Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

Beside them, the young prodigies were all dashing and imposing.

They stood tall and straight, like swords drawn from their sheaths, their sharpness fully revealed; their eyes radiated innate confidence and pride.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and inky clouds surged and gathered, emitting a deep, rumbling sound. Purple-gold lightning tore through the clouds, and a gale howled, whipping up a sky-covering tornado.

Amidst the chaos, a figure slowly emerged. With a wave of his hand, space collapsed, and all things became as insignificant as dust under his power.

An incredibly powerful and suffocating pressure instantly spread out, like an invisible wave, sweeping across the surroundings with overwhelming force.

The surrounding air trembled and distorted, emitting a hissing sound, as if it could not bear the pressure.

"A Nascent Soul Realm Elder." Everyone was deeply shocked as they looked at the figure standing on the flying boat.

As expected, the major powers even sent elders at the Nascent Soul stage for this opportunity.

Everyone cast their gazes with awe, deeply fearing the strength of this Nascent Soul Realm elder.

This made the already extremely tense atmosphere even more so, so heavy that it felt like water could drip from it, making it hard to breathe.

"This is the grandeur of a top-tier power!" A small, ragged rogue cultivator in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

His eyes were full of envy, as if he were looking at a distant dream.

"Yes, I wonder what kind of opportunities will be found in this secret realm. The prodigies of the major powers must be determined to seize them."

"We rogue cultivators probably won't even get a sip of soup, and we might even be used as cannon fodder. Sigh."

The other person echoed, a hint of helplessness and worry on their face, and sighed softly, as if they could already see their own tragic future.

The arrival of a top-tier power undoubtedly made this exploration of the secret realm utterly uninteresting.

With the involvement of powerful forces, ordinary cultivators like them had no chance to obtain important opportunities.

Immediately afterwards, various top forces descended upon this place, causing the void to tremble violently.

Demonic sects, demon races, evil spirits, righteous sects, sword cultivators, Buddhist cultivators and other forces all gather here.

Among the demon race's forces, the "Ancient Demon Realm" is considered the best, gathering many demon race forces.

The domain is home to all kinds of exceptionally talented demon races, from powerful ancient demons to the extraordinary new generation of demons.

They often clashed with human monks over issues of resources and territory.

The demons of "Thousand Illusion Valley" are skilled in illusions, often using illusions to confuse their opponents and kill them invisibly.

Among the sword cultivator factions, the "Heavenly Sword Divine Sect" stands out.

The disciples of the sect all regard the sword as their life. Their sword intent is extremely sharp, their sword skills are superb, and they pursue the ultimate realm of swordsmanship, aiming to break through all laws with a single sword.

The sword cultivators of the "Lingchen Sword Sect" emphasize the cultivation of the sword heart, believing that only with a clear mind can the sword's maximum power be unleashed.

The "Purple Cloud Immortal Sect" has a profound foundation and is full of experts. It takes upholding justice and maintaining peace in the world as its mission.

The Jade Purity Holy Sect excels in alchemy and formations, possessing countless precious pills and powerful formation diagrams, making it a sacred cultivation ground coveted by many cultivators.

A group of rogue cultivators huddled at the foot of the mountain, gazing at the flying boats and colorful clouds in the sky, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

One of the rogue cultivators muttered under his breath, "Sigh, we rogue cultivators don't have the protection of a sect, and our cultivation resources are scarce. How can we compare with these powerful forces? Their cultivation resources are many times more abundant than ours."

"There are several spiritual veins, but we can hardly find even a low-grade spiritual vein. On ordinary days, we have to fight tooth and nail with other cultivators for a small spiritual herb."

Another rogue cultivator chimed in, "Yes, I've heard that the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect holds a large-scale Dao Discussion Conference every few years, inviting experts from all walks of life to exchange cultivation experiences, and offering a wealth of cultivation resources as rewards."

"We independent cultivators are not qualified to participate at all. Moreover, the elders in their sects will personally guide the disciples in cultivation. We can only explore on our own and have taken many detours."

"Have you heard? A Nascent Soul elder from the Evil Moon Sect actually fought a Nascent Soul demon king from the Feather God Clan over a rare sixth-order poisonous herb."

"In the end, both sides suffered heavy losses, and the poisonous herb was also destroyed in the battle. What a pity, such a precious thing, just gone like that," a cultivator said vividly.

"Really? Tell me quickly, what happened next?" People gathered around, asking curiously with eager expressions on their faces.

"Later, the conflict between the two sides deepened. Their disciples would fight each other whenever they met. I heard that the most recent conflict even alarmed the higher-ups on both sides," the cultivator continued.

Immediately afterward, another rogue cultivator said mysteriously, "I recently heard that a cultivator from the sixth-rank lower-level power, the Spirit Moon Immortal Sect, has taken a fancy to a Golden Core female cultivator and wants to forcibly take her as his dual cultivation partner."

