Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

That thing doesn't look like a cloud.

It was a palace.

A palace floating in the sky?

Ye Yuchan shuddered and quickly focused her spiritual energy into her eyes, carefully examining the true form of the thing in the sky.

Could it be that those guys from Blue Feather Heavenly Palace felt that Yun Ping's messy Emperor Wen's original calligraphy wasn't good enough, so they brought the damaged Blue Feather Heavenly Palace here to demand compensation?

With this thought in mind, Ye Yuchan held her breath and looked up at the sky.

however.

What appeared before their eyes was an unexpected sight.

It was indeed a palace, but it was not the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

Covered in a layer of pitch-black demonic mist, it was difficult for ordinary eyes to see its internal outline. However, Ye Yuchan could see it clearly. Her bright eyes were a product of the highest level, so she was able to see the appearance of the palace.

Gorgeous, yet chilling.

The palace was pitch black, surrounded by strange furnaces. Instead of heat, the furnaces emitted demonic energy. The entire palace was so enormous that it could occupy most of the field of vision. Even a small part of it could crush the entire Cloud Heaven Academy.

Like a colossal magical beast, it descended from the sky, its wings formed by the surrounding magical mist.

It was so enormous it was suffocating; just looking at it from below made Ye Yuchan feel breathless.

The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

The headquarters of the Demon Dynasty.

"This……"

Ye Yuchan stared in disbelief, her mouth agape. She never imagined that the Demon Dynasty would come not just with people, but with their families as well!

"What's wrong? Are you scared already?"

Suddenly, Yunping's voice came to my ears.

Ye Yuchan turned around abruptly, almost instinctively slapping her old rogue.

Fortunately, Yun Ping reacted quickly, grabbing Ye Yuchan's wrist with his other hand. He looked helpless, glanced at the huge Wanmo Palace, and said indifferently, "They came quite quickly, though. It seems they were in a hurry too."

"How could they..."

Before Ye Yuchan could finish expressing her feelings about the Demon Dynasty, she felt a strange wind coming from behind her.

Although it couldn't be called a demonic wind, it still made Ye Yuchan feel particularly uncomfortable.

Looking back, she saw sixteen mountain peaks suspended in the air, carried by an indescribable wind, flying all the way from the east.

Each mountain peak was enveloped in a radiant glow, which was not the brilliance of the mountain itself, but rather the aura emanating from the people on the mountain.

That was an aura of power.

The mountain peaks floated down, and all the wild beasts below knelt down in reverence, as if paying homage to the master of all things. Even the magical beasts scattered throughout the Extreme Heaven Domain were powerless against this oppressive force.

The sixteen peaks of Xiandu.

Demon Dynasty Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

One is located in the Desolate Heaven Domain, and the other is located in the Kun Heaven Domain. At this moment, they have gathered here for the sake of the Cloud Heaven Academy, gathered in this Extreme Heaven One Hong.

They practically moved their entire home out, even setting up their front door right in front of Yuntian Academy!

Although the speed was not fast, and it was estimated that it would take some time to reach this place, the oppressive force was already enough to suffocate people. If they really arrived here... Ye Yuchan didn't know what would happen.

Moreover, there's the Immortal Slaughtering Formation and the Three Pure Ones Sword...

"Holy crap..."

Ye Yuchan almost couldn't help but swear, because the scene before her eyes was truly too shocking.

If it were an ordinary sect taking flight, that would be one thing...

The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons and the Sixteen Peaks have crossed a celestial realm to reach this place, and they are still floating in the sky right now!

“You old rogue, this…” Ye Yuchan stared blankly at Yun Ping.

The old rogue glanced at her with a smile, then produced a bottle of liquor from somewhere and chugged it down several times.

“It’s not too late for you to go find Ruoxue now,” Yunping said meaningfully.

Ye Yuchan swallowed hard; to be honest, she was a little scared.

This is like putting a mountain gate on someone's face; anyone would be scared.

After much deliberation, the hesitation on Ye Yuchan's face gradually disappeared. The girl, unusually serious, said, "I think I'll stay and see, after all..."

"I don't have anywhere else to go."

Hearing Ye Yuchan's slightly lonely words, Yunping smiled and took a sip of wine.

He looked up at the palace slowly approaching his location on the distant horizon, his deadpan eyes brightening as he smiled and uttered, "Then stay."

"A battle that will be recorded in history is one that not everyone has the opportunity to witness."

56. Here's a joke: The old rogue thought he was very kind.

The sun was setting.

Since witnessing the magnificent sixteen peaks and the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons at night, time has passed through morning and afternoon.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving only a fleeting glimpse of twilight, the palaces and peaks floating in the sky finally reached their destination.

Located to the west and east of Jitian Yihong, the Wanmo Palace, exuding an ominous aura, sits on the west side of Jitian Yihong like a monstrous beast that devours the heavens. The enormous palace almost occupies the entire western border of Jitian Yihong. From the location of Yuntian Academy, one can see billowing demonic energy rising like vast wisps of smoke, involuntarily recalling the flames of war that once ignited there.

