Chapter 502: Shocking Zhuo Lao, Initiating the God-Creation Plan

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"Snowy! Ah!" Zhuo Lao, seeing this, hurriedly followed behind her toward the summit of Dengyun Immortal Mountain.

Upon reaching the mountaintop, it suddenly opened up; the extremely rich immortal spirit energy rushed over the face, rare immortal flowers and immortal grasses vied to bloom, truly a picturesque scene.

"Huh? The immortal spirit energy here is actually richer than that of Heaven Outside Heaven!"

"Impossible!" Zhuo Lao and Murong Xue's expressions both jolted; in the Upper Three Dao Realms, is there a place with immortal spirit energy richer than that of the heavens?

"Hmph! Qingyun really got lucky like picking up dog feces, actually able to find such a blessed land of cave heaven."

Murong Xue pursed her lips, then suddenly her eyes lit up: "Zhuo Lao, look, that must be the Qingyun Immortal Sect, right?"

Only to see the scenery ahead even more shocking, an illusory realm sky ladder stretching billions of miles.

Four towering heavenly immortal pillars rise straight to the clouds, immortal energy and Dao patterns intertwining on the pillars, immortal light accompanied by auspicious clouds.

Beneath the pillars lies a grand and imposing gate; the gate's plaque, drawn with immortal Dao power, bears the four large characters "Qingyun Immortal Sect", everything here showcasing Qingyun's might.

"This gate is built rather properly, but... that's about it."

Murong Xue, after muttering a few words, came to the outside of the gate and at once saw the Black Emperor lying prone on the ground.

"A little black dog as a gatekeeper? Qingyun really is an oddball."

"Hey, you there, quickly open the door—I want to enter your sect."

The Black Emperor lifted his head, glanced at her, paid no heed, yawned, and continued sleeping.

"Hey!" Seeing this little black dog still dare to ignore her, Murong Xue stomped her feet in anger.

"What 'hey'? This is our Black Emperor, your lord."

At this moment, the two deputy captains of the gate guard, Ao Yuan and the ancient demon elder Ao Yu, led their team over from the other side.

"Black Emperor, your lord? Just it?"

Murong Xue glanced at the Black Emperor again, couldn't help but cover her mouth, trying not to laugh.

Behind her, Zhuo Lao's expression turned solemn; one is a Fifth Layer Divine Lord, and another is a Ninth Layer Divine Lord like myself? My goodness!

Looking at them, they're just guarding the gate! You Qingyun use supreme Divine Lords to guard the gate? Are you kidding?

"Xue'er, don't be rude!" Zhuo Lao hurried forward to stop Murong Xue, who was about to speak.

"Several fellow Daoists, sorry, sorry—we didn't know the Black Emperor, your lord, was resting here; it's our discourtesy."

Ao Yuan sized them up with a glance, immediately becoming cautious: "Speak, what brings you to my Qingyun?"

"This silly little girl's cultivation is too low to worry about, but the old woman beside her is no simpleton—her aura is actually the same as the ancestor's! Ninth Layer Divine Lord cultivation!"

Beside him, the ancient demon elder Ao Yu also became alert, narrowing his eyes, ready to strike at any moment.

"You needn't be nervous; this princess has come for the affairs of the Shengli Divine Dynasty."

Seeing the atmosphere gradually grow solemn, Murong Xue spoke again.

"Oh? So you're speaking up for the already destroyed Shengli Divine Dynasty?"

The Black Emperor, lying on the ground asleep, stretched and rose to his feet: "Can't even get a decent nap, really unlucky."

"Speak, how do you want to die?"

"I..." Murong Xue still wanted to speak, but Zhuo Lao stopped her again: "You've misunderstood, my lord; we're not here to cause trouble."

"The Ninth Prince Hongxiao of the Shengli Divine Dynasty is the junior disciple of our Murong Ancient Clan's little princess; we came today to find out exactly why."

Zhuo Lao lowered his posture greatly; he had already been stunned by the mighty strength of the Qingyun Immortal Sect.

A titan of equal strength to myself can only be found guarding the gate at Qingyun—does that not prove anything?

"Why so many 'whys'? The strong need not concern themselves with the life or death of the weak."

The Black Emperor flicked his ears disdainfully: "Just for this trifle you disturb my cultivation of the Sleep-Dream Ascension Grand Method—you really deserve to die!"

"You! Your Qingyun Immortal Sect is actually so overbearing!"

"I think your sect's Dao Son acted out of jealousy for the Ninth Prince's talent; you can even appoint such a dispositioned disciple as Dao Son—this princess sees your Qingyun..."

Before Murong Xue could finish, the Black Emperor cut her off: "Shut up!"

"How my Qingyun is, is not something you, an ant, can judge."

"Do you even deserve it?"

Seeing this, Ao Yuan and the ancient demon elder Ao Yu, with a thought, unleashed a mighty Divine Lord realm pressure that suppressed them.

Boom! If it weren't for Zhuo Lao reacting quickly enough to step forward and shield Murong Xue, she would instantly have been ground into blood mist.

