"It seems a seal set by kung fu masters who reached the Pre-celestial Greater heaven. I'm afraid that we can't get into it." said Qin'er. Xiao Naihe insisted that he felt the wave of the spiritual power of anther gold foil, but she was rather in doubt about it.
"It should be set by those three immortals we met just now." Xiao Naihe reminded of the three immortals, and one of whom was Zhiqing monk he had met once before.
"Three?" Feng Qianlong was surprised, and then suddenly looked to the grand Hall of Mental Cultivation. "It's a seal set by those three immortals. Are they planning to eliminate the Kingdom of Dubhe?"
Without answering Feng Qianlong's question, Xiao Naihe put his hands on the seal of the door, and muttered to himself, "It is called Three Colors Seal, a very common means of the full immortals, and it is also the simplest one in the immortal level. Maybe I can try and break it ."
"What?"
"Huh?"
Both Feng Qianlong and Qin'er uttered simultaneously. The former was not convinced by what he heard for he thought it was definitely impossible for a cultivator in the Post-celestial Spirit Realm to break the seal made by the full immortals. The latter knew well what Xiao Naihe was capable of doing, but Xiao's words once again refreshed her understanding about him.
Xiao Naihe began to emit his spiritual power, speaking, "The whole universe is full of seals, such as the Local Seal, the Empty Seal, and the Diamond Seal."
In Xiao Naihe's words, if a cultivator in the Post-celestial Spirit Realm wanted to break such a seal, he must build the immortal body or form the gold core. Probably there was Xiao Naihe alone in the world matched this condition, for he had formed the gold core in the Sky Spirit Realm.
…
No sound could be heard outside the seal, including the heartrending cry of Tian Xuexi and the exclamation of other officials.
"Our father is actually a full immortal? Wow, does it mean that he will be an immortal emperor for hundreds of years, and our kingdom will be thriving and prospering for thousands of years? Maybe we can unify the Wanqing small world for real." One prince cheered.
"Oh my god. There are two immortal masters in our kingdom. One is the National Master Murong, and the other is our father." Another added impressively.
Albeit these princes, not stupid, had been suppressed by Tian Xuexi and his mother, they still played some dirty tricks in the dark. Each of them was ambitious to ascend to the throne, and wanted to murder the emperor and the crown prince to replace their positions.
Now Tian Juechen exposed his real identity, a full immortal, shattering their covetous thoughts now which were displaced by fear and respect. The gap between the Pre-celestial Greater Heaven and the Post-celestial Spirit Realm was like the difference between the immortals and the mortals.
"Your majesty, since you blinded us from the truth that you are a full immortal, and provoked contradictions among the four kingdoms, you have the ambition to unify the whole Wanqing world, don't you?" asked Gong Liang. He closed his eyes, constantly twirled his fingers, and gently gritted his teeth with a worried look.
"Even though you are a full immortal, you are just in the early-stage of it like us. Do you think we are afraid of you?" Cao Yuehu tried to remain cool, and he felt uneasy at the beginning for this was his first time to engage a full immortal, while the thought of the situation that Tian Juechen was outnumbered comforted him.
"Ha ha, do you know how I become a full immortal? I will show you in action. " laughed Tian Juchen.
A sense of danger gripped Duanmu Jianming, Cao Yuehu and Zhiqing monk. They subconsciously pushed Deng Song, Tan Xinglong and Shen Wanshan who were in the Post-celestial Spirit Realm backwards, and then they were about to retreat. All of a sudden, the grand hall disappeared into the dark.
What happened?
A same idea struck the three immortals. Looking around, they found darkness shrouded them and a dying Tian Xuexi, expect other twelve princes, Gong Liang and the three foreign envoys.
"Tian Juechen, what the hell did you do? Where is this place? "
All was dark. Duanmu Jianming felt himself entering into a void space without a slight of light. Then a foreboding feeling took hold of him.
"Duanmu Master, Zhiqing Momk, let's jointly break this black space. We had better leave this damn place quickly." Cao Yuehu uttered.
"Alright!"
Suddenly, Tian Juechen began to laugh, "It is a waste of effort. This is Void Mirror, a immortal-level tool of grade five, and you have no idea how much I took to get it. Anyone under the ghost-immortal level will turn into ashes once he enters into this space."
"Void Mirror? Is it the one in the Ghost Valley, one of the five holy places of martial arts?" asked Zhiqing monk, and a chill climbed up his spine.
"You bet, old bald ass. You deserve to be called the greatest person of Thousand Forest Temple, huh?"
All of a sudden, the seal cracked, and then a man in armor threw himself in from the outside with a dazzling golden light piercing the darkness.
"Bloody hell, who are you?" shouted Tian Juechen.