On the river of time, a figure in black appeared out of thin air, standing calmly, unmoved by the passage of time and the relentless flow of years, nor by the waves of time.
This person was none other than Fang Xiu.
"How do I gain the approval of the Kunlun Mirror?" Fang Xiu muttered to himself. He had been sent into the Kunlun Mirror by the Kunlun Maggots and ended up here, completely clueless.
The river of time remained unchanged, though there were occasional ripples, they had little impact on him. With his current strength, he could stand on the river of time like a god, unaffected by the power of time.
Just as he was muttering to himself, whoosh!
Suddenly, a raging storm arose on the calm river of time, the water swirling wildly and eventually forming a bottomless whirlpool not far away.
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly. This was the Kunlun Mirror's test for me.
He carefully examined the time vortex, activated his own True Self Law to connect with it, and attempted to sense what lay behind the vortex.
The result of his perception made him frown slightly: the ancient era! The time fluctuations emanating from behind the vortex clearly indicated the ancient era.
Is the test of the Kunlun Mirror to allow one to travel through time and back to ancient times?
What would he do if he went back to ancient times? He had no idea.
Without hesitation, he leaped into the vortex, his figure swept away by the waves of time, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
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Heavenly Court.
The celestial palaces and buildings stand in rows, shrouded in ethereal mist. The magnificent palaces and pavilions are resplendent in gold and jade, as if they were made of crystal and adorned with precious jade. Golden rays roll in like red clouds, and auspicious clouds spray purple mist. Among them, cranes fly and streaks of brilliant celestial light occasionally streak across the clouds.
It was truly a scene of immortals.
A figure in black suddenly appeared here, without making a sound.
It was Fang Xiu who was sent by the Kunlun Mirror.
Fang Xiu surveyed the surrounding scenery, his eyes flickering slightly. The magnificent, otherworldly architecture, the clouds instead of the earth beneath his feet, the ethereal immortal aura filling the air, and the terrifying aura hidden within the various celestial palaces—he had already guessed where he was now—the Ancient Heavenly Court!
Those terrifying, incomprehensibly powerful pressures filled the entire world; even true gods like Yama were not worthy of carrying their shoes in the face of these auras.
In ancient times, the only place that could gather so many powerful beings was the Heavenly Court in the celestial realm.
"It seems that the current time is before the other side invaded."
Looking at the peaceful and serene Heavenly Court before me, it didn't seem like it had been invaded by something eerie.
This made Fang Xiu slightly puzzled. What exactly was the purpose of the Kunlun Mirror? Before it invaded the other side, was it to let him see how powerful the ancient immortals and gods were, so that he could face reality and not have unrealistic fantasies? For example, to make the Kunlun Mirror recognize him as its master.
He believed that the Kunlun Mirror wouldn't be so bored as to teleport him to this point in time for a day trip to the ancient Heavenly Court. Although the Kunlun Mirror could help people travel through time and space, it was only temporary. Its power was insufficient to allow someone who did not belong to this time and space to stay permanently. Moreover, the longer the person stayed, the greater the consumption of the Kunlun Mirror. Therefore, this point in time must be very important.
Perhaps the test of the Kunlun Mirror lies within this.
After a moment's thought, Fang Xiu took a step forward, intending to look around. Sitting and waiting for death was not in his nature; he was better at taking the initiative.
As they moved, wisps of celestial energy drifting through the heavens were carried by the air currents and rushed towards them.
He gazed at the ethereal mist drifting before him like white clouds, and for some reason, a vague sense of familiarity stirred within him. Could it be...?
With a gentle inhale, a wisp of ethereal energy was drawn into his nasal cavity, refreshing and invigorating.
But Fang Xiu frowned, a look of realization flashing in his eyes: "As expected, this is the gray mist from before!"
Now he finally knew where the gray mist on the other side came from—it was the celestial energy contained in the heavens in ancient times!
After the immortal energy was polluted, it transformed into the gray mist of the other shore.
To confirm, he took a deep breath, and the immortal energy within a radius of several miles was instantly inhaled into his lungs.
"Cough cough..."
He coughed twice, exhaled his immortal energy, and basically confirmed his thoughts.
However, you should inhale less of the ethereal aura; you still need to inhale the gray fog or other things that cause coughing.
Fang Xiu is like a 20-year-old smoker. If you ask him to go to a primeval forest to breathe fresh air, he'd be better off going to an internet cafe to inhale some secondhand smoke.
Just then, thud!
Amidst the magnificent palaces and towers, a celestial bell sound, as clear as flowing spring water, suddenly rang out, its sound waves spreading outwards like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.
The voice was incredibly beautiful, as if it contained a calming power that captivated people's hearts.
The sound reached Fang Xiu, who frowned and felt disgusted. The sound of the immortal bell was more than a hundred times stronger than the spiritual incense he had used before.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the sound of this celestial bell were brought to the Xia Kingdom and struck once a day, there would be no more people in the Xia Kingdom with uncontrolled spirituality, and there would not even be any crimes. Of course, the birth rate would also drop rapidly.
The sound of the celestial bell was like a signal; as soon as it rang, streaks of dazzling celestial light streaked across the sky in the far distance.
As the celestial light drew closer, Fang Xiu finally saw what it was.
They were none other than immortals and gods, some arriving in celestial sedan chairs and boats, others riding clouds and cranes, shuttling between jade palaces, celestial mountains and spiritual seas, chatting and laughing, truly carefree and at ease.
As the immortals and gods approached, Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly. Was this the foundation of the ancient Heavenly Court?
Powerful! Incomparably powerful!
There were at least a hundred immortals and gods arriving from all directions, and what was most terrifying was that the aura of each of them was stronger than that of Yama.
Yama is the current ruler of the Heavenly Court and the most powerful being in the Nine Provinces. It is not surprising that there were beings stronger than him in the ancient Heavenly Court. What is truly surprising is that Fang Xiu has not yet seen a being weaker than Yama, which is quite alarming.
The power of the ancient Heavenly Court was simply beyond imagination.
It gave Fang Xiu the illusion that anyone randomly picked from here could crush Yama, the King of Hell.
If Yama were placed in the ancient Heavenly Court, wouldn't he just be a lowly soldier?
This reminded him of a joke from his past life: you painstakingly cultivated for three thousand years, finally ascended to become one of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers besieging Sun Wukong, and then got killed with a single blow.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea. The ancient Heavenly Court might be very powerful, but it wouldn't be that all the heavenly soldiers and generals were at the level of Yama. He had once heard Kunlun Maggot talk about the ancient Heavenly Court.
The celestial soldiers and generals are mostly at the sixth rank, which is the weakest level in the celestial realm. They have only just condensed their immortal bodies and are qualified to set foot in the Heavenly Court.
(To be continued tomorrow)
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