"The beautiful female cultivator refused to submit even at the cost of her life. The cultivator actually used the power of his sect to send people to put pressure on the female cultivator's sect. That sect was simply unable to resist."

"Fortunately, a passing cultivator stopped them. That expert was powerful and had a terrifying aura, so the people from the Lingyue Immortal Sect did not dare to act rashly."

"With just one sentence from that person, the people from the Lingyue Immortal Sect left in a sorry state. However, I heard that this matter has also been linked to the Zixiao Immortal Sect, affecting the reputation of the Zixiao Immortal Sect."

Some cultivators looked at the man in surprise and asked, "What does what the Spirit Moon Immortal Sect did have to do with the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect?"

"The Purple Cloud Immortal Sect is a top-tier sect with a Returning Void Ancient Saint presiding over it. How could it be related to a sixth-grade lower-level sect with only two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators presiding over it?"

The Celestial Realm is extremely far from their own cosmic domain, so they hadn't heard of this.

The man chuckled, "How can it not be related? The daughter of that sixth-grade sect cultivator is the Daoist partner of a disciple of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect. Now there are rumors that the father-in-law of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect disciple is abusing the sect's name."

"But this shouldn't have any impact, right?"

Some people wondered, shouldn't this little thing be enough to affect the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect?

No matter what, it is a top-tier fifth-grade sect with many Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. How could it not be able to suppress such a matter?

"But the problem is that the Netherworld Demon Sect, a power of the same level that they are at odds with, is deliberately spreading rumors that the sect leader of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect likes an old, filthy beggar woman."

"Pfft," the rogue cultivators burst into laughter, all marveling at how ruthless the Demonic Sect truly was.

Although they were extremely far from the Tianyue Secret Realm, and there were countless cultivators discussing it here, these words were still overheard by a prodigy from the Zixiao Immortal Sect.

His face immediately darkened, like a sky filled with dark clouds. His gaze, sharp as a blade, shot towards the rogue cultivators whispering among themselves in the mountains. He coldly snorted:

"Ignorant ants, how dare you slander the reputation of my Purple Cloud Immortal Sect! Today, I will teach you the lesson that words can bring disaster! The majesty of my Purple Cloud Immortal Sect is beyond question!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. A dazzling sword aura shot towards the few rogue cultivators like a meteor. It was so fast that no one had time to react. Wherever the sword aura passed, space collapsed.

The faces of those rogue cultivators changed drastically, filled with terror. Their eyes widened like copper bells, and they tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Their bodies trembled with fear, as if they could already sense death approaching...

Just when everyone thought they were about to die on the spot, a demonic cultivator from the Netherworld Demon Sect suddenly stepped forward.

His body was filled with surging demonic energy, burning like black flames, and the rolling demonic energy was mixed with a chilling baleful aura.

With a wave of his hand, he blocked the attack of the Zixiao Immortal Sect's prodigy.

The demonic cultivator from the Netherworld Demonic Sect sneered, "What a fine Zixiao Immortal Sect! They claim to be a prestigious and righteous sect, yet they attack a few rogue cultivators. It's truly despicable."

"You say one thing and do another. Your Zixiao Immortal Sect is really shameless. You talk about benevolence and morality all day long, but you do such despicable things behind the scenes."

The prodigy of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, enraged and humiliated, his face flushed red, roared:

"You wicked demon of the demonic sect, stop spouting nonsense! Today I will surely cut you down with my sword and show you the might of my Purple Cloud Immortal Sect!"

After saying that, the two unleashed their powerful spells and began to clash fiercely.

In an instant, the world changed color, dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the sky and sun, demonic energy surged, and sword intent was astonishing.

The wind howled, sand and stones flew everywhere, and countless rocks and sand were swept into the air, forming terrifying tornadoes that tore through space.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread out like surging waves, affecting a range of hundreds of thousands of miles. Wherever they reached, mountains trembled and the earth cracked.

The cultivators from many low-level forces were terrified, their faces ashen, and they hastily used their spells to flee the area.

They moved with incredible speed, like startled birds, fearing that if they were even a step slower, they would be caught in the blast of that terrifying power.

Many cultivators who didn't have time to leave were affected by the aftershocks. Some were seriously injured, coughing up blood, and their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings.

In severe cases, the victim is completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace of their soul behind, only a scene of devastation.

Meanwhile, cultivators from some powerful factions stood firmly in place, like Mount Tai.

They remained calm and easily blocked the terrifying aftershocks.

The powerful aftershocks were nothing more than a gentle breeze to them.

They stood there, like towering mountains, unmoved by the winds from all directions, as if watching a childish fight.

The clash between the two intensified, with various magical lights flashing and deafening roars filling the air.

