"Enter the city."
Lu Qingshan clasped his hands, forming several unique spirit seals, which rged into the vast and grand city wall ahead.
These spirit seals combined to form a ssage that only Heavenly River City could receive and decipher, containing a request for entry while also indicating his identity and origins.
"Buzz!"
A celestial light blood from the city walls of Heavenly River City, followed by a circle of light appearing on the wall, from which erged an elderly cultivator whose age was indiscernible.
"We've been waiting for you for a long ti, friend. Is this the new generation sect master of the Sword Sect? Truly a phoenix among n," the elderly cultivator approached warmly, having learned Lu Qingshan's identity from the spirit seals he had just produced.
He himself was a great cultivator with the cultivation of the Third Tribulation Realm, reflecting an ancient, weathered aura in his eyes that only ti could foster.
"Heavenly River City has no city gate, only this," the elderly cultivator pointed to the circle of light on the wall introducing," Sect Master Lu, let's enter the city together. You probably haven't visited Heavenly River City yet."
Lu Qingshan nodded slightly.
The elderly cultivator turned and entered the circle of light, and Lu Qingshan did not hesitate, imdiately following him in.
Once their figures disappeared, the circle of light vanished as well, and the city wall stood tall, complete.
The scene before Lu Qingshan shifted as he was led into Heavenly River City by the elderly cultivator.
What lay before him was a vast stretch of buildings and markets, filled with people, though most of them were lower-grade cultivators, with even so ordinary people present.
"They are descendants of Heavenly River City's guardian cultivators, born and raised within the city, carrying on with their lives here. Those with cultivation talents beco guardian cultivators like their ancestors, but there are many without such talents, as Sect Master Lu can see now."
The elderly cultivator served as a knowledgeable guide, imdiately explaining to Lu Qingshan upon noticing his curious expression.
The elderly cultivator continued to introduce the scenery of Heavenly River City to Lu Qingshan while leading him deeper into the city.
They say Heavenly River City is colossal, but its true magnitude is hard to imagine unless experienced firsthand.
— Rivers within the city are understandable, but Heavenly River City even possesses continuous mountain ranges, with waterfalls cascading down.
"That's a teorite from beyond the heavens, casually taken by Ancestral Daoist Xia during the city's construction, placed in Heavenly River City as a mountain body," the elderly cultivator explained.
Lu Qingshan was speechless, finding it too incredible.
If not for the surrounding city wall, this resembled more a small world than a city.
As they delved deeper into Heavenly River City, all the cultivators they encountered had at least Integration Realm cultivation.
Heavenly River City's guardian cultivators were elite forces dispatched from the sects of the Human Race Seven Domains, along with accomplished loose cultivators who voluntarily ca.
Over ti, due to the unique environnt of Heavenly River City and the full resource support from Great Xia, the city gradually beca a "holy land," possessing an incredibly strong ability to attract and nurture cultivators.
Even without the need for personnel support from the major sects, the number of high-level cultivators within the city continued to grow.
Gradually, Lu Qingshan and the elderly cultivator approached the center of Heavenly River City.
This journey took a full half-day.
Although they did not use escape techniques while exploring Heavenly River City, it underscored how truly vast the city was.
The center of Heavenly River City was a forbidden land, so the elderly cultivator did not lead Lu Qingshan there.
Lu Qingshan gazed into the distance and saw an imnsely thick, withered tree standing there.
The tree had long lost any vitality, dead for countless years, but for so reason, it had never weathered away, standing firm.
Moreover, sporadically, Lu Qingshan saw lightning-like strength flowing through the cracks of the withered tree.
"What is that...?" Lu Qingshan asked spontaneously.
For the withered tree gave him a feeling of unease, definitely extraordinary.
"This is the sacred relic left behind by Ancestral Daoist Xia, possessing the power of the Ancestral Taoist, capable of suppressing an entire domain," the elderly cultivator replied.
"However, after Ancestral Daoist Xia disappeared, the sacred relic began to wither, eventually becoming what it is today."
