Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

His mind was full of doubts: the flying token was on the Thick Earth Nurturing Cauldron, and the two Transformation Gods joining forces couldn't suppress it! They still couldn't dig the thing out! Why did they have to deal with him and the Xuántiān Sect!

His first thought was that the Thick Earth Nurturing Cauldron had said something indiscriminately, leading the trouble to the Xuántiān Sect. That cauldron spirit was a selfish, greedy, and cowardly old man who would say anything to protect himself. Especially since it had existed for tens of thousands of years and knew countless secrets, if it pretended to reveal something, even a Transformation God would be half-believing.

Could it be that he really had to meet that Chief Executive? Meet the two Divine Venerables? If the two Divine Venerables had reached an agreement, they would probably eliminate all the outsiders who knew the secret after obtaining the flying token, including him, Tóng Tiānfú, and Shū Tiānqí.

He originally wanted to rescue Fire Crow Daoist, but now it seemed that he was powerless. Jixia Academy had probably set a trap, waiting for him to break into it.

While pondering, he suddenly felt the earth shaking. While still surprised, he saw the spiritual power in the ground rushing north at full speed, almost like a tide.

A thought flashed in his mind, and he quickly drilled out of the ground, flew into the sky, and looked north. He saw that countless miles away, clouds were rolling in the sky, forming a huge vortex, constantly devouring the spiritual power of heaven and earth. This scene was like the arrival of another world!

The Sky-Supporting Divine Pillar was finally opened! The scale of its momentum was clearly visible even millions of miles away.

This was a huge opportunity, and of course, a graveyard that would devour countless cultivators and demons!

Zhāng Yuánjìng stood in the air, watching as demons rushed north from the sky or the ground from time to time, gathering towards that land of great contention.

He silently recited a sentence, remotely wishing Fire Crow Daoist safety, and then resolutely turned around and flew south.

The strong wind hit his face, tearing at his clothes with a cracking sound. The spiritual power within millions of miles was still continuously flowing towards the opening of the Sky-Supporting Divine Pillar. This undoubtedly also showed that the secret realm connected to the Sky-Supporting Divine Pillar was extraordinary, and the probability of the existence of Transformation God opportunities was very high. The cultivators who entered the Central and Southern Regions first were mostly those few Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivators standing on the absolute peak.

Heavenly Dao Sect, Profound Serenity Palace, Spirit Martial Mountain, and Supreme Purity Palace all had Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivators. In addition, there were two or three other major sects that were rumored to have them as well. This was accumulated over the past thousand years. Further back, countless talented and brilliant people waited in the Great Perfection realm until their lifespan was exhausted, without being able to wait for the opportunity to achieve Transformation God.

After this change, it was unknown how many years it would take for a new opportunity to achieve Transformation God to appear.

If the two human Transformation Gods left this realm through the flying token, then they would be taking away two opportunities to advance to Transformation God completely. Even if they fell in the future, their cultivation would be scattered into the heaven and earth where they were at that time, and would no longer be related to the Eastern Victory Continent.

He sped along the way, and in less than a day, he arrived at the place where he had fought with Guō Sōngtāo and others. This place was in a mess, with many pits in the ground and traces of puppet mechanical beasts drilling in and out.

He sneered, sacrificed the intermediate-grade Wind-Riding Chariot, drove the flying chariot to step on the sky, put on a show of momentum, and galloped south.

A few days later, a chariot drove up from the side, also an intermediate-grade Wind-Riding Chariot, but it was traveling at extreme speed and slowly approached.

When the two chariots were within a hundred miles, a voice came from the side: "Zhāng Yuánjìng, it's useless even if you escape back to Heavenly Capital Mountain! If you want to protect your sect, stop immediately and come with me to see the Chief Executive!"

It was Guō Sōngtāo's voice.

Zhāng Yuánjìng swept his divine sense over and saw six people riding in the flying chariot. In addition to Guō Sōngtāo and the Jù-surnamed cultivator, the other four were all unfamiliar faces. Two were in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and two were in the mid-stage of Nascent Soul. Their strength was already considered not weak.

