Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting from Immortal Martial Arts

The night watchman had just struck the third watch, and the underground chambers of the Ningguo Mansion were filled with figures.

Jia Tang stood with his hands behind his back in front of the Five Banners, protected by the four great generals. The five great masters and Wang Dazhuang were one step behind, and behind them were the Golden Fire Double Tiger Guards.

Everyone was fully armed, their faces indifferent, their brows and eyes cold, and their pupils filled with an astonishing killing intent.

Jia Tang first waved his hand to activate the formation, and a five-colored barrier emerged from the ground and began to spread outward until it enveloped the two mansions.

Then, under the expectant gazes of the crowd, he conjured the tiger tally in mid-air. With a thought, the golden eyes of the tiger tally shot out two beams of black and white light, which intertwined in the void in front of him to form a dazzling point of light.

The light spot emitted inexplicable fluctuations, like the beating of a heart, slowly spreading its own halo and gradually condensing into a vortex domain gate that was four zhang wide and three zhang long.

The center of the gate was a mix of gold and red, emitting a dim light, and surrounded by countless starlight, resembling a miniature of the vast starry sky.

Magnificent and mysterious!

With a wave of his hand, Jia Tang sent Wang Dazhuang, who had just broken through to the second level, leading one Outer Gang, two Inner Gang, and a team of Golden Tiger Guards slowly toward the Gate of Boundaries.

As the group drew closer, their figures distorted uncontrollably, and starlight slowly spread from them, enveloping their martial spirits before disappearing into the secret chamber.

A stick of incense,

A cup of tea,

A quarter of an hour,

Half an hour later, the gate to the realm once again emitted a series of obvious fluctuations, as if something was trying to squeeze out from it.

Afterwards, Wang Zhuang's figure, after passing through the rotating boundary gate, returned to reality, revealing his square face filled with ecstatic joy.

Wang Zhuang held a broken, rotten wooden stick in his hand, which smelled musty. He lowered his voice and said excitedly, "General, there is no danger. It's just that you will feel the same dizziness when you go through the secret realm door. Inside is an unknown dynasty with relatively chaotic order."

"We found ourselves in a dilapidated temple in a city slum. This wooden stick is from the temple and is perfect for us to hide in."

"There is a special kind of energy in the air above this secret realm. Brothers, you can meditate and cultivate here."

"Furthermore, the brothers felt very relaxed as soon as they arrived, and those at the Inner Strength Realm could even take to the air without using the Qi Control technique!"

Upon hearing this, the people around him showed expressions of fervor. The most obvious meaning of these words was twofold.

It can be cultivated; the inner energy can allow one to fly!

Leaping through the air with Qi is not the same as flying. Even external Qi can only be used to fly. To fly, one must be at least at the late stage of the first level and have perfect Qi!

The deeper meaning here may not be understood by everyone, but they also know that the rules in this secret realm may be different from those in the main world.

Unlike them, Jia Tang, having experienced an information overload, felt reassured. He nodded slightly and, meeting everyone's gaze, ordered, "Enter!"

After saying that, he took the lead and went in, followed by the crowd who lined up and neatly disappeared inside.

Just after Jia Tang and his group went inside, the gate to the realm vanished in an instant. At that moment, a blazing sun suddenly appeared beside the full moon high in the night sky outside.

The brilliant sun peeks out, and the darkness descends, casting long, intense rays of sunlight.

Between the two, the power of Yin and Yang flowed, and streams of rich, jade-silk-like imperial liquid emerged one after another, swirling around the sun and moon, and slowly spreading outwards to the four directions of the starry sky.

The black and white sky resembled a fine drizzle, with waves of primordial energy surging towards all living beings, blessing plants, trees, mountains, and rivers, and causing ancient secret realms to emerge one after another.

Beyond the world, the boundless starry sky is dotted with countless stars, their vital energy both dense and dispersed.

Two continents, one to the north and one to the south, were encased in a light shield, resembling chicken eggs. As if being held by an invisible hand, with a dazzling stream of light at their tails, they sped toward Huayang Realm, unstoppable, destroying countless large stars along their path.

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On the other side, after a dizzying spin, Jia Tang found himself in a dilapidated temple, surrounded by a group of Golden Tiger Guards with solemn expressions.

Coming to my senses, I took a few steps forward and slowly surveyed my surroundings.

The temple roof had several large holes, and the decaying tips of the rotten crossbeams were exposed. Inside, a broken statue lay collapsed on the ground, covered with a thick layer of dust. Dense cobwebs covered the surrounding area, and a damp, musty smell filled the air.

This was Jia Tang's first impression of a temple that had been in disrepair for a long time.

Jia Tang turned to look behind him, and an ancient light gate appeared on the yellowish-brown earthen wall, from which Tiger Guards in full armor continuously poured out.

So that's how it is. The gate to the realm requires a medium to begin?

Earthen walls? Is it always the same, or is it a random selection?

After Jia Tang and the others all walked out of the boundary gate, they took out the Tiger Fiend Flag, put it to their lips, and called out softly, but no one responded for a long time.

It seems that this Tiger Demon Banner cannot connect the world or transmit messages.

Indeed, if this power were to prevail, it's uncertain whether the Zhao dynasty would still be surnamed Chen.

He then released his divine sense to explore the outside world, and in an instant, he was able to see all kinds of colorful 'primordial energy' in the world, although the colors were slightly grayish-brown.

Furthermore, one could see nodes radiating white light, intersecting with each other between heaven and earth, forming a chessboard that seemed to cover the entire universe.

With a thought, Jia Tang quietly absorbed a wisp of five-colored spiritual energy into his body. Upon careful contemplation, he discovered that this spiritual energy was highly beneficial to the soul, but had a slightly smaller effect on the physical body.

No wonder the world of immortals is called spiritual energy; it mainly focuses on the soul.

As spiritual energy entered and refined the body, a sense of ease burst forth from the depths of the martial body, no longer the feeling of being mired in the mud as in the main world.

Jia Tang's martial arts patterns stirred slightly, and a gigantic tiger-shaped beast, barely visible, quietly materialized above the temple, growing to ten zhang, twenty zhang, thirty zhang...

It wasn't until he was nearly a hundred feet tall that he felt a clear sense of constraint.

"Their strength hasn't decreased; on the contrary, it's increased. Is this a difference caused by their different world rankings?"

"Do cultivators from higher-level worlds have higher cultivation paths and higher-quality spiritual energy compared to cultivators from lower-level worlds?"

Jia Tang pondered for a moment, then continued to spread his divine sense around him. He saw a hazy mist filling the sky, and round paper money flying everywhere in the city ahead. Coffins were laid out in abundance, and the streets were filled with fierce-looking warriors carrying knives and guns, walking along the muddy roads with wanted posters in their hands, their greedy eyes constantly scanning the passersby.

A strange sense of familiarity washed over him, and it wasn't until Jia Tang's consciousness overheard the conversation of the passersby that he realized where he had arrived.

"Alas, with the chaos of war in recent years, and the imperial court constantly increasing the poll tax, how can we possibly pay it?"

"Ever since this county magistrate came to our Guobei County, the taxes have been getting higher and higher, practically driving people to their deaths."

"Damn it, if you push me too far, I'll become a bounty hunter too. It's better than dying a pathetic death like this."