Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 151 Opening the Heavenly Gate with One Sword (End of this Volume)

"Buzz!"

"Well!"

"Woolen cloth!"

"Bah!"

"mum!"

"Huh!"

The mighty six-character Buddhist mantra came from all directions.

The sound contained deep inner strength, which made people's heartbeat suddenly slow down and their breath become abnormally stuffy.

"What a deep skill!"

Huang Yaoshi frowned, feeling quite hesitant.

He didn't expect that there are such profound masters in Buddhism, and he sighed to himself.

"Om Mani Padme Hum" is the six-character Buddhist mantra and the core of Tibetan Buddhism.

Needless to say, the person who came was a foreign monk.

The last sound dissipated, but a bald monk in white clothes was seen coming with Qinggong.

He is handsome and fair-skinned, with slender eyebrows and bright eyes. He is tall and has an air of elegance.

Judging from his age, he is less than 30 years old.

"Little monk Pasiba, I have met all the donors!"

Yang Guo secretly admired him, he was such a handsome and elegant man, if he was not a monk, he must be a handsome and handsome young man.

"Mongol national master Pasiba?"

Guo Jing has been fighting Mongolia for many years and pays great attention to Mongolia's intelligence.

Phagpa, whose real name is Luochui Gyaltsen.

He was extremely intelligent since he was a child. He could recite the Lotus Sutra mantra at the age of three. He entered the temple with his master at the age of five. He recited hundreds of thousands of words of the sutra at the age of seven and could understand its meaning briefly. He was called the Holy Boy by the Chinese, so he was called "Eight". Siba” means saint.

Five years ago, Phagpa paid homage to Kublai Khan and was regarded as his guru.

Today, he is the Imperial Imperial Master of the Mongolian Kingdom.

Behind Basiba, followed a group of Mongolian masters.

"Who is the leader of the Quanzhen Sect? Come out and speak!"

Yin Kexi shouted while raising his whip.

He is a Persian master, with a high nose and deep eyes, curly yellow hair, and a barbarian. However, he is wearing Hanfu, with pearls hanging around his neck, and jade bracelets on his wrists, which are very jewel-like.

"I wonder why you came to Zhongnan Mountain?"

Li Zhichang stood up. His Taoist robe was wide and his long beard was flowing.

"Are you the headmaster of the Quanzhen Sect?"

"Exactly!"

"Okay! Listen, I'm here today on the orders of the Great Khan of Mongolia to canonize you, the Quanzhen Sect!"

Saying that, Yin Kexi took out the canonization decree.

When the heroes heard this, they were all angry.

Even Guo Jing looked solemn.

If the Quanzhen Sect, the largest martial arts sect, surrenders to Mongolia, will the Central Plains martial arts still have the strength to resist Mongolia?
The Mongols have really sinister intentions!

Seeing the crowds of heroes, Li Zhichang hurriedly expressed his refusal, saying that the Quanzhen Religion resolutely refused to accept the Mongolian canonization.

This time, the Mongols were completely angered.

Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi looked at each other and attacked Li Zhichang in unison, hoping to capture him alive and force the Quanzhen Sect.

In order to attack Xiangyang, Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Mongolia, opened a recruitment hall to recruit talented people from all over the world to work for him.

Because Yin Kexi was keen on fame and wealth, he went to the recruitment hall to apply for a job and joined Kublai Khan.

He, Jinlun Dharma King, Xiaoxiangzi, Nimoxing, and Ma Guangzuo became the five masters under Kublai Khan.

Of course Jin Lun Dharma King was deposed by Duan Yu 16 years ago.

Phaspa, who succeeded him as the Mongolian master at this time, was the senior brother of Jinlun Dharma King.

Although Jin Lun Dharma King is much older than him, he started late, so he calls him senior brother.

Pasiba was a man of great erudition, proficient in the history of Han and Tubo, and quite proficient in Chinese.

He is a young genius who is inevitably a little arrogant, so he comes to the Central Plains to test his skills.

However, Pasiba’s target was not the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Religion.

Their martial arts skills are too poor and they are not worthy of taking action on their own.

Several masters of the Quanzhen Sect quickly fought against a group of Mongolian masters.

The two sides fought back and forth.