Lu Qingshan was lost in thought, staring dazedly at the withered tree.
Does this imply that Ancestral Daoist Xia's state is akin to this sacred relic?
He couldn't help but recall his conversation with a part of Ancestral Patriarch Xia's primordial spirit in the Dao Source Realm.
Did he truly perish?
Perhaps not...
No matter what, although the sacred relic is withered, it has never completely weathered away, and even the power of the Ancestral Taoist still flows.
Ancestral Daoist Xia is the sa. He has been the absolute pinnacle figure to achieve Ancestral Realm in Sky Do Heaven over the years. Would his demise be so easy?
"There are many legends about Ancestral Daoist Xia, and the most widely spread and accepted in our Heavenly River City is," the elderly cultivator, understanding what Lu Qingshan was pondering, added with finesse, "Ancestral Daoist Xia encountered an unexpected event when breaking through Ancestral Realm. To resolve this, he chose to sever his past and entered closed ditation."
"That's why the sacred relic began withering, though it hasn't completely died. There will be a day when the withered tree rejuvenates, just as there will be a day when Ancestral Daoist Xia breaks through his closed ditation to achieve rebirth." Even the ancient eyes of the elderly cultivator couldn't contain excitent when ntioning Ancestral Daoist Xia.
Yet this is understandable.
For new-generation cultivators like Lu Qingshan, Ancestral Daoist Xia was a figure existing only in legends.
But to the elderly cultivator, Ancestral Daoist Xia was the savior who rescued them from dire straits, a living legend.
The significance between them amounts to vastly different anings.
......
Spirit-Nullifying Realm.
This is a uniquely peculiar region, where, due to the subterranean magnetic mineral veins, not a trace of spiritual energy exists, even suppressing the spiritual energy within cultivators.
Lu Qingshan briefly visited this Spirit-Nullifying Realm once because of the Imperial Heaven affair.
At the center of the Spirit-Nullifying Realm stands a small city called Magnetic City, quite bustling, mostly filled with people involved in magnetic ore occupations.
In the deep dead of night, amidst total silence.
That's when.
A towering figure appeared.
It erged in the sky above Magnetic City.
It was a peculiar being, having four arms, vaguely humanoid, hovering above Magnetic City.
Ordinarily, such an occurrence is impossible.
How could one fly in the Spirit-Nullifying Realm?
Yet, they managed it.
"Is this the place?" That being glanced down at the city below, murmuring quietly.
It slowly raised its head, revealing a sinister visage, possessing four eyes, and its skin was dark blue, extrely hideous yet sohow familiar.
.... Luohu!
"Clear the area first."
He extended his hand, and a thick cloud of blood erged from his palm, rapidly expanding and spreading.
In just a mont, the blood cloud completely enveloped the Magnetic City below, a stench of blood pervading, abundant blood beams shooting forth.
In the silence of the night, genuine silence reigned.
Not a single sound remained, for below, not a single living being existed in Magnetic City, not even an insect!
Luohu sneered coldly, bringing his hand together slightly, transforming the blood cloud into a large blade, then slashing downward.
Boom!
Blood light swirled, and the blood blade descended straight towards the earth.
The buildings within Magnetic City collapsed, stone fragnts flew, ultimately cleaving a gigantic fissure in the ground.
Deep and unfathomable.
Everything appeared not particularly special.
Yet, in the next mont, the fissure twisted and transford, as if alive, rapidly nding the rupture.
Luohu's four eyes glead brightly.
Without hesitation, he rushed into the fissure before it could completely heal.
He entered a vast and utterly dark subterranean space, devoid of any life fluctuations, filled with a spirit-nullifying aura, which posed no hindrance to Luohu, whose four eyes fully penetrated the darkness.
Before Luohu lay a cavernous abode, with green jade steps leading to a white jade portal.
He involuntarily looked up at the portal and seed to sense sothing, making his body shudder.
Thereafter, Luohu's smile widened increntally, eventually morphing into laughter that echoed through the subterranean space.
"I've finally found you, the retreating place of Ancestral Patriarch Xia!"
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