lcionline Chapter 1869
Chapter 1869
"A hundred years is indeed a considerable amount of time for cultivators at our level," Zi Mang said, his tone becoming serious as he put away his joke.
"So Brother Chen Xuan, you must not let me down. Once you join the Holy Land of Heartless Love, you must strive for the position of Holy Son—perhaps we can meet again in the Holy Land Ranking Battle ninety-eight years from now."
Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of confidence: "Bai Qianhuan is my little brother. Now that his elder brother is here, does he still dare to occupy the position of Holy Son?"
"Very well! I'm relieved to hear that!" Zi Mang laughed heartily.
"In that case, Brother Chen Xuan, Fellow Daoist Zixian, we shall take our leave. I should also return to cultivate and comprehend the Dao, in preparation for the start of my Void Trial on the Devouring Demon Star a hundred years from now."
Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian nodded in farewell. A pale golden teleportation halo emanated from Zi Mang's body, and his figure seemed to be slowly swallowed by the void, finally leaving only a faint trace of light that dissipated among the stars.
Only Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian remained in the void.
As Qiu Zixian gazed at the boundless "void ocean," the starlight reflected in her eyes like tiny fragments of light. She couldn't help but tighten her grip on Chen Xuan's hand.
"What do we do next? This void is so vast, there's not even a reference point. How are we supposed to find the Sacred Land of Heartbreak?"
Chen Xuan picked up the green leaf given to him by Zi Mang, and condensed a wisp of crimson-gold divine power at his fingertips, which slowly seeped into the green leaf.
The green leaves instantly glowed with a soft blue light, and countless fine veins appeared on the leaf surface, like a miniature star map.
He sensed it carefully for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, although the trajectory of the Heartless Holy Land is vast, it is not far from us, only a few nebulae away."
In the past, before he had fully comprehended the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, it would have taken him several years to find a moving holy land in such a vast void.
But now, he possesses the complete Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and a single teleportation is comparable to the Great Teleportation Talisman. Following the trajectory, it's not too troublesome.
"I'll take you there." Chen Xuan put away the green leaves and tightly grasped Qiu Zixian's hand. The next second, pale golden Qiankun patterns appeared around him, spreading out like ripples on water and enveloping the two of them.
The surrounding stars instantly became blurry, as if stretched into long lines, and even the distant nebulae seemed to be rushing backward.
wow——
The two figures vanished instantly, leaving only a faint golden trace, which was quickly swallowed by the void.
The ten holy sites are all incredibly diverse in form:
The Purple Mansion Holy Land is a dilapidated immortal mansion left over from the early days of the Immortal Era, with its walls bearing the marks of time.
The lair of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land is an island floating in the void, shrouded in thick gray fog year-round;
This sanctuary of heartbreak is hidden within what appears to be an ordinary green leaf.
Chen Xuan was no longer a novice new to the world of cultivation, so he naturally didn't think that "a sect can't be hidden among fallen leaves."
Cultivators possess abilities far beyond mortal imagination; whether it's an island, a celestial abode, or even a fallen leaf, they can create a vast world within it.
He had heard Xiaota say that a true Eternal Realm expert could even create a world within a grain of sand, allowing living beings to multiply within it, which shows that "a mustard seed can contain Mount Sumeru" is not an exaggeration.
"When you first achieve the Eternal Dao and fully master the Great Dao of Space, you will be able to create a small world within a stone." The little tower's words were still clearly imprinted in Chen Xuan's mind.
He led Qiu Zixian, moving along the trajectory recorded by Qingye time and time again, occasionally missing their target—although the Sacred Land of Heartless Love moved according to the trajectory, its position would also be slightly adjusted due to the turbulent void.
The wind in the void carried fine ice crystals that stung his face like needles. Occasionally, meteorites with fiery tails would streak across the distance, crashing into the void and creating ripples, but this did not affect Chen Xuan's judgment in the slightest.
About a month later, when the two reappeared by teleportation, Qiu Zixian was the first to exclaim in surprise: "Look!"
In the pitch-black void ahead, a green leaf was slowly drifting down—the leaf was about the size of a palm, with several light brown tears along its edges, as if it had been eaten by insects, and its veins were clearly visible, exuding the simplicity of ordinary plants.