Chapter 1487: Floating Mountain

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Mixed Devil Old Man and Great Saint Tianpeng led the way, with everyone following closely behind.

The heavy, dark clouds brought a sense of oppression even greater than a hurricane.

The disciples, protected by their elders, were the most at ease. They looked up at the void rift above, feeling both fear and anticipation.

The dark clouds appeared calm, but were actually filled with chaotic power.

These turbulent currents could even swallow hurricanes, so their power was unimaginable.

Forcing their way through the dark clouds required them to accurately determine the best moment, a task that was not difficult for the battle-hardened Mixed Devil Old Man and Great Saint Tianpeng.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The hurricane howled.

The cultivators hovered near the rift, their aura contained, poised to strike.

Mixed Devil Old Man and Great Saint Tianpeng’s gazes moved between the dark clouds, almost simultaneously settling on a weak, circular spot.

Just then, the hurricane struck the nearby clouds, drawing the turbulent currents towards it and expanding the opening.

The opportunity was fleeting.

"Now!"

A shout echoed in everyone's ears at the same time.

The Nascent Soul cultivators no longer concealed themselves and attacked in unison.

In an instant, beams of treasured light surged towards the dark clouds, varied in color and dazzling.

Swords, spears, blades, halberds, bells, tripods, mirrors, pagodas…

All kinds of magic treasures were present.

The Demon Kings also generously unleashed their innate divine abilities, some even revealing their true demonic forms to enhance their power, with roars echoing ceaselessly.

Each beam of treasured light emitted a formidable aura. Combined, they showed no conflict whatsoever, working in concert to form a massive, multicolored arrowhead that pierced into the rift!

"Boom!"

The dark clouds churned.

Treasured light diffused.

Even the chaotic storm between the sky and sea could not hide the immense momentum and fluctuations. The commotion here would undoubtedly alert the Xuan Tian Palace.

At the center of the circular opening, the already thin dark clouds were forcefully torn open, only to swiftly close again.

Without hesitation, the cultivators protected themselves with their magic treasures and rushed into the dark clouds!

At this moment.

At another part of the rift.

Tong Lingyu led the Xuan Tian Palace cultivators through a passage within the dark clouds.

Deep inside the dark clouds, the scenery was slightly different from the outside. Turbulent currents mixed with lightning, carrying a destructive aura that was terrifying.

However, their current location offered a much better environment than the other side. The Xuan Tian Palace cultivators appeared quite relaxed, unlike Mixed Devil Old Man and his group who were on high alert.

Qin Sang could now see part of the Sacred Land's interior.

The so-called Sacred Land was an extraordinarily vast, dim void.

The entire space was empty. Darkness was the dominant color, with no clear sky or ground, just a dark, boundless expanse. The only things that existed were floating mountains drifting in the void.

They were like isolated islands in the void.

The undulating mountain shadows seen from outside were merely reflections of one of these floating mountains and did not represent the others.

These floating mountains had clearly been torn from land. Some were complete mountain ranges; others still had un-dried rivers, lakes, and seas, with lush greenery and dense vegetation.

However, even the most vibrant floating mountains, covered in thick forests, were utterly silent within, exuding a profound sense of desolation.

Each floating mountain was a small, dead world, together forming the complete Sacred Land.

It was worth noting that the floating mountains did not consist entirely of natural scenery.

Most mountains contained man-made structures.

There were not only pavilions and towers, but also many areas where unusual phenomena frequently occurred, emitting peculiar fluctuations, clearly indicating the presence of spiritual arrays and restrictions.

The mountains were majestic, and each secret area was extremely spectacular. Even where they had collapsed or been damaged, they still retained an indelible sense of ancient vastness, astonishing to behold.

One could imagine how magnificent and grand this place must have been when it was intact!

No wonder Xuan Tian Palace believed this to be the ruins of an ancient immortal sect; no existing sect possessed such grandeur.

Qin Sang’s gaze moved across the floating mountains, gradually looking deeper into the Sacred Land. The deeper he looked, the fewer floating mountains there were, appearing only as small dots in the distance until they were completely enveloped by darkness.

Just then, Qin Sang heard a message from Liuli.

"The Body Cleansing Pool is there."

Following Liuli's guidance, Qin Sang found the floating mountain where the Body Cleansing Pool was located. As expected, it was deep within the Sacred Land, with only a few floating mountains beyond it.

At this point, Hall Master Jiang began to provide a detailed explanation.

Combining this with previously known information, Qin Sang learned that several of these floating mountains were training grounds for disciples.

From the early Foundation Establishment stage, every cultivation level could find a corresponding location, including the Ice Wind Cave for late Golden Core cultivators, the Nine-Layered Platform for early Nascent Soul cultivators, and the Body Cleansing Pool.

The benefits gained from these trials varied and were not suitable for everyone.

For example, Liuli had no interest in the Nine-Layered Platform.

Of course, the trials were also extremely difficult, and the eligibility requirements alone filtered out the vast majority of cultivators.

In addition, some floating mountains produced rare treasures. The Kan Shen Orb, for instance, came from a similar place and was collected by Xuan Tian Palace, stored in the treasury, and exchanged by disciples of various lineages.

Xuan Tian Palace was extremely familiar with the Sacred Land. Tong Lingyu skillfully assigned tasks, and once inside the Sacred Land, everyone proceeded with their respective duties.

Finally, the day the Sacred Land opened had arrived, and the Xuan Tian Palace disciples were filled with joy and laughter.

A wave of cheerful voices filled the air.

Suddenly, the smile vanished from Tong Lingyu's face, her expression changing abruptly.

Almost simultaneously, the other Nascent Soul cultivators also sensed it. They exchanged glances and accelerated their遁速, rushing out of the dark clouds at top speed.

The disciples still had smiles on their faces. Seeing their Patriarchs' unusual actions, they looked bewildered, completely unaware of what was happening. They only felt the atmosphere instantly become incredibly tense, and an ominous premonition stirred within them, causing them unease.

"Whoosh!"

Flying out of the dark clouds, all the Nascent Soul cultivators instinctively looked in the same direction.

The void was not empty. Fragments of ancient restrictions and turbulent currents were everywhere between the floating mountains. Invisible fluctuations occasionally emerged, and many areas were dangerous even for Nascent Soul cultivators.

Their gaze followed the edge of the dark clouds. Across layers of chaotic power, they discovered a strange light shimmering on the surface of the distant dark clouds, indicating a clear anomaly.

The fluctuations and various phenomena there showed that other people were entering the Sacred Land, and there were quite a few of them!

Seeing this, the Xuan Tian Palace cultivators' expressions changed dramatically.

The Sacred Land had been exposed!

Xuan Tian Palace had a long history, enduring several internal strife incidents. While this situation might not be unprecedented, as even the strictest secrecy measures could have loopholes and unexpected incidents, Xuan Tian Palace had always managed to retain the Sacred Land.

This was the first time since they began cultivating that they had encountered such a situation, and with so many intruders.

Outside, their spiritual perception range had been limited by the storm, preventing them from discovering the intruders' traces in time. Now, it was too late to stop them.

"Chirp, chirp..."

A series of urgent bird calls came from within the passage.

A strong gust of wind swept through.

Everyone moved back, clearing a path.

The Chongming Bird pulled the treasure carriage into the Sacred Land; the Palace Master had also been alerted.