Some martial arts people came to help the Quanzhen Sect, but they saw a group of Mongolian warriors coming from the bottom of the mountain.

Guo Jing couldn't stand it anymore and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to knock Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi away.

"Master Guo! I advise you to mind your own business!"

A middle-aged man stopped in front of Guo Jing.

It was none other than Murong Zhen, the head of the Murong family.

"Murong Gusu, has he defected to the Mongols?"

Guo Jingzheng stared at Murong Zhen with bright eyes.

He had long received news that the Murong family had close contacts with the Mongols. Unexpectedly, this martial arts family actually became the pawns of the Mongols!
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, Guo Daxia"

"To shut up!"

Guo Jing scolded sharply.

In the middle of the excitement, suddenly a whistle blew from the bottom of the mountain.

"No, the Mongols have surrounded Zhongnan Mountain!"

Disciples of the Quanzhen Sect sent word that enemies were attacking in large numbers.

But I saw Mongolian soldiers all over the mountains and plains, coming towards Quanzhen Sect.

Murong Zhen laughed and said: "Since you refuse the Mongol Khan's edict, then you must die!"

Kublai Khan failed to attack Xiangyang and was greatly discouraged. When he asked about the situation at the rear, he learned that the main problems were the Quanzhen Sect and the Beggar Gang.

These two major religious gangs were loyal to the Song Dynasty. When the Mongolian army attacked south, they kept killing troops and generals in the rear of the Mongolian army, which was a great containment.

It happened that the Murong family was planning a plan, so they launched a network and tried their best.

"The Mongolian soldiers are coming up the mountain. How can we, the martial arts people, fight against the Mongolian army?"

Immediately panicked.

"Uncle Master, what should we do?"

At this time, the third-generation disciple Li Zhichang was the leader of the Quanzhen Sect. However, when encountering such major events, the Quanzhen Five disciples still gave orders.

Only the shouts of killing and the sound of golden drums were heard from the bottom of the mountain.

Wang Chuyi walked quickly towards Duan Yu and bowed: "I hope seniors can help me and save the Central Plains Wulin!"

"Buzz!"

Ba Siba clasped his hands together, and the six-character mantra sounded again, instantly suppressing the noise in front of Chongyang Palace.

The panicked martial arts heroes were all shaky.

Even Wu Jue had a solemn look on his face.

Under the white robe, Ba Siba's hands were like jade, with a bit of crystal quality, making him look a bit enchanting.

Yang Guo knew at a glance that there was a unique kung fu in his hands, and he was wary that it was different from normal, it must be a sign of strength.

"Well!"

As soon as the second word sounded, a cough was heard echoing inside and outside Chongyang Palace, drowning out the six-word mantra.

The heroes immediately breathed a sigh of relief, steadied their bodies, and breathed slowly and evenly.

Ba Siba's face changed slightly. How could someone break his Mingwang Curse?
What he just recited was the Mingwang Mantra, a unique secret of Tantric Buddhism, which was quite similar to the Shaolin Lion's Roar.

Its power is huge, and the deeper the skill, the more powerful it is.

Unexpectedly, the other party could restrain his Mingwang Curse just by coughing!

In terms of his skill, he is naturally far superior to himself. The martial arts in the Central Plains is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

"Little monk Pasiba, I wonder which expert gave me some advice just now?"

The clear voice carried a somewhat strange tone and spread loudly.

"It's okay, don't scream in front of me."

The voice came slowly.

Ba Siba was secretly surprised. Hearing this voice, it seemed as if it was ringing in his ears. Its power was really astonishing!

With a quick glance, he finally located the source of the sound.

This man is extraordinary in elegance, leisurely, and extremely dignified in manners.

"You are the Sword Immortal Xiaoyao?"

Ba Si Ba rushed to Duan Yu and bowed to him, and then the look of surprise in his eyes flashed away.

Duan Yu nodded slightly and sipped tea by himself.

Ba Siba had scanned the crowd before, and his attention was all on Yang Guo and others, so he didn't pay too much attention and ignored Duan Yu.

But I didn’t expect that he was also an extremely skilled player!

"I have long heard that there is a master in the Central Plains. He is a disciple of the Immortal. I am a humble monk. I hope to test my skills with you."

The discussion is fake, but the revenge for Jin Lun Dharma King is real.

