Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 873 – Nan Tian

When Yang Junshan turned around to look, it just so happened that the person had stabilized his body and raised his head to look at Yang Junshan.

The instant their gazes met, the person’s gaze froze for a brief moment before returning to normal. He surveyed the surroundings before looking at the child for a moment before hesitantly asking, “This place is the Immortal Palace?”

Yang Junshan did not say anything. The child swallowed the last bit of the fruit, nodded and blinked his large eyes: “That’s right!”

“Then …” The cultivator looked around at the small courtyard that was like a wall.

The child didn’t even raise his head as he reached out his hand towards Yang Junshan’s direction and said, “You can leave from here!”

The cultivator once again looked at Yang Junshan, because the direction that Yang Junshan was heading towards was the exit of this small courtyard.

“I am Jia Dong, how should I address you, friend?” The cultivator cupped his hands and smiled at Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan kept having the feeling that this person’s smile was a little fake, and also slightly raised his hand, saying: “My surname is Yang, I pay my respects to Fellow Jia.”

Jia Dong walked in front of Yang Junshan and asked, “This is the first time I’m here in this Immortal Palace. I wonder if Taoist Yang can give me a few pointers?”

Yang Junshan’s gaze unnoticeably swept across the child, but discovered that he did not even look in this direction, so he laughed: “To be honest, this is also my first time here at this immortal palace. I was also blind, and probably know less than Fellow Jia.”

Yang Junshan said as he opened the entrance of the courtyard and was about to step out.

Seeing that, Jia Dong Spirit Master shouted out, “Taoist Yang, wait for me …”

When he stepped out, he suddenly felt a spatial energy revolving around him when he entered the secret realm. Yang Junshan suddenly turned around to find that behind him was a small cave, inside the cave waxtinguished oil lamp, there was no spatial gate, but Spiritual Master Jia Dong had also disappeared without a trace. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Noᴠelꜰire

When he thought about the process of him entering and exiting the immortal palace, which he had previously asked Patriarch Guan Tao for guidance, Daofather Ziyuan had never told him about these things. Yang Junshan’s eyes moved, and his soul transformed into a wisp that wrapped around the oil lamp. The originally extinguished oil lamp actually started to flicker with a weak light, but the light was dying, and it looked as though it could go out at any time.

Yang Junshan took out a crystal brick from his storage treasure and placed it on a bean sized flame to roast, and the crystal brick actually started to melt like a wax stone, as drops after drops of spirit liquid dripped into the oil lamp’s lamp, and very quickly, the entire crystal brick completely melted, and with the supply of spirit liquid from the crystal brick melting, the originally bean sized flame also grew a bit larger, and the half an inch long flame began to throb even more spiritually.

Yang Junshan smiled, he once again took out a crystal brick from his storage treasure and started to roast it on the flame, this time the melting speed of the crystal brick was a lot faster, but the flame did not increase, it was still half an inch long, and jumped even more cheerfully.

After Yang Junshan finished fusing with the third crystal brick, the spirit liquid had already filled the lamp. Yang Junshan muttered to himself: “Three crystal bricks are enough time for three days, as expected, entering and leaving the Immortal Palace is burning money!”

The Immortal palace was a gathering place for high order cultivator s in the cultivation world, so the threshold for cultivators to be able to enter here was at least Heavenly Dipper Realm, but Heavenly Dipper Realm cultivators could only hold on for one day at the most, so melting more crystal bricks was useless; however,, as a Taihang Realm cultivator, was able to stay in the Immortal palace for three days. Once three days were up, and the spirit liquid in the lamp was completely used up, he had to leave the Immortal palace.

Yang Junshan turned around and walked out. The space under his feet actually extended with his footsteps, and very quickly, a memorial archway that seemed to be surrounded by spirit mist appeared in his line of sight. He was even able to see three large words written in the center of the memorial archway, “South Heaven Gate”!

As for Dao Realm cultivators, according to Ancestor Guan Tao, they would normally gather at the Moon Palace. As for where the Moon Palace was, Yang Junshan did not know, but he did know that Dao Realm Patriarchs was also allowed to enter the South Heaven Gate.

Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and looked behind him. Even though he was only a few tens of steps away, he could no longer see the cave behind him or the Soul Lamps that were left behind.

knew that this should be the use of a spatial divine ability on formations. Through the letter written by the Cang Xuan Ancestor, he was able to more or less confirm that this should be the evolution of a spatial divine ability that was delaying the end of the world. Even though he had only taken a few steps, the power of space would expand in his surroundings with every step he took.

The huge memorial archway of the South Heaven Gate was already right above him. Yang Junshan looked at the opposite side of the memorial archway, but he couldn’t see anything. He took a deep breath, then walked towards it.

A neatly arranged market city appeared in front of Yang Junshan. There weren’t many cultivators coming and going about in the market, and didn’t seem to be very busy on the outside, but every time a cultivator appeared, they would release ripples of the Heavenly Dipper and Supreme Divine Dipper’s cultivation fluctuations.

