471: Divine Continent Structure, Purple Cloud Sacred Land

Inside the quiet room on the ninth floor of the Nine Heavens Pagoda, sandalwood incense curled in the air.

Shen Yuanmo sat cross-legged, his entire aura having completely returned to a state of silence.

That terrifying dao rhyme, which was enough to make ten thousand Daos submit, was entirely withdrawn within his chaos dao embryo.

At this moment, he looked no different from when he first arrived at South Heaven Immortal City.

Only those eyes had grown deeper, as if they contained a newly formed Chaos Universe.

"Knock, knock, knock."

From outside the door came an extremely faint and rhythmic knocking sound.

"Enter."

Shen Yuanmo spoke flatly, without even lifting his eyelids.

The door to the quiet room was pushed open silently, and City Lord Nangong Bo walked in with his body bowed.

His hands respectfully held a Jade Slip that was entirely wreathed in purple divine light, and he did not even dare to raise his head.

With the utmost speed, he had compiled all the records within the City Lord's Manor regarding the Central Continent Divine Land.

This even included some taboo secrets that only successive City Lords were qualified to know, all of which were organized and recorded within.

"Senior, the information you requested has been prepared by this Junior."

Nangong Bo held the Jade Slip high above his head, his posture humble to the extreme.

With a casual wave from Shen Yuanmo, the Jade Slip turned into a streak of light and hovered before him.

He did not use his hand to take it, but instead directly separated a wisp of Divine Sense to probe into it.

Boom!

In an instant, an unimaginably vast torrent of information flooded into Shen Yuanmo's Sea of Consciousness.

An incomparably grand and magnificent scroll slowly unfolded in his mind.

The Central Continent Divine Land.

This boundless continent, hailed as the center of the Canglan Realm, had a territory so vast that it far exceeded Shen Yuanmo's imagination.

On the map within the Jade Slip, the regions marked alone spanned hundreds of millions of miles.

And even more were forbidden lands shrouded in mist and the unknown.

The power structure of the entire Central Continent Divine Land was like an intricate and complex heavenly net.

Located at the top of the pyramid were the Three Immortal Divine Dynasties and the Five Great Sacred Lands.

They were like eternal divine suns, their radiance shining over hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

Each occupied the most fertile core regions of the Central Continent Divine Land, looking down upon all living beings and setting the rules for this world.

Below the Divine Dynasties and beside the Sacred Lands were hundreds of first-rate Sects and ancient Families.

Like the stars in the sky, they were dotted in between, collectively forming the brilliant civilization of the Central Continent Divine Land.

Shen Yuanmo's Divine Sense swept rapidly through the vast information, finally locking precisely onto one of the names.

Zixiao Holy Land.

Regarding this Holy Land, Nangong Bo had clearly put in a lot of effort, as the records were particularly detailed.

The Zixiao Holy Land had a Legacy spanning over a hundred million years and was one of the oldest orthodoxies in the Central Continent Divine Land.

Its mountain gate was located atop the Purple Firmament Divine Mountain in the Eastern Region of the Central Divine Continent; rumors said the Divine Mountain itself was a Supreme Dao Weapon.

The Sect's foundations were even more unfathomably deep, with more than one true Mahayana stage Saint Sovereign presiding over it, making it an indisputable colossus in this world.

The Jade Slip specifically mentioned that the Zixiao Holy Land had always acted overbearingly and was extremely protective of its own.

"All who enter the gates of my Purple Firmament belong to Purple Firmament in life, and are ghosts of my Purple Firmament in death."

"All affiliates of my Holy Land are under the protection of Purple Firmament; to insult them is to make an enemy of my Purple Firmament!"

This was the iron law carved on the stone tablet in front of the Zixiao Holy Land's Law Enforcement Hall.

Any existence that dared to provoke its majesty, no matter where they fled to the ends of the earth, would draw the relentless pursuit of the Holy Land's Law Enforcement Hall until death.

At the end of the Jade Slip's information, there was a passage of text carved by Nangong Bo with a trembling Divine Thought.

"Senior, although the Li Family's status as an affiliate of the Zixiao Holy Land is not high, they are ultimately where the Holy Land's face lies."

"Now that the entire Family has been exterminated, and even the Half-step Mahayana Old Ancestor has fallen, this matter will be extremely difficult to settle."

"According to the Zixiao Holy Land's style of doing things, within six months at most, they will surely dispatch experts to South Heaven Immortal City to demand accountability."

"At that time, my South Heaven Immortal City may face a catastrophe!"

Between the lines, it was filled with deep anxiety and fear.

To Nangong Bo, South Heaven Immortal City was his everything.

And the Zixiao Holy Land was a supreme existence capable of easily crushing all of this into powder.

As Shen Yuanmo took in all the information, a slight ripple finally appeared on his calm face.

