Ninth-level fairy

The beautiful woman reached out her hand, pulled Du Fang, and pointed at the painting with her bare hand.

Suddenly, a burst of white light erupted. Her entire body, along with the fingertips in her hand, pierced through the painting.

Enter the world in the painting on the reverse side.

Du Fang was surprised to find that the woman's body overlapped with his own.

What is even more amazing is the world before my eyes.

All the scenes on the back of the picture just drawn appeared before his eyes.

That is the most famous Jingshen Peak in the Nine Divine Continents of Qingxuan Continent.

That was what Chang Qingzi had just mentioned, the place where the Human Emperor repaired the fairyland at the end of the prehistoric mythology.

Everything was just as shown in the picture. In the distance, there was a black sword that pierced through the sky and earth and pierced into the top of Jingshen Peak.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was cut off by the sharp blade, spreading up the sword body, gathering at the tip of the hilt, and hanging in the hand of a white-robed monk in the air.

His eyes were gentle, his hands were clasped together, and he was looking up to the sky.

Continuously channeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to the air above the hilt of the sword—

A majestic palace city is slowly beginning to take shape.

Du Fang's mind moved:

This is the scene where I entered the painting with Jingshen Peak on it, but at this moment I seemed to be just a spectator, and everything around me had nothing to do with me.

Even this body is controlled by this woman.

The woman's voice was very soft, as if she was communicating with divine thoughts in her mind:

"Kid, your name is Du Fang, right?"

Du Fang murmured softly, "Hmm."

"Are you the Human Emperor's divine mind?" Du Fang asked her.

"Human Emperor Huangqiu has died long ago. I am his empress, Qingyao. It is my divine consciousness that has been summoning you to this divine tomb..." It turned out that everything was fake. Before, outside the tomb, he and Changqingzi believed that it was the divine consciousness of the Human Emperor that was summoning him.

And now, it turned out to be a woman, the empress of the Human Emperor.

This beautiful woman is actually called Qingyao.

He immediately asked the question in his mind:

"Was it the fairy blood that awakened you?"

"Yes! Only the body of an immortal can enter this historical void before the shattering of the primitive world."

"Was this place more than ten thousand years ago?" Du Fang was very surprised.

"Don't ask me yet. I'll tell you from the beginning... Did you see that human emperor in white? He's my lover, Diqiu. Ten thousand years ago, the Immortal Venerable, the Dao Ancestor, and the Lich gathered together the nine great cultivators of Shenzhou and created the world at Jingshen Peak..."

"Are they very powerful? What did Kaitian do?" Du Fang couldn't help but wonder.

"They are the first three powerful beings to achieve enlightenment in the world. They set up the most powerful 'Blood Sea and Styx Killing Formation' here to intercept the immortal realm and ascend to heaven with their entire clan..."

"But no one expected that even my husband, the Human Emperor, would be deceived. This killing array is used to strangle the world's top cultivators. The Immortal Realm is just an excuse to deceive people..."

Du Fang wondered, "Why would they lie to the Human Emperor and those powerful cultivators?"

"Because these three want to transform into the Dao and ascend to heaven, merging with the heaven and earth, becoming the three saints who truly master the Dao of heaven and earth..."

Du Fang said in a trembling voice: "Did they... succeed?"

"Yes, it succeeded... My husband was deceived, and so were all the people in the Nine Divine Continents. The three ancestors sacrificed their blood to the greatest cultivators in the world, ascended to heaven and earth, and became saints of heaven and earth. However, this did not satisfy the three saints. Instead, they drew nine chaotic currents of space from the galaxy..."

Du Fang suddenly felt a chill.

"These are nine sections of history that have never merged since the beginning of the universe, floating in the vortex of time and space. The saints wish to use this turbulence of time and space to annihilate all cultivators and their cultivation techniques... This is the most famous calamity of all races. Countless lives were tragically killed, cultivation techniques were confiscated by the heavens, and spiritual energy was depleted..."

"They succeeded too?"

"Yes, the turbulence of time and space caused the shattering of the primitive world, and all of Shenzhou's history was overturned. Spiritual energy was sucked into the vortex of time and space. The world no longer has any cultivators or the skills to achieve immortality..."

Du Fang sighed, "They're cutting the leeks and digging them up with the roots!"

