Shen Yuan looked stunned.

The first time he heard the title of Dengxian Daozi was on the huge stone tablet in Luoyun Cave.

The previous leader of the Luoyun Sect attempted to lead the entire sect to ascend to the upper realm as an earthly immortal, but he was affected by the Juetianditong and encountered heavenly punishment, and eventually the entire sect died.

In the words he left before his death, he mentioned Dengxian Daozi.

According to the previous leader of the Luoyun Sect, Dengxian Daozi is a peerless genius deduced by the founder of the Luoyun Sect through divination with great effort, who can save the Luoyun Sect from danger.

However, until the Human Emperor severed the connection between heaven and earth, there was no longer any way to ascend to heaven in the world. The previous Luoyun Sect Master still failed to wait for the legendary Taoist priest to ascend to heaven. Instead, he was punished by heaven for forcibly leading his disciples to ascend.

As for the immortal Taoist mentioned in the prophecy, Shen Yuan also suspected whether it was possible that he was the one.

After all, the fact that he was ten thousand years late in traveling through time was quite consistent with the disappearance of Dengxian Daozi.

Moreover, the artificial intelligence system's novice guidance tasks are also directly aimed at Luoyun Sect. It is not impossible for them to practice and develop in Luoyun Sect and become a Daoist son by relying on the various conveniences provided by the system.

But the question now is, how did Yunmeng Dragon Lord know about Dengxian Daozi?

Shen Yuan was full of doubts.

He had never traveled back in time ten thousand years, which meant that no immortal Taoist had appeared in the Luoyun Sect.

Even if he really was the immortal as predicted, he had no relationship with the Dragon King in front of him.

"Why do you make me act like I know him so well?"

Shen Yuan's heart was in a mess. Just as he was about to ask carefully, he saw Yunmeng Dragon Lord revealing an unfathomable smile.

"Although I have never met you, I have heard of your deeds."

"Sir, you have returned from thousands of years ago. The mountains and rivers have changed and the years are gone. Sir, you must miss the scenery of this world very much.

Why don't you follow me and take a tour in this Dragon Palace?"

As he spoke, Yunmeng Dragon King extended his hand to Yiyin in an invitation.

Although he was full of doubts, Shen Yuan had no room to refuse since Yunmeng Longjun, the lord of the water system, had invited him.

Under the guidance of Yunmeng Dragon Lord, the two slowly walked out of this magnificent palace.

Shortly after the two left, there was a distortion in the void, and a small black ball of fur fell directly into the empty palace.

Snow White struggled to get up from the ground, covering her head with her white gloves and little paws, her big heterochromatic eyes filled with tears.

Before she could recover, after her eyes swept across the empty palace in front of her, Bai Xue's hair stood on end and a look of fear and anxiety appeared on her little face.

"Me?"

The kitten's tender cry echoed in the empty hall.

Outside the palace, Yunmeng Dragon King, who was walking on the outermost corridor of the Dragon Palace with Shen Yuan, suddenly paused and glanced in the direction of the Dragon Palace hall thoughtfully.

However, this action only lasted for a brief moment, and even Shen Yuan did not notice it.

At this moment, Shen Yuan's whole body and mind were attracted by the scenes outside.

Where they stood was at the edge of the giant turtle's back, and a long circular suspended corridor surrounded the entire Dragon Palace.

The giant turtle carrying the Dragon Palace was like a moving mountain, swimming slowly in the wide river. Countless fish followed behind the turtle, leaping high against the waves, trying to rush onto the turtle's back and jump into the Dragon Palace.

Around the giant turtle, hundreds of feet tall raging gods followed with magic treasures in their hands, riding the surging waves. On the waves they rode, tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals were waiting in formation. In the sky, the twelve water gods each showed their magical true forms, and the incense and fire divine domain unfolded into a pure land of water in the void, where countless incense and fire luck gathered from the earth.

It was recorded in ancient books that when the Dragon King went out for patrols, he was accompanied by gods to suppress the evil spirits in the waters.

Shen Yuan originally thought that the relevant records in the books were already extremely grand and luxurious, but when he witnessed the scene of the Yunmeng Dragon King's patrol with his own eyes, Shen Yuan realized that the Dragon King in the ancient books was probably just a small dragon king in charge of a tributary river.

Yunmeng Dragon King is a powerful existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Four Rivers Dragon Kings. The scene of his parade has exceeded the knowledge in ancient books. Even after ten thousand years, one can still feel the power of Yunmeng Dragon King.

When Shen Yuan looked across the cruising river to the land on both sides, the whole scene changed again.

There are a large number of villages on both sides of the river, and everywhere you look you can see human gatherings.

The layout of these villages is well organized and is in no way inferior to that of modern society. Shen Yuan can even see many buildings similar to electric lights, but in this era they are definitely driven by spiritual energy, magic and other conditions.

Perhaps because of the impact of the Dragon King’s previous anger, the oppression brought by the terrifying waves caused most of the people who had gathered on both sides of the shore to watch the Dragon King’s patrol to disperse, but there were still many fishermen and believers of the Dragon King watching and praying on the shore.

Not far away, there were huge ships docked in the sky. The smallest of them was just a flying vehicle that could carry a dozen people, while the largest was almost as big as a small city.

There are a large number of spell inscriptions engraved on the ship, which enables it to make tens of millions of tons of weight soar into the air. There are a large number of practitioners on it who control the formation back and forth to operate it.

There are several powerful auras on each ship monitoring the Dragon Palace. The Dragon King's anger before has already aroused their vigilance, and it seems that they may take action at any time if there is any unusual movement.

With just one glance, Shen Yuan caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the heyday of cultivation ten thousand years ago.

Be it the ordinary civilians at the bottom of society or the practitioners at the top, they all showed Shen Yuan the prosperous era where humans and gods coexist.

Suddenly, at the top of the slowly moving Dragon Palace, the huge gem that looked like a full moon reflected a colorful light.

The light flashed and quickly locked onto a dense forest near the shore.

A raging general who was riding the waves opened his eyes, and a barrier appeared outside the dense forest in an instant.

There seemed to be dark red wronged souls lingering within the barrier, and the surging karma was trapped inside without leaking out at all, but even so, it was still captured by General Nutao's Dharma eyes.

"How dare a mere demonic monster set foot in my great lake waters?"

"All the generals, listen to my orders, and kill the demons!"

"yes!"

A huge wave swept up, and General Nutao led tens of thousands of his soldiers and generals to rush towards the dense forest.

A moment later, the huge barrier shattered, and a large number of monsters with strange bodies were killed by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

An old man in a dark red robe with a sinister look rose into the air, his breath tightening and his voice hoarse.

"I am a great master of spiritual cultivation and have lived here for decades. I just killed a few ants and you are besieging me? You Daze Water Tribe should not go too far!"

General Nutao looked dignified and unmoved. He held the trident high in his hand, and the power of the river poured down in an instant.

"Death to the evil spirits!"

It seemed as if a river was flowing backwards in the sky, and the endless power of the river instantly crushed this great spiritual cultivator.