103: Chapter 103 People from the Wang Family Arrive

Behind the Southern Heaven Gate lay the newly born Little Heavenly Court.

Immortal light swirled, and thousands of auspicious auras intertwined.

On the foundation of the Zhou Tian Star Array, pavilions and towers rose from the ground.

Although it lacked even one ten-millionth of the grandeur of the former Heavenly Court, it possessed its own sense of strict order and majesty.

The Formation drew upon the fragments of Law within the Immortal Domain, organizing them into visible vortices of Spiritual Qi that hovered above.

Li Daoyan, that infrastructure fanatic, was leading his younger siblings, directing the Yellow Turban Warriors to move Immortal Stones to construct the final corner of the palace.

This kid was born with a talent for Formations.

With a casual toss of a few Spirit Stones, he could connect the earth veins to form a small Spirit Gathering Formation.

The concentration of Immortal Qi in this area increased by thirty percent out of thin air.

Li Yuanbao was squatting beside a newly dug foundation, his little chubby hands digging through a pile of waste soil.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and with a huff and a puff, he dragged out something shimmering with flowing light.

It turned out to be a half-foot-long Immortal Vein.

It was merely a Low Grade Immortal Vein, but the pure Immortal essence within was enough to make Holy Lands in the mortal world fight to the death for it.

"Daddy, Daddy! I dug up a treasure!"

The little guy held up the Immortal Vein and trotted toward Li Xuan as if presenting a treasure.

Li Xuan stood with his hands behind his back.

He stood on the newly built Star Observatory, gazing into the Chaos outside the Southern Heaven Gate.

The restoration of the Southern Heaven Gate was like dropping a depth charge into an endless sea of darkness.

The ripples of order that spread outward would inevitably attract sharks.

He rubbed Li Yuanbao's head, took the Immortal Vein, and smiled.

"Not bad, Yuanbao's treasure-hunting skills are getting better and better. Take this to your second sister and have her place it next to the Taiyin Immortal Spring; it will improve the quality of the spring."

"Yay!"

Li Yuanbao scampered off again.

Li Xuan's gaze returned to the distance.

Several powerful and obscure Divine Thoughts probed from far away.

Like giant beasts in the Chaos, they probed cautiously.

But as soon as the Divine Thoughts touched the "Heavenly Court Edict" order field around the Southern Heaven Gate, they were instantly seared back, not daring to penetrate even a fraction.

"They have come after all."

Li Xuan whispered to himself.

Beside him, the old soldier's remnant soul fluctuated slightly, his tone grave.

"Your Majesty, these auras are far stronger than the previous dark creatures, and they carry the vitality of living beings. They are local forces of the Immortal Domain."

"No matter."

Li Xuan's expression was calm.

"Rebuilding the Heavenly Court is meant to let them know that this world should have a new master."

Before he finished speaking, a point of golden light lit up at the end of the horizon.

In the blink of an eye, it rushed from the edge of his vision to within ten thousand zhang of the Southern Heaven Gate.

Boom—

A piercing sound of tearing through the air rang out.

A luxurious golden immortal boat rudely smashed through the surrounding chaotic air currents and hovered not far from the white jade stairs in front of the Southern Heaven Gate.

The immortal boat was crafted entirely from Crimson Refined Immortal Gold.

Against the gloomy background of the Immortal Domain, it looked like a giant gold ingot—tacky and eye-catching.

Pulling the immortal boat were nine ferocious winged beasts, each with an aura that reached the True Immortal level.

At this moment, they were restlessly pawing their hooves, snorting, and exhaling scorching air currents.

On the deck of the immortal boat stood a group of dozens of people.

At the lead was a young man wearing brocade robes.

He had a handsome face, but his slanted eyes and thin lips made him look extremely arrogant.

His cultivation was already at the True Immortal Late Stage.

"Young Lord, this is the place!"

A follower-like attendant bowed and pointed to the Southern Heaven Gate ahead, smiling obsequiously.

