Chapter 312 The Ancient Dragon of the Void Plows the Ground? Xiao Yan's Shock!
These three renowned eighth-grade alchemy masters, who were famous throughout the Central Plains, were now slumped in their chairs in the main hall, staring blankly at the light screen in the sky.
"Xuan Kongzi, did you see clearly the hand seals that senior used just now?"
Tian Leizi swallowed hard; his voice, which was usually booming, was now terribly hoarse.
Xuan Kongzi gave a bitter laugh and stretched out his hands with trembling hands.
"See clearly?"
"I can't even tell what level the white flame he used is."
Xuan Kongzi recalled the scene of the old man casually tearing through the void to use as a cauldron, and felt his cheeks burning.
"Our Pill Tower has always prided itself on being the leading force in the alchemy world, and we've even fought tooth and nail for a cauldron on the Heavenly Cauldron Ranking."
"But what about them?"
"They don't even bother with a cauldron; they use this very world as their furnace! That kind of method, that kind of spirit, has completely transcended the realm of alchemy; it's creating all things!"
Xuan Yi, standing to the side, also looked dejected and shook his head bitterly.
"The most terrifying thing is the materials he refines."
Xuan Yi pointed at the light screen, his voice trembling.
"The interwoven patterns on that nine-leafed grass are the embodiment of the laws of the Great Dao!"
"The residual pressure within that piece of beast bone made my heart tremble even through the light barrier; it was definitely an ancient magical beast that surpassed even a Dou Sheng!"
"The pills refined using such rare and precious materials actually developed sentience and tried to fly away."
"Imperial-grade elixirs..."
Tian Leizi uttered these four words with difficulty.
"What that old man casually refined was actually a supreme divine object comparable to an Emperor-grade pill!"
Below the main hall, hundreds of elders and core disciples of the Pill Tower had already knelt down.
They usually acted arrogantly, enjoying the adoration of powerful figures from various factions, and were extremely proud.
But today, the gray-robed old man in the light screen crushed the pride they had built up over their lifetime in less than half an incense stick's time.
A pill casually refined by an elder from the outer sect who was in charge of guarding the mountains was enough to drive the entire Dou Qi Continent crazy.
"What... what kind of alchemists are we?"
A white-haired, seventh-grade alchemist knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He ripped off the alchemist badge that represented his noble status from his chest and threw it hard on the ground.
"Faced with such divine abilities, we are nothing more than a bunch of children trying to mold mud balls!"
Xuan Kongzi did not stop the elder from his breakdown.
Because his own heart had long since shattered into pieces.
He looked at Xiao Yan in the light screen, standing at the bottom of the stone steps, sweating profusely as he carried firewood.
"This kid has quite the spirit, he can actually bend and stretch, working as a fire worker in that kind of fairyland."
Xuan Kongzi sighed deeply.
"If he could learn even a single skill or two from that old man, even just how to start a fire..."
"When he returns, the title of the number one alchemist in the Dou Qi Continent will likely change hands."
...
Zhongzhou, deep within the ancient realm.
In the quiet courtyard, the falling leaves are silent.
Gu Xun'er stood under the tree, looking up at the light curtain in the sky, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, filled with worry.
The image on the light screen.
Xiao Yan unloaded the firewood, and due to exhaustion, his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the white jade slab.
He was panting heavily, his hands were blistered from exertion, and his black clothes were covered in dust.
Looking at that boy who used to stand tall and proud no matter how many scornful looks he received in Wutan City, now he was doing hard labor like the most humble ant in this unfamiliar world.
Xun'er's heart ached as if it were being pricked by needles.
"Brother Xiao Yan..."
Xun'er's slender fingers were tightly intertwined.
"The gravity there is so terrible, why are you working so hard? Even if you're doing menial work, you don't have to torture yourself like this."
She knew that Xiao Yan wanted to become stronger, to fulfill the three-year promise, and even more so, to one day stand before her with dignity.
But that world is too high.
It's reached a point that inspires despair.
Just then, several figures descended from the sky and landed outside the courtyard.
Leading the group was Gu Yuan, the patriarch of the ancient clan, followed by Gu Lie and a group of elders.
Their expressions were equally grim, clearly stunned by the alchemy skills of the gray-robed old man in the light screen.
"Chieftain, did you see it clearly?" Gu Lie swallowed hard, his voice low.
Gu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the light screen.
"I can see it clearly now."
Gu Yuan's voice carried a deep sense of powerlessness.
"That gray-robed old man, although he was just an elder in charge of the outer sect, the aura he exuded had completely transcended the realm of battle qi."
"That is another, higher-dimensional energy system."
Gu Yuan turned his head, looked at the elders behind him, and said something that made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"If I'm not mistaken, that old man who casually refined pills on Spirit Medicine Peak, if he were to come to our Dou Qi Continent..."
