To this day, even if Jiale's plan is not known to everyone, it is not easy to hide it from the top immortal sects.
What's more, Jiale has never concealed his intention to create a human emperor.
To be honest, whether it is the monks, gods, or demons and monsters, none of them actually hope that a human emperor will appear in this world.
To the gods, the human race is just the pigs for them to obtain incense, faith, and to improve their strength. To the demons and monsters, the human race is the blood food they raise in Jiuzhou. As for the cultivators, the human race is nothing more than their source of life, providing them with some qualified disciples.
A human race that poses no threat is a good thing for monks, gods, demons and monsters.
After all, all wars are caused by power. If there is really a human emperor born, will the human dynasty with power beyond the immortals and gods still let them manipulate them as before? The answer is naturally impossible.
I'm afraid that after the rise of the Human Emperor, the first thing he will do is to wipe out all these gods, monks, demons and monsters. Those who obey him will prosper, and those who resist him will perish.
The monks are also human beings, and they know the thoughts of these kings and emperors very well.
If other people wanted to create a human emperor, I am afraid that the day when Yun Dynasty was established would be the day when it would be destroyed.
No matter it is immortals, gods, monks, demons or monsters, they will reach a consensus on this day and eliminate it.
But today, standing behind the Human Emperor is Jia Le.
The master of the Yin-Yang vein of Maoshan, who went alone to the Heavenly Demon Star and destroyed the Demon Lord, the Four Heavenly Demons, and the thirty-six demon clans, transformed himself into the sun and killed Neng Chun, the Seven Nights Demon Lord, with one blow.
For the gods, they have already completely devoted themselves to humanity and served under Sun Zichu under the operation of Jiale. Turning against them at this time is not a good choice.
For the cultivators, all the top sects in Jiuzhou already owed favors to Jiale. How could they bear to turn against him? Of course, the cultivators did not value this, but they were afraid of Jiale's strength. Jiale could kill all the demons in the world by himself, so would it be difficult for him to kill them?
As for demons and monsters, let alone monsters and monsters, right now in the whole world, the one they fear the most is probably Jiale.
What's more, although Jia Le is sitting in Kyoto, the spirit beasts under his command are not idle.
The seven fire crows, the angry chicken, the heavenly dog, the evil ghost Xiaohong, and the black horse have all reached the late stage of demon lord cultivation at this time.
Even the green pines and green bamboos have already reached the early stage of demon lord.
Jia Le sat in Kyoto. Wherever there were evil monsters and demons in the world, he could see the figures of these spiritual beasts. No matter how powerful the monsters and demons were, they were all eliminated one after another. Now, in the whole Kyushu, everyone knew that Maoshan was pure and hated evil the most. He took it as his mission to subdue monsters and demons, which frightened the monsters and demons so much that they wished they could hide in the cracks in the ground to avoid being discovered.
Jia Le was naturally doing this for the benefit of the people of the world, and he also took the opportunity to add some energy beads to the Kunlun Mirror.
Today, such a thing that obviously cannot be accepted by the gods, cultivators, demons and monsters in Kyushu has been accomplished step by step under Jiale's operation, and today it has come to the final step.
"Brother, can it really be done?"
Sun Zichu looked at Jiale next to him and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Only when he really reached this step did Sun Zichu know how lucky he was. Thinking about the journey, if it weren't for Jiale's support, he would not have been able to become the Emperor of Man, let alone a self-proclaimed king.
Standing in this position, how could Sun Zichu be completely unaware of the difficulty of becoming the Human Emperor? But it was precisely because he knew this that he felt unconfident for the first time since he started competing for hegemony.
"Just do your job, I'll take care of the rest."
Peace of mind!
Listening to Jiale's words, Sun Zichu couldn't help but feel relieved. Yes, with Jiale standing behind him, it seemed that he really had nothing to be nervous about.
Along the way, Jiale seems to have never made any mistakes.
Slowly walking up to the prayer platform, Sun Zichu looked around, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke.
"The Great Dao is above. Today, there is the grandson of the King of Chu, Zichu, who feels the hardship of the human race and wants to start a dynasty to establish the Great Chu, the Jin Emperor, and the ruler of the world. I hope the Great Dao will take notice of this."
