Chapter 1634: The Sealing God Platform Assembly
Whether it was Lansibai or Lu Qian, their eyes were fixed solely on Mu Lingxi, completely ignoring Zhang Ruochen standing nearby.
In truth, Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to return to the Moon God Dojo either. It was only seven days—he could afford to wait.
If he couldn’t enter the Truth Divine Temple to cultivate, he could still cross the Sea of Truth.
Mu Lingxi naturally understood Lansibai and Lu Qian’s intentions. She took Zhang Ruochen’s hand and headed toward the cloud boat, deciding to return to the Moon God Dojo.
But Zhang Ruochen grabbed her wrist instead, pulling her back. Smiling, he said, “Don’t rush. Have you forgotten that we also have a friend in the Truth Divine Temple?”
With that, he inscribed a Message Light Talisman and sent it flying.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen’s hand tightly gripping Mu Lingxi’s wrist, a cold glint flashed in Lansibai’s eyes.
He only regretted that this was the Truth Heaven Domain. If it were anywhere else, he had a hundred ways to forcibly “invite” Mu Lingxi to his cultivation cave. He had ten thousand ways to make that clueless human man vanish without a trace.
Just as Lansibai was about to speak and invite Mu Lingxi again—
Suddenly, a powerful wave of weakness surged through his body. His face turned deathly pale, his mind went dark, and his body swayed as if he were a mortal on the verge of death.
“Lansibai, what’s wrong?”
Lu Qian quickly steadied him.
Without a word, Lansibai sat cross-legged, channeling sacred energy through his body. A dazzling white sacred light radiated from him.
Mu Lingxi looked curious and whispered, “What’s wrong with him?”
Zhang Ruochen naturally wouldn’t tell her that he had just secretly sent a Time Imprint onto Lansibai. He only smiled and said, “That four-winged angel’s body seems a bit weak.”
He didn’t use voice transmission; he said it aloud.
Lansibai, who was still circulating his energy, nearly went mad with rage.
Because of his extreme frustration, he almost lost control of his sacred energy. His face flushed red and then turned white, as if it might explode.
After a long while, Lansibai recovered. His expression darkened as he stood up abruptly, no longer bothering to maintain a pleasant demeanor. He glared at Zhang Ruochen.
A mere Half-Saint King human dared to mock him publicly for being weak? He had to teach this brat a harsh lesson.
“Whoosh!”
A sound of wind cutting through the air.
A streak of white light flew over from the distance and landed on the ground, materializing into a man with three heads and six arms.
Seeing this man, Lu Qian’s expression shifted. He quickly stepped forward and bowed, smiling, “Greetings, Senior Brother Feng.”
This man was Feng Yan.
Like them, he was a first-class disciple, but his background was far beyond Lu Qian’s reach.
Moreover, Feng Yan had already broken through to the Saint King realm. With his terrifying talent, he would likely soon be promoted to a Divine Inheritor Disciple.
In the Truth Heaven Domain, their statuses were worlds apart.
Lansibai frowned and held back from attacking Zhang Ruochen immediately. After all, this Feng Yan was no ordinary figure—he had once ranked seventeenth on the Sacred Merit Ranking.
Although Feng Yan had just broken through to the Saint King realm, if they actually fought, Lansibai, who was at the Second-Step Saint King level, would likely be no match for him.
“Why is Feng Yan here?”
Both Lansibai and Lu Qian wondered the same thing.
Feng Yan merely nodded and smiled at them. Then, his gaze swept over Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi. After confirming Zhang Ruochen’s identity, he walked over, cupped his hands, and laughed, “Brother Zhang, it’s been half a year since we last parted. Why haven’t you come to Kongling Island to visit me? I thought you’d forgotten about me!”
“This time in the Truth Heaven Domain, I’m afraid I’ll be troubling you for a few days, Brother Feng,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Feng Yan chuckled, “Trouble? Not at all! This is the perfect chance for us to spar. Come on, let’s head to Kongling Island now.”
Soon, a cloud boat flew over, carrying Feng Yan, Zhang Ruochen, and Mu Lingxi toward Kongling Island.
Lansibai and Lu Qian exchanged glances, both somewhat shocked.
If Feng Yan had been talking with Mu Lingxi, that would have been understandable.
But why would that Half-Saint King human be acquainted with Feng Yan?
Lu Qian’s expression grew heavy. He asked solemnly, “Lansibai, what exactly is that human’s background?”
Lansibai’s eyes were dark, and he shook his head.
Lu Qian inwardly groaned. He had somehow offended someone who could befriend Feng Yan—this was bad news. If he wasn’t careful, it could bring him great trouble.
Lu Qian said, “Sigh, truly, beauty is a disaster. Lansibai, I advise you not to pursue that phoenix anymore. If you offend someone like Feng Yan over her, it’s not worth it.”
Lansibai nodded on the surface, but inside, he was still resentful and unwilling.
