Chapter 127: Tianyuan Sacred Land's Targeting

Chapter 127: Tianyuan Sacred Land's Targeting

The vast sky stretched endlessly.

Divine radiance imprinted the heavens as the sun and moon shone together, celestial flowers intertwining with golden lotuses. The phantom of a world loomed over the mortal realm.

"Juniors of the Linghuang Domain, the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field's Small World will open for seven days. Only those under thirty years of age and below the Divine Wheel Realm may enter..."

A vast, ancient voice resounded across the heavens and earth, reaching every corner, instantly stirring waves of shock.

"Seven days!"

"This time, the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field is actually open for seven days..."

"Hahaha! Last time, when the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field appeared in the Central Land, it only opened for three days. Who would have thought it would not only appear in our Eastern Wasteland this time but also remain open for seven days? This is truly a great opportunity for our Eastern Wasteland!"

"All below the Divine Wheel Realm may enter. Immediately summon all disciples from the Body Forging Realm to the Qi Sea Realm!"

Orders were swiftly issued, and every sect sprang into action.

Within the Huntian Sect, disciples ranging from the Body Forging Realm to the Qi Sea Realm gathered, awaiting selection.

Yes, selection was necessary.

After all, they couldn’t just send ordinary Body Forging Realm cultivators in—that would be suicide.

Before long, a Sky Patrol Giant Ship emerged from the Huntian Sect, soaring swiftly toward the sky.

The phantom of that world appeared close, yet in reality, it was far away.

From the other nine of the Ten Great Powers, giant ships also rose into the air, speeding toward the world's phantom.

In addition, members of other factions rushed toward the phantom using various means.

Despite the presence of the Ten Great Powers, everyone was determined to compete. Even if only a few could enter, it was worth it—this was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.

At the same time, a blazing light streaked across the sky, speeding from the edge of the Eastern Wasteland.

From a distance, the world's phantom did not seem large.

But upon approaching, it became clear that the phantom was anything but small, spanning at least several dozen kilometers across the sky—yet it exuded no discernible aura.

Ten giant ships of vastly different designs hovered in a row before the world's phantom.

Each ship radiated an astonishing aura, intimidating all who beheld them.

Smaller vessels lingered around them, numbering over a hundred in total—a spectacular sight.

Some factions lacked sufficient strength or resources, so they sent Transcendent Realm or even Dao Integration Realm experts to escort a handful of disciples.

A dense crowd gathered, numbering at least ten thousand.

"Hahahaha... As expected, the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field! All its opportunities belong to me, Xiahou Ba!"

A dazzling light tore through the sky, accompanied by a nearly maniacal laugh. As the light drew closer, two figures materialized.

One old, one young!

Both were exceptionally burly, and the elder exuded an overwhelmingly powerful aura, blazing like a true sun.

"An unfamiliar peak Dao Integration Realm expert!"

"Who is this person?"

"Xiahou Ba... with an aura like the sun... He must be from the Xiahou Clan of the Central Land."

For a moment, the expressions of many experts turned grave.

"The Xiahou Clan is also an Imperial Clan," Wang Yuandao said to Chen Feng. "Their strength surpasses even that of the Three Great Sacred Lands of our Eastern Wasteland."

Chen Feng couldn’t help but feel astonished.

Why was it that both the Chen Clan and the Xiahou Clan were like this?

"You're right. The Central Land is the heart of the Linghuang Domain, surpassing our Eastern Wasteland in territory, resources, and martial prowess," Wang Yuandao said.

Chen Feng suddenly understood, feeling a surge of fighting spirit rise within him.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before he would head to the Chen Clan in the Central Land. There, he would witness the martial standards of the Central Land and compete against its prodigies.

The phantom of the world trembled slightly.

Then, ten towering portals, each standing a hundred meters tall, emerged one after another, their surfaces rippling with watery light, exuding an ancient and profound aura.

"The Dao Field Portals have appeared!"

Instantly, many grew excited.

"Based on past records, one must successfully pass through a Dao Field Portal to enter the Dao Field world," Wang Yuandao explained to Chen Feng.

"The Dao Field Portals contain a mysterious power that tests the Bone Age of those attempting to enter. The Resistance within is directly linked to the cultivator’s cultivation level—the higher the cultivation, the stronger the Resistance. Therefore, only those with superior strength within their own realm can pass through."

Chen Feng immediately grasped the principle.

The Heavenly Emperor had left behind this Dao Field as an opportunity for the younger generation of the Linghuang Domain.

Yet, he had also set a threshold.

The Dao is not lightly transmitted, nor are techniques carelessly bestowed!

Things obtained too easily are never truly valued.

Moreover, the Dao Field left by the Heavenly Emperor was extraordinary by nature. If one’s foundation was weak or their talent insufficient, even if they entered, they would gain little, wasting the chance entirely.

As the Dao Field Portals appeared, figures began disembarking from the ships in droves.

The moment Chen Feng stepped off the Sky Patrol Giant Ship, numerous gazes locked onto him.

Terrifying auras crisscrossed the heavens and earth, but the Huntian Sect’s experts swiftly intercepted them, preventing any pressure from reaching Chen Feng.

Chen Feng swept his gaze across the scene. The other nine of the Ten Great Powers each had hundreds of members, the vast majority ranging from the Body Forging Realm to the Qi Sea Realm.

However, the main force consisted of those in the Meridian Forging Realm and Qi Sea Realm.

"Move out!"

The three sacred lands acted first, their members instinctively forming ranks and charging toward different Dao Field Portals.

Though the Huntian Sect had declined, it was still one of the Ten Great Powers and thus entitled to claim a portal. Its disciples, from the Body Forging Realm to the Qi Sea Realm, quickly fell into formation.

