The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 461 The King of Chu Has a Dream, the Goddess Has a Heart

As the clouds rose higher, the stars became clearer, but the wind grew even stronger.

A moment later, Zhao Ti began to use his internal energy to resist the attack, while Wang Yuyan also circulated her magic to fight against the force of the gale.

At this moment, the stars appear as large as plates, clearly not the size they were when viewed from below. From below, they appear as tiny sparks, but now they seem extremely close, as if we are about to reach their vicinity.

Sure enough, something was wrong. Zhao Ti confirmed it again in his mind. Normally, the stars should be countless miles away, and there should be no such big difference.

Such a stark contrast proves that the stars are not that far away at all, and are not the same as normal celestial bodies.

If that's the case, then what kind of star are we seeing now?

"Your Highness, the stars have become so big!" Wang Yuyan exclaimed. "Can we fly up to them?"

"I'm afraid it's impossible..." Zhao Ti shook his head, recalling the boundless light and immense pressure emanating from the stars when he approached last time, making it difficult for anyone to get close.

“This star is unusual; you’ll see when you get closer,” Zhao Ti said, flying toward a star directly in front of him.

As they drew closer, the same thing happened again: the star suddenly emitted a bright light, shooting down towards the clouds. The pressure around them increased sharply, and Wang Yuyan couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Zhao Ti reached out and pulled him into his arms, saying softly, "Let's work together to resist."

Wang Yuyan nodded, and the two immediately combined their magical power, instantly reducing the pressure on them.

Zhao Ti carefully flew upwards, and the star gradually grew larger again. After a while, it had grown from the size of a CD to the size of a house, getting much closer than when he flew there last time.

As time passed, even with their combined magical power, the two were struggling to resist. Wang Yuyan trembled in Zhao Ti's arms, her face deathly pale.

Looking at the massive star above, which was already as tall as a mountain and seemed to be within reach soon, Zhao Ti said with a wry smile, "The pressure is just too great. I may not be hurt if we go any further, but I'm afraid you, Yan'er, won't be able to handle it."

Although Wang Yuyan's body trembled, her eyes remained fixed on the area around the large star. The star was brilliant, but it emitted a cold light instead of heat, making the surrounding scenery blurry and vague, like a vast void. Yet, it also seemed to conceal some mysterious patterns that were wandering and flowing within it.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment. Let's stop here for a bit," Wang Yuyan suddenly said, her expression somewhat puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ti stopped his cloud-like movements and looked at the other person, asking, "Yan'er, have you discovered something?"

Wang Yuyan nodded, her expression puzzled and surprised: "I feel like I've seen this scene somewhere before, especially since the area around this star is different from the normal sky. I'm sure I've seen it before... but I can't remember where."

"Have we met before?" Zhao Ti raised an eyebrow, pondering for a moment. "Could it be in a dream, a dream from a past life where we met?"

"In a dream?" Wang Yuyan thought for a moment: "I haven't forgotten what happened in the dream, but it wasn't in a dream... but it doesn't seem like something I saw in this life. Could it be something I saw in my previous life, something I didn't do in the dream?"

"Things you didn't accomplish in your dream..." Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes: "So, Yan'er, you were familiar with this scene in your past life, but you didn't dream of it, you only had a feeling..."

"It's just a feeling, but I'm sure I'm not wrong!" Wang Yuyan shook her head and said, "This feeling is very strong, it's like, it's like facing some kind of treasure I've known before..."

"A treasure?" Zhao Ti stared at Da Xing, pondering for a moment.

“Your Highness, it’s not these stars,” Wang Yuyan said. “It seems to be… this void, this entire sky… all of it is unfamiliar.”

"The entire sky?" Zhao Ti asked in surprise. "Does Yan'er mean that this entire starry sky is some kind of treasure? Did you see it in your previous life?"

Wang Yuyan nodded vigorously: "Your Highness, that's exactly the feeling. The stars are just decorations; the space behind the stars is the real treasure."

Zhao Ti frowned. According to his previous thinking, after the stars there should be spatial turbulence and near-nothingness. By finding a node in it, one could enter the surface world. How could it be a treasure?

The other party said that the entire sky, including the stars that adorn it, is this treasure. How big must this treasure be?
Doesn't this cover the entire area above the Inner World? How could there be such a huge treasure in the world?
"Yan'er, you say you are familiar with this treasure, but according to you, this treasure almost covers this entire world. Did your previous life... that world have such a large treasure?"

“I don’t know…” Wang Yuyan frowned. “Your Highness, there’s no mistake. I am indeed familiar with it, and in my mind it is a treasure, but it seems that I do not own it. I only know that I have seen such a treasure before, but I really can’t remember anything else.”

