Chapter 1363 Great Changes

Time flies, and thirteen hundred years pass in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh~

The fierce wind howls, and the flowing clouds drift.

On the towering sacred golden platform that pierces the clouds, Jing Xiaolou leans on the railing and gazes into the distance. Beneath the sea of clouds lies the Tianshu Great City, stretching for countless miles, cutting off the north and south like a divine dragon.

It has been more than thirteen hundred years since he came to this world as a Dao soldier.

But even now, looking at this giant city that doesn't seem to be made by humans, he is still deeply moved.

One city is like a country.

Just one district of Tianshu is enough to accommodate everyone on Xuan Xing.

"What are you looking at again?"

In the misty void, a figure strides to the high platform. His figure is tall and imposing, and his aura is as heavy as a mountain. With each step, the space seems to give way.

It is Feng Mingtao.

"Why are you out of seclusion today?"

Jing Xiaolou smiles slightly, then his eyes light up: "You've completed the 'Divine Elephant Sutra'?"

"Hahaha!"

Having his proudest achievement spoken, Feng Mingtao laughs loudly: "After a thousand years, this daddy has finally refined the 'Great Divine Elephant'!

Now, even if it's Chu Fan and Yan Changsha, this daddy dares to fight them!"

"Impressive, impressive."

Jing Xiaolou praises sincerely.

Before the Xuan Xing Rune Dao Era, in the three years of the Great Dream, with the assistance of the artificial intelligence Ying Long, Su Jie developed a truly complete batch of 'chips'.

These 'chips' not only have the functions that artificial intelligence should have, but also have the means to collect information for evolution.

Because it is based on Xuan Xing mythology, it is also known as 'Divinity'.

The Divinity that Feng Mingtao possesses is the 'Great Divine Elephant'.

"This world is truly incredible. Just the cultivation methods and divine powers in this Tianshu City can allow me to nurture the 'Great Divine Elephant'."

Feng Mingtao looks around proudly: "When Chu Fan returns, this daddy must let him take a good look!"

Feng Mingtao's words are not a joke.

He and Chu Fan met during the zombie king incident in the Xiya Mountains. At that time, he had already achieved success in practicing the Elephant Form Fist, but Chu Fan was just an ordinary college graduate.

But the later it got, the bigger the gap between the two became.

In the Wangquan Dreamland, when Zi Ge cultivated the Yin-Yang Limitless, he had already stepped onto the ninth rank of Celestial Being.

At that time, he could barely see his back.

But when Su Jie opened up the Rune Dao Era, the gap between the two was completely widened to an indescribable level.

Of course, he had a grudge in his heart.

"That's not easy. I heard that Chu Fan has already condensed the divine sword 'Xuanyuan'. You may not be able to beat him."

Jing Xiaolou chuckles.

It's strange, the two of them clearly have a good relationship, but once they get together, something bad is bound to happen.

From Xuan Xing to the Wangquan Dreamland, and then to this world, it's always been like this.

"I'll have to fight to know."

Feng Mingtao is not convinced, but he no longer jokes, and instead asks Jing Xiaolou: "Have you refined your 'God-Slaying Whip'?"

"Difficult, difficult, difficult."

Jing Xiaolou shakes his head repeatedly, and can't help but sigh: "How can it be so easy to order the gods?"

"Cough cough."

Seeing that Jing Xiaolou's mood is not high, Feng Mingtao coughs a few times to change the subject: "I heard that Yan Changsha has been fighting fiercely in the north and south these years?"

"More than fierce?"

A trace of fear flashes in Jing Xiaolou's eyes: "Since the current emperor succeeded to the throne, in the past thirteen hundred years, Yan Changsha has not stopped for a single day, traversing east and west, fighting in the north and south, and has already flattened thousands of vassal states."

"I heard that sometimes he travels alone and can flatten several major vassal states in a day. How many mountains of corpses and seas of blood are under his command?"

Speaking of Yan Changsha, Jing Xiaolou has some undisguised disgust.

In the past thirteen hundred years, Yan Changsha's name has resounded throughout the Great Yong. Not to mention Tianshu, even other forces far outside the Great Yong are terrified of him.

The number of cultivators who have fallen into his hands is unknown.

"So fierce?"

Feng Mingtao raises his eyebrows.

He has mostly been in seclusion these years, but he didn't know that Yan Changsha had already become so ferocious.

"His 'Myriad Battle Great Elixir Art' has long been denounced as a demonic art. I heard that among the seventy-two rebel kings, there are quite a few who have offered high rewards to kill him."

Jing Xiaolou waves his hand: "Let's not talk about him. It's been a long time since we've seen each other. Why don't we talk about our gains over the years?"

"I couldn't ask for more."

Feng Mingtao agrees with a smile. Just as he is about to speak, his heart suddenly shakes.

A dignified and solemn voice comes:

"All who hear this sound, come to the Divine Mountain of Battle!"

"This is?"

Jing Xiaolou frowns.

This is their nominal 'master', although no one really thinks so.

However, everyone's impression of their nominal master is not bad.

In the past thirteen hundred years, he has given them almost the greatest freedom and authority, and they can take whatever resources they want from the entire Tianshu City and even the Great Yong royal family.

Because of this, Feng Mingtao was able to condense the 'Great Divine Elephant'. Otherwise, even with ten times more time, he might not be able to condense it.

"Since His Majesty the Emperor is summoning us, shall we go and take a look?"

