Dang!
When the second day arrived, the sound of an ancient bell reverberated in every corner of the city. After a brief moment of silence, countless figures shot out in the next instant. They were like a swarm of locusts that blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they descended towards the center of Aeon City.
In the center of the city, there was a bare mountain peak. The mountain peak was not eye-catching, and at the top of the mountain stood an ancient and mottled stone pagoda.
The stone tower was also unremarkable, but everyone within a hundred thousand feet radius of this region could vaguely sense a pressure that seemed to have penetrated through time and space. That pressure caused their expressions to turn grave as respect surged in their eyes.
This pagoda was known as the Primordial Immortal Pagoda, and it was said that it was personally constructed by the Immortal Emperor.
Practically everyone had respect for the strongest powerhouse in the ancient times, who had once saved the entire Great Thousand World.
"This is the Primordial Immortal Pagoda?"
Mu Chen, Qing Yanjing, and Futu Xuan appeared on a pagoda with the former looking at the pagoda with a grave expression.
The Primordial Immortal Body was in this pagoda?
"Truly worthy of being the Immortal Emperor. Even after tens of thousands of years, this pagoda still makes others feel fearful." Futu Xuan said as he looked at the pagoda.
Facing this stone pagoda, even as a Saint Heavenly Sovereign, he could feel a trace of danger.
"The Immortal Emperor seems to be stronger than a Saint Heavenly Sovereign …" Mu Chen fell into silence. He had seen many Saint Heavenly Sovereigns, but none of them could give him such a feeling.
Nodding her head, Qing Yanjing replied with a solemn expression, "The Immortal Emperor has indeed surpassed the Saint Heavenly Sovereign Realm."
"Surpassed the Saint Heavenly Sovereign Realm?" Mu Chen's heart trembled. Indeed, that mysterious realm was the pinnacle of the world?
"In the Great Thousand World, I'm afraid that only two Saint Heavenly Sovereigns can reach the Immortal Emperor's level." Futu Xuan said.
Mu Chen's eyes flickered, "Yan Emperor, Wu Zu?"
Among all the Saint Heavenly Sovereigns that he had seen, only these two gave him an indescribable feeling. They were like the stars in the sea, immeasurable and unfathomable.
Futu Xuan sighed. Even someone as pedantic as him had a trace of admiration in his voice, "Although the two of them came from the Lower Plane, their talents are outstanding. It's not impossible for them to reach the Immortal Emperor's level in the future."
"If that's the case, then it's a good thing for the Great Thousand World. With the two of them, we won't have to be afraid of the Fiend Clans." Mu Chen smiled.
When Qing Yanjing heard his words, she shook her head with a grave expression. Futu Xuan also wore a grave expression without any relaxed expression.
"You're underestimating the Fiend Clans too much. Back then, when they invaded the Great Thousand World, the Great Thousand World Alliance was forced to retreat. Even with the Immortal Emperor's help, he only managed to stabilize the situation, and nearly half of the Great Thousand World was occupied by the Fiend Clans."
Letting out a sigh, Qing Yanjing replied, "Rather than calling it a victory, it's more accurate to say that the Fiend Clans have slowed down their attacks. Most importantly, the strongest expert of the Fiend Clans, the Heavenly Evil Monarch, was sealed by the Immortal Emperor at the cost of burning his life force, causing the Fiend Clans to be without a leader.
Mu Chen wore a grave expression. Although it was just a few words, he could sense the bitterness in it. He couldn't imagine how dangerous the Great Thousand World was in that era.
The slightest carelessness might cause the entire Great Thousand World to be enslaved by the Fiend Clans.
He had once seen the outcome of enslaved lifeforms of the Fiend Clans in the Lower Plane. They were akin to pigs and dogs being reared in captivity.
"The Fiend Clans have been getting restless for the past few years, and we have no idea about their situation. If they give birth to a new Evil God, then the peace of the Great Thousand World will be broken." Futu Xuan said in a solemn voice.
Looking at the two of them, Mu Chen comforted, "Don't worry about it. If the Fiend Clans really want to make a comeback, then we'll face them with all our strength. Back then, the Immortal Emperor managed to repel them, and the Great Thousand World is also stronger than before."
Boom!
As Mu Chen comforted the two of them, an ancient bell rang out once more and more silhouettes descended from the sky and landed around the pagoda.
Raising his head, Mu Chen swept his gaze around and stopped before the pagoda. There was a towering platform with a large number of silhouettes standing on it. Standing at the front, Mu Chen saw a familiar silhouette, Maha You.
