In a nameless small valley, five old men who were previously sitting with their eyes closed all opened them at the same time, sensing that the consciousness of the handsome young man was gradually returning to his body.
"This kid is about to wake up!" exclaimed Fire Raven Daoist, with a hint of nervousness flashing in his eyes.
Beside him, Xuanwu Elder also showed excitement, staying silent and waiting for the soon-to-wake-up handsome young man. The old man in the Eight Trigram Robe stood up and walked over, while the stooped old man's eyes were flickering, as if observing something.
As consciousness returned, the purple lightning surrounding the handsome young man gradually dimmed and subsided.
After a while, the handsome young man opened his eyes, a touch of purple radiance flickering within them.
"How many layers have you passed?" Fire Raven Daoist flashed to the side of the handsome young man and anxiously asked.
It seemed as if the young man hadn't heard Fire Raven Daoist's voice. He stood up, frowned slightly, and looked up at the void. At this moment, a faint celestial aura began to emanate from him; he had transcended the mortal realm and become a true wandering immortal after crossing the Heavenly Tribulation.
"What's wrong?" The old man in the Eight Trigram Robe walked over and inquired.
After a short silence, the handsome young man suddenly spoke, "Master, can I enter the Illusionary Nine Layers of Heaven again?"
"You can, but in your current state, it’s not suitable to enter. Plus, with your current cultivation, you can only stay at the entrance of the Ninth Layer." The old man in the Eight Trigram Robe nodded, not understanding why his disciple asked such a question, but patiently explained the reasons.
The Illusionary Nine Layers of Heaven is a world exclusive to wandering immortals. Only the consciousness of wandering immortals can descend into that world. After the first time, subsequent entries have specific requirements based on the individual's cultivation. For instance, a wandering immortal who has not crossed the Thunder Tribulation can only stay at the entrance of the Illusionary Nine Layers of Heaven, while one who has crossed it once can enter the Ninth Layer, and those who have crossed it twice can enter the Eighth Layer, and so on.
The handsome young man fell silent. In this moment, he kept recalling the last moment when his consciousness disintegrated, and he saw that blurry figure.
"Who is that person..."
"Kid, how many levels of tribulation have you already passed!" Fire Crow Taoist was a little impatient.
If it weren't for his imminent thunderous tribulation, Fire Crow Taoist would have slapped this kid to death.
The handsome young man regained his composure, looked at Fire Crow Taoist, and his eyes no longer showed the respect from before, but a somewhat equal attitude.
Becoming a wandering immortal, reaching the top in a single step! From this moment on, he was no longer the insignificant ant of the past, nor was he the little guy that this old fart could casually handle. He was a wandering immortal, a true wandering immortal!
"During the entrance to the fourth layer of the Void Sky, my consciousness could not hold on and collapsed."
"Your consciousness collapsed when entering the fourth layer? In other words, you've passed the fifth level of the Void Sky?" Xuanwu Old Taoist, who had not spoken all along, asked.
The young man nodded as a response.
The potential of the fifth layer was similar to the Floating Blue Sea of the Modao Sect.
Upon hearing this, Fire Crow Taoist and Xuanwu Old Taoist simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.
"Although unable to surpass the Floating Blue Sea, you also have a potential that is no less than his. It's commendable, but my Turtle Spirit Sect's great vengeance..." An expression of regret flashed across the face of the old man in the eight trigrams robe.
"Master, rest assured, given time, I will definitely surpass the Floating Blue Sea! At that time, I will carry the monument of my Turtle Spirit Sect and crush the Modao Sect!" As he spoke, a glimpse of murderous intent flashed in the young man's eyes.
Turtle Spirit Sect, a first-class sect that was destroyed by the Modao Sect eight hundred years ago!
Among the five wandering immortals in the valley, two were former wandering immortals of the Turtle Spirit Sect. The old man in the eight trigrams robe was the current head of the Turtle Spirit Sect, and the gray-clothed old man who had not spoken was his senior brother. As for the handsome young man, named Fan Xu, he was the disciple that the head of the Turtle Spirit Sect had promised to find.
The head of the Turtle Spirit Sect sighed and then took out a jade token from his bosom, handing it to Fan Xu. "This is the jade token of a wandering immortal. With this, you can freely enter and leave the mortal realm and the cultivation realm. Back then, Gu Yan, with the help of this token, brought you out from the mortal realm."