Zhao Ti seemed to be deep in thought. What kind of treasure could it be? If Wang Yuyan's feeling was correct, it must be a treasure from the Pangu Universe's Investiture of the Gods world. But why had she never heard of something so big?
He recalled all the magical artifacts and treasures in the Investiture of the Gods, but after thinking it over, he couldn't find anything so enormous that it could cover the entire sky.

"Your Highness, let's go back..." Wang Yuyan said in his arms, "If we really can't remember, it's better to go back and think about it slowly than to rely on our magic to hold on now."

Zhao Ti nodded: "At this moment, my cultivation is still too shallow, so I can't get too close. If I had the power of a third-level Heavenly Immortal in the Dao Palace, I could get close enough to see what's behind that big star."

As he spoke, he began to descend on the clouds, but at an even greater speed than when he came up, much like climbing a mountain or a building. He quickly moved away from the violent gale, and in just a dozen breaths, the star returned to the size of the disc he had seen before.

At this moment, the pressure from all around is almost imperceptible, and there is no need to exert any internal energy; the body, through cultivation alone, can neutralize it on its own.

Zhao Ti slowly urged the clouds eastward. After a while, from his vantage point, he could see the distant sea. The moon was as bright as a mirror, and the sea seemed to merge with the horizon, creating a deep and beautiful landscape that made it hard to look away.

Wang Yuyan was still in Zhao Ti's arms, her body was a little hot, she held Zhao Ti's hand with one hand, buried her head in his chest, and looked into the distance with a hazy and dreamy gaze.

Zhao Ti hugged her tighter, and she couldn't help but look up, murmuring, "Your Highness..."

Zhao Ti went to look and saw that the woman in his arms was as beautiful as jade, as lovely as a fairy, and her breath was as fragrant as orchids. He couldn't help but lower his head, and his heart was stirred.

Wang Yuyan lightly tiptoed on the cloud, feeling her body go weak, as if she were about to turn into water.

After a long while, the two finally couldn't help themselves and loosened their clothes, which were then concealed by the clouds in the sky.

"Your Highness, I..." Wang Yuyan's cheeks were flushed, her eyelashes trembled, and her voice was almost inaudible.

“Yan’er…” Zhao Ti took a deep breath, feeling that he could no longer control himself. “Your Highness, ah…” Wang Yuyan’s body trembled violently, she whimpered and closed her beautiful eyes tightly.

Zhao Ti lowered his head again, the gentle fragrance and soft jade in his arms; the King of Chu dreamt of her, the goddess held him in her heart; she was the morning cloud at dawn and the evening rain at dusk…

The moon and stars shone brightly in the sky. After an unknown amount of time, a faint white light appeared on the horizon, followed by the appearance of golden dawn.

The two rode the clouds back to the main camp. Wang Yuyan held Zhao Ti's hand tightly, her cheeks still flushed, her eyes lowered, looking like a young girl.

After returning to camp and resting for a while, Zhao Ti summoned Lin Lingsu, the carefree young master of Murong Longcheng, and then raised his tent to inquire about the preparations of the generals. Half an hour later, the army set off in a grand procession, heading straight for the Zhuxian Sword Formation south of Yanjing City.

Before long, they arrived at the front half a mile of the formation. Over the past few days, the sword formation had become even more powerful. The black smoke had completely blocked the city of Yanjing, and sword energy crisscrossed within, with phantom images of precious swords appearing from time to time.

Based on previous assessments, the four original immortal swords may no longer exist, and must be four imitation swords. Otherwise, if only one of them still exists, there would be no need to set up any sword formation. Just having someone with magical power wield it would make them invincible in the world, capable of killing gods and Buddhas alike.

However, Zhao Ti later recalled the events in the snowy mountains of the southwest. The Shambhala Buddhist Kingdom was opened, and the Kunlun Palaces came to kill. Tongtian's other secondary soul, riding the illusory image of Biyou Palace and his natal magic weapon Qingping Sword, fought a great battle against the Buddhist Kingdom.

Although the Qingping Sword is badly damaged and mostly broken, it is still the original sword. So it's hard to say whether all four swords of Zhuxian are destroyed. There may still be some fragments left, but its power has definitely been greatly reduced and it is no longer a threat.

Otherwise, even if only one percent of its power remained, having the Kui Niu wield it would be more useful than this weakened version of the sword formation.

As for the Immortal Execution Sword Diagram, it should have been completely destroyed and was a later creation. Otherwise, the sword formation before us would not be like this at all; it would probably be so vast that it blots out the sky, with sword energy stretching for three hundred miles and soaring straight into the heavens.

He discussed with Murong Longcheng and the others the need to take precautions. If four swords were to remain, although their power would be far less than it was back then, and they might not even be able to harm a Celestial Immortal, their cultivation levels were indeed too low, and they should be careful not to be injured by them.

After observing the situation for a while, the four of them headed towards the four gates as previously agreed, with the main army slowly following behind.

