The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

More than ten days later, the Golden Spirit Mother and her entourage flew out of the Jade Pool and dispersed.

The Heavenly Court then issued a divine decree: bestowing upon the reclusive cultivator, the Old Mother of Lishan, the title of Holy Ancestor Ziyuanjun, a first-rank deity, and establishing her Daoist temple at Mount Li in the lower realm of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

"Just as I expected..."

Song Yi's suspicions were now confirmed.

The fact that the Jie Sect went to such lengths to invite the Holy Mother Wudang to the Heavenly Court to be deified makes the true intentions behind it all the more intriguing.

It should be noted that during the Investiture of the Gods, most of the disciples of the Chan Sect who made it onto the list were second-generation disciples or some third-generation disciples. Their numbers were not large, and the divine positions and powers they were granted were not particularly illustrious.

In contrast, the Jie Sect had its disciples firmly controlling most of the eight departments of the Heavenly Court, and its power was so great that it had already spread throughout the entire Heavenly Court.

However, it's not his place to get involved in the games and schemes of these powerful figures for the time being.

He continued to sit in the golden pagoda every day, supervising the labor of the eight thousand demons.

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Ten years later, the river channel of Pingyu Jiayitian was finally fully opened.

It is two or three years ahead of the progress of the Great Luo Heaven.

It wasn't for any other reason than that the innate spiritual energy in this realm was too abundant, allowing many demons to break through their shackles and greatly improve their cultivation, thus accelerating the excavation process.

Of course, the most fruitful were the immortal servants of the Golden Armor Camp.

They were originally primordial beings carefully selected by Song Yi from the Heavenly Prison. They had deep roots and had their true bodies tempered in the Dragon Transformation Pool, making their bloodline power far surpass that of ordinary demons.

In addition, with the protection of the primordial spirit by the innate laurel petals, inner demons do not arise, and external evils cannot enter, making the path of cultivation almost a smooth one.

In those short twenty years, without exception, everyone in the camp survived nine heavenly tribulations and entered the realm of Earth Immortals.

Another sixty years have passed.

The Golden Armor Camp worked tirelessly day and night, successively opening up the ancient channels of the Milky Way in the five heavenly realms: Dragon Transformation Heaven, Jade Rising Heaven, Supreme Eternal Harmony Heaven, Beautiful Music Forbidden Heaven, and Splendid Completion Heaven.

There were no unexpected setbacks during these sixty years.

When they reached the thirtieth level of Jade Rising to Heaven, the Thunder Department unprecedentedly dispatched an elite force of thunder soldiers to assist them, moving mountains and filling ravines, with divine thunder clearing the way.

Song Yi knew perfectly well that this was naturally the work of Han Zhixian.

When the project progressed to the twenty-sixth level, Yuantongyuan Cave Heaven, a true insurmountable barrier stood before Song Yi.

Directly in front of the planned river channel, there is a "mountain" standing out.

To be precise, it is a Qilin.

A gigantic, despair-inducing Qilin.

Its body stretches for hundreds of miles, like a reddish-gold mountain range lying on the earth.

Each scale was as large as a hill, with crimson-gold divine fire, powerful enough to incinerate even a Golden Immortal, swirling between its crevices.

Its eyes were tightly closed, its enormous head drooped, and its two dragon-horn-like unicorn horns pierced the sky, disappearing into the churning clouds above, their end invisible.

With each breath, wind and thunder subtly stir; with each inhale and exhale, the spiritual energy within a thousand miles rises and falls.

Song Yi couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

The Heavenly Court, in its thirty-three heavens, is filled with primordial spiritual energy as rich as syrup, and countless celestial birds and divine beasts dwell there.

Although the Investiture of the Gods has only been going on for two or three hundred years, the Heavenly Court itself has an extremely ancient origin, inheriting the lineage of the ancient Demon Court, and has existed for hundreds of millions of years.

Among them, those ancient beings have gone through countless eons, many of whom have reached the Golden Immortal realm, and some even exist as living fossils, possessing the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The fire qilin before us is one of them.

Its bloodline is pure, belonging to the ancient Qilin clan, and its cultivation has reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, making it a true ancestor-level existence in the Heavenly Court.

It was always elusive, but who would have thought that at this very moment, it would fall asleep right in the middle of the planned river channel.