He did not answer, but looked ahead. He saw a vast plain thousands of miles away, with an open field of vision, which was suitable for a great battle, so he drove the chariot to land there.

Before long, two flying chariots landed on the plain one after another. Zhāng Yuánjìng put away the flying chariot, pointed at the six people opposite, and said calmly: "I am Zhāng Yuánjìng of the Xuántiān Sect. Please state your names."

Although Guō Sōngtāo was a little surprised by Zhāng Yuánjìng's abnormality, he was secretly pleased that he was like this, so he took two steps forward and said with a pretentious look: "These few have quite a background. I will introduce them to you, so as not to—"

"Fellow Daoist Guō, there's no need!" A cultivator with a long face and long hands waved his hand and said in a sharp voice, "I am Jīn Āndào, a successor of the Mohist school of Jixia Academy in the Eastern Region. Junior brothers, please state your names!"

"I am Zhào Fēngléi, from the Yin-Yang school of Jixia Academy," a refined middle-aged cultivator said with a smile. He was the third mid-Nascent Soul cultivator among the six.

"I am Gǔ Yù, from the Military school of Jixia Academy," This was a burly middle-aged man with sharp eyes.

"Poor Daoist Yún Sōng, from the Daoist school of the academy." The last to state his name was a short, fat Daoist with black and shiny hair, but white eyebrows and a white beard, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhāng Yuánjìng greeted the four one by one, and finally asked: "The four of you are cultivators from the Eastern Region. I wonder why you want to attack me?"

Jīn Āndào said coldly: "The Xuántiān Sect has taken in a traitor from the Agrarian school. We are just asking you to go and accept the questioning of our academy's Libationer."

Zhāng Yuánjìng sneered and said: "A traitor from the Agrarian school? I don't seem to have heard your academy issue a notice saying that those who left the Agrarian school are traitors! Fellow Daoist, it's a bit perfunctory to use this as an excuse!"

Jīn Āndào took two steps forward, his narrow eyes narrowed into a slit, staring at Zhāng Yuánjìng, word by word: "The truth of cultivators ultimately depends on strength."

"Well, that's the truth. Then let me, Zhāng Yuánjìng, use my fists to reason with you!"

He stepped forward and quickly approached Jīn Āndào.

"Clang!"

Flying swords were unsheathed, and Zhào, Gǔ, and Yún had already sacrificed their spiritual treasures, waiting in full battle array, but Jīn Āndào remained unmoved, with a confident look.

Guō Sōngtāo and the Jù-surnamed cultivator knew the power of Zhāng Yuánjìng's flying sand and rocks, and each moved sideways to the side.

Zhāng Yuánjìng said grimly: "Today, I will no longer hold back. Everyone, be careful!"

He pinched a magic formula in his hand and raised it upwards. The green grass on the plain flew into the sky, along with sand and stones and mud, covering an area of nearly two hundred feet.

Those shrouded in it were Jīn, Zhào, Gǔ, and Yún.

"Junior Brother Zhào, reverse the Yin-Yang and Five Elements!"

"Junior Brother Gǔ, break the formation with soldiers!"

"Junior Brother Yún, find the enemy's tracks!"

One order after another popped out of Jīn Āndào's mouth, clear and powerful.

Zhāng Yuánjìng only used the first half of the Earth-Covering Mountain technique to confuse the enemy, and then quickly checked the four people's reactions.

Among the four, Zhào Fēngléi and Gǔ Yù each took out different shapes of formation devices. Zhào Fēngléi's was a Hurricane Chess, and Gǔ Yù's was a silver plate that was half thick and half thin.

Zhāng Yuánjìng took a quick look and felt that Zhào Fēngléi's Hurricane Chess was more powerful and more harmful to his maintenance of the Earth-Covering technique. He protected himself with the Origin Stone and quickly approached Zhào Fēngléi, swinging his fist and smashing it over.

At the same time, he released Ape Thirteen, guiding its position with his divine sense, and letting it deal with Gǔ Yù.