roccoschili Chapter 575 Recruitment
Chapter 575 Recruitment
【Currently Mastered Martial Arts】
[The Chaos Daoji Divine Canon: The King of the Ten Great Daos]
[The Chaos Avenue Origin Divine Canon: Low-level Intermediate Chaos Divine Body (0.000......1%)]
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[Current lifespan: 1000 Chaos Era]
[Currently available lifespan: 51966 billion yuan per day]
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Looking at the attribute panel, the corners of Su Mo's mouth gradually rose, and the smile on his face was like the warm spring sun, which could not be suppressed at all.
In one day, he brought his low-level Chaos Divine Body's natural talents to the limit. After the Taichu Avenue, the Chaos Avenue successively integrated with eight other avenues including time and space, destiny, and reincarnation, and successfully stepped into the realm of the Ten Dao Kings.
Moreover, they are the most powerful of the ten supreme avenues, and their comprehensive combat power is so terrifying that it is far beyond the comparison of the ordinary ten Dao Kings.
With the help of many illusory spiritual bodies, as long as he does not encounter Dao Kings with more than a hundred Daos, even if he cannot defeat them, he still has a good chance of saving his life.
At this moment, in this Nanli Fairyland, his safety is basically guaranteed.
Apart from the lord of the Nanli Fairyland, the Nanli Fairy King, few people can truly endanger his life.
The Nanli Immortal Kingdom is not ranked very high among the 108 immortal kingdoms in the Shenxiao Immortal Court. It is only ranked 83rd. There is only one king of more than 100 great ways, the Nanli Immortal King.
Here, if any king of more than ten great ways stomps his feet, the Nanli Immortal Kingdom will tremble three times.
Moreover, it wouldn't take too long for his low-level Chaos Divine Body to make another breakthrough. After his cultivation broke through the realm of the Ten Dao Kings, his time accelerated and soared directly to a million times. One year in the outside world was equivalent to a million years in the Zixiao Realm, and his daily lifespan increased by nearly twenty times.
It would not take him 500 million years to accumulate enough energy to infuse his lifespan and forge a low-level to medium-level chaotic divine body. By then, in the vast Nanli Immortal Kingdom, perhaps only the Nanli Immortal King could pose a real threat to him.
"call......"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Su Mo suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked around. Most of the chaotic energy had been extracted from the surroundings, and the danger level had dropped significantly. Even the Hundred Dao Masters were no longer in great danger. A glance at the chaotic void, the light of time and space flashed on Su Mo's body, and his figure disappeared without a trace.
When he reappeared, he had already crossed thirty trillion Dao-years of chaos and appeared in the Prince of Zhennan's Palace.
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Time flows by like a rushing river, and soon, another 200 million years have passed.
Zhennan Palace, Wanling Lake, and the island in the middle of the lake.
Su Mo was dressed in white, sitting quietly on a stone pavilion in the middle of the island, holding a copy of "Nanli Travels" in his hand. He had a peaceful aura, like a weak scholar who didn't know how to practice cultivation.
The breeze blew gently, ruffling his sleeves, making him look even more elegant.
Not far from the stone pavilion, several beautiful maids wearing gauze skirts, with graceful figures and ethereal air, like fairies, stood respectfully, waiting for Su Mo's call.
There was less melancholy and uneasiness between everyone's brows. Nearly 700 million years had passed, and the atmosphere in the Taimeng Chaos, and even the entire Mingling Chaos Circle, was as solemn and depressing as ever. Especially after some of the Thousand Dao Masters who were watching the battle were affected by the aftermath of the battle and their souls were destroyed, and their hard work of hundreds of chaotic epochs had been wasted, there was a tendency for the area to become a forbidden area.
But inside the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion, the atmosphere was much more relaxed. No one knew whether they had figured it out themselves or Su Mo had given them confidence, but the maids were no longer as nervous as before and had basically returned to normal.
"How dare you come here? I want to see what this Jade Dragon Immortal has in mind."
Suddenly, Su Mo raised his head slightly, his eyes were sharp as lightning, a playful smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of curiosity and anticipation in his eyes, as if he was waiting for an interesting drama to be performed.
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Thousands of years later.
With a "puff", the Chaos Barrier, which was difficult to shake even for the twelfth-order Supreme Lord of the Mingling Chaos Circle without the Chaos Magic Treasure in his hand, was split into two like a piece of cloth as thin as a cicada's wing, forming a void crack ten thousand feet long.
The next second...
A golden ship about a thousand feet long came out from the space crack. A layer of golden barrier covered the surroundings, isolating the chaotic energy outside. Its speed was so fast that it was even faster than the Chaos Divine Ship that Qing Lingxian and his men were riding. In less than ten breaths, it had crossed tens of millions of years of chaos and appeared outside the Taimeng Chaos.
Then he effortlessly tore through the Chaos Crystal Wall of Taimeng Chaos and went straight to the Jiuling Continent, at the foot of Xuanling Mountain.
Five people walked out, led by an old man in a white Taoist robe. He had white hair, but looked energetic, and each of his white hair seemed to contain the accumulation of years.
He has an ethereal aura and looks like a fairy, as if he is not of this world.
With a gentle smile on her face, people can't help but feel good about her as soon as they see her, as if they were bathing in the warm spring sun.