"He only needs to wave his sleeve lightly, without any fighting skills, just with that high-dimensional law crushing, he can instantly wipe out our entire ancient clan and this ancient world."
Upon hearing this, the entire courtyard fell silent.
The elders, including Gu Lie, were all deathly pale.
They were the strongest of the eight ancient clans!
The clan boasts numerous powerful warriors who have reached the Saint level, and their foundation is unfathomable.
But in that world, could an old man who guards the mountains at the outer gate wipe out their entire clan with a wave of his hand?
What a terrifying world this is!
Hearing Gu Yuan's evaluation, Xun'er's worry deepened.
She knew all too well the unruly spirit that was inherent in Xiao Yan.
In the Dou Qi Continent, he dared to challenge those above his level and provoke those behemoths.
But in this world where even an old gatekeeper can wipe out an ancient clan.
Xiao Yan's cultivation level as a Great Dou Master is not even comparable to that of an ant on the ground.
If his unyielding temper were to flare up and offend some important figure, the outcome would be absolute annihilation, with no chance of reincarnation!
"No, that world is too dangerous."
Xun'er bit her red lips, her eyes slightly reddening.
She turned around and looked at Gu Yuan, her voice tinged with pleading.
"Father, is there really no way to contact him or bring him back?"
Looking at his daughter's worried expression, Gu Yuan sighed inwardly.
"Xun'er, you saw it too."
"The level of that world far surpasses that of the Dou Qi Continent."
"The rules of that light curtain cannot even penetrate the slightest bit of my soul power, let alone save people across realms."
"Since he was chosen, that is his destiny."
Whether it's a blessing or a curse, he'll have to bear it himself.
Gu Yuan patted Xun'er on the shoulder, about to say something more comforting.
Just then, the light curtain in the sky suddenly changed.
In the scene, Xiao Yan had just caught his breath and was about to get up from the ground to continue carrying the remaining spirit firewood.
"call out!"
Suddenly, without warning, a sword light ripped through the sky from the direction of the main peak of the Primordial Immortal Court, heading straight for the location of the Spirit Medicine Peak.
"Huh? An enemy attack!"
Gu Yuan and the others outside the light screen had drastically changed their expressions, thinking that some peerless expert had come to their door.
However, on Spirit Medicine Peak, the gray-robed elder who had just finished refining pills did not make any defensive moves after seeing the sword light.
Instead, the old man quickly stood up, straightened his robe, and then strode to the front of the stone steps, where he bent down.
The sword light dissipated in mid-air above the Spirit Medicine Peak.
A young man dressed in a plain-colored long robe and carrying a sword box stepped out into the air.
It was Li Changsheng, the first-ranked member of the Primordial Immortal Court, who had just cleaved the tsunami in two with a single sword strike at the edge of the Boundary Sea.
Li Changsheng remained calm as his gaze swept across the Spirit Medicine Peak.
The old man in the gray robe bowed his head and spoke respectfully:
"I was unaware of the arrival of the First Order disciples. The manager of the Outer Sect's Spirit Medicine Peak has failed to greet you properly."
Li Changsheng ignored the old man's polite words. He landed in the courtyard and his gaze immediately locked onto the black-clad boy sitting on the ground, covered in mud.
He then walked up to Xiao Yan and looked down at him.
Xiao Yan felt an invisible, sharp sword intent envelop him. Under this sword intent, his fighting spirit was completely sealed, and even moving a finger became a luxury.
"You're the pyrotechnician who carries that giant black ruler?"
Li Changsheng looked at Xiao Yan, his tone devoid of any emotion.
Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, enduring the oppressive aura, and nodded with difficulty.
"It is indeed I, the junior."
Li Changsheng nodded, then turned around, facing the direction of the main peak, and spoke loudly.
"Immortal Lord's decree."
"You are hereby summoned to the Immortal Lord's Palace for an audience immediately!"
These words stunned not only the gray-robed old man on Spirit Medicine Peak.
Even Gu Yuan and the others outside the light screen were immediately startled.
Because the Dou Qi Continent had just been forcibly connected to the Heavenly Curtain, they did not see the scene where Jiang Chen crushed the Quasi-Immortal Emperor's black blood with one hand at the edge of the Boundary Sea.
In the minds of Gu Yuan and the elders of the ancient clans, the only reference point for the upper limit of strength in this perfect world was the gray-robed old man who had just casually refined an "Emperor-grade pill".
"That old man could wipe our ancient clan off the map with just a wave of his sleeve."
Gu Lie stood behind Gu Yuan, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, his voice extremely dry.
"Even such a senior with the power to destroy the world had to bow and pay respects to that young man with the sword on his back the moment he saw him, and called himself the manager."
