91: Chapter 91 The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, Planted atop the Holy Land!

Eastern Wilderness, Tianque Holy Land.

The decennial entrance selection officially began today.

Outside the towering mountain gate, a massive white jade platform rose from the ground. On the platform, spiritual light flowed, array patterns were dense, and it emitted a heart-palpitating Aura.

Around the platform, it was a sea of people.

Young Cultivators from all over the Eastern Wilderness gathered here. Some flew on swords, some rode Spirit Beasts, and others arrived on foot. They gathered in groups of three or five, whispering or closing their eyes to rest, but their gazes all fell unanimously upon the white jade platform.

Tianque Holy Land is one of the most prestigious Holy Lands in the Eastern Wilderness in recent years.

Although it is a nascent Holy Land with only a few thousand years of Legacy, it has developed the most rapidly. Now, it has surpassed many ancient Holy Lands and joined the ranks of the top Holy Lands in the Eastern Wilderness.

Being able to cultivate in the Tianque Holy Land is an Opportunity that countless Eastern Wilderness Cultivators dream of.

"I heard that this year, the Tianque Holy Land is only accepting three thousand Disciples, yet hundreds of thousands have signed up!"

"Of course! The Tianque Holy Land's Disciple recruitment is extremely strict. It doesn't just look at talent and Aptitude; it also looks at Heart-Nature and Comprehension Ability. One cannot be missing either."

"That goes without saying! The Tianque Holy Land has an Old Ancestor in the Saint King Realm sitting in command! In the entire Eastern Wilderness, how many Holy Lands have such a foundation?"

"Saint King Realm? What kind of existence is that? I've lived for over twenty years and haven't even seen a Saint!"

"Heh, a Saint? I'm afraid you haven't even seen a powerhouse in the Asking Dao Realm, right?"

Whispers spread through the crowd. Some were excited, some nervous, some anxious, but most were filled with yearning.

The Tianque Holy Land was the place they dreamed of.

On the platform, several Elders of the Tianque Holy Land sat upright, their presence as deep as an abyss. Even the weakest was at the Primal Chaos Realm.

At the head was an old man with white hair, a thin face, and deep eyes. Dao runes flowed faintly around him, emitting a heart-palpitating Aura.

Peak of the Asking Dao Realm!

He was the Grand Elder of the Tianque Holy Land's outer sect, Xu Cang.

"The time has come." Xu Cang stood up, his aged face expressionless. His gaze swept over the crowd below. "Today is the Tianque Holy Land's decennial entrance selection. The rules remain the same—those who pass the test of the Heavenly Ladder may enter our Tianque Holy Land to cultivate."

He waved his hand, and a strand of Spiritual Qi surged from his palm, merging into the mountain wall behind the platform.

"Rumble—"

The mountain wall trembled, and a massive stone gate slowly opened.

Behind the stone gate was a winding stone staircase leading upward. On both sides of the staircase, spiritual light flowed, array patterns were dense, and it emitted a heart-palpitating Aura.

The Heavenly Ladder.

It had ninety-nine steps, and each step contained a test from the Holy Land.

Only those who can climb all ninety-nine steps are qualified to enter the Tianque Holy Land to cultivate.

The eyes of the crowd below flashed with brilliance, eager to try.

However—

Just at this moment!

The sky suddenly changed color!

The originally clear sky suddenly turned pitch black as ink!

A blood-colored moon emerged from the Void Realm, hanging in the horizon, emitting a strange, demonic light!

The blood moon hung in the sky, and the heavens and earth grieved together!

A sorrowful, desolate Aura permeated the air, enveloping the entire Tianque Holy Land!

"This... what is this?!"

"A blood moon in the sky! The heavens and earth grieving together! This is... this is the phenomenon of a Saint falling!"

"No... not just a Saint! This Aura... it's a Great Saint! Or even stronger!"

Terrified screams rose one after another. Everyone was so shocked by this scene that they were speechless.

Xu Cang's expression changed drastically. He suddenly looked up, staring fixedly at the blood moon in the sky, his eyes full of disbelief.

A Saint falling?

He remembered that there were no Saints in the Holy Land nearing the end of their lifespan, so how could a Saint suddenly fall?

An enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!

"Who is it?! Who dares to take action against my Tianque Holy Land?!"

His voice was trembling.

However—

No one answered him.

In the sky, the blood moon grew brighter and brighter, and its strange light enveloped the entire world.

An extremely terrifying Aura descended from the Void Realm, like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, pressing down so hard that everyone present couldn't breathe!

Cultivators below the Primal Chaos Realm were directly pressed to their knees on the ground, blood seeping from their seven orifices, their bodies trembling!

Powerhouses at the Primal Chaos Realm and Asking Dao Realm were no better off; their faces were ghastly pale, veins bulged on their foreheads, and they tried desperately to resist the Aura, yet they were still pressed down and unable to breathe!

Xu Cang's face was livid. He desperately circulated the spiritual power in his body, trying to resist the Aura.

