Chapter 1745: Chu Ge Chang Feng

As the Golden Ark of Deliverance flew, numerous specks of light continuously flashed around it, catching up to the ark at an incredible speed. Around Lan Yu'tian, more and more Divine Artifacts of Lan Yu'tian appeared, each looking exactly like him.

These Divine Artifacts were originally controlled by Lan Yu'tian himself to search for other blood sacrifice altars. With the altars now located and a great battle on the horizon, Lan Yu'tian recalled these artifacts to strengthen his own power.

Among the three, his cultivation level was the weakest, far inferior to Shang Jun and Qin Mu.

However, his foundation was the most solid, arguably among the strongest in the world with the most stable Dao foundation. Coupled with the Golden Ark of Deliverance and dozens of divine artifacts, he might face great danger in this battle, but he was certainly not without the power to fight.

The Golden Ark of Deliverance accelerated, swiftly flying out of Yan Kang's territory and reaching the borderlands of the Primordial Realm. Ahead lay a place called the Flying Wheel Fortress.

The Primordial Realm was arguably the most prosperous of all the heavens and myriad worlds, but due to the existence of Yan Kang, its manpower and resources had been siphoned off. As a result, its more remote areas struggled to develop.

The Flying Wheel Fortress was one such example.

It was named the Flying Wheel Fortress because six heavens here formed a wheel-like shape in the skies of the Primordial Realm's borderlands, with stars creating spoke-like radiant chains between them.

During the Dragon Han, Crimson Light, and Emperor Overlord eras, ancient fortresses stood here, used by the Heavenly Court to guard the Primordial Realm. They served as a bridgehead, a convenient landing point for Heavenly Court armies in case of rebellion in the Primordial Realm.

However, these fortresses were abandoned by the end of the Emperor Overlord era. By the Kaihuang era, Yan Yunxi and Bai Yuqiong had a magical duel here. Yan Yunxi, disguised as a man, was Kaihuang's Heavenly Master Zixi, proficient in various miscellaneous studies. The two women tested each other's mastery of formations here; Heavenly Master Zixi narrowly lost, but Bai Yuqiong developed an affection for Yan Yunxi from that point on, and the two exchanged "tokens of affection."

At that time, the Heavenly Court was arguably the most enlightened; strong individuals from the Kaihuang era frequently interacted with Heavenly Court powerhouses, and the Heavenly Court was not overly resistant to reforms.

However, after Yan Yunxi and Bai Yuqiong left, the Flying Wheel Fortress was completely abandoned and desolate. The two Heavenly Masters had left behind countless formations here, large and small, of all kinds, transforming the place into a dangerous land filled with lethal traps. Naturally, no one dared to approach it.

Within the Flying Wheel Fortress, various formations stood dense, with intricate patterns and chains interwoven. Although twenty-four thousand years had passed since Yan and Bai's duel, the power of the formations had not diminished at all.

At this moment, a grand formation activated within the Flying Wheel Fortress, transforming the area within into an ocean of trees. These trees formed a dense forest, each one a living being like a tree spirit, capable of uprooting itself, using branches and roots as blades and swords to slay opponents, and even coiling branches like dragons or pythons to strangle those who entered the formation.

Amidst the myriad trees, one appeared exceptionally tall, towering over all others. This majestic ancient tree had even grown a human form, its small crown resembling the messy hair of an ugly person, with a large body and small head; its crown was not even as thick as its body.

Surrounding this strange tree were other tree giants of varying sizes.

Here, everything appeared normal. Yan Yunxi and Bai Yuqiong both possessed astonishing mastery of formations, using them to manifest various deities and demons to enhance their power. Many similar formations existed throughout the Flying Wheel Fortress.

This particular formation incorporated the Art of Spirit Summoning, which was not a unique divine ability of the Western Lands; the True Heavenly Palace of the Western Lands actually originated from the Heavenly Court.

Moreover, the Art of Spirit Summoning itself did not originate from the Heavenly Court, but from the Kaihuang era, a result of Kaihuang's reforms.

That treant appeared not much different from the others, only larger in stature. However, upon closer inspection, one could discern that its physical structure was entirely different from the other treants.

The treant's physical body was not formed by the patterns of the formation, but was sculpted from incredibly minute runes with extreme precision, as if it had endured countless ages of tempering and refinement.

Furthermore, traces of the universe's great destruction calamity could be seen within its body, marks left by the corrosive chaotic energy of the destruction tribulation, leaving irreparable scars on its Dao body.

This was the Hall Master of the Hall of Long Wind, one of the seventy-two halls of the Ancestral Court's Jade Capital City. Although his physical body was not as ancient as that of the Hall Master of the Spirit Official Hall, whose body was ancient enough to give birth to innate gods, it was still extraordinary!

Even more terrifyingly, his Dao tree and Dao fruit also descended simultaneously.

His Dao fruit was unique; it was directly suspended within the crown of his head.

The Hall Master of Long Wind achieved Dao as an anomaly, a divine tree cultivating to godhood. After enduring countless trials and tribulations, his Great Dao finally anchored itself in the void, making him a Dao Achiever.

His path to Dao achievement was legendary. When he became a Dao Achiever, even the Palace Master of Mi Luo Palace was startled, appearing in person to guide him and telling him, "Rather than letting your Great Dao anchor in the void to form a Dao tree, it is better for your very being to anchor in the void."

The Hall Master of Long Wind received the guidance of the Mi Luo Palace Master and achieved great enlightenment. He then made his own body his Dao tree, anchoring it in the void, thus becoming a unique Dao Achiever.

