The Strongest Sacred Land for Cultivation

"What a godforsaken place this is!"

Where are the people who built the secret location?

Mount Tai is very desolate, and it is not an easy task to build a residence and formation in the secret place of the Lord of Mount Tai.

It is difficult for ordinary people to travel through the Yellow Springs, and to work in such a secret environment, the difficulty of creating it is no less than that of Divine Lord Zhenyuan creating the secret place of Duanhun Ridge.

Creating the Yin-Yang Secret Realm is even more difficult. Putting aside everything else, transporting building materials through the narrow passage that is over a hundred meters long is by no means an easy task.

The previous owners of these secret places had limited facilities, which disappointed Zhang Xuezhou. When he tried to build them himself, he found them troublesome, and even building a temporary dwelling was quite difficult.

The manpower dispatched by the imperial court was far greater than that of the rapid marches involved in the Mount Tai sacrificial ceremony. By the time this group arrived at Mount Tai, more manpower from nearby areas would be mobilized to assist them, which would take at least a month.

Zhang Xuezhou flew very fast and arrived at Mount Tai at sunrise, but this secret place could only be entered at night.

Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing complained repeatedly, and could only lie near the entrance of the Taishan Fujun Daoist Temple and wait for nightfall.

"If you can withstand the erosion of the geomagnetic light, we can also enter the secret realm now!"

Looking at the flying zombies, whose bodies were suffering from physical discomfort due to the sun, Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the top of Jade Emperor Peak.

He had already been considerate by choosing to fly at night, but he was still a step too slow and couldn't make it in time to enter or leave.

At this time, the Taishan Prefecture Lord's Daoist Temple is closed. To enter, one can only use the Tai Rank Six Talismans and imitate the new emperor stepping into the secret realm from the core of the three secret realms.

"I'd rather dig a hole and bury myself in the ground for a day," Shi Wudao muttered.

"The power of geomagnetic light is similar to that of a sharp blade. As long as we are not in it for a long time, our physical bodies will not be affected. How long does it take to travel through geomagnetic light?" Emperor Jing asked.

"Five... what five? Five quarters of an hour? Five hours? Five days? Hey, why is it four fingers again? And what does three fingers mean?"

When Shi Wudao cried out, Zhang Xuezhou had already completed five counts of the countdown.

Counting time is no easy task. Modern communication tools have simple electronic countdown timers, but this world has not yet developed a similar tool, at least not to Zhang Xuezhou's knowledge.

Many people use burning incense to count, with precision down to the second, which is calculated using one inhalation and one exhalation, or the time of one breath.

Some people had long breaths, while others had short breaths. Zhang Xuezhou didn't express it simply, but instead used a countdown to keep track of time, since traversing the Earth's magnetic field layer was no small matter.

"Although our bodies were torn apart by the Nine Spirits, we shouldn't be unable to withstand even a single breath," Emperor Jing said.

"You said three to five hours, then I'll consider myself dead again. Three to five quarters of an hour, I'll be half-dead. Three to five breaths, I'll smile slightly. You should have said one breath earlier!"

Shi Wudao grumbled his dissatisfaction, feeling that Zhang Xuezhou should have led the way directly inside earlier, thus sparing them the pain of being exposed to the sun while hiding under the crooked tree.

"I accompanied His Majesty in the previous two days when the countdown was five, but this is my only experience entering and exiting this area," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I will not be held responsible for any accidents!"

"Where could you possibly go in the time it takes to breathe? I'll give you ten times that time!"

Shi Wudao shouted, and the group rushed to Jade Emperor Peak, where they found the stalagmite that prevented the new emperor from falling.

Following the directions discovered by the new emperor, Zhang Xuezhou stepped into the air, holding the Tai-rank Six Talismans, and stepped down.

The geomagnetic light surged, and a dense purple halo bloomed around his legs. Zhang Xuezhou thrust hard, and his entire body was now enveloped in the geomagnetic light.

"Young man, your health is too poor. I'm going to go inside and lie down while you wait outside all day!"

Shi Wudao waved to Rong Tianding on the Jade Emperor Peak, then also darted forward, his body trembling as he stepped down.

"Five, four, three, two, one!"

After counting them once, Shi Wudao began to realize that something was wrong.

