Chapter 1563 - 168: The Grand Mountain Piercing the Sun and Suppressing the Sea of Clouds

Chapter 1563: Chapter 168: The Grand Mountain Piercing the Sun and Suppressing the Sea of Clouds

On the first day of October, Zhang Yan, wearing a mystic robe and the Demon Suppression Crown, embarked on the Flying Chariot, setting out from the Zhao You Heavenly Pond to Shaoqing.

This carriage can only be ridden by the leaders of Mingcang’s Top Ten Disciples. It appears as a three-story Great Tower Pavilion with a spacious inner court, eaves flying like wings, and a transverse wooden axle outside with four Cloud Golden Locks, and inside, eight Jiao Tendon Straps, connecting with the chariot wood.

On both sides under the tower corners are two carriage canopies like Lingzhi umbrellas swaying in the air, with fringes hanging down, each carrying sixteen bell ornaments, which jingle as the carriage moves. Inside, there is a Powerful Warrior standing, each ten feet tall with bulging muscles.

The ones pulling the flying carriage are a pair of Long-bearded Ink Dragons. Their backs arch like earthworms, fins spreading like fans, eyes fierce and sinister, each twelve feet long. They often claw and snap. If not tightly reined in by the bridle on their snouts, they would have long ascended into the clouds and sped away.

Behind the carriage were four Purple Light Institute Deacon Elders, all with Nascent Soul Cultivation, each riding a crane to fly in the sky, accompanying as escorts on this journey.

The Jiao Carriage did not travel far before arriving in front of Jiuquxi Palace, where Miao Kun had been waiting for a long time. His figure was large, and his belly rounded. At this moment, he was dressed in a wide robe, hands clasping the belt with a coiled python pattern, looking majestic and imposing; however, his face was comical, always wearing a cheerful smile that made it hard for people to feel awe.

Seeing the carriage arrive, he cupped his hands, his booming laughter ringing out, saying: "Junior Brother Zhang, today I’ll ride on your coattails and enjoy the limelight once more."

Zhang Yan, standing on the pavilion, returned the gesture and smiled, "Senior Brother Miao, please join me on the carriage."

Miao Kun agreed repeatedly. He put his sleeves behind his back, stepped on the Gang Wind, swaying as he got onto the carriage. Once inside the three-story pavilion, he looked around, smacked his lips, then patted the main pillar of the pavilion, sighing, "I’m only getting this chance thanks to you, Junior Brother; otherwise, I would have never had the opportunity to ride this carriage."

Zhang Yan smiled, "Senior Brother, you jest. As a Master’s disciple, you hold an opportunity many only dream of."

Miao Kun sighed twice, seemingly feeling wronged, waving his hands, saying, "I’m only nominally recognized, only in name; who knows when my master will remember me, his disciple." As he spoke, remembering something, his expression tightened, cautiously looking around, saying, "Off the record between you and me, don’t let it spread."

Zhang Yan chuckled, instructed outside, "Let’s set off."

The two drivers shouted in unison, gathered their strength, and pulled the Jiao’s bridle. Suddenly, two earth-shattering dragon roars were heard, and then wind and cloud swept from the west, blowing the curtains, then the carriage suddenly lightened, soaring up in a moment, heading toward the sky. After a moment, with a rumble, the tower pavilion slightly shook before stabilizing again.

Miao Kun lifted the bead curtain, seeing that they had already broken through the Gang Clouds and reached Extreme Sky, at this moment flying toward the west. He said: "The road might not be peaceful, Junior Brother Zhang, since there’s nothing else to do, how about a game of strategy?"

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright."

This tower can gather energy and store spirit, meditating and cultivating here is not much inferior to that of a Cave Mansion. But indeed, like Miao Kun said, unexpected events cannot be eliminated, so he ordered Jing You to bring the chess set, and the two of them spread out the board and started playing.

The speed of the Twin Flood Dragon Flying Carriage was extremely fast, traveling in the sky for a day and a night, it had slanted westward from north through the East Splendor Continent.

Zhang Yan saw the dawn breaking, the sky gradually brightening, then put down his chess piece, went to the pavilion, and gazed far away, seeing a large shadow, looming and waning, amidst a sea of rolling clouds.

He estimated that within an hour, they would reach the Shaoqing Sect’s territory, so he instructed the two drivers to slow the journey slightly.

Miao Kun also stepped out, stood by him, gazing into the distance. After watching for a while, he clicked his tongue, saying, "I think that place must be the location of the Shaoqing Mountain Gate, ’Guan Yang Mountain Platform,’ truly majestic and towering."

Zhang Yan’s gaze fixed ahead, and he slowly said, "Indeed, that is the place."

Among the Ten Great Profound Sects, Mingcang Sect’s mountain gate is located in the ’Dragon Abyss Marsh,’ while Yuxiao Sect resides on ’Mo Chi Jade Cliff,’ both on the ground surface.

But the Shaoqing Mountain Gate is uniquely situated at the Extreme Sky, overlooking heaven and earth. This location was originally a peak towering into the Extreme Sky, once corresponding with the Central Pillar Continent from afar, connected by a bridge spanning the Age River, originally one entity. Ten thousand years ago, Shaoqing’s founding master, Master Hong He, split the two continents with one sword, carving the mountain as the boundary, since then, the two mountains face each other across the river, never to reunite.

Zhang Yan watched a while longer, then suddenly his eyes flashed, looking in one direction, seeing in the distance dozens of sword lights, dazzling like silver stars flying in, seemingly scattered at a glance, but on closer inspection, there was profound logic to find.