Looking at Sun Zichu who was drinking to the sky on the stage, the surrounding immortals and gods did not pay much attention to him. Instead, they looked at Jia Le who was standing in an inconspicuous place with his eyes closed quietly. It seemed that it was too late to do anything now.
boom!
As Sun Zichu's voice fell, thunderclouds gathered above the nine heavens, thunder dragons flew around, and bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, as if they were about to strike down at the next moment.
Kaiyunchao is a matter of seizing fortune, and it can only be accomplished if it passes the test without being destroyed.
Sun Zichu had received Jia Le's instructions long ago. Although he felt a little unsure when facing the thunder in the sky, he felt much more at ease when he thought about what Jia Le said, that there was nothing to worry about.
If my brother says I have no worries, then I have no worries. After all, my brother never lies.
boom!
The first thunder struck.
A group of immortals and gods were also watching all this quietly. To be honest, the immortals and gods present had practiced for so long, but they had never seen the grand scene of the opening up of the Yun Dynasty.
The thunder came towards Sun Zichu, but before it reached Sun Zichu's head, a green dragon flew out of Sun Zichu's body and greeted the thunder.
At this moment, the people of Kyushu seemed to have sensed something. They put down their work, looked towards Kyoto, and prayed silently in their hearts.
They were already tired of war. The King of Chu treated the people very well, and they did not want any unexpected changes in the new dynasty that would plunge them into war again.
He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. This is true for the dynasty that is lucky.
It is fate that befalls the Human Emperor.
The Azure Dragon and the Thunder Dragon collided with each other. The Azure Dragon staggered slightly, but the Thunder Dragon disappeared directly. The thunder tribulation was just a test, not just destruction.
To establish a dynasty, we need people, land and an emperor.
In terms of land, the Kyushu, plus the vast Yuezhou, is enough to open up the Yun Dynasty.
As for the people, there are hundreds of millions of people in the nine states, and they have gathered together to form the people's movement. Now that the Blue Dragon has been formed, there will be no worries in the development of the dynasty.
In terms of emperor, even if Sun Zichu could not compare with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, he could still be regarded as a wise ruler. His luck and destiny were extraordinary. He could support a dynasty.
Jia Le has already calculated all of this. If there are no accidents, perhaps Sun Zichu will suffer some pain, but if he wears the crown, he must bear its weight. How can he help with everything?
boom!
The second, third and fourth thunders came down one after another. The power of thunder was stronger than the last. The Azure Dragon was in a miserable state at this time. Don't think that it was the Azure Dragon of Fortune. It was an invisible thing. All things in the heaven and earth were born with intelligence. The Azure Dragon of Fortune also had its shape. It's just that the shape of the Azure Dragon at this time was quite embarrassed. It was obviously a majestic Azure Dragon, but now it was charred.
The Azure Dragon of Luck represents Sun Zichu. With the Azure Dragon of Luck in such a miserable state, Sun Zichu is naturally not much better off.
However, since he was going to establish a prosperous dynasty and become the emperor, Sun Zichu naturally could not appear in an embarrassing state in front of all the people. So even though he was in extreme pain at this moment, he was still holding on, with a pale face and clenched teeth, as if he was afraid that he would groan .
They all knew what was good. When the immortals and gods saw Sun Zichu's appearance, they couldn't help but nodded.
Even though it was Jia Le's credit that Sun Zi Chu was able to establish a prosperous dynasty, if Sun Zi Chu really couldn't get up, then even Jia Le's ability would be in vain.
boom!
Two more thunders descended, and the Azure Dragon of Luck was already on the verge of collapse.
"Chu Feng!"
"Chu Feng!"
…
All the officials shouted in unison, and immediately, streams of luck took shape and surrounded the Azure Dragon, intending to survive the calamity together with the Azure Dragon of Luck.
"Chu Feng!"
"Chu Feng!"
…
Not only the officials, but the people of Kyoto were also shouting together, and gradually this sound had spread throughout Kyushu. Billions of people shouted together, and the people's hearts, faith, and luck, at this moment, all turned into white light and gathered towards the Azure Dragon of Luck, allowing the Azure Dragon of Luck, which was already at the end of its strength, to recover its spirit in an instant.
It glowed again.
boom!
When the seventh thunder came down, those true forms of luck resisted together, just like building a high wall that was difficult to break even with the thunder.
