The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 488: Ascending Immortal Platform

Whoosh!
In the desolate area, a figure flew out.

It was almost over, and disciples from various sects gathered in the open space in front of the wasteland.

High in the sky, Chu Xiangtian rode on the Ancestral Dragon, standing majestically in the sky. In the clouds behind him were the figures of other princes and princesses, looming like an illusion. But just their hazy figures and silhouette-like outlines gave people a feeling of peerless genius, noble that one could only look up to.

Everyone was waiting for the time to end, with only the last hour left.

Zhang Xuanyu was transferred out of the wasteland. His robe was covered with cracks, the sleeves were torn, and there were traces of blood on his back. He looked quite embarrassed.

After struggling for two days in the twelfth wasteland, he was almost reaching his limit.

But this challenge is not without benefits. He gained a lot from the exchanges and collisions with primitive immortal arts and other immortal laws. After it is over and he goes into seclusion again, his strength will improve slightly again.

"It's about to end..."

The spirit of the real jade pendant in Zhang Xuanyu's arms helped him keep track of time. At this moment, there was only less than an hour left until the end.

He looked at the huge crowds of people outside, heard the familiar and noisy voices, and felt an indescribable sense of relief as he suddenly returned here from the brink of life and death.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the immortal monument.

His eyes were fixed directly on the tenth position.

Ninety-nine...six?

Zhang Xuanyu was stunned. The trace of ease on his face froze instantly. His eyes widened slightly in disbelief.

He used a secret technique to break a bone buried in his body in exchange for another day. In addition, all the immortal laws cultivated by the sect and inherited by himself were burned up, but he still hasn't climbed back to the tenth level?

Could it be that the top ten are already the territories of the thirteenth wasteland? !
He stared at the ranking blankly, a little dazed, with a sense of decadence and frustration, and a bit of confusion in his heart.

He asked himself, in the twelfth wilderness, being able to reach this level is already close to the limit.

Unless the other party is at the third level of the Immortal King realm.

Except for Tian Hongyi, Xing Lan, Boya Xuejian... Zhang Xuanyu's eyes slowly swept towards the other Tianzong. To climb to the Immortal Lord Realm within three thousand years of soul lifespan is already a rare and unique monster in the world, not to mention reaching the third level of the Immortal Lord Realm, which is almost rare. And in Yanchu, there are actually ten of them?
Nine thousand immortal cities, only one immortal city can give birth to one...

The light in Zhang Xuanyu's eyes dimmed, turned into bitterness, and he lowered his head.

At this time, figures came rushing over.

"Brother!"

"Hanging rain!"

"Junior brother!"

Everyone from the same sect rushed over. Ever since Zhang Xuanyu ventured into the wilderness again, the news had spread throughout the sect. Others were also paying attention to the matter. After all, it concerned the honor and disgrace of the entire sect.

At this moment, several elders among them raised their heads and looked towards the immortal tablet, but saw that Zhang Xuanyu's rank had not changed.

Two days have passed and he has not recovered his position. It can be seen that ranking tenth is a bit beyond imagination!
"Xuanyu, don't think too much, you have tried your best!"

Beside her, Master Xinyu, who was as beautiful and gentle as a beautiful woman and had a hazy fairy power all over her body, spoke softly, but there was a trace of reluctance and regret in her eyes.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in being angry or resentful, you can only accept it.

"I want to see who the tenth one is. I know all the other evildoers from the Tianer Sect, but their rankings don't seem to be among them."

"Unless they have someone else hiding who wants to challenge the Tianyi Sect's position? Humph!"

"It will be over in one hour. His Majesty will come by then and reveal everything. Let me see who it is!"

The other elders all had cold eyes. There was only a difference of one position, but the results were different.

If Zhang Xuanyu could also rank among the top ten, then the sect would have produced two top ten monsters, and would definitely be famous throughout the entire Yanchu Nine Thousand Immortal City!

Even the high and mighty royal family had to lower their heads and gaze at him.

"Let's go, let's go back first."

Cui Yuesheng said, turning around and leading his disciples back.

On the giant sword, Lin Qingying, dressed in green, stood on the edge, seeing the disciples gathered there, she knew that Senior Brother Zhang was also an extremely scary person, but now that he had come out, and his ranking on the immortal monument had not changed, an imperceptible smile emerged on the corner of her mouth, and the tense heart slowly relaxed.

Then, she turned her gaze to the Great Dream Nine Abyss and saw the crowd surrounding it, with some slight noise and cheers. A smile appeared in her clear eyes.

The boy always brought her surprises, like a bright pearl, dazzling and shining.

"It's a pity for Xuanyu. If his water source could be half as good as Boya Xuejian's, he could at least easily enter the tenth place."

