Almost simultaneously, two majestic and luxurious tower ships arrived at Golden Turtle Island from different directions.
At that very moment, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble. Layer upon layer of illusory barriers collapsed, countless mysterious shackles disintegrated. A sudden gale arose, blowing away the mist that had shrouded the eastern sea’s horizon for untold millennia, revealing an endless deep-blue ocean and distant, tiny islands.
A stirring arose in Meng Qi’s heart as familiar sensations surged forth. Was this not the legendary overseas paradise—the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Realms?
It had always existed within the True World, at the edge of the Eastern Sea, merely hidden by the twisted boundaries imposed by great cultivators, isolating its interior from the outside, as if placed in a different heaven and earth.
The sea vortex of the True World’s Eastern Sea led to unknown realms, while the sea vortex in the Fengshen World led to the ocean’s end in the True World?
In other words, he had, in essence, circled through the Fengshen World and returned to his original world, yet entered a place normally inaccessible…
No wonder Yun He Zhenren had said that in ancient times, the True World was far more vast.
On the other immortal ship, the Night Emperor sensed the sudden expansion of heaven and earth. The boundless ocean seemed to acquire a certain essence, a tangible presence that rendered it even more magnificent and vast.
It was as if clouds had parted to reveal the blue sky, as if after a storm the ocean emerged anew. Like a prisoner who had lived confined in a house his whole life finally stepping beyond the prison gate. Previously, he could see the outside scenery through the window clearly, yet it was fundamentally different from truly stepping outside and seeing the heavens and earth firsthand—suddenly expansive, vividly real.
From the depths of his heart, Huo Li Shang felt a powerful and inexplicable emotion surge forth. His gaze toward the heavens and earth turned devout and fervent, filled with admiration for beauty and love for life.
“So beautiful…” His eyes seemed slightly moist.
It felt somewhat like returning “home”!
Startled by the sudden shift in the heavens and earth, the two groups of Dharma Body experts aboard the tower ships finally noticed each other.
Meng Qi’s gaze instinctively fell upon a woman in a plain skirt. She was fresh and elegant, refined and reserved, like boundless bamboo forests under the morning sun, lush and verdant, dripping with green vitality. Her beauty was extraordinary, but what attracted attention most was her temperament, her eyes.
Her skirt fluttered gently, as if ready to take flight, naturally exuding an ethereal and immortal aura. She was the most quintessential immortal cultivator Meng Qi had ever encountered. Her eyes held two deep, slowly swirling vortices, dissolving radiance and melting away every gaze that met hers. Meng Qi even felt a sensation of his dharma body disintegrating.
An extremely terrifying Dharmakaya master!
Glancing sideways, Meng Qi saw the Night Emperor, instantly recognizing the woman’s identity—”Primordial Immortal” Bi Jingxuan, said to be the direct disciple of the Three Radiance Goddesses.
“Five Earth Immortals, seven Human Immortals,” Master Lu observed with a slightly wistful tone after a moment of scrutiny.
Although he had encountered other Dharmakaya experts while wandering the heavens or exploring the starry seas, and had heard from Meng Qi about the Six Overlords of Fengshen, the sudden appearance of twelve unfamiliar Dharmakaya experts was still quite shocking—as if his own world had suddenly gained an identical twin.
Gao Lian, hands behind his back, gazed coldly, slowly surveying the plain-robed “Primordial Immortal” Bi Jingxuan, the red-robed “Red Emperor” Sun Chuci, the white-haired “Ageless Immortal Elder” Zhongli Mei, the faintly smiling “Great Mystery Emperor” Song Jianjia, and the two-sword-bearing “Seven Seas Immortal Sovereign” Xun Yin.
These were the five greatest Earth Immortals of the overseas paradise.
“With the great calamity approaching, the various ‘realms’ are returning…” Gao Lian stood tall, his aura mighty, like a true human emperor admiring his race’s strongest cultivators.
Han Guang, meanwhile, gazed calmly at the Four Marvels, Three Devils, and Five Elders, his expression half-smiling, as if he had expected this. Su Wuming remained indifferent, showing no emotion, merely glancing at the swords of the “Seven Seas Immortal Sovereign” and others, while the Mandate Taoist carefully examined the others’ fates, whispering repeatedly, “It was destined to be, unavoidable by fate.”
Here, they were merely startled by the sudden emergence of twelve Dharmakaya experts, whereas overseas celestial realm experts such as the Night Emperor and the Yin Ancestor harbored far more intricate emotions.
Though the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Realms were rumored to be boundless, they could never conceal ten Dharma Body experts. Where had they truly come from?
More importantly, many of the opposing Dharma Body experts gave them peculiar sensations that were completely indescribable by normal standards!
For example, that elderly man with streaks of white hair and slight wrinkles on his face appeared to be an Earth Immortal at first glance, yet exuded a strange, intense focus and devotion, distinctly different from others, standing there with an aura of “singularity.”
Or that calm, handsome young man in plain robes, also an Earth Immortal, whose entire presence felt hollow and omnipresent, yet intangible, resembling the legendary great experts described in ancient records.
Or that broad-robed figure, resembling both an immortal and a Buddha, with a noble and transcendent demeanor—half like translucent purity untouched by dust, half like the sediment of worldly years—unlike ordinary Earth Immortals, making one dare not gaze upon him for too long.
