The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 461 Then play music and then dance

Seeing that several of his senior brothers had something in their hands, Song Feng was somewhat surprised, but he also felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

They are all senior figures in their respective sects, so it's normal that they have some unique resources that others don't.

Behind him was a patriarch of the Hunyuan Sect.

If they can't produce anything at all, then people will start to suspect that someone is putting on a show for them.

"I have a treasure that can suppress the void and create its own world. Although it is not as extraordinary as the treasures of my two senior brothers, it can still play a role."

At this point, Senior Brother Baoqi quietly took out a peculiar ring-shaped treasure from his auspicious cloud.

This treasure transcends the Three Realms and is not subject to the Five Elements. It seems to have the flow of Yin and Yang energies within it, and the moment it appears, it seems to be able to suppress the void.

I saw this thing.

A smile appeared on Song Feng's face. If that was the case, then his senior brothers would be able to work together from now on.

He didn't intend to fight for anything in the wilderness. After all, he already had his own path, and there was no need to fight to the death with others until he was bloodied and battered.

But in the Great Wilderness, besides cultivation, one also needs friends and relationships.

Maintaining friendships with my senior brothers is crucial these days; at the very least, it prevents them from betraying me in critical moments.

There's a high chance someone will betray you.

But the senior brothers are all people of high character, how could they possibly do such a thing?

This means someone is endorsing it.

Seeing that the three of them each possessed treasures that allowed them to combine their abilities, Senior Brother Xuanmiao smiled slightly and then spoke to them:
"In that case, I will await good news."

Although the senior disciples haven't grown to the point where countless people look up to them, they could still manage to obtain ordinary spacetime rifts if they put their minds to it.

While the world rifts, hundreds of feet long, are quite precious, given their status, they wouldn't be completely left with nothing.

But the problem is that 10,000 feet is a hurdle.

Now that it's confirmed that Senior Brother Kongtong possesses the Abyss, the combined efforts of these individuals might even produce an effect greater than what Song Feng created.

Although Song Feng is very powerful, he is just one person. But at this moment, he represents the collective wisdom of four people, with three patriarchs standing behind him. This is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Just at this time.

Just as everyone was ready, they saw what appeared to be divine light flashing in the void. Instantly, the many powerful beings who had been chatting and talking to each other fell silent.

Even many powerful individuals, such as Song Feng, who seemed unrestrained and unconventional, straightened their backs.

First impressions matter.

If you make a bad impression on the Emperor, you're definitely doomed.

There seemed to be real dragons and phoenixes circling in the void. These were not living dragons, but strange phenomena in the world.

The divine power of the Four Symbols is on full display.

Then they saw a man who looked extremely majestic, dressed in an imperial robe, and standing on auspicious clouds, sitting on the throne.

Looking at this man and sensing the aura emanating from him, none of the people present dared to harbor even the slightest doubt:

"We have met Your Majesty!"
Upon seeing the Jade Emperor sit down, all the ministers present rose and bowed in unison, as if they truly shared an extraordinary understanding.

He sat on the dragon throne.

Then, the Jade Emperor waved his hand slightly, signaling the many powerful beings to return to their places.
"My lords, please refrain from such formalities and take your seats."

After receiving the emperor's signal, everyone present returned to their cloud beds.

For a moment, everyone appeared to be sitting calmly on the cloud bed, but their thoughts were all focused on this great emperor.

After all, this is quite unusual.

After years of silence, the powerful figure summoned a host of great supernatural beings all at once, saying he wanted to hold some kind of grand heavenly gathering.

This thing seems a bit abnormal.

Feeling the atmosphere in the Heavenly Court, Song Feng did not stand out and joined the crowd.

After all, none of the people present had had much contact with this Jade Emperor, nor did they know what kind of character and scope he possessed.

As an emperor capable of establishing a celestial court, it's hard to say whether he possesses the heart of an emperor.

What is the most prominent characteristic of emperors?
The most prominent characteristic of emperors is that they are narrow-minded and petty; they can hold grudges for decades over the smallest things.

