Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 588 Inside the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, Fangcun Mountain and his party ascended Mount Tian!
【The next day.】

You emerged slowly from the quiet room, your aura now calm and composed. The eleven members of Fangcun Mountain were all fully prepared and assembled.

In the distance, disciples from various sects were stepping into the teleportation array jointly set up by the three major sects, connecting to the Void Tear and entering the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

[Once the disciples of West Kunlun enter, it will be your turn, Fangcun Mountain.]

Beneath the celestial canopy, the nineteen sect leaders stood shoulder to shoulder with the North Sea Dragon King, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

The magic array silently operated before everyone's eyes, its light flickering.

The atmosphere, however, was not as tense and solemn as it had been in the previous days. The Dragon King of the North Sea's brows were relaxed, and a faint smile appeared, revealing a hint of leniency.

[You subtly concealed your aura, not worried at all. As long as you didn't make a move, even a supreme grandmaster would find it difficult to discern the depth of your cultivation.]

[Among the crowd from West Kunlun, a woman with a veil stood alone. Her bright eyes darted about, as if searching for something among the people of Fangcun Mountain.]

Only when her gaze fell upon you did a faint smile appear in her eyes.

[You looked up and recognized her as the Holy Maiden of Yaotai in West Kunlun, who had disappeared for several days and had finally reappeared today.]

You still remember what she said earlier: after entering the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, they would help each other.

In your heart, you trust her even more than you trust your fellow disciples from Fangcun Mountain.

[She had previously participated in the extermination of the drought demons of Qinghe, and her cultivation level was already among the top of her generation.]

As the magic array activated, the Void Tear radiated a dreamlike glow, and a deep blue passage slowly opened, instantly teleporting the group from West Kunlun away.

[You eleven, enter the magic circle.]

[In the past, you would have used your magical power to perform the Jade Emperor's Aura Observation Technique to glimpse the mysteries of the supreme divine treasure of the Dharma Sect, the "Tear of the Void."]

[However, at this moment, the nineteen sect leaders who had survived the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations and one Dragon King were all present, watching intently. You stood silently, observing with your naked eyes.]

That forbidden object was indeed extremely beautiful, seemingly formless yet capable of taking on countless forms, its ever-changing and transforming like the most fluid and dynamic water in the world.

No wonder it's called "Fairy's Tears."

【at this time!】

[A demonic sect leader's gaze swept over the group from Fangcun Mountain, seemingly casually, before finally lingering on you for a moment.]

The Supreme Demon Sect Master, seated on the skull throne, chuckled lightly: "Could it be that our Demon Sect, having long neglected to venture beyond the Southern Frontier, is unaware that the so-called Nine Gates of Yuzhou in the Central Plains have become increasingly inadequate, with disciples at this level..."

The sect leaders were conversing within a sealed space, so the disciples below naturally couldn't hear them.

These words drew the attention of the sect leaders of the six demonic sects.

The sect leader of the Extreme Demonic Sect, who looked as ordinary as an old man from the countryside, said calmly with his hands behind his back, "The righteous path is declining, getting worse day by day. Everyone in the Four Continents knows this, and naturally, each generation of disciples is worse than the last."

[The voice of the Blissful Demon Sect's female leader, shrouded in a hazy glow, was captivating: "This person's appearance... is truly exceptional."]

Nong Mo smiled and said, "Being able to enter the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury and having reached the Dao Embryo realm is sufficient, this is in accordance with the rules."

The Dragon Spring Sword Sect Master, carrying a sword, said, "The Supreme Demonic Sect has long since become a vassal of the Common People Demonic Sect. What disciples do you have?"

The Supreme Demon Sect Master merely made a sarcastic remark, and seeing that Nong Mo didn't seem to care, he said nothing more.

After all, a mere Dao Embryo Realm disciple is nothing more than an ant in their eyes, utterly insignificant.

As for the mockery from the Longquan Sword Sect, he acted as if he hadn't heard it. The Supreme Demon Sect indeed served the Demon Lord of All Living Beings as its master.

[The magic array swirled, and you eleven stepped into the passage formed by the Tears of the Void, slowly passing through the rift in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.]

Deep within that rift, you glimpsed two true dragons coiled within.

The aura they exuded was completely different from that of Ao Han, the Dragon King of the North Sea, from the outside world.

[One of the dragons possessed an especially profound aura, its flesh and blood flowing with a shimmering golden light. Its form was immense and imposing, and it was surrounded by wisps of golden auspicious energy.]

The other dragon was shrouded in malevolent energy, exuding a fierce and menacing aura. Its body was shrouded in lurking evil spirits and faintly glowed with blood.

[You understood immediately: the former must be the leader of the Four Dragon Kings—the Dragon King of the East Sea, and also the strongest among the dragons.]

[It has suppressed the sea eye for many years, protecting all living beings across the four seas. It carries the fortune of heaven and earth, and is naturally accompanied by auspicious omens.]

