Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 749 The Secret of the Colorless Heaven
Lingxiao Realm, the ancient dragon tomb.

Tens of thousands of years ago, this was the habitat of the Azure Dragon God, and magnificent buildings stood between heaven and earth.

However, now it is in ruins, with bricks scattered everywhere and stone pillars lying on the ground. The former grandeur has long disappeared. The ancient reliefs on the stone pillars are still discernible, but have been blurred by the erosion of time. The once vivid pictures are now only traces of decay.

Occasionally, broken dragon bones can be seen lying among the ruins, some embedded in the ground, some leaning against the broken walls. Those huge bones emit a cold white light, as if the dragon's might, which has not completely dissipated, is still warning the world.

Tai Shang Haotian was surrounded by golden light, like a scorching sun, walking alone in this ancient dragon tomb.

Previously, among the many forces in the Lingxiao Realm, he only chose to target the dragon clan.

This is not only because the dragon clan has some unknown little thoughts hidden, but also because he has long coveted this mysterious cemetery and intended to take it for himself.

According to legend, the Azure Dragon God, as the first dragon between heaven and earth, never truly died.

After shedding its body, it integrated its spirit and soul into the great way of heaven and earth and coexisted with the world.

However, Taishang Haotian believed that this legend was not true.

He had studied countless ancient books and visited many relics left by the Blue Dragon God.

In his opinion, the Azure Dragon God did not transform into the Great Dao as the legend said, but transcended this world and entered a more mysterious realm beyond the ninth realm.

Not long ago, Jiang Zhaoyue was imprisoned in a cell on the floating island of the Heavenly Palace. She was surrounded by a milky white mist, emitting a vast and ancient mysterious aura, and she actually broke his Dao domain with this power.

In Taishang Haotian's perception, this power is completely different from the current power system of Lingxiao Realm, as if it came from another dimension.

That scene undoubtedly further confirmed his guess.

He was certain that there was a huge secret hidden in the body of the Azure Dragon God, and this ancient dragon tomb was the key to unlocking this secret.

If he could see through the secret and step into that mysterious realm that transcends the mundane, then neither the Xuandan Tianzun of the ninth realm nor the cunning Ziwei would be able to compete with him.

At that time, he will be above all living beings and control the true supreme power in the universe.

Tai Shang Haotian thought as he continued to move slowly among the ruins.

Golden light rippled around his figure, dispelling the mist that enveloped the dragon tomb. His eyes were deep, scanning every dilapidated ruin along the way, as if he was looking for some key clues.

Soon, he came to a huge incomplete monument.

This stele has been severely eroded by the years, with deep cracks all over the body. The text and patterns on the surface are mostly blurred. Only a few vaguely visible hovering dragon reliefs exude a faint and ancient pressure.

He stopped and stared at the remaining parts of the monument.

The runes engraved on it did not belong to any existing system in the Lingxiao Realm, but were a more obscure and profound symbol.

When Tai Shang Haotian stared at them, the runes seemed to suddenly become three-dimensional, and trembled slightly, and flew into his mind like countless tiny mosquitoes, making a low buzzing sound, which made his mind dizzy, as if his entire consciousness was pulled into some unknown realm.

A rare smile suddenly appeared on Tai Shang Haotian's face, which was always as cold as ice.

He stretched out his hand and gently pressed his palm on the giant monument.

Golden light flowed out from his palm like a blazing stream, slowly seeping into the stone tablet. The remaining runes on the monument seemed to sense something, and flickered with a dark golden glow.

Seeing the stone tablet react, Tai Shang Haotian's eyes darkened, and he increased his strength without hesitation, continuously pouring more true energy with the power of the Tao into it.

Suddenly, the giant monument shook.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force suddenly surged out from the monument, like an invisible chain, instantly grabbing Tai Shang Haotian's soul and pulling him violently.

His vision immediately became blurred, and the space around him seemed to be torn apart by some invisible force and collapsed.

