Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 170 - 147 Yunhua Immortal’s Spiritual Resonance Stirred, Daughter Palace Master Has Sent a Message

Tao Qian heard the voice of the Mirror Spirit as the Taixuan Ruyi Circle still enveloped everyone, transforming into a beam of golden light that shot into the endless storm.

However, it seemed that the Immortal Treasure slowed down slightly to allow Tao Qian, the new disciple, to witness the magnificent sight.

Around him, the gray, stormy skies blocked out the sun, completely obscuring the view of the Bibo below. The storm seemed to arise from nowhere and was unceasing, blowing lifetime after lifetime, harming any life that entered; to withstand even a moment or two was to be reduced to white skeletal remains, with the soul returning to darkness.

However, when it reached Tao Qian, all the storms were blocked by the Taixuan Golden Light.

The Spirit Treasure Rejuvenation Mirror then explained, "This is the Nine Prisons of Ghosts Wind, the outer defensive Forbidden Technique of the Penglai Sea. It has no source and is inexhaustible. Only Cultivators possessing the Spirit Treasure Immortal Spirit Qi can pass through it; any others who enter, even if they withstand it, would instantly trigger the real Forbidden Big Array, and then they will face more than just a mere ghost storm."

As soon as the Mirror Spirit finished speaking, Tao Qian didn't have time to ask anything else.

His eyes no longer had a moment's rest.

For at that moment, within the storm, myriad colors of radiant light and thousands of Evasion Lights surged into motion.

What had been a scene of desolate horror transformed into a sanctified Immortal landscape with the arrival of the auspicious clouds and radiance.

First, Tao Qian heard the sound of a valley whale's call, and then he saw a snow-white Cloud Whale treating the sky as the sea, its body undulating as it swam gracefully through, and atop its head was an old man dressed in a straw coat, wearing a bamboo hat, holding a fishing rod, his body swirlng with Immortal Qi, enveloping even the Cloud Whale.

Before Tao Qian could marvel, he suddenly saw, to the side, a large cluster of multicolored auspicious clouds, from which soft deer calls emerged. Six multicolored deer appeared, each with cloistered Daoists of archaic visage seated on their backs, unseeming of modern men.

As the deer call ended, a burst of refined and eloquent music played, and above, enveloped in colorful clouds and mist, he saw about a dozen plump, snowy-white female cultivators, each with their hair up in a high bun, draped in Red Silk, wearing tight-sleeved short tops and trailing long skirts, their waists adorned with silk ribbons, partially revealing their dignified and noble statures like ladies of nobility.

As Tao Qian's gaze was drawn elsewhere, he suddenly heard a dragon roar to his right and saw dozens of creatures resembling Jiao Dragons with slender bodies filled with divine power burst through. Each Exotic Beast had one or several Cultivators in dark fitted attire, wearing jade masks, talking and laughing loudly, truly not ordinary people.

Hardly had he observed for a moment when a sky-high building ship plunged into the storm, encircled by fire clouds and accompanied by thunder, various flags of the Immortal Banner fluttering, Human Clan Cultivators moving about, some beating drums, others ringing bells, with the sounds of stringed and wind music incessantly filling the air, as if they were orchestrating a symphony to break the array with grandeur.

These Human Clan Cultivators already astounded Tao Qian beyond measure; whether it was the feel of their energy or their external demeanor, they made Tao Qian experience what is called the aura of a Great Sect.

After observing the Human Clan, soon reflections of non-human immortals started appearing in Tao Qian's eyes.

Like below in the dark, deep Bibo waters, a large mass of shadow drifted by, akin to seaweed—lengths of pitch-black hair spread out, covering an entire small island, with a delicate Lady sitting at the front end, her skin pale, holding a wooden comb, slowly tending to her long hair.

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This scene, beautiful as it was, even an ordinary person could guess that this woman was not human but some form of "spirit charm Deceitful Object," with a tender, pitiful Immortal Qi that involuntarily evoked pity and a desire for closeness.

Not far behind this hair demon, there appeared a half-person, half-snake being, donning an Iron Crown and bright yellow robe, holding a bronze longsword, dressed like a member of the mortal Imperial Family. His body, as vast as a palace, tore through the storm, treating it as casually as if he was strolling through his own garden.

Suddenly, Tao Qian heard the sound of a Golden Bell echoing around him, and saw the ghostly wind part to allow a procession of about a hundred skeletons carrying a Bone Sedan with a silk cushion atop, seating what seemed to be a corpse made of crystal, from which rich Immortal Spirit Qi billowed.

Then came the sound of laughter, and a burst of bright fiery clouds entered the scene, containing about a dozen children dressed in odd costumes, with horns on their heads and red pupils, where intense heat surged wherever they passed.

As Tao Qian looked around, Golden Radiance passed by, and clouds of smoke curled up, with dozens of evidently non-human Devil Immortals riding their Evasion Lights swiftly across.

Before he could get a clear look, the Void suddenly began to tremble.

Following a loud roar and laughter, about a dozen giants appeared to be running through the sky into the eye of the storm, each one distinct and carrying a massive Barbaric weapon forged from some type of copper material.

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In just a few breaths, Tao Qian felt his horizons had been vastly broadened.

Just as he was about to ask Zhong Doudou or the Returning Immortal Mirror which of the known "Ten Thousand Immortals" these were,

Suddenly, he heard the movement of icy springs and the tinkling of bells, and saw clouds and rain gather above his head in the storm, as a towering Goddess-like apparition appeared and then disintegrated in an instant, almost crossing the storm to enter the domain of the Spirit Treasure Heaven and Earth.

But suddenly, as if sensing something, she solidified again.

Her head, adorned with a luxurious crown, bowed down, and just then, he saw the glittering circle and on either side, two Immortal Treasures accompanied by a procession of several little beings, and the central figure of a delicate little Daoist sitting cross-legged.

This young Daoist seemed like a fledgling unacquainted with the world, looking here and there, overwhelmed, his eyes filled with wonder.