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Chapter 327

Words:2572Update:22/06/30 09:20:57

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After the three of them entered the bowl, the rest of the cultivators also did the same.

The bowl once again let out a golden light, circled around the temple and took in all the cultivators inside.

There was only one cultivator left outside the temple.

He purposely waited until everyone had entered the bowl and didn't move.

Right now, his face was full of joy as he flew towards the formation plate.

On the way here, he's already been eyeing the formation plate.

Now that he knows the formation plate has a spirit, as well as making preparations, he won't have to worry about the formation plate hurting his soul vessel.

As an Ascended realm formation user, he knows very well how powerful a formation plate with a spirit is.

With this formation plate, even Gongsun Zhi wouldn't be his opponent.

Now that everyone has entered the bowl, it's the best time to take the formation plate.

When everyone comes out again and can't find the formation plate, he only needs to pretend that he doesn't know anything.

"Ahaha, you're mine, you're mine!"

He excitedly muttered to himself.

The cultivator flew to the side of the formation plate, reached his hand out and grabbed the formation plate.

A second later, the formation plate was already in his chest pocket.

Suddenly, the bowl shot out a black light that swept through his body.

The cultivator instantly turned into a skinless skeleton, scattering on the ground.

The Soul Formation Stage great cultivator died in an instant.

The formation plate landed on top of the skeleton's skull, lightly nodded at it, as if mocking him.

After hovering around for a bit, the formation plate seemed to have sensed something and slowly flew up, falling into the bowl.

Inside the bowl.

Gu Qing Shan landed, followed by Ning Yuechan.

Leng Tian Xing and the other cultivators also landed.

In the darkness, a sorrowful and heavy voice came.

"Amitabha, the demon army is at its peak, we are powerless to defend the world, without any other choice, the great cultivators decided to work together, to perform an unprecedented Great Law of Heaven and Earth, so I will record this entire process, to preserve history for future generations"

The voice slowly disappeared, revealing the scenery around them.

"This is … recording?" Leng Tian Xing hesitantly asked.

Everyone looked around, only to find themselves standing on top of a tall altar.

Below the altar was a sea of people, countless cultivators were standing there.

Many of the cultivators were injured. Some of them were sitting on the ground, while others could only lie down motionlessly.

Their armors were all damaged to varying degrees.

What was surprising was that there were countless weapons floating in the sky.

These weapons were either standing still or playing around. Only when the cultivator summoned them would the weapons quickly fly down and land beside the cultivator.

The cultivators who entered the alms bowl were all at the Nascent Soul and Incarnation Realms. Seeing this scene, how could they not know that they had been pulled into an image of the past?

"All of these weapons have Artifact Spirits," Ning Yuechan observed for a while and said.

Gu Qing Shan said: "Look at their armors"

Everyone turned to look at the armors worn by those cultivators.

All kinds of mysterious patterns would appear on the armors, and there were even images of mythical beasts.

Ning Yuechan sighed: "Their artifact forging skills far surpass our world's."

"I'm afraid it's not just Smithing, look next to us" Leng Tian Xing said.

Gu Qing Shan turned around and looked at the great cultivators standing on the altar.

There were a total of 12 of them.

Their presence was as deep as the ocean, even though they had retracted their spirit pressure, they still exuded a terrifying pressure.

"That's right, this feeling is the same as facing the three Saints" one of the cultivators exclaimed in a low voice.

"My god, they have 12 cultivators like that, could it be 12 Sainted realm cultivators?" another person exclaimed in shock.

Gu Qing Shan silently sensed it and found that it was indeed the case.

This image was also very well done, allowing them to feel the presence of the real thing.

In Shen Wu world, there were 12 Sainted realm cultivators at one time, what a powerful force that was.

A thought suddenly flashed through everyone's mind.

— — -even with that level of power, they couldn't fight against the demons?

According to his experience, there were tens of thousands of different types of demons, and even the three Sages could only barely defend themselves against high-grade demons.

Fortunately, those demons quickly disappeared from the cultivation world.

No one knows where they came from or where they went.

While everyone was still lost in thought, the 12 Sainted realm cultivators exchanged glances, then one of them stepped forward and walked in front of the altar.

