Chapter 478

However, what kind of person is Lord Ye of the Moon Immortal Palace that the inspector spoke of?

Moreover, did the Moon Immortal Emperor senior order to kill outsiders?

Moon Immortal Emperor... Could she be the Reflecting Moon Immortal Emperor of this spacetime? Or could she be the incarnation of this illusion realm's will?

The situation is a bit bad, the illusion realm's will treats the cultivators entering the trial as foreign invaders, Feng Qingyang frowned and analyzed.

Seeing the black-clad, purple-eyed person before him who could kill the four great inspectors with a single word, he frowned and remained silent.

The King of the Underworld trembled again and said: "My... lord, you now have to worry not only about the Immortal Surveillance Pavilion, but also about the cultivators of the Three Great Dao Domains."

The Moon Immortal Emperor senior personally gave the order; even we, the Netherworld Immortal Clan, a dark-side force, dare not disobey.

I understand, you may rest now, Feng Qingyang nodded thoughtfully, then immediately withdrew the formation power he had bestowed upon the King of the Underworld.

After emerging from the Death Immortal Sea, Xiao Bai, the Black Emperor, and Tu Shengtian were all sent out.

Feng Qingyang did not rush back to the sect, but instead set off alone to the east, slowly beginning to explore this world.

This parallel spacetime is quite wonderful; some secrets of the original spacetime can be found here as answers.

One cannot help but marvel at the mana controlled by an Immortal Emperor—vast, boundless, and unimaginably immense! It is enough to alter spacetime, reverse yin and yang, and transform all things!

However, the things in this spacetime are ultimately created by willpower and thus differ considerably from the original spacetime.

For example, the cultivators' cultivation levels, or the various treasures that exist in this spacetime.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's mind stirred, and a black-purple spatial immortal ring appeared in his hand.

Extending his divine sense inside, he saw it filled with various powerful immortal treasures, with top-grade immortal crystals and super-grade immortal crystal veins piled up into several great mountains, truly extravagant!

Judging by their aura, the grade of these treasures is slightly lower by one level compared to the original spacetime.

Hmm, these top-grade immortal crystals are also such; the energy they contain is roughly half the spiritual power of the original spacetime's top-grade immortal crystals, equivalent to high-grade spirit crystals.

But it's not bad, after all it's free.

These were all "voluntarily" handed over by the King of the Underworld, using his exact words: "My lord, these things are of no use to me; take them all."

The King of the Underworld has drifted half his life without encountering a wise lord; if you do not disdain him...

When the King of the Underworld was slain in the original spacetime, Tu Shengtian destroyed the entire undersea palace with a single sword, so this famous scene did not occur; I never expected it to be staged in this spacetime...

After finishing his estimation, Feng Qingyang put away the spatial immortal ring and continued onward.

【Lord: Feng Qingyang, Realm: Immortal Venerable Eightfold】

【Heavenly Source Dao Seed: Myriad Heavens Immortal Source Dao】

【Current Main Mission: Sweep the Three Upper Dao Domains, Claim Supremacy over the Vast Universe, Completion Will Yield Enormous Rewards】

【Cultivation Arts: Too powerful... abbreviated, Martial Techniques: Too many... abbreviated, Immortal Treasures: Too many to recall】

【Identity: Qingyun Sect Master, Head of the Qingyun Sect Elders' Office】

【Sect: Qingyun Sect (Tier 4) Sect Value: 8.5 million / 10 million, Prestige Value: 100 million】

The sect value increased by five hundred thousand, the prestige value increased by a small target, not bad.

On the way, he took a moment to open the system interface and glance at it roughly; his gaze was drawn to the scenes below.

Numerous towering ancient cities, prosperous immortal kingdoms, and powerful sects were all engulfed in war, a scene of devastation.

Shrieks and pleas for mercy filled the air, all recounting that they had suffered an unprecedented plunder.

Even the countless villages with cooking smoke rising, hidden among the world, suffered cruelly.

This...

Finally, Feng Qingyang halted in the air above an ancient city of ruined walls and broken ramparts.

He had once viewed the map of the Three Upper Dao Domains; his impression was that the current location should be the Tian Gu Immortal City at the eastern horizon of the Xianhong Dao Domain.

Tian Gu Immortal City counts as one of the top ten major cities of the Xianhong Dao Domain, extremely grand and prosperous, with lineages of the Dao standing tall within, and heaven-chosen talents and strong individuals emerging in abundance.

In stark contrast to the scenes below, the majestic city and its countless pavilions, terraces, and towers were almost completely destroyed, replaced by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with a foul blood mist permeating the entire horizon.

Father! Mother! Sister! In the desolate, ruined heart of the city, a seven- or eight-year-old boy in tattered clothes wept beside a broken stele.

The stele was splattered with fresh blood, yet the four large characters "Tian Gu Immortal City" could still be faintly seen engraved upon it.

What have we done wrong? You want to exterminate us completely!

Before the boy, thousands of cultivators gripped their swords, tense as they faced off against a dozen or so cultivators opposite, led by a man dressed in the attire of the city lord's mansion—this realm's Tian Gu City Lord.

Opposite side had a dozen or so, while our side numbered thousands; logically, the advantage should be ours.

But in the cultivation world, what matters is supreme strength; a sea of people tactic is useless.

Merely observing the condition of the cultivators on both sides shows that we are at a disadvantage.

They're dead, all dead...

Demons, they are all demons...

The cultivators soaked in blood were dazed, their sword‑holding hands trembling.

Haha! What wrong have you done? It's just because you are weak, and weakness is the original sin.

The leader of those dozen or so cultivators on this side is an old man clad in gray, his frame stooped.

He stepped forward step by step; with each step his mighty aura forced the thousands of cultivators to retreat one step.

The eldest stopped before the boy beside the stele, saying, "Good child, don't be afraid."

You are all fake anyway; it would be better for us old folks to kill you for amusement—how delightful!

Refreshing! So refreshing!

In the original spacetime I could never have felt this refreshed; coming into this illusion realm, I can do as I please!

The illusory cultivators here are all too weak; my Immortal Emperor realm here is equivalent to the Heavenly Source Immortal Venerable realm.

After I finish off these people, I'll go seize a few young women; I want ten, a hundred! No! I want them all! Haha!

What fake? The Tian Gu City Lord stared, then gritted his teeth and said, "We are flesh and blood! You, however, are true demons!"

The Moon Immortal Emperor senior once issued an order: no wanton slaughter of cities! No bringing calamity upon the world! No...

He hadn't finished speaking when the stooped-backed old man interrupted him: 'Stop!'

'Moon Immortal Emperor? That is the law of your spacetime.'

'You use the law of this spacetime to bind me, the old man of the original spacetime? Ridiculous!'

'Cut the nonsense, you all go die, Lord of Heavenly Ancient City, right? If we get a chance in the original spacetime, I will go to your door to make amends.'

After leaving a sentence that bewildered the Lord of Heavenly Ancient City, the old man struck.

He slapped with a palm toward the bewildered little boy beside him…