"Bang!"
A dull sound echoed, and the disciple’s face imdiately turned a few shades paler, then his expression beca particularly grave.
He gave Zhou Yan a deep look, but Zhou Yan’s expression remained utterly serene.
Then, he took out his Qiankun Ring and retrieved a blue Heavenly chanism Soul Stone.
"Let’s try another one."
Zhou Yan said.
The disciple of the Heavenly chanism Sect’s face changed, and then he cautiously took out a golden Heavenly chanism Soul Stone.
Zhou Yan reached out into the void, and the previously spilled drop of blood coalesced again, then transford into crimson blood, entering the golden Heavenly chanism Soul Stone.
Instantly, the originally transparent ethereal golden Heavenly chanism Soul Stone beca dazzlingly radiant.
Furthermore, this golden Heavenly chanism Soul Stone trembled violently and began to expand rapidly.
However, this ti it did not explode but gradually cald down after reaching its limit.
The two disciples guarding the mountain, at this mont, looked at Zhou Yan with complex and astonished expressions, then they bowed slightly and, without saying anything, made a gesture of ’please’.
Zhou Yan did not imdiately enter but asked, "What about a cultivator who has passed through the Thirty-Three Heavenly Road?"
"This..."
The two mountain-guarding disciples seed a bit troubled, yet they didn’t say anything impossible, as the previous scene had already shocked them deeply.
At this ti, one of the disciples hesitated and said, "Because such a thing has never happened before, we don’t know exactly, but I suppose being the first ’Direct Disciple’ shouldn’t be a problem, right? Also, one should be eligible to make requests to the great elders, and as long as it doesn’t go against the Tao of heaven and morality, even the Sect Master probably couldn’t deny it."
This disciple thought it over and explained.
"Hmm, understood. You may continue."
Zhou Yan said calmly.
The two mountain-guarding disciples bowed again, showing considerable respect.
Zhou Yan accepted the two disciples’ salutes without the slightest reaction. At this mont, those cultivators who had previously held mocking and ridiculing attitudes were also sowhat astonished and shaken.
But considering Zhou Yan’s young age, they all believed he was an extraordinary genius.
It is only to such unparalleled geniuses skilled in the Heavenly chanism that they would show special respect, for they are destined to beco the future pillars of the Heavenly chanism Sect.
Zhou Yan turned around and glanced at Zhou Yunchuan, saying, "Try harder, stay calm, with your ability, you can beco an Inner Sect Disciple."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunchuan imdiately said, "I, I will definitely work hard!"
As Zhou Yunchuan spoke, Zhou Yan had already turned and entered the gate of the Path of Heavenly chanism, his figure quickly obscured by the clouds and mist, vanishing instantly.
At this ti, a cultivator couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, "The Thirty-Three Heavenly Road? I wonder how many levels this young man can traverse; is it possible he can indeed do as he said, and pass through all thirty-three levels?"
"Perhaps... maybe it’s possible!"
"The previous Heavenly chanism Soul Stone, I’ve never heard of anyone having it change color or explode during testing!"
"Strange indeed, my cousin is also in the Heavenly chanism Sect, and he’s an Inner Sect disciple; if such things happened, he would have told !"
"I wonder, which extraordinary being could it possibly be, yet such situations should reveal themselves quickly; after all, the heavenly road has a ti limit, so being able to pass through without wasting ti is crucial."
"That’s true, once it’s passed, we’ll know at which level he reached."
...
A group of cultivators couldn’t help but discuss in hushed tones, while at this mont, Zhou Yunchuan felt rather honored to know Zhou Yan, even feeling an inexplicable sense of pride.
"He’s a peculiar person."
Zhou Yunchuan thought to himself.
As he said so, he also began the testing.
However, his was just the ordinary Heavenly chanism Soul Stone, and pricking his blood didn’t cause any abnormal phenona, which left Zhou Yunchuan a bit dejected, feeling as though he was far inferior to Zhou Yan.
...
Zhou Yunchuan’s experiences, however, were unknown to Zhou Yan. After entering the Path of Heavenly chanism, all sorts of so-called illusions, temptations, slaughters, and ominous dangers seed as simple and laughable as children’s toys to Zhou Yan.
Perhaps not crude, but certainly not profound.
Moreover, so arrays and rune engravings within this heavenly road were already damaged, and the effect after repair was significantly diminished, almost to the point of being botched.
"To repair this, you’d need so decent materials, but seeing as replacent materials in so places are quite poor, it seems the Heavenly chanism Sect isn’t as prosperous as imagined. Behind the facade of prosperity lies a lack of foundational depth."
"Back then, if it were truly the inheritance of the Heavenly chanism Sect, whether it’s Gu Xi or Zhuge Jiayue setting up a sect and establishing the Heavenly chanism inheritance, it wouldn’t be this impoverished... But what exactly happened 134,000 years ago?"
Zhou Yan murmured to himself, his mind filled with ponderings.
