CHAPTER 221: CHAPTER 218: KYLIN SACRED LAND_1

"Your Majesty, we are nearing our destination!"

Just as Qin Wudao seemed to have had an epiphany, Li Ru’s voice echoed in his mind.

BOOM!

Qin Wudao slowly opened his eyes, shooting out a streak of golden light, causing a faint oppressive aura to permeate the air. It was a supreme and unrivaled sense of the emperor’s path, causing everyone present to feel immense pressure.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" Xiang Yu was the first to congratulate, understanding that if one perceives the right principle, mastery of the laws will soon follow, leading to the breakthrough into the Saint Realm.

This is the path that all martial artists must tread!

"What did you realize, and how long until we reach the destination?"

Qin Wudao smiled. No wonder martial artists need to venture out and travel once they reach a certain realm. Only after experiencing the countless changes in the world can one truly comprehend. Reading ten thousand books is not as beneficial as traveling ten thousand miles! Cultivating behind closed doors is only suitable for the initial stages of training!

"Looking at the time, we will arrive in an hour!"

Li Ru calculated the time precisely.

An hour was not long. Qin Wudao and his followers chatted for a while, then saw a beam of white light appear in front of them, followed by a deceleration until they finally came to a complete stop.

As soon as Qin Wudao stepped forward, he found himself spinning around and was transported to a massive plaza that was tens of miles long. The Void was filled with rich Spiritual Energy and strong Rhymes in Dao, causing his cultivation level to improve slightly.

Looking around, all the passing figures were filled with a powerful aura.

The most eye-catching sight was the colossal statue in front of him. Its features were blurry and nearly impossible to look at directly, as if a god had descended. Dressed in a white robe, holding a sharp sword, and riding a fire-breathing Kylin.

His eyes gazed into the distance, resembling a godly demon battling against heaven and earth, dominating thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!

The grandeur and terrifying Power of Laws spreading from the statue made people unable to resist submission!

"Who goes there, state your name!"

A cold voice reached everyone’s ears, filled with a strong sense of command.

A group of soldiers dressed in armor, wielding sharp weapons, marched toward them. The leading general was at the level of three rotations of the Saint King. The remaining twenty members comprised six Saints and fourteen martial artists at the Peak of the Reaching the Holy Realm.

So strong!

The faces of Qin Wudao and his followers changed slightly. This small patrol team alone could annihilate a weaker Divine Court.

One could glimpse the leopard through a tube—the strength of the Kylin Holy Land was truly immense!

"We represent the Qin Dynasty’s Divine Court, here to participate in the ’East Border Grand Ceremony’!" Qin Wudao greeted with a cupped fist salute.

The leading general pulled out an atlas. After registering the number and purpose of Qin Wudao’s group, he loudly commanded, "Zhao Yun, take them to Qilin Tour Peak!"

"Yes, sir!"

The soldier at the very end came forward, pointing to the rear, and said with a smile, "Respected guests, please follow me!"

"We are in your debt!" Li Ru returned the salute and said with a smile.

Under Zhao Yun’s guidance, they used their movement techniques to speed along the ground. They moved so quickly that they left behind only afterimages.

"This is the statue of the Great Kylin Emperor. All disciples who join the Holy Land must swear an oath in front of this statue. It’s said that there’s a mysterious inheritance contained within the statue, but no one has triggered it in countless years!" Zhao Yun, a warm-hearted individual, explained the Holy Land’s buildings to Qin Wudao along the way and even told some interesting stories.

Upon leaving the plaza and following a small path for about three kilometers, an artificial lake emerged. It was filled with a vast plantation of spiritual lotuses, with clouds of Spiritual Energy wafting about, making it seem like an Immortal Realm.

"Hiss, the lake is actually full of spiritual fluid!" Upon closer examination, Wu Ming gasped. This was simply too extravagant.

