Chapter 1645: What's a Little Imperial Might

Accompanied by Xu Que's Immortal Yuan pouring in, the Cloud Pattern Stone radiated bursts of pale golden light, floating up from his palm.

The light radiated like ripples, spreading out in the air, rippling toward the surroundings.

Xu Que frowned, continuously inputting Immortal Yuan into it.

No one had ever entered the Primordial Secret Realm, and even the Ghost Valley was rarely entered by anyone.

Even if they broke in, most of them died in the formation at the entrance.

Therefore, no one had ever known that the Cloud Pattern Stone was the key to entering the Primordial Secret Realm.

"Why does this thing need so much Immortal Yuan?" Xu Que muttered in a low voice.

He had already input one-tenth of the Immortal Yuan in his body, but there was no sign of the door opening at all.

Damn it, could it be that Er Gouzi scammed me again?

Just as he was about to stop, he suddenly felt the Cloud Pattern Stone in his hand shake and stop absorbing.

Bang!

In the next second, the Cloud Pattern Stone exploded directly, turning into countless streaks of light flying toward the surroundings, landing on the void, and turning into a golden cursor.

These cursors derived golden lines, connecting together, forming dense patterns.

Xu Que was stunned, and before he could react to what had happened, a cry of surprise came from behind him.

"Oh my god... so this is the big door to enter the Primordial Secret Realm?"

"So spectacular..."

"This is the power of an Immortal Emperor! What majestic power!"

Listening to everyone's exclamations, Xu Que hurriedly retreated, stood beside the crowd, looked up again, and was also shocked.

Those light spots not only covered the position in front of him but filled the void in front of this big mountain, golden lines connected, forming a huge door.

At this time, the door was opening slowly, and faint light penetrated from the crack of the door; everyone felt an invisible sacred aura from it.

Even Xu Que, who had never seen it before, clearly felt that it was the sacred aura of an Immortal Emperor, or rather—Imperial Might.

"Great, the Primordial Secret Realm has opened, fellow Daoists..."

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, heavy pressure descended suddenly, causing everyone's expressions to change, and some were even pressed directly to the ground.

"This is the might radiating from the Imperial Might, operate your techniques to resist!" Qing Suyi roared, then operated his technique, and majestic Immortal Yuan surged from his body, forcibly supporting his body.

The surrounding people followed suit one after another; this area instantly turned into a trial ground for cultivators.

In front of the Imperial Might, no one could be spared; only by doing their best could they keep themselves from being pressed down.

Just at this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed: "You, you all look... look ahead..."

Everyone looked in the direction the person said and was instantly stunned.

They saw Xu Que standing in front of that big door, golden light shining from around his body, the halo covering his body, and that bald head looked even brighter.

He turned around slowly, looked behind him, and the Gate of the God Realm opened behind him like a cave.

At this time, he was like a Buddha in the world.

"Hey, what's wrong with you all?" Xu Que looked at the crowd who were ready for battle and asked with a full face of confusion.

A cultivator said with difficulty: "Fellow Daoist Tang, don't you feel anything at all?"

"I do, isn't this Imperial Might?" Xu Que said blankly, "It's rare to experience it once, shouldn't you all hurry up and realize it?"

Everyone was instantly speechless.

Realize?

Realize my ass, didn't you see that we can't even stand up?

Murong Yunhai suddenly reacted, saying in disbelief, "Master Tang, were you not suppressed by the Emperor's Might?"

Suppressed?

Xu Que looked at everyone's performance and suddenly realized that the only one in the whole scene who could still stand properly was him alone.

The others were all like collapsed people, some lying down, some sitting; only Murong Yunhai, Qing Suyi, and a few other cultivators with the highest cultivation levels remained standing, though their expressions were also ugly to the extreme.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, perhaps it's because you are at the door, so the Imperial Might avoided you." Qing Suyi guessed, "You'd better avoid it; if there is any Great Emperor aura remaining inside, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

Except for the twelve disciples of the Heavenly Gate, among the crowd present, Qing Suyi was the one who knew the might of the Immortal Emperor best, knowing deeply that if one faced the Immortal Emperor directly, the pressure one would have to bear would be great.

At this time, just the suspected remaining Imperial Might was enough to press everyone so they couldn't lift their heads.

This Master Tang Sanzang was the weakest in cultivation among them; others might just be pressed to the ground, but if the Imperial Might really erupted, being pressed to explode was possible.

So Qing Suyi asked him to prepare, actually also wanting him to be closer to them, so that if he really couldn't hold on, at least other cultivators could help resist for a while.

"Everyone, don't worry, this Imperial Might is just the remnant of a dead person; this poor monk doesn't take it to heart." However, at this time, Xu Que smiled slightly and said lightly.

Everyone was shocked at that time, and they all popped out their divine sense to check Xu Que's state, then widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.

"How is it possible?!"

"Master Tang, actually not affected by the Imperial Might at all?"

"Fellow Daoist Tang, how exactly did you do it? Why does this Imperial Might act on you but have no effect at all?"

Several cultivators exclaimed on the spot, while Murong Yunhai, Qing Suyi, and the others also looked at Xu Que in astonishment, their expressions extremely confused.

An Immortal King monk who had consumed most of his power could actually resist the Imperial Might of an Immortal Emperor?

This is simply unbelievable!

"Heh heh, as the saying goes, having seen all the movies in the world, there is no code in the heart." Xu Que revealed a peaceful smile, put his hands together, and the whole person was shrouded in golden light, incomparably sacred, "As long as there is Buddha in the heart, all things in the world are equal in your eyes, and naturally you will not be suppressed by the Imperial Might."

All things equal?

How is that possible!

Everyone understands that true equality does not exist in this world; strength is the only condition that determines status.

But this Tang Sanzang was really not affected by the Imperial Might; could it be that he had already stepped into the realm of the ancient Buddha?

Rumor has it that only the ancient Buddha is in such a realm; even if his cultivation is vast and immeasurable, he still treats all things in the world equally, never having any bias.

For a time, Xu Que's image as a saint of the Buddha Sect became even more majestic, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, unshakable.

This wisp of Imperial Might was just the remnant of the Immortal Emperor, and it soon dissipated.

Feeling the powerful momentum around them dissipate, everyone stood up with lingering fear and didn't rush to go in, but adjusted their breath on the spot.

Just entering the door almost killed them; heaven knows what other crises are inside, so everyone wanted to adjust to the best state before going in.

Fahui leaned to Xu Que's side and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother... what you said, is it true?"

Xu Que glanced at him, full of love: "Little light bulb, why don't you follow me in the future? I'm worried that with your wisdom, you'll be sold and still help count the money."

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