At this time, a steady voice came down, and Tian Hongyi, who was dressed in a snow-white coat, came behind Lin Qingying at some point and spoke calmly.

Lin Qingying withdrew her eyes and looked towards the direction of Zhuyu Pavilion.

What I hear most often these days is that my master and many fellow disciples are talking about this name. This is a chaotic creature with extraordinary talent. Even the royal family has been suppressed.

She shook her head slightly, without responding or asking any questions.

Tian Hongyi saw that the woman seemed to have no interest in what he said, and he couldn't help but frowned slightly and said:
"Seven years later, with your rate of improvement, you will have a chance to become famous in the Southern Region Battle. Sooner or later, you will come into contact with Boya Xuejian and squeeze into our circle. Don't you have any curiosity at all?"

Lin Qingying looked into the distance and said calmly:
"Why are you curious?"

Tian Hongyi was slightly startled and said, "As a cultivator, all we want is to reach the top, and now we are standing on the top of the mountain."

"The top of the mountain..."

Lin Qingying's eyes wavered slightly, and she glanced at a certain place. Seeing the increasingly restless cheering and jumping for joy there, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:
“Some people climb mountains desperately, while others jump off the top. Someone will let me see the scenery you want to see.”

"Who?"

Tian Hongyi's eyes turned cold and he asked immediately.

Feeling the air around her suddenly freeze, the smile and tenderness in Lin Qingying's eyes suddenly faded. She frowned slightly, turned her head and stared at the most dazzling young man in Wanshan Sword Tower beside her, and said:

"I was just saying it casually. When you actually see the mountain top you mentioned, you might find it's not a big deal. Ordinary people... can still live without reaching the top!"

"Your attitude towards cultivation is too negative!"

Tian Hongyi couldn't help but say.

Lin Qingying turned around and left, returning to her own place of practice without speaking to the other party again.

"Humph, you talk easy, but you practice harder than anyone else!"

Tian Hongyi looked at Lin Qingying who was leaving with a gloomy expression.

He had noticed the other person. He had been in the sect for a very short time, but he practiced very hard and was extremely diligent. He thought that he was just like himself, eager to reach the top and see the world. In this way, he might have a chance to become his Taoist partner and accompany him on this journey.

But he didn't expect that the other party would be so distant from him, which made him a little angry.

……

"That Xuanyu failed!"

"He's still in eleventh place!"

"It's almost over. It's too late now. Haotian is really going to be the tenth!"

At the Great Dream Nine Abysses, shrouded in the barrier realm, all the disciples were extremely excited, especially the Jianyuan disciples, including Gu Yan, Yue Xi and others, who had mixed feelings but were also happy.

"You're amazing, little brat! Zhang Xuanyu has been in there for two days and he still hasn't surpassed you!"

Li Tiemu was so excited that he kept punching Li Hao's shoulders, wishing he could hold Li Hao in his arms and kiss him. Li Hao saw the old man was so excited that he quickly pushed him to avoid his saliva splashing on his face.

"If I stay for three days and he stays for two, that won't work unless he breaks through the fog wall."

Li Hao said.

"You'll stay three days?"

Li Tiemu stared, and then couldn't help asking: "You spent the previous three days in the twelfth wasteland?"

"if not."

"I thought you... OK, you little brat, you didn't even explain clearly, and you made us so nervous and worried about each other for the past two days. You must have been laughing at me!"

Li Tiemu was immediately furious, but also surprised. He was almost driven to extreme ecstasy by this kid.

"You didn't ask. Besides, if I don't stay in the Twelve Wastelands, where else can I stay?"

Li Hao also looked innocent.

Li Tiemu rolled his eyes and glanced at other places on the Immortal Monument. Except for the occasional change in ranking for the top 900 people, other places were basically quiet.

Almost everyone was waiting outside the monument to watch the excitement as the event drew to a close.

"There shouldn't be any suspense. The people behind you haven't made it in yet. There's no movement from the royal family either, unless someone suddenly comes from the back and kills his way to number ten like you did."

Li Tiemu said, unable to conceal his excitement in his voice.

Zhou Qingyun and the old woman both looked at Li Hao in amazement. Who could have thought that the disciple that old man Li brought back to the sect three or four years ago could actually achieve such a high rank in the entire Yanchu Immortal Dynasty!

Top ten, these are the top ten in the Nine Thousand Immortal Cities!

A fairy city is not an ordinary city. Its area is comparable to that of hundreds of dynasties. It has a vast territory and more than hundreds of millions of people.

There are countless geniuses and evildoers among them, but the one who can stand out among the Nine Thousand Immortal Cities shows that they have cultivated to the extreme in each realm.