"What's the point of the Kunlun sect? Master, can we fight?"

He Zudao stepped in and actively invited a fight.

He had lost to a nobody before and was depressed.

This man is not only the national advisor of the Great Mongolia, but he also shows off in front of the heroes.

He Zudao was very dissatisfied with Pa Siba's demonstration just now, and had long wanted to teach him a lesson to let him know what it means to be high and low.

By the way, you can save your reputation.

Before Basiba could reply, He Zudao had already taken action.

Pasiba was dressed in moon-white monk robes, fluttering gently in the breeze.

He is standing with his hands in the posture of holding a pestle, his eyes are slightly closed, his body is upright, and his demeanor is dignified.

"boom!"

With one move, He Zudao was defeated in seconds.

The heroes were astonished.

This monk's martial arts is terrifyingly strong!
"Xiaoyao Sword Immortal, please!"

Ba Siba's lips moved slightly, his appearance was solemn, and his whole body exuded a sense of oppression.

"You, a monk, think too highly of yourself."

The smile suddenly disappeared from Duan Yu's eyes, and a stern and oppressive air suddenly appeared.

For a moment, everyone up and down Zhongnan Mountain felt sluggish and felt nauseated.

Fortunately, the coercive aura appears and then disappears, only for a moment.

The heroes breathed a sigh of relief and took a few deep breaths to adjust their breathing.

Everyone's eyes showed a bit of awe. They really didn't expect that this Xiaoyao Sword Immortal could be so powerful!

The one who was hurt the most was Pa Siba.

He faced the pressure, hurriedly clasped his hands together, tightly entwined his four fingers, and put his thumb and index finger together to form the Immovable King's Seal to calm the surging true energy.

Recite the Vajrasattva mantra silently in your heart, and combine your mudra with the mantra, trying your best to stabilize your energy and inner breath.

"Come on, go and ask the master for advice."

Duan Yu looked at Ba Siba with a smile, without turning his eyes, and opened his mouth to give instructions to Yang Guo beside him.

"Yes! Master!"

Yang Guo responded, slightly twitching the corners of his mouth.

Pasiba clasped his palms together and said calmly: "The young monk is just trying to learn the unique skills of the Beggar Clan."

"offend!"

Yang Guo drank softly, stepped forward, and in a flash, he was already in front of Ba Siba.

The palm of the left hand reaches straight into the middle palace. It is light and fast, but also quite domineering.

Ba Siba's eyes suddenly opened, and with a flash of light, his two closed palms spread apart, and his right palm faced Yang Guo's left palm.

"boom!"

The palms of the two people struck each other, but it was like hitting leather, making a muffled sound. They each took a step back.

Ding Deng Deng.

Before Basiba could stand still, he took three more steps back. A trace of red appeared on his fair face, as if he was drunk, and then he stopped.

Everyone nearby was well versed in martial arts, and they could tell at a glance that Ba Siba had suffered a terrible loss.

Pa Siba lightly clasped his hands together and flipped his fingers.

First, he formed the inner lion seal, and then he formed the outer lion seal. His hands gradually became more and more crystal-clear like jade, and there was a faint jade light, like a pair of hands carved from jade. The situation was strange.

"drink!"

Ba Siba tried his best to stir up the energy in his body and shouted. His voice was like thunder from the Nine Netherworld, dull and deafening, making people shake.

He formed the Great Vajra Wheel Seal with his hands, then stretched out his two palms, and slowly pushed towards Yang Guo, who was on guard with his palms glowing with jade.

Yang Guo sneered.

He likes head-on confrontation the most!
There seemed to be a purple light lingering in his right hand, accompanied by bursts of muffled thunder.

It was shot with one palm like lightning.

It was the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm created by Duan Yu.

"Oh!"

The two palms struck each other, making a sound like gold and stone striking each other, which made everyone feel strange.

A surge of mighty internal energy swept away, knocking dozens of people around him away.

Pasiba took five steps back, his right palm trembling slightly, the pain was like a broken bone.

Fortunately, he has a strong will and is able to withstand pain very well, with a calm expression on his face as if nothing had happened.

But he hid his right palm inside his sleeve, fearing that others would notice his increasingly violent trembling.However, after Yang Guo took a step back, he spun his feet, took a step in the air, and landed back to where he was originally.

