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Accompanied by a deep, resounding bell that echoed through all realms.

The whole world fell into a brief silence.

As one of the empire's envoys, Zhang Tianjun walked out of a palace.

He stood on a platform carved from white jade, holding on to the white jade railings carved with dragons and phoenixes and inlaid with rare gems.

Looking at this world with his eyes.

The sea of ​​clouds here is rolling, and the golden light is dazzling. It is the place where immortals live, not belonging to the mortal world.

Zhang Tianjun looked at this world that is completely different from the human empire.

In the white sea of ​​clouds, there are countless floating islands, emitting light and strange runes, flowing and colorful, very sacred.

The sun emitting golden light hangs in the sky, splashing a faint golden glow on the sea of ​​clouds, as hazy and beautiful as a veil.

Some floating islands stand on high peaks, more than a thousand feet high, and are shaped like swords.

Thrusting into the sky, straight up and down, extremely steep and unreachable.

Some islands are brilliant and thick, huge as a whole, like a small world floating in the confused spiritual energy, covered with brilliance, amazing medicinal light, and the fragrance of medicine spreads for hundreds of thousands of miles, growing many magical medicines that make the world jealous.

Some islands also have silver waterfalls hanging from them, looking far away.

Like one leather thread after another, it is shrouded in mist and steaming, and the spiritual energy is rich.

He is in the tallest floating island.

Standing in his position, he can overlook many floating islands, showing his noble status as the main hall.

Zhang Tianjun's emotions are complicated, and the information of this place emerges in his mind.

This place is the holy land of the fairyland, the Wansheng Palace.

It is also the place where the human empire and the flying fairy civilization communicate and negotiate.

There are endless classical buildings in the holy land.

Each building is magnificent, with mysterious brilliance and strange runes, and the aura rises, making people feel particularly sacred.

Around the island, there are people riding cranes to fly, pinching their fingers to turn into rainbow lights and dancing, which is dazzling.

To be honest, this is a pretty good world.

If you ignore the bottom, Feixian civilization is not that bad.

"Sir, do you need anything?"

A disciple of Wansheng Zhenchuan, wearing a Taoist robe and with a glorious divine ring behind him, Ye Xuan said respectfully.

Zhang Tianjun turned his head to look at the other party, only to see a silver moon hanging behind his head, making him look extraordinary and sacred.

The yin and yang energies all over his body rotate, and the runes of the Great Dao Bagua appear. Obviously, this is another powerful practitioner.

I don’t know how much older he is than me.

"No need¨｀."

Leaving this sentence, Zhang Tianjun returned to the palace.

The negotiation had to continue.

As an imperial envoy, his mission was to make Feixian civilization give up its autonomy and integrate into the empire as much as possible.

Ye Xuan, the disciple of Wansheng Zhenchuan, smiled and was not unhappy even when he was rejected by Zhang Tianjun.

If such a situation spreads outside, I'm afraid the whole fairyland will be boiling.

Wansheng Palace, the number one holy land in the fairyland.

How many children of the powerful and noble in the fairy dynasty, the great families of cultivating immortals, and the geniuses with outstanding talents have difficulty in obtaining the quota of ordinary disciples in Wansheng Palace, and even the menial tasks are scrambled by countless people.

And now a true disciple is so servile to an ordinary mortal.

If such a thing is spread out, any cultivator will not believe it.

What is Wansheng Palace?

This holy land ranked first in the fairy jade has 108 Daozu-level strongmen.

The number of creatures in the world is so huge that it is difficult to calculate.

Those who can cultivate can be regarded as one in ten thousand.

The simplest Qi Refining Stage alone is enough to stop many people who try to cultivate immortals.

Each realm is a threshold, difficult to cross the domain, and requires resources and talent.

After passing the early stage and becoming an immortal, cultivation becomes even more terrifying.

The lowest level of immortal realm, the true immortal realm is divided into three stages: upper, middle, lower and lower.

Each stage of cultivation requires millions of years.

