Chapter 192: Setting Forth Beyond the Realm

Purple Mountain, nine dragons guarding a pearl, towering and solemn, full of mystery and danger, no one in the world dares to set foot.

Yang Zhu brought the Big Black Dog and Duande, shuttling through the vast dragon vein, heading to the deepest part.

"To describe this place as seizing the creation of heaven and earth is simply an insult; no wonder it was chosen by the Wushi Great Emperor!"

All along the way, they went smoothly without any obstruction, but Duande knew this was all because of Yang Zhu.

With years of grave‑digging skill and the art of observing qi and momentum, they had passed at least six dangerous spots along the way, comparable to a "Great Ominous Terrain"! The level of danger—let alone a corrupt daoist, even a sage or a Source Heaven Master would have to perish here, almost ten deaths with no life! "Today I'll open the eyes of you, you dead fatty." the Big Black Dog muttered.

"My mother, what a huge god……"

As they were about to reach the great hall, Duande was suddenly snagged by a huge divine source over two meters tall, just about to approach for closer study.

"Wu Liang, damn it, heavenly venerable! Primordial Ancestral King!"

But the next moment, his face turned deathly pale, his soul fled in terror, his legs went limp, and he plopped down on the ground.

Only through the divine source could one see a golden‑haired figure inside, tall and muscular, skin like forged metal, exuding a strange magical power.

Even sealed within the divine source, sunk in slumber, the mere trace of its terrifying aura makes one feel as if their body is about to burst.

Even the soul can't withstand it; it could explode at any moment!

"Don't move about randomly, and don't touch anything."

Yang Zhu warned, the ancient creatures sealed here are all extremely terrifying existences; they pose no threat to him naturally, but if it were Duande……

Half an hour later, the three arrived at the vast great hall; before them stood a magnificent Dao Platform, as if eternal from ancient times, old and mysterious.

Layer upon layer of heavenly steps lead to the summit; only dozens of steps can be seen, the rest obscured by chaotic mist, unknown how high it truly is.

"Hiss……"

Duande stood beneath the Dao Platform, looking up; imperial might pervaded, chaos surged, making one unable to help but feel awe, wanting to kneel and worship.

"I am the poor Daoist Duande, my dao name is Wu Liang; I pay my respects to the Wushi Great Emperor."

Vaguely, Duande seemed to see a magnificent divine figure, back to all beings, seated upon the Dao Platform; he immediately thought of something and knelt down at once.

The Wushi Great Emperor was the strongest emperor of all ages; even though Duande was usually arrogant and overbearing, he dared not show the slightest disrespect.

"Wow! Great Emperor, Little Black and the Imperial Son have returned……"

The Big Black Dog saw that back view, and tears streamed down, wailing loudly.

When the Wushi Great Emperor saw him, the Black Emperor was merely a puppy on the brink of death; it was the Emperor who saved him and lavished affection upon him.

One can imagine how deep and intense the Black Emperor's feelings for the Wushi Great Emperor are! "You two…… get up."

Looking at these two fellows, Yang Zhu was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say, as if his father had just passed away……

"Tianshu has met the Imperial Son."

A black shadow flashed in, appearing silently behind Yang Zhu, and performed a respectful salute.

"I am about to embark on a journey beyond the realm; I don't know when I'll return, but nowadays the Northern Dipper is unsettled……"

Yang Zhu was about to leave; before departing, he needed to settle some affairs.

If an irreparable situation were to truly occur, he instructed Gu Tianshu to act appropriately according to the circumstances.

"Tianshu understands." Gu Tianshu nodded solemnly, then took out a stone plate and handed it to Yang Zhu with both hands.

"The Imperial Son bestowed this formation's insight upon me; it's time to return it."

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation is a supreme killing array; its slaughter is fierce, capable of annihilating everything, truly a worthy emperor‑level killing formation.

Yang Zhu put away the stone plate; as he was about to leave the Northern Dipper, he might get a chance to seize the four Zhu Xian items, and this stone plate could perhaps play a crucial role.

"Wait for me here."

Having said that, Yang Zhu stepped onto the Immortal Platform; the chaotic primordial energy in front parted to both sides, opening a path, then quickly closed again.

In no time, Yang Zhu vanished from everyone's sight.

On the Dao Platform lay another vast expanse of heaven and earth, everywhere bearing traces of the Dao, with an inexplicable rhythmic flavor of law.

Dozens of zhang ahead stood a perfectly preserved Five‑Colored Altar; its five materials all contained luster, with no loss of energy.

Yang Zhu did not stop before the altar, but proceeded deeper.

There, Hongmeng Purple Qi coiled, the power of time flowed, flickering and flashing like the long river of the world flowing; amidst it hovered a radiant platform of brilliant light.

This object is named the Wushi Immortal Platform; as the name suggests, it was personally forged by the Wushi Great Emperor's own hand.

Its value is immeasurable; although it lacks the invincible might of extreme‑dao imperial weapons, it can freely roam the endless universe, and no formation or restriction can resist it.

Moreover, if one's own strength is sufficient, one can even travel to past, present, and future!

The Wushi Great Emperor expended vast energy, not inferior to forging imperial weapons; only in his third life did he complete its forging.

Rather than saying it is an imperial weapon, it is better to say it transcends imperial weapons, being very similar in nature to the Bronze Immortal Palace.

From the start, it was not born for battle but for other purposes—to return to past and future! Yang Zhu held the Wushi Immortal Platform, stepped down from the Dao Platform, left no trace, and immediately activated it.

The Immortal Platform swiftly swelled to over ten zhang; countless runes appeared, each blazing brilliantly, emitting dazzling immortal light.

Most of these are the Great Emperor's laws, but the core runes are different—far more intricate and profound, not inferior to the Emperor's Dao patterns, making their profundity hard to fathom! A mysterious power enveloped the several people; they could clearly feel the surrounding power of time flowing, extremely strange; afterward, the people together with the Immortal Platform vanished from the spot.

Gu Tianshu stood in the vast great hall for a long time before leaving, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, the mysterious power that had enveloped them withdrew; when vision returned, they had already arrived at another region.

What came into view was a boundless brown plain, barren and devoid of vegetation, like a desolate wasteland.

Moreover, the spiritual energy here is thin, the vitality so low as to be nearly negligible; a normal cultivator staying long would feel some discomfort.

"What place is this?" the Big Black Dog wondered, curiously looking around.

There is no vitality or spiritual energy here; clearly unsuitable for ordinary life to survive and reproduce, certainly not a living ancient star.

"Let's have a look around first."

The Wushi Immortal Platform had long been set with a route; Yang Zhu merely needed to follow it forward.

Since this is the first stop, it certainly isn't simple; it must have something unusual about it.

(End of chapter)