He smiled slightly, his expression very relaxed.

I remember that 17 years ago, I faced off against Jin Lun Dharma King and came up short.

Now that he has achieved his magical power, he has no rivals in the world except his master and his wife.

If Jin Lun Dharma King was still alive, he might not even be able to hold [-]% of his palm power!

How can the successor of Emperor Duan Immortal be simple?
Due to Yang Guo's character, he could not calm down, so he did not cultivate immortality.

He took the path of entering Taoism through martial arts.

As for whether he can enter Taoism or not, Yang Guo doesn't care at all.

If you have practiced martial arts to this level, this life will be enough!
It is the same for him to live to be 70 years old or to live to be [-] years old.

Phag Siba is still urging his inner strength to heal himself.

But is it easy to resolve the internal power of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Palm?

His internal energy burned like thunder from the sky, piercing his internal defenses and burning his internal organs.

Ba Siba bowed his head to Yang Guo and said, "The benefactor is so powerful in martial arts that the young monk is defeated!"

Yang Guo chuckled and returned the gift: "Thank you for your humility, Master!"

Don't be arrogant when you win and don't be discouraged when you lose. This is the teaching of all the master wives, and he naturally obeys it.

It's over here, but Zhongnan Mountain has turned into a pot of porridge.

The Murong family and a group of Mongolian warriors joined forces to fight against Guo Jing, the Quanzhen Sect and others.

When his daughter and son-in-law were beaten up by a group of people, Huang Yaoshi would not sit idly by and watch.

Hong Qigong also treated the Mongolian warriors unceremoniously with the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon.

Two of the Five Ultimate Skills, plus Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Qiao Lie, Xiao Hong and other masters.

The scene was a one-sided massacre.

These Mongolian warriors never understand why there are so many masters in the Central Plains martial arts!
Yin Kexi and Xiao Xiangzi were severely injured. Seeing that Murong Zhen was still fighting with others, they couldn't help but cursed: "Murong lives here, don't hold back!"

"Quickly kill them with the Tianlong Sword!"

"it is good!"

Suddenly, cold light spread everywhere, and the entire Chongyang Palace seemed a bit colder.

Murong Zhen held the sword in his hand and said majestically: "A group of people who don't know the current affairs, come and test the power of my Tianlong Sword!"

After saying that, he swung his sword, and the sword energy slashed several feet.

In an instant, a dozen unlucky martial artists were chopped into two pieces, their upper and lower bodies separated.

"Heavenly Dragon Sword!"

"Isn't the Tianlong Sword at the Divine Sword Villa? Why is it at the Murong family?"

Everyone was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. They did not expect that the Tianlong Sword that had been rumored back then would be in the hands of the Mongols!
Holding the fairy sword in hand, Murong Zhen was full of energy.

He knew clearly that Xiaoyao Sword Immortal had martial arts skills and was invincible, yet he still dared to attack Nanshan Mountain.

Just because I have the Tianlong Sword.

Emperor Duan Immortal's sword, even if held by ordinary people, can kill masters.

What's more, he is the head of the Murong family, his martial arts is first-rate, and he is on par with the Five Ultimate Skills.

"What about Xiaoyao Sword Immortal?"

Murong Zhen glanced at Ba Siba: "National Master, please stand aside and sweep the formation until I level Zhongnan Mountain!"

Ok?
Duan Yu, who was sitting on the pear chair, frowned and suddenly disappeared, then flashed again and appeared on the chair.

He seemed to have never moved, which made people doubt their own eyesight.

"Where is my Tianlong Sword?"

Murong Zhen stayed on the spot, staring blankly at his right hand.

The Tianlong Sword in his hand disappeared inexplicably!
"When did my sword become yours?"

Duan Yu stroked the blade of the sword and said calmly: "A thief, after stealing someone else's things, you treat it as your own? Do you, the Murong family, still have any sense of shame?"

Murong Zhen broke into a cold sweat. He clearly didn't see how this person took away his sword!

"This"

But Pasiba saw it with his own eyes.

But the figure of the Xiaoyao Sword Immortal suddenly appeared in front of Murong Zhen, took the Tianlong Sword and then disappeared, just as suddenly as he came.

