Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 565 - 270 Shameless Yi Clan! Breaking Out of the Coffin! (10,000-word Mega - )_1

The languid voice issued a command.

The old man by the phoenix carriage bowed respectfully, then took out a golden talisman and began murmuring incantations.

The talisman ignited without fire, emitting waves of golden light with a striking aura.

Just as the old man was about to throw the talisman, the voice from inside the phoenix carriage suddenly rang out, "What are you doing?"

The old man halted. "Was it not your command, Young Master, to issue a divine decree?"

The young master said, "Just one? If we only send one, these beings from the Lower Realm will think I can't afford more."

The old man blinked. "Then what do you mean?"

The young master said, "Issue more. Doesn't Nanzhou have one hundred and eight Great Immortal Gates? And several hundred, if not thousands, of smaller sects? One for each sect!"

The old man hesitated for a moment before asking, "Young Master, aren't we being a little too arrogant?"

The young master retorted, "Am I not worthy of being arrogant?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched. "Of course you are worthy, but..."

"Then cut the nonsense and do as I say!" the young master said impatiently.

Helpless, the old man could only comply. He produced a large stack of talismans and ignited them all at once.

In the next moment, this expanse of the void was submerged in vast golden runes. They surged like a boundless ocean of Immortal Qi, shooting out in all directions like meteors.

HUM!

Above the Sanqing Immortal Sect, one of the talismans descended.

The Mountain Protection Array rippled but failed to stop the golden light from entering. The talisman hung above the peaks like a golden sun.

Auspicious energy steamed forth, its resplendent glow dazzling to the extreme. An immense and boundless aura spread out from within.

Immediately after, a voice of supreme authority boomed from the golden light, "The Second Young Master of the Jade Clan of the Nine Heavens has personally arrived. You beings of the Lower Realm, why have you not come to pay your respects?"

The expression of countless disciples changed, feeling as if a great mountain had landed on their shoulders. They were pressed down so hard they could not stand straight, overcome with an urge to bow in worship. Even the Inner Sect Disciples were no exception; they stared at the sky in horror, completely unaware of what was happening.

WHOOSH!

Atop Dragon Head Peak, Zhuo Canglang's expression changed as he gazed into the distance. This aura... This is not good!

He vanished in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already beneath the golden talisman. He looked up at the golden light and, through it, saw the phoenix carriage high in the firmament. His expression was grim to the extreme.

Has someone from the Nine Heavens come? They haven't been to the Lower Realm for thousands of years. Why now? Looking at this display... I fear their intentions are not friendly.

Ji Yan and the other higher-ups of the Sanqing Immortal Sect appeared. Soon after, Snow Ancestor, Luo Binglan, and Sanqing's other top experts also appeared. Every one of them wore a grave expression, their guards raised.

The younger disciples did not grasp the weight carried by the words 'Nine Heavens', but the elders certainly did.

The Divine Province of the Cangyuan Realm was a vast land, so immense that an ordinary person could spend their entire life and still fail to cross a single one of its domains. Even for Cultivators, this world was still grand enough.

But in the eyes of true powerhouses, the Cangyuan Realm… was merely a corner of the true cosmos.

Worlds like the Cangyuan Realm numbered nine more in this part of the starry sky, collectively known as the Ten Lands. Above the Ten Lands were the Nine Heavens.

That was a higher plane of existence, truly vast and boundless, inhabited by countless trillions of beings and innumerable galaxies. Within it were true, ancient Di Clans who ruled over vast regions of the starry sky, commanding the life and death of myriad beings. There were also ancient kingdoms that ruled over the Myriad Clans, and even the supreme Holy Lands.

The Nine Heavens and the Ten Lands were isolated from each other. Only once every thousand years did the passageway between the two realms open temporarily, allowing beings to travel through, albeit at a certain cost. Under any other circumstances, crossing the barrier between the realms was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

The Nine Heavens were not the Immortal Realm, but for the vast majority of beings in the cultivation world, there was little difference.

In comparison, the concentration of Spiritual Energy, the abundance of resources, and the density of opportunities in the Nine Heavens far exceeded those of the Ten Lands.

In the worlds of the Ten Lands, once a Cultivator's cultivation level surpassed the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, they would find their progress became incredibly difficult. It became a struggle to continue cultivating. Even if they simply spent ages in secluded cultivation, their efforts would yield minimal results. Therefore, most Earth Immortal experts would head to the Nine Heavens to further their development after breaking through the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, for only there could they continue to grow stronger.

Because of this, the older generation of experts like Snow Ancestor were no strangers to the Nine Heavens. The more they knew, the more they understood its power and terror.

Of course, although the passageway between the two realms opened every thousand years, it wasn't every time that people from the Upper Realm came down. This was because beings from the Nine Heavens had to pay a significant price to come to the Lower Realm. The stronger they were, the greater the price. Furthermore, the Nine Heavens had almost everything the Lower Realm had to offer, so it wasn't worth the cost. The gains simply did not justify the expense.

According to the records, the Cangyuan Realm had not seen any visitors from the Upper Realm for at least three thousand years. The reason for this visit was unknown.

Looking down at the reactions of the people from the Sanqing Immortal Sect, the person in the phoenix carriage seemed quite satisfied. He rested a hand on the window frame, tapping it slowly.

Suddenly, the old man beside him said, "By the way, Young Master, before we left, the Eldest Young Master specifically instructed that you are not to use his name for your dealings on this trip!"

The tapping on the window's edge stopped abruptly. A silence fell. After a moment, an inquiring voice came from inside, "Is it too late to take those talismans back?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched. A nearly imperceptible flash of disdain crossed his eyes before he quickly concealed it. He replied with a strained smile, "I'm afraid it's too late. The talismans have already reached their destinations."

Upon hearing this, a deep sigh echoed from within the phoenix carriage.