A small trail leads directly to the top of the mountain.
There is a huge boulder on the top of the mountain, large and boundless, lying on the top of the mountain.
The old man in gray robe dropped Su Xinglan and kneaded the seal with one hand, muttering something in his mouth.
The next moment, a red sun emerged from the palm of his hand. As it rose slowly, it shone thousands of meters of light and enveloped all directions.
"Boom."
The boulders trembled and the earth shook.
Smoke and dust rolled down, and trillions of bright stars suddenly lit up on the stone wall.
The old man in gray robe bowed and said in a solemn tone: "Xue Shijiu, the sea guard outside the boundary, has asked to see the eight elders and has something important to report."
Remaining motionless, he waited patiently and respectfully.
Su Xinglan secretly observed the surroundings, inevitably feeling curious and even weird.
Hidden World, is this the real world?
If it exists, why has it never been mentioned in the decades since it ascended to the immortal world?
It’s okay if ordinary people don’t know, but what about Gu Changxiao?
As the ancestor of the Martial Palace, one of the two oldest forces in the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm, there is no reason for him to know nothing about this.
Are you really unaware, or are you deliberately hiding it?
Or is this just a ridiculous dream?
Lowering his head and thinking, Su Xinglan couldn't figure out the key point. It was difficult to tell the truth from the false.
And at this moment, a bright light among the billions of stars twinkling on the stone wall quietly extinguished, and an elusive old voice came from within: "Come in."
The old man in gray robe named Xue quickly straightened up, grabbed Su Xinglan again, and turned into blue smoke and flew into the stars.
"Boy, give me a detailed explanation when you get to the Elder's Hall and start from the beginning."
"This is your only chance to escape, and it is also the opportunity for advancement that I have been waiting for for tens of thousands of years."
"Once it's done, I don't mind sending you back in person, so that your three wandering souls and seven souls can return to your physical body safely and soundly."
"If you don't do it well, your life will be in danger."
"Did you hear that clearly?"
He used extra force on his palms, and Xue Jiu warned him coldly.
Su Xinglan grimaced in pain, how could he dare not agree?
After half a stick of incense, the two came to a magnificent hall suspended above the clouds.
Xue Jiu slowed down his flying speed and landed lightly.
"Disciple Xue Shijiu pays homage to the elders."
After crossing the threshold and walking to the center of the hall, he silently let go of Su Xinglan and leaned down to kneel down.
The hall was empty and dark, with no one in sight.
There are only eight wooden chairs placed on the high seats above, which look extremely simple.
"Buzz."
The cool breeze swept gently, and from left to right, the seventh wooden chair and the eighth wooden chair rotated in the air at the same time, exuding huge pressure.
Not long after, two figures appeared out of thin air, sat upright on wooden chairs and landed smoothly on the ground.
"Xue Shijiu, why do you want to see us?"
On the seventh wooden chair, a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance spoke loudly and said with deep eyes: "Yes, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years. You have finally touched the threshold of the semi-saint from the 19th level of a true immortal. You are above the way of heaven.
To gain the qualification to stay in the world and practice."
"Well, is this the reason why you asked to see us this time?"
"If this is the case, I advise you to wait a little longer."
"Because according to the rules in the world, sea guardians cycle for thirty thousand years. Regardless of whether they enter the semi-sacred realm or not, they must guard it for one period before they can leave."
On the eighth wooden chair, a mature and beautiful woman with fair skin and charming appearance nodded in agreement: "As far as I know, you still have 8,600 years before you turn 30,000 years old."
"No one can break the rules of the industry and transfer you without authorization before time runs out."
Xue Shijiu kowtowed three times and said with sincere fear: "Returning to the Seventh Elder and the Eighth Elder, this disciple is not doing this for himself, but..."