At the same time that Yang Junshan stepped into South Heaven Gate, there were other cultivators who passed by him and entered the city, and at the same time, some cultivators walked out from the city, and walked out from the South Heaven Gate. Among these cultivators, some of them revealed their true appearances, while some of them wore masks or secret techniques and abilities.

Yang Junshan stood at the entrance of the city square and blocked their way. Some of the cultivators merely walked past him, while others raised their head and looked at him expressionlessly.

After a while, Yang Junshan finally let out a sigh of relief. His stiff face had calmed down, and he walked towards the marketplace, but most of his energy was already in his dantian.

“What happened just now?”

On top of the Sky Splitting Peak, Yang Junshan’s soul consciousness condensed to his original appearance, and asked while looking at the pangolin that was crawling on the ground.

Beside the pangolin, the residual mace that had already repaired most of the cracks was still trembling slightly.

In fact, the moment Yang Junshan stepped into South Heaven Gate, the entire residual mace started to tremble violently. If it wasn’t for Yang Junshan and the artifact spirit’s suppression, the residual mace would have been pulled out of the Sky Splitting Peak by itself.

The moment Yang Junshan entered South Heaven Gate, he used ninety percent of the True Essence in his body to suppress the residual mace, to the point where he stood motionlessly at the entrance of South Heaven Gate, as though he was shocked for the first time in his life.

“It’s a summon, something is summoning the main body!” The pangolin said in a low voice, its body also trembling.

“Are you afraid? What exactly is it that can be summoned again? ” Yang Junshan frowned and asked.

“I don’t know, but that kind of summoning brought great danger to me, as if my body was going to be smashed into pieces. This was also the reason why I helped you suppress your true body with all my might.”

Yang Junshan’s brows furrowed even more, and asked again: “Can you sense where the summoning came from?”

The pangolin hesitated for a moment, then shook its head and said, “Unless I let go of my original body and let it search for me on its own, or unless you accidentally get close to the source of the summoning, I will not be able to guide you.”

“It should be a spatial barrier!”

Yang Junshan seemed to have understood what was going on, but at the same time, he could almost confirm that the object that had an extremely strong connection with the residual mace should be inside the Immortal palace. However, he was still confused about one thing, that was, even the half of the residual mace that was on Zhang Yueming’s body did not give the artifact spirit and body such a strong summon, what exactly was inside the Immortal palace?

Seeing Yang Junshan taking a step out of the small courtyard, Jia Dong Spirit Master quickly chased after him. Other than the small courtyard, there was no other trace of Yang Junshan in the unknown color space in front of him.

“Bastard!”

Jia Dong cursed. He looked ahead but could not determine the direction. He suddenly turned around and saw a two feet high cave and a extinguished oil lamp.

Dao Master Jia Dong looked around cautiously and found that apart from this small cave, there waall memorial building shrouded in clouds far away.

Taoist Jia Dong extended his hand toward the oil lamp on top of the cave. He thought for a while and then stopped. Instead, he used his Spiritual Sense to slowly move closer to the oil lamp.

Unexpectedly, the moment his Spiritual Sense came into contact with the oil lamp, a violent thought came to mind. Jia Dong Fen turned pale with fright and was about to withdraw his Spiritual Sense, but suddenly a tearing pain came.

He looked at the oil lamp in front of him and took two steps back in fear. Only then did he realize that this oil lamp had actually lit up a bean-sized light lamp, giving him a very familiar feeling. He was immediately able to confirm that the light lamp was most likely burning because it had cut off his soul consciousness.

We can’t stay here anymore!

The fear in Jia Dong’s heart grew even stronger. He looked around once more. Other than the distant memorial archway that was faintly discernible in the clouds, there was nothing else. He could only brace himself and quickly walk towards the memorial archway.

The memorial archway was getting closer and closer, and the cave behind him and the oil lamp burning with big sparks of beans had long disappeared. This made Jia Dong feel relieved, and when he arrived outside the memorial archway and saw the words “South Heaven Gate”, he hesitated for a moment and also walked in.

The space world changed as the South Heaven Gate market appeared in front of Jia Dong. Looking at the cultivators passing by the market, he finally felt at ease, thinking that this should be where the Immortal Palace really is.

However, just as he took two steps towards the city square, Spiritual Master Jia Dong’s complexion suddenly turned pale. A sharp pain far more painful than the tearing of his consciousness caused him, a dignified Adept Tai Gang, to cry out loud, as he looked towards the direction of the scream. He saw that Dao Master Jia Dong was holding his head with both hands as he stumbled out of the South Heaven Gate, and thus, pity, sympathy, and ridicule filled his eyes.

“Ha, I finally saw another one!”

“Poor fellow, he’s most likely a rogue cultivator!”

“Come back in a month!”

“I’m afraid that even after a month, he still won’t be able to figure it out …”