The latter should be the Dragon King of the South Sea, who is notorious for killing and regards both humans and sea creatures as food, slaughtering them indiscriminately.

If it weren't for the four dragon siblings jointly ruling the four seas and suppressing the destiny, the aquatic creatures of the South China Sea would likely have already risen up in rebellion, causing endless turmoil.

Therefore, although the Dragon King of the South Sea carries many sins, he usually keeps them hidden by relying on his true dragon body and the protection of his brothers.

[Once faced with a great calamity or a catastrophe unleashed by the sea creatures, these wicked beings will be like dry tinder meeting a flame, instantly reducing him to ashes.]

Ordinary cultivators would naturally find it difficult to perceive such cause and effect; only your current level of insight can discern it.

However, the sect leaders of the three major families in this realm should all be able to see a part of the truth.

The people of Fangcun Mountain were also awestruck by the power of the true dragon. Even through the Void Tear Passage, the domineering residual power of the true spirit still swept over them, making them tremble with fear.

In the blink of an eye, you have passed through the rift, feeling dizzy and disoriented, as if everything had fallen into chaos.

The group was like a bamboo raft, swept along by the rapids and plunged down a towering waterfall, tossed and turned, unable to control themselves.

After about an hour, the turmoil gradually subsided.

It was as if a heavy, ancient door had been pushed open, and a hazy light seeped in from outside.

Of the eleven, you were the first to awaken from that dazed and disoriented state.

Those who cultivate should have stable spirits and souls, and rarely experience such dizziness—only when stepping into ancient ruins and placing themselves at the intersection of two realms can such an anomaly occur.

Everyone was prepared, and each person focused their mind and spirit, guarding their inner peace.

First, there was a firm, grounded feeling beneath my feet.

Before I even opened my eyes, I felt the morning mist seep into my lungs, and all the acupoints in my body spontaneously opened up.

A pure and vast surge of spiritual energy from heaven and earth welled up, naturally flowing into every part of the body without the need for any internal energy cultivation.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in an endless green field, the grass stretching to the horizon.

The world has changed; the vast ocean is gone, replaced by boundless plains where the wind blows through the grass.

The scene before them far exceeded their expectations, and the spiritual energy here was more than ten times richer than that of the outer seas.

[If one were to cultivate here, one year of such practice would likely be equivalent to more than ten years of arduous work outside.]

[This...could this be the legendary ancient land where spiritual energy surges like tides and flows like the sea?]

"Look!"

[The one who spoke was Xie Mosheng from Danhe Peak. He bent down and casually picked up a blade of grass that was halfway up to his ankles.] ["This is clearly just ordinary grass, but the spiritual essence it contains is several times richer than the Spirit Pivot Grass that we at Dragon Scale Peak carefully cultivate."]

"If ordinary demonic beasts could consume this herb over a long period, they would likely develop sentience within a few days. Even more so—this herb might be used to refine the Qi-accumulating pills needed for the Body Shaping Realm."

Feng Qingge suddenly asked, "Is the Spirit Pivot Grass... considered precious?"

Xie Mosheng pondered for a moment and replied, "It's just fodder for high-level spirit beasts; it's not particularly precious."

A moment of silence fell over them.

Aside from the abundant spiritual energy, this place seemed quite different from what they had imagined; there was nothing different except for the boundless grassland.

Yuan Shujian pondered for a moment before speaking, "If this Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is indeed vast and mysterious, it is far more so than we imagine."

"Perhaps this place is just an ordinary spot?"

"Is our current location marked on a feng shui map?"

Ziwei of Five-Colored Peak recalled for a moment, then frowned and said, "This place doesn't seem to be within the area that True Immortal Jiuyang and the others explored first..."

Among the eleven members of Fangcun Mountain, Sun Miao was considered the most accomplished and was believed to be the eldest disciple.

He spoke first: "There's no need to rush the investigation. The sect leader once said that the place where we first appeared is the very core of the Void Tear array that will reopen the passage a year later."

Everyone turned around and, sure enough, sensed the faint aura of the forbidden magical artifact "Tear of the Void" still lingering in the void behind them.

Sun Miao continued, "We must first leave a mark here."

After speaking, he took out several banners from his storage bag, casually tossed them aside, and the banner poles immediately took root in the ground.

With a flick of his sleeve, the banner vanished without a trace, becoming imperceptible to the naked eye.

Sun Miao smiled slightly: "This is the 'Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Flag' personally bestowed by the Sect Master. Even if separated by an entire continent, as long as one holds the child flag, one can sense the location of the mother flag."

He paused, but said nothing more—since he was now in charge of Ziqi, it meant that only he could find this place again.

Xie Mosheng smiled silently, dropping a seed between her fingers. The seed sprouted instantly upon touching the ground, transforming into a small, ordinary tree about half a foot tall.

"This tree is called the 'Acacia Tree.' Although it cannot cross continents like Senior Brother Sun's Mother-Child Flag, it can still be tracked by the 'Love Beast' within a 70,000-mile radius. However, it is a bit cumbersome, requiring the planting of several trees along the way as transit points."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Mosheng patted his storage bag, and eleven strange beasts resembling butterflies with long tails flew out and gracefully landed beside each person.