The surrounding bricks, broken columns, keels... first the shapes were distorted, then the texture disappeared, and finally even the existence itself seemed to be gradually dissolved. At some point, he had been brought into a strange and unknown void.

Everything here is full of chaos, obscurity and abstraction, and it is difficult to describe it in any language.

Tai Shang Haotian clearly felt that a large amount of information was like a raging tsunami, madly impacting his mind.

Even though he was close to the threshold of the ninth realm, he still felt a headache and his consciousness was shaky, as if it would collapse at any time.

It took him a long time to gradually adapt to this strange environment. Afterwards, he did not hesitate to use all his mental strength to analyze the chaotic and unknown scenes in front of him, trying to find a clue to understand.

He could clearly feel that his spiritual power was being consumed at an alarming rate.

After an unknown amount of time, the scene before his eyes changed slightly.

In the originally chaotic void, some vague outlines vaguely emerged.

Tai Shang Haotian looked carefully and roughly recognized that it was a mountain towering into the clouds, with steep cliffs that looked as if they were carved by a knife or an axe.

"This mountain looks familiar..." he thought to himself, but inexplicably he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

With the idea of ​​experimenting, he gathered a wisp of true energy, lightly tapped his fingertips, and swung it into the air, carving a vigorous word "Hao" on the cliff.

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As soon as the words were written, Tai Shang Hao Tian felt that his spiritual strength was exhausted.

His mind was in a trance, and the chaotic abstract world collapsed, layer by layer breaking apart like mirror fragments.

His consciousness suddenly returned to reality, but he was too weak to support his body. He staggered and fell heavily beside the huge monument.

As a strong man at the peak of the eighth realm, his usual calmness and sternness were gone at this moment. His chest rose and fell violently, cold sweat soaked his whole body like rain, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

His thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, layered and impossible to sort out, yet they were also like millions of strings being plucked at the same time, making a harsh buzzing sound.

These sounds interweave and blend into a magnificent and frenetic melody.

In this chaotic symphony, countless fragmented pieces of information gathered like points of light, and finally condensed into three words, which were deeply engraved in the depths of his mind.

"Colorless Heaven."

"Wuseless Heaven, what does this mean?" Taishang Haotian frowned slightly and thought, "Is it referring to the extremely chaotic spiritual world I just left?
"After transcending from the Lingxiao Realm, did the Azure Dragon God go to this 'Colorless Heaven'?"

Tai Shang Hao Tian leaned against the stele, closed his eyes, rested, and adjusted his breathing to recover.

As time went by, his spiritual power gradually replenished and his tired body regained strength.

After a long time, he slowly stood up, took one last look at the desolate and dilapidated ancient dragon tomb, then turned and left.

He thought to himself: When I have made further progress in my cultivation, I will definitely come here again to unlock the secret of the "Colorless Heaven".

Just as I stepped out of the border of the Dragon Tomb, a swift figure cut through the sky in the distance and arrived in an instant.

The man landed steadily and respectfully bowed to Taishang Haotian: "Your subordinate Tong Changfeng pays homage to the Emperor!"

Taishang Haotian's eyes fell on this "divine general" and he said calmly, "During the time I was in the Ancient Dragon Tomb, did anything important happen in the Lingxiao Realm?"

Tong Changfeng nodded slightly and answered respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Saint Lady has broken through the fourth realm. The Palace Master of Bixia Palace, Ye Yuping, recently personally took her to Haotian Peak to comprehend the stone carvings on the 'Haotian Cliff'."

"Haotian Peak? Haotian Cliff? What is that place?" Tai Shang Haotian felt a little strange.

As the supreme ruler of Lingxiao Realm for thousands of years, he knows the mountains, rivers and landforms of this world like the back of his hand.

But in his memory, he had never heard of any place called "Haotian Peak" or "Haotian Cliff" in Lingxiao Realm.