The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 43: Questioning the Holy Lands

The grand ancient lapis lazuli pagoda is suspended in the cave.

It has returned to its original size of a hundred feet. Its surface, plated with feathered blue gold, shows countless densely packed, tiny and invisible patterns of heaven and earth. Ancient and unrecognizable prayers can be heard in the void, and the aura of a quasi-emperor is faintly reviving in the majestic holy power.

"Oh my God, what happened? The Supreme Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect was beaten to death?!" someone exclaimed.

"Holy power! Holy power! This is a revived holy weapon." Someone murmured, looking at the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda in disbelief.

"The supreme elder of an ancient sect has died, and this land is about to fall into chaos again." Some people lamented that in recent years, there have been frequent major changes, which is really disturbing.

"Who are you to kill the Grand Elder of my sect?"

The faces of the few people who survived the Yin-Yang Sect were filled with shock, fear and grief. They could not believe that someone could actually kill the supreme elder of an ancient sect in public.

This was also the thought of the other survivors. They looked at Ning Qingyi under the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda with disbelief in their eyes.

"Oh, so amazing? Is there an imperial weapon? Or a contemporary saint?"

Ning Qingyi's casual words were heard from high in the sky.

The people below all had dazed expressions.

The Yin-Yang Sect has an extremely ancient heritage, dating back to the beginning of mankind. It imitates the laws of nature and is powerful and terrifying. Although it has never produced a great emperor or a supreme holy soldier, its branches are spread all over the world, and it also has influence in the Eastern Wilderness.

"You lunatic! You lunatic! How dare you show such disrespect to our sect?" The remaining Yin-Yang Sect masters laughed angrily. "You think you can defeat us with just a magic weapon? Our sect also has sacred weapons!"

He was a master of the Five Transformations of the Dragon, and was also the direct disciple of the Supreme Elder who had just been beaten to death. At this moment, he was mad with hatred.

His wheel sea glowed, and a mirror flew out. The front was as white as jade, and the back was as black as ink. It rushed into the sky with a whoosh.

"boom!"

This ancient mirror rushed to a high altitude and instantly exploded. The black back swallowed the snow-white front and turned into a black hole, which actually imprisoned the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda for a short time.

"Yin Yang Mirror!" People in the distance exclaimed. This is a strange weapon and is also very famous in the Eastern Wilderness.

"It's just a replica, but its power is strong enough to affect the holy soldiers for a few moments." Someone from other holy land families in Tianyu made such an evaluation.

The dragon-transforming master of the Yin-Yang Sect seized this brief opportunity, and a large bell flew out from the sea of ​​wheels, surrounded by a misty purple aura and filled with murderous intent.

"Go to hell!"

The bell vibrated, emitting a tremendous sound, sending out a pitch-black, terrifying sound wave, like a world-destroying tidal wave. Furthermore, a ferocious beast flew out from the bell wall, with a dragon head and a lion body, swallowing up the sun and the moon. Its murderous intent was enough to make the Lunhai monks below feel shattered.

Ning Qing glanced at the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda above his head, and looked at the people around him who were looking at him, knowing that they were testing him.

That being the case...

Ning Qing rushed down, his whole body shining brightly, and with the sound of jade and gold, he threw out three Namo Fists.

The first punch destroyed the dragon and lion beasts, wiped out Zhong Bo, and restored clarity to the sky.

The second punch shattered the purple bell, and the Dragon Transformation Master was struck by lightning, and his breath suddenly became unstable.

The third punch shattered the five energies in his chest, and golden divine light filled his entire body, exploding into a bloody mist.

"It seems it's really useless."

Ning Qingyi's comment left everyone in the cave speechless. What had they witnessed? A Four-Pole cultivator killing a great elder from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm with just three punches?
The young man in front of him was at least a peerless genius above the sixth level!

Upon realizing this, Saint Yaoguang's eyes shone brightly, as if he was trying to see through something. Ji Haoyue, the Divine King of the Ji family, ignited his fighting spirit, eager to give it a try. The other Saint Sons and Saint Daughters, as well as the young heroes of the aristocratic family holy lands, also showed expressions of fear or surprise.

Ning Qingyi looked at the few remaining Yin-Yang Sect disciples. They were all very young, and the highest level of cultivation was only the Great Perfection of Dao Palace.

"The last person who contradicted what I said died. What do you say?"

The remaining disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect showed expressions of horror. They looked at the Taoist Palace disciple with the highest cultivation level, and obviously regarded him as their leader.

"You scoundrel!" The Dao Palace-level disciple's voice was filled with anger and fear, and he shouted loudly to the sky: "Seniors, please take charge and capture him. Our sect will definitely reward you handsomely!"

This made everyone in the field turn their attention to other holy places and noble families.

