I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 835 Guidance
“Since Brother Ming can still sense the Dragon-Slaying Blood Curse, that makes things easier! I can mobilize elite troops to garrison the outskirts of West Gold Mountain, ready to be deployed at any time!”

"You can also immediately send orders back to Beixu Haifu to gather some elite troops to Xihai. That villain can't hide in Xijin Mountain forever. As long as he leaves Xijin Mountain, we can set up a great formation to trap and kill him!" Dui Che said.

Since taking over as the prefect of Jintinghai Prefecture, he has been keeping Xijinshan in check. Over time, he inevitably developed a sense of superiority, thinking that the ancient power of Xijinshan was nothing more than that.

However, since the Empress's return thousands of years ago, Xijinshan has abandoned its previous forbearance and low profile, becoming exceptionally powerful and successively reclaiming the territory that originally belonged to Xijinshan.

Now, the Empress completely disregarded him, the Lord of the Golden Court Sea Prefecture, and directly cleaved him in two with a single blow, forcing him to flee in a sorry state.

If the Empress were a Golden Immortal at the Returning Origin Realm, he naturally wouldn't dare to harbor the slightest resentment or unwillingness.

Unfortunately, the Empress is now only a late-stage Golden Immortal of the Ten Thousand Laws Realm, just like him, which inevitably makes Dui Che, who has always felt superior to Xijin Mountain, feel extremely humiliated.

Of course, having had that experience, even if Dui Che had the greatest courage, he wouldn't dare to enter the West Golden Mountain Sea again and challenge the Empress's authority.

But this did not prevent him from venting his anger and demonstrating his power as the prefect of the manor lord by killing Xia Daoming.

Of course, he also coveted the wealth that was already within his grasp.

“Brother Dui is absolutely right! We were too hasty before, and that wicked villain is truly cunning and has many tricks up his sleeve, which is why he was able to escape one after another. If we had deployed a large number of elite troops in advance and been waiting for the day, what difficulty would it have been to trap and kill him?” Mingmo’s eyes lit up, his gaze filled with deep hatred.

Ao Yuan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said nothing. He simply said goodbye and set off back to the West Sea Dragon Palace.

He was much older than Duiche and Mingmo, and had lived through the era when the Empress reigned supreme in the celestial realm.

Now that the Empress has personally intervened, he certainly doesn't want to get involved in this mess!
In Dui Che and Ming Mo's view, the Golden Turtle Clan was timid and fearful by nature, so they did not take Ao Yuan's departure to heart, but immediately began to mobilize troops.
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Above the sea where the battle had just taken place.

Looking at the distant West Golden Mountain, Xia Daoming saw the white tiger phantom raise its claw and unleash five blades that slashed down, causing Ao Yuan and his group to flee in panic. Xia Daoming was first greatly shocked, and then his heart became extremely heavy.

With such strength, if one were to truly attack him and insist on capturing him, even unleashing the Crimson Heavenly Emperor would be far from enough. Only by unleashing the Fire Phoenix Tree, the Purple Qi of the Purple Mansion, all the divine weapons, and the other Five Elements Great Dao at once would there be any hope of escaping.

Elder Bai Jun and the other two were initially shocked and surprised by what they saw, and then became apprehensive.

They knew the Empress's personality well and would never stoop to attacking Ao Yuan and his group.

Moreover, even if they were to be punished, with these ministers and subordinates around, there would be no need for the Empress to personally intervene.

The only explanation is that the Empress is enraged!

But why would an empress be angered by these people?
They couldn't figure it out, but that no longer mattered.

The important thing is that the Empress's anger is their dereliction of duty and fault!

"We have failed in our duty, Your Majesty, please punish us!" Bai Jun and the other two bowed to Xijin Mountain in a gesture of apology.

To their surprise, the Empress did not punish them. Instead, a silver rainbow streaked across the sky from West Golden Mountain and landed in front of the man who had just fought with Mingmo and the others, like a sky bridge spanning the sea.

Xia Daoming looked at the silver rainbow in front of him and understood perfectly what the other party meant.

But the other party was so far away, yet with a mere gesture, they had sent Ao Yuan and his five companions fleeing in disarray. If he went to the other party's lair, how could he possibly survive?

Thus, for the first time since arriving in the Immortal Realm, Xia Daoming hesitated.

"Greetings, fellow immortal!"

A cold, clear voice rang out at that moment.

"Then I shall respectfully accept your invitation and disturb the Empress!"

When Xia Daoming heard the clear, cold voice, his heart skipped a beat. He then bowed in the direction of West Golden Mountain and stepped onto Silver Rainbow with a calm and composed expression.