At this moment, there was a golden-robed middle-aged man standing beside Maha You. That man wore a calm expression with a robust physique that emanated a dignified aura. There wasn't any Spiritual Energy fluctuation around him, but even Maha You had to show respect when facing him. Even the Elders of the Ancient Maha Clan took a step back and did not dare to stand beside him.
"That's the Patriarch of the Ancient Maha Clan, Maha Tian." Qing Yanjing's voice resounded.
Mu Chen's heart trembled. This was Maha Tian, who was rumored to have fought with Yan Emperor?
His bearing was truly extraordinary.
When Mu Chen looked at Maha Tian, the latter had also sensed it and raised his head to look at Mu Chen's party.
When he directed his gaze over, Mu Chen could clearly sense that the surrounding space seemed to have frozen at this moment. His body was like a bug that was frozen in amber, unable to move in the slightest.
"Cough!"
An aged cough suddenly resounded in the frozen space. As the sound wave spread out, it shattered the frozen space and Futu Xuan coldly glanced at Maha Tian.
Seeing Futu Xuan's gaze, Maha Tian smiled and nodded his head towards Qing Yanjing and Qing Yanjing.
"Hmph, a Patriarch of a clan is trying to act mighty before a junior. Maha Tian's breadth of mind still hasn't improved." Futu Xuan coldly snorted as he paid no attention to Maha Tian.
When Mu Chen broke free from the frozen space, he maintained a calm expression without any rage. He only recalled the feeling of being imprisoned and said, "This is the power of a Saint Heavenly Sovereign?
You're indeed formidable. Just a glance from you was enough to immobilize me. "
Shortly after, he smiled towards Futu Xuan. "Thank you, Grand Elder, for making a move. But there's no need to be angry. After all, I will be taking away the Primordial Immortal Body that they have been protecting for so many years."
When Futu Xuan heard Lin Yun's words, he laughed, "You're truly arrogant to think that the Primordial Immortal Body is yours?"
With a smile, Mu Chen's eyes flickered with sharpness.
"That brat is Qing Yanjing's son?" As they spoke, Maha Tian retracted his gaze and smiled at Maha You.
"Yeah."
Nodding his head, Maha You continued, "That brat isn't simple either. He can be considered a monster to reach this step at such a young age. If he's given a few more years, I'm afraid that I might not be able to defeat him."
Looking at the ancient pagoda, Maha Tian replied, "But it's a pity that he doesn't have that much time. Speaking of which, he doesn't have that fate."
Nodding his head with a smile, Maha You replied, "Indeed. Because of this, I will become the new owner of the Primordial Immortal Body."
His tone was filled with confidence. After all, compared to his competitors, his chances of success were the highest.
"I hope that you won't fail."
Maha Tian stroked the stone lion on the pillar before him with his eyelids squinted. "Then again, even if I fail, no one will be able to take the Primordial Immortal Body away before me."
"That person over there should be the Asura Spear, Ye Qing, right?"
Mu Chen's gaze shifted towards the northwest direction of the stone pagoda, only to see an azure-clothed male standing on a high ground with his hands behind his back. He had a handsome appearance, but his slightly dark-red pupils seemed to contain a world of slaughter, causing people's hearts to palpitate.
The air around him was cold, and no one dared to approach him.
"There's also the Vajra King, Shi Luo, and the Blade Saint, Tuoba Cang!"
Not far away from Ye Qing, there was a skinny man donned in a golden robe. His bald head reflected a lustre that made him look extremely conspicuous. Beneath his gentle smile was a ferocious beast.
On a dilapidated building in the distance, there was a black-robed man with an expressionless face. Behind him was a broken blade, and the pores all over his body seemed to be emitting traces of terrifying blade light at all times. Any living thing that came within a few feet of him would be minced into a bloody pulp by the blade light.
"They're all here!"
Sensing the powerful Spiritual Energy ripples, Mu Chen could feel the blood within his body boiling. It was a kind of thirst. It was as if there was something on these people that was attracting him.
Mu Chen knew that it was the attraction between the Immortal Golden Bodies.
Rumble!
At this moment, the land seemed to tremble as an ancient rumble resounded. Immediately, countless gazes sensed it and abruptly raised their heads. Their blazing gazes were firmly fixed on the ancient stone tower on the mountain peak.
The tightly shut door of the stone tower slowly opened in front of many pairs of eyes while carrying an ancient aura.
The sound of the stone door rubbing against the ground rang out in a low and deep voice. Mu Chen's faintly shut eyes abruptly opened at this moment, his gaze as sharp as the edge of a blade.
The Primordial Immortal Pagoda had finally opened!