In the far west, on the White Tiger Continent, there were dozens of huge wooden palaces among the rolling mountains. The walls of these palaces were all made of huge logs, which gave people a strong sense of awe.
The moment the Demon King ascended, many people walked out of these wooden palaces.
Among these people, there were young and old.
However, everyone's temperament was extraordinary. A few old men's eyes were full of vicissitudes and wisdom.
One of the old men, who looked like he had one foot in the grave, looked at the endless sky above his head and said softly, "Someone has ascended … and it looks like he's very powerful! Even the Heavenly Tribulation can't do anything to him. "
"Could it be that person?" A young man who looked to be in his thirties asked in a deep voice.
Upon closer inspection, the young man's eyes seemed to be full of vicissitudes. It was obvious that he was much older than he looked.
"Most likely." The old man coughed twice and said, "Go tell Qin Xiao that that person has ascended."
"Will that be …?" A faint look of worry flashed in the eyes of the young man next to him.
"No, I believe that he will work harder." The old man's wrinkled face revealed a faint smile. Then, he said, "Our Lone City … has not entered the world for too many years. Also, go and inform a few young children to work harder. The sect meeting that happens once every fifty years will be coming in a few years. This time, the Lone City Sword, Transcendent Flying Immortal, and the other four sects will all send people to participate. "
"Are we going to enter the world?" The young man asked.
The old man shook his head slightly. "No, we are going to explore the secrets!"
"Can those young disciples from the low-level sects do it?" The young man frowned.
The old man smiled faintly. "Don't look down on the people of the world. Besides, even if that person ascends, isn't his disciple still around?"
The young man left thoughtfully.
The others all narrowed their eyes and looked in the direction of the distant sky. Many people had yearning in their eyes.
Ascension … was the only motivation for their cultivation to this day!
…
In the south, on the Vermilion Bird continent.
It was a very secretive place.
Actually, it was not that secretive, because this place looked like a very ordinary small mountain village.
Smoke curled up from the chimney of a thatched hut, and children chased and played in the fields.
What was unusual was that there were no signs of human habitation within tens of thousands of miles of this small mountain village.
This was the location of the One Sword.
Even the sects on the Vermillion Bird continent didn't know that the dignified One Sword actually looked like a small village in the secular world.
The moment the Demon King ascended, the small village that was originally filled with the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs and children playing around instantly quietened down.
Even the seven or eight-year-old children raised their heads and looked into the void in the distance.
Although they couldn't see anything, they seemed to be able to see something from their serious expressions.
Many people walked out of their houses and looked to the north at the same time.
"Someone has ascended." A middle-aged man with a full beard said solemnly, "It has been many years since someone has ascended. This time, it is the Azure Dragon."
"Have you heard of it? The Azure Dragon Sect has a very impressive person. " It was a young woman who looked to be in her twenties. She was wearing a very old-fashioned floral dress. The only thing that made people gasp in admiration was her face, which was as white and tender as a peeled egg, even though she did not have any makeup on.
"I heard that person sent a Xiantian Realm cultivator flying with a single slap." A peasant woman who looked to be in her forties spoke with a smile. She had an ordinary appearance and was also dressed in an old-fashioned floral dress.
"Don't gloat. The Xiantian Realm cultivator of the Gu City might not be weaker than you," the bearded middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
The peasant woman seemed a little unconvinced. "I'm at Xiantian Realm Level Seven, I can beat that brat up!"
The bearded middle-aged man rolled his eyes and laughed coldly. "I think you're itching for a beating after not getting spanked for a few days!"
"Aiya, He Feng, I think you're the one who's itching for a beating!" The peasant woman raised her thick eyebrows. "Wanna spar?"
"Do you think I'm afraid of you? Hua Sanniang, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you're my wife! "The bearded middle-aged man laughed coldly.
"Dad, Mom, are you guys done? Is there any meaning to this? "The young woman in her twenties complained.
"Hmph!" He Feng snorted and turned to leave.
"Hmph!" Hua Sanniang also snorted and turned to leave.
Everyone's mouths twitched, but their faces were expressionless. It seemed like they were already used to this weird couple.
At this time, an old woman who had been silent all this while said in a deep voice, "Hua Xiaoya, get ready to go into seclusion for a few years."
"Why?" The young woman's almond-shaped eyes widened as she looked at the old woman. "Grandma, didn't you say that you were going to let me go out to play?"
"The Sect Conference that happens once every fifty years is about to begin. This time, you'll be representing the One Sword Sect," the old woman said lightly.
"Ah? Participating in their conference? Is there any meaning to it? " Hua Xiaoya's handsome face revealed a disdainful expression. "Isn't it bullying for me to go?"
"Do you really think you're invincible?" The old woman's dragon-headed walking stick paused as she glared at the young woman. "This time, the One Sword Sect of the Gu City and the Heavenly Flying Immortal will be sending people."
"Why?" The young woman, Hua Xiaoya, seemed to be interested. "Can I go beat up the brats of those three sects?"
The old woman glared at the young woman fiercely. "Hua Xiaoya!"
Hua Xiaoya shrunk her neck and put her hands in her sleeves, pretending to be very honest. However, her quick-witted eyes betrayed her.
"Remember this! In this world, you're not the only expert. The disciple of that person who ascended might not be weaker than you! " The old woman rolled her eyes and turned to return to the house. She said, "You didn't learn anything good from your parents. You're always beating up this and that. Don't get beaten up by others when the time comes …"
"Aiya, Grandma, don't look down on me. When the time comes, I'll be beaten up by you!" Hua Xiaoya looked indignant.
"If you have the ability, come out of the Sinkhole alive and then brag to me." The old woman's voice came from the room. Following that, the wooden door slammed shut.
Someone at the side teased, "Hua Xiaoya, go to the Sinkhole and beat everyone up. I support you!"
"Yes, yes, we also support you going to the Sinkhole and beating everyone up!" A group of people jeered from the side.
Hua Xiaoya sneered and rolled her eyes. "So be it! What's so great about it? Hmph, when the time comes, I'll beg Grandma to bring all of you along! "
Boom!
The crowd of onlookers immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
The Sinkhole —
This was a forbidden place among the four sects, the One Sword Sect of the Gu City and the Heavenly Flying Immortal.
Even the most talented young man did not dare say that he could escape unscathed from there.
However, without exception, anyone who entered the Sinkhole and came out alive had all cultivated to an extremely high realm in a very short period of time!
There was great danger there, but there were also great opportunities!
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