Sun God Sect.
The sect leader was waiting outside with his son and daughter.
Suddenly, the door to the stone pagoda opened and Zhou Tong walked out.
"Did the Saint Emperor say anything?" The Sun God Sect leader immediately asked.
Zhou Tong shook his head and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. However, if you want to know, you can ask the Emperor's Pagoda. If the Saint Emperor wishes for you to know, the Emperor's Pagoda will definitely tell you!"
"Is that so …" The Sun God Sect leader felt a bit regretful.
These words were no different from a refusal.
If the Saint Emperor wished for them to know what happened, then there was no need to ask the Emperor's Pagoda. Zhou Tong would directly tell them. But if the Saint Emperor didn't wish for them to know, then asking the Emperor's Pagoda would be useless.
Zhou Tong pondered for a moment. Then, he glanced at the Sun God Sect leader Little Tong and his talented little sister and said, "This time, I have received the Saint Emperor's great kindness. I have no way of repaying him, so I'll gift you a small protective technique to express my gratitude!"
As he spoke, Zhou Tong stretched out his hands and pointed at Little Tong and his big sister's foreheads.
Instantly, countless divine chains of order appeared in their minds, turning into a nine-layered dao diagram that deeply imprinted itself between their eyebrows.
Nine esoteric words – Xing Esoteric Word!
Since the Ancient Sun God Sect already had the complete Sun True Scripture, then they didn't need to worry about their attack, defense, cultivation, healing, and so on. The Saint Emperor's Dao was only slightly weaker in the aspect of speed. Zhou Tong could be said to have made up for their greatest 'weakness'.
In an instant, Little Tong and his little brother were immersed in this divine technique. The nine-layered dao diagram was simply too profound and mysterious. In an instant, they were completely immersed in it.
"This matter is over. I won't stay in the Ancient Sun God Sect any longer! Farewell! " Zhou Tong said one last time. Then, he directly went to the Ancient Sun God Sect's reception hall and found Ye Fan and the others.
Finally, he left the Ancient Sun God Sect and directly crossed the void to the Grand Pure Realm.
Zhou Tong had Yin Tiande's memories, so he easily entered the Grand Pure Realm. In front of them, purple qi permeated the air. An ancient tower stood there. It wasn't very grand, but it had an aura that could suppress heaven and earth.
Clouds and mists surged. That palace was like an immortal divine palace. There was a type of great dao aura swirling about, making people feel deep reverence.
"Grand Pure Realm, Eight Visions Temple …" Looking at this small world, Ye Fan inexplicably thought of his hometown.
"Don't think about it. The Five-Colored Altar is the most important thing here!" Zhou Tong approached the palace.
There was no one in the entire Grand Pure Realm.
Yin Tiande originally had a younger brother, but after his death, his younger brother immediately abandoned Eight Visions Temple. He knew that it was impossible for him to stop the Zi Wei cultivators who coveted the Eight Visions Temple.
"The Dao that can be said is not an ordinary Dao. The name that can be named is not an ordinary name …"
In front of them, this purple palace was like an incense burner. It gave off a purple mist that rose into the air. It had a holy, grand, faraway, and mysterious aura.
The palace was full of scriptures that were sparkling and translucent, as if they were going to be branded in the void. It was the scripture that Zhou Tong's group was very familiar with — the Book of Daoism.
"The Book of Daoism, Eight Visions Temple is indeed the inheritance left behind by Laozi!" Ye Fan and Pang Bo were very excited. "I wonder if there are any scriptures left behind by Laozi here!"
"There aren't any. After Yin Tiande obtained the scriptures, he destroyed everything." Zhou Tong said softly. He directly opened the door of Eight Visions Temple according to Yin Tiande's memories.
The group immediately walked into Eight Visions Temple. Immediately, a dense aura surrounded them, making them feel comfortable, as if they were bathing in immortal qi.
This was a cultivation treasure left behind by Laozi. Cultivating here was faster than anywhere else.
"This place has half the effects of the Bodhi Tree. No wonder Yin Tiande is so strong!" Pang Bo sighed.
Eight Visions Temple was empty. Other than a stone platform, there was nothing else. It was very quiet. Although there was not a speck of dust, and although they did find some stone books, the contents had long been destroyed by Yin Tiande.
"But where is the Five Colored Altar?" Ye Fan asked.
"The Five Colored Altar is not here. It's underground. Let's go out first and lift this palace up. Then you'll be able to see it!" Zhou Tong was the first to leave Eight Visions Temple, followed by Ye Fan and the rest.
"Who can lift this palace?" Pang Bo looked at Eight Visions Temple and was speechless.
Even the wisps of purple mist that escaped from Eight Visions Temple were as heavy as ten thousand catties. One could imagine the weight of this palace.
"You'll know when you try. With your physique, you might be able to lift it!" Zhou Tong said.
"Alright, I'll give it a try!" Pang Bo took a deep breath. Veins popped out all over his body as his blood, divine energy, and dao laws surged. A majestic aura exuded from him and Eight Visions Temple.
Gradually, Eight Visions Temple was lifted up by Pang Bo.
Unfortunately, with a final boom, Eight Visions Temple fell back to the ground.
"Just a little bit more!" Ye Fan couldn't help but feel pity for Pang Bo.
"Pang Bo is close to the eighth limit. If he continues to cultivate here for a few more years, it won't be a problem for him to break through to the eighth limit!" Zhou Tong nodded.
"No, no, I still can't lift it up. It seems like we need at least a second-level immortal foundation expert with the strength of an eighth limit to lift Eight Visions Temple!" Pang Bo panted at the side. Just now, he had used up almost all of his blood, blood, and divine energy.
"You might not be able to break through to the eighth limit. It has to be an eighth limit prodigy who specializes in physical strength! If Ye Fan doesn't use dao laws, he should be able to lift it up with brute force and divine energy. But for me … "Zhou Tong shook his head. He walked to the side of Eight Visions Temple and grabbed it.
"Rise!"
Zhou Tong shouted. He used the strongest strength of his physical body and truly displayed his most terrifying divine energy. His unparalleled physical body had been tempered by the "Indestructible Scripture".
There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of divine energy, but his entire body surged with a monstrous amount of blood and energy.
At this moment, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Zi Xia involuntarily retreated. Zhou Tong's physical body was simply too terrifying. He actually used brute force to lift Eight Visions Temple with a single hand.
Ye Fan and the others were dumbfounded!
"The Tyrant Body and the Saint Body should be on the same level. Why is the Little Overlord so much stronger than you?" Pang Bo looked at Ye Fan.
"How would I know? He most likely has an emperor-level body tempering technique, and it's the strongest kind!" Ye Fan was also dumbfounded.
He didn't even use his divine energy. He only used brute force to lift Eight Visions Temple with a single hand?
"Boom!"
Eight Visions Temple left the ground and was lifted above Zhou Tong's head!
"Buzz!"
At this moment, the Eight Visions Temple that was lifted up shone with a five-colored divine light. It flashed continuously and looked very mysterious.
"It's really the five-colored altar!" Ye Fan stared at the altar with excitement in his eyes.
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