The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 591 - 422 Tao Court

Chapter 591: Chapter 422 Tao Court

Li Yi flew for another half day with Good Wings.

A majestic and imposing city appeared in front of them. The place was resplendent with vibrant flowers, as though oil was boiling in a raging fire. Crowds bustled, dragons from the eight directions converged, and nine waters intertwined. There stood a thousand-layered tower reaching to the heavens, divine statues as towering as mountains, a Golden Hall afloat on Taihu, and palaces stretching for miles. At a glance, it was impossible to see its end.

This place was akin to the ancestral vein of a region, a convergence point of nature’s spiritual energy.

"Tao Court!"

Li Yi’s silver eyes fixated on a colossal mountain. The mountain stood three thousand meters high, like a giant monolith between heaven and earth, with two golden characters written upon it. Though Li Yi’s cultural knowledge prevented him from recognizing the characters, they inexplicably resonated in his mind as the words "Tao Court."

This was not a magical spell, but a certain mysterious essence, allowing one to almost instantly grasp the meaning.

Even in this End of Dharma era, the Tao Court still showcased remnants of its former grandeur and deep foundations.

"Here it is."

Li Yi made up his mind immediately: he would linger in this Tao Court to study its cultivation methods thoroughly, and, if possible, master a few spells and gather some treasures.

All in all, since he was here, he wouldn’t return empty-handed.

If he failed to improve his abilities in this world, then he would meet his end upon returning to Golden Academy.

"Good Wings, explore the city. Lan Ji, keep the Thunderbolt Fighter hovering in mid-air and activate stealth mode. Provide me with continuous scans around the clock, and monitor any traces of that Golden Core Cultivator. That Daoist who followed me across worlds wouldn’t let me off so easily—without the cross-world device I have, he can’t return." Li Yi commanded.

"Understood, Master." The smart system in the Thunderbolt Fighter, Lan Ji, received the order and immediately maneuvered the aircraft into the clouds, activating invisibility.

Meanwhile, Good Wings descended to the ground.

After flying non-stop for ten days and nights, Good Wings still radiated vigor, its head turning everywhere to curiously take in the sights of this world.

As Li Yi descended from the skies atop the mutant beast, he instantly caught the attention of many onlookers.

They gazed at Li Yi with peculiar expressions.

It wasn’t shock over the mutant beast but rather disbelief—how could someone sustain such a massive creature in this End of Dharma era, where mere survival was a struggle for most cultivators? Feeding such a colossal being seemed reckless.

Li Yi took the opportunity to subtly observe the people of this realm.

They were weak.

Almost indistinguishable from ordinary humans, they exuded no energy fluctuations. The only advantage they held over common folk was their slightly stronger life force, likely remnants of their previous cultivation, which left their bodies fitter. But that was all. In terms of physical strength, they paled in comparison to the Martial Artists from the Four Seas and Eight Continents.

"Their prolonged exposure to the End of Dharma era has caused their bodies to degenerate; their cultivation levels must have dropped entirely." Li Yi mused internally.

If the Four Seas and Eight Continents suffered merely from a scarcity of energy, then this place endured a near-total extinction of Cosmic Energy. Staying here for a few days might be manageable, but lingering for years would lead to physical decline and a complete drop in cultivation levels. Even without doing anything, Cosmic Energy in one’s body would continuously seep away.

This leakage was unavoidable—so long as one lived, the energy within them would drain away without pause.

The stronger one’s abilities, the faster the energy dissipated, leaving them ultimately a mere mortal without energy.

Li Yi had already experienced this firsthand over the past ten days.

However, with his Divine Bloodline and dual mastery of Martial Arts and genetic evolution, even if his Cosmic Energy depleted entirely, his strength wouldn’t diminish much. This was his unique advantage.

"I wonder how many years this world has endured the End of Dharma era."

Li Yi needed to find someone to gather information, fully understand this realm, and map out a plan for his next steps.

Walking along the streets of the Ancestor Court.

The people here seemed well-adjusted to the End of Dharma era. Jade that once gleamed was now smeared with filth. Many once-luxurious buildings bore cracks, their special materials weakened over time without the nourishment of Cosmic Energy. Elaborate carvings on walls had vanished, replaced by hanging cured meats and salted fish drying in the air.

On both sides of the road, many people set up stalls, engaging in trade—selling fabric, food, and even antiques. These "antiques" were no ordinary items; they were artifacts that had once been extraordinary. Now, however, they served only as decorative pieces.

"Take a look at this—high-quality Storage Magical Artifacts!"

Li Yi passed by a stall and glanced briefly at its wares. A bald Daoist immediately began enthusiastically promoting his goods.

"Your Storage Magical Artifact hasn’t been nourished in ages; it’s already broken." Li Yi remarked coldly, noticing the nearly imperceptible cracks on the items displayed at the bald Daoist’s stall.

These artifacts might have been exceptional in the past, but having endured the unrelenting passage of the End of Dharma era, they were now thoroughly decayed. A slight force would shatter them entirely.

The Tu Daoist, realizing he had been exposed, didn’t get angry. Instead, he awkwardly laughed, "In these times, where can you find any artifact in pristine condition? It’s already a blessing if it retains a hint of spiritual essence. Besides, I’m selling them cheap, aren’t I?"

As he spoke, his eyes flicked briefly over Li Yi.

Upon spotting the Storage Magical Artifact on Li Yi’s wrist, his gaze lit up with excitement: "Ah, Daoist friend, your Storage Magical Artifact is beautifully crafted. The design looks familiar, and it’s been nourished exceptionally well. It must still retain its storage capability—this is rare indeed! To think someone could still afford to maintain an artifact like this in these times!"