From the whole Zhao region, there were several Yuan Ying masters, who were flying to the Sky Tower.
From the Corpse Yin Sect’s tunnels, Ye Zi with his eyes flashing, disappeared similarly, teleporting out far way. Before he left, he used the blue jade seal, to issue an order to all the corpse yin sect disciples.
“This Old man is leaving for a few days, the formation will be closed, anybody who attempts to get out, kill without mercy!”
The Teng Jia Ancestor, Teng Hua Yuan, the moment the colourful heavenly pressure appeared, was sitting in his Teng Jia Ancestral Home, in meditation as he suddenly opened his eyes, looking up scared, he hesitated a little, then leaving behind a sound transmitting Jade seal, went out.
The same scene was repeated, in Devil’s way’s Tian Dao Sect, He Huan Sect, Wu Feng Valley, and Right way’s Piao Miao Sect, Yuan Tian Sect, JiMie Sect. [TLNote: Know it’s hard but try to not curse me]
Within the Zhao region, multiple flying rainbows, quickly converged at the Tower of Babel.
Tower of Babel, is building symbolic of entry into the XiuZhen Alliance, after a country becomes a member of the alliance, then the alliance comes forward to build it, at the Tower of Babel, is a perennially stationed XiuZhen Alliance Envoy, the Envoy doesn’t interfere with the disputes of the country, and acts only when a major problem occurs.
Pu NanZi was the first YuanYing master to arrive at the Tower of Babel, after all he was the only one who 500 years ago had formed Ying, and now had cultivated to reach the peak of mid Yuan Ying stage, ready to advance to the late stage.
Coupled with the tempering of foreign battlefields, he sat tight on the throne of the number one person in Zhao XiuZhen region.
He wore a gray robe, appearing out of nowhere, standing beneath the tower of babel, he looked at the octagonal tower rising through the clouds, which were emitting bursts of rainbow coloured light, it seemed mysterious.
Pu NanZi after coming and looking at the tower of babel, his face bore an expression of lingering fear, this was the second time he came here, the first time was 500 years ago, all YuanYing masters of Zhao region, a total of twenty three people, under pressure from fourth ranked XiuZhen country, were forced to enter the foreign battlefield.
500 years later, only one person returned.
These 500 years, Pu NanZi didn’t know how he survived, everyday was a battle for life and death which could be settled within moments.
These 500 years, he had seen powerful cultivators, those powerful XiuZhenists could kill him with even just a touch of their fingers.
This is what happened to the other Yuang Ying masters from Zhao region, like the Founder of Heng Yue. Pu NanZi personally saw the founder, skin bones and all, get swallowed in one gulp by an exceedingly ordinary-looking XiuZhenist. [TLNote: Thanks to Setiger for the correct text]
The more that Pu NanZi saw the more afraid he became, and the more afraid he became the more unwilling he became to reconcille to stay at YuanYing stage for his whole life. These 500 years in the foreign battlefield, had let him know that above Yuan Ying, there was Spirit Forming stage, and Ying Bian stage.
With mixed feelings, he looked up to the tower of Babel and bending respectfully he said: “Pu NanZi of Xuan Dao Sect, greets the Envoy.”
“Pu NanZi we are old acquaintances, no need to be so formal.” A hearty voice came from the tower, followed by an old man coming out, his body was slightly rounded, looked out of place in comparison to the extraordinary building, wearing a cyan satin gown, that highlighted his belly, looked quite funny.
But Pu NanZi did not dare show even the slightest disrespect, flipping his right hand, he took out a storage bag, and handing it to him, said: “Envoy, upon my return I had managed to gather some materials, included amongst them are several things which you had originally specified.”
The Fat Envoy squinted, then laughed, after taking the bag directly into his arms, said with a smile: “Pu NanZi after I became the Zhao region Envoy, you are the first person who returned from a foreign battlefield of YuanYing cultivators. All information related to you, I have passed on to my sect, the orders passed down are, if within a hundred years you are able to achieve late Yuan Ying stage, then you might be taken in as a Secret disciple on an exceptional basis.”
Pu NanZi’s face was filled with ecstasy, as he took a deep breath and nodded.
As they spoke, two rainbow coloured lights descended, exposing the silhouettes of a man and a woman. The man looked more than thirty years old, with face full of courage and nefarious handsomeness, after seeing the fat Envoy, he immediately said respectfully: “Chen Huan of He Huan Sect, greets the Envoy.”
The woman dressed as a young woman, looking old yet graceful, as she looking at the fat envoy, said respectfully: “Chen Yan of He Huan Sect, greets the Envoy.”
The fat Envoy nodded slightly, then ign