Chapter 763 - 537: Blood Drop Map_2
On the immortal vessel, the cultivators’ hearts and spirits intertwined as they quietly discussed the fortuitous opportunities of the Immortal Mountain, their expressions growing more expectant.
Du Han stood at a corner of the immortal vessel, his figure tall and straight, his expression indifferent, his aura restrained like an abyss, not competing for glory with the others. Only in his gaze would a fleeting hint of coldness sometimes flash through, like a sharp blade sheathed, its edge withdrawn.
"Immortal Mountain! Truly something to look forward to!" he whispered in his heart, his expression unchanged, but a hint of determination hidden in his eyes.
For these twenty thousand years, he was quite low-key, unconcerned with worldly matters, wholeheartedly focused on bitter cultivation, not daring to slack even a little.
In this current Immortal Dao Great Era, the Immortal Mountain connects many Grand Thousand Worlds, gathering mighty figures from across the heavens.
Even Elder Mirror, an ancient relic who has lived countless ages, after learning of such a backdrop, solemnly agreed with his low-key nature.
To rashly cause trouble is something one cannot afford!
The previous loss of the treasure vault was the best example!
Soon, within the reception vessel, a gentle yet overwhelming shifting power suddenly flashed.
Everyone felt the scenery before them change, the surrounding void trembled, and they had officially stepped into the range of the Immortal Mountain.
Looking up, everyone was greatly shocked, their faces displaying appalling expressions, their breaths nearly halted.
Here, there was no sky and no earth, no sun and no moon, the boundaries of heaven and earth seamlessly one, like when chaos first opened, the ethereal aura flowed, seemingly hiding universal mysteries, boundless Dao Rhymes.
Clouds and mist surged and flowed, like waves and tides, layers upon layers of mountains emerged, towering like Kunlun, standing tall like pillars of heaven, rising from the ground, piercing deep into the clouds and mist, seemingly condensed from the essence of universe and earth, incredibly heavy.
It appeared ordinary, yet boundlessly vast, surprisingly large, seeming like an independent, vast universe, encompassing all, full of countless phenomena.
As everyone was struck by the mystical scenery, losing their composure, and their hearts and spirits stirred, basic information, like a stream of data, quietly surfaced in everyone’s heart sea.
The rules of the Immortal Mountain, the method of mountain traversal, contribution points exchange rules, the location of trials... clear and concise, comprehensively understood, no need to ask further.
"Such a feat of heaven and earth, looking across all Grand Thousand Worlds, is merely a lone beauty!"
"This treasure land, truly lives up to its reputation, deserving to be the competition ground for the mighty figures of the heavens!"
Everyone returned to their senses, their expressions more expectant, also with a few more shades of reverence, not daring to be arrogant within the Immortal Mountain.
Du Han was slightly stunned as well, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.
In his sea of consciousness, a phantom floated within, with white hair and beard, clothes fluttering, surrounded by a faint mirror light, ethereal and elusive, it was indeed Elder Mirror.
At this moment, Elder Mirror, looking at the dense spiritual rhyme of the Immortal Mountain, sighed repeatedly, his tone full of sentimentality and envy:
"You young ones truly are lucky, born in this Immortal Dao Great Era, able to obtain such Immortal Mountain opportunities."
In his eyes flashed a look of reminiscence, his expression distant, seeming to recall far-off past:
"If the Daoist Monarch back in the day, had obtained such Immortal Mountain opportunities, he might have broken through to the Mahayana Realm, ascending to the peak of Immortal Dao."
Du Han heard and his heart moved slightly.
That Daoist Monarch Dong Yin, was Elder Mirror’s old master, and was also the person he respected in his heart, immediately nodded slightly, and agreed:
"Indeed."
Elder Mirror gently shook his head, restrained his reminiscences, his tone sunk, carrying a few degrees of hope and seriousness:
"Young Du, do not waste time. Quickly go to traverse the mountain, acquire contribution points, exchange for Immortal Mountain cultivation techniques, top-notch divine techniques, solidify your Dao foundation, break through realms."
"Such opportunities are rare, once lost, hard to come by again."
Du Han heard this, his heart and spirit slightly braced, slowly nodded, tone firm, without a trace of hesitation:
"Disciple understands."
For these twenty thousand years of bitter cultivation, he borrowed the spirit of Jade from the embryo of the Moon Calf, spending endless effort, experiencing countless hardships, eventually forging the "Cold Nether Body," mysteriously extraordinary, helping him advance smoothly, without any bottlenecks.
He had already successfully cultivated the Void Refining Thirteen Tribulations, evolving a Perfect Dao Domain, his strength, in former times, would be invincible among the Void Refining Realm, able to traverse a Primordial Assembly.
But now, with the descent of the Immortal Mountain, the gathering of mighty figures from the heavens, this realm is not the end.
Elder Mirror slowly spoke:
"With your Cold Nether Body, even by self-comprehension, refining the Dharma Seed, there is quite a chance."
"But if you can leverage the Void Refining Fourteenth, Fifteenth Tribulation Techniques within the Immortal Mountain for transition, gradually progressing, you can greatly enhance cultivation efficiency, saving countless detours."
Du Han nodded:
"Elder Mirror is absolutely right. Utilizing the divine techniques of Loose Immortals, comprehending the embryonic form of laws, is both the way of strong combat and the proper path of cultivation, disciple keeps this in mind."
Elder Mirror nodded, quite emotional, his tone full of sighs:
"Such divine techniques, if not for the descent of the Immortal Mountain, then traversing the entire Grand Thousand Worlds, may not even find one or two."
"Heaven-sent opportunities, cherish them well, do not squander this excellent time, do not waste your talents."
Du Han nodded again, thoroughly concentrating his heart and spirit, no longer delaying.
With a movement of his form, he transformed into a light blue stream, following the mysterious guidance within the Immortal Mountain, swiftly heading towards the Eighty-Eight Layer Mountain, his form swift as lightning, disappearing in an instant.
Soon, he arrived at the foot of the Eighty-Eight Layer Mountain.
He looked up, only to see a huge immortal ranking list, floating above the clouds and mist, its golden light dazzling, Dao Rhymes flowing, illuminating the entire heaven and earth.
The list bore countless marks flickering, whether bright or dim, whether strong or weak, each name clear and visible, fully displaying the cultivators’ foundation and strength.
Elder Mirror’s voice suddenly arose in the sea of consciousness, carrying a few degrees of incredulity and surprise, his tone full of shock:
"How can there be so many Mahayana Venerables?! They... why haven’t they ascended to the Immortal Realm?"