Chapter 338 Entering Tianzhu Mountain

"Even so, those people still grew greedy and wanted to fight for it; they truly deserve to die!"

"amitabha!"

Abbot Fayuan chanted a Buddhist name, unbothered by Emperor Li Heming's angry shouting. His voice drifted from the horizon:

"Your Majesty, the Grandmaster is right; Heavenly Pillar Mountain is more important. Please, proceed!"

To Emperor Li Heming, Abbot Fayuan's words sounded more like blatant mockery, causing his killing intent to intensify.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, he took a step forward and vanished from the front.

Old Master Ge, the Grandmaster, followed closely behind and also entered the blessed land.

Empress Dowager Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng looked back at Yan Chu, her beautiful eyes like the morning stars in the sky, her voice like a clear spring in the mountains:

"Yan Chu, let us rendezvous after entering the blessed land. Heavenly Pillar Mountain is different from other places; it is fraught with crises."

"Understood!"

Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng gave a slight nod, her bright yellow palace dress shimmering as she disappeared before their eyes.

"Great Hero Yan, let us enter as well!"

Meng Ao said.

With that, the group followed behind Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng and entered.

Watching them disappear, the Buddhist group reappeared here. Great Master Faxing frowned and said:

"After we enter, we must rendezvous immediately. Otherwise, if we encounter Emperor Li Heming, our survival will be uncertain!"

"That goes without saying!"

The monks nodded one after another.

After the Buddhist group entered, the place fell completely silent.

Anyone qualified to come here had almost all entered Heavenly Pillar Mountain.

After another moment, several figures appeared here.

The leader had white hair but a rosy complexion, wearing a wide Daoist robe. Behind him were four people—three men and one woman. Two of them were Red Sun Venerable Li Zhou and the Soul-Severing Demon Blade Jiang Linyue.

As for the other two, they were a middle-aged man and a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in cyan palace attire.

The middle-aged man was tall and thin with sharp eyes and an extraordinary demeanor.

He was Qu He, the eldest Disciple of Old Man of Tianshan, who had been cultivating in seclusion at Tianshan. Even when his Junior Brother, Xue Bai, was vying for the world, he had never descended the mountain himself. His strength was already no less than his Master's.

The beautiful woman was tall, with hair like a waterfall cascading down to her waist. Her features were exquisite, her brows like a painting, and every inch of her skin seemed to glow, so beautiful that it made people forget to breathe.

She was Shen Nanzhi, the second Disciple of Old Man of Tianshan, ranked eleventh on the beauties ranking list.

Added to Xue Bai, Old Man of Tianshan's five Disciples were all dragons and phoenixes among men, all of whom he had found after searching the entire world.

"Master, everyone else has already gone in!"

Old Man of Tianshan let out a long sigh and nodded, saying:

"After you enter, rendezvous with the Buddhist group immediately. Right now, Heavenly Pillar Mountain has gathered almost all the powerhouses of the world from the past millennium; you must not be careless!"

"Yes!"

The four Disciples were no ordinary people; they could naturally sense the residual Aura in the air.

After the group of Old Man of Tianshan disappeared, the air above rippled slightly, revealing five more figures.

The leader was none other than the Master of the Number One Estate Under Heaven, who had once appeared above the Qu River and conversed with the monument-carrying giant turtle.

For thousands of years, the Number One Estate Under Heaven had been the most mysterious force.

Countless people had wanted to find out who this Master really was, but no one ever knew.

Today, he finally appeared here, also intending to enter Heavenly Pillar Mountain.

Behind him were a middle-aged man in a black robe and a middle-aged man in a green shirt.

If anyone who recognized the black-robed man were here, they would know he was Zhao Yan, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

And the two people behind the green-shirted middle-aged man were two peerless beauties rare in this world. They were like two beautiful flowers blooming on the same stalk—one cold and ethereal, the other gentle as jade. Their contrasting beauty made the world lose its color.

Zhu Qingluan and Zhu Yushuang!

To think they would appear here.

At this moment, Zhu Qingluan searched around with her bright eyes. Seeing that there was no one in sight, she could not help but show a worried expression.

Zhu Yushuang knew what her younger sister was looking for. She held her clean hand and whispered:

"Don't worry, with his cultivation and strength, he might have already gone in by now!"

Zhu Moxun watched his two daughters' expressions, his brows raised slightly, but he said nothing.

At this moment, the Master of the Number One Estate Under Heaven gazed at the pillar towering into the clouds above and sighed with emotion:

"Three thousand years, I have finally come here again!"

"Your Majesty, are we going to meet again?"

...

...

After Yan Chu passed through that invisible barrier, with just a moment of dizziness, he appeared in a strange place.

Looking around, he was surrounded by a vast sea of clouds.

Only a stone path with no end in sight lay beneath his feet, extending into the depths of the sea of clouds.

"The environment here..."

