I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 470 - 202: Sealing Mountain! (Seeking Subscription) _2

Chapter 470: Chapter 202: Sealing Mountain! (Seeking Subscription) _2

Under the gaze and watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Yi felt no urgency.

After merging with the White Tiger Divine Intent, he only felt an unprecedented sense of ease, as if the entire world was beneath him.

Moreover, what he saw wasn’t a kaleidoscope of colors, but rather rings of divine intent that seemed like halos.

"So this is how the world’s might and spiritual power are constructed."

These halos presented themselves in irregular shapes, and vaguely, he could see each one connected to Daoist Gushan and others.

However, just as Chen Yi intended to withdraw from the White Tiger Divine Intent and return his mind to his body, he suddenly sensed a terrifying threat.

"What is this!?"

Chen Yi, through the body of the White Tiger Divine Intent, abruptly looked up—astonished to find that a bridge had somehow appeared in the once-clear sky!

He wasn’t mistaken!

It was indeed a bridge!

A bridge with steps facing him, ascending endlessly, with golden pillars on both sides.

Yet at the ends of these golden pillars, it connected to a void.

Vaguely, Chen Yi could still see a vast outline, seemingly boundless, in that void.

"’Heaven and Earth Bridge’... Taizhou Mountain..."

Chen Yi murmured to himself, realizing that the source of the earlier sense of crisis was none other than the "Heaven and Earth Bridge".

"No wonder..."

No wonder Lou Yuchun was sent flying by his sword that night; no wonder Li Qingzhou, Mr. Third, and others dared not act rashly in the Southern Barbarian Land.

It turns out, this was the reason they would rather get hurt, rather watch their disciples die, than use their Divine Power Realm skills.

Chen Yi observed for a moment, and after confirming that the "Heaven and Earth Bridge" was merely exuding its might naturally and posed no threat to him, he finally felt at ease.

When his focus returned to his body, he saw Daoist Gushan approaching him with a broad smile.

"Magnificent, isn’t it?"

Chen Yi hesitated briefly and said, "Magnificent."

It’s beyond what words like magnificent could describe, that "Heaven and Earth Bridge".

To him, it felt like a ladder to the heavens, obstructing everyone.

Only those who could step onto it and pass through it could enter another world.

Daoist Gushan took a glance upward, and meaningfully said, "That’s the root of why Yu Chun and the others are suppressed."

Chen Yi nodded and said, "I had only heard of it before, but now I’ve seen it for myself."

He understood the implication in Daoist Gushan’s words, yet he still believed there was no mistake in coming to Wuliang Mountain.

A murderer shall be killed—

Chen Yi was neither a narrow-minded person nor a bloodthirsty one, but he was definitely someone "unwilling to bow to tyranny."

Daoist Gushan looked at him and then waved his hand to disperse the divine intent of the mountains behind him.

"In my humble opinion, our duel should end here."

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, suspiciously looking at him, "Daoist Gushan, could it be you challenged me just for... these?"

He couldn’t understand why Daoist Gushan did this, was it to subtly concede to him?

Were the people he killed just now not disciples of Wuliang Mountain, or was Daoist Gushan not really an ancestor of Wuliang Mountain?

He couldn’t quite grasp Daoist Gushan’s stance.

Daoist Gushan shook his head and said, "I have not taken the fourth step, so this duel was my loss."

He was stating a fact.

Having cultivated for over a thousand years, he was among the earliest disciples to interact with people from Taizhou Mountain, and a fellow brother of Daoist Fantian.

However, he couldn’t go to the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield and could only stay within Wuliang Mountain.

It wasn’t until just before the establishment of the Wei Dynasty that Daoist Gushan advanced to the Divine Power Realm, but due to talent limitations, he only took the third step to form the "Bridge of Divine Intent."

Chen Yi was once again surprised, "You..."

"You want to ask how long I’ve been cultivating?" A smile appeared on Daoist Gushan’s gaunt face, "One thousand four hundred and thirty-three years, since I was fourteen."

"Pardon me."

Chen Yi sighed inwardly; over fourteen hundred years in the Divine Power Realm and only three steps forward, while he has already reached the so-called fourth step of the Divine Power Realm.

Although he understood the importance of innate talent, the gap of over fourteen hundred years still shook his heart and mind.

Daoist Gushan smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I am already luckier than most, living long, with profound cultivation, and still the nominal ancestor of Wuliang Mountain."

Nominal ancestor?

Chen Yi secretly raised an eyebrow, catching a glimpse of Lou Yuchun and others not far away, and dismissed the White Tiger Divine Intent.