"What’s so surprising about that? All the lakes in the Holy Land are filled with spiritual fluid!" Zhao Yun said with pride.

Qin Wudao and his followers were secretly shocked. With such extraordinarily favorable cultivation conditions, even a pig could soar to the heavens.

"Heaven and Earth, arise!" Zhao Yun pointed his toe, floated above the lake, and continuously moved his hands, shooting a mysterious beam of light into the Void.

HUM, HUM...

The Void trembled, split in the middle to reveal a spatial vortex connecting to countless mysterious formation patterns. Evidently, this was a massive Formation. Within this Formation was the real Kylin Holy Land.

Under Zhao Yun’s leadership, Qin Wudao entered the core of the Kylin Holy Land!

After passing through the spatial vortex, they emerged at the foot of a range of mountains. Spiritual liquid, like a heavenly river, cascaded down from the sky, splashing up a sky full of mist. Under the sunlight, rainbows appeared.

Spiritual trees grew amid the mountains, and numerous spiritual animals lived leisurely, gamboling and playing, completely at ease!

Looking at the skies, they occasionally saw powerful experts flying by, their terrifying auras disrupting the clouds in the heavens.

"Your Majesty, this is an eighth-level mustard seed world!" Yuan Tiangang’s eyes glittered, as if he had opened the Heavenly Eye. His gaze could penetrate the nine heavens above and perceive the nine netherworlds below, as if nothing in the world held any secrets from him.

Qin Wudao’s body jolted. He initially thought the world he was in was separated by a Formation; he did not expect it to be a mustard seed world.

This reminded him of the fragments of the Immortal Realm!

"General Zhao, I wonder if you have heard of an Emperor Stone?" Qin Wudao asked casually, without revealing any hint of his thoughts.

"An Emperor Stone? Why do you ask?" Zhao Yun displayed a hint of alertness on his face.

"Oh! I read about it recently in an ancient book. It mentioned the Emperor Stone, so I was rather curious. It must be an incredibly precious treasure, right?" Qin Wudao asked curiously.

"I see!" Zhao Yun was not suspicious and said with a smile, "The Emperor Stone itself is not that useful, but it holds extraordinary significance. It is the energy crystal produced when an Emperor Realm powerhouse falls, but it has no practical use!"

"Thank you for the information!"

Knowing the origin of the Emperor Stone, Qin Wudao did not continue to inquire, because it was pointless.

In the entire East Border, only the Kylin Holy Land had Emperor Realm powerhouses, and hence, only the Kylin Holy Land was most likely to possess it.

"We’ve arrived!"

After traveling for a while, Zhao Yun led Qin Wudao to the foot of a mountain. A spiritual stream flowed down from the mountain, with numerous houses built on both sides in a well-ordered and pleasing arrangement.

At the entrance to the mountain path, there was a Stele engraved with the three large words ’Qilin Tour Peak’. It was filled with a powerful Sword Intent.

"Feel free to choose any house! I must return to my patrol. Farewell!"

Upon arriving at their destination, Zhao Yun did not delay, saluting with cupped hands before turning to depart.

Because they arrived early, most of the houses were empty. Qin Wudao chose a house close to the spiritual stream to reside in.

In the following time, he stayed in the house, secluding himself for cultivation, comprehending the laws of the Emperor’s path.

After realizing the power of intent, this period of cultivation could be described as smooth sailing.

In just two days, he grasped the laws of the Emperor’s path!

This was a unique form of dominance! It was also the benevolence of governing a country! Moreover, it represented the battle intent to protect the homeland! Even more so...

In the secret room, Qin Wudao muttered, "The Son of Heaven guards the nation’s gates; the monarch dies with his state!" A golden dragon shadow, emitting an almost imperceptible dragon roar, coiled around his body.

Behind him, a vast land stretched for tens of thousands of miles!

Beyond the land, there lay countless enemies!

He, clad in battle armor, holding the Sword of the Emperor, stood at the nation’s border!