Many generals and marquises in history died because they overestimated the emperor's magnanimity, and the saying "generals lay down their arms" has remained true for a long time.

Seeing the atmosphere in the room gradually becoming more relaxed, the Jade Emperor revealed a slight smile, then gently clapped his hands:
"I have gathered you all here for no other reason than to share the joy with the people. Please do not be shy, eat and drink as you please."

At this point, the Jade Emperor even waved his hand, and in an instant, many celestial maidens flew across the heavens.

On the cloud bed in front of the many powerful beings, many delicious dishes were also prepared by the fairies.

It's clear that there are really good things on this.

Most of them are rare and exotic fruits that are beneficial to spiritual practice, or that possess various strange and wonderful effects.

Song Feng had been wondering what the dishes on the table were, and whether they contained legendary ingredients like dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

This time, the answer has been revealed.

Song Feng was able to confirm that there was indeed no such thing as dragon liver and phoenix marrow at the Heavenly Court banquet.

But upon closer reflection, this seems to be the case, since the dragon race at this time was incredibly powerful, even among the most powerful races.

A powerful dragon ancestor suppressed the entire clan, coupled with the various strengths of the dragon race.

Under normal circumstances, even the Great Emperor Haotian probably wouldn't be willing to humiliate such an old man so casually. Just as Song Feng's thoughts were swirling, the Dragon Ancestor and Phoenix on the opposite side also looked over, nodding in acknowledgment without saying anything further.

Just after all the dishes were served.

All they saw was a group of fairies flying in, each displaying extraordinary singing and dancing. Many of these fairies were even members of rare and sparsely populated tribes.

It's hard to say whether they're really strong or not, but they certainly have a great show, with various singing and dancing techniques that are truly eye-catching.

Many of these powerful individuals are well-versed in the arts, yet the fact that this song and dance performance could still impress so many strong individuals speaks volumes about its quality.

All I can say is that this guy truly lives up to his reputation.

Seeing the scene gradually come alive, as if the music and dance were about to continue, Song Feng did not hesitate for long.

While watching the song and dance performance in front of him, he picked out the dishes in front of him and observed the crowd with great interest. He was fine with eating and drinking, but he would never ask him to do anything.

The answer is simply that I lack the ability.

However, to Song Feng's surprise, this Heavenly Emperor seemed to be really alright, with singing and dancing performances continuing uninterrupted for hundreds of years.

Moreover, judging from his demeanor, it seems he intends to continue holding this banquet indefinitely.

Seeing the many powerful cultivators who were no longer restrained, Song Feng shook his head helplessly, then transmitted his voice to Senior Brother Xuanmiao:

"Senior Brother, what exactly is the Heavenly Emperor trying to do? Why did he just gather us together without giving any instructions? Could it be that he's really bored and wants to hold a banquet for us?"

Even if this reason were presented to Song Feng, he wouldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that someone at the Hunyuan level would be so bored.

The same senior disciple, Xuanmiao, who was also watching the song and dance with his eyes half-closed as if he were also cultivating, responded softly via telepathy when he heard Song Feng's words:
"This humble Taoist priest has no idea what the Heavenly Emperor is up to. Junior brother, don't be impatient, just wait and see. Perhaps he really wants to feast and have some fun with us?"

Hearing what Senior Brother Xuanmiao said, Song Feng felt somewhat helpless, but he didn't say anything more.

If even Senior Brother Xuanmiao doesn't know, then there are probably very few people who truly know the inside story.

As the direct descendant of Jingming Palace.

As the only seedling in a thousand acres of land.

Even big shots like him don't know the news, so he should just stay put. A thousand or ten thousand years is just the passage of time in front of him, so he doesn't need to care too much.

that's it.

Many powerful beings spent ten thousand years honing their skills in the Lingxiao Palace. This time is neither long nor short. To spend such a long time simply feasting and having fun shows that the quality of their entertainment was indeed quite high.

Finally, just as the banquet was about to end, the Heavenly Emperor, seated in the main seat, addressed the assembled great supernatural beings:
"I thoroughly enjoyed this banquet and look forward to meeting you all again next time."