As soon as he appears, he disappears. He comes and goes like the wind. He has the appearance of a dragon and is truly unpredictable.

"Is there such a divine person in this world?"

Pa Siba stood there in a daze, feeling at a loss.

"I'm ashamed, this young monk is so arrogant. Today he realizes that martial arts has no boundaries. After receiving his teaching, this young monk vows not to kill anyone from the Central Plains for the rest of his life. I'll say goodbye now!"

After saying that, Ba Siba lowered his head and saluted Duan Yu, then turned around and left.

"National Master, why did you run away?"

Murong Zhen screamed and ran away.

Without the Tianlong Sword, he didn't even have the courage to take action against Xiaoyao Sword Immortal.

"Master, let your disciple kill him!"

Yang Guo was about to chase him.

"No need!"

Duan Yu waved his hand and said, "I have recently developed a unique skill, killing people with my gaze. Let's see how I can kill him with one glance!"

"Looks kill people?!" Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and others all screamed.

Duan Yu nodded and smiled: "Why, you don't believe it?"

Hong Qigong chuckled and seemed to shake his head slightly.

At this time, Murong Zhen had already fled to Chongyang Palace.

It's almost Xia Shan.

Duan Yu's eyes flashed with golden light and he glanced at him.

But when he saw Murong Zhen paused, his body was lying on the ground.

Hong Qigong stepped forward to check on Murong Zhen's body and saw that he seemed to have been penetrated by a sharp blade from his back to his chest.

"died!"

Looking back at Duan Yu, his face was full of shock.

Hearing is deceptive, seeing is believing, everyone experienced Duan Yu's sword technique with their own eyes, and everyone was shocked and unbelievable.

Being so powerful, doesn't it mean that killing people is invisible, impossible to guard against, and impossible to avoid? !
Yang Guo also widened his eyes, he always thought the master was joking.

I never expected that he would actually have the power to kill people with his eyes!

"No, the Mongolian soldiers set fire to the mountain!"

Hearing this, Wang Chuyi's face turned pale: "I have been teaching for decades, and my master's lifelong efforts are going to be destroyed in one day!"

Yang Guo glanced at him: "Master is here, why are you panicking!"

"Please help me, senior, to save me and teach me!"

Wang Chuyi led the Quanzhen sect to prostrate themselves together.

Duan Yu raised his hands, and an invisible force dragged hundreds of people to their feet.

He always lives in Zhongnan Mountain and will not let the Quanzhen Sect be burned to ashes.

What's more, my Excalibur Villa is also here!
The Mongols don't talk about martial ethics, so Duan Yu naturally doesn't talk about benevolence, justice and morality with them.

Now he rose into the sky and cast his spell in front of everyone.

In an instant, the situation changed, and the fire poured in, burning a group of Mongolian soldiers to death.

Immediately, heavy rain poured down, extinguishing all the fires.

This move completely confused the martial arts heroes.

Is this person a martial arts practitioner?

He is clearly an immortal!

The news that Xiaoyao Sword Immortal was Emperor Duan Xian spread like wildfire and quickly spread throughout the martial arts world.

months later.

The Mongolian army attacked Xiangyang again.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong climbed up to the city and looked around, only to see Mongolian soldiers all over the mountains and fields with no end in sight.

The Mongolian army had besieged Xiangyang several times, but this time the army was the most prosperous and powerful.

Guo Jing suddenly discovered a huge gold-woven scroll.

They knew that this was the Mongol Khan Meng Ge who personally led his troops.

At dawn the next day, I heard the thunder of drums and horns outside the city.

Suddenly I heard the Mongolian soldiers below the city shouting: "Long live, long live, long live!"

The shouts came from far and near, like a tide, and eventually more than [-] people shouted in unison, which was like the heaven and earth falling apart.

But I saw a big nine-prong banner held high, iron cavalry guarding the green umbrella and yellow cover, and a group of men and horses galloping close.

Guo Jing led the martial arts heroes to defend the city together.

His father-in-law, Huang Yaoshi, was also among them, forming a formation with Qimen Dunjia.

This battle lasted from early morning to late at night, with both sides suffering heavy casualties, and the outcome was uncertain.

The Song army had an advantageous location, but the Mongolian army relied on its large numbers.

After fighting for a long time, they suddenly heard a cry from the Song army.

