[Swordsmanship + Easygoing Daily Life + Raising Kids + Strategy + Dynastic Struggle + Single Female Lead + Hot-blooded] This book is also known as: [Weak Introduction, Click Main Text for Content] ...
Volume 2, Chapter 430: The Day of Ascension.
"We have traveled a long way, and now we stop here. Let's go." He took a step forward and rose into the air. His scholar's robe fluttered in the wind as he headed towards the green fields and the sky.
This farewell was also eternal. After bidding farewell to his old friend, he returned to Taxian Pavilion.
There was not much time left before the day of ascension, and people who wanted to observe the event began to arrive in the city one after another.
The fact that Wansheng ascended to heaven is now known to all humans and demons in the four regions, and they are discussing it a lot.
For most people, this is a prosperous era and a blessing. Anyone who practices cultivation wants to become an immortal.
Things like reaching the sky in one step and becoming a fairyland are something that people envy and yearn for.
However, few people in the world know how difficult it is to ascend to heaven. The saints in the lower world have to face triple heavenly thunder, which is fatal. Looking through history books, we can see that tens of thousands of years ago, when the road to heaven was not blocked, a saint in the lower world wanted to transcend the calamity and become an immortal. Among them, ten saints were selected. Six died in the thunder tribulation, three survived by chance but became disabled, and only one person could become an immortal.
Choose one of the ten, and only a saint knows the dangers and challenges involved.
But even so, it still cannot stop people's determination to become immortals.
Cultivation is fighting against the heaven, the earth, and all things, between life and death, in order to pursue the Tao in one's heart and to obtain supreme power.
For hundreds of thousands of years, successive generations of saints have come forward, and even if they turned into a handful of yellow earth under the thunder, they remained fearless.
This time, the saints were inevitably nervous about the All Saints' Ascension to Heaven. It could even be said that as the time approached, they began to toss and turn in bed.
They are all worried about whether they will fall into the heavenly calamity.
This is human nature. For them, their understanding of thunder tribulations is limited to papers and history books.
No one has seen it in tens of thousands of years, and no one has become an immortal, so people are full of awe and worry about the unknown.
However, Ye Tingmu was not very worried about this. Since he dared to take them to heaven, he would not let the thunder tribulation stop them.
Everything will go according to his plan...
At this moment, three days above, on the edge of the Boundary Sea, a figure suddenly walked out of the Boundary Sea.
His hair was disheveled and his face was covered with scars, making him look extremely miserable.
When one of his feet stepped onto the land, he laughed out loud towards the sky.
"Hahaha, this Immortal Lord is finally back. Wait for it, Zang, Ye Tingmu, you will all become my prisoners, hahaha!"
This person was Ling Wanxiang, who had been missing for more than 900 years. He crossed the sea boundary and finally found the trace of the Sky Palace.
Although he did not see the people in it, nor did he see the temple, he received guidance from the gods in the black sea.
The immortality from the eternal land blessed him. He held a dry bone in his hand, his eyes full of coldness.
"With him, I, Ling Wanxiang, will be the supreme king for these three days."
And with his return, it also indicates that the retreating heaven will come back again, and after three days that seemed to have been peaceful for a long time, a bloody storm is destined to brew again.
But at this moment, no one knew anything, including Ye Tingmu, who was still waiting for the day of ascension.
Five days later, the day of ascension arrived as promised.
The spring breeze is very gentle. The moment the sun breaks through the darkness, the sky is cloudless, it is a rare good weather.
In the land of rivers and lakes, above the water, clouds and mountains, flags cover the sun, and the paths, attics, trees and stone walls are filled with people. They will be here today to witness the ascension of All Saints.
They want to be here to witness that the road to heaven has been reopened.
The wild beasts in the mountains and the birds in the green fields all return to the forest to worship the sky.
This day is destined to be extraordinary for the human world.
“Let’s get started!”
"yes!"
Ye Nian rushed into the sky, soaring in the sky, and with a wave of his sleeves, his clear voice was like a huge bell, echoing throughout the sky.
"Please invite Wansheng to enter and prepare to attract the thunder."
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Three bell sounds drifted across the sky.
Countless long rainbows shot up from the Stepping Immortal Pavilion, densely packed, blocking out the sunlight, covering the sky, and heading towards the huge open space outside the Shuiyun Gorge.
"1125 saints of the Ye clan will follow our king to heaven today."
"Saint of the Dongfang clan, follow my king to heaven..."
"All the saints of the Chao clan will follow our king to heaven..."
From time to time, deep voices rang out from the sky and fell into the ears of the world.
Millions of people in the mountains and swamps looked at this scene with their blood boiling and angry expressions.
The sight of all the saints flying in the sky was so spectacular that everyone in Tianze cheered.
"Amazing! The King of the East Sea has unparalleled charisma."
"Today I have seen the beauty of All Saints, my life is not in vain..."
"This is just the beginning. The best is yet to come. Just wait for the thunder to strike."
"A thunder tribulation involving tens of thousands of people, just thinking about it is so exciting..."
Thousands of saints landed neatly on the ground, sat cross-legged, and looked up at the sky.
Ye Nian also came to the front of the crowd. On the flat plain, a saint could be seen every hundred meters.
Jinghong, along with Wanjin and others, also slowly came from the main peak and landed at the front of the crowd.
The spiritual energy around each of them began to circulate, and the aura emitted by All Saints connected together. The terrifying pressure spread out to the surrounding areas like waves.
Ripples appeared in the air.
They did not move, but looked at the sky solemnly, as if waiting for something.
Time is passing by minute by minute, and everyone is holding their breath at this moment, waiting quietly, waiting for the moment of ascension to begin, and then capturing everything in their eyes and never forgetting it.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but under the gaze of everyone, a long sword suddenly appeared in the vast green sky, and then turned into a dragon in a flash. The dragon was golden in color, but had no physical form, more like a phantom.
It surged in the sea of clouds, and then roared like a dragon, the sound resounding through the clear sky, echoing between heaven and earth. Looking at the monstrous dragon, everyone widened their eyes at the same time, their throats wriggling wildly.
They knew it was a dragon, but they had never seen a dragon that big.
"It's about to begin." Jinghong murmured softly.
This dragon was the sword that his sister Guanqi had slashed out. It was its existence that prevented the immortals in the world from descending to the mortal world, and it was also it that blocked the path to becoming an immortal in the mortal world.
This process takes a thousand years.
The golden dragon stared at the sea of people under the sky with a fierce look, its eyes gleaming with golden light.
It is a dragon soul and also a sword soul. Following the master's order, it has severed the two worlds for a thousand years, and today is the deadline.
It suddenly looked up at the sky, then roared again, and then rushed towards the sky in an instant.
"Boom!"
The golden dragon seemed to have hit something, and the entire sky began to shake violently. Then the golden dragon suddenly dissipated and disappeared without a trace.
And at the place of impact, countless cracks appeared on the sky.