"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Ancestral Immortal Palace?!"
From the crowd, a tall, imposing man shouted angrily.
His voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the entire square.
These people were all disciples and grand-disciples of Daoji.
They were diligently cultivating in the palace when suddenly, a strange sense of panic and unease welled up in everyone's hearts, as if some ominous event was about to befall them.
Just as everyone was puzzled by this, they simultaneously sensed Miaozhen's intrusion.
So they rang the Gathering Immortals Bell without hesitation and rushed out in a swarm.
At that moment, when they realized the newcomer was a complete stranger, they didn't hesitate to surround him...
Miao Zhen was surrounded by numerous immortals and gods, yet her expression remained calm. Her beautiful eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone present, as if she could see through everything.
With just one glance, he was able to discern the cultivation levels of everyone present.
Miao Zhen shook her head slightly, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Among them, not even a single Primordial Saint has appeared, so how could they possibly stop me?"
She had absolutely no interest in arguing with these people of little strength.
She gently shook the purple bamboo staff she was holding, and instantly, a chaotic divine light burst forth.
This divine light, like a surging torrent, spread rapidly and swiftly across the vast plaza.
Upon seeing this, the surrounding immortals and gods hurriedly used their respective methods to deal with the situation.
Some people hastily summoned their cherished magical treasures, attempting to resist the powerful divine light with their magic; others, on the other hand, exerted all their supernatural powers and spells in an attempt to turn the danger into safety.
However, all of this was in vain!
When that chaotic divine light swept over, all the magical treasures and supernatural powers were as fragile as paper.
The immortals and gods felt an irresistible giant wave suddenly crashing down on them, making them unsteady and unable to stand up any longer.
Immediately following, propelled by this powerful force, they were lifted high into the air by the divine light, like kites with broken strings.
In the blink of an eye, these immortals and gods had been thrown out of the celestial palace.
Then, like overcooked dumplings, they plummeted rapidly from the high clouds.
However, Miao Zhen harbored a sliver of pity and did not ruthlessly kill these beings who were like ants. She merely manipulated the divine light to send the immortals and gods out of the celestial palace's territory.
After all the immortals and gods had been cleaned up, Miaozhen took light steps and slowly walked towards the magnificent celestial palace.
Each step seemed to carry an invisible, subtle pressure, making people afraid to look directly at it.
The majestic and imposing palace gates were already open, as if welcoming her arrival.
Miaozhen arrived at the palace gate and stepped into the solemn palace without hesitation.
When Miaozhen entered the palace, she looked up and saw a magnificent and beautiful sight everywhere she looked.
Magnificent palaces and exquisite pavilions are scattered throughout the area, some tall and majestic, others small and delicate, each with its own unique characteristics.
The ground was covered with precious and rare Ganoderma lucidum herbs, which emitted a captivating fragrance that was refreshing and delightful.
At the same time, clusters of colorful auspicious light and auspicious energy drifted leisurely between the palaces like clouds and mist, sometimes gathering into a magnificent cloud, and sometimes dispersing into twinkling starlight.
However, faced with such a beautiful scene, Miaozhen seemed unmoved, as if nothing could stir any emotion within her.
She carried a bamboo staff that shimmered with purple light and strolled casually toward the main hall not far ahead.
Along the way, many boys dressed in blue noticed Miaozhen, this unfamiliar visitor, and rushed forward to try to stop her.
But Miaozhen simply waved her bamboo staff, and a faint beam of light shot out instantly, hitting the children accurately.
In the blink of an eye, the children were frozen in place, unable to move.
In this way, Miaozhen strolled leisurely through the obstacles and smoothly stepped onto the towering jade steps in front of the palace.
She walked straight toward the main hall without stopping.
Not long after, Miaozhen finally arrived inside the main hall.
Upon entering the main hall, what one sees is in stark contrast to the magnificent and splendid exterior.
The interior of the hall was arranged in an extremely simple manner, with no other decorations except for a few exquisitely carved jade pillars standing in it.
The only eye-catching feature was a towering cloud platform directly opposite the entrance, emitting a faint spiritual light that added a touch of Taoist spirituality to the entire hall.
Miao Zhen gracefully stepped onto the cloud platform and then elegantly sat down cross-legged.
She slightly raised the bamboo cane in her hand and gently waved it towards the direction of the palace entrance. The originally open palace door slowly and silently closed.
Immediately afterwards, Miaozhen threw the bamboo staff in her hand forward without hesitation.
With a "whoosh," the seemingly ordinary bamboo staff shot out of her hand like an arrow, and bent downwards at an astonishing speed, piercing straight into the center of the main hall!
After doing all this, Miaozhen slowly closed her beautiful eyes and at the same time rapidly unleashed her powerful divine sense.
In an instant, an invisible wave spread outwards from her center, as if establishing a mysterious connection with the entire world.
Just as Miaozhen was wholeheartedly comprehending the Heavenly Dao of this world, attempting to make all the creations of this realm her own, her peaceful days were soon shattered.
One day, a dull thud suddenly came from the tightly closed palace door, and then it was forcibly pushed open from the outside without any warning!
The next moment, a figure strode into the solemn hall with a powerful stride.
The newcomer was actually a deity dressed in magnificent imperial robes, exuding an aura of majesty that made people dare not look directly at him.
Behind this emperor-like deity, a group of equally imposing immortals and gods followed closely.
Each of them emanated powerful magical energy, clearly indicating that they were all top-tier experts in this universe.
Among these uninvited guests were not only the Lord of Heaven, but also the Lord of the Underworld who ruled the netherworld, and the King of the Four Seas who governed the four seas, among other powerful figures.
Moreover, everyone else was a peerless master with profound cultivation, like a Great Luo Dao Lord.
Of particular note was the emperor who was the first to rush into the hall; this man was none other than the supreme ruler of this universe—the Heavenly Emperor!
What's even more unexpected is that this all-powerful Heavenly Emperor was actually one of Daoji's disciples.
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