The clouds above the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons seemed to be asserting sovereignty, dyeing half of the sky of the Extreme Heaven Domain black, and spreading a chilling wind that made all living beings fear, prostrate, suffer, and be timid.

It was like a wall.

Black, covered in blackened moss, cold and sticky, it was an insurmountable wall.

Being blocked by that wall is suffocating, like someone desperately trying to escape turning into a dead end and watching the wall, with no way out, crushing down on their face. If there were a way out behind them, there would still be a glimmer of hope...

However, to talk about the background of Yuntian Academy—

The sixteen peaks of Xiandu, which drifted from the east, have all settled down, completely occupying the eastern territory of Jitian Yihong. The radiant light emanating from their mountaintops reaches straight into the clouds, as if to prove that they have a particularly close relationship with the leader of the three thousand Great Daos—the Heavenly Dao, and even have a faint meaning of inheriting from the heavens and becoming the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao.

Above the peaks are caves, filled with celestial energy and vibrant spiritual energy, a veritable haven of life, yet also possessing an aura that keeps mortals at bay, standing above all living beings and crowning themselves with the name of immortals.

If the Demon Dynasty is a wall that crushes all living beings to death, then the Immortal Capital is an emperor who can make millions of holy spirits perish with a mere gesture, and whose anger, with a single stomp, can reduce countless territories to ashes.

There is no escape route.

When the sixteen peaks of Xiandu rise one after another.

The Demon Dynasty stood in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

The gazes of countless beings all fell upon the Seven Dream Tree, which, compared to the two great powers, was like a child or an ant...

To be precise, it is a simple courtyard house on that Seven Dreams Tree.

The day has finally come.

At this very moment, in the Desolate Heaven Domain, the Extreme Heaven Domain, the Kun Heaven Domain...

Everyone from Yuntian Academy has found their target.

They carried the talismans bestowed upon them by Yun Ping, which they affixed to the bodies of one rare powerhouse after another on the continent, in order to temporarily suppress the death curse within them.

just.

"here we go……"

Three days inside the academy.

Duan Xingchen sat in the small hut he used to treat other students, gripping his sword, looking out the window at the two areas divided by Ji Tianyi Hong, one black and one white, which looked particularly spectacular.

She took a deep breath, turned her head, and looked at Prince Gu, who was still asleep but whose arms had recovered. Her face showed a deep worry.

Will the teacher be able to pull through this time?

Even if he is Emperor Wen, even if he is Emperor Wu, this time... whether it's the Immortal Slaughtering Formation or the Three Pure Ones Sword, all of this exists for the purpose of slaughtering immortals. What's more, the Immortal Capital and the Demon Dynasty have joined forces. This is two major forces simultaneously attacking and annihilating a small Yuntian Academy.

Anyone with common sense knows that the present era is the era of immortals and demons, the era of the Emperor Immortal and the Demon Emperor, with two true immortals ruling this world.

In other words.

The enemy that Yuntian Academy will face is not a powerful figure, not a magical beast, and certainly not a great path.

Rather, it's the entire era.

The entire world is Yunping's enemy.

At this moment, within Yuntian Academy, only Yun Ping has to face all of this.

Will he worry? Will he be afraid? Will he panic? Will he be anxious?

no one knows.

Zhang Ruoxue, far away in the underworld, was unaware of this.

Fan Luokui and Jiang Shaoguang of the Northern Ice Palace were unaware of this.

Gu Xingzhuo of the Lantian Empire was unaware of this.

Xiao Jiang and Yuan'er, who had gathered with their apprentice Lu Yingqiu, were also unaware of this.

The students from Yuntian Academy all raised their heads and looked up at the sky... Their gazes transcended space; all they wanted to know was what their teacher, the dean of Yuntian Academy, was thinking at this moment.

crunch.

—That was the sound of the door being pushed open.

Two figures, one in black and one in white, stepped into Yuntian Academy at the same time.

Clad in a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, Emperor Immortal strode in with a commanding presence, his aura sweeping across the land. Completely different from seven days ago, at this moment, his aura seemed to represent the heavens to carry out judgment.

His black robes billowed, his brows were icy cold, and the Yin energy emanating from the Demon Emperor was enough to send one shivering into an ice cave. His face, which remained expressionless from beginning to end, had a pair of eyes as dark as still water. He was the epitome of fear, and just by standing there, he was enough to make all things kneel down in fear.

Two completely different people, two people who ruled this era.

Their ideologies differed. One sought to rule in the name of Heaven, or even the name of the Primordial Ancestor, making Heaven the supreme authority in the world. The other, however, sought to control the world in the name of fear and self-interest, making the Demonic Path the supreme authority.

They had different goals and different beliefs, but they came to this small Yuntian Academy for the same reason.