450: First Scripture

"Old Ancestor!"

In the Qianling Dynasty, on Mingling Peak of the Great Yu Dao.

When a phantom appeared, the Qianling Dynasty's foremost figure, the mysterious Lord of Tianwen Tower, respectfully bowed.

"Ol-Old Ancestor!"

Outside the tall divine altar.

Jiang Xingyun and Jiang Liushui were already too stunned by this sudden change to speak.

Even more shocking was that the Lord, who in their eyes was mysterious and omnipotent, was now bowing to that phantom.

"This..."

Their hearts were numb with shock, but they quickly reacted.

Jiang Xingyun grabbed the dumbfounded Jiang Liushui, and with a plop, they knelt to the ground and prostrated themselves.

Mo Xuan nodded slightly.

Zhou Tailai then recounted his entire experience from beginning to end.

Mo Xuan listened quietly.

His gaze towards Zhou Tailai was somewhat peculiar.

He had known that Zhou Tailai's luck was unique, but he hadn't expected him to pick up a world as soon as he stepped out the door.

More importantly, he had even encountered a Dao Lord.

"Luck..."

Mo Xuan pondered.

Could it be that this kid's unique luck, which he had possessed since childhood, had attracted the attention of that Black Demon Dao Lord?

"It's just that luck capable of enticing a Dao Lord must be extraordinary..."

Mo Xuan's gaze was profound.

However, no matter how much he looked, he couldn't discern anything unusual.

Zhou Tailai saw that his Old Ancestor's gaze seemed to see right through him.

A shiver ran down his spine.

"Old Ancestor, this world shouldn't be so weak..."

So much so that, currently, not counting himself, there were only five Great Grandmaster powerhouses equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Zhou Tailai continued with his conjectures.

In these five years, besides forging the Ancestor Worship Divine Altar, he had also investigated the historical secrets of this world.

However, the history of this world was fragmented.

But from the clues, Zhou Tailai could still discern something.

"This world suppresses an extraordinary individual."

Mo Xuan did not hide anything.

The Black Demon Dao Lord had come specifically for Zhou Tailai.

There was no harm in telling him.

Zhou Tailai's heart stirred.

Without the Old Ancestor needing to say more, he knew that this extraordinary individual was the black-robed, enchanting Daoist from before.

Even the Old Ancestor called him an extraordinary individual... Zhou Tailai felt a wave of lingering fear.

No wonder the xumi pagoda spirit had once said that individuals with unique luck like him often met tragic ends.

Today, if not for the Old Ancestor's timely arrival, his fate would probably not have been much better... After some time.

Mo Xuan's mind stirred, and he looked towards the place where Zhou Tailai had first appeared.

At the same time.

In the Mingyang Realm.

Between the Tianning Peaks in the Azure Dragon Domain.

A Giant Black Beast roamed, disappearing into the Void Realm.

In the depths of the desert, on the border of Xiang Prefecture in the Nancang Domain.

A Black Giant Serpent slowly emerged.

Within its two serpent pupils, like great suns, invisible spatial fluctuations emanated.

Buzz~

Waves of spatial fluctuations rippled in the depths of the desert.

Before long.

Streaks of ripples slowly stabilized, seemingly forming a spatial gate.

The Black Giant Serpent's heart stirred.

This spatial passage should have appeared accidentally when the Xuanming and Xuanyang Two Realms merged into one.

However, after the two Realms merged and stabilized, it disappeared.

This time, he merely stabilized it.

Having completed all of this.

In the Lower Realm, Qianling Dynasty, Great Yu Dao, on the border of Fengji Province.

A spatial gate formed by ripples slowly took shape.

"After you've dealt with matters here, come back."

On the summit of Mingling Peak.

The black phantom withdrew its gaze and instructed Zhou Tailai, who was at the top of the divine altar.

"Yes, Old Ancestor."

Zhou Tailai's heart was slightly agitated.

The black phantom flickered lightly and vanished.

"Hoo~"

Once the black phantom disappeared.

The immense pressure that had weighed on Jiang Xingyun and the other, who had been prostrating, finally dissipated.

This pressure was far stronger than anyone they had ever encountered.

Zhou Tailai lightly tapped his feet.

He walked down the Ancestor Worship Divine Altar step by step.

He came before the two and helped them up.

"Lord."

Their faces were pale.

"Haha, no need to ask too much, you will naturally know in the future."

Zhou Tailai instructed.

He took a step, heading towards the border of Fengji Province, the place where he first appeared in this Qianling Dynasty.

Outside Mingling Province of the Great Yu Dao.

Four figures trembled, panting incessantly.

The oppressive feeling brought by the enormous phantom suspended in the sky was simply too powerful.

They were completely unable to move.

After that, they could only watch as the Old Imperial Master, the strongest, oldest, and most mysterious among them before the Lord of Tianwen Tower appeared, was directly reduced to a bloody mist and exploded.

"Are we... still going?"

After a long silence.

Flying Flower Swordsman, who was known for his 'A Sword of Flying Flowers,' slowly asked.

The other three remained motionless and did not respond.

Instead, they all looked towards the heaven and earth chessboard, which had fallen to the ground, where the bloody mist vaguely formed a Dao character and seeped into it.

Flying Flower Swordsman looked at the gazes of the three and vaguely understood something.

A moment later.

Blade light, sword shadows, fist winds, and the scent of wine permeated the air.

The four Great Grandmaster-level experts of the Qianling Dynasty attacked simultaneously.

They wanted to seize the heaven and earth chessboard left behind by the Old Imperial Master.

Although their Realm was not as profound as the Old Imperial Master's, and they hadn't seen what he had from the phantom in the high heavens, they knew that if not for being confined to this world, the Old Imperial Master's achievements would certainly not have been limited to this.

However, they still saw something extraordinary in the Dao character left by the Old Imperial Master.

This was the culmination of the Old Imperial Master's lifelong cultivation and his final moment of enlightenment.

If they could get their hands on it, it would undoubtedly bring them considerable benefits.

Boom!

The four fought in chaos.

They all lunged towards the blood-colored Dao character chessboard.

"If I can't get it, neither can you."

Han Weng, known as 'Drinking Alone by the Cold River,' roared.

He struck out with a palm.

The chessboard was sent flying, its whereabouts unknown.

"Damn it..."

The other three figures paused.

They chased after the direction where the chessboard disappeared.

The blood-colored chessboard streaked across the sky.

It landed in front of a young man dressed simply, with a rusty long sword at his waist.

The young man's face changed.

His mind raced.

He grabbed the chessboard and tucked it into his embrace.

Then, he quickly ran in a direction away from the area.

However, before he could run far.

A giant fist shadow descended from the sky.

It smashed the fleeing figure into a pulp.

"Hmph!"

"Seeking death!"

Ignoring the fate of the unknown person.

The few resumed their fierce battle.

Qianling Dynasty.

Because of this blood-colored Dao character chessboard, another storm of blood and gore was stirred up.

A group of Jianghu heroes were terrified.

That was a Great Grandmaster... Until... A month later.

News spread from Tianwen Tower on Mingling Peak.

The matters of Outer Heaven (Tian Wai Tian) and the World Beyond were publicized.

This suppressed the ripples caused by the blood-colored Dao character chessboard, which was called the 'First Dao Scripture.'

Instead, it caused an even wider uproar.