Chapter 1 Colossal Face

A giant face blotted out the sky, its sun-like gaze descending.

Hui Hui Dao Ren's delayed sword light exploded, like a thousand bolts of lightning scattering in all directions, tearing apart the void. It carried boundless sharpness, slashing at the mountain-like fingers and piercing the heaven-obscuring face.

Rumble!

The earth shook and the void trembled. The Gao brothers were tossed about like duckweed, their faces filled with terror.

Hui Hui Dao Ren's sword was extremely fierce. Wherever it went, large areas of the void cracked and even collapsed.

But in the next instant, a stream of light composed of various talismans flashed in the void, erasing the damage caused by the sword light.

Repeating this process several times, in Gao Ming's eyes, the void captured by the five fingers had collapsed and reorganized hundreds or thousands of times.

But even when the sword light had completely dissipated, the void had returned to its original state. Such a fierce sword strike had not been able to shake it in the slightest.

The five giant fingers, which had been slashed countless times, did not even have a single sword mark!

Whoosh!

From the dissipating smoke and dust, Hui Hui Dao Ren emerged, holding his sword, looking up at the giant face in the sky. His eyes flickered and his expression was extremely unsightly:

"You were already targeting me?"

After a failed sword strike, Hui Hui Dao Ren saw through the old Daoist's true nature.

To capture the void within his palms was a powerful supernatural ability. However, it was not a spatial ability like the legendary 'universe in a sleeve'.

It was a formation-based ability!

In other words, he had fallen into a trap set by this old Daoist.

"The sword is not bad."

The old Daoist praised expressionlessly and said indifferently, "With this sword, you could go anywhere in Nanzhan or even the Four Continents and Four Seas. Unfortunately, you met this deity!"

"A scheming rat hiding behind the scenes dares to call himself a deity?"

Hui Hui Dao Ren wiped his sword, gradually calming his mind, but his tone was extremely unkind: "You're nothing but a piece of trash. Do you dare to face Daoist me head-on?"

Of course he was not convinced!

His cultivation was certainly not the best in the world, but to be captured without even making a move was a great humiliation for him.

"You're not convinced?"

The old Daoist's eyes flickered slightly, then he closed his five fingers: "So what? Would this deity care about an ant's bared teeth?"

Amidst the rumbling and merging fingers, Hui Hui Dao Ren slashed horizontally with his sword, enraged, but received no response.

Whoosh whoosh~

A strong wind howled, seemingly trying to fill the void left behind.

"Sinful things should not exist in this world!"

The old Daoist stood on the mountain peak, looking at the towering divine mountain in the distance. He suddenly snorted coldly, his tone somber: "There will be a day of cleansing. Things that should not exist will eventually be destroyed!"

Swoosh~

The old Daoist had only stood for a moment when a stream of light came with the wind, transforming into a figure kneeling before him: "Wu Se greets God Lord!"

The person was as colorless as a ghost, not to mention their face. Their body's colors shifted with the surrounding environment, swaying uncertainly.

The old Daoist opened his mouth indifferently: "What have you found out?"

"Reporting to God Lord, the Heaven Sacrificing Ceremony is imminent. Experts are gathering in the Imperial Capital. There are many places that this lowly one cannot approach. I only know that the group of 'false gods' have entered the 'Lin Xian Pavilion'."

Wu Se responded respectfully, detailing everything: "…The person who ordered the release of the various 'false gods' is suspected to be from the Great Zhou Imperial City…"

"As for the Heaven Sacrificing Ceremony, it has already been planned. The seventy-two Dao Lords of Great Zhou, the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, other sects, and experts from the Imperial Court have all entered the Imperial Capital…"

"I heard that half a year ago, on the day of the earth-shattering event, the Great Zhou Crown Prince, Long Xingyi, was suspected of not being in the Imperial Capital. Long Gu Jijiu was very unhappy about this, and the two are suspected of secretly fighting in the outer heavens…"

"The Great Zhou Imperial City… Those who obey Heaven are also going to become deceivers of Heaven? After all, they are a rebellious race. Back then, they dared to destroy everything and recreate a race to replace them!"

A flash of coldness disappeared in an instant. The old Daoist lowered his eyes: "How is the formation I asked you to set up?"

"This…"

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Wu Se's voice paused slightly: "Reporting, reporting to God Lord. There are too many experts in the Imperial Capital. Although the formation has been set up completely, the formation eyes are still missing the seventy-two locations corresponding to the seventy-two Daos…"

Wu Se secretly complained.

Although he was also a master of formations, he had never set up such a large formation before. Even though he was only responsible for one city, how large was the Great Zhou Imperial Capital, and how many experts were there?

"Too much is missing…"

The old Daoist frowned slightly, knowing that he was telling the truth, but his tone was still slightly displeased: "Where is Ying Tiandao? With his ability, how could he not be able to set up a mere three thousand formation eyes?"

"Reporting to God Lord, Great Priest Ying, is in seclusion and has not emerged, suspected of deducing heavenly secrets…"

Wu Se replied in a deep voice.

"Deducing heavenly secrets? A mere ant dares to calculate heavenly secrets…"

The old Daoist shook his head and chuckled, no longer caring, and said: "Lead the way, this deity will go to set it up myself. By the way, I will also catch these false gods all at once!"

"Yes!"

Wu Se answered, and when he stood up again, the colors around him changed a few times, transforming into a young man in gorgeous clothes. He also took out an extremely luxurious chariot from his sleeve.

He bowed and said: "Respectfully invite God Lord to board the chariot!"

"Mm!"

The old Daoist nodded slightly and got into the chariot.