After counting to three, tension began to appear on Shi Wudao's face.

After counting five times, Shi Wudao suspected that Zhang Xuezhou might be trying to use the geomagnetic light to completely obliterate them, leaving no trace of their remains.

"I knew that kid was wicked. He was definitely trying to steal my life-or-death warrant. Liu Qi, you foolish ruler! You've never been able to recognize a few loyal ministers in your life. You were deceived your whole life, and you're still being deceived after you die!"

After a furious outburst, Shi Wudao even tried to turn back.

But as soon as he saw the layers of surging geomagnetic light behind him, its power seemed to be several times greater than that in front, he dared not turn back for a moment.

The flying zombie's body has its limits. Before these limits are broken, it can withstand the erosion of the geomagnetic light. Once it exceeds the range it can withstand, it will die very quickly.

The same reason they were torn apart by the Nine Spirits Primal Sage was that it wasn't because their bodies weren't tough enough, but because the Nine Spirits Primal Sage's claws were sharper, and their performance after breaking through their limits was no different from that of ordinary people.

Now that they are in the geomagnetic elemental layer, they have to move forward even if they don't want to.

"I'm about to die, time to prepare for resurrection!"

When the blue smoke caused by the geomagnetic light piercing the body appeared, Shi Wudao couldn't help but shout and began chanting again.

"You old bastard, you're already waiting to die after taking only a couple of steps. A leopard can't change its spots!"

Emperor Jing cursed angrily and manipulated the flying zombie's body to keep drilling downwards.

This geomagnetic light layer was indeed not the five counts Zhang Xuezhou had described. It took a full fifty counts before Emperor Jing could see the earth below, and Zhang Xuezhou was constantly looking upwards from the ground.

"My leg is injured, and my hand is injured too. I've suffered a huge loss!"

The feeling of relief after escaping the Earth's magnetic field layer came over him. Shi Wudao, who was reciting the "Shizi," stopped talking, quickly took stock of the damage to his body, and then took a deep breath of Spiritual Qi from the secret place.

"This place doesn't seem to be the Taishan Fujun Daoist temple you described?"

A breath of Spiritual Qi flowed into his body, causing him to gasp for breath and cough softly.

Emperor Jing looked up and around, only to find that the Spiritual Qi here was not cold at all, but instead gave him a feeling of heat.

This secret place is clearly not the area suitable for yin beings that Zhang Xuezhou mentioned before, but rather more suitable for humans.

"Something went wrong, and it ended up somewhere else!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked up at the sky.

Using the same location and the same method, the new emperor entered the Taishan Fujun Daoist Temple twice in a row, while he stepped into the Yin-Yang Secret Land.

"Mount Tai has been occupied by the Yin-Yang School, is this the Yin-Yang School's secret place?" Emperor Jing asked.

"Your cultivation method seems to follow the Yin-Yang School!"

The Yin-Yang School has historically been among the top five, if not the top three, in the Southern Jambudvipa Continent. This Shijiao School.

Shi Wudao muttered a low complaint, feeling as if he had bumped into the main branch of Zhang Xuezhou's school of thought.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou Chu Lands, let alone that he didn't know it, he would never take them in or out of the Zhang Xuezhou -Yang Secret Realm.

It's clear that being able to step into this place was indeed an accident, rather than Zhang Xuezhou trying to use the geomagnetic light to obliterate the flying zombie's body.

Upon reflection, Shi Wudao realized that he had been somewhat petty and narrow-minded before.

"Legend has it that Mount Tai has three secret realms: Heaven, Earth, and Man. The Yin-Yang Secret Realm in the middle connects Heaven and Earth, and is the most supreme cultivation Sacred Land in our Southern Jambudvipa Continent!"

Emperor Jing's tone was solemn.

The Mount Tai Lord's Daoist Temple is of little use, only suitable for training Yin creatures, while the Yin-Yang Secret Land is a true Sacred Land for cultivation. Excluding the Immortal Court high above, it can even be considered the strongest Sacred Land for cultivation in the human realm of the Southern Jambudvipa Continent.

He looked around and felt that the secret place was rich in Spiritual Qi, but it was far from the legendary Sacred Land of cultivation.

If the assessment is correct, Emperor Jing believes that the secret place has been disrupted since the Yin-Yang School took over.