106: Chapter 106 Golden Scale Immortal Venerable

Northern Plains.

Heaven Burial Island.

An ancient corpse beneath a burial shroud sat on an ice bed. Before it lay the kunlun mirror.

The mirror surface reflected the rift above Heavenly Saint City.

"Upper Realm." The ancient corpse emitted a dry voice.

He extended a withered finger and tapped the mirror surface.

An ancient Law spread along the mirror surface, attempting to decipher the coordinates of that rift.

"Fight. The more miserable the fight, the better. My mausoleum still lacks a few Immortal corpses for burial."

The winds of the four great regions changed completely with the appearance of that rift above Heavenly Saint City.

All gazes were focused on the Central Region.

Seventy-two hours. The countdown began.

On the streets of Heavenly Saint City, Su Jiuer led the staff of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, busily selling melon seeds and Spirit Tea.

"Come take a look! An Upper Realm expert descends, a spectacle rarely seen in a thousand years! Buy a ticket and get a talisman, purchase quickly!"

Gu Sheng listened to the hawking downstairs and closed his folding fan with satisfaction.

This is what the Cultivator world should look like.

Fighting and killing are so boring; everyone sits down to watch a play, pays the money, how harmonious.

He closed the ledger and put it into the drawer.

This group of people, how many surprises can they bring him?

Starlight faded in the daylight.

The Formation patterns of the Zhou Tian Star Array had already silently locked down the space of the entire Heavenly Saint City.

Once inside this gate, life and death were no longer in their hands.

Gu Sheng lay back in the grand Revered Master chair and closed his eyes to rest. Sleep. Rest up, to count money well.

The Heavenly Dao Law emitted a dull sound in the sky, as if making a final announcement for the coming slaughter.

The wind rose. The flags of Heavenly Saint City fluttered loudly. The grand play, begins.

Seventy-two hours. For the Cultivator world, it was just the time for a nap. Yet Heavenly Saint City lived it out with the fanfare of a festival.

Loose Cultivators, in order to snatch a standard seat ticket, had trodden the threshold of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion flat. Box seat tickets were hyped to astronomical prices.

Su Jiuer made the abacus click and clatter, the sound of the beads rubbing together forming a continuous stream.

"Pavilion Revered Master, the tickets are sold out. Scalpers have hyped the back row standing tickets to five thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones." Su Jiuer handed over the ledger.

Gu Sheng took it, flipped through two pages, and closed it.

"Check which scalpers are reselling." Gu Sheng picked up his teacup, "They dare to fleece the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion; when it is time to close the net, make them spit it out with interest. The Great Era has begun, the rules of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion are the only rules."

"Understood." Su Jiuer withdrew.

Outside the window, the rift in the sky expanded into a massive black hole. A dark golden halo swirled at the edges, and the oppressive aura caused all the birds in the city to vanish.

Gu Sheng leaned back in the grand Revered Master chair. The System panel pulsed.

[Host, this wave of ticket revenue converts to about five hundred thousand destiny points. You really have the business spirit ingrained in your bones.]

Gu Sheng ignored it. A fool wouldn't make money when they could. Since that group from the Upper Realm wanted to come and die, he had to squeeze out every last bit of residual value.

Southern Border. Deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Ye Yuan stepped on the cheek of the Yao Emperor. This Creation Realm Peak ox-Yao, having revealed its original form, flattened half a mountain with its massive body.

"This Divine Son came from so far away, and you try to dismiss me with these piles of junk?" Ye Yuan tossed a Yao Beast core in his hand.

The Yao Emperor snorted roughly from its nostrils, lacking even the strength to resist.

Just half an hour ago, this jinx who called himself the Divine Son of the Ye Family had stormed into the Yao Emperor Palace. Three punches. With only three punches, the defense the Yao Race prided themselves on became a joke.

"Divine Son Ye, spare me..." The Yao Emperor spoke in human language, its voice trembling, "The Yao Race treasury really only has these left. Last time we went to Heavenly Saint City, we brought all our assets."

Ye Yuan curled his lips. Poor ghost.

He looked up towards the Central Region. The celestial phenomena there were changing, and even from ten thousand miles away, he could sense the opening of the boundary passage.

The main body is about to go all out.

"Consider yourself lucky." Ye Yuan put the core into his storage ring and jumped down from the Yao Emperor's back, "Dig up the Spirit Medicine on these few mountains and send them to Baicao Valley. If even one is missing, this Divine Son will stew you for soup."

The Yao Emperor nodded repeatedly, as if granted amnesty.

Outside Baicao Valley. Jian Wuji wiped the bloodstains off his precept-breaking blade.