Along the way, layer by layer of the heavenly road was effortlessly traversed by Zhou Yan as if he were rely walking.
Even the illusory evil spirits approaching him often dissipated into ash just by a breath from Zhou Yan.
They had a strong captivating effect on the souls of ordinary cultivators, but to Zhou Yan, who’s already a patriarch of True Void, how dare such things act insolently before him?
In less than five minutes, Zhou Yan had already reached the thirtieth layer of the heavenly road.
When the formation on the thirtieth level of the Path of Tianji lit up, the entire Tianji Sect was in uproar.
"Who? Who is it? Who could pass through the thirtieth level of the Path of Tianji? Could it be that they can enter beyond the twentieth level of the Netherworld Heavenly Road?"
Within the Tianji Sect, the Great Elder said gravely.
"Who it is, we will soon find out. It’s just unknown whether it’s so Holy Land Saint Master coming to make trouble in our sect on purpose."
An elder wearing a light yellow robe mused.
"The Third Elder’s words are not false. If this is the case, I’m afraid the Tianji Sect will be shad."
Another middle-aged man said.
"I rember ten years ago, so Saint Heirs from Holy Lands ca deliberately, then left arrogantly after achieving success, making the Tianji Sect lose face. It’s best not to let such things happen again."
"The thirtieth level is enough to shake the Tianji Sect."
A woman sighed.
After she spoke, no one else spoke. All the Elders seed to fall into silence.
"Sect Master, why don’t we go and see?" The Great Elder, looking sowhat displeased, pondered for a mont before speaking.
Currently, the Tianji Sect has nine Elders in total, and three Great Elders.
Among the three Great Elders, two are at a venerable level, guarding the core Treasure Pavilion of the Tianji Sect.
The other Great Elder has a mysterious background and age, often wearing an ice mask, rarely showing his true face. He cos without a trace and is mostly unseen, though sotis encountered, but most of the ti his whereabouts are unknown.
Although this is also a Great Elder, because he often doesn’t manage affairs, the sect’s elders and sect masters are quite dissatisfied with him, and even when encountered, they do not show too much respect.
This Great Elder seems completely indifferent to such matters, as if the sect has nothing to do with him.
The woman in the gauze dress, with a beautiful face, looked rather composed, yet there was a trace of worry on her expression.
She looked at the void and said, "A line of purple aura rushes to the clouds, blessings and misfortunes lie side by side unseen. Boundless fallen wood ets the spring intent, the secluded valley still awaits today’s change."
"The Tianji Sect, is a mix of right and wrong, perhaps there are changes, yet the Tianji is hidden and not revealed, confusing yet unwarm, deep yet not leaking, rising yet not moving, who knows why it is so."
After speaking, the woman sighed sowhat helplessly.
It seems, even she is sowhat confused about the current Tianji.
As the sect master of the Tianji Sect, being confused by the Tianji is indeed no small matter.
"Sect Master, is the Third Elder’s words believable?"
"But now, there truly is a cultivator who has stepped into the thirtieth level of the Heavenly Road."
"He... is he still there, Sect Master?"
"He has not been seen for the past month, saying he wants to find the Ancient Path, but his whereabouts are unknown."
"... Sect Master, pretend I never asked about this Third Elder’s matters."
The Great Elder’s face was full of disappointnt, followed by a bitter smile.
"Alas. Let’s go and see—huh, the thirty-first level now."
"Is he going to pass through all thirty-three levels?"
"Yet it is unknown which talent it is."
...
A few elders were shocked once again, and imdiately they all rushed towards the end of the Path of Tianji.
At this mont, Zhou Yan had already stepped into the thirty-third level of the Path of Tianji.
The thirty-three levels of the Heavenly Road were designed based on the levels of the Netherworld Heavenly Road, incorporating the journey of the Westward Quest through the Thirty-Three Heavens. Zhou Yan understood all the stories within.
Because of this, after walking this road, Zhou Yan’s mood was sowhat turbulent.
He seed completely imrsed in those past years.
In life, many things happened on the Buried Sword Ancestor Star, yet now, the new world, the Holy Spirit Continent, was ford using the Sword Burial Ancestor Star as the original outline.
So, was the Buried Sword Ancestor Star that gathered the essence of various Holy Spirit Lands, the model of today’s new world?
Or, was everything in the past rely simulating and deriving the stability and possibilities of the new world?
Zhou Yan pondered this. In such musings, he walked out of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Roads.
He then arrived at the mountain peak of Tianji Mountain, the place once faced with Zhuge Wuwei.
Here, it was very much like the mountain peak of that small village of the Fu Xi Clan on Earth, giving Zhou Yan an extrely similar feeling.
Simple wooden huts ford a row.
The wooden huts, as in the past, were ethereal and indifferent, detached and unworldly.
Perhaps all places of the Tianji Sect would be surrounded by a purple aura, but here, it’s as if the Tianji is shielded.
"Want a drink?"
At this mont, a person in a black robe, wearing an ice mask, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of Zhou Yan, handing him a jug of wine.
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