"The True Immortal Realm has such strength, Old Man Li, how many Flower Immortal Seals does your disciple have?"

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but ask.

Being able to suppress Zhang Xuanyu with the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm and rush to the tenth level is not easy.

"How many flower fairy seals?"

Li Tiemu was stunned and couldn't help but turn to look at Li Hao. Only then did he realize that he had never seen Li Hao's immortal seal.

"You kid, could it be the Six Flower Immortal Seal?"

Li Tiemu couldn't help but ask.

Next to him, Gu Yan's eyes moved slightly, but a gleam of light appeared in his eyes as he stared at Li Hao.

Yuexi and Murong Qingwu looked at Li Hao in surprise. Six Flower Immortal Seal?
Li Hao did not answer, but just smiled without saying anything.

"Mysterious, you little brat!"

Seeing Li Hao like this, Li Tiemu rolled his eyes at him in annoyance, but he didn't really blame him. After all, it was not the time for the battle in the Southern Region yet, and it would be better if he could hide more cards.

"Six Flower Immortal Seal, even if I go to the Heavenly Palace to become a disciple of the Supreme, I can still obtain the status of a formal disciple, right?"

The old woman couldn't help but whisper, looking at Li Hao as if he were a treasure.

Her disciple Lin Mingrong was a little dazed. She had the Three Flower Immortal Seal, was a rare talent among men, and an unrivalled genius. Her master once said that she could become a disciple of the Supreme Immortal Emperor.

Time flows quietly.

Cheers broke out from time to time in other immortal sects.

At the last moment, someone jumped into the top thousand and won the admission ticket, and the whole sect cheered and danced for him.

Soon, an hour passed.

Along with a long dragon roar in the sky, a violent gong vibration sound was heard in the sky, covering up all the discussions and disappearing in an instant.

"The test is over!"

Chu Xiangtian spoke calmly, but his cold voice spread throughout the room.

His realm has reached perfection in the realm of Immortal Lord, and except for the overlord in the realm of Immortal King, almost no one can contend with him.

Even Tianzong elders such as Li Tiemu, who were at the same level, were no match for this royal prodigy.

"Please ask the Marshal for help and invite all the disciples in the wilderness to come out!"

Chu Xiangtian suddenly turned around and bowed towards the wilderness with an extremely humble attitude.

"marshal."

"Which marshal?"

"Nonsense, the only marshal in the whole of Yanchu who can make Chu Xiangtian so respectful is the Grand Marshal!"

Outside the wilderness, the disciples and elders of various sects were all astonished. They could not help but look into the depths of the wilderness, but they saw nothing.

Li Hao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that General Shangguan was still in this desolate area.

In this case, wouldn't my previous performance be seen by him and that old man Yuan?
While Li Hao was thinking, a strong immortal power suddenly vibrated from the depths of the wilderness, like a wave that swept across the wilderness, from more than thirty floors deep to the outer edge.

The few disciples who were still struggling in the wilderness were all pushed out.

"Thank you Marshal."

A gleam of light flashed in Chu Xiangtian's eyes, and he bowed again and spoke in a gentle voice.

Behind him, a dozen or so figures as hazy as clouds and mist all changed their expressions, and hurriedly bowed towards the depths of the wilderness, paying their respects to the Marshal of the Nation in unison.

At the same time, they cast angry glances at Chu Xiangtian. The other party knew that the Marshal was here, but did not tell them earlier.

Even though they are princes, only one can inherit the throne. The rest are just his descendants to the emperor.

And the only thing needed to do to have an offspring was to recruit a concubine, but there had only been one Grand Marshal to protect the country in 70,000 years!
They are very clear about the status of the two and which one is more important.

Those who are not sober don’t even have the chance to come to this ancient fairyland, as they have been submerged long ago.

"Please sendai!"

Chu Xiangtian immediately turned around and spoke loudly.

As his words spread throughout the venue, clouds suddenly rolled up in the sky above the outer edge of the red wasteland, and then a high platform as dark as the abyss slowly descended from the depths of the clouds.

The high platform seemed to be cast from molten iron, with bronze stone pillars on top, exuding an ancient and wild atmosphere.

Everyone below looked up with shock in their eyes, feeling that this immortal platform was an extremely powerful top-level weapon, and even had some imperial power!

As the clouds and mist cleared, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were beginning to emerge from chaos. The immortal platform slowly descended in the steaming and boiling clouds and hovered in front of the immortal monument.

"Now, please invite the geniuses within the 1,000th place on the Immortal Monument to come on stage!"

Chu Xiangtian controlled the eight ancestral dragons, flew high into the sky above the immortal platform, and spoke loudly to the heaven and earth.

The sound was rumbling and shook thousands of miles like thunder.

(End of this chapter)