Back in the Nine Continents, the Heaven Mending Formation had two halls, the Inner and Outer Halls, for the various sects to discuss matters. If there weren't many sects, then the Inner Halls would be sufficient. But if there were dozens or even hundreds of sects, then the Outer Halls would have to be used.
The Outer Halls were divided into Upper, Middle, and Lower Halls. In the Upper Halls, there were six seats reserved for the Dharma Pagodas and Spirit Mountains. Originally, only people from the Qincang School, the Shaoqing Sect, the Yuxiao school, the Netherspring Sect, and the owner, the Heaven Mending Pavilion, could sit here.
But now, only the Qincang School and the Shaoqing Sect were qualified to occupy these seats.
However, considering that the Origin Mirage Sect also had Xue Dingyuan, a Mortal Metamorphosis cultivator, they also invited him to sit.
Currently, there were six people who could be considered true cultivators in the Nine Continents, and each of them could occupy a seat. In the future, if there were more people who could reach this level, they could add more seats.
Below the Upper Halls were the Middle Halls. Based on the situation in the Mountain and Sea Realm, only Daoist Paradise was qualified to sit here. As for the Lower Halls, they were reserved for the various sect leaders.
In fact, there was the lowest level, which were the scattered and small sects. Usually, the Sect Leaders were only at the first Yuanying stage, or at the Core Transformation stage. Normally, they relied on the great sects to fight against the Demons and Devils of the Mountain and Sea Realm. They didn't have much power on their own, but because of the occupation of the Jun Chen Realm, they had to use every bit of their strength. Today, they were invited as well. However, these people didn't have seats in the formation, and could only listen to the discussions outside.
Outside the formation diagram, more than a thousand divine blue birds pulled a cloud raft and flew over. Following the arrival of this mount, there was also a clear light that rippled out like water. After a short while, it slowly disappeared.
Everyone knew at a glance that it was another Daoist Paradise who had arrived. This strange phenomenon was caused by the aura and magic of the body being restrained.
Someone who recognized him said, "It's Tao Zhenren from the Clear Feather Sect."
Tao Zhenhong waited for the chariot to land and then walked out. The Daoist Heavenly Abode, who had arrived first, as well as the cultivators he had interacted with, all came over to greet him. Their words were filled with enthusiasm.
The various sects and clans had established themselves in the Mountain and Sea Realm, and in the process of exterminating Demons and Devils, it was inevitable that disciples would be sacrificed. However, ever since the Pure Feather Sect had given birth to the Demonic Dragon, the number of casualties had been greatly reduced. It was easy to imagine that in the future, when the sects and clans expanded their territory, they would need to borrow the Pure Feather Sect's resources. Because of that, as the disciples of the Pure Feather Sect walked along with their Patriarch, they were constantly greeted by people.
At that moment, Ding Xuan and Yang Yanzhen were also among the younger disciples of Clear Feather Sect. Due to their master, Chen Yicong, they rarely interacted with the outside world. Since no one came up to talk to them, they were happy with the peace and quiet.
Yang Yanzhen looked towards the front. Although he cultivated under Clear Feather's tutelage, this was his first time seeing his own Patriarch. However, he had been warned beforehand and knew how powerful the Patriarch was, so he didn't dare to look too long. He only glanced briefly before lowering his head.
It was at this point that Tao Zhenhong suddenly stopped in place and exchanged greetings with a tall, slender woman. After exchanging a few words, they walked up to the spiritual platform.
Yang Yanzhen curiously looked at her a few times. He saw that although this woman's face was also extremely beautiful, her entire body was filled with a vigorous heroic spirit. However, at this time, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his eyes, and tears unconsciously flowed from his eyes.
Off to the side, Ding Xuan giggled and said, "Little Junior Brother, I told you not to stare, but you didn't listen. Look at you, your eyes are swollen."
Yang Yanzhen rotated his energy, and his eyes shone with a bit of coolness. He had already recovered. In response to his Elder Sister's teasing, he smiled and said, "Elder Sister, I didn't expect that the Daoist woman to be a Daoist Paradise. Which Sect Leader is she?"
A look of envy and yearning appeared on Ding Xuan's face. "That's Sect Leader Lan of the Lishan Sect," she said. "I've heard that she's only been in the Dao for 800 years. Among the Daoist Paradises of the various sects, she's the only Daoist woman to sit in the position of Sect Leader."
Yang Yanzhen saw her expression and smiled. "Elder Sister's talent is extraordinary. If you work hard, you might become a Sect Leader in the future."
Ding Xuan glared at him, but for some reason, at this moment, a thought that she had never had before appeared in the depths of her heart. She clenched her fists uncontrollably.
The people of the Clear Feather Sect had already arrived at the spiritual platform in the outer hall. A Daoist came up to greet Tao Zhenhong and said, "Sect Leader Tao, please follow me."
Tao Zhenhong said to Yun Suhan, "Sect Leader Yun, I'll be going first."
Yun Suhan bowed and said, "Take care, Sect Leader Tao. We'll meet again in the hall."
Tao Zhenhong took the lead and stepped onto a Dharma Pagoda Spiritual Peak. The disciples behind him hurriedly followed. When everyone was standing there, he used his magic power to communicate with the array pivot under his feet. The Dharma Pagoda Spiritual Peak shook and soared into the thick clouds in the sky.
After a short while, there was a rumble. The spiritual peak broke through the clouds and came to the sky.
Yang Yanzhen looked around and saw that there were hundreds of Dharma Mountains floating in the surroundings. Some were near, some were near, and all of them were emitting spiritual light. Under the contrast of the void above them, they seemed to have merged with the ten thousand stars.
