Chapter 1333

"You Daqian people, look well—my Dayu people are all here now, we're not afraid of you!" Guan Shanhai had been pressed down by the two Daqian immortals all day, and now he could finally raise his head and breathe freely.

"Yes, our Dayu people are all here, and all you old fogeys of Daqian just wait and see!"

"Today I'll let you know why our Dayu could replace your Daqian!"

"Our Majesty can step out of the box-world, be called Heavenly Emperor in the outer realm, and become the ruler of the universe—can your Daqian do that?"

"Always relying on seniority to show off, what use is great seniority? Strength is everything!"

The Dayu cultivators shouted in chorus; although Guan Shanhai was at the peak of his power in the Dayu dynasty, after all he was merely the second-in-command, and if one were to speak of the mainstay, it was none other than Martial Yao.

Among the old Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators guarding the entrance to the Cultivation Realm, there was a good friend of the Childlike Master, who contacted the Childlike Master via quantum communicator, letting the Childlike Master see the heroic bearing of Lu Yang and Martial Yao in battle; the Childlike Master slightly adjusted the screen's angle so that the prisoners could also see.

The Dayu prisoners had been hoping for this, and finally Martial Yao had arrived.

Even though Martial Yao was exceptionally talented, he couldn't make sense of the current situation; those with arrogant tones seemed to be loyalist cultivators of their Dayu, while the opposing side were Daqian cultivators, with the Celestial Emperor and the Director of Fate also present there?

Martial Yao's mind was in a tangle, unable to grasp what was happening, not to mention that here he had three immortals?

In other words, I am not the first one captured and brought here—Guan Shanhai and the others were also captured and brought here?

Thinking about it, it makes sense: although immortals rarely decide victory or defeat between themselves, let alone capture, which is sheer fantasy, yet Yun Zhi is overwhelmingly strong, with the ability to seize Guan Shanhai and the others.

Upon this thought, Martial Yao roughly understood the origin of the Prison Peak; he cleared his throat and took charge of order.

"Everyone, quiet down; all of you have become prisoners—now is the time to unite as one, why waste energy on internal strife?"

"In my opinion, everyone can join forces……"

"Join forces with your grandmother!" The Director of Fate swore, cutting off Martial Yao, no longer the refined and elegant military advisor; seeing Martial Yao made him angry.

He and the Celestial Emperor had been hiding comfortably in the sun, but this bastard Martial Yao insisted on placing a seal on the sun, causing them to spend a hundred thousand years to break it open—this matter cannot be spoken of, for speaking would bring shame.

Now the main culprit is finally here; if we don't take revenge, are we still men? Do we still have the blood of cultivators?

Martial Yao frowned, not understanding why the Director of Fate was so hostile toward him: "Director of Fate, if we have something to discuss, we can sit down and talk properly……"

Before he finished speaking, the Celestial Emperor stepped forward and kicked: "All of you, get up!"

Guan Shanhai was waiting for Martial Yao to come in, and the Celestial Emperor and the Director of Fate were no different.

Martial Yao was kicked and caught off guard, stumbling awkwardly several steps, barely avoiding a fall.

"Are you alright?" Guan Shanhai supported Martial Yao, who is the spiritual pillar of the Dayu cultivators—he cannot fall, for it would affect morale.

Martial Yao spat on the ground: "Damn it, I can't beat Yun Zhi, that's fine, but I can't even beat you old fogeys—Old Guan, don't interfere, I'll take care of them myself!"

"Come on!" The Celestial Emperor stood in place, palm raised and beckoning, provocation thick in the air.

The two great powers' leaders clashed; the rest had no reason not to join, and the two dynasties resumed battle, dust flying across Prison Peak for a time.

"Wan Fa, take three people to support the western route!"

"Sichuan and Sicheng, you two cut off their retreat!"

Guan Shanhai and the Director of Fate stood on higher ground, commanding the troops; usually they bickered, each claiming their dynasty was strongest, having simulated hundreds of times on the sand table, with wins and losses on both sides, neither yielding to the other.

Now the forces of both sides had finally gathered completely—this is the time to verify the theory!