"Look at this soaring immortal light and this majestic Dao charm; there must be an ownerless ancient Dao field that has emerged!"

Wang Teng, the one called Young Lord, one of the most outstanding Prodigies of the contemporary Wang Family, stood with his hands behind his back.

He narrowed his eyes to inspect the dilapidated yet still towering Southern Heaven Gate and smiled confidently.

"Not bad. The aura of Law in this place is very pure. Although it is a bit dilapidated, the core Immortal Vein remains unbroken. It is an excellent piece of geomantic land."

Wang Teng commented, his tone no different from examining his own backyard.

"Clean it up a bit; it will barely qualify as my secondary Dao field."

In his eyes, this ownerless land of Opportunity was already in Wang Teng's grasp.

As for the owner who might have originally existed here?

On this wasteland, here, the strong are respected.

His Wang Family was the strongest force within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

"Isn't this just a free gift? Even the heavens are helping me."

Wang Teng thought triumphantly.

He waved his hand and said:

"Let's go, follow this Young Lord to take over our new Dao field."

The group marched majestically, each feeling honored, and ascended the white jade steps that still retained their Divine Might.

They were prepared to claim this massive Opportunity for themselves.

Just as they were about to step onto the last step and enter the gateway of the Southern Heaven Gate.

An illusory figure stood in their way.

It was the old soldier.

His remnant soul had solidified slightly under the nourishment of the Immortal Qi, but facing this group of wolf-like and tiger-like immortal Cultivators, he still appeared thin and fragile.

Yet his posture was upright.

"Stop, those who approach."

The old soldier's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable solemnity.

"This is the important territory of the Heavenly Court, the Gate of the Southern Heaven. State your names and origins, otherwise, you may not enter without permission!"

Hearing this, Wang Teng acted as if he had heard a huge joke; he was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

The followers behind him also roared with laughter.

"Heavenly Court? Hahaha, what era is this? Is there still someone mentioning those two words?"

"An old ghost without even a body dares to block our Young Lord's path? You are simply courting death!"

"Could this old thing's brain have been damaged when the Heavenly Court collapsed back then?"

Wang Teng finished laughing and looked at the old soldier with contempt.

"Old thing, it seems you have stayed here for too long and have become isolated from the world. Listen well, this territory now bears the surname Wang! I am a direct descendant of the Immortal King Family, the Wang Family, Wang Teng!"

He deliberately emphasized the four words "Immortal King Family," wanting to see the expression of fear on the other party's face.

However, there was no fear on the old soldier's face.

"I do not know what the Wang Family is; I only know the Laws of the Heavenly Court! I will say it again: state your names, withdraw from the area of the Southern Heaven Gate, otherwise, it will be considered the crime of trespassing on the Heavenly Gate!"

"Crime?"

Wang Teng's smile vanished.

His face darkened.

He felt his majesty had been challenged.

"You think you're something, don't you?"

Wang Teng couldn't even be bothered to look directly at the old soldier and casually slapped the air towards him.

This slap didn't use any profound Divine Ability; it was purely Immortal Qi suppression.

For a powerhouse at the True Immortal Late Stage, dealing with a remnant soul didn't even require one percent of his strength.

Slap!

This slap directly caused the old soldier's illusory figure to explode.

Turning into countless specks of light.

After several breaths, those specks of light struggled to gather again in the distance, forming a silhouette that was even more transparent than before, almost invisible.

His aura became extremely weak.

"An old ghost with a remnant soul dares to block my Wang Family's path?"

Wang Teng spat in disdain.

He straightened his magnificent robes, feeling it was a waste of time to even glance at the dying old soldier.

He took a step.

He was going to cross the threshold of the Southern Heaven Gate.

As long as he stepped through this door, this ancient Dao field, along with the Immortal Veins and Opportunities beneath it, would completely belong to him!

His foot was about to fall.

A childish voice came from within the deep gateway.

The voice was full of chill.

"You are not allowed to bully the old grandfather who guards the gate!"