Chapter 342: Chapter 347: Gathering from all sides_1
Arriving halfway up the mountain, Qin Wudao casually picked a spot. Neither at the front nor the rear, the forces around him, all having witnessed Li Yuanba’s single hammer blow that killed an Emperor Realm Martial Artist, did not dare to provoke him.
Over the next few days, various individuals arrived, including those from world-renowned sacred lands!
The weaker sacred lands were led by Ancient Great Emperors, while the stronger ones were led by Ten-thousand-year Emperors.
Five days later, in the far-off sky, a luxurious carriage rushed forth, pulled by nine peak Quasi-emperor Realm beasts, and landed at a location closest to the peak of the mountain.
An Emperor Realm Martial Artist, who was driving the carriage, respectfully lifted the carriage curtain to reveal a middle-aged man in a purple robe, his aura concealed, standing aloof in the Void.
Following him were over thirty youthful prodigies. Among them was a man dressed in a golden, four-clawed flood-dragon robe who emanated an aura like a sharp blade, with cold, flickering light and a striking edge.
He was none other than the current top prodigy on the Immortal List—Dongfang Zhantian!
With his arrival, the atmosphere of Bull Head Mountain became eerie. In the eyes of many prodigies were flames of fighting intent and hints of murderous intention.
"Hmph! A bunch of ants!" Dongfang Zhantian seemed to sense this. Glancing around, he commented contemptuously.
Many of the prodigies turned red-faced in anger after hearing this, but they dared not rebuke him. The elders beside them warned them that the leader from the Ninefold Saint’s Court this time was a Prime Origin Great Emperor.
A single blow from him could annihilate everyone present!
"Amitabha!"
Not long after, a radiant Buddhist chant echoed back into the world. The Void split open, and a golden lotus appeared, crammed with figures.
The leading Buddha, his face weathered and his long white eyebrows flashing with golden light, projected a sense of profound wisdom and transcendence.
"The second strongest from Thunder Sound Temple, the Buddha of Enlightenment!"
Under the Buddha’s radiance, many powerful beings showed signs of admiration, especially those at the foot of the mountain without an Emperor Realm Martial Artist present. They all knelt on the ground and worshipped the Buddha.
Immediately following them, powerful figures from Saint Heaven Institute, Demon Saint Religion, Reincarnation Sect, Heretic God Sect, Big Dipper Stage, and Ten Thousand Demons Saint Court successively descended, making their grand entrances with extraordinary visions obscuring the sky.
The leaders of these powers were all Prime Origin Great Emperors!
"The order in which we enter the Primitive Supreme Secret Realm will be: the sacred lands of the Middle Region first, followed by the other four territories, then the common powers of the Middle Region, and lastly, the common powers of the four territories!" a Prime Origin Great Emperor from the Ninefold Saint’s Court declared loudly.
None of the powerful beings from various factions objected. After all, when visiting a secret realm in the Middle Region, they ought to show some respect to the powers of the Middle Region.
"Hehe, when do we from the Eternal Temple get to go in?"
At this moment, a sinister voice echoed in everyone’s ears, as a dark cloud flew in from a distance, accompanied by the clashing sounds of chains.
Everyone’s complexion changed slightly, and fear was evident in the eyes of many.
"Soul Emperor, you are not welcome here! Take your people from the Eternal Temple and leave!" the Dao-Seeking Elder from Saint Heaven Institute rebuked in a deep voice.
As he spoke, a gust of wind blew up within the vicinity of Bull Head Mountain, seemingly ready to blow the people of the Eternal Temple away.
"Dao-Seeking Elder, with such a fiery temper, how does one seek the Dao?" the Soul Emperor spoke softly. Despite the gale raging around him, he remained unmoved, his clothing untouched by the wind.
The Dao-Seeking Elder’s eyes narrowed in surprise, and he asked, "Have you broken through to the Supreme Emperor Realm?"
The expressions of the All-Demon Old Ancestor from the Demon Saint Temple, Wisdom Absolute Buddha from Thunder Sound Temple, the Demon Emperor from the Ten Thousand Demons Saint Court, and other powerful figures turned grave as they became vigilant.
"Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare to come here!"
The Soul Emperor smiled slightly. The hurricane manifested by the Dao-Seeking Elder collapsed in an instant. The Soul Emperor, accompanied by the people from the Eternal Temple, arrived atop the mountain, placing them before all the other powers present.
The imposing aura of a Supreme Emperor Realm erupted ferociously, making everyone present bear immense pressure, as if they were burdened with a God Mountain.
The Dao-Seeking Elder, the All-Demon Old Ancestor, the Buddha of Enlightenment, and others jointly unleashed a powerful aura, attempting to resist the pressure exerted by the Soul Emperor. However, they were still forced back continuously.
Many of the weaker Martial Artists collapsed to their knees, grimacing in acute pain.
Even Qin Wudao was not spared—his body started to tremble under the pressure, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The accompanying prodigies fared even worse; they fell flat on the ground, unable to move.
"Golden Winged True Intent, condense!" Li Yuanba muttered under his breath, and golden light exploded from his body. In the sky above their location, the wings of a Golden Winged Roc materialized, emanating terrifying Rhymes in Dao that were indestructible.
Immediately, the pressure Qin Wudao was feeling vanished, leaving him gasping for air where he stood.
"Interesting!"
The Soul Emperor, looking completely at ease, stepped forward. His aura expanded dramatically, forcing the allied experts to stumble backward, utterly discomfited.
So many unique constitutions. If I were to seize them now...
The Soul Emperor surveyed the prodigies, a fervent gleam in his eyes, clearly tempted to act.
"Soul Emperor, if you don’t step back, don’t blame me for summoning the powerful beings of Immortality Mountain!" The Dao-Seeking Elder, barely holding on, glared and shouted fiercely.
As soon as the Soul Emperor heard the words Immortality Mountain, his expression changed slightly. He hesitated before withdrawing his terrifying aura. It was clear he held the powerful figures within Immortality Mountain in great dread.
"Humph. The Inheritance of the Primitive Supreme, Eternal Temple goes first. Any objections?" The Soul Emperor looked down at everyone with his hands behind his back, a dominating question hanging in the air.
The crowd remained silent!
Even the lofty sacred grounds didn’t dare to object, not only because of the Soul Emperor’s enormous strength, but also their fear of retribution.
The power of the Eternal Temple greatly exceeded all of the sacred grounds and could be deemed the most powerful force on the continent!
Seeing that no one responded, the Soul Emperor smirked coldly and then turned around to wait quietly.
Eternal Temple? Immortality Mountain?
Qin Wudao stared at the Soul Ancestor Emperor, his brow furrowed in deep thought. Judging from the recent struggle, the Eternal Temple was seen as an enemy by all the sacred grounds—an absolute villain.
What was the purpose behind the creation of the Eternal Temple? And what exactly is Immortality Mountain? Regarding the Eternal Temple, the Qin Dynasty’s intelligence agency has scarce records, but we’ve never heard of this Immortality Mountain. Had I not heard of it today, I would have remained in the dark.
Owing to the arrival of the Eternal Temple, Bull Head Mountain fell into silence. Nobody spoke.
Fortunately, the silence didn’t last long. Approximately an hour later, the formation outside the spatial channel to the Primitive Supreme Inheritance Secret Realm completely vanished, meaning it could now be accessed!
The breaths of many present grew markedly hurried.
The Soul Emperor nodded slightly towards the prodigies of the Eternal Temple, then stepped aside with several powerful experts.
"Go!"
The Soul Martial Ancestor leading the team waved his hand. He was the first to leap into the rift, following the spatial channel into the Primitive Supreme Inheritance Secret Realm.
Over forty disciples of the Eternal Temple followed suit.
"You may enter now!" the Soul Emperor turned around and announced with a smile, but no matter how one looked at it, his smile seemed very fake. Deep within his eyes, there was a trace of urgency.
However, the attention of everyone else was captivated by the Inheritance of the Primitive Supreme, leaving them oblivious to the Soul Emperor’s true feelings.