Each major realm must also go through the tribulation of life and death, only in this way can it be broken through.

Such harsh conditions guarantee the combat effectiveness of practitioners.

But it also makes their number very scarce.

It is even more difficult to become a Taoist ancestor.

Each of them has experienced countless tribulations and endured unimaginable fates and destiny to achieve success.

Taozu is the strongest individual existence of psionic energy in Feixian civilization, and is an existence among practitioners that surpasses the Immortal Emperor and the Supreme Heavenly Venerable.

Each of them has survived for a very long time, and has experienced countless ups and downs, but is still towering and indestructible, smiling at everything in the world.

It is precisely because of these 108 Dao ancestors and countless emperor-level and heavenly-level creatures that this holy land dares to be called the Wansheng Palace.

Any true disciple who goes out is sought after by thousands of people, surrounded by stars, and enjoys top treatment.

The Holy Son tried his best to please all kinds of goddesses with outstanding talents and outstanding looks.

Finding a goddess to warm the bed and a handsome man as a lover, these true disciples only need to beg their fingers.

The Goddess and the Holy Son paid so much just to become a slave driven by others.

If they can become friends, it will be a pleasant surprise.

If they are confidantes, it will be a great honor for the ancestors of the sect.

The lowest-level menial disciples of the Wansheng Palace are all one in a hundred among the ordinary people.

Any inner and outer disciples are royal relatives and nobles of a certain ancient immortal dynasty, and may even be the heir.

If you throw a brick randomly in the Wansheng Palace, you may hit a peerless genius who can create an immortal family.

Even the sweeper is a well-known peerless genius in the world of immortal cultivation, with unparalleled wisdom and sword pointing to the avenue.

You can imagine how high the status of these true disciples is.

Even the driven onesThe maids were all peerless goddesses who dominated the world.

But now, a true disciple was respectfully bowing to a mortal.

When the practitioners from the outside world saw this scene, they would probably collapse.

In fact, Ye Xuan didn't want to be so respectful to mortals, mainly because the power behind them was too terrifying.

When these guys who claimed to be from the empire just arrived, a holy land launched an attack.

Trying to seize the other party's cross-universe platform and various mysterious instruments.

Wanting to use this weird civilization to verify his own path of cultivation.

But they were beaten up by these mysterious people, and the top holy land ranked in the top 100 in the fairyland was wiped out overnight, and even that piece of time and space disappeared.

You know, the top 100 holy lands in the fairyland are all ruled by Daozu.

Even the people and the holy land were wiped out overnight, and even the Daozu was silent.

You can imagine how terrifying this matter is.

Even if the Wansheng Palace took action, it would take thousands of years to kill a Dao Ancestor, even tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years is normal.

There is another Dao Ancestor of the Origin of Fire behind him, Chi Rong tried to avenge the destroyed holy land.

He also borrowed a lot of divine objects from people.

(Wang Nuo Zhao)

The Heaven-shaking Bottle, the Heaven-breaking Sword, etc. are all Dao Ancestor-level artifacts

In that battle, Chi Rong held many artifacts, with amazing aura, great power, unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and looked down on the ages.

When he took action, the fire of chaos rose, causing the years to collapse, the avenue to twist, and all order runes to be destroyed.

If it weren't for the protection of the fairyland, I'm afraid it would be completely torn apart, and countless worlds would be reduced to ashes in the flames.

The Dao Ancestor is immortal, one and ten thousand, creating eternity.

As long as someone thinks about it, he can be reborn and reshape his immortal body.

Such a creature's action naturally attracted attention.

But after a short battle, the light enveloped and blocked everything.

The light dissipated, and Chi Rong disappeared from the world.

Even if the Dao Ancestor took action and used his divine sense to search the fairyland and the lower world, there was no breath of the Dao Ancestor of the Origin of Fire.

Even if someone recited his real name, there was no sense.

This made many Dao Ancestors choose to negotiate with this so-called human empire.

But for now, the peace talks are not going smoothly.

The conditions of the empire are too harsh.