The four swords of the sword formation are hung in different directions: the Zhuxian Sword hangs above the Zhuxian Gate in the due east, the Luxian Sword hangs above the Luxian Gate in the due west, the Xianxian Sword hangs above the Xianxian Gate in the due south, and the Juexian Sword hangs above the Juexian Gate in the due north.

At this moment, Zhao Ti, carrying the white jade unicorn, headed straight for the Zhuxian Gate in the east, while Xiaoyaozi went to the Luxian Gate in the west, Murong Longcheng went to the Juexian Gate in the north, and Lin Lingsu went directly to the Luxian Gate in the south.

This arrangement was carefully considered. He and Xiaoyaozi were the most skilled, so they chose the two sects with the greatest killing power. Moreover, separating the two would allow them to take care of each other, keeping an eye on Murong Longcheng and Lin Lingsu. If there was any danger, they could help nearby without causing any major losses.

As the four approached, the army pressed forward from behind. A loud buzzing sound came from within the sword formation, and a murderous aura could be seen rising into the sky. Sword light swirled and sword shadows darted through the black mist. It was unknown how many precious swords were hidden within this sword formation.

The main force surged forward and fired steel arrows into the formation. A "crackling" sound was heard, as if the arrows were being shredded, having no effect on the formation.

Then the soldiers pushed the crossbows onto the platform, and all the crossbows, including the eight-ox crossbows, double-bow crossbows, and gun crossbows, were fired, but they were like mud oxen sinking into the sea, without making a ripple.

Zhao Ti observed for a few moments, then gestured behind him before saying to Murong Longcheng and the other two, "Senior brothers, let's go. Remember to be careful. Regardless of whether you break the formation or not, never hurt yourselves."

The three nodded and went their separate ways. Zhao Ti rode the white jade unicorn to the east gate of the sword formation.

At this moment, one could see that the east gate was shrouded in black mist, with a bluish-green light shining inside, and it was unknown what was inside.

The white jade unicorn opened its mouth and spat out a foot-long brush that shimmered with white light. It landed on the array gate, and the black mist immediately stopped. The blue light inside also became stable, and it looked like a path of light.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation exists based on the formation diagram. Once you enter the formation, you are actually inside the formation diagram.

But to break the formation, one must enter. Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes, and without hesitation, urged the Qilin to rush forward.

As soon as they stepped into the array gate, a sword's cry rang out from the gate, and the white light brush trembled violently, as if it were no match for the sword energy. The white jade unicorn hurriedly opened its mouth and spat out another large sheet of paper to support the white light brush.

But the sword energy hissed and sizzled as it shot out, as if it would soon pierce through the large sheet of paper.

Zhao Ti looked up and, according to his memory, the four swords were not hanging on the door, but on the four sides of the Zhuxian Sword Gate at the center of the formation. The sword energy here was drawn by the Zhuxian Sword on the gate.

He raised his arm and pointed at the door. A golden light shot out, and one of the nine dragons appeared, immediately intertwining with the sword energy on the door. The large brush and the Xuan paper worked together to suppress the sword energy.

Then, stepping onto the path of light, all that could be seen ahead was a blur, and the direction could not be discerned. Countless swords flew and moved through the void above, which turned out to be sword energy, not physical objects.

After a moment's thought, Zhao Ti tossed out a handful of yellow paper talismans, which immediately transformed into hundreds of Yellow Turban Warriors who cleared the way for them.

But the sword energy was so sharp that not long after they went out, all the Yellow Turban warriors were shattered and returned to their original forms, falling to the ground piece by piece.

Zhao Ti frowned, then tossed out a handful of golden beans, which transformed into several golden-armored soldiers who, wielding weapons, continued forward with their heads held high.

This is no ordinary bean-to-soldiers spell. Ordinary bean-to-soldiers spells use beans to cast the spell, but these golden bean-to-soldiers are countless times tougher than those made from ordinary beans, far surpassing them in both attack and defense.

As sword energy slashed downwards from the sky, the golden-armored soldiers brandished their weapons to defend themselves, creating a continuous clanging sound of metal clashing against metal.

After walking for a while, Zhao Ti found it too slow and unleashed thirty-six thunderbolts upwards. The thunder roared and immediately dispersed the sword energy.

But after only a few breaths, the sword energy gathered again and continued to slash fiercely downwards.

Zhao Ti snorted coldly, his hands unleashing a barrage of lightning spells, creating a deafening roar as he fought his way through.

About fifteen minutes later, the sky was shrouded in mist and clouds, and the sword energy became increasingly dense. The white jade unicorn spewed white light from its mouth, and various scholar's treasures appeared, rushing into the sky to resist the thousands of sword energies that slay immortals.

After a while, the path of light gradually came to an end, and a tall and magnificent sword tower appeared faintly in the distance...

(End of this chapter)