Prison Peak cannot use spiritual or immortal power; the Dao Fruit has been taken away, and the fleshly body is suppressed to a very weak degree. At first, Martial Yao was not used to the state of Prison Peak, and upon clashing with the Celestial Emperor he immediately fell into a disadvantage, prompting the Daqian cultivators to shout in approval, each fierce as wolves and tigers.

Martial Yao possesses extraordinary insight; amid the cheers of the Dayu cultivators, he quickly found his feel, gradually adapted to the Prison Peak environment, and gradually turned the tide; seeing this, the Dayu cultivators boosted morale, their fierce state in no way inferior to that of the Daqian cultivators.

Martial Yao has let go; there's no need to be so negative—isn't the Prison Peak environment itself a kind of tempering, tempering body and mind, polishing inside and out?

Through combat, Martial Yao gradually understood the Celestial Emperor's Dao Fruit concept.

Even mundane martial artists have the saying of making friends through martial arts, communicating via the martial way; cultivators naturally can do the same, let alone Martial Yao, who stands at the pinnacle of cultivators as an immortal.

The Celestial Emperor's Devouring Dao Fruit concept possesses the grand aura of ruling the world; this is something Martial Yao lacks. If instead the Celestial Emperor were to take charge of the Candle Heaven civilization, it would let the Candle Heaven civilization rule the universe, rather than plundering everywhere.

Martial Yao is a person skilled at learning; otherwise he wouldn't have mastered the hundred arts of cultivation. He is good at learning, knows his mistakes and can correct them, reflects on himself, and realizes that he originally had so many shortcomings.

Having shortcomings is nothing to fear—just correct them!

But before improving, first let's thrash this old fossil!

Martial Yao punched straight at the Celestial Emperor's face; the Celestial Emperor's body swayed, his steps shifted, borrowing force to strike force.

Both Daqian and Dayu cultivators consciously kept away from the center of the immortal battle, to avoid being affected.

No mistake, no omission, no error, no inner, no outer, no one left unobserved!

……

Lu Yang said his seclusion to break through was no excuse; his battle with Martial Yao yielded great gains, he felt his realm loosening, and his insight into the embryonic form of the Traced Source Dao Fruit deepened further.

That battle was far from as easy as it looked; Martial Yao was an excellent opponent, bringing Lu Yang great pressure, and Lu Yang intentionally used this pressure to temper himself, in order to break through.

In fact, he did achieve it.

Lu Yang sat with five hearts facing the heavens, cross-legged, like a Buddha statue, motionless, external things unable to disturb his Dao heart.

One after another, top-grade spirit stones were sucked dry, consumed at high speed, turned into empty husks; soon the empty husks of top-grade spirit stones piled up into a small mountain.

The Immortal Fairy yawned, feeling that Little Yangzi's breakthrough this time would take a long time; during Little Yangzi and Martial Yao's battle, she had waved flags and cheered, also consuming considerable energy.

She dazedly clutched her pillow, bade good night, and fell asleep.

Lu Yang sensed the Immortal Fairy's movements, opened his eyes, also said good night, and continued his seclusion.

After an unknown time, the Immortal Fairy sensed Little Yangzi's change, stretched lazily and woke up, discovering that Little Yangzi's body was covered with a thick layer of dust, appearing as if he had been in seclusion for a long time.

Immediately afterward, Lu Yang seemed to experience time flowing backward; the dust on his body floated upward, returning to its original position, while at the same time a mighty aura surged—Lu Yang was breaking through; now he could use one mind for two purposes, simultaneously breaking through his realm and activating the embryonic form of the Traced Source Dao Fruit, meaning his insight into the embryonic form of the Traced Source Dao Fruit had advanced a step.

The cave dwelling was washed by the aura, constantly shaking; had the cave dwelling not been prepared in advance with formations, it would have collapsed long ago.

Finally, the mighty aura dissipated; Lu Yang slowly exhaled and inhaled, his breathing vaguely showing traces of the immortal path.

After another unknown time, Lu Yang opened his eyes, stood up, and the Immortal Fairy clapped her hands.

"Congratulations, congratulations—you've reached the late stage of Tribulation Transcendence, Little Yangzi, you're truly amazing."

(End of Chapter)