Then, the chariot soared into the air, and in an instant, it had broken through the air and traveled thousands of miles away, completely disregarding the prohibition against flying.

Moreover, as it traversed the road, not a single person hindered it until the Great Zhou Imperial Capital was vaguely visible in the distance. Even the experts from the Jing Ye Si who saw it bowed from afar, not daring to obstruct it in the slightest.

It seemed that this chariot belonged to someone of extremely high status.

……

"This, is this the Great Zhou Imperial Capital?!"

Looking at the magnificent city in the sea of clouds, which resembled a heavenly palace, even Xi Yingqing was shocked.

The sea of clouds rolled, the giant city lay across the sky, and there were countless auspicious colors and divine lights adorning it. Countless spirit birds hovered and chirped outside the city, as if playing celestial music.

The spiritual energy here was almost infinite, and the luck was even more unimaginable.

The spiritual energy of Yiquan Dao, the hundreds of millions of acres of spiritual fields, were all gathered in this city. The luck of the seventy-two Daos, the thousands of states, and the hundreds of millions of people were also gathered here.

The concentration of spiritual energy was already materialized, and the thickness of luck did not require any restrictions, but it could already suppress the ten-thousand-mile sky without leakage.

Looking at it from here, one could even see the liquefied spiritual energy flowing like waterfalls outside the ninety-nine city gates!

"To live in this city, what is the difference between it and the legendary immortals and gods?"

Liu Dachan was extremely shocked, and he also understood something.

He did not understand before why so many cultivators were willing to settle in the Great Zhou Imperial Capital and live under the breath of others, but now he understood somewhat.

Living in this city, even mortals could prolong their lives, let alone cultivators?

He had no doubt that cultivating in this city would be several times faster than outside, and it might not be impossible to be ten times faster than in harsh places.

This was not only because the spiritual energy was concentrated, but also because the Imperial Capital had countless Dao inheritances left by predecessors, making it easier for people to break through realms.

"City in the sky! City of immortals and gods! To see such a city is worth the trip, worth the trip!"

"Seventy years of hard work, being able to enter this city is also worth it!"

"Such a sacred place, living in it is probably not easy, right?"

Not only Xi Yingqing and Liu Dachan, but everyone who came near Panlong Peak was shaken at this time.

The magnificence of this city was more shocking than any treasure.

"Let's enter the city!"

Liu Dachan rubbed his hands, a little impatient.

Xi Yingqing, full of thoughts, also nodded. The two then followed the crowd across the endless spiritual fields and began to climb the first mountain in Nanzhan, Panlong Peak.

A mountain that was thousands of miles high was naturally extremely large. Even though all the city entrants were cultivators, they still walked for half a day without being able to use their supernatural powers.

Only then did they arrive before this long-famous first city in Nanzhan.

"Any cultivator entering the city who uses supernatural powers or magical treasures will be killed!"

"Those who destroy, steal, eat, or hide the plants, trees, birds, and beasts in the city will be killed!"

"Those who kill people will be killed!"

...

Before entering the city, seven bloody words of killing had already caught their eyes. The fierce aura in them made the faces of the cultivators turn pale.

"The blood of seven Yuanshen experts! Some are humans, some are demons, some are Buddhas, some are Daos…"

Feeling the things contained in the words of killing, Xi Yingqing's face turned white, and she dared not look directly at them again. These words contained great killing intent.

"Good heavens."

Liu Dachan gasped and his teeth ached.

Seven bloody words on one city gate. This Imperial Capital had ninety-nine city gates. How many Yuanshen had the Great Zhou Imperial Court killed in these 40,000 years?

Just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle.

The bloody words above the city gate were intimidating, and above the city wall, the soldiers were like forests. With these two layers of deterrence, even the unruly cultivators could not help but restrain their arrogance.

The order of entry and exit was orderly, and even though the flow of people was ten times greater than in ordinary years, there was no chaos at all.

"Eh?"

Passing through the tall city gate, before he could carefully examine the scenery of this sky city, Liu Dachan exclaimed and pointed to a certain corner.

"Mm? That is…"

Xi Yingqing's pupils shrank. There was a mark in the shape of a flame in the corner of the wall: "Wind and Fire Wheel? That is the mark of the 'Crown Prince'. He really came to the Imperial Capital!"

She had the God Court Heavenly Net on her, so of course she had heard of the 'Crown Prince's' illustrious reputation.

"It's over!"

Liu Dachan exclaimed and his face turned gloomy: "This mark has sensed us. The Crown Prince has discovered that we have arrived and is going to summon us to…"

"What if we don't go?"

Xi Yingqing frowned. Qiao Moke was in danger, and she did not want to meet any Crown Prince.

"If we don't go, there may be trouble, big trouble…"

Liu Dachan was in great distress.

He was just a treasure-giving boy who could not keep the treasure, and he did not want to get involved in a major event that even the 'Crown Prince' needed to gather manpower for.

But the Crown Prince was rumored to be moody and violent as fire. Who would dare not go if he summoned them?

Immediately, he looked to Xi Yingqing for help.

"I still have important matters to attend to, but…"

Xi Yingqing naturally did not want to go, but Qiao Moke only told her to come to the Imperial Capital to find his master, but this Imperial Capital was extremely large. How easy was it to find someone?

"Excuse me…"

Suddenly, a gentle and peaceful voice came from a distance: "Is that Xi Yingqing, Senior Sister Xi?"

"Who is it?"

Liu Dachan turned his head sharply and saw a white-clothed youth walking in the wide road among the endless stream of people.

"Junior Brother Yang Jian greets Senior Sister."