Chapter 834: The Mysterious Gate of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace Shall Open Today!
Jin Yangtian might comprehend the basic structure within 29 days, but for safety’s sake, Xia Feng believed he needed to summon Miss Mu within 25 days.
It was now the 16th day, leaving only 9 days.
He had to hurry!
Besides having Yue Hongli search for Ash Stones simultaneously, he also sent his clone back towards ‘Shenyang Gorge’. If his main body failed in knocking on the Heavenly Gate, he would have his clone plunder the ‘Blazing Sun Divine Domain Spirit Paper’ and forcefully trigger the self-destruct mechanism of the Shenyang Seal!
This would directly annihilate the Blazing Sun Divine Domain, preventing anyone from obtaining it!
Especially Jin Yangtian and Jin Shiyin; if the powers behind these two obtained the Blazing Sun Divine Domain, the Dragon God’s eight lives would be over.
However, destroying the Blazing Sun Divine Domain was merely a temporary measure, akin to drinking poison to quench thirst. The Spirit Paper would regenerate elsewhere. Therefore, Xia Feng would only execute this plan if it was absolutely unavoidable.
Lost in thought, he had already arrived at the foot of the Golden Mountain Range. Looking up at the majestic and towering mountains, the Heavenly Steps seemed incredibly distant and impossible to climb.
The Extreme Nine Heavenly Tribulation locked onto the concept, targeting the soul’s origin. It made no difference whether his main body or a clone knocked on the Heavenly Gate; if the clone died, the main body would also die.
Thus, Xia Feng came in person, allowing him to utilize more methods.
However, the moment he unleashed the giant phantom form of Musashi Tengu and accelerated upwards, his entire body felt as if burdened by immense thunder, and he suddenly sank.
When he forcefully broke through the clouds and landed on the first Heavenly Step, the dazzling golden steps instantly turned into liquid thunder, pooling around his ankles. Every single electric ion crawled up his leg bones like bone-eating beetles, gnawing at his spine and nerve endings. Xia Feng could even hear the explosive sound of his bone marrow boiling.
Terrible pain surged directly to his nerves. Xia Feng grunted, and his leg muscles reflexively wanted to retreat from the Heavenly Step, but luckily, he managed to suppress it.
The mechanism of the Extreme Nine Heavenly Tribulation was simple: it simulated the most extreme pain in the world to obstruct intruders. The higher the intruder’s Spirit Pressure and Mental Power, the better they could resist this pain.
Xia Feng’s Mental Power was high, but his Spirit Pressure was only at the Venerable One level, barely resisting the erosion of the Extreme Nine Heavenly Tribulation.
“Boom—!!” Thunderclouds began to gather, and dense bolts of rain descended.
Amidst the roaring of heavenly thunder were the shrieks of three million dead souls. These sounds were like rusty iron nails spinning in his cochlea, shattering his last understanding of the concept of ‘silence.’ His mind was filled with countless fragmented human and beast voices, and natural sounds, as if all the sounds of the world were rushing into his mind, swelling to the point of explosion! His eye sockets became bloodshot and scarlet, his expression ferocious.
This was only the first tribulation’s pain, and it already made him feel like he was suffering immensely.
At the same time, Xia Feng had a realization: this simulated extreme pain in the world was actually the sealing power of Miss Evil Dragon.
Miss Evil Dragon had been enduring this kind of suffering for thousands of years.
And this was merely the mildest pain.
Xia Feng exhaled, took a step, and ascended to the second step.
“Sizzle—!!” Thunder dragons lurked in the clouds, and heaven and earth lost their color.
As the black-robed person ascended, his mask shattered, and the spade symbol scattered. Behind it were a pair of eyes that had regained their sharp, cold ink-black pupils. Reflected within them were nine layers of thunderclouds, each lightning strike carving an unhealable crack on his retinas.
The world shattered into a million prisms before his eyes!