"You have a lot of nerve! Do you know what status my young lady holds?"

Zhuo Lao's eyes at this moment flashed with icy light, his little heart pounding nonstop!

Just a little bit, just a little bit!

If the clan leader's most beloved daughter were to fall here, the consequences would be unimaginably severe—undoubtedly the first to suffer would be myself!

"What does it matter to this Emperor what your status is? Coming to my Qingyun Immortal Sect to flaunt your might, your end will be just like that so-called Shengli Divine Dynasty."

"Death without a burial place!"

"And you, this trash, still dare to spread rumors about our sect's Dao Son; in terms of talent, that damn Ninth Prince isn't even worthy to carry our Dao Son's sandals."

"Fine, since you're not convinced, this Emperor will ask you how the Ninth Prince's talent is."

The Black Emperor, seeing that girl's face full of discontent, shifted his tone and asked.

"Not convinced, huh? This Emperor most likes to discipline those who are not convinced."

"Xiao Xiaozi is my master's most proud disciple besides me; do you know what status my master holds? She is from the Shangji Immortal Palace..."

"Listen, get to the point; this Emperor's patience is limited."

"Hmph! Xiao Xiaozi is only 250 years old in bone age this year, already reached the peak of the Great Luo realm! Just one step away from breaking into the Immortal King realm—how about that?"

Even such a young Immortal King, if placed in Heaven Outside Heaven, would still be considered extraordinarily talented.

Murong Xue, with a proud and arrogant expression, spoke.

Black Emperor: "???"

"Is this? Is this? You damn well came to amuse the Emperor, didn't you?"

"Still the same saying: with such talent, you're not even worthy to hold the shoes of my Dao Son."

"Genius? What is genius? Genius is merely a synonym for every disciple of our sect."

Murong Xue's face darkened: "You're just bragging; then tell me how talented your Dao Son is—I, the princess, want to hear."

"Listen well, don't get scared: my Dao Son is only twenty years old in bone age, yet his cultivation has already reached the late stage of the Immortal Emperor realm—what do you have to compare with?"

A twenty-year-old at the late stage of the Immortal Emperor realm? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Even most heavenly talents would need to cultivate for several million years, even tens of millions, to barely reach this realm!

"In order to cover up your sect's disgrace, you can blow any big talk."

You must give my little junior brother justice, or else I, the princess, will never agree!

As soon as Murong Xue finished speaking, a terrifying purple‑arc electric arc suddenly shot out from the Qingyun Sect.

"Xue'er, be careful!"

Boom! After a tremendous bang, only a puddle of golden divine blood remained on the spot, and Murong Xue and Zhuo Lao had already vanished.

"Trying to escape?"

"Changhong."

At the summit of the Qingyun Immortal Peak, as Feng Qingyang gave an order, Fu Changhong's figure instantly appeared before him.

"Seize him."

"Yes, sir!" Fu Changhong said, and with a flash he vanished from the spot.

Really troublesome—why does every Tom, Dick, and Harry come to show off in my Qingyun?

But these two are far from ordinary cats and dogs.

【Murong Xue: Realm: Early stage of the Immortal Emperor realm】

【Identity: Little princess of the Heaven Outside Heaven Murong Ancient Clan】

【Murong Ancient Clan: One of the ten great ancient clans of Heaven Outside Heaven, its overall strength ranks among the top three of the ancient clans, with extremely deep foundations】

"Heaven Outside Heaven, Murong Ancient Clan—I, Qingyun, will surely go there someday; just wait."

At the same time, above the void billions of miles away from the Qingyun Immortal Sect, Zhuo Lao was hastily fleeing with Murong Xue.

"Zhuo Lao, how are you?"

"Cough cough! Xue'er, I'm fine."

Zhuo Lao strained his body to control the primordial yuan energy within him.

At this moment, her breath was extremely feeble, and a fist‑sized blood hole on her chest kept pouring out golden divine blood.

A purple‑arc electric arc still lingered there, hindering her body's self‑healing.

"This is an ocular divine ability! In other words, the attacker wounded me like this with just a glance."

This is even more terrifying than Qingyun's Wine Sword Immortal! Could it be that Qingyun has an Immortal Emperor presiding?

"That's also impossible—how could an Immortal Emperor possibly exist in Shang San Yu at this very moment?"

Just then, a figure stepped forward to block the two of them.

"You two have come to my Qingyun Immortal Sect, and as host I have not yet fulfilled my duties—why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Fu Changhong's figure emerged, his majesty unmatched, looking down upon all beings!

"Friends from afar, please come to my Human Emperor Banner... no, to have a chat in the Human Emperor Banner."

With a thought, Fu Changhong summoned a flag glowing with purple light into his hand.

This was just given to him by the Sect Master not long ago, who also said that the banner was originally called the Soul‑Refining Banner, which did not match the righteous image of his Qingyun.

Thus the Sect Master renamed it the Human Emperor Banner.

"Are you Qingyun seeking a death‑less feud with me, the princess? Good! I'll grant you that!"

