Underneath the seventeen Immortal Islands, countless Cultivators traversed the Spirit Mountains between the cave heavens.
Amid the Spirit Mountains, countless Spirit Veins surged forth like awakening dragons, with thousands of Spiritual Rhys soaring to the sky, transforming into endlessly flowing waterfalls of Spiritual Qi.
So of these Cultivators walked in the air, with clouds forming and dissipating at their feet, capturing the abundance of Spiritual Rhys in the sky. Others rode Flying Swords, with sword lights like lightning slicing through the Illusion Realm of Spiritual Rhys. Yet others sat cross-legged atop the Spirit Peaks, with Spiritual Qi coiling around them like dragons, breathing in and out Spiritual Rhys, causing a resonation with heaven and earth.
Lu Yan noticed that these Cultivators without exception, all possessed cultivation above the Foundation Establishnt Stage.
Just the Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivators before his eyes numbered in the tens of thousands, a truly vast number even in the world of Cultivation tales.
However, in this post-apocalyptic version, this cave heaven could accommodate so many Cultivators, demonstrating the imnse scale of the All Immortals Alliance.
Before Lu Yan could approach the cave heaven world, five Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivators on Flying Swords separated from the cave heaven world, flying towards Lu Yan.
The five Cultivators wore distinct uniforms, evidently from different sects; displeasure was clearly written on their faces as they left the cave heaven world.
Evidently, Lu Yan’s arrival was not a welco event for these Cultivators, who were here to receive the outpour of Spiritual Rhys.
The leader was a Sword Cultivator in white, whose initially angry face softened slightly upon seeing Lu Yan’s extraordinary deanor, and he earnestly inquired:
"The Heavenly Paradise Spiritual Rhy Gathering is rare; the quota for collecting Spiritual Rhys is limited, and all sects need verification to enter.
This fellow Cultivator seems unfamiliar, please show your Identity Token for verification."
"I do not have an Identity Token."
As soon as Lu Yan spoke, the white-robed Sword Cultivator was montarily taken aback, and the Cultivator in a yellow robe behind him had a dramatic change in expression, imdiately questioning in a deep voice:
"No Identity Token? Where are you from, spy?"
Pausing in speech, the yellow-robed Cultivator made a salute towards the white-robed Sword Cultivator, saying:
"Senior Brother Wu, this person is breaking the rules by trespassing the Heavenly Paradise, surely with ulterior motives, he must be thrown into the Spirit Prison for interrogation!"
With these words, the other three Cultivators also voiced their agreent.
"How can a Cultivator from the All Immortals Alliance not have an Identity Token?"
"At ordinary tis it’s one thing, but appearing at the Heavenly Paradise during the Spiritual Rhy Gathering is definitely suspicious."
"Capturing a spy during the Spiritual Rhy Gathering could be considered a significant achievent."
Senior Brother Wu’s face showed hesitation; Lu Yan not having an Identity Token was indeed suspicious, yet he also understood that the other Cultivators were annoyed by Lu Yan’s interruption during their Spiritual Rhy collection, and thus wanted to use this as a pretext to teach Lu Yan a lesson.
Lu Yan was rely a Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivator, and lacking an Identity Token certainly ant he wasn’t from the top ten orthodox sects or the seven demon sects. According to the rules, even throwing him into the Spirit Prison for interrogation was acceptable.
But for so reason, Senior Brother Wu felt a vague unease when facing Lu Yan, which prevented him from making a decisive decision.
Senior Brother Wu’s hesitant attitude imdiately provoked the dissatisfaction of the yellow-robed Cultivator.
Just as he was about to speak again, one of the seventeen Immortal Islands above the cave heaven world began to slowly descend, with celestial light falling like rain and forming a Golden Rainbow Bridge.
"It’s the Taiyi Sect!"
"This Spiritual Rhy Gathering is hosted by the Taiyi Sect."
"It’s said among the seventeen superior sects of the All Immortals Alliance, Taiyi Sect’s True Disciplines are the most powerful. But I wonder which Taiyi True Inheritor is responsible for hosting this Spiritual Rhy Gathering."
As everyone was discussing, a Cultivator stepped onto the Golden Rainbow Bridge, appearing atop the Immortal Island.
Everyone was stunned, as they could clearly see that the Cultivator in front of them, dressed in the Taiyi True Inheritor’s purple robe, was rely at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishnt, with a very shaky foundation, even inferior to so core disciples of major sects.
"How can this be?"
"An Early Stage Foundation Establishnt Taiyi True Inheritor?"
"Does the Taiyi Sect have no one else, actually allowing a Foundation Establishnt Stage to take on the True Successor Position and even host the Spiritual Rhy Gathering."
"Silence! The Taiyi Sect’s True Disciples have their own decisions, you mustn’t make noise!"
Amidst the discussions, only Lu Yan showed a hint of surprise.
The one hosting the Spiritual Rhy Gathering was none other than He Dongsheng, soone quite familiar to Lu Yan.
As a True Disciple of the Taiyi Sect, not even a hundred years old, He Dongsheng naturally appeared with the version update in the Great Collapse version, and even beca a high-level mber of the All Immortals Alliance by virtue of his True Successor Position.