"So, this matter..."

"Still, according to the promise made during our previous duel," Daoist Gushan said with a smile:

"Since I, a poor Daoist, have lost, apart from the compensation given to the Grand Void Sect and friends, Wuliang Mountain will seal itself for a hundred years!"

Chen Yi looked at him with a somewhat peculiar expression, further puzzled by the thoughts of this thousand-year-old Taoist.

Not just because this old Taoist’s words made him feel like an evil demon, but he also vaguely sensed that the old Taoist seemed... unwilling to win?

Before Chen Yi could speak again, Daoist Gushan gestured with his horsetail whisk to wait and turned to Lou Yuchun and others, speaking solemnly:

"In this duel, I, a poor Daoist, admit defeat!"

Lou Yuchun looked at him, wanting to inquire yet knowing well the ancestral True Intent realm.

But the defeat...

Daoist Gushan likewise showed no intention of letting them speak and turned to the Nine-Thousand-Year Tao:

"I ask you to witness—as per the previous agreement, my Wuliang Mountain will seal itself for a hundred years!"

Nine-Thousand-Year chuckled silently: "Daoist Gushan, will you not reconsider?"

Seeing this, Lou Yushan tugged Lou Yuchun forward and said: "Ancestor, isn’t a hundred years too long, you..."

"A poor Daoist’s words don’t count, or is my identity as ancestor of Wuliang Mountain genuinely useless."

Lou Yuchun’s face showed a trace of grievance: "But..."

These words he did not dare to acknowledge, even more, unable to recognize.

They had been passed down for thousands of years, with Daoist Gushan watching over Wuliang Mountain for that long.

Regardless of merit, identity, status, or cultivation and otherwise, Daoist Gushan was undoubtedly the first in Wuliang Mountain.

"Shut up!"

Daoist Gushan glared at him, then turned towards the outside of Wuliang Mountain.

Then, he continued:

"Wuliang Mountain seals itself for a hundred years; within these hundred years, no disciples will be recruited, nor will any disciples descend the mountain!"

"If anyone from the Martial World poses as Wuliang Mountain to deceive and cheat, I hope the Taoist sects will kill them!"

Daoist Gushan’s words were not only for those on Wuliang Mountain; his voice spread to all directions, spanning the entire He Xi Prefecture and even neighboring prefectures.

Immediately, not only did noble family sons around Wuliang Mountain for apprenticeship boil, but also sects’ holy lands and noble families within nearby prefectures were mentally shaken.

"What’s happened, why is Wuliang Mountain suddenly sealing itself for a hundred years?"

"Dear heavens, something major has happened!"

"Let’s go, let’s see what’s happening at Wuliang Mountain!"

As the disturbance echoed outside Wuliang Mountain, Lou Yuchun and others, along with a group of Wuliang Mountain disciples, stood in a daze.

"The ancestor lost?"

"Will they really seal the mountain?"

Daoist Gushan no longer looked at Lou Yuchun and the others, but instead bowed humbly towards Chen Yi and Nine-Thousand-Year:

"Soon, I will be sealed together with the disciples of Wuliang Mountain. I hope to see you two in a hundred years."

Nine-Thousand-Year glanced at Chen Yi, laughed, and said: "Daoist Gushan speaks and acts without deceit; I am impressed."

As he spoke, Chen Yi’s mind calmed down.

"Thank you, senior Gushan, for the guidance. If destiny permits us to meet again, Chen Yi shall offer wine and meat to express his gratitude."

"Haha... good, good! This poor Daoist will definitely make an appearance then!"

After the laughter.

Daoist Gushan’s smile faded as he turned to the Divine Power Realm experts of Wuliang Mountain, saying sternly:

"Do you wrongdoers summoned by the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield want me to personally escort you out?"

Lou Yuchun and Lou Yushan showed a bitter expression.

As they watched the "Sealing Mountain Formation" slowly descending, they understood the ancestor had indeed ignited genuine anger.

After exchanging glances, the dozen sect leaders and elders summoned from the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield by Wuliang Mountain stepped beside Daoist Gushan.

Lou Yuchun bowed and gave a ceremonial greeting: "Ancestor, Yuchun knows the mistake."

"Yushan also knows the mistake and hopes ancestor cherishes his health."

"Ancestor..."

Daoist Gushan’s slightly murky eyes revealed some cloudiness, interrupting as he waved:

"What are you lamenting about? This poor Daoist is merely sealing the mountain, not ascending to the heavens!"

"A hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye; I hope next time we meet, you will have recognized your ’Dao’!"

"Go, set off immediately to Taizhou Mountain!"