Jiale couldn't help but smile. Although Sun Zichu was the lord of Yun Dynasty, Yun Dynasty never belonged to one person, but to the people of the whole world. At this time, Sun Zichu could be said to have truly withstood the test.
The eighth! The ninth!
call!
Sun Zichu looked at the thunderclouds gradually dissipating in the sky and finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, as soon as he let out this breath, his body immediately became weak and he was about to fall. Fortunately, at this moment, a dark yellow light descended from the sky and split into three parts, twenty percent of which fell on Sun Zichu, making the originally weak Sun Zichu's momentum rise all the way.
The Yun Dynasty was established, gathering the luck of the Azure Dragon. At this time, Sun Zichu had already stood at the pinnacle of the human world, and was no worse than a true immortal. The boundless luck descended and was divided into two paths, falling on Sun Zichu and Jiale respectively.
Jiale got 30% of it, in addition to the previous 30% of the Creation's Mysterious Yellow Light. The remaining 50% of the Creation's Mysterious Yellow Light fell on Yunchao, the Creation Yunchao's treasure.
Feeling the inspiration of the mysterious light of creation and the majestic fortune, Jiale was happy in his heart. It was worth his hard planning.
When the work is done, he will leave, keeping his achievements to himself.
After the successful opening of Yun Dynasty, Jiale did not stay any longer and left directly. All the immortals and gods were shocked by the grand scene of the opening of Yun Dynasty, and were horrified that Sun Zichu had become the Human Emperor overnight and his strength had surpassed them. They were even more frightened in their hearts, knowing that the days to come might not be so easy, and they had more motivation to practice invisibly.
Those gods felt better. It was no longer so difficult to accept working under such a human emperor.
Sun Zichu was naturally even happier, but just when he wanted to share his joy with Jiale, he found that Jiale had disappeared.
The joy faded away. For some reason, at this moment, Sun Zichu actually felt that he might never see Jiale again.
Maoshan.
Seeing Jiale finally returning, Taoist Zhenliang and others came out of the mountain to greet him.
Perhaps at this moment, even if Jia Le wanted the position of mountain master from Taoist Zhenliang, Taoist Zhenliang would not refuse.
"How long do you plan to stay this time?"
Facing the question from Taoist Zhenliang, Jiale couldn't help but shook his head. Taoist Zhenliang also understood instantly, but he didn't know where Jiale would go this time.
Yin Yang Peak.
Sun Qing has reached the Yin Shen realm, and the others are also about to break through. After Changren broke through to the Lianxu realm, he has accumulated a lot of experience and with the help of Jiale, he is now building an immortal foundation. If he was not building a superior immortal foundation, he would have been able to break through by now.
The structure of Yin Yang Peak has been completed. Even if Jia Le is not here, Yin Yang Peak will still be able to stand firm in Maoshan.
Inside the Yin-Yang Palace.
Jiale looked at the four fragments of the Xuanyu Stele in his hand. The other two fragments were obtained by Jiale from the four great demons.
The space-time energy in it has been completely absorbed by the Kunlun Mirror. The two fragments at the back are much larger than the two fragments obtained before. When the four fragments are combined together, an inscription of a thousand words appears in Jiale's hands.
Xuan Yu Sutra!
A scripture explaining the laws of space, although not as good as the inscription on the Maoshan inheritance Shangqing Dadong Sutra, the mystery contained in it can help Jiale better comprehend the laws of space, which is already very rare. The person who cast the stele must have comprehended the laws of space and had strength far beyond that of a true immortal.
It has to be said that being able to obtain such a scripture in the world of Liao Zhai, which should not exist in the big world, is definitely a great gain for Jia Le.
Moreover, the time and space energy in the Xuanyu Stele has restored a lot of the Kunlun Mirror. Coupled with Jiale's current cultivation and spatial attainments, the energy beads are sufficient to open up an ascension channel for the Maoshan disciples in Jiu Shu's world. It can be said that there is no difficulty at all.
It has been nearly fifteen years, which is one hundred and fifty years in Uncle Jiu's world. To other cultivators, perhaps these fifteen years are not worth mentioning at all. However, in these fifteen years, Uncle Jiu's world has undergone tremendous changes, and it is unknown whether those old friends are still alive.
boom!
In one day.
