Chapter 436: Over two hundred thousand years? The Heavenly Martial Continent?
Exactly, those three seniors broke through to the Emperor Realm over a hundred thousand years ago; I can't even imagine how high their cultivation is now.
Let those three come out to pay respects—this isn't a joke!
Hiss! Do you still remember a legend?
Rumor has it that beyond our Heavenly Martial Continent there are countless even vaster worlds; could it be that powerhouses from a higher-level great world have descended?
Inside the Spirit-Shaping Artifact's small world, countless cultivators from immortal cities were shocked and speculated.
At that moment, in a canyon at the edge of the small world, three figures shot straight up toward the heavens.
"Immortal Spirit Legion's Jun Jiantian, Zhao Huang, and Feng Yan, pay respects to the Sect Master."
"We three subordinates are late; please forgive us, Sect Master."
The three figures who flew in were precisely Jun Jiantian and his companions, who had already reforged their fleshly bodies.
They arrived before Feng Qingyang, bowed respectfully, and spoke.
Seeing this, the cultivators of the lower small world were shocked again.
"It's those three seniors! Those three seniors have finally come out of seclusion again!"
"Wait! Why are those three seniors respectfully bowing to that figure?"
"What the heck! What on earth is happening? Am I, the Saint, still dreaming?"
Most cultivators were just dumbfounded.
However, at a certain spot in the center of the small world, a million armored soldiers stood ready, while dozens of cultivators in general's attire were all frozen in place.
"It's the Sect Master! The Sect Master has arrived!"
"I said it, the Sect Master hasn't forgotten us."
Above the heavens.
After Jun Jiantian and his companions poured out their tears and snot, Feng Qingyang roughly figured out what had happened here.
All I can say is, absurd! Extremely absurd!
Absurdity's mother opened the door for absurdity; absurdity has arrived home!
Only a couple of months have passed outside, but over two hundred thousand years have passed here!
Over two hundred thousand years, all the Immortal Spirits have completely reforged their fleshly bodies and restored their consciousness.
They relied on the small world's native resources and the large amount of resources they previously provided, even establishing a medium-sized world!
They called this small world the Heavenly Martial Continent, and then they kept reproducing, resulting in the present prosperity.
According to their timeline, now is the ancient era, when emperors rose together and immortals vied for supremacy—a golden age.
"Sect Master, over two hundred thousand years have passed, yet you sent no word; we thought you'd forgotten us."
"But Sect Master, rest assured, we three dare not forget anything you ordered."
"The legion's affairs are already complete; it includes over a million armored cultivators and dozens of officers, big and small. Although a long time has passed, all the Immortal Spirits have already reforged their bodies—look..."
Jun Jiantian, clad in a green robe, cautiously began to speak.
"It's fine; this isn't your fault."
"It's because the time flow here is terrifyingly fast; you've lived here for over two hundred thousand years, while only two months have passed outside."
Feng Qingyang turned his purple eyes and spoke indifferently.
It seems the time of the Eternal Spirit-Shaping Artifact and that of the Spacetime Dao Platform are doubly stacked—this is too terrifying!
If……
【"Ding, Master, strictly speaking, this Eternal Spirit-Shaping Artifact is merely an Immortal Venerable-grade immortal treasure, so only you, the treasure's owner, and the Immortal Spirits may enter."】
【"These people entered either as Immortal Spirit bodies or were born and raised here, so they are not rejected."】
The system's cold mechanical tone sounded inopportunely, interrupting Feng Qingyang's reverie.
"Whatever, just say what you say."
Good grief, this damn system directly interrupts spellcasting, right?
But this isn't bad either; it's tantamount to me fully controlling another world.
Moreover, this world's time flow is still extremely terrifying, allowing large-scale cultivation of heavenly prodigies and forging of powerhouses for the sect.
"What! We've spent over two hundred thousand years here, while only a couple of months have passed outside?"
Jun Jiantian and his companions stood frozen on the spot, faces full of disbelief.
This terrifying time flow is simply unheard of!
"Sect Master, this..."
"This place was tailor-made for you, so it's only natural that the time flow is a bit faster."
"Your three cultivations have now fully recovered to the Heavenly Immortal Realm—not bad."
Jun Jiantian and his companions were all Immortal Emperor titans in their previous lives, so it's normal that they could reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm after just over two hundred thousand years of re‑cultivation.
Once they and the legion train a bit more, they'll be able to wage war for the sect, though by then I estimate my Blue Cloud will have already charged into Shang San Yu.
"Our sect's visit this time is first to inspect your legion's status."
"Second, to inform you of a matter: Zhao Huang, your Zhao Immortal Clan and Jun Jiantian's Immortal Sword Sect still exist in the world."
"You two, go out with the sect for a trip; there are some matters you need to resolve."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Huang and Jun Jiantian exchanged a glance: "We will obey the Sect Master's orders."
The two could hear that their Dao lineage inheritance still existed in the world, and they were naturally delighted.
But the Sect Master didn't mention the Flowing Fire Immortal Sect; could it be that Old Man Feng's sect didn't survive that calamity?
Feng Yan also realized this; saying he wasn't disappointed would be a lie, but now he can't turn the tide, so he might as well let it go.
"Feng Yan, stay here to continue drilling the legion and quickly boost its combat power."
Feng Qingyang spoke.
He just used spiritual sense to envelop the whole small world, and instantly felt the aura of the million legion.
Those dozens of generals had all broken through to the Immortal Realm, but the legion cultivators' cultivation remained low, lingering between the Emperor Realm and the Saint Realm.
Such combat power wouldn't even be considered in the upper realm; even in the lower realm it would only serve as cannon fodder.
"Feng Yan respectfully obeys the Sect Master's order."
……
Shortly after, inside the magnificent Qingyun Immortal Palace.
"What! These unfilial sons! They dare..."
By His Highness, Jun Jian Tian and Zhao Huang were so angry they were blowing their noses and glaring.
The Sect Master said, his Immortal Sword Sect, now as one of the several major Immortal Emperor forces in the Tianyun Dao Domain, is extremely arrogant, actually daring to join the remaining four major forces to target the Qingyun Sect.
The Zhao Immortal Clan is also stirring up trouble; the current patriarch, Qianyu Immortal Emperor, dares to fan the flames behind the scenes, intending to destroy the sect's affiliated forces, the Qing Immortal Clan.
Goodness, goodness, these junior descendants are so filial they'll kill me!
"Sect Master, just give the order; if they made a mistake, they should receive the appropriate punishment."
Jun Jian Tian and Zhao Huang spoke in unison, respectfully.
I only hope the Sect Master can leave an opening, even if just to leave a last trace of our lineage.
Although they are within the sect, they are fully aware of the sect's strength.
Provoking the Heavenly Dao still leaves a chance for life, but provoking Qingyun leaves no path to survival!
Time passed, three days flew by.
End of Chapter
