After the cultivator and Zhang Yu had finished their discussion, he took his leave.
On the second day, he came to visit again. This time, other than the flying carriage that he was riding, he also brought another carriage. It landed slowly in front of the temple.
Zhang Yu walked out of the temple with a few disciples. He looked over and saw that the two carriages were extraordinarily large, and there were four dragons in charge of pulling them. He identified them and said, "Real Dragons?"
The cultivator walked over and bowed to him, then smiled and said, "They are indeed Real Dragons. These are Real Dragons that have been punished. The Yuan Shang Hall is in charge of all the central affairs. Every world has to bear the burden of worship. The North Sea World always has such Real Dragons among its offerings. We use them to drive the flying carriages. Although they are arrogant and unruly, the Yuan Shang Hall has its ways of disciplining them."
When Zhang Yu heard this, he knew that the cultivator was exaggerating.
He had read so many reports and was already aware of many internal affairs of Yuan Xia. Strictly speaking, this was not "offerings". It should be said that according to the agreement between Yuan Xia and the various worlds, various human and material resources were handed over to the Yuan Shang Hall for allocation.
The Yuan Shang Hall was far from being able to suppress the various worlds and make them pay tribute. However, a few of the weaker worlds might be controlled by the Yuan Shang Hall.
As for these Real Dragons, he did not believe that every carriage was driven by such Real Dragons. Otherwise, he would have taken them out when he entered the Yuan Shang Hall. This was clearly borrowed on purpose. By enslaving the Real Dragons, they were telling him that the North Sea World had declined and that they could not get any help from anywhere.
When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered that after coming here, because he was isolated from the outside world, he did not know how Jiao Yao and Daoist Zhengqing were doing. However, since the Yuan Shang Hall made such a scene, it meant that at least Jiao Yao's side was doing well. Otherwise, there was no need for this.
After the cultivator spoke, he turned sideways and raised his hand to invite, "Emissary Zhang, the journey is not short. Please get on the carriage first."
Zhang Yu nodded. With a wave of his sleeve, he stepped on the clouds hanging down from the flying carriage and arrived at the carriage. The disciples behind him also followed. This time, he didn't bring too many people. He only brought Yan Yuming and two other accompanying disciples. Xu Chengtong and the others stayed behind.
At this moment, Daoist Guo had also returned to the other flying chariot. He raised his hand and gestured. Yulong and Yulong, who were at the front of the two chariots, swung their whips in a circle. When the whips landed, there was a crisp crack. Immediately, a slender whip mark appeared on the scales of the true dragon in front of the chariots. Not only were some scales shattered, but there were also faint traces of blood seeping out.
The True Dragons in front of the two carriages let out pained roars, then shrugged their bodies and soared into the sky. They were True Dragons after all, so in just half a day, auspicious clouds naturally appeared under their feet, and they flew high into the sky.
Zhang Yu took a few glances. It was easy to tell that these were True Dragons that had yet to gain intelligence. However, even if they didn't cultivate and didn't have mana, they still possessed a certain amount of strength based on their innate spirituality. If all of them gained intelligence, how terrifying would that be? It was no wonder that Yuan Xia was so wary.
Based on Yuan Xia's attitude towards foreign species, it was most likely because of the existence of the Upper Realm that they could tolerate the existence of the True Dragons.
At this moment, the two flying chariots quickly pierced through the clouds above and sped up even higher. The surrounding scenery quickly receded behind them. The surrounding clouds dispersed layer by layer.
At this moment, the cultivator said, "Emissary Zhang, to reach the Yuan Shang Hall, one must pass through the entire Thirty-Three Heavenly Layers. If one is missing a layer or following the wrong path, one won't be able to reach the destination and will have to walk again. Only by obtaining the pass talisman and opening the gate at the Yuan Shang Hall to open a path, then can one pass through within the permitted time. "
Zhang Yu asked, "Then, do the Spiritual Masters of the World Dao usually go to the Yuan Shang Hall like this?"
The cultivator said, "That's not the case. The Yuan Shang Hall is connected to the Ten Thousand Heavens. If the Sect Leader of the World Dao and the Elders of the World Dao have something important to do, they can come directly from the Yuan Shang Hall. Of course, you can come directly from the Dao of the various worlds. However, for a cultivator like me, I can only find the Dao and go there. For foreign cultivators like Principal Zhang, they have to go through this when they go to the Yuan Shang Hall for the first time. "
As the flying chariot gradually ascended, the clouds dispersed. A huge hole could be seen in the sky above. The hole extended inwards, as if a path had been opened from the sky.
Zhang Yu looked up and sensed that at the other end of the passageway was the place where he had sensed the Dao Stabilizing Treasure.
When the cultivator saw the path appear, he immediately urged. The driver at the front also waved his long whip continuously. Amidst the roars of the True Dragons, the flying chariot freely ascended, drawing a long shadow as it passed through. Then, not only did it not slow down, it became faster and faster. There was a rumbling sound in the surroundings as it broke through layer after layer of air barriers.
