Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 286 The Ultimate Inheritance Site

"Come, come! I haven't fought in three hundred years, it's time to stretch my muscles!"

"..."

Although Jian Chenzi did not speak, the ancient sword behind him rang out with a clang, and the sword intent soared into the sky, tearing apart the clouds.

The other elders also displayed their supernatural abilities and soared into the heavens.

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky above the square, and an oppressive aura filled the air.

Many disciples with lower cultivation levels were so overwhelmed that their faces turned pale and they had to retreat repeatedly.

Murong Yan stood below, watching this scene, his lips twitching.

As the sect leader, he should have stepped forward to stop it.

However, these individuals are all living fossils of their sects, with incredibly high seniority. Even he, the sect leader, is a junior in their eyes.

If he were to go up and try to break up the fight, those old guys might teach him a lesson too.

He helplessly turned his gaze to Nangong Cheng.

Nangong Cheng was stroking his beard, immersed in excitement and ecstasy, with an undisguised smile on his aged face.

Suddenly, Nangong Cheng realized something, and the smile on his face froze slightly.

He glanced at Xia Gucheng beside him.

The other party narrowed his eyes, looking at the several Supreme Elders who were tense and ready to fight in the sky above, his gaze somewhat unfriendly.

"......"

Nangong Cheng felt a sudden tightness in his chest and instantly came to his senses.

If Lao Xia were to lose his temper, even he would be in serious trouble, let alone the others.

He cleared his throat and appeared among the elders in a flash.

"Gentlemen, you are all of advanced age. How can you behave so disrespectfully in front of the younger generation?"

Nangong Cheng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority, slightly suppressing the aura of the several elders.

"Senior Brother Nangong, you've come at the perfect time!"

The Burning Heaven Ancestor glared and said, "Tell me, whose disciple should such an unparalleled genius take under his wing?"

Master Ziyang also said, "The Pure Yang Sacred Body is extremely rare throughout the ages. If one cannot obtain a good teacher to guide one, wouldn't that be a waste of such a precious gift?"

"........"

The senior elders each held their own opinion and disagreed with each other.

But Nangong Cheng shook his head, his expression turning serious: "You don't need to argue anymore. Li Wudao... already has a master."

"what?"

The several elders were all taken aback.

"Senior Brother Nangong, is this true? Within the Xuantian Sect, besides the few of us, who else is qualified to teach such a prodigy?"

The Burning Heaven Ancestor went even further: "Who is it? Let him out! I want to see what makes him qualified to teach the Pure Yang Sacred Body!"

Nangong Cheng glanced at Xia Gucheng, and to save face for everyone, he said calmly, "This person's identity is special, and it is inconvenient to disclose it."

He paused, then secretly transmitted his voice, his tone somewhat grave:

"Don't blame me for not warning you, the person behind that little guy has unfathomable cultivation, and even I don't want to offend him easily."

"I advise you to abandon this idea. That being... is not someone you can afford to offend. Don't make a mistake for yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the several elders changed.

They know Nangong Cheng too well.

This veteran of the sect, with the deepest seniority, is, in terms of apparent strength, among the top ten in the Eastern Wilderness, excluding the Holy Land.

What kind of person is it that even he frankly admits to being wary of?

The elders' minds began to race, and countless guesses flashed through their thoughts.

But even after racking their brains, they couldn't recall when the Xuantian Sect had ever had such a person.

Completely baffled, they could only suppress their burning desires with skepticism and plan to find another opportunity to test the waters.

No one would want to miss out on such a peerless genius.

If one can become his master, when his disciple becomes famous throughout the world, one will also be remembered in history, which would be an honor.

Amidst the turmoil in the outside world—

Inside the tower, on the twenty-first floor.

Li Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly.

He sensed an unknown, mysterious, and boundless aura emanating from the suddenly appearing portal, as if it had traversed an extremely long period of time.

After hesitating for a moment, he tried to reach out and touch the flowing starlight.

The instant my fingertips touched the light gate—

"Buzz!"

An irresistible suction force came!

Li Wudao was uncontrollably pulled into the doorway, starlight swirling before his eyes, time and space seemingly reversed.

……

The next instant, he appeared in another space.

All around was boundless darkness, dotted with stars, as if one were under a vast starry sky.

There is no sound, no wind, and you can't even feel the passage of time.

Only eternal silence and desolation, breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly lonely.

Li Wudao stepped into the void and looked down.

Beneath your feet is a transparent expanse, from which you can see the broken stars, asteroid belts, and even the unimaginably massive remnants of ancient stars floating in the endless depths.

Most of those stars have gone out, leaving only cold, rocky shells floating silently in the darkness.

In the distance, a Milky Way stretches across the sky like a silver ribbon, with billions of stars floating and sinking within it, yet not a sound can be heard.

This place feels like the end of the world, a corner forgotten by time.

Li Wudao felt empty inside. The scene before him reminded him of a word:

Heat death.

A theory that existed only in the hypothetical stage in the past life seems to have been confirmed here.

Just as he was reflecting on the origin and demise of the universe, a voice suddenly rang out behind him.

"Young man, you've arrived..."

Li Wudao suddenly turned around.

Suddenly, a ball of light appeared behind me.

The light and shadow are hazy and indistinct, as if they were formed from the condensation of billions of starlight, constantly changing and flowing, making it difficult to see their appearance.

But that voice... stirred something within Li Wudao.

"Are you the spirit of this Illusionary Demon Tower?"

Li Wudao asked tentatively.

"Hehe, you could say that."

A soft laugh came from the light and shadow, the voice gentle and ethereal.

As they spoke, the ball of light began to shrink and condense inward, the starlight intertwining and outlining, gradually transforming into a misty and illusory human figure.

He was a dashing man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, who looked to be no more than thirty years old. His face was handsome and chiseled, and his brows exuded an air of dominance over the world.

He wore a simple blue robe, his long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and when he stood with his hands behind his back, he had an air of transcendence, as if he stood outside the long river of time, looking down on the rise and fall of the mortal world.

In short, he exudes an unusual and extraordinary aura.

Li Wudao sized him up, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "You..."

He had seen it in the portrait in the ancestral hall of the sect!

The man before them looked exactly like Chen Xuanfeng, the founding patriarch of the Xuantian Sect!

"Grandmaster...?"

A storm raged within Li Wudao's heart, and his thoughts were in turmoil.

How could the tower spirit have taken the form of the patriarch?

Could it be an illusion?

But that transcendent aura is exactly the same as that in the portrait, and cannot be imitated by ordinary illusions.

"I know you have many questions, but don't worry..."

The light and shadow, transformed into the likeness of Chen Xuanfeng, smiled gently, its demeanor ethereal and otherworldly: "You can ask one by one, and I will try my best to answer."

Li Wudao took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and bowed respectfully: "Junior Li Wudao greets senior."

He suppressed his surprise and doubt, and asked the question that puzzled him most:

"Senior, why do you look exactly like my Xuantian Sect's founder? And... what is this place?"