Qing Yao also sighed, "From now on, all races cannot embark on the path of immortality through cultivation... Emperor Qiu of the Human Realm stepped forward, borrowed the luck of all the major races in Shenzhou, and with a single strike of the Eternal Sword, the mountains, the earth's energy, space, time, and the vortex of time and space were all severed!"

Du Fang looked at the human emperor in white in the distance. Was that the figure of Di Qiu?

"The three saints were enraged, and they sent down the avenues of heaven and earth to suppress the Human Emperor. Before his death, Emperor Qiu used his life's cultivation to break through the immortal realm. His sword fell to the human world, and his magic rained down... leaving all races with a glimmer of hope to resist the laws of heaven..."

Du Fang immediately asked, "Did the cultivation techniques of the various sects in the Nine Divine Continents today come down from that time?"

"Yes, before the Great Desolation, the way to immortality and the method of cultivating the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth had already been lost in the catastrophe of all races and returned to the Immortal Realm. What was passed down later was only a little bit that fell from the Immortal Realm when the Human Emperor pierced the Immortal Realm..."

"All nine realms are the limit of cultivators in this world, right?" Du Fang suddenly guessed something.

"You are very clever. Since the shattering of the Primordial World, there has been no Ninth Realm cultivator in the world who can make the ultimate leap and enter a new realm of cultivation..."

As soon as he said this, Du Fang suddenly remembered the book he had dug out:

Nine secrets of swordsmanship.

There are three souls and seven spirits in the human body. One sword enters one soul, nine souls enter nine swords, and one soul floats away from the world.

As strong as a sword, as upright as a sword...

Like the bending of a sword, like the sharp edge of a sword...

It burst out in an instant. After breaking through the ninth realm, is the new realm of cultivation entered the nine sword techniques?

"This is what I left for you, because I need you to kill the other two fairies..."

Qingyao said slowly, with a slight hint of pain in her tone.

"Those three fairies are your daughters, right?"

He had guessed it from the Three Lives Stone before, the dark ink spirit, and the familiarity of the bronze fairy palace's scenery in his body when he entered it.

Those paper figures called out to Mo Ling, "Palace Master, you're back!"

He had guessed it, so he asked:

"Yes, the three fairy spirits, Mo Ling, Qing Ling, and Zi Ling, are all my daughters."

"Are you the Mother of the Fairies?"

Qingyao's beautiful face was filled with sorrow and she nodded slowly.

"Since she is your daughter, why do you want me to kill her?"

"Because they are all polluted and have become machines that kill lives..."

“Who contaminated it?”

Qingyao looked at the clear sky in the distance and said softly:

"Since the death of the Human Emperor, the Saints have blamed me for their anger. They want my three daughters to pay for the 'sin' committed by the Human Emperor. They refined my three daughters into immortal spirits and injected them with the hostility, evil spirits, and evil energy of heaven and earth. They are used specifically to slaughter all living beings in the world and the rising cultivators..."

"The saints have already become saints and represent the will of heaven. Why do they still do this?" Du Fang was puzzled.

Qingyao suddenly asked, "Have you heard of the legend of Pangu successfully creating the universe?"

“I’ve heard of…”

"That's a rumor. The historical truth is that Pangu never succeeded in creating the universe. He emerged from the chaos with his strength to prove his truth. Just as the heaven and earth were half separated, he died of exhaustion. His body never became stars, moon, earth, or ocean..."

Du Fang was completely shocked and couldn't believe that this was the truth of history: "Where did Pangu's body go?..."

"The nine divine continents beneath your feet are his body. The saints call him the 'Fallen God'."

"That is, the Fallen Angel... The shattering of the universe and the calamity of all races are all due to the Fallen Angel's revival of consciousness..."

"Pangu is not dead?"

"He is merely sleeping, he has never died... and his slumber requires the countless souls of the living beings within his body, namely the Nine Divine Continents, to nourish him..."

This is simply shocking. Is this the truth about the Nine Divine Continents? Du Fang simply couldn't believe it.

"Use the souls of the dead to feed the body of the great god who created the world..."

Qingyao continued, "The Tribulation of All Races directly reduced the number of living beings in Shenzhou by two-thirds. The Fallen God, fed by this blood food, fell back into a deep sleep... And to ensure that the Fallen God would not awaken again, the saint refined my three daughters and transformed them into three immortal spirits. Every three hundred years, one of them will be born and bring catastrophic disaster to the human world."