At the foot of Sky Mountain, Zhuge Hui looked up at Sky Mountain. She could feel that the pressure on Sky Mountain seemed to have become stronger after the bell rang.
"Could it be that this mountain has a spirit and the wills of the two emperors are watching? Are they purposely forbidding Nobles from entering?" Zhuge Hui asked.
The bell of Sky Mountain rang for no reason, suppressing the noble.
"If there really is the will of the two emperors, there is no need to do this," Gu Dongliu also raised his head and said in a low voice.
Donghuang the Great was the Lord of the Divine Prefectures of the East. Why would he care about the Plane of those who climbed the mountain?
"It seems like we came here for nothing." Xue Ye and Luo Fan were also depressed, knowing that there was no hope of climbing the mountain.
"Little lion, little girl Xing 'er, little brother, you'll have to go by yourselves," Luo Fan said.
Ye Futian nodded lightly and looked at the towering Sky Mountain. Snowflakes fell and many people were covered in frost.
Not only did the Cottage disciples realize this, but the mountain elders from the College were also instructing their juniors. At the same time, Qin Yu from the Qin Dynasty said to Qin Li and the others, "Qin Li, you guys have to go up Sky Mountain yourselves."
"Yes, Father." Qin Li nodded.
"Don't hold back if you have the chance." A cold light flashed in Qin Yu's eyes. He still hadn't had the chance to avenge Qin Ge's death. Gu Dongliu had killed him for nothing.
"Understood." Qin Li's eyes were cold.
On the side, in the Donghua Clan, Lady Yuxiao looked at Hua Qingqing and asked softly, "Qingqing, are you going?"
"Yes." Hua Qingqing nodded. She wanted to go to Sky Mountain to have a look.
Lu Nantian gazed at her, his gaze gentle. He reached out as if wanting to caress her pure, flawless face, but also as if afraid of profaning her beauty, he only brushed a few strands of hair by Hua Qingqing's ear. He said gently, "If you encounter any danger, go down the mountain."
"Okay," Hua Qingqing replied.
"Take good care of Qingqing." Lu Nantian instructed the Donghua Clan disciples. They all nodded. If everything went smoothly, Lu Nantian would be the next leader of the Donghua Clan and Hua Qingqing would be his wife.
Although Qian Shanmu was also very talented, there was still a gap between him and Lu Nantian.
Hua Qingqing and the people of the Donghua Clan stepped forward. Lady Yuxiao said in a low voice, "Rumor has it that only people with pure minds can climb Sky Mountain. Qingqing's mind is so pure that no evil can invade her. If someone can climb Sky Mountain, I believe that Qingqing can defeat the people of the Qianqiu Temple."
"I believe it too." Lu Nantian looked at the pure and flawless back view and smiled. He hoped that she could see the scenery on Sky Mountain.
At that moment, on the mountain path, Gu Zhiqiu looked back at the Witch Dao Sect's sect leader who had been shaken down the mountain. The sect leader nodded at him and said, "Only you can plant demonic spells in others. How can Sky Mountain stop you? Don't worry. The Great Emperor's bell has rung. That is his summon."
Gu Zhiqiu looked at his master. Could he do it?
Even though he was one of the most talented geniuses in the Eastern Barren Territory, he still didn't have absolute confidence in facing the Sky Mountain that the Great Emperor had once reached.
"Senior Brother, you can do it." Gu Biyue said with a smile. Gu Zhiqiu nodded and his eyes became determined. He turned around and continued to walk up the mountain.
Arhat also looked down the mountain. There was an eminent monk at the foot of the mountain facing him with his palms pressed together and chanting Sanskrit. He did the same and turned to go up the mountain.
Qi Ao was still walking towards Sky Mountain with the Swordsmen and talents of the Fuyun Sword Clan. Out of the seven peaks of the Fuyun Sword Clan, only the seventh peak was missing.
Ye Wuchen, the Swordmaster of the seventh summit, had already been expelled by the clan leader and was now by Ye Futian's side.
Cultivators from the Moon Clan, the Royal Xuan Temple, the Ji Family, and other forces all climbed up the mountain one after another.
On the mountain road, there were already people speeding up, but not many people were chasing after them. If Sky Mountain was so easy to climb, they wouldn't have waited until today.
"Let's go up the mountain," Ye Futian said, and the group set off.
The people from the Cottage, the College, and the Sword Saint Mountain stepped onto Sky Mountain together.
"Follow me." Zhuge Hui said to Xue Ye and Luo Fan. The two understood and followed behind Ye Futian's group. They had already given up on climbing the mountain, but they still had to prevent the Qin Dynasty and other forces from sending Nobles up. When they couldn't climb anymore, the Nobles of the Qin Dynasty would naturally do the same.
On the mountain path, there were people everywhere. Ye Futian felt a faint pressure from above, as well as an evil will that seemed to be affecting him. It was an invisible spiritual will, but it seemed to be everywhere.
Not far from Ye Futian, he saw the people of the Moon Clan. Unfortunately, he didn't see Jieyu. Virgin Chu Yaoyao was here.
"Hello, Goddess." Ye Futian saw someone he knew. It was a disciple of the Xiaoyue House and Hua Jieyu's senior, Yun Rou.
Yun Rou glanced at Ye Futian with a smile. This guy really had a sweet mouth.
She didn't say anything to Ye Futian. The situation in the Eastern Barren Territory was a bit tricky now. The Moon Clan didn't want to side with any force for now.
The mountain road was wide. Strong cultivators climbed one after another. Snowflakes fell from Sky Mountain, bringing with them a bit of coldness. Gradually, the entire mountain was covered in a layer of silver-white clothes.
