Chapter 276

These peerless beauties gathered together, and even the beautiful scenery around them seemed dim and lusterless, unable to add radiance to them.

"Sister Huo Lin, I wonder how your brother is doing recently? I heard that he comprehended the Ancient Emperor imprint not long ago, causing his cultivation to soar."

Qi Huoshui took a sip of the fine wine in the jade cup and asked with a smile.

"That is indeed the case, but my brother is still in seclusion."

Although Huo Lin'er was an Ancient Emperor bloodline, she did not hate the human race like other princes, but instead got along quite harmoniously.

Since Yang Zhu's background was revealed, monstrous talents of the ancient clans like Yuan Gu, Huo Linzi, and Huang Xudao all chose to go into seclusion, and for a while, no one dared to clamor in person.

Wushi bloodline, Sacred Body Dao Fetus physique, Immortal Three Severing Dao... any one of them was enough to make them fear to the extreme, changing their previous arrogant flames and honestly closing their doors to comprehend.

"Sister Yaochi, you are already at the Great Perfection of Immortal Two now. The speed of your cultivation improvement really makes us ashamed."

The Ji Family Little Moon sat beside the Yaochi Saintess, her red lips and white teeth, smiling with two small dimples, slightly playful.

"As long as you work a little harder, you would have already come up."

The Yaochi Saintess smiled, her beautiful eyes very soft, looking at the Ji Family Little Moon with a kind of doting.

"Hmph, it's all that hateful Ye Zi's fault. Ever since he left, he has made me distracted all the time..."

Hearing this, Ziyue puffed up her cheeks, wishing she could immediately pinch Ye Fan's ears and give him some color to see.

Several people appreciated the scenery and talked about the Dao, and the atmosphere was happy and pleasant.

At this time, Yang Zhu and the three of them came here, walking step by step from outside Yaochi toward this side.

"That is... the Sacred Body Dao Fetus!"

"The Emperor's Son is here!"

Yang Zhu had already become famous ten years ago, surpassing all heavenly prides, and was the well-deserved number one person in the Eastern Wasteland.

Now that his identity as the Emperor's Son was revealed, and he strongly suppressed the Yaochi Grand Gathering, his fame spread to every corner once again.

Many people trembled every time they thought of his deeds, feeling their blood boiling, with a kind of indescribable pride and excitement!

"Young and already severed the Dao, absolutely invincible among his peers, who can stop him?"

"The Heavenly Emperor's Son claimed to be a divine bloodline, and one year of cultivation is worth a hundred years of others. Even such a monster ended up in defeat and death!"

"It's him... the Sacred Body Dao Fetus!"

"Is everything going well?"

The Yaochi Saintess and others stood up together, all looking in Yang Zhu's direction.

"Smoothly, the little guy saw the Silkworm Princess and chatted with her a lot."

Yang Zhu nodded, and then stated the purpose of coming: "Yue'er, I am going to set off again, do you want to come together?"

"Naturally, no matter where you go, I will follow."

The Yaochi Saintess's bright eyes flickered, without any hesitation, almost subconsciously speaking.

"Hum..."

Hearing this, Yang Zhu waved his sleeve, and a space tunnel appeared, silver and bright, with majestic space power surging.

"Young Master Yang..."

Yang Zhu was side by side with the Yaochi Saintess. Just when the two were about to step into the tunnel and leave, An Miaoyi suddenly spoke up and called him.

"Does Fairy An have anything else?" Yang Zhu paused and looked back at her.

"No."

Facing Yang Zhu's gaze, An Miaoyi's expression became hesitant. After struggling for a long time, the words she wanted to say ultimately failed to be spoken.

"Fairy An, I know your intentions, you... should look for someone else."

Yang Zhu was not stupid; he had long noticed that An Miaoyi had a good impression of him, but he was dedicated to the Dao and did not want to waste too much time and energy in this regard.

So all along, he had tried his best to reduce contact with her, hoping to dispel the other party's thoughts, at least not to let them take root firmly.

"A person's life cannot meet someone too amazing, otherwise it is difficult to fall in love with the mundane. You... take care."

Hearing this, An Miaoyi's eyes dimmed a bit, but she smiled, with three parts relief and seven parts helplessness.

"You take care too."

After speaking, Yang Zhu turned and entered the tunnel, disappearing from where he was.

The Yaochi Saintess naturally noticed An Miaoyi's feelings for Yang Zhu, but she had never cared about it. At this moment, her veil shook slightly, she nodded in greeting, and then followed.