In the sky above Immortal Island, He Dongsheng felt the hostile gazes of tens of thousands of Foundation Establishnt Cultivators below, and his face couldn’t help but turn slightly pale.
Since becoming a disciple of Mu Chunqiu, He Dongsheng had always encountered smooth sailing, even using Lu Yan’s help to advance to the Taiyi True Inheritor.
Within the Taiyi Sect, there were many who criticized He Dongsheng’s advancent, all believing that He Dongsheng, who relied on luck, was not worthy of sitting on the True Successor Position.
If not for the insistence of the Tenth True Disciple back then, He Dongsheng might have been stripped of his True Successor Position during the True Disciple Assembly.
Entering this trial land, without the protection of his master Mu Chunqiu, and with Lu Yan nowhere to be seen, He Dongsheng, with only the na of a True Disciple, found it even more difficult to gain respect at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishnt.
Within the Taiyi Sect, it was slightly better because He Dongsheng had received recognition from the Tenth True Disciple, and even personal teachings from the First True Disciple, so at least the major True Disciples would not openly target He Dongsheng.
But here, it’s not the Taiyi Sect’s word of law, outside the Taiyi Sect, among the top ten sects of the Xuann and the seven major Demonic Dao sects, countless cultivators seek to make a na for themselves by stepping over He Dongsheng, hoping to gain a chance to advance to True Disciple.
According to He Dongsheng, this ti, while hosting the Spiritual Rhy Conference, it was orchestrated by soone from the Red Lotus Demon Sect, intending to use He Dongsheng as a stepping stone to fa.
Many within the Taiyi Sect were already dissatisfied with He Dongsheng, as the resources available to the True Disciples of the Taiyi Sect were the most abundant among all Immortal Sects, their strength universally acknowledged as supre.
He Dongsheng’s inclusion among the True Disciples had tarnished the reputation of the Taiyi True Inheritor, and so many silently approved of the Red Lotus Demon Sect’s setup, wanting to help push He Dongsheng off the True Successor Position.
"To be a True Disciple pushed to such an extent, perhaps only I am."
A bitter smile appeared in He Dongsheng’s heart, but he could only brace himself and through the sound transmission array, said:
"The Underground Spiritual Rhy erupts once every three years. This ti, the Spiritual Rhy Conference will be hosted by to handle the allocation of the Spiritual Rhy."
As soon as the words fell, a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator imdiately retorted:
"You, rely at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishnt, what qualifications do you have to host the Spiritual Rhy Conference?"
"Quickly bring the real Taiyi True Disciple."
"I didn’t expect that even the Taiyi Sect, known for its stringent disciple selection, would produce such a social-climbing scoundrel."
"Get off! Get off!"
Under normal circumstances, even if the Foundation Establishnt Cultivators present were dissatisfied, they would not dare to confront a Taiyi True Disciple directly.
But as those insidious whispers rose from the crowd, the emotions of anger and hatred spread swiftly like a virus, transforming into a surging roar that swept across the land.
The anger of tens of thousands of Foundation Establishnt Cultivators stirred his Heart Demon, causing He Dongsheng to freeze, unable to react despite having a plan.
"Red Lotus Demon Sect’s Burdened with Karmic Obstacles Divine Technique!"
The Burdened with Karmic Obstacles Divine Technique can turn the resentnt in people’s hearts into obstacles. Even a Golden Core being facing this would experience ntal turmoil and an unsettled True Spirit, with the slightest mistake leading to madness.
He Dongsheng, rely at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishnt, struggled to resist the divine technique, even with protective treasures.
As ti passed, He Dongsheng’s face grew even paler. At that mont, on another Immortal Island, an extraordinary young man in red descended from the sky, exuding the pressure of a mid-stage Golden Core.
The young man in red looked at He Dongsheng’s pale face and asked softly, smiling:
"It seems Junior Brother He isn’t familiar with such grand occasions. If that’s the case, why not allow to host this Spiritual Rhy Conference instead? What does Junior Brother He think?"
He Dongsheng opened his mouth, but he was utterly powerless to rebut.
And at that mont, a familiar figure appeared before He Dongsheng.
Among the thousands of people present, none could see how Lu Yan appeared.
Lu Yan looked up and down at the young man in red before slowly raising his right hand, flicking his index finger.
A trace of the aura of World Destruction Rules swirled around Lu Yan’s finger. In a trance, the young man in red seed to see an entire thriving Realm collapsing at Lu Yan’s fingertips, life, order, and ti all falling into silence in an instant.
Golden Core treasures, divine techniques, and protective Spiritual Light shattered layer by layer, and the young man’s body crashed heavily onto the Immortal Island where the Red Lotus Demon Venerable resided.
An indomitable mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator was as insignificant as a mosquito flicked away by Lu Yan’s casual gesture.
Afterward, a nonchalant voice echoed through the heavens and earth, as if the might of heaven and earth surpassed the voices of the tens of thousands of Foundation Establishnt Cultivators.
"You, what do you even count as?"
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