Asura Mad Emperor

"What is happening here?" Ling Xian'er's eyes rippled like waves as she looked at the three figures disappearing into the distance, her voice ethereally inquiring.

Qinchuan, however, watched Fu Hu calmly, "Has Mount Sumeru also been taken by them?"

Mount Sumeru is a world of opportunity similar to the Spirit Mountain small world within Buddhism.

However, unlike the Spirit Mountain small world, which serves as a Buddhist Holy Land where cultivators enter primarily to comprehend the Buddhist Law without any other purpose,

Inside Mount Sumeru, full of opportunities, it is a treasured place for cultivators below the Emperor Realm to cultivate their souls and search for fortune.

This Mount Sumeru opens once every thirty thousand years, requiring the blessings of the elders of the Buddhist Law each time it opens.

The descent of these three people to this place was precisely because the time to open Mount Sumeru had come again.

Fu Hu's expression was one of shame, "It's embarrassing to say, but Golden Buddha Mountain can barely protect its own gates now, let alone Mount Sumeru, which has long been taken over by the three major sects. Every thirty thousand years, they force me to open it."

"If I refuse, the three major sects will retaliate against the other disciples of Buddhism."

With a long sigh, Fu Hu spoke of the inheritance of Golden Buddha Mountain that had persisted for millions of years, never expecting it to fall into such a plight today.

"Big brother, these people are so despicable!" Ji Huo'er had already listened with righteous indignation and couldn't help but swing her Embroidered Fist and hum.

"You must give them a good lesson!"

"Young Master, should we go to the Spirit Dragon Holy Land?" Ye Xuanji also frowned, knowing that their destination was indeed the Spirit Dragon Holy Land.

"Benefactor, are you going to the Spirit Dragon Holy Land?"

Hearing this, Fu Hu's expression drastically changed, "The Ye Yu of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land has already reached the Great Emperor Realm and is invincible across the entire Heavenly Mountain Domain.

Besides, the Spirit Dragon Holy Land has already set up prohibitions, forbidding outsiders from entering, and if Mount Sumeru opens, the strong from the three major sects will gather, making it incredibly dangerous. It's best for all of you to stay away."

"No worries, the three major sects are just trifles and won't trouble me."

Qinchuan waved his hand, bid farewell to Fu Hu and the others, and transformed into a Divine Rainbow, fleeing towards the base of the mountain.

"Benefactor..."

Fu Hu wanted to persuade Qinchuan and his group further, but they had already disappeared without a trace.

"Well, Mount Sumeru is about to open in half a month; it is better for this old monk to go ahead," he mused.

While Fu Hu hesitated and was about to catch up with Qinchuan and his group, a figure rushed down from the mountain top at that moment.

"Elder, the Spirit Mountain, the Spirit Mountain..." The Buddhist monk of low realm had run here at full speed from the great hall, now completely out of breath.

"What happened to the Spirit Mountain?" Luo Du, the elder, asked anxiously.

"The passage to the Spirit Mountain world has opened!"

The young monk finally managed to say it all in one breath.

All the branch temples of Spirit Mountain had already received the news, but Golden Buddha Mountain, due to Cold Sand Sect's assault, did not notice until someone reported it, and only then did Fu Hu find out.

"What! The passage to the Spirit Mountain world has opened?"

Even after tens of thousands of years of cultivation and composure, Fu Hu was agitated at this moment.

With the Spirit Mountain world's passage closed for eighty thousand years and Golden Buddha Mountain falling into such a state, hearing news of the passage reopening now excited him greatly.

"Absolutely true, without a word of falsehood!"

"Let's go! To the Spirit Mountain world!" At this moment, Fu Hu could no longer concern himself with Qinchuan and his group. He needed to head to Spirit Mountain immediately to request the Great Emperor powerhouses to take charge and restore the glory of Buddhism.

However, he did not know that the strong ones from Buddhism within the Spirit Mountain world had long perished, and his plan was doomed to fail.