The cultivators from various factions began to discuss among themselves, "These two are top experts among the younger generation. This battle is truly spectacular. I never expected that the genius of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect and the demonic cultivator of the Netherworld Demon Sect would fight so fiercely here. It is a rare and grand event."

"Yes, it's hard to say who will prevail. The prodigies of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect are not to be underestimated, but the demonic cultivators of the Netherworld Demon Sect are not to be trifled with either. Judging from their spells, they are all extremely powerful. This battle is truly difficult to determine a winner."

However, after several rounds, the genius of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. His face turned very ugly, and his breathing became somewhat disordered.

"That's not enough? It seems your reputation as a prodigy is undeserved." The demonic sect cultivator mocked.

"You think you can win just because you have the upper hand?" The genius from Zixiao coldly stared at the demon cultivator.

Upon seeing this, the demonic cultivators of the Netherworld Demonic Sect scoffed, "Our Netherworld Demonic Sect faces difficult cultivation conditions and lacks resources. Our sect's foundation is also inferior to your Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, but even so, you are still no match for me."

"You should really reflect on yourself. Has your cultivation level actually increased in recent years?"

"Have you been training diligently? Could it be that your aptitude is too poor, and you've reached your limit, unable to improve any further?"

"I think you've got all the resources of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, but you've wasted such a great opportunity. Even a pig could cultivate better than you, hehehe!!"

The demonic cultivator chuckled, and the many demonic sect cultivators responded with equally strange "hehehe" laughter.

"Maybe he's just exhausted from playing with women, his legs are weak, hehehe."

How do you know it's a woman? Maybe it's a man?

"Heh heh heh, are the disciples of the Immortal Sect really this pathetic??"

"Who says otherwise? Maybe he'll be the one getting attacked? Look at him, so weak and helpless, hehehehe."

In an instant, the demonic sects burst into laughter, their voices so loud that the void itself seemed to shatter.

Intense demonic energy spread rampantly, overwhelming the heavens and earth.

In an instant, the world was filled with terrifying demonic energy.

Upon hearing this, the genius of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect blushed crimson, as if burned by fire. He felt both ashamed and angry, yet helpless. He could only glare at the other party with hatred, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

His hands gripped the sword tightly, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, knuckles white from the force, and the sword trembled slightly in his hands. His heart was filled with resentment and anger...

"enough..."

At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly spread, sealing off the world. In an instant, the terrifying demonic energy that permeated the world also froze and then dissipated, restoring the clear sky once again.

Chapter 287 The Conflict Before the Opening of the Heavenly Peak Secret Realm [Part 1]

Feeling the immense aura that seemed capable of completely overturning heaven and earth, the entire void trembled, and many cultivators involuntarily stopped what they were doing.

Their gazes all fell upon the flying boat hovering in mid-air.

On the flying boat, an elderly man dressed in an ancient Taoist robe stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering gently in the breeze, exuding a chilling majesty.

The crowd's eyes were filled with awe.

This old man was none other than the Eighth Elder of the Purple Cloud Immortal Palace, a terrifying existence at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and a figure of great renown.

"Hehe, old ghost Cangxing, let the younger generation settle their own disputes. What are you, an old man in the Nascent Soul Realm, meddling in for?"

A sinister voice, like the cry of an owl, echoed through the void.

A black-robed figure, shrouded in darkness and exuding an eerie aura, stared intently at Elder Cangxing on the flying boat and spoke in a sinister tone.

His voice carried an invisible power that caused the surrounding space to ripple and distort, as if it were about to collapse under its weight.

"It's only because I saw that the pride of our own sect was about to be defeated by you people whom our Zixiao Immortal Sect has labeled as evil that I stepped in to stop it in time, in order to save face for our Zixiao Immortal Sect."

With a crisp "crack" sound, space shattered, turning into black fragments that fell to the ground.

Another black-robed cultivator emerged from the shattered space, a sinister smile on his face, and slowly spoke.

His figure was like a ghost, like a dream, as if he did not exist in the world, making him elusive.

"That's not right, hehe. It's clearly that junior who was too incompetent. He just said a few words and now his face is all red and he can't say a word."

Just then, a monstrous demonic aura surged into the sky, like a giant black dragon piercing the clouds, causing the entire heavens to change color.

The overwhelming sense of oppression, like an invisible wave, swept wildly in all directions, making it difficult for the cultivators present to breathe.

A middle-aged man with a face covered in strange, scaly patterns slowly emerged from the void with steady steps.

He rolled his bluish-green pupils, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery, and said with a cold laugh:

"With this kind of mentality, he can actually be called a prodigy? The Purple Cloud Immortal Sect is really declining generation after generation."

His merciless words, like sharp blades, pierced the hearts of many cultivators of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, instantly enraging them.

However, they were helpless, because it was indeed the truth.

Moreover, the ones speaking in front of them are all terrifying beings at the Nascent Soul stage, whose strength is far beyond what they can contend with.