Chapter 74: The Firmament Continent!
“Boom!”
As Lu Qingyang activated the Myriad Realms Formation, his fingers danced around the orb of light.
Streams of obscure, indecipherable symbols burst from his fingertips, imprinting themselves onto the orb.
“Hum!”
When all these Runes entered the orb, the originally resplendent orb suddenly trembled, and unexpectedly lit up with a dazzling radiance.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang’s pupils abruptly contracted.
In the next instant, a crack actually split open across the orb.
Hm? That’s not right. I haven’t even opened the entrance yet.
Lu Qingyang’s expression shifted slightly. He didn’t understand what was going on.
He had clearly only just used the Myriad Realms Formation to veil this small world’s Heavenly Dao. He hadn’t even had time to open the way in.
How had the other side opened it on its own?
“Sect Master, get back!”
Just as Lu Qingyang was dazed, Jun Moyan suddenly called out a warning from the side.
“Swoosh!”
“Crack!”
The next second, a long saber tore across the void, carrying the force of a thunderbolt as it viciously slashed toward Lu Qingyang from within the orb!
“Hmph! How rude!”
A cold shout rang out. Lu Qingyang’s eyes were sharp and his hands quick. He raised a palm and struck out.
Bang!
The two collided, and the long saber snapped on impact.
The person behind the blade was also sent flying back several zhang by the powerful force.
“Pfft!”
Steadying himself, the man opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
Looking closely, he was unexpectedly a burly man with a massive frame and bulging muscles all over.
“Who are you?”
Seeing the burly man who had appeared out of nowhere, Lu Qingyang frowned.
He had never imagined that someone could actually run out from that world!
And judging by the looks of it, this person was also a cultivator. His cultivation was just a bit low — seemingly only Golden Core?
“Pfft!”
The burly man clutched his chest and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood.
He began sizing up Lu Qingyang and his surroundings.
For a long time he made no sound, his eyes filled with shock.
Especially after seeing the puppet legion and the Spirit-Puppet Vajra in mid-air, his shock reached its extreme.
“Th-this… is this the Immortal… Immortal Realm?”
After a long while, he finally swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty.
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang’s face revealed an odd expression.
How was this any different from how they had looked when they first arrived in the Central Region…
…
Half an hour later, Lu Qingyang carefully studied the man before him, named Wu Ji.
“In other words, you were the highest cultivator in your world?”
“Over there, Golden Core is the limit of cultivation?”
After listening to Wu Ji’s account, Lu Qingyang finally understood the situation.
Though some of it was bizarre, at least he had figured out the circumstances of that world.
It turned out that small world was called the Firmament Continent, and its cultivation system was similar to the Prison Dragon Realm.
The difference was that world lacked cultivation resources, and its overall strength was weak.
The upper limit of cultivation realms was the Golden Core stage.
And the reason Wu Ji could run out was entirely coincidence.
“That’s right. After I stepped into Golden Core, my cultivation made no further progress, so I thought of ascending to the legendary Immortal Realm.”
“So I searched the whole world for the entrance to the Immortal Realm. Who knew that while searching, I suddenly discovered a strange orb of light…”
Hearing this, how could Lu Qingyang possibly not understand?
It was that when he activated the Myriad Realms Formation, he had coincidentally opened the entrance to the Prison Dragon Realm on the Firmament Continent.
Wu Ji could be considered lucky, actually passing straight through.
“Cough, cough!”
At this moment, Jun Moyan lightly coughed twice from the side, signaling Lu Qingyang to get to the point.
“Mm. In that case, listen well. This realm is not the Immortal Realm, but a mid-thousand world called the Prison Dragon Realm.”
“You can think of it as a world somewhat stronger than the Firmament Continent.”
“As for the Golden Core stage…”
Speaking to here, Lu Qingyang paused and pointed at a fourth-tier puppet in the distance. “It can wipe out a handful of Golden Cores with a casual strike.”
“Hisss!”
“This…”
Hearing this, Wu Ji could not help but draw a sharp breath.
“That thing is that powerful?”
“Don’t believe me? Try it?”
Lu Qingyang smiled faintly and pointed at the fourth-tier puppet not far away.
“Whoosh!”
The next moment, his finger moved slightly, and that fourth-tier puppet floated into the air.
An aura like a mountain range bore down from the sky.
Sensing that pressure, Wu Ji’s face turned green.
“Gulp!”
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook his head with a bitter smile.
Only then did Wu Ji realize just what kind of goods this “First True Monarch of the Firmament Continent” really was.
“So, since you were able to come to this realm, it can be considered your fortune.”
“However… that small world, your homeland the Firmament Continent, is the private property of my Chaotian Sect…”
Lu Qingyang had said so much — introducing the Prison Dragon Realm’s power, displaying the might of the fourth-tier puppet.
Beyond showing Wu Ji his muscles, he also had the intention of winning the other over.
After all, someone who could become the number one in a world would carry at least some great fortune.
As long as he was handled properly, he would surely be a lucky general in the future. Of course, the premise was that the other party wasn’t someone with a Fate Pattern like Yang Yu’s…
Sure enough, after hearing Lu Qingyang say his homeland was actually a sect’s private property, Wu Ji was instantly dumbfounded.
“What? Then… how do you plan to handle the Firmament Continent?”
He stared wide-eyed, fixated on Lu Qingyang.
Lu Qingyang’s expression did not change.
“Naturally, we will excavate all useful resources, recruit all talented disciples, and eat that world clean, turning it into a training ground for the sect.”
“Th-this… this…”
Wu Ji wanted to say something, but after catching a glimpse of the puppets filling the sky, he suddenly felt that anything he said would be powerless.
Before absolute power, even trying to dissuade was a crime!
“What? You’re unwilling?”
As if seeing through Wu Ji’s inner thoughts, Lu Qingyang asked calmly.
“I… I…”
Hearing this, Wu Ji stammered, a flicker of struggle passing through his eyes.
Finally, as if having made a decision, he took a deep breath and looked seriously at Lu Qingyang.
“Senior, if you want this world, then take it.”
“Oh?”
“But I beg you, do not wantonly slaughter!”
With that, he directly knelt prostrate on the ground, respectfully submitting.
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang raised an eyebrow.
“You may have misunderstood somewhat. My Chaotian Sect is not some demonic path sect.”
“Where does this ‘wantonly slaughter’ come from? Besides, not just anyone can enter my Chaotian Sect.”
“Anyone whose talent and temperament are insufficient, or who is unwilling, I will not force.”
With that, he waved his sleeve, and a gentle gust of wind lifted Wu Ji back to his feet.
“Thank you, Senior!”
Hearing this, Wu Ji was first stunned for a moment, then excitedly bowed in gratitude.
“Mm. In that case, are you willing to join my sect?”
“With you here, your fellow countrymen will be able to rest easier when they come in the future, won’t they?”
Lu Qingyang spoke calmly, his gaze falling on Wu Ji, waiting for an answer.
“This…”
Hearing this, Wu Ji hesitated for a moment.
“This junior is willing!”
Soon, he clasped his fists heavily.
“In that case, then come down with us to take a look.”
“With you as our guide, we can reduce some unnecessary trouble.”
With that, Lu Qingyang’s fingers danced once more, and the world entrance to the Firmament Continent slowly opened…