bed.

He turned slightly to the side, resting his chin on one hand, and was deep in thought with his eyes closed. Just as Su Yao was lost in Boundless Illusion, he suddenly opened his eyes, which were like a galaxy, shining with Silver Light.

He first asked in confusion, then waved his hand, and immediately a small, dark yellow pagoda appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The pagoda has nine stories, densely covered with scriptures, and gleams with Silver Light. The base is engraved with two blurred ancient seal characters: "Haotian".

Looking at the tower, He sighed softly and murmured:

"It was too fast, so fast I almost couldn't react."

After speaking, He extended his slender fingers, and as His fingers moved gently, the Haotian Pagoda burst forth with an even more dazzling Silver Light.

Immediately afterwards, a Silver Light separated from the Haotian Pagoda. Gradually, the Silver Light disappeared, revealing a woman suspended in the air.

He said again:

"Back then, when I saw the sunset glow over the South Sea, I made some calculations and gathered thirty-six people. I never imagined that you would be the one to receive such good fortune."

After speaking, He chuckled softly, the sound echoing for a long time in the empty hall.

Immediately afterwards, He gently waved his right hand, and outside the palace, the precious mirror hanging on the plaque of the Precious Hall of Lingxiao suddenly burst forth with a dazzling silver light.

Not far away, in the Hall of Complete Illumination, three beams of light immediately erupted, echoing the light from the Lingxiao Hall.

Inside the hall, His once peaceful face was now filled with rage, and he roared:

"I'll dismantle your immortal bodies sooner or later!"

Taking advantage of the chaos outside the palace, He suddenly flicked his wide right sleeve, and the woman floating in the air disappeared. Avoiding the strife outside the palace, He descended towards the South Sea.

The gate of Qixia Temple on Mount Zhongnan remains unchanged.

The sea of blood slowly receded from the mountain gate, shrinking back into the depths of the dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain like the ebb tide.

The ancient cypress trees on both sides of the mountain path had been corroded by the blood mist for several days, their branches and leaves withered and curled, but a very faint green color reappeared the moment the sea of blood receded.

True Lord Xicheng sheathed his peach wood sword, turned around, and looked at the figure leaning against the mountain gate pillar behind him.

Gui Hong, dressed in black, stood with his arms crossed. His face was paler than usual, but he still maintained his usual nonchalant demeanor.

"You shouldn't have come." True Lord Xicheng's voice was not loud, and his tone was so indifferent that it was as if he were talking about something unrelated.

Gui Hong smiled and said, "Since you're already here..."

True Lord Xicheng remained silent, simply watching him. Gui Hong felt somewhat uncomfortable under that gaze, and shifted his eyes to the dissipating crimson clouds outside the mountain gate.

"You ran away from Qixia Mountain before your injuries had fully healed." True Lord Xicheng finally spoke, his tone still calm, yet carrying a hint of reproach. "If Daozheng finds out, he'll probably come to Mount Zhongnan to get you himself."

"He won't know," Gui Hong said casually. "He's listening to a lecture at the Jade Void Palace and won't be back for a while."

"So you took advantage of His absence and secretly ran away."

Gui Hong shrugged, not denying it.

True Lord Xicheng remained silent for a moment, then asked:

"How are the preparations for seeking gold going?"

Gui Hong did not answer immediately. He lowered his arms from his chest, looked down at his pale, almost transparent hands.

After a long silence, he whispered:

"I don't know..."

Upon hearing this, Xicheng spoke with anger:

"What a convenient excuse!"

As he spoke, He raised the peach wood sword again, pointing it at Gui Hong.

Upon seeing this, Gui Hong first glanced at Xicheng, but ultimately could not see his face clearly, and then lowered his head and remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Xicheng was about to curse, but suddenly he seemed to sense something and burst into laughter, his laughter filled with joy.

Gui Hong, who had been looking down, noticed something amiss in the laughter and looked up. The first thing he saw was a face that bore a striking resemblance to his own.

Gui Hong stared at it for a long time before asking in a low voice:

"What happened? Why are you laughing so heartily?"

Upon hearing this, Xicheng stopped laughing, first covering his face again, and then angrily said:

"If only you were half as ambitious as Su Yao, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Upon hearing this, Gui Hong was puzzled:

"Su Yao... I remember he broke through to the Purple Mansion in seclusion nine years ago..."

As he spoke, he froze, only then realizing that the person before him was a Subsidiary Rank True Lord of the Rainbow Clouds Path. Although not yet Fruition Position, how could he not know if someone broke through to the Purple Mansion of this Dao Path?

After all, no one holds the Rainbow Cloud Fruition, and the Rainbow Clouds sect should now revere Him.

Xicheng nodded upon hearing this, and then burst into laughter again, as if to vent all the pent-up frustration of the past eight thousand years.

Seeing this scene, Gui Hong suddenly felt a warm current surge in his heart.

Then he looked towards Golden Ao Mountain and thought to himself:

Little Yaozi is great!

At Qixia Temple, Qingyang lay in front of the Ancestral Hall, Ask Amid the Clouds casually lay down on the ground in front of him.

Suddenly, Qingyang raised her head, her eyes filled with doubt as she looked down at the Purple Empyrean Golden Palace. But before Qingyang could think too much about it, a series of bell tolls came from that direction, echoing throughout the Thirty-Six Peaks of Qixia, and then spreading across the vast area centered on Qixia Mountain.

Seeing this, the Qingyang slowly stood up, let out a loud cry, and then a human-like smile appeared on Qingyang face.

The next moment, several streaks of light flew out from an unknown place on Qixia Mountain and arrived in front of the Ancestral Hall. Without exception, they all had smiling faces.

At this moment, it is dusk in the Golden Ao Mountain area, and the sky is already covered with the glow of twilight.

Thousands of rays of light descended from the Great Void, appearing in the mortal world like an inverted Heavenly River.

The entire Golden Ao Mountain was bathed in a magnificent glow, and the pear blossoms on the mountain shimmered with a faint golden light. The surface of Cibi Lake reflected the Heavenly Clouds, creating a sparkling effect.

In the Great Void, several figures rushed over from afar, their expressions varying as they gazed at the chaotic spiritual energy and Heavenly Clouds in the direction of Golden Ao Mountain.

Someone did some quick calculations, frowned, and looked uncertainly into the distance, asking:

"Only nine years have passed... Could it be that Qixia Daozi failed in his breakthrough and his Spirit Platform collapsed? Such chaotic spiritual energy seems like a sign of his Law Power going out of control and his cultivation dissipating."

Some people agreed:

"He thinks he can break through to the Purple Mansion in just nine years? Does he think he's the reincarnation of the Taizu?"

Seeing that no one responded, the man paused and then said:

"It seems that being too eager for quick success has backfired. Although the radiance is magnificent, it exudes a chaotic and scattered quality. It is highly likely that after the Immortal Foundation has fully evolved into Divine Ability, the unstable state of the realm led to the collapse of the Divine Ability and the death of the individual."

Someone else countered, "You're all speaking too soon. Look closely at that radiant light—though it's a myriad of rays emanating simultaneously, it's not scattered and disordered. There's a faint dark background within the light."

He glanced around and continued:

"I specifically inquired about the progress of this breakthrough, and it seems that it has been successful."

The man snorted:

"Fellow Daoist, do not forget that Su Yao has only been in seclusion for nine years. What can nine years accomplish? Two years to elevate Immortal Foundation, and at least six years to develop one's Divine Ability. The calamity of ignorance that led to the fall of heaven and earth is even more perilous and unpredictable. To think that nine years is enough to complete all of this is far too presumptuous."