“There’s another matter. In five days, the Truth Divine Temple will hold the Sealing God Platform Assembly. With our strength, we should be able to attend. It’s best to prepare in advance—maybe we can find one or two ancient relics on the Sealing God Platform,” Lu Qian said.
At that, Lansibai’s face lit up with joy. “The Sealing God Platform Assembly, held once every ten years? Really? Is it true?”
Lu Qian laughed, “How could it be false? A big reason the Truth Divine Temple won’t reopen until seven days later is to make time for the Sealing God Platform Assembly.”
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Kongling Island.
Zhang Ruochen looked puzzled. “The Sealing God Platform Assembly?”
“That’s right. In five days, it’s the Sealing God Platform Assembly. Such a grand event only happens once every ten years. Brother Zhang, you mustn’t miss it,” Feng Yan said, pouring Zhang Ruochen a full cup of tea and then one for Mu Lingxi.
Zhang Ruochen wasn’t interested in so-called grand events. He’d rather spend the time cultivating.
Feng Yan seemed to read his mind and revealed a mysterious smile. “Brother Zhang, if you don’t go, you’ll definitely regret it.”
“Is that so?” Zhang Ruochen said.
Feng Yan explained, “From what I know, all the Divine Inheritor Disciples of the Truth Divine Temple, along with some first-class disciples, will attend this assembly. What’s more, it will be presided over by the Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples.”
“The Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples are presiding together?” Zhang Ruochen was moved.
Feng Yan nodded.
Having been in the Truth Heaven Domain for so long, Zhang Ruochen had some understanding of the Truth Divine Temple. He naturally knew what the Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples represented.
They represented the peak combat power below the Great Saint realm, even capable of challenging Great Saints. They also represented the most top-tier geniuses and talents in the world.
Even those ranked in the top ten of the Sacred Merit Ranking might not be as outstanding as the Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples.
First, the Sacred Merit Ranking changed rapidly, but the Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples of the Truth Divine Temple had remained unchanged for nearly a hundred years.
Second, reaching the peak below the Great Saint realm was far more difficult than reaching the peak below the Saint King realm.
For these reasons, the Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples were renowned throughout the Heavenly Court realm. Even in the Hell Realm, they were extremely famous.
The fact that the Ten Great Divine Inheritor Disciples were jointly presiding over an event showed how much the Truth Divine Temple valued the Sealing God Platform Assembly.
Seeing that he had piqued Zhang Ruochen’s interest, Feng Yan continued, “The Truth Divine Temple will invite leaders from various major worlds, crown princes and celestial maidens from ancient civilizations, divine sons and grandsons of the gods, and some outstanding geniuses and powerhouses. I’ve heard that even a few figures from the Nine Beauties Immortal Painting will attend. But those are secondary.”
“Then what’s the most important thing?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Feng Yan smiled. “Brother Zhang, do you know what kind of place the Sealing God Platform really is?”
“This is my first time hearing about it,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Feng Yan said, “Speaking of the Sealing God Platform, we have to talk about the history of the Heavenly Court realm. Everyone knows that the Heavenly Court realm was established only about a hundred thousand years ago. But what about before that? Two hundred thousand years ago, a million years ago—what was this great world we stand on like?”
Zhang Ruochen listened quietly.
Feng Yan continued, “According to some ancient records, in the far ancient era, the concentration of heaven and earth sacred energy in this great world was dozens of times higher than it is now. Sacred veins covered the land, and there were even divine veins. Its power far surpassed the current Four Great Dominator Worlds.”
“But for some unknown reason, all life in this great world perished. Even the gods fell, turning it into a dead land. Only a few mysterious ancient ruins remain, and the Sealing God Platform is one of them.”
The secret Feng Yan revealed shocked Zhang Ruochen and sparked a strong interest in the Sealing God Platform.
Zhang Ruochen asked, “The Sealing God Platform Assembly can’t just be a simple gathering, can it?”
“If you go, you’ll naturally understand what it’s all about,” Feng Yan said, deliberately teasing Zhang Ruochen to make him attend.
Zhang Ruochen said, “It seems I haven’t received an invitation from the Truth Divine Temple.”
Feng Yan’s face lit up with joy. “If you attend as Zhang Ruochen, I can certainly get you an invitation. But you have so many enemies—going under your real identity might not be a good thing.”
“The second method is to qualify through strength for the Sealing God Platform Assembly.”
“What do you mean?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Feng Yan explained, “There are too many cultivators in the Truth Heaven Domain, but the number of invitations is limited. Some reclusive cultivators with real strength qualify to attend but are left out. So, the Truth Divine Temple has set up an entry qualification test. As long as a cultivator is strong enough, they can pass the test and enter the Sealing God Platform Assembly venue.”
“Which method will you choose, Brother Zhang?”
Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and smiled. “There are still five days—no rush. I plan to use this time to cross the Sea of Truth.”
“Really? What a coincidence! I just broke through to the Saint King realm and also want to cross the Sea of Truth,” Feng Yan laughed heartily.
He was so excited because he finally had a chance to spar with Zhang Ruochen.