He loudly declared: "The time has come, we respectfully welcome the four Venerables"

Before he finished, the 12 Sainted realm cultivators as well as all the cultivators below the altar knelt down on one knee and clasped their fists to greet them.

At this time, a blue mist appeared in the Eastern sky, turning into a 5-clawed azure dragon carrying an old man with flowing white hair, riding on a cloud.

From the Southern sky, a flash of flame shot up to the sky. A muscular man stood on top of a Blade engulfed in flames, flying towards the altar.

From the Western sky, a huge wave came crashing down, a man and a woman stood on top of the wave, talking and laughing as they slowly approached.

As soon as the four of them appeared, everyone became even more respectful.

The four of them landed on the altar, dispelled all the supernatural phenomena and waved their hands: "At ease"

Hearing this order, the cultivators dared to get up.

Gu Qing Shan suddenly said: "They aren't Sainted realm"

His eyes were glued to the four of them, feeling the terrifying power they exuded.

"A bit like that Tianma Saint King from before" Ning Yuechan also frowned.

"That's right, they are all cultivators above Sainted realm" Gu Qing Shan confirmed her guess.

"There are even stronger cultivators above Sainted realm … and four of them at that level …" one of the cultivators muttered in a daze.

The cultivators looked at each other, all of them feeling incredulous.

Leng Tian Xing suddenly thought of something, his expression changed: "They're already so strong, how did they lose to the demons?"

As soon as he asked that, the only response he got was silence and dejection, no one was able to answer him.

The four Venerables and the 12 Sainted realm cultivators discussed for a long time on the altar, occasionally breaking into heated arguments, as if they couldn't decide on something.

The image suddenly disappeared, then reappeared after a while.

At this time, the image had already skipped a long time.

Everyone else had already left the altar, leaving only the four Venerables standing at a corner of the altar, forming hand seals.

They seemed to know some sort of special secret technique.

While the four of them were casting, the sky above the altar began to crack, revealing the chaotic space-time vortex.

The space-time vortex didn't last for too long before it disappeared. Heaven and earth returned to normal.

A strange ornament appeared in the sky.

The ornament flashed and crumbled into dust.

The next second, three figures appeared in the sky.

Gu Qing Shan and the others looked up expectantly, but all the images suddenly disappeared.

Their vision blurred and they were transported out of the bowl.

The cultivators all appeared in the temple one after another.

"Hm?"

"We're out?"

"Why did it suddenly stop?"

The cultivators only panicked for a split second before regaining their composure.

Everyone looked in the same direction.

At the entrance of the temple.

A row of strange and mysterious cultivators stood there.

They all wore large bamboo hats and black robes, their hands were hidden in their sleeves.

This kind of attire made it impossible to see their faces, let alone the minute movements of their hands.

There was still some residual spirit energy in the air.

On the bowl, there were a few deep scratches that gave off a slight burning sensation.

From the looks of it, it was these strange cultivators who attacked the bowl that caused Gu Qing Shan's group to be transported out.

These strange cultivators all gave off the same Rejuvenation and Ascended realm spirit energy waves.

The unfamiliar cultivators were also startled. They raised their heads one after another, slightly revealing their astonished expressions under their bamboo hats.

Both sides were observing each other.

For a single breath, no one said anything.

Time seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment.

The cultivators of the cultivation world found that they've never seen these people before.

Ning Yuechan, Leng Tian Xing, and the other great cultivators were all generals who had led armies for many years, so they've memorized the state of the entire army, as well as the appearance and traits of most cultivators in their inner sight, never forgetting them.

That's why they could tell that these people were strangers that they've never seen before.

Not only that, but their attire, weapons, and armors were also something they've never seen before.

Could they be cultivators from Shen Wu world?

— — -but all the cultivators of Shen Wu world are dead, there are no survivors.

Regarding this point, the Third Saint had already examined it and made a conclusion.

So these people in the bamboo hats didn't belong to the cultivation world, nor did they belong to Shen Wu world.

With that in mind, all the cultivators, including Gu Qing Shan, realized something.

Something that no one had ever thought of before.

Without any warning, history began to change at this very moment.

At this moment, the civilizations of two different worlds unexpectedly met in the destroyed third world.

Time will always move forward, never stopping at this single breath.

Finally, someone broke the silence.

"Ah? Someone's here? "

The strange cultivator who led the group smiled and said.

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