Chapter 895: The Mysterious Immortal Mountain…
A fairy mountain that suddenly appeared.
There was also an aura of law completely different from that of the planet 눓.
Such an extraordinary event had never occurred in the hundreds of previous reincarnations.
Laozi narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the immortal mountain, then a hint of joy flashed in his eyes:
"Could this be the variable that my lord has been searching for all along?"
The majestic immortal mountain stood tall, shrouded in mist and clouds. One could vaguely see its verdant peaks, with lush spiritual trees and herbs, all exuding vitality, a stark contrast to the lifeless atmosphere of the planet.
Birds and beasts roamed the mountains, and the forms of those creatures and monsters were similar to those of the monsters on the planet 눓: a three-tailed red fox leaped through the forest, a roc with metallic wings soared through the sky, and a strange beast covered in scales and with a single horn on its head drank water by the stream.
These creatures are not illusions.
When they look at the world beyond the fairy mountain, the curiosity and fear in their eyes are genuine.
Laozi clearly saw a spirit beast resembling a Qilin but with wings, which was alertly perking up its ears and growling in his direction with a low growl, its roar mixed with doubt and warning.
On the mountainside, the outline of ancient ruins can be faintly seen.
Although the pavilions and terraces are now dilapidated, their former glory can still be glimpsed.
The architectural style was very similar to that of the immortal cultivation civilization of the planet 눓, and the runes carved on the pillars shimmered with a faint golden light, as if telling a story of mystery from another world.
"Whether it's true or false, this old Taoist will find out after investigating!"
Lao Tzu muttered to himself, a thought stirring in his mind.
놛 pointed a finger, and the ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma image behind him raised its palm.
The colossal hand, carrying the power to tear through the void, slowly pressed down towards the immortal mountain.
Boom—!
Wherever the palm strike passed, space crumbled inch by inch, revealing pitch-black void rifts.
However, just as the giant hand was about to touch the edge of the Immortal Mountain—
An invisible barrier suddenly appeared, with countless pale golden runes flowing across its surface.
Two of the runes suddenly coalesced before the palm strike landed.
then--
bass!
A pale golden sword aura erupted from the rune, instantly striking the palm of Laozi's Dharma Image.
Click!
The Dharma image's palm looked as if it had been sliced by the sharpest blade in the world; its five fingers were severed at the root, turning into specks of golden light and dissipating into the air. The broken edge was as smooth as a mirror, leaving not even a trace of resistance.
The immortals exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this.
Laozi is a saint-level being who has long been immersed in the myriad paths of dharma, yet he has sword energy that can sever the dharma form of dharma.
What is the origin of this sacred mountain?
Even Laozi's pupils constricted slightly, yet he still believed in superstition.
With his hands forming a mudra, he drew upon the Daoist principles of Heaven, and a massive millstone instantly materialized in the void—receiving the light of Heaven and connecting with the principles of Heaven, with Yin and Yang energies flowing within it, emitting a deep, thunderous roar.
This "Heavenly Millstone" was created by 놛 after comprehending the laws of reincarnation, and it was also a killing move to eliminate Chen Huai'an.
boom--!
The millstone slowly pressed down, and wherever it passed, the rules collapsed, and all things returned to nothingness.
However, the sacred mountain remains majestic and unmoving.
The pale golden barrier didn't even ripple. The Heavenly Millstone melted silently the moment it touched the barrier, like ice and snow meeting the sun, and even the Daoist essence contained within it was completely swallowed up.
"this……"
"How could this be!"
The immortals of Lingxiao were dumbfounded.
An unknown fear spread among the crowd.
Although Laozi appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already churning with turmoil.
He turned to look at the Jade Emperor, who had been observing the situation quietly: "Jade Emperor, this mountain is strange. Please help this old Taoist to try it out."
The Jade Emperor nodded slightly and raised his hand to reach towards the horizon.
In an instant, the entire sky above Planet 눓 darkened for a moment—the great sun's true fire, hanging high in the sky, was actually torn apart by 놛, leaving a wisp of its essence. The flame condensed, compressed, and shaped in 놛's palm, finally transforming into a blazing spear that pierced the heavens, its tip burning with an intense white flame capable of incinerating stars.
"go."
The spear pierced the air and crashed into the immortal mountain along with the newly formed celestial millstone.
This time, the two immense forces that had severely damaged one of the worlds erupted, their light illuminating the entire planet.
However--
The sacred mountain remains unchanged.
The barrier remains.
Even the spirit beasts in the mountains seemed to have gotten used to the commotion; they merely glanced up and then continued to perform their duties.
Laozi and the Jade Emperor exchanged a glance, both seeing solemnity in each other's eyes.
The two dared not make any further moves, but simply hovered in the void, observing quietly.
Just then, the fairy mountain suddenly changed.
More pale golden ancient runes emerged from all parts of the mountain. They were not static, but moved and combined like living things, eventually weaving into a huge barrier covering the entire immortal mountain.
Laozi sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, his divine sense reaching out like silk threads, attempting to entwine with one of the relatively simple runes. The power of the Heavenly Dao slowly refined and deciphered it. Time passed second by second, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Dao's forehead—something almost unimaginable for a being like Dao.
Three days and three nights later, Laozi finally opened his eyes, a hint of understanding and surprise flashing in them.
“This mountain… is a singularity of spatial folding,” her voice trembled slightly, revealing whether it was fear or excitement, “It connects to another completely different world. Even more strangely, this barrier is sentient—it has restrictions, and immortals and those of higher realms can all enter!”
He stood up and looked at the Jade Emperor: "This old Daoist will personally go to the endless void to report this matter to my lord."
This sacred mountain may be easily conquered, but within it... perhaps lies the great opportunity my lord has already sought.
After speaking, Laozi's figure gradually faded away, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating into the void.
The Jade Emperor stood alone in the sky, looking down upon the planet 눓, which was ravaged by natural disasters.
Originally indifferent to the suffering of all living beings, at this moment, these billions of beings suddenly became useful.
Since it's useful, then let's live it.
He slowly raised his hand, making a grasping motion in mid-air.
Buzz—!
The heavens trembled, and the chaotic rules of the stars, pierced by the celestial millstone, were forcibly restored to order.
The eye of the storm that had raged over the East China Sea for a century suddenly subsided, and the towering waves turned into gentle ripples; the ice fields of the north stopped melting, and the previously high temperatures immediately returned to normal; the volcanoes in the south stopped erupting; and in the Central Plains, the cracked fields were nourished by sweet rain, and the withered crops turned green and sprouted ears at a visible speed.
The original apocalypse ended abruptly, as if the pause button had been pressed.
The Jade Emperor's voice, booming like a bell, resounded throughout every corner of the planet, reaching the ears of every immortal being: "The Immortal Mountain has descended to earth, containing untold opportunities. All cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage may venture forth to explore it. Kunlun Immortal Palace will lead the way, and all immortal sects must dispatch their elite disciples to the mountain to uncover its mysteries."
놛's gaze pierced through the clouds, landing on a blessed grotto filled with spiritual energy.
"Master Hua Jin, I hereby command you to lead all the cultivators of Kunlun Immortal Palace to explore the secrets of Immortal Mountain within three months. This is the mandate of Heaven, and you may not disobey."
As the sound faded, the figure of the Jade Emperor also disappeared.
With the Jade Emperor gone, the immortals of Lingxiao naturally followed suit and returned to the Nine Heavens.
With a buzzing sound, the Heavenly Gate closed, and the entire sky became a clear, blue expanse.
Only that mysterious immortal mountain remained, silently suspended, its pale golden barrier swirling around it, as if quietly waiting for something...
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