The other four were four majestic generals wearing divine armor. They had tall and straight figures and extraordinary aura, and they followed the old man closely like loyal guards.
In the sunlight, they were shining with dazzling luster, as if showing off their powerful cultivation.
"I am Duanmu Kong, the chief historian of the Jade Dragon Immortal Lord's Palace. I am here on the orders of the Jade Dragon Immortal Lord to see the master of Xuanmen."
Duanmu Kong bowed slightly, his movements graceful and steady, and spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was like a breeze blowing over the hills, carrying a unique rhythm that was clearly transmitted into Xuanling Mountain and echoed among the mountains.
"Om..."
At this moment, a ripple appeared in the void in front of Duanmu Kong, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, and a person appeared out of thin air.
"What a mysterious sect! It is worthy of being the inheritance of a half-step Dao King. It is indeed extraordinary."
Duanmu Kong's heart sank. He had no reaction at all to the appearance of the person in front of him. The cultivation level of the person who came was very high, very likely even higher than his, while he was a quasi-four thousand four hundred Dao master who had successfully comprehended four thousand three hundred and ninety-eight complete Daos.
"Xuanmen Yuding greets all of you fellow Taoists." Yuding Zhenren bowed and said, "Everyone, please follow me."
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After ten or so rests.
A group of six people slowly walked into an ancient temple near the top of the mountain.
The temple is filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The erosion of time has made the walls of the temple slightly mottled, but it also adds a bit of solemnity.
On the tall stone pillars in the hall, there are countless ancient and complex runes engraved, which seem to be silently telling the past glory and heritage of Xuanmen.
At this time, a man was standing in the center of the hall. He was wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe. The black and white colors on the robe were intertwined and flowing, as if he was interpreting the Yin-Yang balance of the universe, and it contained endless mysteries.
He looked to be about forty years old, with a peaceful and serene expression, as if all the disputes in the world could not disturb his state of mind. There was also an otherworldly aura lingering around him that made people respect him.
The aura on his body was as deep and endless as the abyss and the sea. Even Duanmu Kong, a quasi-master of 4,400 Daos, felt like he was facing a vast ocean, unable to fathom its depth.
"I'm Xuandu, nice to meet you fellow Taoists. I wonder what advice you have for my Xuanmen?" Great Master Xuandu bowed slightly, his voice steady and echoing in the silent hall.
Upon seeing this, Duanmu Kong immediately showed a gentle smile on his face. He slightly turned sideways, and a divine general behind him hurried forward and slowly opened the exquisite jade box in his hand.
In an instant, divine light shone brightly, and a top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure that would drive even the Four Thousand Dao Masters crazy lay quietly inside.
The spiritual treasure was shaped like an ancient stone tablet, with countless dragon shadows vaguely swimming on the tablet. It seemed that countless dragon roars were coming from it. The sound was distant and grand, as if it could penetrate time and space.
"I have heard of the reputation of Xuanmen for a long time. Seeing it today, I find that it is indeed well-deserved. I came here this time on the orders of Jade Dragon Immortal Lord to sincerely invite Xuanmen to join the Eighth Prince's camp. This is the top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure - the Ten Thousand Dragon Stele, which is a little gift from the Eighth Prince."
The great master of Xuandu frowned slightly, and his eyes swept over the gifts calmly. His expression was calm, and he said calmly: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness the Eighth Prince. However, Xuanmen has always adhered to the way of freedom and has no intention of getting involved in disputes between parties. I hope you can understand."
Even his father, the Immortal King Nanli, was not qualified to make them pledge allegiance to the Xuanmen sect, let alone the fact that he was just the eighth prince.
Duanmu Kong's heart tightened, but he still kept a smile on his face. After a pause, he said, "Fellow Daoist Xuandu, you may not know that behind Mingyou Immortal Lord, there is His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince. Now, your clan has suppressed the three major garrison armies under Mingyou Immortal Lord. Mingyou Immortal Lord will not give up. When the time comes, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince will definitely stand up for him. Although your clan is strong, it is not enough to match His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince. As long as your clan can join His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince's camp, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince will definitely do his best to protect your clan and help you get through this disaster."
"I appreciate your kindness, fellow Taoist. Although my Xuanmen is small, no one can bully us. Everyone, please go back." The voice of the great "Master" Xuandu was sonorous and powerful, revealing an unquestionable tone.
Before, they in the Xuan Sect would be a little wary of the Fourth Prince, but now, if he dares to interfere, they will chop off his paws.
Duanmu Kong saw that Master Xuandu was determined and knew that there was no turning back. He sighed secretly and spoke slowly. He smiled helplessly, bowed slightly again, and said, "In this case, I am being rude. I hope we can still have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
After saying this, he bowed slightly, said goodbye and left with the four gods behind him.
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Time flies, and another 30 million years have passed.
Yuhuang Immortal Palace, Yulong Immortal Lord’s Palace.
The Jade Dragon Immortal Lord, dressed in a nine-dragon robe, sat on a crystal throne that was emitting a soft light that shone on his face, making his expression seem a little uncertain.
He frowned slightly and sighed in his heart, "Sure enough, the inheritance of a half-step Dao King is not so easy to compromise. It seems that I still have to force them. Next, it depends on old man Mingyou..."