Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 662: Fengdu City

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Nanchi Continent indeed appears to be much larger than Dongju Continent.

Great Emperor level experts, flying through the skies of Dongju Continent, could traverse it from east to west in just over ten days.

But Li Kaitian, after leaving the Spirit Dragon Holy Land and flying westward at full speed, without any delays en route, had not reached their destination even after twenty days passed.

Not until the twenty-fifth day did the half-year period agreed upon approach its imminent end.

On this day, Qinchuan finally opened his eyes, which had been closed in restful meditation, his gaze deep and resolute as he looked into the distance and said softly,

"We've arrived!"

Everyone's gaze pierced through the sea of clouds beneath their feet, and what lay below was an endless expanse of primeval forest. Within the vast forest seemed to dwell terrifying beings, radiating an astonishingly powerful aura.

The primeval forest stretched out connecting heaven and earth, and at the horizons end, an even more terrifying and bone-chilling aura surged towards the sky. Black demonic Qi and ghostly fog soared into the clouds, like towering pillars that seemed endless at first glance.

That was the outer periphery of Demon Mountain, the emanation of Demonic Qi creating a phantasmagoric realm.

Underneath the towering Demonic Qi lay Fengdu City, which from a distance appeared no larger than a grain of sand, making it almost impossible to discover.

"Rip—"

Li Kaitian tore through space, and everyone stepped inside.

After a dazzling brilliance, Qinchuan and the others found themselves engulfed in a sky filled with dense fog.

Demon Mountain, once the sacred mountain of the demon tribes, naturally emitted demonic Qi and ghostly fog. Even without intent, it was enough to obscure large territories, casting the entirety of Fengdu City in perennial gloom.

In the distance, cloaked in the fog, the walls of a city hidden in the mist could barely be discerned.

Originally, Fengdu City was not large, but in recent days, a flood of cultivators poured into it. Many powerful beings forcibly tore down the walls of nearby cities, moving them piece by piece to this location, expanding Fengdu City by hundreds of times.

In the center of the city, shrouded in black fog, a glimmer of gold was faintly visible - a testament to the gathering of Great Emperors.

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In Fengdu City's center stood a magnificent and opulent mansion, which originally belonged to a Supreme Saint Expert named Zhang Gan.

Fengdu City typically saw no visits from Great Emperors, so a Supreme Saint was considered a peak expert. However, five months ago, a Great Emperor named Yan Zhu descended upon this place and took over his mansion.

On this day, inside the mansion,

"Yan old ghost, why have you gathered us all here? What exactly do you intend?"

Inside the mansion, there were actually more than ten Great Emperor level experts.

At this moment, an old man with the features of a leopard and encircled eyes spoke discontentedly. He was called Ran Wei, a Great Emperor from the East Gate Sect, with a rugged appearance and a temper just as volatile.

Yan Zhu had summoned them here early in the morning but had not disclosed any details, leaving them to simply wait, which caused him to feel displeased.

Yan Zhu looked around the room, having invited Great Emperor level experts from six Sect Families. Apart from his own Ice Phoenix Sect, there were seven powerhouses in total.

He looked them over one by one, noting that representatives from East Gate Sect, Spirit Vulture Mountain, Taiqing Palace, Xie Family, and Su Family had already arrived.

Of those invited, only the Xiao Sect had not sent anyone.

"Hmph, the Xiao Sect always acts so superior, looking down on our Sect Families. They probably will not come," Yan Zhu thought to himself.

"Hmph, if they think too little of us, then we'll simply exclude them."

At that moment, he no longer waited and spoke, "Ladies and gentlemen, the reason I have gathered you all here is to discuss a matter of great importance, related to the survival of your Sect Families."

"A matter concerning the survival of our Sect Families?" The Great Emperors' eyes grew cold as they looked toward Yan Zhu.

A Great Emperor, with disdain, said, "Our Cultivation Levels have already reached the pinnacle of this continent. As long as we do not encounter any accidents, what could possibly threaten the existence of our families?"

"Because all of you possess the keys to unlock Devil Mountain, you arrived here earlier than others. It seems you have not yet received a certain piece of news," Yan Zhu said with a chuckle.

"What news?" A handsome, middle-aged Great Emperor with a tall and commanding presence glanced at Yan Zhu and asked lazily.

He was Xie Tingyun, the ancestor of the Xie Family, and the youngest among the Great Emperors of the six major Sect Families.

"The three sects of the Heavenly Mountain Domain have perished!" Yan Zhu said, with a smile that did not quite reach his eyes, looking at everyone as he delivered the shocking news.

"What?"

"Are you saying that the Heavenly Sword Gate, the Xuanhuang Sect, and the Spirit Dragon Holy Land of the Heavenly Mountain Domain are gone?"

Upon hearing Yan Zhu's words, the Great Emperors present began to buzz with discussion.

The Great Emperors at the scene, whose Sect Families were not far from the Heavenly Mountain Domain, were naturally very familiar with it.

The three major sects had ruled over Heavenly Mountain for tens of thousands of years. Even the Sect Holy Lands of neighboring Great Domains generally would not dare to step foot into the Heavenly Mountain Domain lightly.

These three sects had formed friendly alliances; should one be attacked, support from the others would rush to its side. How could they have possibly disappeared just like that?

"Indeed, the three major sects of the Heavenly Mountain Domain, the Nine Sects of Xuanhuang, the Six Gates of the Heavenly Mountain, and the Three Holy Lands of Spirit Dragon, have all been breached. And the one who breached them is a youngster named Qinchuan," Yan Zhu once again spoke.

"Qinchuan?"

"Who is this person? Why have we never heard of him before?" Ran Wei, with his fierce eyes and leopard-like features, bellowed.

In a corner among the crowd, a young cultivator in a blue Taoist robe flickered with a cool blue light in his eyes, revealing a terrifying killing intent within.

The murderous look in his eyes was fleeting as he spoke, "Qinchuan? Is it the Qinchuan from Dongju Continent, whose name has recently been rising to prominence?"

"And this esteemed brother would be...?" Yan Zhu, seeing that someone actually knew of Qinchuan's background, was taken aback. He looked over and saw that even though this young cultivator possessed a Great Emperor's Cultivation, he emanated an extremely dangerous aura.

It felt as if one were being targeted by a ferocious, venomous creature.

"Which Sect's elder brother are you, and why does your face seem unfamiliar to me?" Yan Zhu asked, looking around.

"This is Elder Jiang Bing, a guest elder of our Taiqing Palace," Yuan Xin, the ancestor of the Taiqing Palace, stepped forward to introduce him.

"So you are Elder Jiang Bing! My apologies, my apologies!" Yan Zhu bowed his hands in a greeting and continued, "Yes, the Qinchuan I've mentioned is indeed the national teacher of the Tianyuan Nation from Dongju Continent—Qinchuan!"

In fact, even though the Tianyuan Nation had unified the Eastern Continent, causing quite a stir on Dongju Continent, it had not created much of a ripple on other continents like the Nanchi Continent.

On one hand, the transfer of news was delayed; on the other, the continents were too far apart from each other. No one thought that the Tianyuan Nation would cross the ocean to conquer them, and thus no one went out of their way to spread this news.

Therefore, everyone present was quite unfamiliar with the name of Qinchuan and the Tianyuan Nation.

Then, Elder Yan Zhu proceeded to share all the information he had about Qinchuan and the destruction of the three sects with the people present.

After listening to Elder Yan Zhu's account, Ran Wei's eyebrows raised.

"Are you suggesting that the three sects of the Heavenly Mountain Domain have actually been annihilated by the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom?"