His physical body was his Dao tree, and his Dao fruit hung above his head. The dangers he faced during the great destruction calamity were significantly less than those faced by other Dao Achievers, and his achievement was greatly envied by several young masters of Mi Luo Palace.

"My roots have not yet fully descended," the Hall Master of Long Wind silently mused, hiding his true strength and appearing no different from the other treants. "It won't be long now, two years at most, and I will have fully descended. Once I have, this Seventeenth Epoch will be within my grasp..."

A golden light flew in, moving faster than light. It directly smashed through all formations in the Flying Wheel Fortress, crushing and obliterating them.

Within the golden light was a ship, which directly crashed into the Hall Master of Long Wind, uprooting the great tree. His roots had not fully descended, but many had already emerged, deeply embedded in the soil of the Primordial Realm's borderlands. Now, some of these roots were ripped out, others directly torn off. The terrifying impact force crushed him to the ground, dragging him along under the ship's hull, leaving a deep furrow in the ground, with flames raging and electrical sparks flying within it.

*Whoosh—* The golden ship, crushing him beneath it, surged out of the Primordial Realm and vanished into the void. On the golden ship, the Divine Artifacts of Lan Yu'tian were arrayed, each activating divine abilities. Remarkably, all were Five Tais divine abilities, pouring down from the ship and striking the Hall Master of Long Wind's body!

At the same time, it was precisely the moment Shang Jun walked into the cloth shop and entered the painting!

Lan Yu'tian had gained the upper hand. Without hesitation, he unleashed a barrage of divine abilities at the Hall Master of Long Wind, who was being crushed and dragged under the ship. Although his power was inferior to Qin Mu's and Shang Jun's, and his combat experience far less, his solid foundation meant the profundity of his divine arts and Dao methods surpassed even Qin Mu's and Shang Jun's!

In an instant, the Hall Master of Long Wind was struck by countless divine abilities. Each ability contained a different Dao method with varying attributes of divine arts and Dao methods. As they simultaneously invaded his body, they caused diverse forms of damage within his physical form, leaving him flustered and disoriented.

Even more terrifying was the pressure from the Golden Ark of Deliverance. The ark had directly crashed into him, nearly pulverizing his body—a body that even the destruction calamity could not obliterate!

"The Golden Ark of Deliverance? Is that Young Master Seven?" The Golden Ark suddenly shook violently. A Dao fruit floated into the air, emitting bursts of Dao light. It formed tens of thousands of illusory figures, connecting through layers of void, gradually bringing the Golden Ark to a halt.

"Young Master Seven, your power is far less than I anticipated," the Hall Master of Long Wind's voice came from beneath the ship as the Golden Ark's speed slowed further, finally stopping. "I had thought that since you could kill the Spirit Official, your power must be truly terrifying. I didn't expect that so many of your divine ability attacks would only scratch my skin."

"If it were my brother, you would most likely be dead by now."

"You're not Young Master Seven?" The Hall Master of Long Wind was surprised, carefully examining Lan Yu'tian at the bow of the ship. He praised, "Your cultivation power is not weak. I perceive your wisdom from the neural fluctuations in your brain. If our Teacher were here, he would surely appreciate you, and you might even become a member of Mi Luo Palace. We can set aside our conflict and turn hostility into friendship. I can introduce you to the other young masters of Mi Luo Palace, and we can plan great things together in the future."

Lan Yu'tian shook his head, "I don't need your introduction. My brother is your Mi Luo Palace's Young Master Seven."

The Hall Master of Long Wind dismissed it, saying, "Young Master Seven is a disgrace to Mi Luo Palace; that is well-known. Young man, you've strayed from the right path. If you don't correct yourself, your life will be in danger. I won't hold your sneak attack against you. Come with me; I'll take you to the Ancestral Court's Jade Capital City to meet the young masters."

Lan Yu'tian took up a formation and shook his head, "I'm not going, and neither are you."

The Hall Master of Long Wind shook his head and sighed, "I have encountered and seen off many talents like you throughout history. I didn't expect to be seeing off another one today."

In the Primordial Realm, the Sword Dao Forest was formed from the ruins of Wuyou Township. Countless fragments of Wuyou Township, like countless sharp swords, were haphazardly embedded in the ground, resembling a graveyard of swords.

This Sword Dao Forest was the sword graveyard formed when Sword Heart Wuyou Township, under the worship of Di Yiyue and others and activated by Lan Yu'tian, annihilated the Earth Master, one of the Heavenly Court's Three Masters, in a single stroke.

The lingering power of the Sword Dao here was too strong, so few dared to venture in. Most of Yan Kang's army was on its way to the Ancestral Court, pursuing Emperor Haotian, and thus, no one maintained this place.

Within the Sword Dao Forest, it seemed as if someone was singing a mournful song in an obscure, untraceable language. The song was at times poignant, at times wild, at times compassionate towards the world, and at times cynical.

The strange song surprisingly emanated from the great swords haphazardly embedded in the ground, drifting and ethereal.

A figure could be seen walking on the mirror-bright surface of a divine weapon, moving from one divine sword to another. He seemed to be walking within mirrors, singing as he went, completely uninhibited.

Just then, the figure moving within the divine weapon's mirror surface paused, looking into the distance. A young man with graying temples, his hands clasped behind his back, was approaching.

"Young Master Seven!" The person in the mirror was startled. From within the mirror, he bowed to the approaching Qin Mu: "Hall Master of the Hall of Chu Song, Chu Sheng, greets Young Master Seven!"