Yan Chu frowned slightly, feeling a heavy shackle pressing down on him.

He put away the Demon Sealing Cloak and released his Aura without reservation.

Immediately, the surrounding sea of clouds surged, pushed away by this Aura, revealing a scene within a hundred-zhang radius.

All around was a deep, bottomless black abyss. Invisible energy surged upward from below, capable of killing and stripping away one's vitality. It was the dense Nine Nether Qi, as if the place below connected to the Nine Nether Realm.

However, this Nine Nether Qi was blocked by the stone path and could not intrude upon it.

"As expected..."

Yan Chu muttered to himself. He was not alarmed by the Nine Nether Qi, but instead carefully sensed the will of this world.

If he were in the outside world, releasing his Aura without reservation like this would cause the earth and mountains for a thousand miles to crack and rivers to flow backward.

But here, it could only affect a hundred-zhang area.

His strength had been greatly compressed.

Or, perhaps this was the normal situation?

Shaking his head, he wasn't quite sure. But if even he was like this, then others must be the same, perhaps even worse off than him.

Looking at the endless stone path ahead, Yan Chu did not act rashly. Instead, he first summoned his interface.

The interface appeared successfully.

"I knew it. Whatever this Heavenly Pillar Mountain is, it can't restrict my cheat!"

Yan Chu's lips curled into a smile.

【host: Yan Chu】

【Cultivation: Early Stage of Yuan Embryo Realm】

【Cultivation Technique: Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art (Shattering Vajra 1/40000000), Ten Suns Sacred Fire (Purple Flame 1834621/50000000), Indestructible Demonic Body (Major Achievement 3263250/4000000)】

【Martial Skill: Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying (Major Achievement 1403170/5000000)】

【Divine Ability: Tear】

【Experience Points: 400000】

There were still 400,000 experience points, obtained after killing those two Celestials at the World Society. He hadn't used them yet.

But now was the time to use them.

He felt a bit uncertain about this blessed land.

Unlike Chilie Mountain, which was purely a place for cultivation, Heavenly Pillar Mountain actually had a real will manifesting, making it more like an independent Small World.

Next, he would likely have to resume his previous rhythm, wantonly seizing experience and then rapidly increasing his Realm.

Anyway, with his Yuan Embryo Realm cultivation, he wasn't restricted here, so naturally, he wouldn't have any more concerns.

A cold light appeared in the corner of Yan Chu's eyes.

The Buddhist sect! Zhu Fengtong! Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu!

There were plenty of targets here, enough for him to kill to his heart's content!

"Add all experience points to the Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art! Upgrade!!"

...

Boom!

Within his boundless Sea of Consciousness, Yan Chu's Primordial Spirit shone with golden light.

His Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art had reached the Shattering Vajra level, allowing him to touch the ground with a finger and ascend with a smile.

With 400,000 experience points added, the light of his Primordial Spirit flickered for an instant before returning to calm.

His Qi Sea and Physical Body Divine Treasury powers were far higher than his spirit, so this small improvement didn't cause much of a stir.

A moment later, Yan Chu stood up and began walking forward with large strides.

On this stone path, even his ability to fly was suppressed, and he could only walk forward step by step.

The road ahead seemed endless, but Yan Chu kept a silent count in his heart.

One step, two steps, three steps...

With his current cultivation and strength, even if he walked for ten full years, his stamina would not be exhausted.

On both sides was the monotonous sea of clouds, and below, the Nine Nether Qi surged. From time to time, violent gales blew, scraping across Yan Chu's skin inch by inch.

An ordinary person in such an environment would have their mental will greatly affected as time passed, likely becoming dizzy and falling off the stone path if they weren't careful.

However, Yan Chu was not affected in the slightest.

It wasn't that his will was stronger than an ordinary person's.

In fact, in Yan Chu's own opinion, his willpower was only mediocre, especially when facing beauty—he had absolutely no resistance.

It couldn't be helped; wasn't he cultivating just to enjoy life?

However, with Yan Chu's average willpower, this monotonous and drowsy environment still couldn't affect him because his Realm was too high.

A Supreme Grandmaster or an ordinary Celestial might be affected, but those people were no different from weaklings to him.

Time passed slowly. Yan Chu had long since forgotten how many steps he had taken because he had been walking for too long.

It might have been a hundred thousand steps, or perhaps a million.

In any case, he just buried his head and moved forward on the stone path, completely forgetting the passage of time, until this day, when a door suddenly appeared ahead.

On both sides of this door was the bottomless black abyss, and nothing could be seen behind the door.

"Have I finally reached the end?"

Yan Chu muttered to himself, pondered for a moment, and stepped through the door...

"Welcome, Fellow Daoist, to the Ancient Saint Realm!"

"You are the first one to ascend from the Jiuchen Small World in ten thousand years!"

Upon entering the door, endless light shone on Yan Chu, making him involuntarily narrow his eyes slightly.