Seeing the Heavenly Emperor vanish without a trace, the many powerful beings present looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

This banquet was truly a case of starting strong but ending weakly.

Everyone was caught in this trap, and many powerful beings had been feasting in the Lingxiao Palace for ten thousand years.

The moment Song Feng stepped out of the Lingxiao Palace, a strange Daoist aura suddenly emanated from him, and a strange expression appeared on his face:

"The world has changed. The era of unified rule by all races is over. Has it now entered an era of hereditary rule?"

After quickly learning what had happened over the past ten thousand years, Song Feng didn't pay much attention and returned to the cave world with a few steps.

He has already meddled in all the affairs of the world, and since the general trend of the world has already been established, there is no need for him to actively participate.

They returned to the grotto.

Song Feng, by constantly connecting cause and effect, had inadvertently become familiar with many powerful figures during the ten thousand years of banquets.

After cultivating in the cave for some time and refining the Pangu Axe for a while, Song Feng subconsciously rubbed his divine and demonic body lightly:
"Clang!"

The sound of swords and spears clashing suddenly rang out, and then an axe mark suddenly appeared on Song Feng's divine and demonic body, which was originally surrounded by chaotic energy and impervious to all laws.

Looking at the axe mark on his body, Song Feng nodded in satisfaction and gently stroked it to repair the crack.
"It is merely the embryo of a primordial spiritual treasure, yet it can easily injure the true form of a god or demon. This treasure is truly extraordinary. Even before it has reached its full potential, it is still incomparable to ordinary things."

Now, Song Feng and the Pangu Axe are bound by life and death. When cultivating, he can not only achieve enlightenment together with the Pangu Axe, but also sense the Dao in the darkness.

more importantly.

As Song Feng continued his cultivation, the embryonic spiritual treasure of Pangu Mansion seemed to be developing in a more perfect direction.

Just as he finished offering sacrifices to his divine weapons and was contemplating his next move, Song Feng suddenly remembered his seemingly insignificant move:
"Now that ten thousand years have passed, that little guy shouldn't have turned into a pile of dust, right?"

As thoughts raced through his mind, Song Feng connected cause and effect, and in the blink of an eye, he knew exactly what Zhang Yuanyi had done over the past ten thousand years.

"This kid truly lives up to his reputation as a chosen one; even while cultivating in the Great Wilderness, he still encounters countless opportunities."

"Now I am considered to have some skill among the True Immortals, and I can barely be considered a figure among the East Sea Humans, but it would be difficult for me to advance further."

"If he can overcome this hurdle, he might still have a chance to rise again. But if he can't even become a True Saint, it might be difficult for him to continue."

Thinking of this, Song Feng seemed to remember something, took out a bit of spiritual light, and then gently tossed it in the direction of Zhang Yuanyi.

"While I cannot help you comprehend the workings of creation and achieve true sainthood, a little assistance will surely deepen your cultivation among the true immortals."

"This is no longer an era of competition among all things. The several patriarchs have already divided up the Primordial Dao Fruit. It will probably take some time for a True Immortal to become a True Saint."

Even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Just like when the Primordial Dao Fruit appeared in the world, all things in heaven and earth were blessed by the Primordial Dao Fruit, thus greatly advancing their cultivation.

The difficulty of becoming a True Immortal below the True Immortal level has been reduced, and the difficulty of becoming a True Saint from a True Immortal level has also been slightly reduced. This is basically equivalent to seven Primordial Chaos level beings personally teaching them cultivation.

Therefore, during that period, the number of fellow disciples in Youluo Palace who achieved true form was the largest, which can be considered as being in the right place at the right time.

Although the world is still changing, the ideal environment for cultivation, where one can ride the wind and waves, is gone. To become a true saint, one must rely on one's own abilities.

The true saint is still a minor issue.

The gap between those with great supernatural powers is truly even greater. The deeper one's cultivation, the more one can know how vast the world truly is, and how majestic the Primordial Chaos is.

(End of this chapter)