Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 131 The Secret Realm Opens, the Tide Arrives!

I was drunk all night.

Before we knew it, it was evening the next day.

All the cultivators in Tianlong City, whether riding the wind, using flying magic weapons, or riding spirit beasts, headed towards the end of the Tiangang Mountains, forming a vast and impressive procession stretching for dozens of miles.

Some cultivators even arrived at the end of the Tiangang Mountains a day early, occupying a spot on each of the many peaks, sitting cross-legged, their expressions filled with anticipation for rare magical treasures to emerge from the demonic energy tide.

Some powerful cultivation families even occupy a single peak.

Smaller cultivation families would unite with each other, forming groups of three or five to occupy a peak.

"Whether we can survive this family calamity depends on this one. We've gone to such great lengths, uniting with three cultivation families. We must provide me with a magic weapon of grade five or higher!"

On the summit of a sword-shaped mountain, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the towering demonic peak that seemed to pierce the clouds, filled with anticipation.

"Huh, why is everyone so far away from that demonic peak at the end? It's at least three thousand feet away!"

"I was just saying you're young and inexperienced. What kind of thing is that demonic energy? Cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage can't resist it at all. These Foundation Establishment families have brought quite a few Qi Refining stage cultivators with them. Once they step within three thousand feet, the demonic energy enters their bodies. If their families don't have any Nascent Soul stage cultivators, that Qi Refining stage disciple will be crippled!"

On another beautiful mountain peak, an older cultivator was giving instructions to a younger cultivator.

"By the way, Uncle, I heard from other cultivators that there are also some chosen ones from the Holy Lands who want to enter the Demon Court to search for treasures. Won't they get even more treasures?"

The young monk in blue robes pressed for an answer.

"You seem to know quite a lot. The three great holy lands of Beidou, Jiuxiao, and Xingdao have all sent disciples here, including some holy sons from within those holy lands. Each of them is of supreme status!"

The older monk in the gray robe said.

"Your talent is quite good. When the Beidou Holy Land accepts disciples next time, I can take you to take the test. If you pass the test and become a disciple of the Holy Land, the status of our entire cultivation family will rise accordingly!"

The older monk in the grey robe said.

"Uncle, don't worry, I definitely won't let you down!"

The young cultivator in blue robes spoke with a resolute expression.

"Hahaha, Uncle believes in you!" The gray-robed cultivator patted the little cultivator's head affectionately and laughed heartily.

Just now.

Six fleeting afterimages suddenly streaked across the distant horizon, instantly traversing a thousand feet, passing over the various sword peaks, and hovering a thousand feet away from the demon peak.

These six people instantly attracted the attention of cultivators from various mountain peaks, most of whom wore expressions of envy and reverence.

"That's the Holy Son, the future guardian who might inherit the entire Beidou territory. Just being able to catch a glimpse of a few of them here would be something I can brag about for the rest of my life!"

The cultivator families of the Beidou Holy Land were mostly excited.

Lin Xuan's group of six had one more person than yesterday.

The extra one was another disciple of the Beidou Holy Land. He was not a Holy Son, but wore an inconspicuous gray robe, his hair was casually tied back, he had a slightly aloof personality, did not like to talk, and his whole demeanor exuded a sense of "keep away."

Lin Xuan turned his gaze to this person.

Nickname: Ghost Wolf

Race: Terran

Level: Ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm

Lin Xuan felt a pang of emotion. Back in the game, when the human race was attacked from three sides by the demon, monster, and ghost races, there were many young or older powerhouses who were renowned among the human race.

And this ghost wolf is one of them.

It is said that Ghost Wolf inherited the legacy of a powerful demon from the Void Realm beyond the realm. Although the legacy was incomplete, it gave him a significant advantage in battles against demons and monsters. In one battle, he single-handedly killed ten powerful demons and monsters of the same Void Refinement Realm, thus gaining great fame.

Thus, during the war, he fought his way to the position of Holy Son of the Big Dipper Holy Land.

Of these six people now.

Yang Wensong, who had been somewhat arrogant before, became more docile and tried to avoid eye contact with Lin Xuan.

He came here purely because the Star Island Holy Land wanted to send Murong Haitang, and he asked to come along as well.

I thought I could show myself more by Murong Haitang's side during this trip.

But they never expected to run into someone as tough as Lin Xuan.

He wasn't stupid; he didn't choose to continue taunting Lin Xuan. Judging from the illusion technique Lin Xuan used, it completely overwhelmed him, and the two were simply incomparable.

Mu Anxiang looked at the setting sun on the distant horizon. A thousand feet away, on the Demon Peak, dense demonic energy began to emerge from the crevices of the jagged rocks, shrouding the entire Demon Peak in a layer of darkness.

At the moment when light and darkness meet.

Mu Anxiang took out a delicate black token about the size of her palm from her storage bag.

"open!"

Mu Anxiang shouted.

hum!

The token floating in front of him suddenly trembled, and the array patterns on the token suddenly lit up.

boom--

Before the token, a fierce vortex of demonic energy suddenly formed, and from within the vortex, a beam of demonic light as thick as a bucket shot out like a meteor.

A thousand-foot-long spatial rift was torn open at the junction of light and darkness on Demon Peak.

Swish swish!

All the cultivators within dozens of miles could hear the sound of waves crashing against their ears.

next moment.

The surging, tsunami-like waves of demonic energy burst forth from the spatial rift.

It blotted out the sky, swallowing up the last bit of light, plunging the area within a radius of dozens of miles into darkness, and making the spiritual energy appear mottled and unclear.

The demonic energy tsunami surged and crashed towards the numerous mountain peaks where many cultivation families resided.

Upon reaching three thousand feet, the demonic energy was diluted considerably by the abundant spiritual energy, and the height of the demonic energy tsunami gradually increased, eventually flying over a majestic sword peak.

As the cultivators gazed upon the vast tsunami of demonic energy, they knew that the moment they had been waiting for had arrived.

At this time, many magical treasures washed out by the demonic tide also fell into the gradually thinning tide. From the very beginning, many cultivation families on their respective mountain peaks collected the magical treasures that fell from the tide.

Of course, most people simply put the magic weapon away after obtaining it.

He wouldn't dare to flaunt the grade of magic weapon he obtained in front of so many people; anyone who does would be absolutely insane.

No one knows how many of the tens of thousands of cultivators who came were involved in murder and robbery.

at the same time.

After opening the entrance to the Demon Court Secret Realm, Mu Anxiang put away the token.

Immediately, the six transformed into various colored lights, swimming upstream against the tide of demonic energy, and rapidly approached the entrance to the secret realm. Within moments, the six figures entered the realm.

"I really envy these disciples of the Holy Land. The magical treasures inside the Demon Court's secret realm are definitely dozens of times better than those washed out here!"

Although they were envious, they all knew their own limitations. They might not even be able to resist the demonic tide outside the secret realm, let alone go against it!