"Since ancient times, beauties love heroes. The Wushi Great Emperor pushed across the nine heavens and ten earths, sweeping away all enemies. How glorious and infinite it was, making the world admire him.

The Great Emperor also had many pursuers, spending their whole lives chasing the Great Emperor's footsteps, but those beauties ultimately failed to get their wish and turned into withered bones, sighing..."

The Big Black Dog's eyes were deep, putting away his usual greed and lewdness, and said these words earnestly.

He took one last look at An Miaoyi, shook his head with some regret, and hurriedly followed Yang Zhu, disappearing into the tunnel with Duan De.

After leaving Yaochi, Yang Zhu sacrificed the Wushi Immortal Terrace, and immortal light was emitted, enveloping several people, and then they left Beidou, heading to the next stop on the starry sky road.

A few days later, several people appeared above a planet.

That was a blue ancient star. Looking down from ten thousand miles high, it was like a "sapphire," dazzling and eye-catching, very easy to attract people's attention.

Although this ancient star was far from the Beidou star domain, perhaps not even one ten-thousandth of the latter, it had an indescribable ancient meaning and atmospheric grandeur.

"This is..."

The moment the sun rose, an unknown fate awaited everyone. Could the God King fight the world alone? But what was meant to come would come. When the morning light of the next day spilled onto the ground again, the divine bell rang incessantly; more big shots had arrived.

He was no stranger to the ancient star in front of him; it was Earth! "What's wrong, is there something wrong here?" The Yaochi Saintess was puzzled.

"Nothing."

Yang Zhu shook his head and didn't say much, but after finding a familiar plate, he took everyone down.

In front of them was a towering mountain range, many places covered by a layer of white snow, a silver-clad scene.

Although the altitude was only a few thousand meters, compared to those ten-thousand-zhang great mountains in Beidou, it was just a drop in the ocean, but if you looked up from the bottom, it gave people a shock for no reason.

It was as if a giant dragon was looking down at itself, but it couldn't detect where it came from, and couldn't find the source.

"Eh? This place is too unusual, giving this Daoist an indescribable feeling..."

Duan De soon noticed the abnormality and couldn't help but frown and think.

"This place looks ordinary, and there is no spiritual energy, but it looks atmospheric and majestic, as if the life level was once very high, or... something was deliberately obscured."

In the way of observing qi and looking at trends, few people could compare with him. Just staring at the Kunlun Mountains for a moment, he figured out something.

"It's strange, this place is clearly not suitable for cultivation, could it be that a high-ranking person visited here before?"

The Big Black Dog's cultivation was not low, and he also saw that something was wrong.

"This place is called the Kunlun Mountains. Although it is only ten thousand miles long now, it used to be millions of miles long, but it was obscured into its current appearance by someone using heaven-defying means."

Yang Zhu explained, taking the party deep into this sparsely populated place. Because the altitude here was high, no matter what season it was, it was covered by snow, and the temperature ranged from a few degrees below zero to dozens of degrees.

This harsh climate was not suitable for ordinary species to survive and inhabit, resulting in very few creatures appearing here.

"Suppressing the kings alone? If this gets out, it will be a disgrace to all races. What are you afraid of?" Five brilliant rays of light descended from the sky. The leader was actually a Saint King, purple hair disheveled, tall and slender, almost the same as a human.

Yang Zhu stood ten thousand meters above, looking down at this majestic mountain range, constantly deducing, wanting to find a way to enter the Gu Kunlun immortal land.

"Found it."

When the last rune was deduced, several people turned into divine light, instantly skimming over a thousand miles, and landed at the foot of a dense mountain.

"Fine, a life-and-death battle!"

This place seemed to be a separate world. One could clearly see the boundary line between white snow and lush greenery, separated by an invisible barrier.

However, this world could not be called vast, only ten miles in radius. Outside this range was the low-temperature and cold climate.

"There are actually people here."

On a protruding ground not far away, there was a simple house, which looked out of place here, and immediately attracted Yang Zhu's attention.

"Knock knock..."

The four of them came to the house. Not long after knocking on the door, an old man slowly opened the gate.

"You... you are immortals?!"

The old man had white hair and beard, a hunched body, and was dressed very simply, no different from an ordinary old man.

When he saw Yang Zhu and the others, he was stunned in place, his pupils dilated, and his face was full of disbelief.

Yang Zhu's black hair was like a waterfall, each strand crystal clear, and his black robe was elegant, with many complex runes flashing, which was very magical.

And the Yaochi Saintess was as clear and beautiful as an immortal, covered by a layer of mist, as if an immortal had descended to the world; just one look was enough to know that she was not an ordinary person.

