When the bell rang, the strong cultivators of the Eastern Barren Territory would enter the mountain.
Qin Yu's words were a disaster for Ye Futian. The Eastern Barren Territory was so big. After entering the mountain, no one could guarantee that no ambitious people would want to use Ye Futian's life to enter the Qin Dynasty.
There were many cultivators of all levels in the Eastern Barren Territory. However, not everyone had the talent and luck to enter a top force, let alone marry the princess of the Qin Dynasty.
If they really had such an opportunity, they would undoubtedly be able to make a leap, even if it was extremely risky.
No one knew what would happen on Sky Mountain or what they would encounter. Qin Yu's words were sinister. It was also the Qin Dynasty's style of doing things.
However, the Cottage couldn't be like them.
Ye Futian gazed at Qin Yu and Qin Li's backs. His eyes were also filled with murderous intent. If he had the chance, he wouldn't show mercy either.
Countless people saw the meeting between the two forces. They understood that if the Qin Dynasty had the confidence to destroy the College and the Cottage, they wouldn't be polite.
"Let's go," Zhuge Hui said. Said Zhuge Hui. Everyone nodded. Then, the group stepped into the air and headed towards the number one mountain in the Eastern Barren Territory.
Soon, the strong cultivators gathered in Shu City set off one after another. Along the way, there were countless strong cultivators like a terrifying army.
In the sky, a black dragon roared. Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu, and the others stood on the back of the black dragon. As they approached Sky Mountain, the black dragon actually let out a deep roar and flew down.
Gu Dongliu looked at the gradually approaching Sky Mountain. He wasn't surprised. Naturally, he also felt that the pressure on Sky Mountain was getting stronger. An evil intent kept invading and affecting people's willpower.
Suddenly, it started snowing on Sky Mountain. The world became slightly cold and snowflakes fell continuously.
The black dragon landed at the foot of Sky Mountain. Many people were already here. In the white snow, people could be seen everywhere.
"What level was the Demon Bird back then?" Luo Fan said softly. He also felt the invasion of the evil will. Not only that, when he stood at the foot of Sky Mountain, he faintly had an illusion as if the entire Sky Mountain was going to suppress him and suppress him here forever. Is this the willpower of a Great Emperor?
"According to the records of the dark period hundreds of years ago, there were sages who were devoured by the Demon Bird. That Demon Bird must have been a sage," Gu Dongliu said.
"Under this pressure, I'm afraid there's no hope for us to advance any further." Zhuge Hui said softly. In order to ascend Sky Mountain, one must either have an extremely high level of cultivation, higher than that of the Devil Bird and Donghuang the Great from hundreds of years ago, or a lower level of cultivation, which meant that one's senses would be slower and unable to feel the artistic conception.
This kind of artistic conception didn't truly exist. Otherwise, weak people wouldn't be able to step onto it. The artistic conception seemed to merge with the Heavenly Mountain. The stronger the person, the more they could sense it. If someone who didn't know how to cultivate was here, they wouldn't be able to sense it at all.
There was a straight mountain path on Sky Mountain, like a line in the sky. It was a path made by generations of pilgrims before the Demon Bird appeared.
At this time, a group of people walked towards the path. They wore kasayas and put their palms together. Sanskrit chants came from their mouths and they looked solemn. Faint Buddhist light emanated from their bodies, making their bodies seem to be covered with a layer of holy light.
The Arhat that Ye Futian had seen before was among them. They were obviously cultivators from the Qianqiu Temple.
The Buddhist sutras have the ability to resist demons. The bell on Sky Mountain rang. If someone can really set foot on Sky Mountain, it's most likely to be a monk from the Qianqiu Temple, many people thought. Most of the people who came were people and forces around Sky Mountain. The Qianqiu Temple was a holy land in their eyes.
A group of people flashed and walked out. They were actually cultivators from the Witch Clan.
Ye Futian looked up at Sky Mountain. He couldn't see the end. It was as if he had become one with the sky.
His plane wasn't high, but he also felt the pressure from Sky Mountain. There was also a stray thought that invaded his mind and disturbed his mind. The process of climbing the mountain would continue to strengthen. It was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to climb under such circumstances.