The spiritual peak that the Clear Feather Sect was on floated up slowly and steadily. Soon, it passed most of the sects and reached a very high place. There were only two that could stand side by side with it. They were the Pingdu Sect and the Huanzhen Temple.
The spiritual peak was ranked according to the cultivation of the cultivator in charge of the place. If one's mana was not enough, they would be ranked lower.
While Yang Yanzhen was watching, he heard Tao Zhenhong's voice. "This place is full of spiritual vigor, and it has been cleansed by the array restriction. It is the clearest. There are still a few days before the meeting. You can cultivate here."
When he heard this, he knew that this was a rare opportunity. He greeted Ding Xuan, sat up straight, and slowly guided the spiritual vigor into his body.
In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed. Suddenly, there was the sound of a bell, and he woke up from his meditation. He looked around and realized that there were a few more spiritual peaks around him. Moreover, there was a turbid air floating around two of them. He recognized that they were where the spiritual doors were, and he could not help but look expectant. He said, "I wonder if little sister is coming this time."
He looked to the side and saw six spiritual peaks that were shining with red light. They were located slightly lower than where he was. The Qi dynamic was obviously the power of Qi and blood, which he was most familiar with. He immediately knew that the Great Mystic cultivators of the six countries had arrived.
And outside of the many Dharma Mountains, there was a mountain that stood alone. There was a thick demonic aura spreading from the blood and Qi. He understood that among the Demon Clan, only the Ox Dragon Clan of the Hundred South Sieve Continent was qualified to enter this place.
Seeing that there were so many mighty people here, he thought about how this meeting was to occupy the space outside the sky, and how he could participate in such a big event. He could not help but feel excited.
After waiting for another half a day, there was another sound of the bell above the sky. In the eyes of the Spiritual Masters of the various sects, six spiritual peaks appeared one by one.
On the spiritual peak in the northwest, there was a cloud that was as white as snow that floated over. It looked pure and untainted, and it melted into one place like a fine white jade.
When everyone looked over, they saw that the surface of the cloud reflected all kinds of beautiful things in people's hearts, and also corresponded to various sexual thoughts. For a moment, people's hearts were shaken, and those who did not have enough willpower did not dare to look away. They quickly circulated their hearts to avoid embarrassing themselves in front of their peers.
However, the junior disciples of the various sects were not aware of it. That was because the prohibition in the formation map had covered their eyes. Unlike their masters who could see the changes in the spiritual vigor inside, they were not affected at all.
The cloud slowly descended and slowly gathered on the Upper Palace's altar. It was a Daoist with black hair and white clothes. It was the Sect Leader of the Yuan Shen Sect, Xue Dingyuan. He sat cross-legged, and his figure was faintly discernible. It was as though he would not exist in the world if a gust of wind blew over.
Ping Du Sect's Lan Yanchu looked away and slowly exhaled. He calmed his mana and thought to himself, 'With the protection of the Heaven Patching Formation Map, even if we look directly at the appearance of the Spiritual Bodies of the Spiritual Masters, we will not be hurt. Our minds will only be shaken, and we can use this to train.'
At that moment, there were many people who had the same thought as him. They were all thinking of using this visualization to train themselves and improve their cultivation.
In a flash, starlight shone down from the spiritual peak in the west. Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they looked over. However, with one look, they felt as though the light pierced into their hearts, and it was slightly painful like needles. What was more terrifying was that the Qi dynamic did not seem to dissipate. Instead, it became stronger and stronger, as though if they let it go on, they would be cut into pieces.
Everyone immediately understood that this was the Qi dynamic in their bodies being stimulated by the Spiritual Qi within the sword. They quickly calmed their minds and suppressed it with all their might.
After a long time, the sword light that was like a river of stars suddenly gathered together. Yue Xuanxiao and Ying Chunqiu appeared and sat down on their respective altars.
After a while, the sound of surging water could be heard. Just by listening to the movement, it felt as though the entire Mountain and Sea Realm was about to be overturned. Although they knew that this was not the case, it still caused many people's expressions to change. Some people with weaker willpower could not help but stand up.
Everyone could vaguely guess what was going on. The Spiritual Masters did not appear at the same time, but one by one. It was clear that they were deliberately helping them, allowing them to take advantage of the gap to calm their Qi dynamic.
After realizing this, everyone who thought that their cultivation was strong enough let go of their previous restraints and used their hearts to sense the Qi dynamic.
After the sound of the water continued for a while, it stopped. Sect Leader Qin and Meng Zhide appeared one after another, and their surging Qi dynamic was also restrained.
After all, this kind of opportunity was hard to come by. However, they knew that there was still one more person who had not arrived. There was still a chance, so they pulled themselves together and waited patiently.
After a hundred breaths of time, a chaotic and unpredictable profound energy suddenly descended from the northern sky, enveloping the entire formation.
As soon as this Qi appeared, everyone present had an illusion that there was a huge force constantly pressing down on them. Under this force, their Spirit Dharma bodies became extremely small, and as time passed, it seemed as though heaven and earth were gradually swallowed up by this Qi. Only an inch of space remained. This feeling was so strong that they almost lost connection with their own magic power. However, after experiencing the previous two trials, most of them had the experience to deal with it, so they managed to survive.
The cultivators of the Nine Continents could still hold on, but Gongxian Zao and the other Great Mystic cultivators of the six nations, as well as the Great Sage ox dragons, were in a difficult situation. They felt that their blood and Qi were being pressed down by a vast Weili, as if if they relaxed, their bodies would be crushed to pieces. Their previous method was useless, so they could only use their magic power to activate the Protective Restrictive Formation, and only then were they able to hold on.
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