The emperors of the six hegemonic states descended upon the Riverview Platform with their Dharma Idols.
They each stood in the middle of the Six Directions Stone Pillars, as if they were supporting the heavens together with the Six Directions Stone Pillars.
The owner of the red, white, and green dragon robe said, "Inheriting the will of the Human Emperor, inheriting the virtue of the predecessors!"
His voice was so loud that it seemed to resound between heaven and earth.
It echoed on the Riverview Platform, but it also rolled far away, as if it was spreading its great will to the entire world.
"On the 11th day of the seventh month of the 3919th year of the Daoist calendar …"
This voice said, "Jing!"
Another voice that was extremely majestic, as if it was the rule of heaven and earth followed, "Qin!"
Then, there was a voice beside the Qin Emperor that was solemn, powerful, and like a cavalry with a sword and spear. "Jing!"
Then, there was a vast, High And Remote female voice that sounded like it was in the clouds. "Mu!"
Then, there was a voice that was indescribably noble, as if it was born supreme. "Chu!"
After circling around, there was finally a voice that was as deep as the sea and as majestic as the mountain. It was majestic and unstoppable. "Together!"
These six great voices each said their own words, but they merged into one —
"Here, guard the long river!"
These six great voices came from all over the world, encompassing all directions and rolling back and forth.
A great power descended.
The six towering Dharma Idols temporarily disappeared, and the "mirror screen" surrounded by the Six Directions Stone Pillars appeared again.
Through the mirror screen, people could see a huge seal slowly condensing on the turbulent and roaring Yellow River section.
There were six sides to this seal, which were known as the Six Directions Stone Pillars.
Each side was embossed with mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and it was a beautiful world.
There were nine dragons on this seal. The dragon's tail stood at the base, and the dragon's body was attached to one side. The nine dragon heads surrounded a huge sun.
There were eight Daoist words carved on the bottom, which read —
"Nine Dragons Holding the Sun, Forever Guard the Mountains and Rivers!"
This was the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun, Forever Guard the Mountains and Rivers Seal!
Legend had it that the Human Emperor was equipped with a treasure of the Six Directions Stone Pillars to guard the world. This was one of the treasures!
Ordinary cultivators could not see it at all. Even God Descending cultivators could only vaguely sense it —
From the Eastern Region, the Southern Region, the Western Region, the Northern Region, the Central Region, all the places where the human race had been, all the places where people had been …
The indistinct power gathered bit by bit like stars in the sky. Little by little, it became an ocean. At first, it was a thin stream, then it became a surging river. Finally, it became a mighty force!
That insignificant thing could be so great.
That indistinct aura could be so vigorous.
Endless great power was converging on the River-Viewing Platform.
Mountains and rivers, tens of thousands of people, Heaven and Earth as one.
This was the torrent of human dao!
The Nine Dragons Supporting the Sun Forever Suppressing the Mountains and Rivers Seal became clearer and clearer, and the mountains and rivers carved on the six sides also became more and more lively.
Under the great power of the six Emperors, the Nine Dragons Holding the Sun Forever Suppressing Mountain River Seal slowly descended.
"My husband! With the river as the xuan paper and heaven and earth as the seal … "
The eulogy of that sage from the Confucian Sect seemed to resound in his heart, resonating with the sound of the long river.
The Nine Dragons Supporting the Sun Forever Suppressing the Mountains and Rivers Seal was thus imprinted.
Touch the raging waves and the raging waves stop, seal the raging waves and the raging waves calm down.
Then, he would have to guard the Ancestral River for at least ten years!
"… Make the wind and rain smooth, the mountains and rivers solid, the world peaceful, and the people safe!"
He did not know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Wang seemed to have heard a wail.
The immortal aura could testify that there was no such thing as a "voice" at all.
This sound was more like some kind of resonance on the soul level.
It was like watching autumn leaves fall, and it felt even more lonely.
It was like the entire river was trembling.
However, this faint "wail" also gradually dissipated as the waves of the Yellow River calmed down.
In the "mirror screen", the water level could be seen dropping rapidly. Three feet, two feet, three feet …
Soon, the two ancient Dragon Suppressing Bridges were like high cliffs again.
The long river became so calm and gentle, as if it had just turned over and fallen asleep again.
On the ancient bridge, not a drop of water could be seen, disappearing without a trace.
