If there is an immortal realm in this world, the landscapes of the Geomagnetic Realm in the East Sea would undoubtedly be the closest to it.
The geomagnetic forces and the abundant veins of magnetic spirit mines converge here. The power of spiritual magnetism bursts forth, distributed unevenly across various locations.
When the repulsive force of magnetic spirit concentrates in one area, sometimes spanning mere dozens of meters and sometimes hundreds of kilometers, the seawater under its influence would rise thousands of kilometers into the sky, forming a colossal orb of water.
Under the sunlight, the water orb is crystal clear, teeming with seaweed, fish, and not lacking in ferocious Exotic Beasts—whale-sized Demon Beasts hundreds of meters in length.
Crustaceans take on a myriad of shapes, schools of fish dazzle with vibrant colors, and merfolk make their homes here—it's naturally a top-tier oceanic park.
If the repulsive force of magnetic spirit concentrates on a massive seabed rock, then, an island floating in the sky would rise out of nowhere.
Its surface is densely wooded, flowers blooming in proliferation; flocks of Spirit Birds nest and multiply here, their melodious chirping is incessant to the ear, truly a fairy mountain amidst the sea.
In the span of a glance between heaven and earth, countless water orbs of various sizes float in the sky, some as small as a thumb, others spanning hundreds of kilometers, each crystal clear, their colors differing due to the minerals in the seawater.
Life proliferates within them, and Demon Beasts of second-order strength or higher shuttle between the water orbs and floating immortal mountains—a scene brimming with vitality.
Yet amidst the beauty, a grim killing intent also lurks in secret.
The geomagnetic force within the earth's heart manifests not only as repulsion but also as attraction, which is even more concealed, concentrated, and dangerous. From above the sea surface, there's no sign to detect whatsoever.
The Exotic Birds and Demon Fish living here appear to fly and swim in disorder, but in reality, there are some places no creature ever crosses.
Sometimes, a young life wanders near—it's a strange species of whale several kilometers long, faintly exuding an aura of the Golden Pill Realm. Its eyes are frenzied and chaotic, unable to find a female of its size, tormented by mating instincts.
In a moment of carelessness, it passes a hidden current, where the spiritual geomagnetic repulsion and attraction intersect.
Its enormous pupils instantly bulge and clear, revealing terror.
Under the terrible squeeze of the earth's heart magmatic forces, its body several kilometers long shatters with a roar; its tail flies towards the sky, its head the other way, its huge body being crushed into a small mass and plummeting into the deep sea.
The surrounding Spirit Birds that had been lurking for a long time swoop in, indulging in the feast from heaven, each one's presence strengthening to varying degrees.
Among these Demon Beasts feasting on the whale, there are eight different aquatic Demon Beasts and one wingless large bird with five toes whose presence is the most formidable.
Their strength leaves other Demon Beasts far behind, having reached the Peak of Foundation Building, each occupying a piece of whale flesh. Any living being that dares to approach, whether fish or fowl, gets torn apart.
The eight aquatic Demon Beasts include a colorful giant toad, several multi-headed snakes, green-scaled jellyfish, and more, all dissimilar...
Occupying the most whale flesh is a Mystical Turtle the size of a house.
The Mystical Turtle is confronting the wingless large bird.
The eight aquatic Demon Beasts watch covetously, guarding their share of the whale flesh, occasionally casting wary glances at surrounding predators.
"It has always been for thousands of years, vexing to the heart."
The sea mist is blown away by the wind, revealing amidst thousands of water droplets and the surrounding Immortal Mountains, a tall young man dressed in a Yin-Yang robe of turtle and snake, with a resolute face.
He strikes downward with a palm.
A palm that resembled a vast wave descended from the sky, covering miles of land, smashing the whale flesh and the battling Demon Beasts into smithereens.
"The Eastern Devil School, by nature, has its advantages standing atop the sea."
"But in the end, they lack wings."