Chen Feng and Han Daoling, as Sect Heirs, held higher status than the Qi Sea Realm cultivators despite their lower cultivation.

Especially Chen Feng, who now topped the Huntian Sect’s three strongest rankings and was revered throughout the sect. He took the lead position without question, with Han Daoling standing behind him.

"Chen Feng, within the Heavenly Emperor’s Dao Field, I will surely obtain a great opportunity and surpass you!" Han Daoling’s voice, filled with resentment, reached Chen Feng’s ears.

"Do as you please," Chen Feng replied indifferently.

It wasn’t that he looked down on Han Daoling. In truth, any Divine Trait Bearer with a God-Grade Divine Trait would achieve great heights if they didn’t perish prematurely. The issue was that Han Daoling kept provoking him, only to be ruthlessly crushed time and again. Chen Feng had grown numb to it.

At first, it had felt somewhat satisfying. Now, it was just routine.

Truly, habit was a terrifying thing.

Chen Feng's tone and attitude infuriated Han Daoling to the point of trembling, shivering uncontrollably with cold rage. It was utterly maddening, enough to make one's lungs explode with fury.

Neither of them bothered to lower their voices, so the others behind them heard everything, their expressions turning peculiar. Xiao Xuanwu and Yuan Hualong, in particular, knew full well that every time, it was Han Daoling who provoked Chen Feng first, only to be utterly crushed. Yet, before long, Han Daoling would bounce back, brimming with confidence, and challenge Chen Feng again.

Again and again.

This time, they believed it would be no different.

"Chen Feng, you have no idea what kind of opportunity I've obtained from the sect this time..." Han Daoling took several deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down as he thought inwardly.

Feeling the internal energy filling his 270 acupoints, Han Daoling couldn't help but smile with genuine satisfaction.

Confidence surged within him!

Unshakable conviction!

His internal energy, refined nine times, also carried traces of starlight power, making it far stronger than ordinary nine-time refined energy. His energy channels, linked segment by segment, faintly shimmered with starlight as well—though compared to Chen Feng, the gap was a thousand times greater.

Indeed, Han Daoling had obtained the Great Zhou Heaven Star Aperture Refining Technique, using starlight to refine his acupoints and internal energy, breaking through to the Meridian Forging Realm. With the advantage of his Primordial Spirit Dao Body, he had elevated his cultivation to the twenty-seventh layer of the Meridian Forging Realm.

However, once refining internal energy began in the Aperture Opening Realm, no new acupoints could be opened. Thus, Han Daoling had not obtained the Great Zhou Heaven Aperture Refining Technique and could not open more acupoints.

He had no idea that not only he, but also Xiao Xuanwu, Yuan Hualong, and others had been taught the Great Zhou Heaven Star Aperture Refining Technique.

Even less did he know that the technique had been contributed to the sect by Chen Feng.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng had opened all Three Hundred and Sixty Acupoints, initially forging Star Apertures, with his internal energy fully liquefied—surpassing Han Daoling in every conceivable aspect.

Had Han Daoling known, he might have dug a hole with his toes to bury himself in shame.

Truly, ignorance breeds fearlessness.

Completely indifferent to Han Daoling's thoughts, Chen Feng took a step forward.

Upon touching the portal, he immediately sensed resistance, as if something was desperately trying to block his advance. Yet, with just the slightest exertion of force, the resistance shattered instantly.

His figure vanished into the portal without a trace.

Han Daoling snorted coldly and stepped forward, about to enter the portal when— A domineering, blazing light shot toward him at an astonishing speed. The overwhelming pressure shoved Han Daoling aside before ruthlessly plunging into the portal without the slightest obstruction.

Han Daoling was stunned.

What just happened?

Who was that?

His face darkening, Han Daoling charged toward the portal, fury boiling within him.

"I've memorized your aura. If I encounter you inside the Dao Field, I will crush you without mercy."

Crushing the portal's resistance, Han Daoling stepped inside, seething with silent rage.

One by one, the cultivators rushed toward the portal—though not all could enter.

Among them, the Tianyuan Sacred Land's contingent...

"Remember, you have suppressed two realms of cultivation. No matter what, kill as many of the Huntian Sect's members as possible, but above all, Chen Feng must die. Do not let him obtain any opportunities, and under no circumstances allow him to leave the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field alive."

"In addition, if the opportunity arises, assist Mingfei Saint Son in seizing opportunities as well."

A black-robed figure, exuding an aura so terrifying it nearly surpassed the Dao Integration Realm, spoke to the ten individuals before him.

"Yes," the ten replied solemnly. Originally at the Condensing Truth Realm, they had suppressed their cultivation to the peak of the Qi Sea Realm.

"Rest assured, if you complete your mission, the Sacred Land will not fail you upon your return. We will forge a stronger foundation for you and ensure your cultivation recovers in the shortest time possible, breaking through your limits," the black-robed figure added.

"Elder Meng, even if we perish, we will accomplish the mission," the ten declared, their hearts surging with fervor.

"Go," the black-robed figure said with a faint smile.

These ten had been meticulously selected by Tianyuan Sacred Land. All precisely thirty years old—just within the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field's entry limit—their cultivation had already reached the Condensing Truth Realm. In simpler terms, they were peerless geniuses who had joined Tianyuan Sacred Land a decade ago.

Now, to kill Chen Feng and sever the Huntian Sect's chance of resurgence, they had suppressed two realms of cultivation—a sacrifice not to be taken lightly.

If they failed to eliminate Chen Feng within the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Field, the losses would be devastating.

Wang Yuandao had been closely observing Tianyuan Sacred Land's side. When he saw those ten individuals join their ranks, an inexplicable sense of unease gripped him.

Yet, their auras unmistakably belonged to the Qi Sea Realm.