C679 The Opening Ceremony
C679 The Opening Ceremony
To transform a land with sparse spiritual energy into a blessed land of spiritual mountains. This wasn't difficult. As long as there were enough Spirit Stones, Spiritual Crystals, and Spiritual Bloodlines, most martial artist warriors would be able to do it. It was rare for them to allow billions of ordinary people to be reborn in an instant, or even be reborn from broken limbs.
As powerful as Emperor and even Quasi-emperor Paragon, they wanted to regrow their broken limbs. However, if those ordinary people who didn't know about the martial arts wanted to do it, they would need to use some kind of miracle medicine that could reconstruct a Body. Not to mention, an ordinary person who had just been regenerated from a broken limb! There were more than ten million of them!
"Hiss. . . Is this the means of the Ancient Emperor? How terrifying!!" Yang Fann narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. This method had far exceeded his imagination. Even if his strength was a thousand or ten thousand times stronger, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to reach this step.
Right at this moment. . . .
"Roar!!!"
A high pitched Dragon's Roar resounded across the sky.
In the next moment. . .
A gigantic Five-clawed Golden Dragon that was emitting an endless amount of spiritual energy rose from the center of the White Jade Square and flew towards the Tenglong Imperial City in the sky!
"This. . . This is a Holy Spirit Pulse? And. . . And it's not an ordinary low grade Holy Spirit Pulse?" Yang Fann's expression changed slightly, and his voice trembled slightly.
"This is a high grade Holy Spirit Pulse!" Yue Tianpeng, who was standing at the side, said. His voice faintly contained a trace of excitement that could not be described with words.
"Wh. . . What?! High-grade Holy Spirit Pulse? Hiss. . . " Although he knew that those weren't ordinary Low-grade Holy Spirit Pulses, in Yang Fann's mind, they were at most intermediate Holy Spirit Pulses. He never thought that they were actually high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses, high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses, and intermediate Holy Spirit Pulses. The difference between the two was like the difference between heaven and earth. A single high-grade Holy Spirit Pulse could match up to tens of thousands of intermediate Holy Spirit Pulses.
Very quickly, a burning desire climbed into Yang Fann's eyes. If he could absorb and refine a high grade Holy Spirit Pulse, he would save a thousand years of hard cultivation. At that time, not to mention Quasi Emperor Stage, even Verbal Emperor would be able to do it!
Fortunately, no one knew what Yang Fann was thinking. Otherwise, he would definitely be spat to death. Damn it, it was such a waste for him to refine a high-grade Holy Spirit Pulse to cultivate. Not to mention Quasi-emperor Paragon, even Godless had never been so extravagant!
What a waste of heaven's gifts! It was not such a violent method!
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In fact, Yang Fann was not the only one who was jealous. All the martial artist present. . . From Quasi-emperor Paragon to the ordinary king warriors. . . All of their eyes were burning with anger, and they wished they could take the upper grade Holy Spirit Pulse for themselves. As long as they had the upper grade Holy Spirit Pulse, it could be said that before the Emperor Sovereign Stage. . . Unfortunately, there was no need for them to worry about the lack of resources anymore. They also knew that they could only think about it in their hearts. The high-grade Holy Spirit Pulse had already been closely linked to the Tenglong Imperial City. If they really dared to act recklessly. . . At that time, no one would know how he died.
This was a bloody lesson. This wasn't the first time Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle had been summoned to the Tenglong Imperial City. Since the ancient times until now, countless experts had been eyeing this high-grade Holy Spirit Pulse. Unfortunately, without exception, all of them died a violent death, and there was no lack of Quasi-emperor Paragon among them!
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Three breaths later.
"Awoo! . . . "
Another heaven-shaking Dragon's Roar resounded throughout the world. A second high-grade Holy Spirit Pulse rose from the center of the square and flew towards the Tenglong Imperial City in the sky.
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S. . . Seven. . . . . .
One after another, countless golden dragons rose from the White Jade Square. It was as if there was no end to it.
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"Hiss. . . Twelve. It's actually. . . It's actually still increasing. . . This. . . This is. . . " The martial artist who was participating in the competition for the first time from all directions looked at the hundred thousand feet long golden dragons that soared into the sky. All of them sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling extremely shocked. Even the old monsters like Yue Tianpeng, who had participated in the competition for countless years, saw this horrifying scene once again. They couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock.