"Sword Fairy!"

"Sword Fairy!"

Above the battlefield, a figure was seen floating in the air, standing with hands behind his back, looking majestic and looking ahead.

"It's that damn Southern Immortal!"

Meng Ge waved his left hand: "Shoot him to death!"

The Mongol army's arrows shot into the air like raindrops.

Duan Yu snorted coldly and made a flat slash with his right hand without any weapon support.

In an instant, a sword light appeared out of thin air.

The huge sword energy surged forward like evil energy, and the vast momentum seemed to stir the whole world, which was shocking!
The charging Mongolian army, thousands of men and horses, was suddenly cut into two pieces, staggering and falling to the ground while running.

Use Qi as a sword to kill three thousand armors with one sword!
For a time, the ground was covered with corpses and rivers of blood flowed.

The Mongolian Khan's dragon robe floated to the ground.

Looking at the Mongolian Khan again, he was cut into two pieces with a sword and died on the spot!

"The Immortal was furious and killed the Great Khan!"

Someone exclaimed, their voices trembling with fear.

Everyone in Xiangyang City stared blankly at the scene in front of them, all shocked.

"The Great Khan of Mongolia is dead, follow me to kill him!"

Guo Jing was the first to react, shouted orders, and took advantage of the situation to charge into the city. The Song army opened the city and rushed out.

Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong and others launched a 28-station array and attacked back and forth.

The Mongolian army was in chaos and trampled on each other. Countless people died. They threw flags and guns along the way. They were defeated and fled north.

Since the battle between the Mongolian and Song armies, there had never been such a huge defeat, and the loss of the leader of a country under the city made the army even more demoralized.

The position of the Great Khan of Mongolia was not inherited by the death of his father but by his son. It was supported by a meeting of the royal family, princes, important ministers and generals.

After Meng Ge died, his younger brother, the seventh prince Ali Buge, was supported by the prince in his old home in northern Mongolia and became the Great Khan.

After hearing the news, Kublai Khan led his army back to the north and competed with Alibu brother for the throne. Each brother led his elite troops to fight against each other.

In the end, Kublai Khan won, but the Mongolian army was greatly weakened and unable to attack the south, so Xiangyang City was able to maintain peace.

More than ten years after the Xiangyang War ended.

The martial arts heroes gathered at Zhongnan Mountain again.

On that day, Xiao Longnu, the head of the Ancient Tomb Sect, ascended to the throne!
But I saw thunder and lightning rising all over the sky.

A dazzling light shot out of the sky, like a crack between heaven and earth, revealing a huge portal.

But the "Heaven Gate" has not yet been opened.

Perhaps Xiao Longnu formed elixirs too quickly and her cultivation foundation was too shallow.

But now that I'm ready to ascend, I can't go back.

Because the gates of heaven are not dispersed, the thunder and calamity never stops.

If you don’t ascend, you will never stop.

Duan Yu flew up, holding a magic weapon.

A sharp sword light shot straight towards Tianmen.

It was a sword light, exuding powerful power, and instantly slashed towards the huge portal.

Just a loud noise was heard, and the entire void was shaking!

The sword light struck the Tianmen, as if it was going to shatter the void and destroy the entire world!

"This section of the Immortal Emperor."

The Tianmen was hit by the sword light and suddenly opened, revealing a deep and mysterious space.

It seems to be leading to another world, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, making people feel a deep fear
In the dull eyes of everyone.

Xiao Longnu slowly rose into the sky and submerged into the Tianmen.

Duan Yu watched her leave, wanting to get the latest skills rewarded by the system before ascending.

Suddenly, a powerful energy burst out from the Tianmen and swept through the entire void, swallowing everything up.

"Fuck!" Duan Yu screamed and was swallowed by this power.

"I knew that Master would definitely be worried about his wife."

On Zhongnan Mountain, Yang Guo was very pleased.

The gate of heaven closed slowly, as if nothing had happened.

But the energy of the collision between the sword light and the Tianmen still lingers in the air, which makes people feel a deep shock.

Emperor Duan Xian opened the Heavenly Gate with his sword. This was an unforgettable scene that made people feel a deep awe!

This is also what people saw with their own eyes, the scene of the immortal ascending during the day!
(End of this chapter)