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Chapter 1051 - Chapter 1051 Chapter 653 Ten Thousand Clans Gather Here

Chapter 1051: Chapter 653: Ten Thousand Clans Gather Here Chapter 1051: Chapter 653: Ten Thousand Clans Gather Here In fact.

Long before they began their cross-universal journey, Jiang Hui had already sensed their approach.

However, it wasn’t because he had issued the order in advance that the two were allowed to enter the Immortal Domain.

Maintaining a certain level of mystique is the first and foremost principle that the Sacrificial Spirit must follow.

Even those lower-level Sacrificial Spirits from the outer realms wouldn’t just appear without reason; most of the time, they pass their time in silence, only showing themselves if their followers face a great disaster or summon them with grand and solemn rituals.

Though he was not truly a Sacrificial Spirit, he walked the path of gaining followers through faith and should do the same.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Jiang Hui would not easily show himself or issue his orders arbitrarily.

It was only because he had occasionally spoken about the situation in the Boundary Sea during his teachings in the village, including the Burial Domain.

This place, unlike Alien Territories, although born from the emergence of ancient artifacts, did not indulge in slaughter but preferred to withdraw from the world, keeping to their own small patch of land and living out their simple lives.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhuang’s eldest son remembered this quite clearly. It seems he had paid close attention during the lessons.

Actually, putting those aside, the current policy of the Immortal Domain is openness to outsiders; even dark creatures, as long as they are not thoroughly fallen into evil, could enter.

The book Lin ChaoYang held could verify whether one is thoroughly and eternally fallen into evil.

If that were the case, then the two returning auras from the book would not be transparent but would be crimson gold and would also turn into actual shackles, trapping them in place, awaiting specialized personnel to deal with them.

As for Lin ChaoYang…

His talent was not particularly excellent and did not inherit Lin Zhuang’s Barbaric Battle Body, unlike Lin Hai, whose talents propelled him into the lineage of the Ancestral Witch like a new wave on the Yangtze River.

He was currently merely in the Divine Realm.

Not everyone can be a genius; geniuses are called such because of their uniqueness and rarity.

Of course, while he may not measure up in some aspects, in others, he certainly had more than enough.

Placed within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Lin ChaoYang’s current strength was already sufficient to establish a sect and be respectfully addressed as Sect Hierarch.

The other party also bore an extremely similar appearance to Lin Zhuang, as if crafted from the same mold, so he was highly valued by Lin Zhuang.

At this moment.

In the peripheral wilderness of the Immortal Domain, Zan Ti Fairy City, within a sizeable tavern.

“Honored guest, your meal is ready…”

After serving the final dish of fried Scaled Lion’s Head, the waiter politely reminded them, then turned to leave to attend to other guests.

During this period, owing to Willow Sacred Land’s widespread recruitment of disciples, the entire Immortal Domain was bustling, with the business in the tavern being hundreds of times busier than usual.

Those powerful ancient ancestors didn’t need to worry about their basic necessities, but there were only so many such prominent figures; the majority were lower-level cultivators, for whom eating, drinking, and sleeping were unavoidable needs.

Although located near the frontier wilderness of the Immortal Domain, within the domain there were three thousand fairy cities, several dozen king cities, beyond that countless tribes, villages, etc., the number of which was immense.

The latter had the most numbers.

Upon learning that Willow Sacred Land was accepting disciples, people from those tribes and villages all had the single-minded intent of sending their children there to try their luck.

After all, if chosen, it would be like the Carp Jumping Through the Dragon’s Gate, a transformation from a wild chicken to a phoenix, a miraculous blessing for their ancestral graves.

But to get to Willow Sacred Land, people living in these tribes and villages must pass through this fairy city.

Only in Fairy City was there a kind of ancient teleportation array that could instantly traverse to the next Fairy City.

If one did not pass through these ancient teleportation arrays, even the Supreme figures could hardly imagine shuttling back and forth among the major Fairy Cities in a short time.

The Immortal Domain was simply too vast.

This consequently led to the ceaseless coming and going of travelers and those stopping to rest their legs and fill their stomachs.

“Fellow Daoist, do you perhaps know the Master of Liu Village?”

San Cang’s gaze rested on the food in front of him, but his mind was somewhere else.

He had already become immortal; the pleasures of the Mortal World had lost their appeal to him, especially since he was a Burial Priest. From the moment of his creation, he did not need to eat, and even the most delicious food felt like chewing wax to him.

San Cang’s voice carried a hint of inquiry; after his words fell, he looked up slightly.

The waiter turned around, his eyes flashing with surprise as he looked at San Cang. He eyed San Cang from top to bottom, then asked with a smile, “Sir, is it possibly your first time visiting our Immortal Domain?”

San Cang was slightly startled and asked, “Why do you ask that? Is it that obvious?”

The waiter smiled slightly and said, “If this isn’t your first time in the Immortal Domain, how could you possibly not know such a significant figure! The Master of Liu Village is a legendary figure in our Immortal Domain. His renown and strength are known to everyone here, no exceptions. It’s not an exaggeration to call him the sky of the Immortal Domain. Do you know about Ao Sheng, Primordial, and Primitive, those several Immortal Kings? Back in their day, their power was overwhelming; they suppressed everything. But guess what… he slapped them to death with one palm, oh, it was too horrible to witness…”

Upon hearing this, San Cang’s eyebrows slightly raised, thoroughly confirming what Brother Cao and that black dog had said.

Shen Ming was also shocked, but felt even more that this waiter had the potential of a storyteller and knew how to stir emotions and entertain.

“Then might I ask, how could we possibly meet the Master of Liu Village?” Shen Ming inquired in a clear voice.

“That might be difficult. Not to mention you, even those high and mighty Ancient Ancestors of the Immortal Kings might not necessarily get the chance to meet him. However, arriving early doesn’t beat arriving at the right moment, and right now there’s a great opportunity!”

The waiter whispered.

Watching the waiter lean in, San Cang was taken aback, but then quickly realized what to do and discreetly took out several heavy Immortal coins from his bosom and handed them to the waiter.

The Immortal coins, provided by Cao Yu Sheng before he went into deep slumber, were said to be heavily promoted by the Willow Sacred Land as currency, reportedly forged by the Master of Liu Village himself, and extremely popular in the Immortal Domain.

Feeling the weight in his hand, the waiter’s face immediately brightened with a more brilliant smile.

“Recently, the Willow Sacred Land is actively recruiting disciples. You could try your luck there. If you’re chosen, you’ll get to enter Liu Village, and you might even have the chance to witness the Master’s magnificent presence firsthand.”

“However, don’t blame me for not warning you, the standards for recruiting disciples in such a holy place are very strict. They prefer a vacancy over an unfit candidate, so don’t be disheartened if you’re not selected.”

…

Following the route provided by the waiter, that very day, Shen Ming and San Cang set off, using the teleportation arrays within the Fairy City, and after speeding past countless great stars.

After who knows how long, an indescribably vast and majestic city suddenly appeared in the eyes of San Cang and Shen Ming.

It was so magnificent and spectacular that, upon recovering their senses, they couldn’t help but tremble with awe.

The great city hung in the air, with four corners each connected by sprawling slate stairs that reached down to the earth.

The slate stairs were exceptionally wide, emanating a simple yet profound glow, obviously not as plain as they appeared.

Looking around, the sight of four huge slate stairs already packed with figures caught their eyes.

There were elderly with white temples and seven or eight-year-old children with braided pigtails, of varying ages, along with other races of peculiar shapes.

All the Ten Thousand Clans were gathered here!