He withdrew his Divine Sense, his fingertips lightly tapping on his knee, producing a crisp sound.

"Sacred Land?"

"Mahayana?"

He whispered to himself, revealing a playful smile.

"A bit interesting."

...Meanwhile.

In the core region of the Central Continent Divine Land, an unknown hundreds of millions of miles away from South Heaven Immortal City.

Within a cluster of immortal mountain palaces suspended above the sea of clouds in the Nine Heavens.

This was where the mountain gate of the Zixiao Holy Land was located.

Countless towering divine peaks hung upside down in the sky, jade buildings and jasper palaces were faintly visible in the clouds, immortal cranes cried in unison, and ten thousand streaks of auspicious light appeared, creating a scene of immortal grandeur.

Deep within the Holy Land, a magnificent hall cast entirely from black divine iron stood quietly.

On the hall's plaque, two large characters were carved in a bold, flowing style—Soul Hall.

Inside the hall, there was not a trace of light, only row after row and column after column of Soul Lamp racks that stretched beyond sight.

On the racks were placed millions of Soul Lamps.

Each Soul Lamp represented a Disciple, deacon, Elder of the Zixiao Holy Land, or a core figure of its affiliated forces.

As long as the Soul Lamp did not go out, their life was safe.

An elderly deacon wearing a grey Daoist robe was responsible for guarding the Soul Hall.

He was yawning out of boredom, preparing to do a routine patrol as usual before going to meditate.

Just then.

"Crack!"

An extremely crisp sound of shattering was particularly piercing in this deathly silent Soul Hall.

The old deacon's whole body jolted, and he abruptly looked toward the sound.

He saw that in the outermost perimeter of the Soul Hall, the area representing affiliated forces.

A Life Soul Lamp labeled as Li Xuancang of the South Heaven City's Li Family had its flame completely extinguished after being silent for a full three months.

Immediately after, cracks appeared without warning on that glaze-like lamp.

The cracks spread rapidly, and finally, under the old deacon's horrified gaze.

It shattered completely, turning into a handful of lifeless powder that drifted down from the lamp rack.

The Soul Lamp had shattered!

This meant that its owner's Physical Body had not only been destroyed, but even their Divine Soul had been completely annihilated from the world.

"Li... Li Xuancang? That Half-step Mahayana from South Heaven City?"

The old deacon's face turned pale, and his lips trembled.

A Half-step Mahayana, even among affiliated forces, was considered a figure of significant weight.

The fall of a Cultivator of this Rank was by no means a small matter.

He did not dare to be the least bit negligent and scrambled out of the Soul Hall, turning into a streak of light and heading straight for the direction of the Holy Land's Law Enforcement Hall.

Zixiao Holy Land, Law Enforcement Hall.

Inside the hall, lightning flickered and the laws were strict.

A majestic middle-aged Daoist wearing a purple-gold thunder-patterned robe was sitting cross-legged on the main seat with his eyes closed to rest.

His entire aura was as vast as an abyss; just by sitting there.

He caused the space of the entire hall to slightly distort, as if it could not withstand his presence.

This person was none other than one of the three Hall Masters of the Zixiao Holy Land's Law Enforcement Hall, True Man Lei Yan.

A bona fide Half-step Mahayana powerhouse.

"Reporting to the Hall Master! Something terrible has happened!"

The old deacon guarding the Soul Hall rushed into the hall, falling to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling.

"What is the cause for alarm?"

True Man Lei Yan slowly opened his eyes, and two terrifying purple lightning bolts flashed through his pupils for an instant, causing the temperature in the hall to seemingly drop by several degrees.

"Re... Reporting to the Hall Master! The Life Soul Lamp of Li Xuancang, the Old Ancestor of the affiliated Li Family from South Heaven Immortal City... has shattered!"

"Hmm?"

True Man Lei Yan's brow furrowed.

The fall of a Half-step Mahayana from an affiliated Family was not exactly earth-shattering, but it was enough to catch his attention.

"Not only that!" The old deacon's voice became even more terrified.

"Just now, within the Soul Hall, the Soul Lamps of all core members of the Li Family were extinguished at the same time!"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, that terrifying aura on True Man Lei Yan could no longer be suppressed.

A violent pressure erupted with a bang, causing the entire Law Enforcement Hall to shake violently.

Countless thunderous electric snakes appeared out of thin air around him, dancing wildly.

The entire Family wiped out?

"What audacity!"

True Man Lei Yan abruptly stood up from his seat, his majestic voice exploding like Nine Heavens' divine thunder.

It shook the old deacon's Divine Soul to the point of nearly splitting, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Although the Li Family is an affiliate, they are also people of my Zixiao Holy Land!"

"To beat a dog, one must also look at the master!"

In True Man Lei Yan's eyes, killing intent boiled.

"Which sightless thing dares to touch an affiliated Family of my Zixiao Holy Land!!"