Feng Mingtao is in a very good mood and agrees directly.

Jing Xiaolou has no objections.

Buzz~

In the next instant, the two of them have disappeared into the layers of void like shooting stars.

Following the inexplicable guidance in the depths of the void, they traverse at high speed.

The void of this great world is extremely strange. It is not a single layer, but is jointly constructed by billions of infinite dimensions. Both of them have been to the Divine Mountain of Battle.

But without guidance, even if they searched for thousands or tens of thousands of years, they would not be able to find the entrance.

The reason is that these infinite dimensions and billions of void interlayers are not only full of dangers, but are also constantly changing.

Because of this, many evil demons and giants who have been forced to the end of their ropes also hide in them, making the void dimensions even more dangerous.

Whoosh!

Tearing through the void along the guidance, before long, the dark and gloomy color disappears, and boundless splendor fills everything within sight.

Even with their current cultivation levels, they feel dazzled for a moment and frown slightly.

After a while, they see the magnificent immortal mountain.

"Logically speaking, such a mountain shouldn't exist at all..."

Feng Mingtao shakes his head slightly.

"According to Xuan Xing's perspective, how could the Endless Continent exist? Surrounded by stars, the center of the universe is actually a continent..."

Jing Xiaolou smiles and points ahead: "It seems that something big is about to happen. We're not the only ones coming."

Feng Mingtao looks over and sees streams of divine light with different auras piercing through the layers of void.

"Good heavens, isn't this everyone except for those who are leading troops to fight?"

Feng Mingtao smacks his lips:

"With all of us here, except for those holy lands, we can run rampant in the Endless Continent. What big things could happen?"

"That's not certain."

Jing Xiaolou doesn't say much.

But he will never underestimate a great world that is powerful to such a degree.

They have only cultivated for more than a thousand years and have already reached such a realm. Even with various aids, the age of this world...

Is not counted in tens of thousands of years, but in 'tens of thousands of epochs'.

Feng Mingtao is obsessed with cultivation. He has not been idle these years. He has read all the ancient history, the origins of the holy lands, and even some strange myths.

Naturally, he knows the importance of things.

"You're just too careful... I'll be damned, is that, is that Chu Fan?!"

Feng Mingtao doesn't pay attention at first, but after a quick glance, he sees a familiar figure and his face changes instantly:

"This jinx is really here. Could it be that something big is really going to happen?"

He mutters to himself.

He can't remember how many times it has been, but every time he meets Chu Fan, something bad seems to happen.

"Hmm?"

In the distance, Chu Fan, who has just stepped out of the void, moves slightly in his heart. Seeing Feng Mingtao, he can't help but frown:

"Old Feng, you're here too?"

The moment he speaks, he has already arrived nearby. First, he bows to Jing Xiaolou: "Brother Jing, long time no see."

Then he looks at Feng Mingtao, who is retreating with a gloomy face, and his eyebrows jump: "Shouldn't I be the one calling you a jinx?"

"Haha!"

Feng Mingtao laughs and walks towards the Divine Mountain of Battle first:

"I came and went in a hurry last time. This time, I have to take a good look at this number one divine peak of the Great Yong!"

The Divine Mountain of Battle is infinitely large.

No matter which direction you look at it from, you can never see its edge, just like mortals looking up at the night sky, unable to see anything beyond it.

Chu Fan and Jing Xiaolou greet each other, and the two of them also walk towards the Divine Mountain of Battle unhurriedly.

The Divine Mountain of Battle is less of a mountain and more of a war fortress that has gathered all the foundations of the Great Yong for the past 800,000 years.

Even across billions of miles of void, one can feel the overwhelming aura of iron and blood, fierce and brutal.

When the three of them step onto the Divine Mountain of Battle, they realize that it is not just them 'Reincarnation Dao Soldiers' who have arrived.

On the countless battle platforms, there are also many princes, dukes, and ministers of the Great Yong royal family.

Even some vassal lords who have surrendered in recent years and actively offered their territories have gathered here.

"Is something big really going to happen?"

Jing Xiaolou frowns almost imperceptibly.

In this dimensional world occupied by the Divine Mountain of Battle, a loud noise suddenly rings out.

Dong!

The bell rings, shaking the four poles of heaven and earth.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

...

The grand, starburst-like bell sound descends from the void, scattering millions of acres of smoke and dust, and attracting ten thousand rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors.

Buzz~

As the Divine Mountain of Battle trembles slightly, Mo Yin, dressed in a simple white robe, steps out of the void in full view of everyone.

He lands on the top of the Divine Mountain of Battle, on the highest Dao platform.

"We pay our respects to the Emperor!"

As he sits down, shouts of obeisance like a mountain roar and a sea wave rise and fall.

"Are you all wondering why I have summoned you all here today?"

Mo Yin sits high on the platform, casting his eyes on all directions, taking everything into his eyes:

"Not for anything else, but to welcome you..."

As the voice reaches this point, a waterfall of light descends with extreme brilliance, shrouding a high platform within it.

"Hmm?"

"Ah?!"

"This is..."

Everyone stares intently, and with this one look, many people gasp.

Even some old ministers exclaim "Your Majesty!"

"I couldn't hide it from you after all..."

On the high platform, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a young man but with a head full of silver hair slowly raises his head and looks at Mo Yin:

"The younger generation is to be feared, I am declining..."