One should know that among the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, the Blue Lotus Sacred Ground, which had the weakest foundation, only had one high-grade Holy Spirit Pulse to suppress the luck of the Sacred Grounds. Even the number one Sacred Ground in the north, the Zhen Wu Holy Place, only had nine high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses to suppress the luck of the Sacred Grounds!
"Two. . . Twenty high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses! Terrifying! It was truly too terrifying!!"
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"36, Oh, no, thirty-seven high grade Holy Spirit Pulses, but it wasn't over yet. . . . " Yang Fann was so shocked that he was speechless. The Eight Great Sacred Grounds had joined together. Even so, they might not be able to produce so many high grade Holy Spirit Pulses.
Right at this moment. . . .
"Eighty-one! A total of eighty-one high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses!!!" Sect Master Yue Tianpeng spoke once again, his voice was filled with a deep desire. If they could bring these eighty-one high grade Holy Spirit Pulses back to the Extreme Holy Mountain, then it would only be a matter of time before the Holy Ji Sect surpassed the Zhen Wu Holy Place.
"What? Nine. What? Nine. . . Eight. . . Eighty-one high grade Holy Spirit Pulses? Huge spending! What a big deal! What an ancient Martial Monarch, what a great move!!" Hearing this, Yang Fann was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. Eighty-one high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses, not to mention the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, even the entire northern lands couldn't find so many high-grade Holy Spirit Pulses!!
The Eight Great Sacred Lands were high and mighty, and they were existences that countless Sect's forces looked up to. However, compared to the enormous Grand Shang Empire, they were nothing. The Grand Shang Empire was the true ruler of the Northern Great Land, and it occupied the sixth level of the Northern Bailiwick, or even more cultivation resources.
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After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"Awoo. . . . . . "
Finally, a hundred thousand feet long golden dragon soared into the sky and entered the Tenglong Imperial City.
In the next moment. . . . . .
"Rumble!" "Rumble!" Rumble! . . .
Endless Seven-colored Divine Light burst out from the Tenglong Imperial City. It was bright and dazzling. It made the place look like the legendary Divine Palace, which was inhabited by gods. It made people respect it.
At that moment!!
"Rumble. . . "
An incomparably terrifying aura burst out from the Tenglong Imperial City and enveloped the entire Tenglong City.
In an instant, the billions of living creatures in the huge Tenglong City, as long as they were not at the Emperor Stage, all of them fell to their knees and kneeled on the ground. Their eyes were filled with holiness, as if they were on a pilgrimage!
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Looking at the sky, Yang Fann felt a surge of happiness in his heart as he looked at the Tenglong Imperial City that was suppressing the world. He seemed to have vaguely understood something. " This. . . This Tenglong Imperial City residence. . . Is actually a magic treasure. No. No, it wasn't a magic treasure, it wasn't a magic treasure. It should be a supreme treasure that surpassed magic treasures. . . . "
In the next moment. . . . . .
Yang Fann rolled his eyes, and a trace of doubt appeared in the depths of his eyes. It was reasonable to say that Godless should be tempted by such a supreme treasure, but how could it still remain here after millions of years? The strongest person in Northern Bailiwick was only Quasi-emperor Paragon, but that didn't mean that there was no Godless in the entire Middle-earth. Putting aside everything else, He was the supreme Great Sovereign of the Grand Shang Empire. He was a genuine Godless.
Or was there something else hidden behind this?
Right at this moment. . . .
"Rumble!" "Rumble!" Rumble! . . .
The enormous gate of the Tenglong Imperial City, which was carved with countless ancient divine characters and looked like the legendary Southern Heaven Gate that guarded the Heavenly Court, slowly opened.
The next moment. . . .
Boundless, resplendent, and mysterious beams of holy light burst forth from behind the city gates.
In the end, they formed two mysterious stairs of unknown magnitude.
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At that moment.
A mysterious and dignified voice came from all directions, like a thunderclap. It rang in everyone's ears, "The Tenglong Imperial City has been opened. Spectator entered the Tenglong Imperial City from the left Sky Stairwell, while the geniuses from the Hundred Sects entered from the right Sky Stairwell. Remember, you only have two hours. And the Gravity Sky Stairwell depends on your own abilities. Others couldn't help, those who disobeyed orders. . . Directly disqualify from the competition!! "
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