The Big Black Dog was as strong as an ox, his black fur bright, and his demon aura was surging, just like a great demon, which was also extraordinary.

Duan De wore a gorgeous Daoist robe, covered with various magic treasures, all flowing with divine brilliance, like a high-ranking expert who had attained the Dao.

Even in the world of cultivators, they were transcendent enough, and few people could reach them, let alone the people on Earth.

"Old man, what is this place?"

The Big Black Dog leaned his huge head over and spoke human words, scaring the man into sitting down, his face full of horror and disbelief.

"Bla... black dog has become a spirit, actually able to speak human words..."

It was as if an ordinary person saw a monster. The old man was so frightened that his whole body was trembling, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Looking like someone who has never seen the world, this Emperor is too lazy to bother with you."

The Big Black Dog muttered. He hated others calling him a dog spirit the most. If it were someone else, he would have slapped them to death with one claw.

But the old man in front of him was just a Bitter Sea cultivator. He was too lazy to bother with such a character and wandered around on his own.

"Old man, we know that you are also a cultivator, so we want to ask you some questions."

The Wuliang Daoist helped the man up and said politely. Although he was greedy and deceitful, he would not attack a Bitter Sea cultivator.

Otherwise, it would be too shameful.

"I dare not, I dare not. My ancestors were indeed cultivation experts, but I cannot afford it.

With the changes in heaven and earth, Earth can no longer be cultivated. Time has passed for more than a hundred years, and this old man has only just touched the threshold."

The old man seemed to have calmed down a bit, probably guessing that the people in front of him should be the cultivation experts in the ancestors' mouths, with unfathomable strength.

Subsequently, a little more light appeared in his turbid pupils, and he was a bit excited: "I don't know where the immortals come from, are they from outside Kunlun, or from the Western lands?"

Being able to see high-level cultivators meant that there were places in the world where one could cultivate, which seemed to give the old man a little hope.

Their family had lived in the uninhabited Kunlun Mountains for generations, and different people would be obscured by the mist outside and could not reach here at all.

Unfortunately, the world changed thousands of years ago, spiritual energy disappeared, and it was no longer suitable for cultivation, so their family slowly declined.

"We come from outside the domain. If my guess is correct, you should be guarding a dragon vein entrance."

Yang Zhu spoke. After the changes in Earth's heaven and earth, those so-called "Qi practitioners" in the past moved their entire clans and took root near the dragon vein entrance.

This was to rely on the thin dragon qi remaining in the dragon vein for nourishment, so that not everyone would be unable to cultivate.

"Correct, correct, more than three thousand years ago..."

The old man was not surprised and began to fall into memories, telling the past things one by one.

Among them, there were the reasons for their moving, as well as where he knew there were cultivators, and which places could still be barely cultivated...

"The highest is only the Four Extremes Realm? It seems it's really not that great."

The Big Black Dog muttered disdainfully after listening. Not to mention him, even if a Hualong cultivator came, they could sweep this place.

"Many thanks."

After inquiring about what he wanted to know, Yang Zhu left more than ten head-sized strange sources and several spirit herbs that could prolong life, and then left.

"Is this gemstone an immortal object... and these immortal treasures, at least hundreds of years old!"

The old man looked at those things, his expression excited. As soon as his hand touched the source block, a spiritual force entered his body along his fingertips.

That Bitter Sea, which had been withered for more than ten years, suddenly had some changes and began to operate quietly...

"In my lifetime, I am lucky to see such immortal objects, really thank the immortal..."

His eyes were red with gratitude, and he turned around wanting to say something, but Yang Zhu and the others had long since disappeared.

"Brother Yang, you seem very interested in this place."

After listening to the old man's introduction, Duan De was convinced that this place should have been extremely prosperous before, but he didn't know why it became like this.

"This is an ancient star full of mystery and location. Do you remember the old man riding a cow and that bald guy on Sheng Ya? They all come from here." Yang Zhu explained.

"So that bald donkey comes from here..."

The Big Black Dog was thoughtful, not knowing what thoughts he had in his heart.

"The old man mentioned some figures from the Mythological Era. Do they really exist?"

The Yaochi Saintess had listened very carefully just now and was also full of curiosity about this ancient star.

"As far as I know, most of them are."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Zhu nodded.

Laozi, Shakyamuni, Qitian Dasheng, Zhenyuanzi, Daoist Sanqing, etc., all had a great connection with Beidou.

It could be said with certainty that there must have been a brilliant civilization here, but later there was a fault.

And those cultivation experts were naturally said to be myths, because no one imagined that it was real existence and occurrence.

(End of chapter)