Chapter 225: The Long River of Time

"Elder Qin, Elder Qin, the Immortal Tribulation, is it over just like that?"

Heibai Jianzu's facial features scrunched together as he raised his arm and scratched his head unconsciously.

This feeling was just like when he had first joined the Changsheng Sword Sect, understanding nothing at all.

One could not blame him; anyone who saw Qin Jiang crush and kill six Humanoid Lightning would end up like this.

After all, these were no mere cabbages! These were Humanoid Lightning comparable to Holy Lord-level beings! And there were six of them in total! Furthermore, one of them was a reflection of Linglong Xianjun! That was Linglong Xianjun! His dream—bah! The dream lover of countless cultivators! Moreover, his strength was almost the greatest in the world; even if the lower-ranked masters of the Daotu came, they might not necessarily be able to survive this tribulation!

Could it be... Elder Qin truly possesses the power of an Xianjun? Comparable to the seven strongest Xianjun of the current age?

But... having just passed the Immortal Tribulation... an Initial Stage True Immortal comparable to an Xianjun?

It sounded like a myth or legend! No, even in myths and legends, even in the autobiographies of Immortal Kings written by the descendants of Immortal Kings, none had ever boasted that their Immortal King ancestors could be comparable to an Xianjun while at the Initial Stage True Immortal realm! What is an Xianjun? That is the existence closest to the great realm of the Immortal King! Once one can complete the feathering, that is a true Immortal King, majestic over the universe, the supreme being of the current age!

Elder Qin is truly an Immortal King returned to his youth, descending into the mortal world once more!

"Naturally, it was merely an Immortal Tribulation; it can be overcome in an instant," Qin Jiang laughed.

With his current strength, he is already no weaker than the Xianjun of this age.

These Holy Lord-level Humanoid Lightning appeared to have boundless might, sufficient to suppress all existences below the Holy Lord level.

But to him, without the ability to wield the Time Law, they were merely a few humanoid puppets with nothing but Holy Lord-level power.

His gaze flickered, and a grey-yellow river faintly flowed within his eyes.

That was the manifestation of the Great Dao naturally formed after the convergence of the Time Law, or it could be called the so-called Suiyue Changhe.

Looking toward the upstream, waves surged, and every bubble stirred up by a wave contained a peerless humanoid figure; all were peerless True Gods who had once dominated their eras throughout the long passage of time.

Besides these waves, whirlpools would occasionally appear; the largest whirlpools could even stir a section of the river, causing the long river flowing through there to change its course.

Each of these whirlpools was an existence at the True Immortal level, while those whirlpools capable of changing the river's course represented ultimate quasi-Immortal Kings like Linglong Xianjun.

Only one step away, they could ride the momentum to ascend and reach the Immortal King Supreme Realm.

A whirlpool relatively close to his position radiated the aura of Linglong Xianjun, and one even closer possessed a dense imperial majesty, which should be that Dizu Huangzun of the Dizu Dynasty.

And the closest one was a familiar aura, Xia Yu, the Xia Huang Chuzu he had seen when he returned to Wanshi Hall in a dream.

This Xia Huang Chuzu was truly strong, and also very resolute.

If he had been willing to endure for tens of thousands or over a hundred thousand years, perhaps he really could have reached the Immortal King Supreme Realm.

It is a pity, why was he so resolute? He sighed softly; with his current level of mastery over the Time Law, he could not yet span time and space to truly meet him.

Looking toward the front of the long river, counting them up, there were at least nearly a hundred Xianjun, covering nearly ten million years of time.

Further ahead, it could no longer be seen clearly, shrouded by grey-yellow water mist.

Perhaps that was the power of an Immortal King, or perhaps it was just the Suiyue Changhe instinctively preventing latecomers from peeking.

Looking toward the downstream of the long river, it was a patch of mist; the long river seemed to have branched into countless tributaries, each one unable to be seen flowing toward where.

Qin Jiang closed his eyes slightly, then opened them; the manifestation of the Great Dao in his eyes had already vanished.

He clenched his fist slightly, having seen the past and future, yet unable to do anything; he was still too weak.

