348: That old monster is really hard to fool!

The barrier between the Lower Realm and the Upper Realm is extremely special; even the Divine Thought of a Peerless Dao Integration expert cannot penetrate it to explore.

Beside him, the Ji Family Old Ancestor appeared behind him and said, "The Monster Realm has come..."

Western Heaven.

The Buddhist Sect.

Inside a temple hidden within the Sumeru Realm, where the sounds of Buddha rolled like thunder.

An old Buddha held a dharma staff, draped in a kasaya, followed by ancient monks who kept their eyes tightly shut, silently reciting the Buddha's name.

"amitabha. Lord Buddha Child must not move; he must guard the Three Teachings formation and protect that shred of Heavenly Dao that remains. Only we can go..."

"My Revered Master once established a path of compassion for the Human Race, saving hundreds of millions of living beings. Today, I am willing to follow his example with my Junior Brothers, what do you think? ..."

"Well said..." the ancient monks chanted in unison, their expressions devout.

At the same time.

Lushan Academy.

The clear sound of reading spread across the mountain, like a spring breeze blowing across the land. Whether they were commoners or Cultivators within a radius of ten thousand miles, they could not help but feel calm and peaceful.

In the academy, there were not only the children of the Sect Leaders from the major Holy Lands, but also children from ordinary families in the villages. No matter who they were, the academy treated everyone equally.

There was a Saint who had been punished, squatting in a horse stance, sweating profusely, gritting his teeth.

There were also Disciples from the Ancient Desolate Families and ordinary people boasting about themselves, about how impressive their backgrounds and families were.

Once they walked up Lushan, their cultivation would all dissipate...

The backyard.

An old gentleman sat on a wooden chair, holding a wooden ruler in his arms, continuously flipping through an extremely ordinary book.

"Every time I read it, I have different realizations..." The old gentleman slowly closed the book and sighed, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the sky, and immediately, a gentle smile appeared.

"Did you eat sh*t?"

"Why are you in such a rush to start a fight?"

"If you keep jumping around, I will have a talk with your group of demon brats about what the Analects are..."

Another realm.

In the Void Realm, there was endless profound mystery.

A twelve-story tower.

It floated and sank, emitting an extraordinary Qi, like a heavenly palace. Three characters, like divine runes, flowed between heaven and earth.

White Jade Capital.

Within the twelve floors, each floor was like a world, containing its own Universe within.

In the world of the ninth floor.

Luo Xuanyin sat cross-legged in the Void Realm. Around her, Dao runes and mantras flowed. Her hands continuously changed dharma seals. Around her, waves of Immortal Qi surged like ocean waves, rising and falling, shaking the stars.

The scene displayed was terrifying! It was as if this Universe of stars was trembling; space was constantly cracking and fracturing, with black holes forming and then collapsing.

In front of her was an indistinct fragment, bound by terrifying blood-colored chains. The chains were like rules; no matter how the fragment struggled, it could not escape. When the fragment was exhausted, three types of Dao auras from different places added a continuous stream of power to it—the Power Of Faith!

Only the Power Of Faith could provide assistance to this incomplete Heavenly Dao; nothing else was of any use.

Below.

A White-robed Figure stood on the mountain peak, with a green ox quietly eating grass beside it.

"What's wrong with Junior Martial Uncle?" Ning Fuyao frowned, his expression invisible beneath the silver cloth covering his eyes.

After the green ox chewed the grass in its mouth, it said, "I don't know. This is also my first time seeing Junior Sister like this..."

"Eh?"

The green ox was suddenly surprised, Dao laws rotating within its bovine eyes.

"What's wrong, Revered Master?" Ning Fuyao noticed the green ox's strange state and quickly asked.

But the next second, even he sensed waves of aura coming from the horizon, and his expression suddenly darkened.

"Revered Master cannot go with you. Candle Yin has awakened; your Junior Martial Uncle cannot hold it alone..." the green ox said.

Ning Fuyao nodded, turned around, and tore through space to leave.

But Luo Xuanyin, who was sitting cross-legged in the Void Realm, gritted her teeth and frowned tightly, seemingly struggling to make a certain decision.

