Chapter 309: Ziyun Holy Land
en Changqing walked towards Lei Ze, ignoring him.The surrounding thunderous power couldn't hurt him at all.When Shen Changqing arrived in Liuzhe, he looked at Liuzhe. In his heart, a kind of kinship c...The heavens are vast.
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The profoundness of the universe is immeasurable.
In one desolate void, a vast and silent expanse exists there.
Suddenly.
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The space before them shattered, and a figure walked out from within, appearing before heaven and earth.
"Ziyun Clan!"
Shen Changqing looked at the world before him, a sense of familiarity flooding his heart, as if this place was his true home.
He understood.
This feeling alone stems from the essence of Ziyun Saint.
"This place and world could be considered a grand scale existence." Qingyi's voice echoed in his mind.
The vast world!
Shen Changqing nodded very slightly.
The Ziyun clan is considered an ancient clan, and it's only natural that they would possess a vast territory spanning multiple levels of the Great Thousand Realm.
Speaking of it, the human race's current celestial domain is still at the Zhongqian level, and it's the weakest kind.
To make heaven and earth ascend is not a matter of one day or two.
Luckily.
Though the Human race's world is merely at the Zhongqian level, it already sufficiently accommodates the current Human population. There's no urgent need to ascend immediately.
Taking a deep breath to bring his mind back to an utterly tranquil state, Shen Changqing stepped out and directly entered the territory of the Ziyun Clan.
The power of the barrier can block beings from non-Ziyun clans, but for members of our own clan, it is as if it doesn't exist.
> Through the barrier.
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Only then did he truly realize the vastness and boundless expanse of the Ziyun clan's territory.
Peaks and mountains abound.
The peaks are towering and dangerous.
Compared to the human world, the Purple Cloud Clan's territory is like everything magnified dozens or even hundreds of times. Even an ordinary mountain peak can soar tens of thousands of meters high.
Occasionally, one can see a huge python moving through the mountains.
Besides that, there are magnificent cities standing within.
"Purple python!"
Looking at those parading pythons, Shen Changqing's heart was as clear as a mirror.
The ziyun clan's true form is the purple python.
The purple python's body is massive. Even a newly hatched purple python can have a body length of over ten feet and possesses immense divine power, capable of easily crushing hills.
If it were an adult purple python, it would possess even greater power, capable of crushing mountains as tall as ten thousand zhang.
From here, it can be seen that there is a big difference between humans and other races in terms of innate ability.
The human race is weak.
Newborns have no strength in their bodies, and even the slightest danger could potentially lead to death.
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All ethnic groups of young children are different.
Even the weakest of all races, newborns possess a certain amount of power. They can uproot trees and shatter stones with ease.
After adulthood, one possesses even more power.
In comparison.
If the human race does not cultivate, it will be impossible to contend with all other races.
Without any reason, Shen Changqing thought of what Qingyi had said before.
The human race has two layers of seals. One layer of the seal restricts the power of the human race itself. If there were no seals, humans should be born with all their secrets unlocked.
As for this, he became more and more in agreement.
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But it is quite clear.
The Human Race's sealing time is very long ago, not just as simple as ancient times. Otherwise, Qing Yi wouldn't be completely unaware.
After briefly checking his bearings, Shen Changqing immediately soared into the sky.
In the midst of towering mountains and peaks, countless palaces are nestled there.
When Shen Changqing landed, a purple-robed cultivator appeared and said in a deep voice, "This is the Purple Cloud Holy Land, you are not allowed to trespass... It's the Saint Son!"
When the cultivator saw the arrival of the other person, his expression instantly changed, and his demeanor became respectful.
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Holy Son!
That was the core disciple of Ziyun Holy Land, who was among the top disciples of all holy lands.
Any holy child cannot be offended by other disciples.
He was merely a guard at the gate of the sacred mountain. He didn't even have the qualifications for this.
"Um."
Shen Changqing imitated Ziyun Sheng's original appearance. He simply hummed lightly and then swaggered into Ziyun Shengdi.
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Purple Cloud Holy Land.
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The Zijun clan is the largest power within the Zijun clan, and it also controls the core of the clan.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This saying also applies to the Ziyun clan.
Within the Ziyun clan, there are numerous factions. These factions are equivalent to human clans, and the Ziyun Sacred Land is equivalent to the imperial court of humans, ruling over all clans in the world.
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Therefore.
The master of the Ziyun Holy Land, and the current emperor of the Ziyun clan, is Mang Huang!
According to Ziyun Sheng's memory, the other party was a top-tier Rule God King, with immeasurable strength. Within the vast Ziyun clan, the other party was considered the strongest existence.
As for this.
Sheng Changqing has no way to investigate for now.
It's impossible for such a large clan to have absolutely no cards up their sleeve.
Just like the Zhong Shan clan, there exist ancient peerless divine weapons, powerful enough to drag even a God Lord into the underworld.
However.
He was not too afraid.
With its own strength, unless it provokes a truly divine master-level expert, it can go wherever it wants.
Compared to when I used to mingle with the Zhongshan clan, walking on eggshells every step of the way, I don't have much to fear now.
strength.
Often, it is one's greatest courage.
