Chapter 797: Chapter 797: What is Shenzhou? The Ninth Order of Spirit Beast Pavilion
“What on earth is going on?”
The crowd gathered around, looking at the rankings on the Power Stele, with all eyes falling on the line for rank 5001.
“Only the Great Thousand World can give birth to such a strong being, thus, Shenzhou must be a newly born Great Thousand World.”
“Impossible!”
“Why do you always say it’s impossible?”
“The laws of the Cosmic Dao stipulate that there can only be three thousand Great Thousand Worlds. Even if some Great Thousand Worlds have been destroyed, their laws still exist, so there can’t be a 3001st Great Thousand World.”
“Then how do you explain the birth of a top-level strong being near the Saint Manifestation Level in this world called Shenzhou?”
“This…”
“Can’t think of anything to say now, can you? Shenzhou is a Great Thousand World!”
“You illiterate, I won’t bother explaining to you!”
“Who are you calling illiterate?”
“Illiterate, I’m talking about you!”
The cultivators near the Power Stele were arguing, with no conclusion in sight.
Some even started fighting on the spot.
“Silence!”
Suddenly, a majestic voice came from afar, quelling all the disorderly disciples.
The next moment.
An elder dressed in white, with white hair and beard, walked slowly over, with nine longswords strapped to his back, emitting particularly sharp Sword Qi.
He was like a Holy Sword that had left its sheath!
His presence was extremely terrifying.
“We pay respect to the Great Elder!”
The disciples nearby immediately bowed in greeting.
“Humph!”
The elder known as the Great Elder flicked his long beard, pointed at Ye Feng’s name, and said, “There are only three thousand Great Thousand Worlds, this world named Shenzhou cannot possibly be a Great Thousand World.”
“The disciple understands.”
“The Great Elder is right in his teachings.”
The disciples all clasped their hands in agreement.
One bold disciple immediately asked, “Great Elder, if Shenzhou is not a Great Thousand World, then how could Ye Feng become a being close to the Saint Manifestation Level?”
“False Heavenly Dao! Ye Feng must be of the False Heavenly Dao!”
The Great Elder stroked his beard confidently.
“Think about it, why could Ye Feng only achieve a ranking of over 27,000 before, but now, he is close to the 5000 mark?”
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
Someone speculated:
“Could it be that Ye Feng has gathered together some shattered worlds, creating a Shenzhou that is infinitely close to a Great Thousand World, and as the world’s strength increased, so did his own?”
“Exactly!”
“Worthy of being a disciple of our Supreme Holy Sect,”
“Among the universe, many Great Thousand Worlds have been destroyed. He must have had a stroke of luck and plundered the origins of those destroyed Great Thousand Worlds, enhancing Shenzhou and therefore experiencing a surge in strength.”
“That doesn’t need to be taken into consideration.”
“The thing I look down upon the most in my life is the False Heavenly Dao. For infinite lifespan, one walks the path of fusion with the Dao, putting the cart before the horse.”
“If you ask me, even if one dies, they should still pursue the strongest path of the Physical Body Saint and that of the Law Saint.”
“Of course, dual cultivation of magic and body is naturally best.”
“I disdain the likes of Ye Feng who follow the False Heavenly Dao.”
The Great Elder, with his hands clasped behind his back, pontificated as if he was commanding the world.
Little did he know.
The very Ye Feng he called of the False Heavenly Dao was in fact an extremely rare top genius who practiced dual cultivation of magic and body.
“The Great Elder is wise.”
The disciples from the Supreme Holy Sect of Dongzhou nodded in unison, finding great enlightenment and their faces brimming with excitement.
Then, they continued to observe the Power Stele.
“Shenzhou isn’t bad at all!”
“Indeed, quite a few in the Void Break Realm!”
“Among them, one person is near the Heavenly Emperor Level, seventeen are close to the ninth order of the Void Break, and there is also a top-tier Heavenly Emperor.”
The disciples of the Supreme Holy Sect scrutinized the Power Stele, finding the cultivators from Shenzhou.
“That’s not right, there’s someone named ‘Yuyu’ from Jiaoyang Holy Land. Could it be that Shenzhou also has a Saint Realm?”
The disciples were puzzled.
The Great Elder stroked his beard and waved his hand, saying:
“What about it?”
“The near-Saint strength of the False Heavenly Dao Ye Feng indicates that his realm has reached the Saint Manifestation Level, it’s just that, because it is a False Heavenly Dao, his strength is slightly inferior to that of a true Saint.”
“For such a world to have three or four Saints in residence is not particularly strange.”