If it weren't for the bell on Sky Mountain, the people of the Eastern Barren Territory wouldn't have gathered at all. After all, countless people had tried in the past.
At this time, people kept stepping onto the path.
"Are you going or not? Why are you looking at us?" At this time, Mo Xie turned around and glanced at the nearby people. They were from the Fuyun Sword Clan. The Cottage and the Sword Saint Mountain appearing together naturally attracted the Fuyun Sword Clan's attention.
The leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan came personally. He glanced at Ye Wuchen and said, "You're an abandoned disciple of the Fuyun Sword Clan. Do you think the College will accept you?"
The mountain elder of the College looked at him, but Zhuge Hui smiled and glanced at him. "You're old and don't know how to behave. This is the Western Region. If you talk too much, you won't be able to go back."
The leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan's expression froze. Was she threatening him?
"What a joke." He snorted and didn't argue with Zhuge Hui. He led the Fuyun Sword Clan up the mountain. This was the Western Region and the Sword Saint might be there. The Fuyun Sword Clan was weak, but he knew that they didn't have the ability to make him stay. Moreover, the Qin Dynasty and the Donghua Clan were also here. If the Cottage really dared to attack, the two forces wouldn't just stand by.
Beside him, Zhe Song, Qi Ao, and the others all glanced coldly at the Cottage.
Ye Futian and the others stood where they were. Very soon, they realized that the Fuyun Sword Clan, the Qin Dynasty, the Donghua Clan, and the Royal Xuan Temple had gathered together. These two forces had already clearly expressed their alliance with the Qin Dynasty in the Qin Imperial Palace. Although they didn't dare to attack the College and the Cottage because of the Sword Saint, they had to follow the Qin Dynasty's footsteps now. Otherwise, if the Cottage came to them in the future, they would be in trouble.
"Let's go up and see," Zhuge Hui said. The moment she stepped out —
Dong … A bell rang down from Sky Mountain and turned into a terrifying wave. Snowflakes covered the sky and swept down crazily. Many people closed their eyes.
This sound was like the sound of the Great Path. It suppressed Sky Mountain and flattened everything.
The moment the bell tolled, the people climbing the mountain felt as if an enormous bell as large as the Heavenly Mountain had slammed into them, causing them to tremble. Some let out muffled groans, while others coughed up mouthfuls of blood. Their bodies were sent tumbling down the mountain, and rumbling sounds rang out as they slid down the snowy ground.
Bang, bang … In the sky, people who had climbed the mountain fell from the sky and fell hard on the ground. They vomited blood continuously and felt that their heart meridians were damaged.
On the Cottage's side, the second sister stopped and groaned. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The third brother was the same. His body shook violently. Seeing that Zhuge Hui was injured, his eyes were extremely sharp as he stared at Sky Mountain.
Xue Ye and Luo Fan were both injured. Not only them, but the mountain elders of the College, Bai Lishu, and other noble level geniuses were also injured.
"Second Sister, Senior Brother." Ye Futian's eyes froze and he looked at the scene in shock. A bell had injured countless people in the vast space. Qin Yu, Lady Yuxiao, Lu Nantian, the leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan, and the others were all injured. The more powerful they were, the more injured they were.
Although Ye Futian also felt a terrifying pressure on his body, it was not as strong. He only felt that his body was extremely heavy, as if an invisible force of will had passed through his body.
Snowflakes still fell. The atmosphere in the vast space immediately became oppressive. A bell had injured all the important figures of the Eastern Barren Territory. How terrifying.
Was this really the emperor's call?
What happened on Sky Mountain? Why did the bell ring?
In the silent space, countless people looked up at Sky Mountain. Could they really climb that insurmountable mountain?
Following their gazes, they saw the place where the sky connected to the peak of Sky Mountain.
Snowflakes kept falling. It was especially heavy on the peak.
At this moment, there was a figure standing quietly at the top of the mountain. If anyone were to see this scene, they would definitely be shocked. Someone had actually reached the top of Heaven Mountain.
In the endless snow, the figure seemed extremely lonely.
He took a sip from the wine jug and then spilled it on the snow.
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