"Sect Master, the matter here is finished; I will set off for Heifeng Ling tomorrow."

He still did not quite understand the so-called power of merit, but since it was related to an Immortal King, he naturally had to go and see.

Hua An remained in a state with his mouth slightly agape, without any reaction. "Old... Sect Master, Elder Qin has returned."

Heibai Jianzu spoke with some helplessness, going up to kick Hua An.

Tsk, what a sheltered look; he's lived tens of thousands of years in vain.

Hearing the voice, Hua An slowly came back to his senses, looking at Qin Jiang, then looking at the dissipating tribulation clouds as the sunlight shone down.

"Ah? Calling me? What is it?" His thoughts were still somewhat chaotic.

There was no help for it; he was still shocked by Qin Jiang's words, "I also possess the power of an Xianjun," when Qin Jiang displayed great might again, directly annihilating several Humanoid Lightning.

This caused his already shocked thoughts to suddenly crash, and it was not until Long Heibai kicked him just now that he came back to his senses.

Taking a deep breath, his gaze regained clarity, looking straight at Qin Jiang.

"Sect Master, I will set off for Heifeng Ling tomorrow," Qin Jiang said.

Hua An's body trembled, "Oh! Heifeng Ling, the Destined One should be arriving soon too, at most no more than three days."

He stood up and straightened his tattered robes, "That is fine, how about I have Jun Lan accompany Elder Qin tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Qin Jiang pondered for a moment, "No need to trouble Miss Hua; I will go there myself. Now that my strength has reached the Xianjun level, there is no need to wait for the two great Daotu to lift their restriction arrays.

After I meet that Destined One, I will set off for the Lingxuan Holy Land.

To tell you the truth, my memory has now recovered; the newly ascended Lingxuan Shengnyu is my wife, and she is already pregnant, so I would like to hurry over there."

Hua An's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, "The Lingxuan Shengnyu is your wife? There are rumors that she comes from a mysterious region deep within the Hunluan Hai; then, Elder Qin, what is your identity?"

Qin Jiang smiled upon hearing this, with no intention of hiding anything, and spoke directly, "I naturally also come from that so-called mysterious region, where the power of an Immortal King remains, separating it from the Zhongyuan Continent; it was only by chance that I was able to arrive here."

Hua An nodded slightly, "So that is how it is; I did not expect that Elder Qin was not a native of Zhongyuan."

"Hehe, I have troubled you these days; if the Sect Master has leisure in the future, you can come to the Lingxuan Holy Land to find me.

Of course, even if I go to the Lingxuan Holy Land, I will always be an Elder of the Changsheng Sword Sect, and I will return often in the future," Qin Jiang laughed.

Actually, the time spent at the Changsheng Sword Sect was quite comfortable, and he did not yet know everything about the Lingxuan Holy Land; if it was not comfortable to stay there, he would bring Yanran and the others back.

On the Zhongyuan Continent, there should be no faction that would refuse an Xianjun-level combatant.

"Elder Qin is too polite; the gates of the Changsheng Sword Sect will always be open to you, and I will specifically send someone to repair and maintain this small courtyard," Hua An laughed.

Hearing this, Qin Jiang seemed to remember something and looked at the small courtyard below, where a peach tree caught his eye.

"Let's go down and talk? This Protect Sect Array has been on the whole time; the consumption must be quite high," he said.

As he finished speaking, Hua An felt his vision go dark and took out a communication talisman, "Third Elder! Third Elder! Quickly turn off the Protect Sect Array! Quickly, quickly, quickly!"

In the small courtyard, Qin Jiang stood before the peach tree, looking at the twenty-five peaches the size of human heads hanging on the tree, fresh and dripping, like the blushing faces of infants.

If one only looked at them, these peaches were not much different from ordinary peaches, except for their size.

But in reality, some peach trees at the level of heavenly treasures could also bear such peaches.

It is even said that the legendary Kunlun Xianmu once cultivated an Immortal Peach tree, one that was rumored to be as large as a small mountain.

With a light wave, a peach landed in the palm, and was then compressed by Space Power to the size of a palm.

(End of this chapter)