On the World Platform, everyone was deeply moved.
In that ancient era that could no longer be investigated in detail, where did the human race have a foothold?
The darkness was as long as the years.
In the long history, generations of sages had overcome all obstacles and fought against the wind and waves. Generations of humans had fought endlessly to turn this "modern world" into the "human world".
What would forever guard the mountains and rivers was never the treasure of the six directions.
What supported the heavens and the earth was never the pillar that supported the heavens.
It was "people".
It was "people" who advanced dauntlessly and risked their lives.
The word "people" stood in the heavens and the earth.
The "mirror screen" that surrounded the four directions disappeared once again.
The six indomitable figures appeared once again.
They were like six towering giants overlooking the Pillar of Six Directions, the grand event of the human race in Tianjiao.
This was the main competition of the Yellow River Gathering, the peak event of the young people in Tianjiao in the modern world.
All the countries in Tianjiao were gathered here. Who could be famous in the world?
Everyone sat on the spectator stands, holding their breaths as they waited for the competition to begin.
The red-faced Xian Nankui stood under the A Martial Arts Practice Platform and did not have any intention of making a sound.
Even the commander of the God's Will Army, Xian Nankui, felt that the hosting of the Yellow River Gathering was not proper enough.
They could not see the movement and did not know how it happened. On the C Martial Arts Practice Platform, a Daoist appeared out of thin air.
This Daoist wore a luxurious Daoist robe made of gold and jade. His Daoist hair was tied up with a golden jade hairpin.
His face was rosy and his facial features were handsome.
He looked around and looked at the six Dharma Forms of the six Emperors. Finally, he lowered his head slightly towards Emperor Jing as a sign of respect.
"Yu Qu of Mount Yujing pays his respects to all the Supremes."
His face was calm and there was no aura around him. However, his voice was very warm and gentle, as if it could soothe the souls of those who heard it.
"This Yellow River Gathering will be hosted by me," he said.
This Perfected Cultivator from Mount Yujing extended his hand towards the eastern spectator stand and said, "Mr. Ao, please take a seat!"
On the eastern spectator stand, there was a single luxurious chair at the highest point. Gold and jade intertwined with each other, and gems adorned it like stars.
The back of the chair was leaning against the Pillar of Six Directions.
The position of this Pillar of Six Directions was between the Dharma Forms of Emperor Jing and Emperor Qi.
Therefore, the person on this chair was also between the two Emperors.
Similarly, there was no movement. A figure wearing a long golden robe with an indistinct face landed on the chair.
Although he was also a Supreme-Being and sat above everyone present. However, compared to the six Emperors who supported the Heaven's Ring World, he was a little dim.
Yu Qu had no intention of introducing him. He only glanced at Xian Nankui, who was below the A Martial Arts Practice Platform, and he had already completed the exchange of information regarding the Yellow River Gathering.
Then, he said, "Tianjiao of the Outer Pavilions of the various countries, please enter."
He took a step back and stepped off the Martial Arts Practice Platform. His voice was still clear in everyone's ears as he said, "The names have been decided. Everyone has their own opponents. Life and death are fated. Victory and defeat are fought for. "
"Please be the King of Drama!"
On the right of Jiang Wang, Jung Genzun stood up calmly.
There was a faint smile on his face, and there was no trace of nervousness in his ink-black eyes.
He seemed to be walking slowly, but he was actually walking quickly.
He was dressed in white and looked magnificent. The moment he stepped onto the "Geng" Martial Arts Practice Platform, he became the center of attention.
The 16 Tianjiao of the Outer Pavilions would fight on eight Martial Arts Practice Platforms at the same time.
One battle would determine the top eight.
Jung Genzun's opponent also stood in front of him at this moment.
Due to the tacit agreement between the Six Great Nations, Jung Genzun of Qi's opponent was Tai Yin, who came from the Tai Family of Xia.
He was the grandnephew of Tai Hua, who had died at the Sword Peak Mountain.
This was a young Tianjiao who could be considered handsome.
Facing the Qi people, he was truly filled with hatred for his country and family.
He had a reason to be angry and the cause of his hatred.
However, he looked at Jung Genzun calmly.
It was as if he was facing an ordinary passerby.
He did not know him before, he did not know him now, and he did not need to remember him in the future.
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