Chapter 1610: Sweeping the Immortal Realm
Xue Qing also knew that they were currently trapped in the Mustard Seed Realm and would not be able to bombard the Immortal Realm at the same agreed place five hundred years later and recreate the passage to take Shu Han and Xue Ji out. If Shu Han doesn't come out, their so-called hope will no longer exist.
"We really have no way to help him now, but I believe that a character who has the possibility of comprehending both Mustard Seed and Xumi will not be trapped in the Immortal Realm. Even if he does not open up the Immortal Realm by combining the inside and outside, he will find his own way out."
Xue Qing said.
"It sounds like Fellow Daoist Xue Qing has great expectations for Shu Han, the human race."
"But have you ever considered that he is only in the middle stage of integration!? Even if he really has the ability to understand Mustard Seed and Xumi, even if he really has the ability to break through the Immortal Realm, he can even remove us from Mustard Seed under the supervision of the high priest of the Yuming tribe. How long will it take for him to reach this level?"
"We are the top monks in the spiritual world. It goes without saying how long it took each of us to reach our current level of cultivation, right? What's more, he has to advance Xuantian realm to the level of true immortal. How many years will it take for us? Even if I sleep forever in this mustard state, can I really wait until that time?"
"With Shu Han's potential, he doesn't need the training time we do. Moreover, time can be manipulated in the Mustard Seed Realm. If we can gather the power of everyone and gather the Yin power to shrink time, we can also delay the passage of time."
"Stop it!"
After hearing Xue Qing's words, some people were very dissatisfied.
"You think we don't understand the realm of Mustard Seed? Here, Yin and Yang forces can distort time only when it is not observed. Now each of us is an observing individual, and Mustard Seed will not fluctuate randomly, nor will it fluctuate randomly. There is no use of Yin force to shrink time.”
"You can't, but maybe I can."
Xue Qing said: "I also consulted little friend Shu Han for advice on the fusion of yin and yang, and I have achieved some success. Now I can indeed control a slight amount of yin power to shorten a certain time on a mustard scale. But with my current level and mana reserves, It may not be of much use, so we just hope that little friend Shu Han can reach that level quickly."
"The chances are too slim!"
Shenhao was like a defeated rooster at this moment. He originally thought that Xueqing's Fairyland Conference would be the clarion call for him to counterattack the Yuming clan. However, the Immortal Realm Conference shattered all his last hopes. Now the high priest of the Yumin tribe is completely unmatched in his eyes.
"We have to reach an unprecedented level, we have to break through the boundary wall of the fairyland, and we even have to do it in front of the Yuming tribe's high priest. It can't take too much time... With so many limiting factors superimposed, even if the human race kid is really Even the reincarnation of immortals can’t do it.”
Shenhao's words plunged everyone into despair again.
yes!
It’s so hard to do this!
It’s unimaginably difficult.
Xue Qing let out a long sigh: "I know this is very difficult for little friend Shu Han, but in fact, after careful analysis, it is not so difficult. Let's see if he can reach the required state. As long as he understands Xu Mo and Mustard Seed, Then he will gain supreme power. With this deep understanding of Xuantian's laws, it is not difficult to break through the boundary wall of the Immortal Realm, and he will not necessarily be weaker than the high priest of the Yumin tribe. I hope he will have it in the Immortal Realm. We have unexpected opportunities to successfully reach that state as soon as possible.”
Xue Qing's words can only be regarded as an insignificant ray of light in the dark night sky to all the powerful people who have overcome the tribulation. Although it is insignificant, there is still hope, and it is not a total darkness.
"If you expect that junior from the human race to achieve Zhengguo to save you, I can only say that you still think of the problem too simply. He can't save you, and no one can save you."
In an instant, the deep words of the Yumin tribe's high priest enveloped the entire Guanghan Palace.
What!
All the strong men who had overcome the tribulation had chills down their spines. They rose into the air one after another, higher than the palace gate of Guanghan Palace. They suddenly saw the high priest of the Yumin tribe standing outside the Guanghan Palace and looking at their faces in shock. A face of fear.
"He also came to the mustard realm!?"
"Why would he come too?"
"How did he do it? Isn't it possible that only Guanghan Palace, the most precious treasure of Xuantian, can achieve the curling scale?"
All the people in the Tribulation Period couldn't believe the scene before them.
The high priest of the Yumin tribe was watching everyone at the entrance of Guanghan Palace with his pupils like the abyss of death. Those deep pupils perfectly reflected everyone's fear.
"It is indeed good to escape to the Mustard Seed Realm. The power of the Immortal Palace cannot be extradited, and I can't do anything to you for the time being. But no one will come to save you. You will be trapped in the Mustard Seed Realm forever. For me, with you There is no difference between dying in the Immortal Palace."
"As for the human monk mentioned by fellow Taoist Xue Qing, I am very interested in him. You don't have to worry that he will be trapped in the immortal realm and unable to return. I will personally take him back to the spiritual world."
After saying that, the high priest of the Yumin clan walked away. His figure magnified infinitely in everyone's eyes, and finally broke away from the scale of the mustard seed and returned to the macroscopic spiritual world. Only the forty powerful men who had overcome the tribulation were left in shock and helplessness in the Guanghan Palace.
"Why can he freely travel through Mustard Seed and Xu Mo? Is this some kind of magic method?"
"What kind of magic can do such a trick in the Mustard Seed Realm!"
At this moment, Xue Qing's face turned tragically pale.
The moment the Yumin tribe's high priest waved away, the only pillar in her heart collapsed.
"This can only mean one thing, that is, this person has already penetrated the mustard seed realm and the moment realm. He is now the destination that Shu Han will reach after infinite efforts in the future."
"How can there be such a person? How can there be such a person!!"
...
The high priest who returned to the macroscopic world appeared on the fairy palace. At this moment, eight huge space-time portals opened around the fairy palace. The other eight priests of the Yuming clan appeared in the space-time tunnel one after another. Following behind them was the Yuming clan army that was neat, connected, and continuous.
Eight neat armies filed out of the transmission channel, as if there was no end to the army. They were vast and mighty, covering the sky and the sun, and absolutely silent, like the spreading death, which seemed to cover the entire fairyland.
Looking around, the soldiers who made up the eight armies of the Yuming clan were all Yuming gods wearing mysterious armor with colorful lights. They were fearless, without sadness or joy, and were absolute killing machines.
Each of the divine followers was led by a Yuming clan Mahayana monk. Looking around, the eight armies included countless divine followers. Such strength made any clan in the spirit world silent and submissive.
The Yuming clan high priest standing in the middle of the eight armies seemed to be the master of the entire spirit world, looking deeply at the fairyland above.
The other eight priests of the Yuming clan came to the high priest and bowed and said: "Reporting to the high priest, the Yuming army has been assembled! Please give instructions!" The high priest nodded slightly and praised: "Very good, our clan has been brewing for a million years, and now it is finally time to show its might."
The second priest carrying the Sky-peeking Mirror asked: "Excuse me, high priest, what is the goal of us gathering the Yuming army here?"
The high priest pointed to the fairyland from a distance, his eyes cold.
"The first battle of the Yuming army."
"Destroy the fairyland."