Beyond the Cangxuan Realm lies endless chaos and nothingness.
Twelve figures floated in the void, surrounded by an aura far exceeding that of the Dao Inquiry Realm, and each breath caused the chaotic energy to surge.
They were dressed in uniform purple-gold dragon-patterned robes, their faces arrogant, their eyes sweeping over the world in front of them, which was enveloped by a pale blue boundary wall—the Cangxuan Realm where Lin Zhou was, as if they were looking at a toy in the palm of their hand.
"The boundary of this small world is more solid than last time."
The purple-robed elder at the head spoke, his voice carrying a metallic quality. His fingertips swept across the void, and an invisible force struck the boundary wall, creating ripples.
"However, it is ultimately a small world with shallow foundations."
“The elder is right.”
A middle-aged powerhouse beside him echoed, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes, "The Heavenly Road was shattered last time, it was just a fluke."
The strongest cultivators in these small worlds are only at the Dao Inquiry Realm, not even close to the threshold of the Dao Proof Realm. How could they possibly stop us?
The "Heavenly Road" they spoke of was the passage connecting the Upper Realm and the Cangxuan Realm.
In that great battle a thousand years ago, the cultivators of the Cangxuan Realm fought desperately to shatter the Heavenly Road in order to barely stop the plundering from the Upper Realm.
But to these powerful beings from the upper realms, it was nothing more than "the stubborn resistance of a small world," not worth mentioning.
"Stop talking nonsense." Another burly powerhouse waved his hand impatiently. "Open up the passage as soon as possible. The juniors in the sect are waiting to be trained. This small world full of 'resources' is perfect for them to practice and see who can kill a thousand heads first and get the 'Blood Slaughter Order'."
In their eyes, the Cangxuan Realm was a secret realm that kept cultivators at home.
After the arrival of the young disciples, indiscriminate slaughter and plunder of resources are all "part of the training";
These elders only need to sit in the rear, ensure the passage is secure, and occasionally clean up a few "disobedient bugs".
"Are all the materials ready?" the elder in the lead asked.
"All gathered." A powerful figure in blue stepped forward, holding a crystal pulsating with crimson light in his palm.
"'Boundary Essence', the last ingredient lost when the Heavenly Road was shattered, was finally found in another abandoned realm after three hundred years of searching."
The crystal was about the size of a fist, with countless blood-like threads flowing inside, emanating a rich spatial aura—it was the key to reopening the Heavenly Road, capable of forcibly tearing apart the boundary wall and stabilizing the passage.
"Very good." The old man nodded. "Set up the formation."
The twelve people quickly took their positions, forming a complex formation. The expert in blue robes threw the "Marrow of the Realm" towards the formation's core, while the others simultaneously activated their spiritual power, causing purple-gold light to surge from their bodies and flow into the formation's core.
In the chaotic void, the light grew ever brighter, and the purplish-gold spiritual energy intertwined to form a massive magic net.
The "Boundary Essence" at the center of the net throbbed violently, and a crimson light shot into the sky, tearing a gap in the boundary wall of the Cangxuan Realm.
The gap grew larger and larger, gradually transforming into a rotating vortex. Inside, light and shadow flowed, and the mountains and rivers of the Cangxuan Realm could be vaguely seen, yet it exuded a suction force that devoured everything—this was the "Heavenly Road" they spoke of.
"It's done." A hint of satisfaction flashed in the old man's eyes. "The passage can be maintained for three months, which is enough for the younger generation of the sect to come in and 'train'."
“Let’s go.” The middle-aged powerhouse took the lead. “Let’s stabilize the core of the passage first, so that it won’t be destroyed by those little bugs again.”
Twelve figures stepped into the vortex one after another, enveloped in purple-gold spiritual energy, and disappeared into the depths of the Heavenly Road.
The vortex-like Heavenly Road continued to spin, emitting spatial fluctuations that struck the boundary walls of the Cangxuan Realm like drums, faintly transmitting into the realm.
Qingyun Sect, Bamboo Courtyard.
The water mirror floated in front of Lin Zhou, clearly reflecting everything outside the boundary—twelve powerful figures, the torn boundary wall, the rotating heavenly road, and their arrogant words.
Lin Zhou held his teacup, his fingertips lightly tapping the rim, his eyes calm and unwavering, as if watching a play that had nothing to do with him.
“Treating small worlds as training grounds and slaughtering people at will... the rules of the upper realm are still so disgusting.”
He scoffed lightly, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In the water mirror, the fluctuations of the Heavenly Road had already reached the Cangxuan Realm, and the cultivators on the Hidden Dao Mountain Plaza had clearly noticed them as well.
Qian Gan was gathering the patriarchs from all sides, his expression solemn as he looked up at the sky—the oppressive force emanating from beyond the realm caused all those at the Dao Inquiry Realm to tremble violently.
"Twelve people..." Lin Zhou estimated, "Their aura is at the Dao Proving Realm level. I wonder what level they are in that damn Upper Realm. They shouldn't be as weak as the Dao Inquiry Realm threshold in the Cangxuan Realm."
He put down his teacup and looked toward the Central Region Martial Arts Arena—Xiao Chen was practicing with his spear, the spear light like a dragon, faintly touching the barrier of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.
Jiang Li's sword intent became increasingly refined, and a faint spatial fluctuation surrounded her; Shi Tou, shirtless, punched the black iron repeatedly, his body emitting a metallic clang.
“Perfect.” Lin Zhou murmured to himself, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. “Hiding in this little world, they will never grow up.”
These 'teaching aids' from the upper realms have been delivered right to my door, saving me the trouble of finding opportunities to train them.
He raised his hand, and the image in the water mirror switched, once again showing the Dao Seeking Realm elders of Hidden Dao Mountain gathering their spiritual power.
Preparing for the impact of the opening of the Heavenly Road—the Rock Ancestor's black iron armor glowed red, and the righteous aura of the White-Robed Ancestor of the Three Saints Sect condensed into a shield.
The black mist of Ancestor Yan Su surged like a river... More than twenty cultivators at the Dao Inquiry Realm, plus countless Transcending Tribulation and Mahayana cultivators, their aura was not weak.
"More than twenty cultivators at the Dao Inquiry Realm are holding off twelve cultivators at the Dao Proof Realm... They should be able to hold out for a while, right?"
Lin Zhou stroked his chin, as if he was considering something. "It's okay if I can't hold on, I'll just take action again."
His true intentions were far more far-reaching than simply dealing with the immediate crisis—
"Once these brats can drive the people from the Upper Realm out, we'll shatter the barriers of the Cangxuan Realm."
Lin Zhou gazed at the sky outside the window, his eyes deep. "If they stay in the cradle all the time, they'll never amount to anything. When the time comes, let them go out and explore other realms, let them see how vast the real world is."
The Heavenly Road outside the boundary was still spinning, and the purple-gold light grew brighter and brighter. The twelve figures had already passed through the chaos and were about to touch the boundary wall of the Cangxuan Realm.
Within the realm, at Hidden Dao Mountain, Qian Gan drew the jade pendant from his waist, his voice resounding throughout the four regions: "All cultivators, listen to my command! The Heavenly Path is about to open; take your positions and prepare to meet the enemy!"
The sound of war drums faintly echoed between heaven and earth.
Lin Zhou, in the bamboo courtyard, lay back in his rocking chair, picked up the old notebook, and acted as if nothing had happened.
"Let's take a look first," he said softly. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on the pages of the book, warm and peaceful.
A decisive battle that will determine the fate of the Cangxuan Realm is about to begin at the end of the Heavenly Road.
Behind this great battle, an invisible hand has already guided it towards a more distant future.
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