Speaking of this, the Great Elder raised an eyebrow.
“That’s enough, my dear wife summons me. You youngsters better cultivate diligently and not disgrace our Supreme Holy Sect, understand?”
“Always remember one thing.”
“Our Supreme Holy Sect has the Thunder Emperor as its patron, his divine might is supreme, and it is the number one sacred sect in the universe.”
“As disciples of the sect, your cultivation must never slack off!”
Having said this, the Great Elder, with nine longswords on his back, flew toward the distance, leaving the group of disciples to continue watching the Power God Ranking.
Not only the disciples of the Supreme Holy Sect were surprised.
In numerous massive sects, like the Boundless Holy Sect, Tianji Holy Sect, All-Things Holy Temple, and countless others that Ye Feng had never heard of, people gathered near the Power Stele, discussing animatedly.
“Ye Feng is a False Heavenly Dao!”
“He has just advanced to the midterm of the Unity Realm Stage, his realm is comparable to a Saint Manifestation, but his combat strength is only infinitely close to that of a Saint Manifestation.”
Many cultivators came to this conclusion.
“Saint Ancestor, shall we send someone to the lower realms to scout, to determine the location of Shenzhou?”
“Agreed!”
Forces from all over the universe began sending people away from the nine Upper Realms of East, West, South, North, Central, Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow, to search the universe’s starry sky for traces of Shenzhou.
…
Shenzhou, Misty Peak.
Ye Feng yawned.
At this moment, he had already bid farewell to the visitors seeking guidance, Yuzhu, Ancestor Jinling, and Ancestor Lingmiao.
“I just remembered something! The Spirit Beast Pavilion has been upgraded to Ninth Order, so let’s see what new functions it has.”
Ye Feng slapped his forehead.
[Spirit Beast Pavilion: Ninth Order]
[Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast: 389/1000]
[Spirit Beast Pavilion Upgrade Explanation: Prestige Points surpass one hundred billion, unlocking the tenth tier of the Spirit Beast Pavilion]
[Function One: Strength Accumulation]
[Function Two: Scouting]
[Function Three: Bloodline Purifying Pill]
[Function Four: Spirit Blood Transference]
[Function Five: Spirit Beasts Platform]
[Function Six: Demon Emperor’s Halo]
[Function Seven: Technique “Demon Emperor Art”]
[Function Eight: The physical structure of the Spirit Beast Pavilion (already deployed)]
[Function Nine: Spirit Beast Battlefield (to be deployed)]
All eight previous functions had been enhanced, and as for the newly unlocked ninth function, it was a Spirit Beast Battlefield.
Ye Feng extended his hand.
Above the palm, a white archway appeared.
It stood atop a three-tiered circular platform, with countless ferocious beasts carved upon the surface of the arch.
True Dragon, Colorful Phoenix, Kylin, Black Tortoise…
“What a splendid Spirit Beast Battlefield!”
Ye Feng’s consciousness entered the archway, finding at the other end an endless wasteland with a sunset that never seemed to fall, symbolizing the twilight of the gods.
And there, countless savage beasts grew.
The spiritual beasts of the Misty Sect could enter it to fight to the death, but even if they perished, they would not be completely destroyed and could be reborn in the Misty Sect’s Spirit Beast Pavilion.
However, after perishing, they would need a day’s rest before they could re-enter the Spirit Beast Battlefield.
“This is perfect, especially for Brother Flathead.”
Ye Feng said with a smile.
With a casual wave of his hand, the Spirit Beast Battlefield immediately landed on the Spirit Beast Peak, next to the Spirit Beast Pavilion.
Bang!
The moment it landed, the Spirit Beast Battlefield rapidly expanded to a hundred meters in diameter and two hundred meters tall, its presence magnificent.
“Wow!”
Brother Flathead was the first to arrive.
It had just returned from ten thousand eight hundred miles away, lying nearby for an afternoon nap, but was startled by the gust created by the descent of the Spirit Beast Battlefield, quite angry, and so it launched an attack on it.
“Good-for-nothing creature!”
“This is the entrance to the Spirit Beast Battlefield.”
“Want to fight?”
“Then enter the battlefield; it’ll give you your fill of combat.”
Ye Feng came to the Spirit Beast Peak, grabbed Brother Flathead by the scruff of its neck, and tossed it out, through the gate’s light screen and into the Spirit Beast Battlefield.
An endless wasteland under a permanent sunset.
Brother Flathead appeared there.
Surveying the surroundings, it spotted countless fierce savage beasts, its eyes gleamed, and it charged into the fray.