Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 103 The Four Great Scriptures, Legends of a Hundred Dynasties

The Eastern Xuan Domain is a vast land that bears countless legends. From ancient times to the present, it has given birth to many earth-shattering giants, whose power has shaken the ages and whose fame still awes the world even after thousands of years.

On this land, dynasties shone like stars, rising and falling every day, with endless competition enveloping every inch of the land.

Above those countless dynasties, the true rulers of this land were the colossal entities known as the super sects. They stood above all dynasties, possessing a profound heritage originating from ancient times.

The eight super sects, led by Yuanmen, are the most powerful among them. They are the true rulers of this land, and each of them possesses enough power to destroy any super dynasty in an instant.

Of course, in this land full of strife, even the super sects cannot remain completely detached from worldly affairs. In addition to the eight major super sects, there are other super sects scattered throughout the Eastern Xuan Region. Although their strength is somewhat inferior, they are by no means insignificant.

However, the current situation in the Eastern Xuan Region is still firmly controlled by the eight super sects.

In the southwestern region of the Eastern Xuan Domain, there is a vast mountain range spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, shrouded in clouds and mist year-round, mysterious and unpredictable—this is where the Dao Sect is located.

Tao domain.

Deep within the Dao Domain, the swirling clouds and mist were clearly separated, with countless colossal mountains, each tens of thousands of feet high, clustered together. Beneath these mountains, cities appeared and disappeared amidst the clouds and mist, resembling a true kingdom from afar.

Deep within the mountains, a massive light barrier, tens of thousands of feet high, descended from the sky like a giant bowl, enveloping a region within it.

Within the protective barrier, ancient and weathered palaces stood majestically. Beneath the vast sky, the sound of wind breaking echoed as countless figures moved about like ants. An indescribable, ancient, and boundless aura soared into the heavens.

hum!

The sky outside the light shield suddenly distorted, and a large amount of light condensed into a huge teleportation array.

Two figures slowly emerged from within the formation.

It was precisely the enlightenment and the Blue River.

Wu Dao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast sect before him, a relieved smile appearing on his aged face. He turned to look at Lan He, his tone tinged with emotion: "Boy, we've arrived."

"This is the Dao Sect."

Lan He looked up at the enormous light shield that seemed to cover the entire sky, and then at the towering mountain within the shield. He was deeply shocked.

Although he had already explored the ruins of the four great demonic sects, ruins are ultimately just ruins, and they are worlds apart from the super sects in their true heyday.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Dao stroked his beard and smiled, then raised his hand and cast a hand seal.

hum!

On that massive light shield, light flowed, and a light gate slowly condensed.

"Let's go, I'll take you inside to have a look," Wu Dao said, stepping into the portal first.

Lan He took a deep breath and followed closely behind.

The moment he stepped through the portal, a dense, almost viscous, surge of primordial energy rushed towards him, causing Lan He to shudder as if he were immersed in an ocean of energy. The feeling was like rain after a long drought, every inch of his skin greedily breathing it in.

Wu Dao stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing his appearance, he smiled and explained, "Our Dao Sect has used the Zhou Tian Star Array to forcibly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles into the sect for the disciples to cultivate. This array has been passed down since ancient times and has been in operation for countless years."

Upon hearing this, Lan He nodded with a hint of envy.

Although their Immortal Dynasty also had similar Yuan-gathering formations, compared to the grand scale of the Dao Sect, they were like a small witch seeing a great witch.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles converges here, day and night, year after year, accumulating—

It's easy to imagine how quickly one's cultivation progresses when nurtured in such a super sect from a young age.

Just then, a dozen or so streaks of rainbow light suddenly streaked across the distant sky and landed in front of them in an instant, transforming into a dozen or so figures dressed in dark red robes.

The leader stepped forward, his gaze first sweeping over Lan He before landing on Wu Dao. He respectfully clasped his hands in a salute: "Vice Hall Master Wu Dao, what brings you back?"

Wu Dao stroked his beard and chuckled, "What, do I have to report to you all just to return to my own sect?"

The man quickly waved his hand, "No, no, it's just that there are still six months until the end of the Hundred Dynasties War, and we were a little surprised by your sudden return."

Wu Dao nodded and pointed to Lan He beside him: "I have returned this time to bring back our Hundred Dynasties War champions. I have already consulted with the sect leader."

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so patrolling disciples all focused their attention on Lan He, who was behind Wu Dao, and a strange expression appeared on their faces.

The group exchanged quick glances, and then a barely perceptible whisper circulated among them: "Is he the champion of a hundred dynasties?"

"The legendary butcher Lan He? He actually joined our Dao Sect?"

"That ruthless man who brought down three super dynasties?"

"He doesn't look as fierce as the rumors say—"

"Rumors say he's a ruthless killer, so why does he seem so refined?"

"Don't judge a book by its cover; the more someone is like this, the more dangerous they are."

