Chapter 280

The Feng family has experienced dark turmoil throughout various eras, yet it has remained prosperous and undiminished, becoming a super-colossal entity that looks down upon the world, with a foundation of depth that few can rival.

Their Pure Land is not built upon dragon-vein immortal mountains, but rather on islands floating within the firmament, where immortal mist surges, resembling an exquisitely beautiful divine land, with immortal flowers in full bloom, flying waterfalls and flowing springs, surrounded by five-colored light, transcending the mundane and shedding vulgarity.

Furthermore, numerous palaces are situated upon them, with carved beams and painted rafters, coiled dragons and flying phoenixes, and flowing immortal clouds, like a divine kingdom outside the world, with many immortal cranes, colorful luan birds, and other spiritual fowls dancing between the islands.

In the deepest part, there are endless great mountains towering in the high heavens, with a majestic, vigorous, and towering aura that captures the soul.

Among the great peaks, there is a magnificent ancient city that never sinks; outsiders cannot see it, and each of the most powerful Holy Lands possesses one, rumored to be an ancient divine city left behind by gods.

"The Jiang family, the Ji family, Yaochi... all have similar structures."

The big black dog's expression became rarely serious, and it said with utmost earnestness: "The continuous groups of heavenly palaces, and the divine city that never falls—this is a layout that only Emperors possess. The Feng family's ancestors must have produced a Great Emperor."

"But why have I never heard of the Feng family's deeds of fighting with Emperor weapons?"

The Black Emperor was extremely puzzled; the most important foundation of an Emperor family is the Emperor weapon, which is the continuation of the Great Emperor's life and can protect the orthodoxy for a million years without decay.

The Void Mirror, the Hengyu Furnace, the Western Emperor Pagoda... each Emperor weapon is famous throughout the Eastern Wasteland, creating one legendary story after another, causing the world to worship them.

"Throughout history, Great Emperors have died in battle, let alone their weapons; there is more than one shattered Emperor weapon in the world."

Lin Xian said faintly: "In the mythological legends of the Primordial Ancient Star, there are indeed two Great Emperors with the surname Feng. Their origins are even more ancient than the two Emperors Void and Hengyu, approaching the Primordial Era."

Empress Wa, Emperor Xi!

These are the human ancestors second only to the two Human Emperors, Sun and Moon, and can even be said to be the source of this branch of the human race on the Primordial Ancient Star.

When Lin Xian awakened his bloodline in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, he wanted to find an opportunity to visit the Feng family, gather the three Imperial families of the human race, and excavate the ancestral bloodline.

But the difference between being passive and active is significant.

"After I met the True Fixed Tathagata and revived Amitabha, I came to the Feng family by chance. Is this truly a coincidence?"

Lin Xian pondered in silence, his heart inexplicably becoming vigilant; this sense of oppression was something even the Undying Mountain Forbidden Zone had never given him.

The Feng-surname bloodline—females have a human head and snake body, males have a human head and dragon body, resembling the character 'Dao'. Awakening this bloodline is equivalent to an Innate Dao Body, close to the Great Dao.

Compared to the God race in the outer starry sky, it is even more like a human god.

The revival of the Fuxi divine blood brought Lin Xian countless benefits; not only did it break through the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm barrier and forge a good relationship with the Ancient Emperor's daughter, but most importantly, relying on the dense dragon Qi and his inner world, he successfully hooked a True Dragon Undying Medicine.

That was the first complete Undying Medicine Lin Xian possessed. Unlike the old, weak, sick, and disabled ones like the Qilin seed or the human-shaped divine medicine, a complete Undying Medicine cannot be caught by anyone unless a Great Emperor or Supreme Being takes action.

Don't look at the True Dragon Immortal Medicine acting all 'ying-ying-ying' on weekdays; that is only in front of Little Nan Nan. Undying Immortal Medicine is above the mortal world, despising the Great Sages and Quasi-Emperors of the ages.

Once it truly exerts its power, it can take root in the void, continuously absorbing energy to replenish the vast and vigorous blood Qi required by the human body.

Absorbing energy from the great world and breathing into the great universe void—this is the cultivation level only Sages possess. Lin Xian, cultivating the Nine Apertures and relying on the divinity of the immortal medicine, managed to grasp a few scraps of it in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

At the most critical moment, manifesting the human-head dragon-body dharma image, merging with the True Dragon Immortal Medicine, with vigorous blood Qi, calling upon the Emperor weapon, blood-sacrificing the divine spirit, and unleashing immeasurable divine power—this is Lin Xian's true trump card, the reliance that gives him the courage to walk through the Western Desert and bravely enter forbidden zones.

Relying on the Emperor weapon and the immortal medicine, no matter how terrifying the existence he faces, he can hold on for a moment or three, not being blown away like an ant in one breath.

And those few moves of effort are incomparably long for a Supreme Being; even if located at the edge of the universe, it is enough for Gai Jiuyou to arrive to save the situation.

It can be said that the awakening of the Fuxi divine blood brought Lin Xian too many benefits; it is not a quantitative accumulation, nor is it as simple as a breakthrough in a realm, but a qualitative breakthrough.