"This is a 'Beast of Love,' born on the Acacia Tree. It is most attached to its homeland and can always find its birth tree no matter how far away it is. Please keep it safe."

Qi Ling smiled gently, and with a flick of her finger, a spark of spiritual fire landed on the ground, burning quietly.

"This is the 'Guiding Spirit Flame' that I refined. Although it cannot actively find its way, those who wield this flame can sense the direction of their return."

Having said that, ten spirit flames gracefully flew to the group.

Yuan Shujian put the two items away and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Junior Sister Qi Ling and Junior Brother Xie."

Qi Yunfeng, Ji Heng, and the other two frowned slightly upon seeing this.

Sun Miao remained unmoved, and ten flags flew out of his storage bag, landing on the crowd.

"The sect leader has already prepared this flag for everyone, so that we can return to this place."

Xie Mo straightened his sleeves. "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Sun."

Everyone used their skills to leave marks and shared them with their fellow disciples.

You couldn't help but glance at Xie Mosheng of Danhe Peak again; it seemed this person was no ordinary individual either.

Seeing that you hadn't made any move, Yuan Shujian asked curiously, "Junior Brother Zhou, aren't you going to leave any marks?"

You simply smiled calmly: "With the help of my fellow disciples, that's more than enough."

[In fact, long before everyone was still reeling from traversing the void, you had already quietly laid out a contingency plan—]

[To guard against unforeseen circumstances, you not only concealed a trace of the Purple-Gold Heavenly Horned Ant here, but also hid a drop of the Great Ming Peacock's true blood.]

Moreover, with your current level of insight, you have already thoroughly surveyed the location and spatial layout of this place. As long as nothing drastically changes, you can deduce your way back.

[The eleven of you were lifted into the air, but felt the fierce winds swirling around you from the heavens, making it difficult to break through. With each zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) you rose, the surrounding pressure and obstacles increased exponentially.]

Fu Dongcheng said solemnly, "It seems that the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury... has a no-fly zone."

Since entering the East Sea, he has no longer been as reserved as he was when he sparred with you on formations and calligraphy in Fangcun Mountain. Now, his aura is revealed, showing that he has reached the mid-stage of the Heavenly Gate realm.

To be accepted as a closed-door disciple by the sect leader, one's talent for cultivation must be considerable.

Such restrictions are common in ancient ruins, so the group wasn't surprised.

The group hovered in mid-air, gazing into the distance.

The outline of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury gradually became clear—besides the boundless grassland before them, a majestic mountain range could be faintly seen rising on the eastern horizon.

The mountain resembled a sacred mountain descending to earth, shrouded in dazzling divine light, majestic and extraordinary.

Suddenly, the records in the Nine Yang Immortal's geomantic map came to mind: "To the east of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury lies a main mountain, the highest peak in the territory, which connects to the Heavenly Emperor's residence; it is called—Mount Dengtian."

[The Nine Yang Immortal explored this place and then disappeared without a trace. This was also a location he had specifically marked, said to be the most crucial part of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure trove.]

Looking westward, a vast, desolate forest can be seen in the far distance, precisely the "Garden of the Heavenly Emperor" recorded in the geomantic map. Legend has it that it may contain ancient elixirs of immortality, and even numerous immortal roots and spiritual seeds.

The north is a vast, desolate expanse, with only an endless expanse of water, marked on the map as the "Yellow Springs Marsh," unfathomable and exuding an aura of deathly stillness.

To the south stands a magnificent palace, as grand as a celestial palace, worthy of being named—"The Heavenly Emperor's Palace."

The four cardinal directions—east, west, south, and north—each possess unique mysteries and ever-changing phenomena.

The place where you are standing right now is not marked on the map.

Sun Miao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shot out a dazzling divine light in each of the four directions. After a moment, the light receded back into his eyes.

"I practice the 'Purple Extreme Wisdom Eye Penetrating Scripture' of the Qi Yun Peak lineage, which allows me to see mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, all within my sight."

His expression grew serious, and he said in a deep voice, "But these four extremely distant places are all boundless and endless, with no end in sight."

"Even if we travel at full speed through the air, it will probably take several months to reach the Ascending Heaven Mountain that the Nine Yang Immortal once visited... or even longer."

The journey alone would take months, and returning here would also take time. The time to enter the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is only one year; wouldn't that mean spending all of it on the road? How could we afford to waste that time?

Even those who do not specialize in the practice of Dharma can sense that distant, almost hopeless abyss.

The Nine Yang Immortal once said that climbing Mount Tianshan leads to the heavens and the earth, yet its summit remains unseen; its grandeur far surpasses imagination.

Now, all that can be seen in the distance is a mountain range standing on the horizon, the distance between them probably much greater than that between Fangcun Mountain and the East Sea...

(End of this chapter)