Some of the people ascending the mountain were fast, while others were slow. Ye Futian and the others maintained a certain speed as they climbed, neither too fast nor too slow. They could all feel that as they climbed, the invisible pressure and the invading evil thoughts were gradually getting stronger.
Some Upper Arcana Plane cultivators already felt the pressure.
"How high is Sky Mountain?" Ye Futian asked Du Ming, a disciple of the Sword Saint Mountain beside him. Du Ming was Mo Xie's disciple and was considered the third generation of the Sword Saint Mountain. His age and cultivation were both higher than Ye Futian's but he had to call Ye Futian Uncle-Master. The seniority of the Cottage disciples made them feel very helpless.
"No one has climbed Sky Mountain for many years," Du Ming replied. "We don't know how high it is. Some people say that Sky Mountain is as high as the sky. They say that climbing Sky Mountain is as difficult as reaching the sky."
Ye Futian was speechless. When climbing Turtle Mountain, he could at least see its approximate height from the foot. Although Sky Mountain could fly, he didn't know how high it was. The peak was already in the sky.
"Let's speed up a bit," Ye Futian said. Everyone quickened their pace.
As they continued up, a low whining sound came from beside Ye Futian. He turned to look at the Black Wind Eagle beside him and asked, "What's wrong?"
The Black Wind Eagle lowered its head and landed on the mountain path.
"You can do it." Ye Futian gently stroked the Black Wind Eagle's forehead. The Black Wind Eagle's eyes sharpened. It nodded vigorously and continued to follow Ye Futian up.
As they continued to climb higher and higher, they gradually passed through the belly of the mountain. Majestic mountains snaked out, vaguely surrounding them. Ye Futian felt his heart beat faster, as if there was a strange rhythm appearing. The evil Qi gradually became much stronger. He saw the Black Wind Condor's eyes glowing with a terrifying red light as it stared forward.
There, many people stopped in their tracks.
Ye Futian's group walked forward and saw a sloping valley in front of them. There were pictures on the walls on both sides. They were pictures of Demon Birds.
It was a black roc. Its dark and sharp feathers and claws seemed to have come from purgatory.
Every picture seemed to jump out of the walls. There were many corpses on the mountain path. Some were even in terrible states. It was unbearable to look at.
Ye Futian only glanced at the mountain wall and felt as if a demon bird was flying towards his mind. He immediately looked away and did not want to look at the mountain wall.
At this time, the Arhat and the people of the Qianqiu Temple were in the middle of the wall. Buddha's light shone on them and the demons couldn't invade. It was as if an invisible Demon Bird was flying towards them but was blocked by the Buddha's light.
The Qianqiu Temple is the most likely to reach Sky Mountain, many people thought when they saw this.
Qin Li of the Qin Dynasty led the strong cultivators forward. They used the Imperial Dragon Spell and roared. With the protection of a true dragon, they passed through the space. They didn't leave but turned back to look at Ye Futian's group.
Then the people of the Witch Clan also walked forward.
They all showed their abilities.
Suddenly, a quiet and beautiful figure walked out of the crowd. Many people looked at her. Hua Qingqing, one of the three beauties of the Eastern Barren Territory, was she going to go alone?
"Miss." Qian Shanmu and many other disciples of the Donghua Clan walked up.
"It's okay," Hua Qingqing said softly. Hua Qingqing said softly. There seemed to be musical notes dancing on her body. A layer of holy light covered her body, and music spread out. Hua Qingqing walked forward. The music was extremely pure, without any impurities. The evil demonic birds seemed to pass by her, avoiding her body.
"You're indeed the daughter of the Donghua Clan," Qin Li praised.
"Uncle-Master, do you want us to send you up?" Du Ming asked.
"Sure." Ye Futian nodded calmly. The people of the Sword Saint Mountain were stunned. The uncle-masters were all powerful cultivators of the Cottage. Du Ming was just being polite. Wasn't the uncle-master being too rude?
"Form the matrix," Du Ming said. The disciples of the Sword Saint Mountain stood together and formed the matrix. Immediately, the blade light turned into a light screen and surrounded everyone.
"How can the Cottage go up like this?"
Someone said sarcastically. Ye Futian's group turned around and saw Qi Ao and the people of the Fuyun Sword Clan standing there. Then, they gathered their sword intent and turned into beams of dazzling blade light. They pierced through the air and moved forward. Instantly, they passed through the space and reached the other side of the mountain wall. They didn't forget to look back at Ye Futian's group provocatively.
Many people looked at Ye Futian strangely. They were also expecting the Cottage to go up. Although they didn't think that the Cottage couldn't go up, they were still somewhat disappointed.
"Were you looked down on?" Yi Xiaoshi asked.
"I think so." Ye Futian nodded.
"Senior Sister and I will go first. I'll leave it to you." Yi Xiaoshi patted Ye Futian's shoulder. Ye Futian stared at him. "Shouldn't you do it?"
"You don't have to trouble me. I can do it myself," Yi Xiaoshi said to Du Ming. "Let's go."
"Okay." Du Ming nodded. He used the matrix to protect everyone and passed through the space. Only Ye Futian was left behind. Even the Black Wind Eagle was brought over.
"Is this really okay?" Ye Futian said gloomily. As he spoke, he stepped forward.
Many people looked at Ye Futian. Then, they saw Ye Futian walk into the path between the mountain walls.
Suddenly, the patterns on the wall seemed to come alive and crazily rushed towards Ye Futian's body.
Seeing Ye Futian walk in just like that, countless eyes froze. Qin Li, Qi Ao, and the others all squinted their eyes. Was this guy looking to die?
The terrifying Demon Bird descended on Ye Futian's body directly. It seemed to rush into his body. Many people even closed their eyes. That was how people had died before.
"This is too much."
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