The Purple Cloud Holy Land was vast, and the internal forces were also intricate. Shen Changqing, following the memory of the Purple Cloud Saint, walked in a certain direction within the holy land.
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When arriving before a mountain peak, a disciple guarding the mountain was taken aback, then his face lit up with surprise: “The Holy Son is back!”
“Master, are you here”
Shen Changqing nodded.
The master he spoke of was naturally the master of Ziyun Sheng.
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The cultivator said, "The peak master is currently on Divine Peak."
"Good."
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Shen Changqing didn't say much, and walked straight up the mountain.
The Divine Peak is one of the many branches within the Purple Cloud Holy Land, and he is the Holy Son of the Divine Peak.
Apart from Shenfeng, the Ziyun Holy Land still has thirteen branches, each with a holy son.
As for the master of Shenfeng Peak, he is a cosmic god king. Therefore, Shenfeng is the strongest branch among the fourteen peaks.
Upon reaching Shenfeng Peak, one could see many disciples moving about. Upon seeing Ziyun Saint, these disciples would instinctively show a look of reverence.
It's nothing.
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The Son is the most central existence within the peak.
Except for the Peak Master, no cultivator's status is higher than that of the Saint Son.
When they arrived at the Shenfeng Hall, Shen Changqing tidied his clothes slightly and then strode inside.
The hall employed the technique of "a mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru". From the outside, the structure didn't seem very large, but once you stepped inside, it was a different world altogether.
Ahead of the main hall is a golden throne.
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When he walked in, the empty throne emanated a hazy aura. The next moment, an old man in purple robes appeared there.
"Greetings, Master!"
Upon seeing the old man appear, Shen Changqing bowed respectfully.
The cultivator before them was none other than the master of Shenfeng Peak, the master of Ziyun Sheng, Purple Cloud Luo.
“You're back!”
Ziyun Luo slowly opened her mouth, her imposing gaze fell on the other person, as if she wanted to see through them.
"How is everything going"
“The disciple had already reached the Demon Beast Continent and was about to take action, but a powerful figure from the Black Demon God Clan appeared. The disciple was no match and could only flee in defeat. The other two younger brothers, however, unfortunately perished there.”
"My disciple has failed to live up to your expectations, Master. Please forgive me!"
Before returning to the Ziyunshi clan, Shen Changqing had already thought about how to deal with it.
He pushed everything, all of it, onto the Black Demon Clan. After all, Ziyun Luo couldn't possibly investigate the truth or falsehood of things.
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"Dark Demon Race!"
A chill swept across Ziyunluo's eyes.
He sent Ziyun Sheng to the Death Forbidden Zone, intending to seize the treasured artifact held by the demon clan. However, now that his plan has failed, a surge of anger rises within him.
However.
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Purple Cloud Luo didn't really get angry, just her voice was a bit cold: "If it failed, it failed. Didn't the news spread"
"No."
>That's fine.
Purple clouds swirl, and the azure dragon nods its head.
The fact that the Demonic Race possessed a priceless treasure was a closely guarded secret of Shenfeng. He had Purple Cloud Saint bring the treasure to him because he wanted to use its power to defend Shenfeng's status, and even to advance it further.
Even now, even if we fail, the news of the treasure must not be leaked.
Then.
Ziyunluo looked at the disciples before him: "Since you have failed, then go ahead and rest first. In another ten years or so, it will be time for the Saint Assembly. If you can stand out from the crowd, after all, you can get the key cultivation of the Holy Land."
In this way, the next time the Divine Platform opens, you will have a chance to leave your name on the God List.
"You have to understand how important the Conferred God List is. As long as you can get your name on it, you'll become a candidate for the next Saint Master. And if you don't die along the way, becoming a top-tier Divine King in the future is practically guaranteed."
Although the Assembly involves all disciples from the Holy Land, the real highlight lies with the performance of each peak's Saint Son.
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Last time at the holy gathering, Purple Cloud Saint achieved impressive results.
That's it.
Purple Cloud Luo is quite satisfactory.
However.
It's not enough to just have good grades, to truly stand out, you need to surpass all the other gifted disciples.
Right now, Ziyunshen's strength wouldn't make it easy to achieve this, but he still held a glimmer of hope.
On the other side.
Chen Changqing, after reviewing the content of the Holy Assembly, spoke in a low voice after a long silence: "Disciple has something to tell Master."
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"As the disciple was preparing to leave the Deathly Forbidden Zone, it so happened that an ancient relic site emerged. Although the disciple did not receive any inheritance after entering it, he obtained half a bowl of divine liquid."
"What, divine liquid!"
Ziyunluo's originally tranquil expression changed abruptly, and even her breathing became rapid.
A terrifying aura emanated from him, causing the air in the hall to thicken with pressure.
To make the scene more realistic, Shen Changqing's body trembled slightly, as if he was struggling to hold on.
Upon seeing this.
Ziyunluo also realized her own gaffe, took a deep breath, and with effort restored her composure, then squeezed out a strained smile: "You mean you got half a bowl of divine liquid, where is it now"
“Reporting to Master, while I was in the ancient ruins, I already consumed the divine liquid.”
>Shen Changqing's sleeves fluttered, the Qingyu Spirit Flame transforming into a blazing inferno that reached to the sky, with power like burning mountains and boiling seas. Even the Dao would dissipat...