The Heavenly Mountain Range spans east to west across Nanchi Continent, its vast length unknown. In the center of the Heavenly Mountain Range lies the entrance to the Spirit Dragon Holy Land.

Ye Xuanji and the others were steering their Flying Artifact, racing towards the Spirit Mountain Holy Land.

Having soared through the mountain ranges for countless miles, on this day, the group saw from afar at the end of the mountains wrapped in spiritual energy, there was a great mountain, majestic and unmatched, reaching into the clouds. Even from a great distance, it exerted an irresistible pressure.

As Qinchuan and the others drew closer, its grandeur and majesty became even more evident.

This mountain was so tall and vast that it seemed not so much a peak as a landmass that connected heaven and earth.

However, strangely enough, within the Heavenly Mountain Range, as far as the eye could see, everything was greenery, but the surroundings of this mountain range had become barren.

Not a blade of grass grew on it; black rocks were exposed, and the jagged cliffs were extremely treacherous.

Countless bands of black fog intertwined around the waist of the mountain, adding a bit of eeriness to the place.

"Spirit Dragon Holy Land!"

Ji Huo'er read out unconsciously upon seeing the ancient characters carved on the mountain.

"Fellow Daoists, you arrived quite early!" Just as Qinchuan and the others reached the foot of the mountain, a Magic Artifact sped over from a distance, and a hearty voice rang out.

Qinchuan fixed his gaze and saw that standing atop a Spirit Sword that shimmered with azure Divine Rainbow were three people.

The one standing in the center was a child around eleven or twelve years old, with a Cultivation Level of only the Nine Layers of the Meridian Opening Realm.

The two old men behind him exuded powerful Qi, evidently a Great Saint in the Late Stage and a Saint in the Late Stage, respectively.

"Could it be that you are fellow Daoists from the Xuanhuang Sect?"

The one speaking was the Late Stage Saint, a man with a rough face and a tall, sturdy figure, standing roughly eight feet tall on the Spirit Sword, worried that he might crush the Flying Sword under his weight.

After giving it some thought, Qinchuan realized that these disciples of the Heavenly Sword Gate mistook them for disciples from the Xuanhuang Sect who had come to enter Mount Sumeru.

Without revealing his true identity, he spoke in a deep voice, "So, you are disciples of the Heavenly Sword Gate. Mount Sumeru will not open for another half-month; have you not also arrived quite early?"

"Hahaha, coming early to prepare is never wrong, after all, the opportunities inside Mount Sumeru are rare and sought after!"

The Late Stage Saint replied with a hearty laugh.

No sooner had the Saint's voice faded when the Great Saint, skinny as kindling and with dry skin, suddenly spoke again.

"Fellow Daoists, may I have a look at your invitations?"

Being a Great Saint, he sensed something unusual about the aura of Qinchuan and the others.

Ji Huo'er and the rest were taken aback, not understanding what was meant by "invitations."

Ji Huo'er's momentary confusion flashed across her face, but it was keenly perceived by him.

"You are not from the Xuanhuang Sect; who are you to dare impersonate members of the Xuanhuang Sect and cause trouble at the Mount Sumeru gathering!"

The Great Saint from the Heavenly Sword Gate said with an icy expression and a sinister tone.

"I have never claimed to be from the Xuanhuang Sect; you've all been jumping to conclusions on your own,"

Qinchuan stood firm and spoke deliberately and slowly to the towering Saint, who resembled a small mountain.

The Saint, now realizing his assumption, said angrily, "Damn it, so you are a bunch of Loose Cultivators who dare to venture into the Spirit Dragon Holy Land recklessly!"

"This Spirit Dragon Holy Land is forbidden to Loose Cultivators. I advise you to leave the mountain quickly, or you will be endangering your lives," the Great Saint said sternly.

Although he appeared to be kindly advising Qinchuan and the others to descend the mountain, his words clearly conveyed a threat that he might take action to subdue them if they did not comply.

"I advise you to mind your own business. You go to your Mount Sumeru, and I'll go to my Spirit Dragon Holy Land; we won't interfere with each other,"

Qinchuan warned.