Just now, he suddenly understood.

His current overall combat strength, at best, is only at the level of Mingmo.

Someone like the Empress is currently on her territory. If she really wanted to harm him, she wouldn't need to go to such lengths!
As for why the Empress intervened to help him out of his predicament and invited him to Xijin Mountain, he was too lazy to guess now.

There's really no way to guess.

As soon as Xia Daoming stepped onto the silver rainbow, it receded, like a celestial river flowing backwards.

Watching Xia Daoming ride away on the rainbow, Bai Jun and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment.

They are increasingly unable to understand the Empress's actions.

Above the silver rainbow, radiance flowed beneath Xia Daoming's feet, and his figure was lifted by a gentle yet irresistible force, heading towards the vast Xijin Mountain that stretched across the heavens and earth.

Looking across the sea just now, I felt its imposing presence, like a mountain pressing down on the sea.

And now it truly draws near—

Only then did they realize what a true ancient power was; compared to it, Flame Phoenix Mountain was nothing but a small fry. In the distance, at the horizon, the once rolling sea was gradually replaced by a golden mountain range rising abruptly from the ground.

That was no ordinary mountain.

Instead, it is an ancient mountain range composed of countless sacred mountains, spanning countless miles. The mountains present a color of dark gold and silver, as if they have been eroded by endless years, yet remain immortal and indestructible.

Within the mountains, a vast energy flowed hidden.

Some peaks are like sharp swords piercing the sky, their sharpness fully revealed, as if they could cleave the heavens in two; others are calm and dignified, like ancient mythical beasts lying in wait, their aura deep and unfathomable.

Golden veins of energy, like the meridians of the earth, flowed slowly through the mountains, sometimes transforming into clouds and sometimes condensing into bands of light, connecting the entire mountain region into one.

Further away, high in the sky.

One after another, the floating fairy islands appeared and disappeared, some supported by auspicious clouds, others shrouded in divine light. Palaces stood on them, and the aura of immortals was like mist. The phantom of a white tiger could be vaguely seen wandering among the clouds, overlooking the four directions.

Occasionally, streaks of light would flash by, each carrying an extraordinary aura.

Furthermore, flocks of mythical birds, with golden feathers and clear, melodious calls, soar between the mountains and the sea.

Xia Daoming even sensed an incomparably ancient and powerful aura, the same aura he had felt in the fragmented world of the primordial world.

"This West Golden Mountain is a land that has been preserved and passed down since the primordial era!"

"Xijin Mountain is an ancient, primordial force!"

"Could this West Golden Mountain be the ancestral home of the divine beast White Tiger! This clan is the direct lineage of the White Tiger's progenitor!"

Xia Daoming was greatly shocked, and then a sense of awe involuntarily arose in his heart.

In the ancient primordial era, the divine beast White Tiger Ancestor was in charge of slaughter and was a Golden Immortal who returned to the origin, on par with the Fire Ancestor Zhurong. He was also one of the small group of Golden Immortals who returned to the origin and were closest to attaining the Great Luo Immortal Venerable in that era.

The silver rainbow continued.

The deeper you go, the more condensed the Qi becomes.

Finally, the silver rainbow slowly rose, pointing directly to the core of the mountain region.

There—

A solitary peak, rising abruptly into the sky.

The peak has an almost platinum-like color, and its surface is as smooth as a mirror, yet it also has ancient patterns flowing through it, as if they were naturally formed Taoist patterns.

At the summit, a sea of ​​clouds surrounds the peak.

And in the sea of ​​clouds—

A magnificent hall stands there.

This peak is named "Tai Geng Di Yue".

That is the central hub of Xijin Mountain, the place where the fortune of the entire mountain region converges.

The name of that main hall is very simple and ancient.

White Tiger Palace!
The entire hall seemed to be carved from a single piece of divine gold, with a faint white-gold glow flowing throughout. Its eaves were high and sharp, like blades pointing straight to the sky.

The square in front of the palace is paved with a whole sheet of mirror-like jade stone, on which Dao patterns are faintly visible, each pattern connected to the Qi of the entire West Golden Mountain.

Ancient stone pillars stand all around, with white tiger totems carved on them.

Those white tigers faintly exuded primal power, as if they could be reborn and break through the pillar at any moment.

Higher up, an enormous phantom of a white tiger loomed above the palace, appearing and disappearing in the distance.

The phantom was not ostentatious, but it possessed a majestic aura that looked down upon all living beings and suppressed the heavens and earth.

The silver rainbow slowly descended.

It finally stopped before reaching the square.

At this moment, all vital energy seemed to have settled into stillness.

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)