Wu Dao glanced at them, coughed lightly, and the patrolling disciples immediately fell silent, stood up straight, and dared not say another word.

Lan He's expression remained unchanged; he merely raised an eyebrow slightly.

With his condensed primordial spirit perception, he could naturally detect the whispers of these patrolling disciples. Although they were all at the Seventh Stage of Nirvana, under the discerning eye of his primordial spirit, such whispers were no different from face-to-face conversations.

Wu Dao shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything more. He just turned to Lan He and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to see the sect leader."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve, and a gentle force enveloped Lan He. The two transformed into two streaks of light and sped towards the depths of the Dao Sect.

Wu Dao led Lan He straight towards the depths of the Dao Sect.

The territory of the Dao Sect is extremely vast, with rolling mountains and swirling clouds and mist. Disciples often fly through the air, making it a complete "kingdom" with a terrifying foundation.

After flying for more than ten minutes, the lush forest finally came to an end. A magnificent, towering peak stood majestically in their view, piercing the clouds.

"That is Dao Peak, the residence of the Sect Leader. All important matters of the sect are decided here." Wu Dao looked at the mountain peak, his tone filled with respect.

Lan He nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the mountain peak. Even without using his spiritual senses, his intuition alone allowed him to clearly sense the extremely dangerous presence lurking deep within that mountain.

That unfathomable aura instinctively instilled fear in people.

As they approached the mountain peak, Lan He caught a glimpse of two elderly men in grey robes sitting cross-legged on a protruding rock face on the steep cliff. They showed no signs of Yuan energy fluctuations and looked like ordinary old men.

But his pace of enlightenment slowed down, and his expression became more respectful.

The two gray-robed elders raised their heads, their cloudy gazes sweeping over Wu Dao before finally settling on Lan He.

In that instant, Lan He felt a chill run down his spine, and the circulation of his internal energy slowed down. It was as if he had been thoroughly examined from the inside out.

Fortunately, the gaze lasted only a moment. A gentle smile, though aged, appeared on the stiff faces of the two old men.

"This must be Lan He? Not bad, lad. Let's go up there, the sect leader is waiting."

Wu Dao bowed respectfully before leading Lan He to continue ascending.

Through the clouds, a white jade platform appeared before them. The two landed on the platform.

Above the platform stood a magnificent hall. The hall doors were wide open, and figures could be vaguely seen inside.

Wu Dao led Lan He into the hall. It was a spacious council hall, and in the center of the hall, several figures were already seated, each exuding an unfathomable aura of power.

At the head of the table sat a figure cross-legged. He wore simple, well-fitting white robes and cloth shoes, and appeared to be around thirty or forty years old. His face was as warm as jade, and his gentle, refined demeanor was like a spring breeze. Judging from his current appearance, he must have been quite handsome in his youth.

The head of the Daoist sect is Ying Xuanzi.

On either side of him sat four figures, who were the hall masters of the four halls of the Dao Sect.

On the left, at the head of the table, stood a burly middle-aged man, clad in a black robe, exuding an imposing aura. His eyes, as he scanned the room, subtly revealed hidden lightning; his every move seemed to distort the very space around him. This man was none other than Qi Lei, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace.

Seated next to him were Xia Yan, the Lord of the Earth Palace, and Zhu Shan, the Lord of the Flood Palace. Both men possessed restrained auras, yet their depths were equally unfathomable.

At the far right was an elderly man in a white robe with white hair and beard. He looked very old, but only the occasional glint of sharpness in his eyes revealed that he was no ordinary person. He was Chen Zhen, the Lord of the Desolate Palace, who belonged to the same palace as Wu Dao.

Wu Dao stepped forward and bowed towards the main seat: "Sect Leader, the person has been brought."

On the main seat, Ying Xuanzi slowly opened his slightly closed eyes. His eyes seemed to contain the sun and moon, deep and vast.

He looked at Lan He, a gentle smile appearing on his lips. That smile was like the vast universe, as if any panicked heart would gradually calm down under its influence.

"So you are Lan He?"

Upon hearing this, Lan He bowed respectfully and calmly, saying, "Junior Lan He greets the Sect Leader."

Ying Xuanzi smiled slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping over him. After a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in those deep eyes.

"what?"

He raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes. Turning to the four hall masters on either side, he chuckled, "Take a look and see what's so special about this little fellow?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Lei, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, glanced at Lan He with lightning speed. After a moment, his expression changed, and he looked at Ying Xuanzi with suspicion and uncertainty: "Sect Leader, within him—is that a primordial spirit?"

Ying Xuanzi nodded slightly, his smile deepening: "Not bad. At the Seventh Nirvana Realm, you have already condensed your primordial spirit."

Upon hearing this, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Xia Yan, the Palace Master of the Earth Palace, suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Seventh-level Nirvana Realm cultivator condensing a primordial spirit? How is this possible?"

