Imperial Heaven.
On the black basalt, these two words were inscribed in an unknown mystical script.
Lu Qingshan raised his head and observed the ancient temple before him.
The ancient temple was silent and desolate, without a trace of grandeur.
A thick layer of dust covered the basalt at the entrance, giving a sense of hazy ti flow, the passage of years, an impression of ancient age.
Even more, the two characters "Imperial Heaven" on the basalt caused Lu Qingshan's heart to tighten.
He did not know the aning behind the characters "Imperial Heaven."
But what Lu Qingshan paid particular attention to was that after his Green Snake spirit underwent a transformation, a strangely shaped totem character appeared on its forehead, shining brightly.
At the ti, he couldn't understand the aning of the totem character.
Now, comparing it to the basalt stele before him, Lu Qingshan finally understood the aning of that totem.
"Imperial"!
The totem that appeared on the Green Snake's forehead was identical to the first part of the characters on the basalt stele, the character "Imperial."
"Imperial" in the mundane world represents the supre authority of the emperor.
The so-called Imperial Heaven is the command of the Emperor.
Because the Emperor is Heaven.
But in the Cultivation World, imperial authority is nothing more than a handful of earth, insignificant.
The cultivator's Imperial Heaven refers to the Heavenly Dao.
Things associated with "Imperial Heaven" have extraordinary phenona, which inevitably make one marvel.
At this mont, Lu Qingshan was less than ten feet from the ancient temple.
He could clearly sense an indescribable aura emanating from the temple, reaching deep into his sea of consciousness, making the Green Snake exult.
Majestic, mysterious, intimate, and powerful.
The source of the fluctuations that the Green Snake spirit was sensing originated within the ancient temple.
Thus it seed, this ancient temple should hold much, quite extraordinary.
But at a glance, it appeared desolate and lacked any grandeur, seemingly unrelated to "Imperial Heaven."
Lu Qingshan stood before the basalt, at the temple entrance, in silence for a long ti.
"How can there be such an ancient temple?"
"Imperial Heaven, is it the na of this ancient temple?" Mo Yan murmured.
Just as the two stood hesitantly at the temple entrance, a faint sound like a celestial chi suddenly emanated from the temple, seeming to co from beyond the heavens.
At first, the chi sound was faint, but later on, it grew stronger, reverberating throughout the temple, like solemn and grand bell tones, profound and mysterious.
The content of the chi sound gradually beca clear.
It was a phrase repeated over and over.
"By the command of Imperial Heaven, at the right ti, and with the right opportunity."
"By the command of Imperial Heaven, at the right ti, and with the right opportunity..." Lu Qingshan muttered softly, lost in thought.
His eyes sparkled with divine light; after pondering for a mont, he took a deep breath, his body swayed slightly, and he headed straight for the ancient temple.
"Let's go in and have a look."
Lu Qingshan pushed open the ancient temple, and his figure instantly disappeared inside.
Mo Yan followed closely behind, entering the ancient temple as well.
The ancient temple was large, but only relatively larger compared to other temples.
In absolute terms, it was not very large, nor magnificent.
So upon entering the temple at first glance, Lu Qingshan could see the entire scene inside the hall.
This ancient temple had definitely been without visitors for years, with a thick layer of dust accumulated.
Scanning the surroundings, at the center of the temple stood an altar made of bluestone.
The altar was grand and magnificent, emitting a dim azure light, which radiated a gentle glow.
On the altar, there was a simple and lustrous Five-Colored Jade Stele, grand, mysterious, full of the vicissitudes of ti, with an indescribable aura emanating from it.
Other than this, there was nothing else in the entire temple.
Mo Yan looked around, inwardly vigilant.
But Lu Qingshan, beside him, had already taken strides towards the altar.
Just as he moved, the entire ancient temple began to shake, and then that grand chi sound echoed through the heavens.
"By the command of Imperial Heaven, at the right ti, and with the right opportunity."
Solemn, profound, and mysterious.
The altar at this mont emitted a halo of soft light.
Such a phenonon did not stop Lu Qingshan from continuing his steps.
He strode vigorously, and in a few breaths, was already atop the altar.
As Lu Qingshan stepped onto the altar, suddenly, in a void space, a giant mouth appeared and swallowed him whole.
The slower Mo Yan couldn't catch up.
Afterward, the chi sound reverberating in the ancient temple faded away, and the gentle light on the altar dimd, returning to normal.
Only the vanished Lu Qingshan confird that the unusual event just now was real.
Mo Yan's face turned solemn, walking back and forth on the altar, trying to induce that mysterious giant mouth to appear again, but it was to no avail.
......
As soon as Lu Qingshan was swallowed by the giant mouth, he imdiately employed the Dustless Fighting Chamber divine skill, with three flying swords swirling around him....
Then, no fierce attack occurred.
It seed quite safe.
Only then did Lu Qingshan have the mind to observe the surrounding environnt.
This was a vast world.
The sky was clear, the earth flat, with lush green peaks standing tall, and a faint cloud flow between Heaven and Earth.
Everyone entering this place would feel an indescribable sense of cleanliness.
"Where is this..."
Lu Qingshan was shocked, standing there, looking around, but saw no exit, so he took a deep breath.
"Huh?" Just as his brows furrowed, attempting to understand his current situation, the naturally flowing clouds seed to have been pressed into fast forward, instantly shifting shapes, forming various images.
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