"And that young man with the sword on his back is merely a first-tier official. Although his name sounds imposing, he seems to be just a messenger..."
At this point, Gu Lie dared not continue.
Gu Yuan took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back.
"That outer sect manager is probably just one of the lowest-ranking people in this force called the Primordial Immortal Court."
Gu Yuan's gaze was fixed on the words "Immortal Lord's Palace" on the light screen.
"Above the managers, there is this first-ranking official."
"And above the first rank is the Primordial Immortal Lord who issues the decrees!"
Upon hearing this, the entire ancient courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the elders were frantically trying to deduce the strength of that mysterious immortal master in their minds.
If the outer sect manager can wipe out the ancient race, the first-ranked can wipe out the entire Central Plains.
And what about this Primordial Immortal Lord?
Could it be the legendary creator who created this universe?
"But..."
Gu Xun'er stood to the side, biting her red lips, her eyes full of worry.
"Why would such an unparalleled being, whose understanding far surpasses our own, order an audience with Brother Xiao Yan?"
This was also the biggest question in the minds of Gu Yuan and all the powerful figures on the Dou Qi Continent.
A Grand Master.
He might be considered a minor genius in the Dou Qi Continent, but in that world, even the soil of Lingyao Peak was purer than his Dou Qi.
What is that high and mighty immortal lord after?
...
Meanwhile, Perfect World.
On the outer sect's Spirit Medicine Peak.
Li Changsheng didn't give Xiao Yan much time to think.
With a casual wave of his hand, a dazzling sword light unfolded out of thin air beneath his feet, transforming into a long bridge of sword energy spanning the sea of clouds.
"Come with me, the Immortal Lord doesn't like waiting."
Li Changsheng stepped onto the long bridge first.
Xiao Yan dared not delay. He gritted his teeth and endured the soreness in his legs, dragging the Xuan Heavy Ruler as he carefully followed.
The moment his feet stepped onto the long bridge of sword energy.
The oppressive feeling of the space, so heavy it was suffocating, vanished instantly.
Xiao Yan let out a long breath and realized that his back was completely soaked with cold sweat.
The two walked one after the other through the sea of clouds.
They flew towards the main peak that pierced the clouds and radiated endless divine light.
Along the way, Xiao Yan boldly turned his gaze to the floating immortal mountains that swept past below.
He only glanced at it, and his breath caught in his throat.
"roar!"
From a bottomless abyss below, a deafening roar suddenly echoed.
Xiao Yan looked down.
A colossal creature, thousands of feet long and covered in dark golden scales, slowly emerged from the abyss.
That was a dragon.
A true dragon with two horns on its head and five claws on its belly!
Ancient and profound lightning runes are interwoven on each of its scales, and with just a breath, it transforms into a thunderstorm above the abyss.
"Little Yanzi..."
"This kind of bloodline pressure is more than ten thousand times stronger than that of the mysterious Ancient Void Dragon Clan in the Central Plains!"
"This is definitely a true divine beast!"
"If this were the Dou Qi Continent, even if the eight ancient clans joined forces, it wouldn't be enough for it to swallow us whole!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan looked up at the terrifying dark gold dragon again and couldn't help but swallow hard.
But the next second, his eyes widened suddenly.
Because he saw that the dragon was wearing a huge bronze collar around its neck.
Several thick, unidentified metal chains were trailing behind the collar.
Looking along the chains, this dark gold dragon, powerful enough to destroy the Dou Qi Continent, was actually just pulling an ancient bronze chariot, slowly plowing back and forth on a celestial mountain!
Pull the cart!
Plow!
"A being like the Ancient Void Dragon is only fit to be a beast pulling a cart here?"
Xiao Yan gave a wry smile.
He felt that the worldview he had built up over the past ten years had been completely shattered at this moment.
Not only Xiao Yan, but everyone on the Dou Qi Continent outside the light screen was also speechless at this moment, not even a gasp could be heard.
The atmosphere on the sword-wielding bridge was somewhat somber.
Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at Li Changsheng walking ahead.
He took a deep breath to calm the turmoil in his heart, then clasped his hands in a fist and spoke in an extremely respectful tone:
"senior."
"This junior comes from the lower realm and has limited knowledge."
"I wonder how the cultivation realms are divided in this world?"
Xiao Yan is a person who is inherently unwilling to admit defeat.
Now that he's here, he needs to figure out exactly how many levels he's missing from those true powerhouses.
Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng, who was walking ahead, also paused slightly.
He turned around and glanced at the boy, who was covered in mud and carrying a black ruler.
Logically speaking, someone of his rank in the top order would not deign to answer the question of an ordinary person.
But since the other party was someone personally summoned by the Immortal Lord, Li Changsheng did not hide anything.
(End of chapter)