Ning Qingyi also glanced around and spoke first, "Okay, I was just about to ask you, what exactly do you want to do?"

The ancient sapphire pagoda turned slightly, and the people who had been protected by it were released. Compared with three years ago, they had regained their original appearance and no longer looked like old people. It was obvious that they had made great progress in their cultivation.

Ye Fan quickly supported Pang Bo and shouted, "Pang Bo, are you okay?"

Pangbo was also a little excited and said, "Ye Zi, run quickly, they are here to catch you!"

"It's okay, they can't do anything to us. But you should tell me what happened?" Ye Fan asked him with some confusion.

"It's our fault," Zhou Yi said, apologetically. "Not long ago, people from the Yaoguang Holy Land came to Dongtian. I accompanied them to gaze at the Desolate Ancient Holy Land, and accidentally let it slip that we could see the Heavenly Palace. So, we were exposed."

Liu Yiyi and Zhang Ziling also felt a little guilty, and obviously they had said it out loud at the beginning.

It is rumored that there are ruins of an ancient heavenly palace in the ancient forbidden land, but only those who have entered and exited the forbidden land can see it. No one else can see it. This secret is also circulated in many major sects.

Wang Ziwen also said: "Under their repeated questioning, we revealed our origins and were imprisoned. They suspected that we had obtained the holy fruit in the forbidden area."

Anger was also in Pang Bo's eyes. "I thought the Yaoguang Holy Land we were going to was a good place, but I didn't expect them to bully us and force us to come, and even asked us to send a letter to trick Xiao Ye into coming here!"

"I've harmed you." Ye Fan sighed upon hearing this. In the past, he and Ning Qingyi had exploited the ancient forbidden land's bounty, building a first-class foundation for their own cultivation. Now, it had become a fatal disaster. It could be said that every sip and bite was destined by fate. "Heavenly materials and earthly treasures can only be obtained by those with virtue. Furthermore, Pang Bo and the others' rapid cultivation is also related to your secret administration of the holy fruit to them. This one incident doesn't constitute a culprit." Ning Qingyi stood before the crowd, observing the gradually gathering of people from the holy lands and aristocratic families and spoke leisurely.

Everyone looked at his back. Although they hadn't seen him for three years, they still felt a sense of familiarity. After all, they came from the same hometown, and he was already a cultivator when he came. It was hard to imagine what kind of background he had.

"Ning Qingyi, is that you?" Lin Jia asked in disbelief.

"It's me, long time no see."

Ning Qingyi didn't turn around. He looked at the person opposite him and said as if he was chatting casually, "You guessed right. I have picked all the holy fruits in the ancient forbidden land."

"It's actually true. Someone really picked it out." The big shot of Yaoguang spoke. He was frighteningly old, and his face was full of wrinkles, showing his old age.

"In this ancient forbidden land, someone actually came out alive again..." The eyes of the Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land were half surprised and half fearful.

"It's actually been completely harvested! Boy, if you know what's good for you, hand over the Holy Fruit quickly." The Supreme of the Purple Mansion Holy Land was filled with ecstasy. He was already too old, and his death would come in the next year or two. With the world undergoing such a dramatic change, if he had the Holy Fruit, he would surely be able to continue his path!
The next moment, Ning Qingyi looked at him with eyes that looked at a dead man: "I thought that killing the Yin-Yang Sect members would make you more clear-headed, but it seems that you still think that your own death is not fast enough?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient sapphire pagoda above his head turned slightly, and the holy power began to spread again, obviously preparing to kill another supreme elder.

The face of the Supreme of Zifu Holy Land suddenly changed. He burned his divine power and a huge tripod flew above his head, emitting a terrifying aura. This was also a replica of a holy weapon. If it was blasted with all its strength, it might be able to block the bombardment of the ancient lapis lazuli tower.

"Senior, and fellow Taoist, please stop." At this moment, a woman came out.

The Holy Maiden of Yao Chi is shrouded in mist and her true appearance cannot be seen clearly, but the more so, the more people want to see her fairy face.

She has a beautiful figure and a charming hazy feeling. Her voice is gentle and beautiful, like the sound of nature, enough to touch people's heartstrings.

"It's her, the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi..." Wang Ziwen's voice was very soft.

"So it's Yao Chi. It has some connection with my path of seeking." Ning Qingyi stopped and asked, "I'm surprised. Yao Chi Holy Land has always been a very upright place. I didn't expect it to be involved in this kind of coercion and treasure-stealing operation. What's going on?"

"Brother Dao, you have misunderstood. I, Yao Chi, do not want to seize the holy fruit. It's just that Beidou has been undergoing frequent strange changes recently, so I came here to take a look." The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi said calmly.

Behind Ning Qingyi, Liu Yiyi also whispered, "Ning, Ning Qingyi, it was this sister who spoke up in the hall just now, otherwise several of us might have died."