Suddenly, a whirlpool appeared on the Yin Yang Peak. The entire Maoshan was suddenly alarmed and they rushed to check it out. However, when they arrived in front of the Yin Yang Peak and discovered that it was the movement on the Yin Yang Peak, they all stopped, because the formation on the Yin Yang Peak was activated. It was not that they could not force their way in, but the Yin Yang Peak was Jiale's territory. No matter how they thought about it, they could not force their way in, not even the Taoist Zhenliang could do so.
Looking at the vortex filled with the breath of time and space, Taoist Zhenliang and the two supreme elders looked at each other. Although they were puzzled, they also knew that this must have been created by Jia Le.
Because in the entire Maoshan, except Jiale, no one has such means, not even they can, to stir up time and space. It seems that they are still going to open up a time and space channel. Although they don’t know what Jiale is going to do, after knowing that it was Jiale’s action, they are relieved. Since Jiale did this, there must be a reason for Jiale to do it. As for whether there will be any accidents, they believe that no matter what the accident is, Jiale can handle it.
The world of Uncle Nine.
One hundred and forty-two years have passed since Jiale left. Things and people have changed a lot.
The spiritual energy dissipated, not a trace of it remained. This world had already embarked on another path, with tall buildings everywhere, rapid development of technology, firepower as king, and dazzling colors.
Things like cultivation and gods are just legends now.
Maoshan.
Mount Mao, which was originally towering into the sky, is now only a few hundred meters high and is not even as high as a small mountain.
Shangqing Temple is still there, but now it has become a tourist attraction.
There are quite a few people coming and going, but there is no so-called immortal trace at all.
boom!
Many people came to Shangqing Temple to burn incense and pray today. They thought it would be as calm as usual, and they could find some peace of mind. But suddenly there was a loud bang in the sky, and a vortex suddenly appeared.
I'm shocked, buddy.
Bang!
A tall and long-legged girl slapped the man next to her on the face.
"It's real, it hurts, this is not a dream, what's going on, are aliens coming? Spiritual energy is reviving!"
The girl covered her hands and screamed. The man next to her looked confused and innocent. However, he was also shocked by the strange sight before him and forgot to question the girl for a moment.
Satellites, radars, etc., at this moment, were all aimed at Maoshan and the vortex. Not to mention the ordinary people, even the top leaders of the country had never seen such a strange sight. Perhaps they had covered up some extraordinary phenomena before, but this was the first time that a hole was directly opened in the sky and such a large and terrifying vortex was created.
Cross the airspace.
Maoshan is still there, and Dukongyu is still there, but they have been transformed by Maoshan with great magic power.
The spiritual energy has completely dissipated, and the outside world is no longer suitable for cultivators to exist. Helplessly, the Maoshan disciples can only hide in the Dukong Domain and practice. It is called practice, but in fact it is just a struggle to survive. After all, as time goes by, one day, even the spiritual energy in the Dukong Domain will gradually dissipate.
After all, compared with when Jiale left, the concentration of spiritual energy in the Dukong area at this time is even lower than that in the outside world.
Ziyin, the Supreme Elder, Uncle Jiu and the others have already been relying on deep-level cultivation to slowly slow down the loss of vitality.
However, as the vortex appeared, everyone in the Dukong area was suddenly startled and hurriedly looked outside the Dukong area, looking at the vortex in the air.
"This is!"
Uncle Jiu and the others were extremely stunned. This kind of power was simply not something they could possess. What was going on? It couldn't really be an alien invasion as ordinary people said.
One hundred and forty-two years have passed.
Zi Yin and the Supreme Elder are still at the peak of the Spirit Refining Realm. Back then, they used the meat ganoderma to refine pills and increased their lifespan by 200 years. However, a lifespan of 200 years does not necessarily mean that they can really live for 200 years. If nothing unexpected happens, they may only have 20 to 30 years to live.
Uncle Jiu’s cultivation level has broken through to the Yin Shen realm. He is worthy of being the son of the world. Even in such a world with the spiritual energy dissipated, he can still break through to the Shen Lian realm.
Others, even Kunlun, who possessed a giant spiritual body, had their cultivation stagnated at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm and could hardly make any further progress.
Simu's cultivation also stagnated at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Qianhe, Queqiao, and Mamadi, with the help of the things left by Jiale, also managed to break through the Spirit Transformation Realm with difficulty, but they were only at the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
But this is enough. The lifespan of the Spirit Transformation Realm is 500 years, which has allowed them to survive until now.