Zhong Yuanzi surveyed the surrounding Cultivators and said slowly, "A wingless bird will always be wingless, having only a temporary advantage. The Heavenly Palace accumulates resources over time, with a long heritage. If not for the constraints of this world, even levels above Refining Nothingness would be trifling to us."
"We come from faraway homelands, and we don't belong here to begin with."
"The Heavenly Palace will surely surpass Refining Nothingness, breaking free from the bonds of this world, returning to our homeland, to seek the path of immortals."
"The Eastern Devil School is just the beginning."
All around, silence prevails.
In the formidable ranks of Xuanwu tiangong, the words of a Daoist disciple did not have many eligible to respond.
"Taoist disciple, Wood, I am willing to serve you tirelessly, for the great cause of the Immortal Sect!"
A young girl with a crown of thorns and a green palace dress, her skin as white and smooth as jade, slightly bowed her head.
One of the Ten Kings of the Heavenly Palace, the Wood King.
"Beast, willing to serve tirelessly."
"Machine, willing to serve tirelessly."
Wood, Beast, Machine, Chaos, Shadow, Dan, Instrument!
Each cultivator was unique in appearance and extremely powerful, with an imposing aura reaching the sky. Although they were only at the Golden Pill Peak in cultivation base, most Immortals of Nascent Soul trembled before them.
These were seven of the Ten Kings of the Heavenly Palace!
In a nearly imperceptible manner, they corresponded to the Nine Great Immortal Sects and the Eastern Devil School, and Xuanwu Daoist was the one who had fought against the Ten Kings at the same time in the decisive battle, slaying and devouring them, thereby becoming Xuanwu Daoist.
This was why the Seven Kings were so respectful, despite having witnessed the death of King Jia and two others.
The previous generation of Ten Kings, no weaker than they, were still no threat to Xuanwu Daoist. There was no possibility of them reversing the devouring, only death.
In the distance, tens of thousands of miles away, ripples appeared in space, the wind gusted, clouds surged, and dark clouds gathered, with lightning converging.
a chill went through the hearts of the Seven Kings.
This was a spatial transmission magic far surpassing that of the Heavenly Palace, and all they could do was wait for its arrival, to accept the fate bestowed upon them.
Zhong Yuanzi said indifferently.
He lightly stepped on the void, and a pattern of the Eight Trigrams emerged, spreading in all directions. Array patterns appeared on the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm, and the cultivators of Xuanwu tiangong organized the Immortal Mountain and water realm into a formation in an orderly manner.
Despite their numbers being in the millions, there was not a sound, and a murderous intent blossomed.
"We will follow the Taoist disciple's command!"
The Seven Kings bowed their heads.
They each flew to their respective positions, encircled by twelve hundred Hairy Spirits, each commanding their section, with the army formation stern and solemn.
After they took their positions, the might of the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm Grand Formation instantly increased by several levels, far surpassing the Nascent Soul Peak.
Xuanwu Daoist presided over the Qian Position, with the Innate Eight Trigrams Diagram slowly rotating behind him, exuding a heavy and terrifying pressure, commanding a presence akin to the lord of the heavenly court, supreme over all, his divine power unfathomable.
Just at that moment, amid endless thunder and the shattering of space, a massive Steel Fleet appeared through spatial leap from a distant realm.
They had officially arrived, with the terrifying pressure of the army formation permeating heaven and earth.
Almost instinctively,
Zhong Yuanzi looked toward the center of the Steel Fleet.
As if sensing each other, a young man also looked this way. After thousands of years of separation, their similar gazes met once again.
"Jiang Dingzi, I've long admired your renowned name."
Zhong Yuanzi raised a cup of fine wine, greeted from afar with cupped hands, and drank it down in one gulp.
"I didn't expect our first meeting to be with our swords drawn."
Zhong Yuanzi chuckled heartily, "Fellow Taoist, you've come from afar, please drink up this cup, and then head to the netherworld, so that your trip to this world wouldn't have been in vain."
"Remember, the one who kills you, will be Zhong Yuan as well."