"Just wait to receive the furious wrath of my Murong Ancient Clan!"

I had thought Murong Xue was out of options, but she suddenly produced a scroll.

She hurled it straight at the blocking Fu Changhong, then, together with Zhuo Lao, vanished once more into the void.

As the scroll was opened, an awe‑inspiring pressure burst forth, pinning Fu Changhong firmly to the spot.

Not long after.

In the imposing Qingyun Immortal Palace, Fu Changhong appeared, head bowed and spirit low.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, I am incapable and have failed."

"It's fine; this isn't your fault—it's strange that the little princess of the Heaven Outside Heaven Murong Ancient Clan lacks even a basic means of self‑preservation."

"But next time you won't be so lucky—go on, Changhong."

After Fu Changhong left, Feng Qingyang began to ponder again, his fingers lightly tapping the main seat.

Interesting, this is interesting—having a few strong opponents on the path of invincibility makes it far less boring.

The god‑making plan can be moved up!

What if the pills have limits? The meaning of limits is to be broken.

"Notify all: the six‑star elders who have reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, and the ten golden‑rank seven‑star elders who have just returned to the sect, are to await our sect on the Qingyun Immortal Peak."

Currently, only the ten golden‑rank seven‑star elders in the Elder Council meet the condition—namely, the ten peak Immortal Venerables summoned not long ago.

Yesterday, the Elder Council conducted another star‑rating evaluation, and this time the elders' star levels underwent a major shift.

A large part of this is due to his own cultivation increase, and the summoned elders will also rise accordingly.

The higher the realm, the smaller the increase; the lower the realm, the larger the increase.

After this evaluation, the sect now has seven eight‑star elders: the Elder Council's Grand Elder, eight‑star golden‑rank Fu Changhong; the Elder Council's Grand Protector, Liu MiaoMiao; and the Elder Council's Sword‑wielding Grand Elder, Zhao Fantian.

Eight-Star Silver Rank Law Enforcement Elder Feng Chiyang, Eight-Star Silver Rank Protector Elder Tu Shengtian, Eight-Star Silver Rank Elder who also serves as Honorary Hall Master of the Pill Refining Hall Yao Ye, and Eight-Star Silver Rank Elder who also serves as Honorary Hall Master of the Artifact Refining Hall Huang She.

Ten newly promoted Seven-Star Gold Rank Elders.

Three hundred and two newly promoted Six-Star Elders.

One thousand eight hundred newly promoted Five-Star Elders.

After arriving at the Upper Three Dao Realm, after experiencing a series of events, the sect's strength greatly increased!

After Feng Qingyang issued the order, soon all elders of the Elder's Office who met the conditions were in place.

Ten Seven-Star Gold Rank Elders, one hundred and four Six-Star Gold Rank Elders.

The uniform attire looks very good.

All Six-Star Elders wear deep brown robes with cyan trim; on the back is embroidered the full panorama of the Qingyun Sect, and as the Dao rhythms flow, this embroidered sect panorama also flows with it, vivid and lifelike.

Those ten Seven-Star Elders wear deep purple robes with sky-blue trim, flowing and elegant yet not losing solemn dignity; on the back is embroidered the wondrous sight of a bright moon shining over the azure sky, which is extremely magnificent and shocking.

The Elder's Office attire designed by this system is really not bad, with good vision and taste.

Ding, thank you for the praise, my lord.

We still lack the Nine-Star and Ten-Star attire; design them well, and when the time comes, our sect will praise you again.

Nine stars correspond to the Immortal Emperor; as for ten stars, it likely means another ascension.

After a while, Feng Qingyang appeared and came to the forefront of all the elders.

Greetings, Sect Master!

All the elders bowed respectfully with clasped hands.

Hmm, time is pressing; our sect will speak briefly.

Our Qingyun Sect currently has many enemies, among whom powerful forces are not few; the enemies' strength far exceeds your imagination.

When Feng Qingyang spoke, all the elders unconsciously lowered their heads and tightly clenched their fists!

The enemies' strength far exceeds one's imagination? Since the Sect Master said so, it must undoubtedly be the power of an Immortal Emperor!

Alas, time is too short! If I were given enough time, what would an Immortal Emperor matter? I alone could settle things for the sect!

Sect Master, what do you want us to do? Just give your orders!

Even if the enemies are stronger, we have no fear!

Right! Sect Master, speak up; even if it's the Avici Hell, we dare to charge in!

The elders all raised their heads and spoke passionately: Qingyun is our home; if you destroy our homeland, we will fight you to the death!

Feng Qingyang raised his hand to signal them to stop; after the scene fell silent, he spoke again: 'Our sect has only one demand of you: become stronger.'

'Helping you become stronger is simplest for our sect; all of you, swallow this pill,' Feng Qingyang flicked his sleeve, and a pill appeared before each elder.

The ten Seven-Star Elders' pills are Ten-Revolution Emperor-Shattering Pills.

Those one hundred and four Six-Star Elders' pills are all Nine-Revolution Venerable-Shattering Pills.