However, Qiu Sheng also broke through, but it was very reluctantly. It was just the first level of Huan Dan, and he barely broke through. Qiu Sheng was open-minded. In that kind of training environment, he was able to break through and prolong his life, which was already a great achievement. What more could he ask for? He was lucky to have the help of the foundation left by Jia Le. Otherwise, he would have lost all traces over the years like the other lineages.
Thirty years after Jiale left, Maoshan stopped accepting disciples. A hundred years was a death notice for cultivators who had not broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Now, in this vast Dukong Area, there were only nineteen people left.
Zi Yin, the supreme elder, the other eight vein masters, two of whom died and six survived, the master of the fifth hall, one of whom died and four survived, then there are Jiu Shu, Simu, Qianhe, Mamadi, Partridge, Kunlun, and Qiu Sheng.
Not only Uncle Jiu and others, but other immortal sects such as Longhu Mountain, White Horse Temple, etc., are in the same situation, and are even worse than Maoshan.
At this time, the strange phenomenon above Maoshan also attracted their attention.
"Tianshi, what is that?"
Longhu Mountain, unlike Uncle Jiu and others who stayed in the Dukong area to practice in seclusion, was not low-key at all after the spiritual energy dissipated. Instead, it took the initiative to contact the secular world. Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei was a genius who created a method in the world of mortals that allowed his disciples to practice in the absence of spiritual energy.
Of course, it is almost impossible to achieve immortality, but it is enough for them to have some power that surpasses ordinary people and is stronger than warriors.
Among so many immortal sects, perhaps after the spiritual energy dissipates, Longhu Mountain will be the most prosperous.
At this time, a disciple of Mount Longhu stood in front of Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, pointed at the vortex above Mount Mao, and asked in surprise. However, he did not get any answer from Zhang Zhiwei, because Zhang Zhiwei was also confused at this time. Although he also had the cultivation level of the Spirit Refining Realm, it was still impossible for him to recognize Jia Le's methods.
However, Zhang Zhiwei had a feeling that it might be some kind of opportunity.
"Walk!"
Without any hesitation, Zhang Zhiwei went straight to Mount Maoshan, ignoring the upcoming Luotian Grand Ceremony, leaving behind many so-called strange people, staring at each other in amazement.
However, these strange people are not pushovers. They know that Zhang Zhiwei is the kind of person who will not do anything without benefits. The reason why he is rushing to Maoshan so anxiously must be that there must be some mystery behind the sudden appearance of the whirlpool.
"Walk!"
Without hesitation, they all followed. At the same time, almost all the living cultivators in the world had the same idea as Zhang Zhiwei and were heading for Maoshan. On this day, there were suddenly many more streams of light in the sky, and some people even took pictures of people flying into the sky with swords, thinking that they were filming a movie.
The space channel gradually stabilized.
Jia Le used his divine eyes to see all of Uncle Jiu's world. He saw a world where spiritual energy had completely dissipated, and the aliens who could only rely on developing their own potential and practicing some incomplete magic to possess some power. He also saw that technology was king, and saw this familiar world.
If he did not possess boundless magical powers at this moment, Jiale would have thought that he had returned to the modern world before the time travel. However, the China in this world, perhaps because of his previous influence, was even more powerful and prosperous than the modern world where Jiale lived. It was like the world's largest country, with population, territory, economy, military, etc., all ranking first in the world.
Finally, his gaze fell on Maoshan and the Dukong area.
Looking at the nineteen people in the Dukong area, although Jiale had some guesses and was mentally prepared, he did not expect that Uncle Jiu's world would decline to this extent. What kind of ascension channel would they still have? Apart from these nineteen people, is it possible for Maoshan to have any disciples embark on the path of cultivation?
He shook his head and thought that maybe it wouldn't be so difficult.
Jiale originally wanted to enter Uncle Jiu's world and visit Kunlun Mountain, but now he realized that he had thought too simply. In Uncle Jiu's world today, even if he put a finger in, it would cause the world to collapse. Even putting a paper man in it would not work. This world was already so weak that it would collapse if it was touched by even a trace of Jiale's aura.
Looking at Uncle Jiu and the other nineteen people, the Kunlun Mirror started to work, and the nineteen people appeared in the Kunlun Mirror the next moment.