Changing the route would be too costly and not the best course of action.

After a moment of silence, Song Yi had no choice but to fly forward and bow with his hands clasped in greeting:

"This humble deity, by the decree of the Great Heavenly Venerable, is to excavate the celestial river channel. I humbly request that you, senior, move your divine body to do me this favor."

The massive fire unicorn, as large as a mountain range, didn't even lift its eyelids; only with each breath did the divine fire around its body ripple slightly.

"Please, senior, move your divine body!"

Song Yi cupped his hands again, raising his voice slightly.

The fire qilin remained asleep, offering no response.

Song Yi sighed inwardly, already having figured it out.

Such an ancient divine beast possesses incredibly keen senses; no movement of wind or grass within a radius of ten thousand miles can escape its perception. How could it possibly be completely unaware of anything?

There's only one explanation for this inaction: the other party simply doesn't want to talk to them.

"It seems... I have no choice but to go to the Heavenly King's Palace and ask Nezha, the Third Prince, to make a trip there."

Song Yi sighed softly and turned to head towards the Heavenly King's Palace.

In that very instant.

The world changed suddenly.

The fire unicorn slowly opened its tightly closed left eye, leaving a slit.

This single line was enough to cause a rift in the sky.

A blazing divine thought swept across, transforming into a thunderous roar that resounded deep within Song Yi's primordial spirit:

"Hmph! You fiend, why are you disturbing my peaceful slumber?"

Song Yi was secretly delighted. Sure enough, it would be more effective to bring up the name of Nezha, the Demon Orb.

He dared not delay and quickly explained in detail the cause and effect of the excavation of the Heavenly River and the obstruction of the river channel.

After listening, the Fire Qilin remained silent for a moment, then its thunderous voice rang out again:

"It's easy to get me to move aside."

It paused, then continued, "In the southwest of the Heavenly Realm, thirteen thousand miles from here, there is a celestial island called Cangming Island. On this island grows a divine plant called Blood Bodhi. It is an innate spiritual plant that grew in the place where the blood and qi of the original Qilin were imbued, containing the original Dao essence of the Qilin clan. Because I am cultivating a divine skill, I cannot leave the Heavenly Court without permission. You should bring all those Blood Bodhi along with the medicinal soil from the ground and plant them in this Yuantongyuan Grotto Heaven."

After saying that, a warm jade pendant floated out from between the fire unicorn's eyebrows and slowly landed in front of Song Yi.

"With my jade pendant, none of the island's restrictive formations can harm you."

Song Yi accepted the jade pendant, pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Senior, please wait a moment, I will go immediately!"

"Remember this!" the fire qilin warned from behind, "That blood bodhi covers more than ten acres, with its roots and stems connected and of the same lineage. You must take it all without damaging its foundation. If even a single root is damaged, I will hold you responsible."

"Don't worry, senior!"

Song Yi glanced at the Fire Qilin, then waved his hand and put the Seven Treasures Profound Yellow Pagoda into his sleeve.

After giving a few instructions to Gouyue Niang, he turned and flew towards the South Heavenly Gate.

He was tasked with excavating the thirty-three layers of the Heavenly River Channel, so no one stopped him from entering and leaving the South Heavenly Gate.

After all, the amount of sand and gravel excavated every day is astronomical, and no matter how many spatial artifacts there are, they cannot hold it all, so it needs to be dumped into the outer void in time.

Beyond the South Heavenly Gate lies a vast sea of ​​clouds.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, countless fairy islands float.

It is as large as a continent, with towering mountains, waterfalls hanging down, and spiritual energy swirling into mist.

The small one is only a hundred feet in circumference, with a solitary ancient pine tree and a few cranes.

The fairy island is separated by an endless sea of ​​clouds, with the clouds surging like tides, truly resembling the scenery of a fairy mountain at sea.

Legend has it that in the ancient primordial era, the celestial realm and the human realm were both part of a single continent.

However, the Lich War broke out, shattering the vast starry sky. The celestial and mortal realms collapsed and reassembled, resulting in the fragmented state we see today.

The spiritual energy in the celestial realm was so dense that it was almost tangible. Although it was not innate energy, it was far stronger than that of the four continents in the lower realm.