Lin Qiye and the other two entered the venue and walked up the stairs step by step.

"Among the many gatherings of immortals, the Peach Festival has the most rules." As they walked, Jade Ding Zhenren said to Lin Qiye, "All guests participating in the event must take seats according to their seniority and status. The entire venue is divided into three areas: upper immortals, middle immortals, and lower immortals, and the corresponding peaches are also different.

The peaches in Yao Chi are divided into three grades: ripening once every three thousand years, once every six thousand years, and once every nine thousand years.

The people of Xiaxian District eat small peaches that ripen once every three thousand years. Eating them can strengthen the body and prolong life.

In the Zhongxian District, eating ordinary peaches that ripen once every 6,000 years can greatly improve one's cultivation and lead to enlightenment.

The giant peaches eaten in the Upper Immortal Area ripen once every nine thousand years. Eating them can make people immortal and live as long as the sun and the moon... However, only a few people such as the Queen Mother, the Jade Emperor, and the Three Pure Ones can eat them."

When Lin Qiye heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "Which section should we sit in then?"

"I am a disciple of Tianzun. In terms of seniority and cultivation, I should sit in the middle immortal area. The same is true for Ziwei Xingjun. As for you..." Jade Ding Zhenren paused, but still spoke truthfully.

"In terms of seniority, you are Sun Wukong's disciple, and your cultivation is still low, so you can only sit in the lower fairyland... and at the end of the lower fairyland. Even if you eat peaches, they are the youngest peaches."

An expression of "as expected" appeared on Lin Qiye's face.

Even Jade Ding Zhenren and the other twelve golden immortals could only sit in the middle immortal area. As Sun Wukong's disciple, he should indeed sit in the lower immortal area in terms of seniority... If Sun Wukong had not achieved enlightenment and become the Fighting Buddha, he estimated that he would not even have the qualifications to sit at the Peach Festival.

"But don't worry, my disciple is also in the Lower Immortal Region. I have already sent him a message. He has some friendship with your master and will take care of you."

After Jade Ding Zhenren finished speaking, he and Ziwei Xingjun walked towards the Central Immortal District.

Lin Qiye sighed, glanced across the venue, quickly found the location of the Lower Immortal District, and walked straight towards it.

Overall, the Lower Immortal Area had the largest area, accounting for nearly two-thirds of the seats at the Peach Festival. Most of the people sitting there were unfamiliar immortals whose names Lin Qiye could not remember.

The Peach Festival will begin soon, and at this moment, there are only a few seats left in the Lower Immortal Area.

Lin Qiye consciously locked onto the last few seats and walked straight towards them. At this moment, a voice came from the first seat in the Lower Immortal District as he passed by:

"Are you the Lin Qiye that Master mentioned?"

Lin Qiye paused.

This voice...seems familiar?

He turned around and saw a young man in a silver battle robe sitting behind the embossed stone table, holding a cup in his hand with an expressionless face.

Between his eyebrows, a vertical eye was tightly closed, and below it was a pair of thin eyebrows as sharp as swords. Those eyes glanced coldly at Lin Qiye, put down the cup in his hand, and patted the vacant second seat in the Lower Immortal District beside him.

He said calmly:

"No need to go anywhere else, come sit next to me... No one will dare to trouble you when I'm here."

The moment he saw his face clearly, Lin Qiye felt like he was struck by lightning, and his brain went blank!

…

Four figures walked out one after another from the unguarded ancient gate.

Singh stood on the ground and looked around. He saw the continuous suspended mountains and the magical herbs and birds everywhere. A hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Such a strong aura of divine power... This is Daxia's Kunlun Xu, there is no doubt about it."

"The environment here is indeed very different from that outside. It should also be an independent little world." Si Xiaonan nodded slightly.

"Daxia mythology is the only pantheon in the world that has two kingdoms of gods. In addition to the kingdom of heaven, which can travel freely in the world, the gods of Daxia also have a hidden kingdom of gods hidden in the heart of Daxia... that is, Kunlun Xu." Singh said faintly.

“Not many people in the world know about the existence of Kunlun Xu, and its location is top secret.

If it weren't for the Lord of the Temple of Heaven, the Queen of Asgard, and the God of Prophecy of Olympus joining forces to forcibly break through the blockade of the Heavenly Lord and tear open a corner of the Great Summer's opportunity, I'm afraid we would never have discovered the location of Kunlun Xu."

"But now that we have entered Kunlun Xu, it will be easy to find out the details of the gods of Daxia."

Singh's eyes flickered, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and looked around in confusion, "But... shouldn't the Gaia agent have come in earlier than us? Why didn't we see him?"

"Maybe he left first." Si Xiaonan replied, "And there doesn't seem to be any sign of the Great Xia God here... Could it be that they are not here?"

Singh shook his head.

"After destroying Takamagahara, if the gods of Daxia are seriously injured, they will definitely choose to hide in Kunlunxu to recuperate. If the casualties are not serious, they will also secretly accumulate strength in Kunlunxu and prepare to fight against our four great divine kingdoms...

If it is the latter, then we, the kingdom of gods, can only adopt a conservative strategy and attack Daxia step by step. But if it is the former... we can send a message back to the kingdom of gods and take the opportunity to launch a blitzkrieg and capture the severely injured Daxia gods in one fell swoop."

"Those Great Xia gods must be hiding somewhere in Kunlun Xu. As long as we can find them, we can influence the outcome of this battle!" Singh opened his arms with a smile on his face. "Now, the most critical turning point in this war of gods lies with us."

When An Qingyu heard this, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at Si Xiaonan, who shook his head slightly at him, then quietly stretched out his finger and pointed at Leng Xuan's right hand.

Leng Xuan pulled up his sleeves tacitly, revealing the strange ear growing on the back of his hand.

A hint of grayness flashed in An Qingyu's eyes. After analyzing for a moment, his expression became solemn.

"There seems to be a sound on the highest mountain." Singh raised his head and looked at the Yaochi above, "Let's go over and take a look."

His figure flashed, and he turned into a black light, rushing rapidly upwards with the three people.

Amid the howling wind, Si Xiaonan lifted the hair by her ear and turned to look at An Qingyu beside her.

"Xiao An." She gave An Qingyu a look, signaling him to pay attention to her palm, and then touched her nose with her hand, "Look, the sky here is red."

An Qingyu was stunned, looked up at the blue sky above his head, and frowned slightly.

Then, Si Xiaonan put down his palm and said solemnly, "But, the sky should be blue."

An Qingyu was stunned for half a second, but soon understood Si Xiaonan's secret code. He smiled, stretched out his hand, and touched his nose:

"Yeah, the sky here is red...it's really weird."