But everything has a price; all the gifts fate bestows have long been marked with a price in the dark.

While he was pondering, a voice suddenly rang out, shouting: "Who are you people? How dare you enter and exit my Feng clan's territory at will? State your names!"

"This Venerable is the Black Emperor!" The big black dog walked over swaggeringly, hands on its hips, laughing loudly: "I have arrived at the Feng family; quickly have your Holy Master come out to receive me."

"That black dog that specializes in collecting human pets?!" The voice inside the Feng family's divine island became visibly panicked, hurriedly shouting: "Quickly set up the great array, the disaster star has come."

It happened that the Feng clan Holy Master's 1,505th birthday was approaching, and the Holy Sons, Holy Daughters, and Elder experts of various great families and Holy Lands had all come to offer birthday wishes; the lively situation was no less than the Holy City.

Upon hearing of the Black Emperor's arrival, not only were the Feng family members panicked, but many genius disciples of various sects saw their faces turn black immediately upon seeing it.

On the Eastern Wasteland, the Black Emperor performed the act of 'the dog bullying others by relying on its master' to the fullest. From the Southern Ridge to the Northern Domain, its fierce reputation was known to everyone; it often caused chaos and clamored everywhere to collect human pets, and many of the younger generation wanted to peel its skin.

However, true powerhouses disdained to lower themselves to the level of a dog, and the remaining geniuses, unless they were Emperor stars of the level of the Yaoguang Holy Son, truly could not beat this dog.

The Wu Shi Emperor's son is not just talk; having used the Divine Phoenix Undying Medicine to build his foundation and having bathed in the Wu Shi Emperor's blood, this dog's potential is enough to achieve Dao in an alternative way; it is also a dog-path Emperor son.

"How did our Eastern Wasteland produce such a dog thing..." some young people said with heartache, pointing at the Black Emperor and cursing.

The big black dog turned a deaf ear, acting as if it hadn't heard, greeting everyone it saw, being overly familiar as if it were very popular.

"Long time no see, we meet again."

"Hello, human pet, hello."

"Little girl, this Emperor seems to have suppressed you last time..."

Glances came like sharp swords; if looks could kill, the Black Emperor would have died tens of thousands of times.

"Black dog, what are you here for!" someone couldn't help but scold.

"Whatever you are here for, I am here for." The Black Emperor coughed, pretending to be ignorant.

"Look where that is." A Feng family disciple sneered, pointing to a stone tablet: "The Feng family does not welcome beasts."

Only to see that on a floating divine island, a divine tablet was specially erected, with a row of golden, brilliant characters written on it.

"Duan De and dogs are not allowed to enter."

Duan De is a grandmaster of tomb robbing, wandering underground all year round; even the Feng family suffered at his hands and hated him deeply for it.

"Awoo!" The Black Emperor let out a long howl, pointing at the divine tablet, so angry that it cursed: "Why, to mention this Emperor in the same breath as that dead fatty."

Everyone sneered; why can't you go in? Don't you have any self-awareness in your heart?

Duan De robs tombs, the Black Emperor snatches people; both life and death are arranged clearly, and they are known as the Two Evils of the Eastern Wasteland.

"It cannot enter, can I enter?" Suddenly, a faint voice rang out, like an immortal spirit from the nine heavens, and also like an ancient God King.

The Feng family disciple asked subconsciously: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Lin Xian heard this, chuckled and said: "I am the Tianxuan Holy Master, the future Buddha of the Western Desert, the Demon race's Emperor son-in-law, a disciple of Yaochi..."

Before Lin Xian could finish, the Feng family disciple presiding over the array interrupted: "Do you have an invitation? One invitation can only admit one person. The Feng family Holy Master's birthday banquet has no room for idlers; it cannot seat so many people."

Lin Xian's face turned black, and he asked: "What is your name?"

The big black dog smiled sinisterly from the side: "Kid, be careful, Holy Master Lin is narrow-minded and won't let you off."

"What let off!" The Feng family disciple said proudly: "I am a disciple of an Ancient family; who can force me? What Tianxuan Holy Master? I've never even heard of him. A sect master of a small sect is worthy of stepping into my Feng family gate."

On the Eastern Wasteland, families stand like trees, and sects are as numerous as ox hair; only orthodoxies established by experts of the Immortal Platform level are considered mainstream.

For lower branches like the Yuding Cave Heaven or Lingxu Cave Heaven, a Dragon Transformation cultivator is an existence that is high and unreachable.

But for an Ancient family, it is only the level of a famous elder; some old servants in the house are at this realm, so naturally, they look down on others.

Lin Xian took a deep breath, telling himself that this is the Dao field of Emperor Xi and Empress Wa, equivalent to Mount Sumeru in the Western Desert, and everything should be based on harmony, so he couldn't act recklessly, so he coughed and said with a warm face: "Actually, I have long been a member of the Feng family..."

"You are worthy of the surname Feng!"

The Feng family disciple presiding over the great array had his eyes in the sky and said haughtily: "Where did this lowly person come from, daring to climb the family tree of an Ancient family."

The Black Emperor's laughter became increasingly rampant, pointing at Lin Xian and laughing loudly: "Holy Master, oh Holy Master, I didn't expect you to have such a day!"

