"No, no, no! Ahhhhh! What the hell is this, save me."
"Run, run fast, get away from here. These purple flames are too bizarre, they can burn the host along the spiritual energy."
In an instant, chaos erupted.
Everyone turned into streams of light and fled.
Those who did not escape all turned into tormented ghosts, wailing in purgatory, unable to live and unable to die.
Looking around, the dojo of Emperor Luoshi's era, where Mu Changqing resided, was engulfed by strands of purple Nether Flame, transforming into a purple purgatory.
This place was like a slowly blooming purple flower among the heavens, radiant yet evil, bizarre yet noble.
The Great Dao retreated, natural forces fled, and spiritual energy ceased to exist.
It transformed into a true forbidden zone.
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Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.
This was the seat of authority of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty.
It was also the most powerful place in the entire Yunyu Realm.
A hall for discussing matters, upholding the mandate of heaven.
Ancient formations enveloped the surroundings, with wisps of immortal energy, so dense it could almost condense into spiritual liquid.
A common cultivator practicing here for a day would be equivalent to a year outside.
The hall's decoration was exquisite and grand, with every table and chair being a terrifying spiritual artifact.
Outside the hall, mountains and clear waters intertwined, shrouded in immortal energy, with ancient terrifying immortal beasts coiled in protection, rare flowers and exotic herbs, and the melodious sound of spiritual springs.
At this moment, within Fengtian Hall.
Terrifying figures stood, radiating immortal aura.
The most peculiar were the five people on the left. Despite their cultivation only being at the peak of the Ming Dao realm, they were among the top echelon of the entire Fengtian Immortal Dynasty.
They exuded an aura different from the cultivators of this era, carrying a sense of twilight and old spiritual energy.
The six people on the right were true cultivators of the Immortal realm. In the Yunyu Realm, an Immortal represented a judge of life and death.
Across the myriad realms, immortal cultivation was divided into Void Immortal, True Immortal, Immortal King, and Immortal Emperor.
Within Immortal King, there were further subdivisions into various tiers.
Ordinary Immortal King, Peak Immortal King, Supreme Immortal King, Giant Immortal King.
The Fengtian Immortal Dynasty was originally led by six great reincarnation mighty figures and six Immortal Envoys.
One of them, An Zhuangsuo, was annihilated by Mu Changqing, leaving only five.
In the central seat, a middle-aged man with an overbearing aura sat askew.
He radiated terrifying immortal energy, his black hair flowed without wind, and his cultivation had already reached the True Immortal realm.
Su Yu, the sole True Immortal expert in the Yunyu Realm and the Lord of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty.
"Esteemed sirs, regarding the matter of Commander An Zhuangsuo, what are your thoughts?"
Su Yu spoke, his expression indifferent, his tone calm.
It seemed that the loss of a commander-level reincarnation mighty figure was of no consequence to him.
However, those familiar with Su Yu knew that the calmness in his indifferent eyes was the calm before the storm, concealing earth-shattering rage.
Those who reached the True Immortal realm could be called undying, meaning eternal life and boundless lifespan.
Of course, this was provided they were not annihilated by a terrifying existence; otherwise, their so-called longevity would be a joke.
"Killing the experts of my Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, including a candidate Saint Son, is a provocation to the Immortal Dynasty's majesty. He deserves death. I am willing to personally lead the Immortal Dynasty's experts to eliminate Nalan Yong and the mysterious expert by his side."
Someone from the immortal cultivator side spoke slowly, emanating a terrifying aura of peak Void Immortal.
"News has come from the Forbidden Dojo that someone killed our Fengtian Immortal Dynasty's experts and trespassed into the dojo. How should this matter be handled?"
Su Yu spoke again.
These repeated provocations against the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty were a blatant slap in his face as the ruler of the Immortal Dynasty.
If handled improperly, he would become a laughingstock among the heavens.
A figure stepped forward from the ranks of the reincarnation mighty figure commanders.
"I volunteer to go and personally suppress and bring back the trespasser of the Forbidden Dojo, killing one to warn a hundred."
Su Yu nodded slightly and said calmly.
