Chapter 2312
Chapter 2312
If Lin Xuan's estimation was correct, he would need a full 24 shortcut-level scriptures.
"The upper realm is large enough, so gathering them all is no problem. However, if there are more realms beyond the initial source of the Tao, then I'm afraid we'll need 48. A world with a long history... should be enough, right?"
Lin Xuan stayed in the Soul-Calming Tower with extremely uncertain words, and his consciousness had returned to his body.
For Ling Pianran, the outside world was just a blink of an eye, but Lin Xuan had already stood up.
At the same time, an extremely sharp sword aura emanated from Lin Xuan.
The sword light penetrated his body and rushed into the sky at this moment, gathering into a sword river in the sky.
The sword river rushed past, and the dark sky of the Dark Soul Jedi seemed to be cut open, which was extremely terrifying.
"The Changhe Heavenly Sword Daoji seems to be several times more powerful than the Sword Crow Clan's genius. I wonder what they will think after seeing this?"
"A natural born swordsman? Haha..."
Ling Pianran laughed. She seemed to have long been accustomed to Lin Xuan's strangeness.
The environment of Dark Souls Jedi is no different from that of other major Jedi.
This is the battlefield between the Soul Devouring Clan and Chunyangtian, and the two sides have a long-standing grudge.
Since the Fourth Dark Riot, everyone in the upper realm knew that the Dark Soul Jedi were the most ferocious fighters, and they had fought countless battles, both large and small.
The reason is simple, mainly because the Soul-Devouring Clan poses an extremely huge threat to the creatures of Pure Yang Heaven.
Although not all the inhabitants of Dongzhou, where Chunyangtian is located, are Chunyang creatures, almost all the Chunyang creatures in the entire Jiuzhou will choose to develop in Chunyangtian.
The reason is simple. Chunyangtian is the only pure yang living force in Jiuzhou and has been established for countless generations.
There is a twelve-turn top-level immortal in Chunyang Heaven, who is said to have been the strongest in the upper realm. With the help of the imperial weapon Chunyang Creation Cauldron, he can burst out the combat power of a half-step supreme.
But now, the style of Chunyang Heaven has slightly declined. Ever since Lin Xuan, the butterfly, flapped its wings, the way of heaven has been slightly unbalanced. Those brilliant people have already taken half a step forward and established themselves at the level of half-step supreme.
And as Lin Xuan, the butterfly, flew higher and higher, the Heavenly Dao targeted him again and again, and his imbalance became more and more serious.
Especially recently, the road of reincarnation and death has been completely liberated, and the terrible suppression power of the way of heaven has shown signs of collapse. Those who seize the opportunity have taken a step further.
There is no change in Chunyangtian nowadays, and the upper limit is locked, so the style has been lowered.
To change all this requires an opportunity, and at this time Ling Pianran is Chunyangtian's hope.
At this time, at the Chunyangtian front, the battle continued and the power continued to erupt. The Dark Forest side, led by the Soul-Devouring Clan, and the backbone forces of the major upper and lower clans were attacking frantically.
In the Dark Soul Jedi, dozens of battles of varying sizes are fought every day, and all the creatures of Dongzhou fight their way out step by step, with extremely powerful combat capabilities.
"Ling Pianran and Lin Xuan were besieged by the two young masters? They are doomed!"
The latest news has not yet reached the Chunyangtian Front. At this time, the commander-in-chief, Feng Changgong, an eighth-level top-level immortal, has a sinister look on his face.
"She is not worthy of the throne of the Goddess. Only her brother is the 'Son of Heaven' destined by heaven."
Feng Changgong's eyes gleamed as he whispered, "Ling Pianran, it would be best if you died in the Dark Land to prevent us from killing each other."
"Humph……"
"You are unworthy of being a celestial being, and unworthy of our Pure Yang Heaven. So many resources have been wasted, even the last wisp of Chaos Mother Qi has been given to you, yet you have remained stagnant for so many years. You are a complete waste."
"If these were given to my brother, he would have already reached the eleventh level and become an Immortal King-level being."
"It's all your fault..."
By the end of his words, hatred had already appeared in Feng Changgong's eyes.
Below him, two wandering immortals of the eighth level stood respectfully, looking at each other and nodding slightly in agreement with his words.
What Feng Changgong didn't know was that at this time, Jiuzhou was already in turmoil.
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