The few Nascent Soul cultivators in the State of Zhao all flew towards the Tower of Babel at the first moment.
Ye Zizai, who was in the depths of the Shiyin cave, also disappeared and teleported far away.
Before he left, he used a green jade to send out an order to all of the Shiyin disciples.
"The Old Man has been gone for a few days. The formation has been sealed. Anyone who tries to break through will be killed!"
The Teng family's ancestor, Teng Huayuan, was cultivating in the Teng family's ancestral house when the rainbow light appeared. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky in shock. After hesitating for a bit, he left behind a message and left.
The same thing happened in the demonic sect, He Huan Sect, and Wu Feng Valley. The righteous sect, the Floating Mist Sect, the Yuan Di Sect, and the Terminator Sect.
From within the borders of the State of Zhao, many rainbows flew out and gathered at the Heaven Reaching Tower as fast as possible.
The Tower of Heaven is the symbol of the Cultivation Alliance. Every time a country joins the Cultivation Alliance, it will be built by the Cultivation Alliance. A messenger of the Cultivation Alliance will be stationed at the Tower of Heaven all year round. The messenger won't interfere with the disputes of the country and will only come out to deal with important matters.
Punnan Zi was the first Nascent Soul cultivator to arrive at the Tower of Heaven. After all, he was the only Nascent Soul cultivator in Zhao from 500 years ago. He was at the peak of the mid stage of Nascent Soul and could enter the late stage at any time.
Adding on the training he had in the foreign battleground, he was currently the number one cultivator in Zhao.
He was wearing a grey robe as he appeared under the Tower of Heaven. The octagonal shape of the Tower of Heaven pierced through the clouds. Bursts of light came from the tower, making it look very mysterious.
After Punnan Zi appeared, he looked at the Tower of Heaven with lingering fear in his eyes. This was the second time he had come here. The first time was 500 years ago when all of the Nascent Soul cultivators in Zhao, including Shi San, were pressured by a rank 4 cultivation country to enter the foreign battleground.
500 years later, he was the only one who came back.
Punnan Zi didn't even know how he survived these 500 years. Every day, he would have to fight several battles and his life could be decided in an instant.
In these 500 years, he had seen countless powerful cultivators. Those powerful cultivators could kill him with just a flick of their fingers.
Other Nascent Soul cultivators from Zhao, such as one of the ancestors of the Heng Yue Sect, Punnan Zi, saw with his own eyes how he was swallowed whole by a seemingly ordinary cultivator.
The more he saw, the more afraid Punnan Zi became. The more afraid he became, the more unwilling he became. He didn't want to be stuck at the Nascent Soul stage for his entire life. The 500 years of war with the foreign races had taught him that there was also the Soul Transformation stage.
With a complicated feeling, he bowed toward the tower and respectfully said, "Messenger, Xuan Dao Sect's Punnan Zi greets you."
"Punnan Zi, you and I are old acquaintances, no need to be so formal."
A hearty voice came from within the pagoda, followed by an old man walking out. This old man's body was slightly round, and he looked ordinary. There was nothing special about him. He wore a long robe made of cyan satin, and it highlighted his bulging belly, making him look rather comical.
However, Punnan Zi didn't dare to show any disrespect. He waved his right hand and took out a bag of holding. He handed it over with both hands and said, "Sir Messenger, these are some materials I collected after I came back. Some of them are things you wanted."
The fat messenger's eyes narrowed and he laughed. He didn't even look at it before putting it away. He smiled and said, "Punnan Zi, you are the first Nascent Soul cultivator to return from the foreign battleground after I became a messenger in Zhao.
I have already reported all the information about you to my sect. They said that if you can enter the late stage of Nascent Soul within 100 years, then they will make an exception and accept you as an honorary disciple. "
Punnan Zi's face revealed a look of ecstasy. He took a deep breath and nodded.
As the two of them were talking, two rays of light arrived and landed on the ground, revealing a man and a woman.
The man looked around 30 years old and had a devilishly handsome face. After he saw the fat messenger, he respectfully said, "He Huan Sect's Chen Huan greets lord messenger."
The woman was dressed like a young married woman. Not only was she still attractive, but she also had a charming look in her eyes. She looked at the fat messenger and respectfully said, "He Huan Sect's Chen Yan greets lord messenger."
The fat messenger nodded and no longer paid attention to the two of them. He began to chat with Punnan Zi.
In his view, in the entire country of Zhao, only Punnan Zi was qualified enough for him to say a few words.
Not long after, more than 10 people arrived, including Teng Huayuan.
The last one to arrive here was Ye Zizai. Just as he entered within 1000 miles of Skysplit Tower, the fat messenger was startled. He looked into the distance and his lips moved, revealing a strange smile.