Since there are only nineteen people left, just take them all away. There is no need to make any other arrangements. I didn't want Simu and the others to die of old age in the first place. Now I have fulfilled my original intention. My eyes fell on a white crystal of the so-called underworld. There was the aura of the ancestor on it , the one who was tormented by Jiale.
The situation in the underworld is even worse than that in the human world. At this time, the Yin gods have already fallen into a deep sleep. If one day, the spiritual energy revives, perhaps they still have a chance of survival. If not, then they can only continue to sleep and use the Kunlun mirror to take the white chip away.
After taking a final look at this world, Jiale left immediately, and the vortex began to slowly disappear.
"Sister Baoer, that vortex seems to be disappearing!"
The huge whirlpool began to disappear before everyone's eyes, and the people who were flying here couldn't help but speed up.
After seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiwei felt even more nervous, as if he had lost some opportunity. He quickly quickened his pace to try to make up for it, but after arriving at Maoshan, the whirlpool disappeared.
Feeling lost.
Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a long time, and seemed to remember something. He hurriedly began to communicate with Ziyin and others in Maoshan, wanting to ask them if they knew anything about the situation. However, the Maoshan Taoist friends who he used to contact with could not be contacted at this time.
The hidden real Maoshan might be hidden from others, but it could not be hidden from Zhang Zhiwei who was in the realm of spirit refining.
He arrived at Mount Maoshan in one step, but could not find anyone after searching everywhere. Soon, a group of people gathered around Zhang Zhiwei. These people included monks and Taoists. They were the only remaining cultivators in the world. The lowest level of them was at the Spirit Transformation Realm. It was obvious that they had the same idea as Zhang Zhiwei.
"Cross the airspace!"
Everyone knew that Uncle Jiu and the others must be in the Dukong Domain. The different space of Maoshan was no secret. After all, almost all of their immortal gates had it. Otherwise, they would not have survived until today.
"try to find!"
There is strength in numbers. After some effort, everyone finally found the Dukong Area. However, looking at the empty Dukong Area, everyone couldn't help but feel dazed.
Where is Ziyin? Where is Jiushu? Where is Kunlun? Where have all the monks from Mount Mao gone?
"Do you think that the vortex has something to do with Maoshan?"
A cultivator in the Spirit Refining Realm suddenly spoke, and the others also realized that it might be true.
"I have read some ancient books. That vortex is very much like a space-time passage."
Time and space channel!
How could they not understand what these four words meant? However, with their cultivation level at the highest level of spiritual refinement, it was impossible for them to open up a space-time channel.
"Could it be that some other powerful being opened up a passage from the outside to the inside?"
"Could it be that the seniors from Maoshan specially opened the passage and took all the Maoshan disciples away?"
When everyone talked about this, they suddenly felt that they seemed to have really discovered the truth, but after thinking about it, they felt unfair and even angry.
"Why? Why would the seniors from Maoshan come to pick them up?"
"Yes, why didn't our immortal sect elders come?"
"In the past, they called us fellow Taoists, but now that the opportunity has come, they are leaving faster than anything else. Since they can leave, why can't they take us with them? They are so selfish. Don't they have any sense of friendship at all?"
"Yeah, they left and left us here to die, hahahaha, waiting to die."
…
There was a lot of complaints for a while, and soon everyone pointed the finger at Maoshan, and began to scold Maoshan for being selfish and only caring about leaving himself without taking them with him.
After the spiritual energy dissipated, they have persisted for more than a hundred years. They have really had enough of this kind of hopeless life where they can only wait for death. Now hope suddenly appears, and it is prepared for them. What is worrying is not the lack of hope but the inequality of distribution. If we die, we die together. Why can Maoshan survive alone while they can only wait for death?
The appearance of the vortex seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing all the dark and negative emotions of the monks to burst out instantly.
Zhang Zhiwei stood there calmly. At this moment, he suddenly remembered a sentence his grandfather once said.
"The luck of Maoshan favors him. Neng Chun must have already left this world and ascended to heaven? Is there really any cultivator in this world who can reach the level of ascension? Why not our Longhu Mountain?"
Ascension!
Zhang Zhiwei looked at the vortex that had disappeared. He had a feeling that the vortex must be related to Jiale. Unfortunately, it was too late.