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Hongdian Palace Master Zhu Shan was also moved, staring intently at Lan He as if trying to see through him: "What ordinary cultivators can only achieve at the Life Profound Realm, he actually accomplished a whole major realm ahead of time?"

"Doesn't that mean that once this child cultivates to the peak of the Nirvana Realm, breaking through to the Life Profound Realm will be a natural progression?"

On the aged face of the Desolate Palace Master Chen Zhen, a glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes. He stroked his beard and nodded slightly, saying, "It is indeed a primordial spirit, and its foundation is solid. The level of refinement of this primordial spirit is no less than that of an ordinary Shengxuan Realm cultivator."

Ying Xuanzi nodded slightly, his gaze towards Lan He filled with even greater admiration: "As expected of the champion of a hundred dynasties, truly extraordinary."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qi Lei, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, stood up and declared loudly, "Sect Leader, this lad is destined for our Heavenly Palace! I observe that his imposing aura is perfectly suited to our Heavenly Palace's Emperor's Scripture!"

Not to be outdone, Xia Yan, the Lord of the Earth Palace, also stood up and said, "Qi Lei, you're wrong. Young friend Lan He has a calm demeanor and a solid foundation; he's clearly more suited to my Earth Palace's Earth Emperor Scripture!"

Hongdian Master Zhu Shan slowly spoke up: "What are you arguing about? In my opinion, this boy has abundant Yuan energy within him, so coming to my Hongdian is the right thing for him."

The three of them started arguing and fighting over the person right there in the hall.

Wu Dao stood aside, dumbfounded. Although he knew that Lan He had broken through to the Seventh Nirvana Realm in the Taotie Sect's porcelain ruins, he never expected that this kid would actually condense his primordial spirit!

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask what he was going to do, but then he saw that the Palace Master of the Desolate Palace, Chen Zhenfu, had already stood up shakily.

The old man in white robes, leaning on his cane, slowly walked forward a few steps. A forced smile appeared on his aged face as he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Ying Xuanzi: "Sect Leader, I have been in charge of the Desolate Hall for many years. Even if I haven't achieved great merit, I have certainly worked hard. Over the years, the Desolate Hall has lacked any promising talents, and I'm starting to lose face. Today, we've finally encountered such a fine prospect; Sect Leader, you mustn't show favoritism!"

He even glanced back at Qi Leike, his cloudy old eyes clearly conveying the message, "Don't try to take it from me."

Seeing the Fourth Palace Master's behavior, Ying Xuanzi shook his head helplessly and waved his hand, saying, "Sit down, what kind of manners are these?"

Upon hearing this, the Palace Master of the Four Blades awkwardly sat back down, his gaze still occasionally drifting towards Lan He.

Ying Xuanzi turned to Lan He and explained gently, "Little fellow, to join my Dao Sect, you must first join one of the Four Halls for cultivation. This is the tradition of my Dao Sect. Each of the Four Halls holds a unique scripture, which I will introduce to you one by one."

He pointed to the burly, imposing middle-aged man standing to the left: "This is Qi Lei, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace. The Heavenly Palace governs the Heavenly Scripture," a scripture whose techniques are fierce and domineering, excelling in offensive combat. Upon mastery, a single strike possesses the power of thunder and lightning; few can withstand its might in a contest.

Upon hearing this, Qi Lei puffed out his chest and stared intently at Lan He.

Ying Xuanzi then pointed to the composed-looking disciple sitting next to Qi Lei: "This disciple is Xia Yan, the Lord of the Earth Palace. The Earth Palace governs the Earthly Scripture," a scripture renowned for its defensive capabilities, considered the best among the four palaces. Those who cultivate this scripture possess the most solid foundation, as stable as Mount Tai, extremely difficult to shake.

Xia Yan nodded slightly, his gaze towards Lan He filled with admiration.

Then, Ying Xuanzi pointed to the one with the powerful aura on Xia Yan's body: "This one is Zhu Shan, the Lord of Hong Palace. Hong Palace is in charge of the Hong Scripture," which emphasizes the abundance and continuous flow of Yuan energy.

Those who enter the Hong Palace possess far greater Yuan energy than their captives, and are most adept at protracted battles.

Zhu Shan nodded slowly, a gentle smile on his face.

Finally, Ying Xuanzi's gaze fell upon the white-robed old man with white hair and beard: "This is Chen Zhen, the Lord of the Desolate Palace. The Desolate Palace controls the Great Desolate Scripture," this scripture is the most mysterious and unpredictable, and the most difficult to comprehend. If one can understand it, its mysteries far surpass those of other scriptures.

Chen Zhen stroked his beard, smiling as he looked at Lan He, his cloudy old eyes filled with anticipation.

After Ying Xuanzi finished his introduction, he looked at Lan He with a smile: "Each of the four classics has its own merits. You should think about it yourself and see which hall you are most compatible with."

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