However, his whole body was wrapped in purple light, defending himself to the extreme.

At this moment, a long and mellow voice rang out from the front. Yan Chu adapted to the strong light and slowly opened his eyes. A young man wearing a jade crown and a wide Confucian robe appeared before him, looking at him with a gentle smile.

He looked around and saw that this place was vastly different from the environment he had been in before.

Three great suns hung in the sky, illuminating the entire land warmly and pleasantly.

In the distance, there were high mountains and rivers, magnificent and spectacular. The rolling mountains were all over a thousand zhang high, taller than many mountains Yan Chu had seen before.

What was even more shocking was the Origin Qi of this world.

The Origin Qi was dense to the extreme. Just by opening his mouth slightly, Origin Qi was drawn into his mouth and then rapidly refined into his Qi Sea.

Compared to the place he had been before, it was like heaven and earth.

The sky was infinitely high and far, the earth infinitely vast!

The will of heaven and earth was unfathomable. What a vast and boundless Great World!

Yan Chu took a deep breath, finally regaining his senses.

He had walked on the stone path for too long, with only the monotonous sea of clouds on both sides. Now that he finally breathed different, fresh air, he was momentarily stunned.

However, this world still gave him a great shock.

He looked at the Confucian-robed youth in front of him and asked curiously:

"What did you say, Fellow Daoist? I've just ascended to the Upper Realm like this?"

"Of course!"

The Confucian-robed youth smiled and nodded:

"This is the Ancient Saint Realm, one of the three thousand Great Worlds!"

"Where you are is the Reception Platform of the Yuncang Region of the Ancient Saint Realm, specifically used to receive Fellow Daoists who ascend from below. I am the Reception Envoy, Song Qi. I congratulate you, Fellow Daoist!"

"Is that so? Ancient Saint Realm... Yuncang Region..."

Yan Chu looked again at the three great suns hanging above and said, still somewhat incredulous:

"But I just walked along a stone path and then entered a stone door to get here. If this is Ascension, isn't it too easy?"

"A stone path? A stone door? What do you mean, Fellow Daoist? Did you not undergo the Heavenly Tribulation?"

Song Qi opposite him frowned upon hearing this:

"Normal shattering Ascension requires reaching a cultivation level beyond what the world you are in can accommodate. As far as I know, the Jiuchen Small World you are in can only support cultivation up to the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown level."

"What is your cultivation now?"

"Early Stage of Yuan Embryo Realm!"

Yan Chu answered truthfully.

"What? That explains it!"

A look of realization appeared on Song Qi's face:

"You must have stumbled into something similar to a spatial rift, right?"

"A spatial rift?"

Yan Chu shook his head and said:

"That wasn't a spatial rift, it was a blessed land, but it did seem to be in a different space from the world I was in!"

"That is exactly it!"

Song Qi nodded firmly and said:

"The blessed land you entered must connect the Jiuchen Small World and the Ancient Saint Realm. In this case, the Reception Platform sensed the Aura of the Lower Realm on you and automatically brought you up!"

"But there were others who entered the blessed land with me, some with cultivation no less than mine. Why don't I see them?"

"Haha, you don't know, Fellow Daoist. The Yuncang Region has tens of thousands of Reception Platforms. Everyone lands in a different place after ascending."

Song Qi stroked his chin and pondered:

"Your situation is quite special. You still need to go to the Reception Hall in Yanhuang City, one hundred thousand miles away, to ask the Reception Elder what is going on!"

"Without delay, why don't we go now?"

"It just so happens that you also need to enter the Spirit Pool to cleanse your body so that you can fully adapt to the rules of the Ancient Saint Realm, otherwise you will be regarded as an outsider and struck down by heavenly thunder!"

As he spoke, Song Qi turned around and waved his sleeve to signal Yan Chu to go with him.

Boom!

Just as he turned, a fist light wrapped in boundless thunder struck down. Wherever the fist light passed, the Origin Qi of heaven and earth within a hundred-zhang radius was instantly emptied, leaving a scorched black trail.

Sting-Thunder Fist Aura, Overlord Startling Thunder!

If this punch were in the outside world, it would be enough to flatten a range of mountains.

But here, the power could only cover a hundred zhang.

However, it was enough to blast the person in front of him to death!

"What are you doing?!! Are you crazy?!! "

Song Qi's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly stretched out his hands, turning them into pitch-black claws, and grabbed at the incoming fist light.

Bang!

Without the slightest power to resist, Song Qi was blasted into Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering on the spot, disappearing forever.

Yan Chu withdrew his hand, as if he had done a trivial thing. He stood where he was, motionless, but with a sneer on his face:

"What kind of crap Jiuchen Small World? Yanhuang City?"

"You didn't even know how to make up a better-sounding story. Others writing novels at least rack their brains to think of some high-end names, but you don't even want to spend this much effort when plotting against someone!"