"Very well, Shen Tu, Xu Jiu, you two will personally lead ten thousand Soul Infant realm cultivators, a thousand Spirit Transformation realm cultivators, a hundred Integration realm cultivators, and ten Ming Dao realm cultivators to pursue Nalan Yong and the mysterious expert by his side. Maintain constant contact with the Immortal Dynasty. If they cannot be captured alive, killing them is acceptable."
After a pause, Su Yu looked towards the reincarnation mighty figure commander side.
"Lu Jin, Wei Ji, you two will be responsible for the matter of the Forbidden Dojo. Those who dare to provoke the Immortal Dynasty are likely not simple."
"This is a turbulent time. Everyone, act with great caution. The spiritual energy recovery is accelerating, and all sorts of heaven's favored ones, peerless prodigies are being born, and even some ancient existences are awakening. The Immortal Dynasty is no longer the absolute ruler of the world."
Su Yu sighed lightly. A few days ago, that aura had emanated from the depths of endless chaos.
The entire heavens were enveloped by its supreme pressure, its terrifying nature unprecedented in history.
At that moment, facing that pressure, Su Yu felt like an ant.
As his words fell, Su Yu's figure disappeared from the main seat.
The others also departed.
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The Forbidden Dojo.
Mu Changqing's figure appeared within his former dojo, and the heart that had been silent for countless eons stirred slightly.
His purple eyes surveyed the surroundings. Apart from green waters and verdant mountains, there was nothing special.
Only the traces of his past footsteps remained.
Originally, his dojo, even if it were merely a place of past cultivation, would have retained supreme Dao charm.
Those who entered below the Immortal Emperor realm would instantly turn into nothingness upon touching even a wisp of Dao charm and rules.
But after that battle of Emperor Luoshi and the battle of the Heavenly Dao, the Dao charm and rules were shattered, leaving only scattered remnants of his past.
Over countless epochs, these remnants had also faded with time.
Mu Changqing's dojo was very special, extraordinarily simple.
In the Emperor Luoshi era, those who reached the Immortal Emperor realm.
If they left behind their foundations and legacies, who would not possess billions of living beings and establish supreme legacies?
Their residences would be magnificent and extravagant.
Or they would be the ancestors of Imperial Clans, with billions of clan disciples, revered by countless beings.
Mu Changqing was different; from beginning to end, he was alone.
He rose from obscurity, lived a life of conflict, opposed the Immortal Emperors of the heavens, and contended with the Dao.
Friendship, family, love... Mu Changqing never believed in them.
He could control the lives of all beings under heaven, he could have followers whom he could discard at any time, but he would never have anyone qualified to stand on equal footing with him.
Looking around, dense forests bloomed, flowers and grass flourished, spiritual currents permeated the air, resembling a fairyland.
There were no extravagant or magnificent buildings; wherever he stepped, it was pure nature.
Occasionally, there were traces of his cultivation moments, almost imperceptible after being worn down by the years.
"The abyss of yesterday is a mere trifle today. Reaching the pinnacle and looking back, it is nothing more."
Mu Changqing chuckled, shook his head, and stepped across the mountains and rivers, arriving at the endless depths of the dojo.
The closer he got to the depths, the rarer human traces became.
The outer regions might still be ventured into by the experts of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, but the depths were Mu Changqing's true dojo.
The supreme Dao marks left there could not be erased even by time.
Various Primordial fierce beasts and ancient demonic beasts occupied territories, and the residual aura they leaked could easily suppress Void Immortal cultivators.
Even Su Yu, the Lord of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, a True Immortal, dared not set foot here.
Therefore, this was truly the forbidden zone of the Yunyu Realm.
The moment Mu Changqing appeared, millions of fierce beasts roared to the heavens, indignant that someone had trespassed into their territory.
As time passed, the roars of the millions of fierce beasts and demonic beasts grew quieter.
The ferocity and brutality in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by confusion, and finally, by boundless fear.
Primordial fierce beasts and demonic beasts, tens of thousands of feet tall, prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.
Because they sensed a familiar aura, the master of the dojo had returned, the taboo of Emperor Luoshi who had disappeared for endless years was back.
These fierce beasts and demonic beasts had relied on the residual Dao charm of this place to cultivate to the Immortal realm and had already developed intelligence.
They naturally understood what kind of existence this young man, who always wore a faint smile, represented.