These past few days, the Sword Cultivators of the Sword Burial Abyss followed behind Ye Yuan to pick up scraps and profited immensely.

Su Qianxue tallied the medicinal herbs that were delivered.

"Valley Revered Master, the Yao Race has delivered three carts of thousand-year Spirit Ginseng." A Disciple ran over to report.

Su Qianxue looked up, glancing in the direction of Heavenly Saint City in the Central Region.

In the contention of the Great Era, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion was the true chess player. Baicao Valley clinging to this thick thigh was better than anything else.

Heavenly Saint City. The countdown reached zero.

A deafening sound erupted from the black hole above the firmament.

The clouds were forcibly pushed aside. A golden staircase extended from the black hole, reaching directly above Heavenly Saint City.

War drums sounded. One hundred thousand soldiers wearing Immortal armor lined up in Formation. Immortal Qi swirled around them.

At the lead were two war chariots.

The one on the left was pulled by nine golden Dragons. Golden Scale Immortal Venerable stood on the chariot shaft; his severed right wrist had been reattached, with faint traces of Sword Qi still remaining.

The one on the right was pulled by four black Qilins. The Devil Emperor sat atop it, his black and gold imperial robe fluttering loudly.

Ten Immortal Lords stood on both sides.

Such a lineup, if placed in the Lower Realm, would be enough to sweep across the four great regions.

Inside Heavenly Saint City, the Cultivators who had bought tickets sat in their respective seats, looking up at the army in the sky, not daring to breathe loudly.

This ticket was worth it. To actually be able to see living Immortals.

No one could guess if they would lose their lives in a moment.

Golden Scale Immortal Venerable looked down, his gaze locked onto the Star-Plucking Tower.

"Heavenly Secrets Pavilion." Golden Scale Immortal Venerable spoke, his voice like a great bell, spreading across the entire Central Region, "Hand over the Great Emperor Legacy and cripple your own cultivation. This Venerable can leave your corpses intact."

The Devil Emperor snorted coldly. "What is the point of all this talk? Search their souls directly."

He raised his hand and pressed down with a palm. A black demonic palm covered the sky and sun, heading straight for the Great Xia Imperial Palace.

The target was clear: Ji Ruxue.

Great Xia Imperial Palace. Ji Ruxue stood before the side hall, looking up at the descending demonic palm.

Her Dao Integration Realm cultivation was not enough before an Upper Realm expert. She did not dodge.

Revered Master said, when the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

Top floor of the Star-Plucking Tower. Gu Sheng put down his teacup.

"God King." Gu Sheng spoke, "The guests have arrived, serve the dishes."

Jiang Taixu stood up. His white clothes fluttered without wind.

He did not draw his sword. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Zhou Tian Star Array, activate.

In broad daylight. The sky above Heavenly Saint City suddenly filled with stars.

Three hundred and sixty-five main stars lit up. The starlight intertwined into a giant net, scooping up all one hundred thousand Immortal soldiers along with the two Immortal Venerables.

The demonic palm struck by the Devil Emperor collided with the starlight net, without even splashing a drop of water, and dissipated directly.

"Formation?" Golden Scale Immortal Venerable frowned, "A petty trick."

He drew the Immortal sword at his waist and slashed at the star net. The Sword Qi was like a rainbow.

The star net did not move at all. That Sword Qi was refracted by the starlight and slashed back towards the Immortal army camp.

Several hundred Immortal soldiers could not dodge in time and were slashed into blood mist by their own Immortal Venerable's sword.

The Devil Emperor stood up. "Something is wrong. This Formation is stripping away our Immortal Qi."

The starlight descended. Each ray of starlight was comparable to a bone-scraping knife.

The protective Immortal Qi of the one hundred thousand Immortal soldiers melted under the starlight. Screams rose one after another.

It was not a battle. It was a one-sided slaughter.

Gu Sheng stood by the window, watching the miserable scene in the sky, and shook his folding fan.

"The number one killing Formation of the ancient times, it can even strangle a Great Emperor. You two pseudo-Immortals, are you worthy of challenging it?"

The System panel data surged crazily. [Kill Immortal soldier, destiny points + 100] [Kill Immortal soldier, destiny points + 100]

The numbers jumped so fast it was dazzling. The Cultivators in the city were all stunned.

The script is wrong. What happened to the Upper Realm experts crushing the Lower Realm ants? How did it reverse, with the Upper Realm army trapped in the Formation being slaughtered like pigs?

"What exactly is the background of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion?" A Loose Cultivator swallowed his saliva.

"Never mind the background. These melon seeds are delicious." The person next to him cracked melon seeds, watching with great interest.