179: A divine eye? A blind man? (Sixty-four)

The news of the battle at the Subduing Dragon Platform spread across the Five Domains within just a few days, causing a huge sensation.

You Chen, the Saint of the Qing Clan.

This name, which should have fallen fifteen years ago, announced its return in a shocking manner.

Furthermore, immediately upon his return, he single-handedly suppressed and killed three top Prodigies: the Tyrant Sky Saint, the Xuan Ming Holy Maiden, and the Five Elements Saint Body.

This news was too shocking.

So much so that when it first spread, no one believed it.

It was not until eyewitnesses released the image-recording stones from that day to the public.

The entire Five Domains was shaken by it.

In the image-recording stones, the footage was not very clear, but it was enough to record that astonishing scene.

"Fifteen years, what exactly did he experience in the God Burial Ruins?"

Countless Cultivators were incomparably shocked after watching that footage.

However.

The popularity of this storm, which was enough to shake the Five Domains for decades, did not last long.

Just because something more magnificent, related to the future of all Cultivators, had occurred.

The Ancient Starry Road, precursors to its appearance.

The Dao roared, resounding through heaven and earth.

Ancient Orthodoxy released news.

"Emperor's Road contention, ten thousand Daos return to one."

"The star road as a guide, Prodigies as steps."

"Three thousand 'dao platforms' will be established across the Five Domains for a period of one year."

"One year later, only the final victors on the dao platforms will have the qualification to step onto the Ancient Starry Road."

This news, like a heavenly decree, instantly suppressed all discussions about You Chen.

The first threshold of the contention for emperor fate was placed fairly and cruelly before all Prodigies.

Compared to fighting for that ethereal, unique emperor fate.

This imminent Dao Platform Contest was the most realistic and urgent matter.

In an instant, the entire Five Domains began to move.

Countless Cultivators who considered themselves exceptionally talented walked out from their respective Orthodoxy.

They had only one goal.

To rush to the nearest dao platform and fight for a spot among the thousands of places.

The prelude to the Great Era had truly begun.

...

Qing Clan Secret Realm.

You Chen's return, and the brief appearance of the Qing Clan Venerable, made the atmosphere of the entire Qing Clan subtle.

Countless clansmen felt happy for the return of You Chen and Qing Yao.

But after returning, You Chen and Qing Yao went directly into the deepest level of seclusion.

They needed time to digest their previous experiences.

Above the fairy island, under the ancient pine.

Jun Yun slowly withdrew his gaze looking toward the starry road in the firmament.

"Dao Platform Contest, huh..."

He whispered to himself.

Sixty-five years of dormancy; he had stayed in the Qing Clan long enough.

Although Spiritual Qi was abundant here, with countless resources, it was ultimately not his dojo.

His path was not in the Qing Clan.

Jun Yun stood up and dusted the dust off his robes.

He did not bid farewell to anyone.

He just quietly left this fairy island, left this ancient Secret Realm.

Just like when he arrived, he did not disturb anyone.

Stepping onto the land of the Central Plains again, Jun Yun could clearly feel the changes in heaven and earth.

The air was filled with a tense and fanatical atmosphere.

Countless powerful auras rose from all directions, turning into streams of light, converging toward the same direction.

That was the location of a dao platform set up in the Central Plains.

Jun Yun changed his appearance, suppressing his cultivation aura to the most inconspicuous level.

Transforming into an unremarkable Loose Cultivator, he blended into the massive crowd heading toward the dao platform.

A few days later.

A magnificent ancient city appeared at the end of his vision.

Tianjiao City.

This was the ancient city closest to the dao platform.

At this moment, the city was overcrowded.

On the streets, young Cultivators with powerful auras and divine light protecting their bodies could be seen everywhere.

They looked arrogant, their Battle Intent high, and every one of them was full of confidence in themselves.

Various powerful Bloodline auras collided here without any concealment.

The entire city was shrouded in intense Battle Intent.

Jun Yun walked on the crowded street, appearing completely inconspicuous.

He was like a true passerby, calmly observing all of this.

Suddenly.

His footsteps paused slightly.

His gaze was attracted by a young man walking toward him at the end of the street.

The young man was wearing plain, washed-out cloth clothes, and his appearance was extremely ordinary.

His aura was restrained to the extreme.

No, that was not restraint.

That was true "Nothingness."

There was no Spiritual Qi fluctuation on him, and his Divine Soul aura was no different from a Mortal.

His aura returned to the dust.

He walked so calmly among the countless Prodigies with powerful auras and flashing divine light.

Yet he appeared incomparably harmonious and natural.

The surrounding Prodigies, who had powerful auras and were wary of each other, did not even notice his existence as they brushed past him.

But in Jun Yun's heart, an inexplicable vigilance arose.

If he had not cultivated the Mind's Eye technique, perhaps Jun Yun would also have been unable to perceive this person's existence like the other Prodigies.

"This person is absolutely extraordinary..."

Out of caution and curiosity.

Jun Yun quietly activated his Nine-Colored Double Pupils to bolster his Mind's Eye.

His gaze pierced through the layers of figures and fell upon the young man in cloth clothes.

He wanted to see what exactly this person's Luck looked like.

However.

The scene that entered his eyes in the next moment made his spirit shake violently.

There was no color.

There was no form.

He did not see any concrete form of Luck.

Above the head of the young man in cloth clothes was a bottomless, slowly rotating Chaos vortex.

The lights of Luck, whether strong or weak, rising from the surrounding Prodigies would be silently twisted and pulled when approaching that vortex, unable to stir up even a ripple.

The possibilities and terror contained within that Chaos Luck were actually ten thousand times more terrifying than You Chen, whose Luck had already transformed into a brilliant long river after experiencing Nirvana.

If You Chen's Luck was a rushing great river.

Then this Chaos vortex was an abyss capable of devouring everything.

Just as Jun Yun's heart tightened and he wanted to strengthen his Nine-Colored Double Pupils to investigate further.

The young man in cloth clothes, who had been walking slowly, suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head.

A pair of seemingly ordinary eyes traversed the bustling crowd.

They fell precisely and accurately onto Jun Yun.

The young man did not show anger.

Instead, he smiled indifferently.

That smile was very calm.

But it made Jun Yun shudder.

As if all the secrets on his body, including the Nine-Colored Double Pupils that were currently spying, had nowhere to hide under those ordinary eyes.