"Junior Sister, calm your heart!"

"Since returning this time, your heart has been in turmoil. If this continues, the Heavenly Dao fragment might be devoured by Candle Nine Nethers even faster..." the green ox said, speaking in human language to warn her, its tone carrying a hint of gravity.

At the same time, its heart was also filled with confusion, but it did not calculate or deduce.

Luo Xuanyin did not speak, but in her mind was the figure of a man.

What to do...

He is still in the Heavenly Abyss...

Southern Desert.

Witch Clan.

After the Witch Clan's Divine Son died, their High Priest spent his days pondering how to resurrect him, even latching onto the Jiang Family. Only the Jiang Family had the strength to contend with the Shen Family.

On the ancient altar.

The High Priest glanced at the horizon and then continued to busy himself with his affairs.

"When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up, right, Shen Family..."

Meanwhile, inside the Jiang Family's Sumeru Realm.

"What does the Monster Realm invasion have to do with our Jiang Family?"

"That's right. There are already too many of the Human Race. If this continues, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will eventually not be enough. What right do these ants have to live in the same world as our clan?"

In the Jiang Family's great hall, a Jiang Family elder spoke righteously.

At the head of the hall, the Jiang Family Clan Chief, Jiang Feng, looked indifferent and said softly, "Then let it be so. Recall the Jiang Family Disciples who are outside..."

"Yes, Clan Chief!"

Eastern Profound Domain.

Shen Family.

Inside the great hall.

Shen Yang was arranging various matters when he heard the sound of a horn echoing throughout the Five Domains...

Central Divine Continent.

Human Emperor Hall.

Ancient Emperor Platform.

On this platform, which exuded an aura of ancientness and decay, there was an old horn as tall as a three-story building. No one knew what creature it came from. This place had not been visited by anyone for tens of thousands of years, but now, a figure stood before the horn.

This was a middle-aged man carrying a wine gourd, his hair disheveled, looking incredibly sloppy. His drunken, hazy eyes, however, revealed a hint of gravity. Yet his features were very handsome; he didn't look bad at all, but rather had a sense of free-spiritedness.

He was a Hall Revered Master of one of the three halls of the Human Emperor Hall, possessing Peerless Dao Integration cultivation. He usually played in the world of mortals, like a dragon that shows its head but not its tail. He was also the great Cultivator in charge of the Ancient Emperor Platform!

Even though he had heard that Shen Nian had ascended to the position of Human Emperor, he had never gone to pay his respects. Besides his own uninhibited nature, it was also because he felt this generation's Human Emperor was slightly too weak—not enough to make him appear on his own initiative.

"The Demon Star has only just shifted, Old Man Tianji has disappeared, and the Demon Emperor is about to attack the Imperial Pass. What is the reason for all this..." The middle-aged man placed one hand on the horn while the other continuously sent messages to Old Man Tianji.

But the result was that there was no response at all. However, the man did not stop his actions. The horn gradually emitted a golden light. As long as the Imperial Pass was in danger, there was no need to ask anyone for permission; one simply had to blow the true dragon horn!

The next second!

Woo~~~ An ancient horn sound resonated throughout the Ancient Emperor Platform, like the roar of a True Dragon. Its sound pierced through space, spreading across the entire Five Domains...

The true dragon horn sounded!

The Monster Realm is invading!

Human Race experts must all go to the Heavenly Abyss and obey the orders of the Human Emperor Hall!

And above the supreme Nine Heavens, passing through layers of space, they had almost reached the edge of the true Chaos Universe.

"Old Shen, what do we do? This old monster is really hard to trick!" Old Man Tianji's breathing was rapid, and his aura was somewhat withered.

Beside him.

Shen Min stood tall and straight in the Void Realm. His black clothes were tattered, his white hair was gone, and he appeared as a youth—incredibly handsome and majestic. At this moment, he was in the prime of his life!

The next second.

Old Man Tianji suddenly froze, gritted his teeth, and said, "Oh no, the Heavenly Demon Realm has made a move. It must be this old monster!"