On the vast Eastern Wasteland, there was actually a family that Lin Xian couldn't relate to.

It was truly a case of a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to reason clearly.

Lin Xian's face turned black; he had encountered a rare Waterloo in his life. The most critical thing was that this time he truly had the Fuxi divine blood and was a genuine old Feng-flag bearer.

Unlike the Yan and Huang bloodline, which has over a billion people and is almost rotten on the street—anyone you find on the Primordial Ancient Star is a descendant of the Flame Emperor or the Yellow Emperor.

Lin Xian can manifest the human-head dragon-body dharma image; he is the direct line of the direct line. If he said he was the Feng family's Emperor son, some cultivators would believe it.

Yet now, he died at the gate of the Feng family.

"Let Feng Huang come out to answer..." Lin Xian gritted his teeth, too lazy to argue with an idiot; today he truly pretended to be cool in the wrong place.

On weekdays, Lin Xian manifests holiness in front of people, either speaking shockingly in front of Supreme Beings or bluffing in front of Emperor weapons and immortal artifacts; at the very least, he is at the level of a Sage.

These existences are either standing at the peak of cultivation or are existences that suppress the ages, with far-reaching vision and vast horizons, so naturally, they know that although Lin Xian's realm is low, every word is a pearl, and everything he says is the truth.

Every story, every sentence, contains a large amount of information and content that needs to be pondered repeatedly.

How could they be like the gatekeeping disciples of the Feng family, simple and crude, not even as good as the dog eyes of the Black Emperor.

"My eldest young lady has no time to deal with idlers like you; leave quickly."

The Feng family disciple said proudly, then pointed at the Black Emperor: "And you, black dog, what are you laughing at? Get out together."

"Dogs that have not transformed are not allowed to enter."

The Black Emperor was stunned; it didn't expect the Feng family disciple's combat power to be so strong—not only settling scores with Holy Master Lin, but even scolding it.

This dog is not someone to be trifled with; when the Wu Shi Great Emperor was in power, it didn't even put Supreme Beings in its eyes.

The big black dog was suddenly furious, cursing: "In the past, your clan leader wouldn't even come if he invited me! You are the one who truly looks down on people with dog eyes."

The Feng family disciple sneered and didn't speak, not even willing to give the Black Emperor a glance, but turned around to chat and laugh with some sect disciples inside the array.

Many female disciples extended olive branches to him, because some of them had been captured by the big black dog, and the Feng family disciple's behavior was no different from helping them vent their anger, gaining their favor.

"You really are asking for it!"

Lin Xian let out a long howl towards the sky, emitting a heaven-shaking dragon roar that echoed through the eternal blue sky, crossed the Feng family's island-protecting array, and reached its core forbidden land.

A dragon-patterned stone tablet seemed to sense it, glowing brilliantly, with countless tadpole characters flickering and flowing in the void, causing a divine goddess in front of the tablet to suddenly look up, astonishment appearing in her delicate eyes.

"What happened?"

Inside and outside the Feng family divine island, there was a tremor, and the Feng family famous elders and elders responsible for welcoming guests rushed over to check the situation.

"You actually dare to be disrespectful to the Feng family!"

Seeing many elders coming, the Feng family disciple presiding over the array instantly gained confidence, his attitude still arrogant, looking down on others, and said arrogantly: "Today is the clan leader's birthday, I don't want to see blood; kowtow three thousand times, and I will let you go."

Lin Xian didn't speak, didn't use any divine powers, but directly used the power of his physical body, using a Great Stone Tablet Hand, hitting the Feng family disciple until he was dizzy, spinning in the air like a whirlpool.

"What kind of power is this!"

Everyone was shocked, countless Feng family famous elders' pupils burst with divine light, not surprised by the magic power, but that Lin Xian actually bypassed the Feng family array and attacked the Feng family disciple.

This was simply unbelievable; one must know that the family array existed to protect the younger disciples, yet at this moment, it actually failed.

"Fellow Daoist, please enter and talk." A Feng family elder instantly realized something was wrong and wanted to come forward to resolve the conflict and then investigate the array matter.

But just at this moment, the Feng family disciple who was being spun around attacked, roaring: "Uncle Yi, kill him for me!"

As soon as the words fell, an old man suddenly appeared in the void, not wearing the clothes of a Feng family disciple, but dressed as a servant, yet his magic power was extremely deep, his aura oppressive, and at a glance, one knew he was an expert.

"Dragon Transformation Seventh Change!"

"How can such an expert still be a servant."

"The foundation of an Ancient family is too deep."

"He is not a servant of a side branch; only the Feng family clan leader's line has the qualifications to enjoy such protection resources."

"Young Master Yu, don't be impatient." The old servant of the Dragon Transformation Seventh Change nodded and smiled, then cold light appeared in his pupils, and he pounced forward. His hair was gray, his figure thin, and his fingers shot out blades like wind, capable of cutting down countless mountains.

"A paper-pasted Dragon Transformation realm, also brought out to show off." Lin Xian shook his head, flipped his palm, and instantly suppressed the old servant.

(End of chapter)