Or that mighty man in imperial robes, exuding majesty, as if seen in dreams before, the ruler destined to command humanity. The pale golden sword in his hand was mighty yet not tyrannical, seemingly embodying the very concept of kingship.
Or that bronze-skinned deity whose massive axe in hand sent shivers down one’s spine.
Or that plain-robed man with hands behind his back, handsome and youthful in appearance, yet with slightly graying temples, exuding a mature and weathered aura. Though seemingly only a Human Immortal, around him constantly swirled illusory rivers, combining both the sense of singularity and emptiness.
Their sensory impressions and presence were as profound as those of the Celestial Envoys!
“The world indeed teems with extraordinary individuals…” Bi Jingxuan silently sighed. Compared to them, she felt a sense of inferiority, unable to discern the source of their uniqueness.
We’ve been too narrow-minded all along… The Four Marvels, Three Devils, and Five Elders shared similar feelings.
The Night Emperor then fixed his gaze on Meng Qi. Wasn’t this the mysterious expert who had made him look so defeated—”Taiyi Heavenly Venerable” Han Guang?
He had altered his appearance and form; he would never forget it even if turned to ashes!
Wait, the aura was slightly different. And as a mysterious organization member, would he really use his original appearance for a mission?
Meng Qi glanced at the Night Emperor, his eyes full of unfamiliarity, as if he had never seen this person before, almost whistling casually, feigning indifference.
Huo Li Shang frowned slightly. Could it be that “Taiyi Heavenly Venerable” Han Guang deliberately transformed into this appearance as a disguise, so that if exposed, he could shift the blame onto this uniquely perceptive Dharmakāya expert?
If his guess was correct, then who was the real “Taiyi Heavenly Venerable” Han Guang?
Hmm, he must be skilled in transformations, possessing the Secret Art of Deception!
“Please!” The envoy from Golden Ao Island lowered a staircase made of white clouds, inviting the guests to disembark.
The moment Meng Qi stepped onto Golden Turtle Island, everything he had just witnessed disappeared in an instant. The heavens and earth underwent a transformation, as if forming an entirely new realm!
The sky was high, blue, and vast. Suddenly, a giant bird appeared in the distance. With each flap of its wings, it blotted out the sun, howling across the boundless void.
A Peng bird? This was a Peng bird? Meng Qi had seen the remains of a Golden-winged Peng bird before and immediately recognized the giant bird’s bloodline.
The Night Emperor gazed with fervor, admiring the beauty of this ancient celestial bird, unafraid of the blazing sunlight.
Suddenly, high above, the sun quivered and transformed into a golden crow even more terrifying and majestic than the Peng bird.
A golden crow? This sun was actually transformed from a golden crow!
The golden crow soared into the clouds, daylight turning into darkness. Around them stretched an endless wasteland, occasionally traversed by dinosaur-like beasts.
“This is the scenery of the Primordial Chaos…” Yun He Zhenren murmured softly.
One of the Celestial Envoys of Golden Ao Island spoke calmly, “Golden Ao Island itself was formed from a fragment of the Primordial Chaos.”
No wonder Senior Chong He encountered so many celestial birds, divine beasts, and formidable primordial creatures… Meng Qi suddenly understood.
“The Biyou Palace is located deep within Golden Turtle Island. Everyone, stay close. If anyone falls behind and encounters wild beasts or fierce birds, we may not be able to rescue them in time,” a female Celestial Envoy said impassively.
The Primordial Chaos was vast, the golden crow concealed, the surroundings plunged into utter darkness. The Dharma Body experts gathered with their allies, following the two Celestial Envoys as they flew low toward the depths.
Taking advantage of a passing black dragon turtle whose mighty aura pierced the clouds, the Night Emperor’s body suddenly flickered. In the darkness, it seemed something else had appeared.
He employed the “Myriad Faces and Ten Thousand Lives Cultivation Method” to conjure an illusory avatar to press onward, while his true form stayed concealed. His intent was to probe the mysteries of the Primordial Chaos, lay down covert arrangements, and then swap places with the illusion. Should any unforeseen events unfold at the Golden Turtle Banquet, he could utilize these preparations to make his escape!
The Night Emperor put on the “Myriad Faces Mask.” A dark shadow emerged from the night sky. His face and body simultaneously began to shift, about to transform into a fierce bird of prey to conceal his identity.
Suddenly, his heart stirred. He turned sideways and saw a figure emerge from the darkness—a man in wide robes and long sleeves, handsome and carefree, with six fingers on his left hand, his gaze profound as if concealing destruction.
Was he one of those strange Dharma-body experts he had encountered before?
Han Guang had stealthily separated his Yama avatar, employing the “Heaven-Annihilating Gate” Secret Art of Deception to alter his aura and presence, perfectly mimicking the male envoy from Golden Ao Island they had just encountered. He too desired to explore this enigmatic Primordial Chaos and leave behind his own contingencies!
An expert in the Dharma Body, adept at transformations… The Night Emperor hesitated slightly.
How perceptive was Han Guang! He too noticed the transforming Night Emperor, turned his head, smiled slightly, and greeted him casually.
The Primordial Chaos was perilous, the Golden Turtle enigmatic. Each harboring their own designs, none dared to tarry and swiftly went their separate ways.
After they departed, the previously quiet night sky suddenly twisted, condensing into Meng Qi’s form, smiling as he watched their retreating figures.
Earlier, he too had transformed with the wind and sent out his true self.
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