Zhang Yu sat there and could see the shadows of various Heavenly Lands around him. Clearly, this was the Thirty-Three Heavenly Layers mentioned by the cultivator.
As the flying chariot sped up, the rumbling sound was incessant. However, he could also feel that although they were getting closer and closer to that place, this path seemed to be constantly collapsing and closing.
At this moment, a hint of nervousness appeared on the face of the cultivator. He began to urge them once again. The Daoist who was driving the chariot in front waved his long whip even more urgently. However, the sound of the whip was drowned out by the rumbling sound. Blood could be seen flowing out of the seven orifices of the two true dragons. However, under such urging, their speed increased once again.
Zhang Yu glanced around and saw that the path had gradually shrunk until it was close to the chariot. The exit that appeared at the other end was also rapidly shrinking.
At this moment, the cultivator shouted, "Faster!"
For the first time, the sound of the whip and the roar from within the chariot covered the sound of the air barrier breaking. Then, like a flash of light, the two chariots rushed out of the path one after the other. The moment they left, there was a rumbling sound behind them, and the path suddenly closed!
At this moment, the chariot floated forward with the momentum. The cultivator looked at it with lingering fear. He looked behind him and then looked at Zhang Yu. He transmitted his voice, "Emissary Zhang, don't open it. This is only a path, but it opened up in the Thirty-Three Heavenly Layers. It bears the weight of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Layers. If you are trapped in it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape. If you are just an ordinary Perfected Person, your soul will be destroyed on the spot."
Zhang Yu knew very well that there should be other passageways here. It was unlikely that the people below would make it so dangerous every time they went up. However, this time, he was brought here. Aside from the fact that he was an otherworldly Daoist cultivator, he probably wanted to give him a deterrent.
At this moment, there was a boundless white land under their feet. At this moment, the two flying chariots' momentum gradually dissipated, and they slowly floated down and sank to the ground.
As soon as the four true dragons landed, they lay there in exhaustion, motionless. Blood slowly seeped out from under their bodies. Only the undulation of the surface of their bodies showed that they were still alive.
Zhang Yu looked up. In his eyes, he could already see that place. However, there were still clusters of brilliant nebulas in between. There was clearly still a long way to go.
The cultivator said, "Don't worry, Emissary Zhang. The path down is blocked by billions of stars. It is not possible for these dragons to go up. We can only rely on the cultivators above to drag them. We just have to wait for a while."
After saying that, a few breaths later, meteors flashed in the nebula. Then, they fell down one by one. After a while, they landed on the surface of the planet. Amidst the rumbling, over a hundred deep craters were smashed out. Many huge cultivators with golden chains wrapped around their bodies crawled out from the craters.
At the same time, stars flew out from the nebula. From the bottom, they gradually arranged themselves into a Star Stairway that connected the two poles of heaven and earth.
At this time, a few of these cultivators came up and untied the nooses on the four true dragons. They casually threw them to the side. Above them, more cultivators untied the golden chains wrapped around their bodies and threw them to the flying chariot. They put the hooks on the buckles on the sides of the chariot.
After fastening the buckles, the more than a hundred cultivators turned around and put the chains on their shoulders. Then, they pulled the flying chariot with all their strength and stepped on the Star Stairway step by step.
Once again, the flying chariot slowly moved forward. In the beginning, the speed was quite fast. However, after stepping on the nebula, they could clearly feel the pressure of a stagnant force. The higher they went, the heavier it became. The more difficult it was for the cultivators to move.
All of them leaned forward with their heads forward. One leg was in front while the other leg was kicking backward. The muscles on their bodies bulged. Every few steps, they would let out a rough and deep shout from their chests.
Zhang Yu took a closer look. This should be the barrier outside the Hall of Origin. This Nebula River gathered the weight of tens of thousands of stars into one, which meant that only a hundred or so cultivators could barely move up by combining their strength. An ordinary Mystique Venerable Rank cultivator would probably find it difficult to fly up by relying on their own strength.
If an external enemy came, once they were trapped, they would not be able to fight with them. They would only be at the mercy of others.
The cultivators followed the Star Stairway and dragged the flying chariot up slowly. The cultivators who passed by could see that there was a treasure hiding them. Even so, they were speechless at this moment.
Zhang Yu was still calm. There was no difference from before. It was as if he was not affected at all. In fact, this was the case. After all, this nebula had not reached the upper realm. It could not suppress him with this little bit of strength.
At this point, the place that was originally difficult to sense gradually revealed its true appearance.
Divine light flickered in his eyes as he stared in that direction. He sensed that it seemed to be the Yuan Heart of all worlds. As he looked, there seemed to be scenes of the collapse of worlds being reflected. However, in the next moment, everything turned into nothingness. These scenes also suddenly disappeared, leaving only a vast palace that seemed to be immersed in the sea of stars and seemed to be eternal and indestructible.
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