“Crack!” His eyeballs and the whites of his eyes seemed to be instantly pierced. Only bolts of lightning raged untamed within his eye sockets. He vomited a mouthful of bloody phlegm and, without hesitation, raised his foot again, forcefully stepping onto the third step!
“Boom—!!!”
Heaven and earth seemed to shatter, and Xia Feng lost all perception.
***
The Empire.
A thousand miles west of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace lay a broken cliff.
Misty clouds swirled around a middle-aged man in a black and gold robe, standing with his hands behind his back by the cliff’s edge.
The man was merely a phantasm, his face blurred, with only vertical pupils of crimson gold, like a dragon’s.
He seemed to have been standing there for a long time. His robe billowed in the wind as he gazed towards the majestic divine palace under the eastern starry sky, his gaze indifferent.
But at this moment.
Behind him, space swirled into an ink-black vortex, quietly condensing into a stooped, white-haired old man.
The old man’s hand, exposed from his robe, was withered like a dead branch. He leaned on a wooden sparrow-headed crutch, his upper face covered by a gray sparrow mask, revealing only the lower half of his scarred face.
The middle-aged man did not turn around. He spoke indifferently, “It has been over two months now, and neither Jin Yangtian nor Jin Shiyin have returned to the real world. Is your mother deceiving this King? Hmm?”
His divine voice was like a resounding bell, majestic and magnificent.
The cliff and the mountains below the clouds trembled slightly.
The gray sparrow elder remained undisturbed. He stooped, crossed his hands, and firmly pressed them on the head of his wooden crutch. His voice was hoarse and deep, “Your Excellency Pillar State, please calm your impatience.”
“The information I, Sparrow God Mountain, have obtained is absolutely accurate. There will definitely be a way to return to the real world during the Sumeru War. The only question is, can the God-tier genius your Excellency has appointed truly seize the Blazing Sun Divine Domain?”
“If the divine domain’s spirit paper falls into the hands of the Black Moon Pope or Burning Heaven Evil Son, then all efforts will be in vain.”
The gray sparrow elder said calmly, “The Black Moon Pope has been unusually active in the last few thousand years and is unwilling to cooperate with us, clearly having his own plans. The rebels of Burning Heaven are even less likely to assist us.”
“If the God-tier genius fostered by your Excellency cannot compete with the Pope and Tu Lin, then the plan targeting the Heavenly Martial Empress might fail before it even begins. Heh heh~”
The old man’s voice was hoarse, and his laughter was sharp and low.
“Fail?” Shang Jue’s indifferent expression showed no emotional fluctuation. As long as Sparrow God Mountain’s information was accurate, his plan would not fail.
Jin Yangtian, this young genius he personally nurtured, would also perfectly execute the assigned task.
Lost in thought, Shang Jue sensed something and raised his hand, glancing at the clear blue light cluster in his palm.
An azure nebula flowed within it, like a miniature universe compressing three thousand small worlds. Twelve crescent moons were suspended in eternal night, and each star track was inscribed with ancient divine script.
In the next moment, the central crescent moon cracked, revealing a cobweb-like bloodstain. The light cluster was instantly stained by a drop of blood at its center, turning scarlet.
The Sumeru Realm and the real world were isolated from all information transmission, but information could be conveyed through indirect methods.
For example, this imprint of light turning from blue to red represented that Jin Yangtian was about to succeed in seizing the Blazing Sun Divine Domain. He would soon transmit it out, and preparations for the imperial conquest could begin.
“Second Seat Mo, go back and inform your superior.”
“The Mysterious Gate of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace shall open today!” Shang Jue casually dispersed the light cluster. As his sleeves unfurled, the star river inverted, and his voice was like the striking of a bell from the highest heavens.
The gray sparrow elder was startled. He hadn’t expected news so soon.
“To still obtain the Spirit Paper with Her Highness the Imperial Concubine’s involvement, this God-tier genius is truly not disappointing.”
He praised in a hoarse voice, and his stooped figure then transformed into black mist, swirling back into a vortex and shrinking until it disappeared.