After all of the Nascent Soul cultivators had arrived, the clouds in the sky became even denser. The fat messenger's expression became serious as his right hand formed a seal and shot a few seals at the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the clouds in the sky began to tumble, and a red light fell from the sky, shooting towards the Skysplit Tower. Then, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple, six different colored beams of light fell from the sky in succession. At this moment, the entire world was flashing with a brilliant light.
After the Skysplit Tower absorbed the seven beams of light, it suddenly shook, and a huge beam of light dozens of feet thick spun out from the top of the tower, piercing through the clouds, forming a huge black hole in the sky. Circles of white lightning wandered around the black hole.
Raising his head, he saw ripples spreading in all directions with the pillar of light as the center.
The clouds around the beam of light dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if hot water had been poured on snow.
Gusts of wind blew from the spinning pillar of light, causing everyone's clothes to flutter. Most of the people here were at the early Nascent Soul stage, so they couldn't help but take a few steps back. Only the four of them were able to stand in place and didn't move at all.
These four people were Punnan Zi, Ye Zizai, a white haired cultivator from the Piao Miao Sect, and the skinny old man from the Tian Dao Sect.
The fat messenger's expression was extremely serious. He appeared in the air and respectfully said, "Rank 3 cultivation country's supervisor, Lin Yi, welcomes the arrival of the Alliance's messenger."
A huge head emerged from the black hole and coldly scanned the crowd on the ground.
All of the Nascent Soul cultivators from Zhao, including Punnan Zi and company, were shocked by the giant's gaze. Their Nascent Souls almost collapsed. They didn't doubt that if the giant stared at them any longer, their Nascent Souls wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure and would explode.
Punnan Zi was the first to recover. His face was pale. He was very familiar with this giant. It was an expert from the Giant Demon Clan in the foreign battleground. The cultivators of this clan relied on devouring others to increase their cultivation. The ancestor of the Heng Yue Sect was devoured by an expert of the Giant Demon Clan before he revealed his true body.
The giant's gaze finally landed on Lin Yi. His expression relaxed a bit, but there was still a trace of impatience in it. He said, "How can the spiritual energy in this broken place be weak? If it wasn't for that bullshit Alliance, I would have sucked all the spiritual energy in this small country dry … All of you, listen up. In five months, the tunnel to the foreign battleground will be opened. Your Zhao will be responsible for clearing the area 58 degrees north of the battlefield. There are seven tokens here. The rules are the same: at least four of the seven tokens must be broken. In five months, only three sects can enter the foreign battleground. If more than three tokens are broken, then Zhao will be disqualified from clearing the foreign battleground."
With that said, the giant opened its mouth and seven bolts of lightning flashed before landing on the ground, revealing seven simple and unadorned command medallions.
After doing all of this, the giant's head disappeared into the black hole. However, shortly after, he poked his head out again and shouted, "If you find a bead like this in the foreign battleground, immediately turn it in. The person who turns it in will receive a Soul Transformation treasure, 10 Soul Formation level refined corpses from their sect, and the rank of their cultivation country will increase by one rank.
But if anyone dares to take it for themselves, their cultivation country will be slaughtered. Lin Yi, this is a message released by the higher ups of the Alliance. You will find out in a few days. "
With that, his eyes lit up and the clouds in the sky turned into a picture. There was only one thing in the picture: a round stone bead with clouds carved on it.
If Wang Lin was here, he would recognize this bead. It was on his chest.
After that, the giant muttered a few words, and a huge arm reached out from the black hole. It grabbed the stone pillar that came out from the top of Tong Tian Tower and roared, "Lin Yi, I'm taking this rainbow artifact. I can't come here for nothing."
With a violent tremor, the pillar of light was pulled into the black hole by the giant and disappeared without a trace along with the black hole. The rainbow colored clouds in the sky dispersed and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky returned to normal. The huge pressure that had covered the entire territory of the State of Zhao had disappeared.
The fat messenger Lin Yi's face was a bit ugly. He let out a snort and waved his sleeves as he flew into the tower. From far away, his gloomy voice came from the tower.
"Same old rules. Core Formation and Nascent Soul cultivators are not allowed to participate. Send out your Foundation Establishment cultivators. They are the main force for the tokens.
Everyone go back. In three days, the battle will begin. "
The seven righteous and evil sects picked up the tokens. They looked at each other and then left without a word. What was interesting was that the Nascent Soul cultivators of the three righteous sects, led by Punnan Zi and the white haired cultivator, all left in the same direction.
The skinny old man from the Tian Dao Sect's eyes became cold. He turned around and said, "Fellow cultivators, how about we go sit with the Old Man?"