But he knew in his heart that the owner of this Aura was far stronger than him!

At least a Great Saint Realm!

Possibly even the Saint King Realm!

"Tianque Holy Land Disciples, heed my order! Activate the mountain-protecting array!"

Xu Cang roared, his voice full of urgency.

Deep within the Tianque Holy Land, a dazzling light suddenly erupted!

A massive golden light barrier spread from the depths of the Holy Land, enveloping the entire mountain range!

The mountain-protecting array, activated!

However—

As soon as the golden light barrier appeared, it was pressed by the extremely terrifying Aura in the sky, causing it to tremble violently, and fine cracks began to appear on its surface!

"Crack, crack, crack—"

The cracking sound became more dense and louder.

In the blink of an eye, the entire golden light barrier was covered in dense cracks, like a delicate piece of porcelain about to shatter.

"How is this possible?!"

Xu Cang's pupils constricted, his face full of disbelief.

The Tianque Holy Land's mountain-protecting array was personally set up by the Saint King Realm Old Ancestor!

Even if a Saint King Realm powerhouse came, it would be impossible to break it with one strike!

Yet, this Aura before his eyes had actually brought the mountain-protecting array to the brink of collapse just by its pressure?!

What kind of existence is this?!

Just then—

In the Void Realm, a rift slowly tore open.

Like an invisible giant hand, it forcibly tore the space apart.

From the rift, a figure walked out.

A young man, hands tucked into his sleeves, wearing a green robe, with a lazy demeanor and a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, a pitch-black banner floated in mid-air. On the banner, countless hideous faces surged, emitting a heart-palpitating Devilish Qi.

It was Shen Qingyuan and the ten thousand soul banner.

Xu Cang stared fixedly at that figure, his whole body trembling.

He could not see through this young man's cultivation.

But the Aura emanating from the young man made him feel a fear from the depths of his Soul.

That was absolute suppression of strength!

"Your Excellency... who exactly are you?! Why do you want to be enemies with my Tianque Holy Land?!"

Xu Cang's voice was trembling.

Shen Qingyuan looked down at him, his mouth slightly curling into an arc.

"Enemies?"

He shook his head, his tone indifferent. "You Tianque Holy Land, you are not worthy."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

The ten thousand soul banner behind him suddenly erupted with dazzling black light!

That black light was as intense as ink, blinding people!

An extremely terrifying Aura permeated from the ten thousand soul banner, like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, sweeping across all directions!

Wherever it passed, the golden light barrier that was already on the verge of collapse exploded with a bang, turning into fragments and dissipating!

The mountain-protecting array, broken!

Xu Cang's face turned deathly pale. His whole body was sent flying by the impact of that Aura, slamming heavily onto the white jade platform, and he vomited a mouthful of blood!

"Pfft—"

The blood exploded in the air, a shocking sight.

He lay in the ruins, his chest collapsed, ribs broken, his face as pale as paper, his eyes filled with despair.

"You... you..."

His voice was trembling.

Shen Qingyuan ignored him, just raised his hand, and his slender fingers flicked lightly in the Void Realm.

The ten thousand soul banner turned into a pitch-black stream of light, falling from the high sky, and stuck straight into the core of the Tianque Holy Land—the ancestral land!

"Boom—!!!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud noise!

The entire Tianque Holy Land trembled violently!

The moment the ten thousand soul banner was inserted into the ground, an extremely terrifying Devilish Qi erupted from the banner, spreading in all directions like a tide!

Wherever it passed, Spiritual Qi was devoured, life force was plundered, flowers and trees withered rapidly, Spirit Beasts and Yao Beasts fled crazily, and even those ancient palaces began to show cracks!

"No—!!!"

Deep within the Tianque Holy Land, a shrill scream came.

That was the voice of Holy King Tianque.

He desperately urged the spiritual power in his body, wanting to resist the erosion of that Devilish Qi.

However—

Although the ten thousand soul banner was damaged, it was still a saint king weapon!

Moreover, Shen Qingyuan's throw not only inserted the ten thousand soul banner into the core of the Holy Land but also attached a wisp of his own Emperor Aura to it!

That Emperor Aura was like the judgment of the Heavenly Dao, irresistible and irreversible!

Holy King Tianque tried his best, but he was still suppressed by the Devilish Qi and couldn't move, even breathing became difficult!

"Quasi-Emperor... it really is a Quasi-Emperor..."

His voice was hoarse, his eyes full of despair.

He didn't expect that the Quasi-Emperor from the Southern Region would actually come to his door personally!

And he came so fast!

So fast that he didn't even have time to react!

"The Master... the Master will not let you off..."

Holy King Tianque hissed, his voice full of resentment.

Shen Qingyuan floated in the high sky, hands tucked into his sleeves, his green robe unmoved in the Devilish Qi.

He looked down at the Holy Land beneath his feet that was being eroded by Devilish Qi, his eyes without a ripple.

"The Master? It seems I didn't wrong you all."

He chuckled, his tone indifferent.

"I am waiting for him."