Zhou Yi also said, "That's right, other noble families and holy places are threatening us. Even the Yin-Yang Sect wants to kill us to make the elixir and verify something."

"It seems that Yaochi is still Yaochi, and it hasn't changed. Since you don't want to take the treasure, then you don't have to participate in what's coming next." Ning Qingyi said: "The Ji family, descendants of the Void Emperor, don't you think it's a disgrace to your ancestors to get involved in such a thing?"

Ning Qingyi glanced at the Ji family. There were about ten of them, and the leader was also an elderly man. Hearing Ning Qingyi's words, the Ji family's expressions changed.

"You ignorant boy, how can you comment on the emperor?" someone from the Ji family shouted angrily.

"The Void Emperor has fought for all the spirits of the universe his entire life, so I naturally have great respect for him." Ning Qing glanced at everyone, his eyes filled with a hint of disdain: "But you? Instead of protecting the former glory of the Emperor, you actually participated in such petty theft. You are simply smearing him!"

Everyone in the Ji family was angered by his words, and many of them were hit on the spot and became furious.

"If you still have any sense of shame, go home immediately."

Upon hearing this, the Ji family's Grand Elder snorted coldly but said nothing more.

Ning Qingyi turned to look at Yaoguang, Zifu, and Daoyi, and said calmly: "It's your turn now. You bullied the weak and killed people to steal treasures. Give me an explanation, otherwise you will die here."

Everyone who heard this changed color.

The person from the Dragon Transformation Realm of the Yaoguang Holy Land who had previously attacked Ye Fan sneered and said, "What an arrogant tone! A Four-Polarity cultivator holding a Saint Weapon thinks he can do whatever he wants?! I, Yaoguang, have an Emperor Weapon."

Ning Qingyi ignored it and responded to this sentence with practical actions.

Inside the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda, the sea of ​​divine origin began to burn, and this terrifying holy weapon began to fully revive.

The heaven and earth trembled, and myriad sounds resounded. A figure vaguely emerged. It was the figure of the ancient Tianzun who forged weapons in the past. Although it was hazy and unclear, he had the supreme spirit to swallow up the world and suppress the nine heavens and ten earths.

Everyone was trembling. They had no doubt that with one blow, the entire Yuding Cave Heaven would be destroyed, and even the area of ​​Yan State would be sunk!
"Crazy, crazy! This is a lunatic!" The middle-aged man from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm was furious. He never expected that this man would dare to fully revive the holy weapon after a disagreement, and he could really do it!
According to common sense, it is very difficult to fully revive a holy weapon. It either requires a huge amount of energy or a person with extremely high cultivation level. It is really beyond comprehension that a four-pole cultivator can be revived.

"I give face to Yao Chi and the Ji family out of respect. You? Not to mention the masters at the quasi-emperor level, even a holy land that doesn't have a saint in the world dares to provoke me at will... Am I giving you too much face?!" Ning Qingyi spoke in a calm tone with extremely arrogant words.

Ye Fan and the others were stunned by what they heard, and felt that this fellow villager was extremely arrogant.

The people from the holy places and aristocratic families were also dumbfounded. What kind of person was this? He called him a quasi-emperor when he opened his mouth and a saint when he closed his mouth. It seemed that if there were no masters of this level, they would be just third-rate forces.

Saint Yaoguang suddenly said, "I heard that Brother Dao came to the Ancient Star of Beidou with them three years ago, following the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin. I wonder which holy place he is the heir of?"

"Are you asking about my background?" Ning Qing glanced at Saint Yaoguang and said, "Saint Yaoguang? Not bad, very good. Although you're trying to hide your cultivation, I can tell that you've reached the Four Greatest Realms. The Dao and Heavenly Sound resonate within you, echoing with the myriad Daos. Which volume of the Imperial Scripture are you cultivating?"

The pupils of the Holy Son Yaoguang shrank, and everyone else was also in disbelief.

"Emperor Scripture? Isn't it the Yaoguang Scripture that the Holy Son of Yaoguang cultivates?!"

"Impossible! I've never heard of Yaoguang Holy Land possessing a legacy of this level!"

"Could it be the inheritance of Saint Yaoguang himself..."

Yaoguang Saint Son looked at him and said, "Brother Dao, you are joking. I am not practicing the Emperor's Scripture."

Ning Qing sneered and said, "The Green Emperor has been practicing for ten thousand years. Who in the entire universe who aspires to become an emperor hasn't obtained three or two great emperor inheritances? You're hiding it, is there something wrong with the emperor scripture you're practicing?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made the Five Elements Mountain Seal.

As the five-colored air flowed, the towering mountains fell directly, obviously wanting to verify his guess with actual actions!

(End of this chapter)