In the head of the Turtle Spirit Sect's heart, there was actually something unsaid.
That is, with equivalent talents, it is almost impossible to surpass the Floating Blue Sea. It must be noted that going to the Blue Sea meant the future of the Modao Sect. Supported by a major sect, it is extremely difficult for Fan Xu, with equivalent talents, to surpass it.
"What I have done is only for the sake of your tribulation pill, Turtle Spirit Sect's head..." the hunched old man said expressionlessly.
"Turtle Spirit friend, I've already found ten disciples for you. Seeing that the next heavenly tribulation is about to arrive, how about giving the tribulation pill to me first? After all, this kid also has the talent of the fifth level, and my Fire Crow soul should be of great help to him..." Fire Crow Taoist chimed in.
The nearby Xuanwu Old Taoist also secretly transmitted his voice, presumably inquiring about the tribulation pill.
The tribulation pill was refined by the ancestors of the Turtle Spirit Sect during its peak. It was said to have certain assistance for wandering immortals in crossing the thunder tribulation. Fire Crow Taoist, Xuanwu Old Taoist, and the hunched old man had all come for this tribulation pill.
The head of the Turtle Spirit Sect nodded to indicate understanding.
"The tribulation pill?" Fan Xu glanced at the few people, not asking much, but instead looked at the jade token, asking, "The token? Is it the kind of voucher that the sects bestow upon their disciples every ten years to enter the mortal realm?"
"Yes and no! The kind of token bestowed upon inner disciples for cultivating is a forgery made by some powerful cultivators. Holding that kind of token, the time spent in the mortal realm is also limited. But this kind of token is different. It is a token that only wandering immortals can possess. Even if others obtained it, it would be of no use," the head of the Turtle Spirit Sect explained.
"Why?" Fan Xu asked in confusion.
"Within this token, there is a small formation, a formation that only true wandering immortals can perceive," the head of the Turtle Spirit Sect pointed out with his hand.
A pale green light instantly shimmered on the token in his hand, and then a nearly illusory small formation flew out from the token.
Seeing this, Fan Xu released his own divine sense toward the small formation.
After crossing the tribulation, a cultivator's spirit sense would all transform into immortal sense. Fan Xu had already crossed the tribulation, so naturally, his spirit sense had also transformed into immortal sense.
"Has my master inscribed this formation?" Fan Xu quickly grasped the mystery after a moment of thought.
His ability to figure out its inner workings instantly brought a smile to the head of the Turtle Spirit Sect's face at last.
"That's right. The material of this token is just an ordinary piece of jade, but it becomes an identity token because of the formation within it," the head of the Turtle Spirit Sect explained, then handed the token to Fan Xu.
"Study it carefully, then find a piece of jade and inscribe your own token."
Identity tokens must be personally inscribed to be useful. Other tokens contain the aura of others, so even if acquired, they are useless. Of course, the tokens bestowed upon inner disciples are a different matter.
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Ding Yan sat cross-legged on top of a huge rock, his forehead covered in sweat.
The illusory Ninth Void Sky became increasingly difficult to enter as one ascended. Even when entering the fourth level, Ding Yan, who had the unnamed primal force to help, still felt a tearing sensation from the soul level. If not for the cool sensation that emerged each time he operated the Qiankun Dao Scripture, he might have suffered the same fate as the previous handsome youth, with his consciousness collapsing.
After barely breaking through the gateway of the Fourth Void Sky, a vortex appeared once again.
Ding Yan had a narrow escape at the last moment. He even used the unnamed power inside him to leave behind a flawed handprint, allowing him to burst out from the passage once more.
By now, Ding Yan had reached the Third Void Sky!
Having traversed seven layers of the Void Sky, even Ding Yan himself felt somewhat dazed.
"Fortunately, the vortex didn't continue appearing," Ding Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
If the vortex had continued appearing, Ding Yan was certain that the unnamed power within it would have crushed his consciousness, causing him to return to his physical body.
"If the power within me was a bit stronger, could I enter the Second Void Sky... or even the First Void Sky?" After resting for a while, Ding Yan suddenly had this thought in his mind.
An existence that passes through the Ninth Void Sky!
This was something that might not appear even in a hundred thousand years.