Chapter 253: Another Path Of The Great Dao
The illusion that had not appeared for many years struck again.
Jiang Lan stood high in the air, not panicking in the slightest, waiting to see what would happen next.
Perhaps he would discover something.
Soon, the clouds covered him. Then, he seemed to see many things under the mist. It seemed like a collection of palaces.
Then, he saw a huge door appear in front of him.
There were some words at the very top of the door.
Jiang Lan tried to take a closer look, but he soon saw four blurry words.
But when he wanted to see clearly, everything suddenly changed.
Corpses were strewn across the mountains. There was black mist swirling around and blood flowed everywhere.
He vaguely heard countless ravings.
They seemed to be calling out, but also seemed to be shouting.
But when he tried to listen carefully, he couldn’t hear anything.
A moment later, everything disappeared.
Jiang Lan stood where he was and had some ideas.
“An external influence.”
Yes, an external influence. Something was influencing him.
It wasn’t an inner demon, but he didn’t know what it was exactly.
It shouldn’t be because someone had locked their sights on him.
His One Leaf Vision was not triggered.
There was no response.
If someone had set their eyes on him, he would be able to get some feedback and even trace it back to their location.
But there was nothing just now.
“An illusion that only happened recently. During this period of time, I’ve only met two parties that exceed my understanding.”
“One is the Ba Country, and the other is Imperial Lord Xi He.”
The problem might be with these two parties, but he didn’t know which one it was.
He could only continue watching.
Or he could investigate similar incidents and see if he could deduce anything from them.
During this period, he had to be vigilant against such dangers to prevent the incident from affecting him.
Jiang Lan thought of a way to deal with this and headed towards the Kunlun Main Hall.
Everyone was going to gather there before heading towards the Kunlun Temple together.
Although he was somewhat concerned about the Imperial Lord, as long as nothing unexpected happened, he didn’t have to worry too much about being discovered.
Of course, he could not relax.
It was his habit to be vigilant at all times.
This was to prevent any accidents from happening.
…
Boom!
When he arrived at the Kunlun Main Hall, Jiang Lan heard a rumbling sound.
Looking at the square, he saw a group of people fighting.
Their fight was rather restrained and they did not destroy the square.
However, it was not a battle that a perfected Essence Soul cultivator like him could approach.
He hid in a corner and looked at the people fighting. He realized that they were the people who had greeted him earlier.
So…
Were they really fighting with the First Summit?
These personal disciples were really warlike.
After taking a few casual glances, he saw Jing Ting and Gu Qi whom he had met several times.
One was at the early-stage Void Refinement Realm, while the other was at the mid-stage Void Refinement Realm.
They were all very powerful.
However, in the crowd of people fighting, there were two weaker people.
This time, quite a few immortals participated.
“Oh? Junior Brother Jiang?” A voice suddenly sounded.
It was a voice from the side.
Jiang Lan turned around and saw a young man.
“Senior Brother Ji Qiu,” Jiang Lan said softly.
He was about to become an immortal.
He was indeed very strong.
The first time they met, the other party was cleaning up the spies in Kunlun. Later, Ji Qiu was the one who had sent him back to the Ninth Summit.
At that time, Senior Brother Ji Qiu was only at mid-stage Void Refinement Realm.
After 150 years, the other party was about to become an immortal.
“You’ll be left behind easily if you stay in the corner. We’re about to enter the Kunlun Temple,” Ji Qiu kindly reminded.
“Many thanks, Senior Brother.” Jiang Lan bowed his head in thanks.
After that, Ji Qiu turned around and left.
Jiang Lan also arrived outside the crowd.
No one paid attention to him.
There might be people who found him familiar, but those who could recognize him at a glance had to have met him before.
For example, Ji Qiu and some of the people from the Eighth Summit.
He went to the Eighth Summit the most.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Lan saw an old man walk out.
“Everyone, the Kunlun Temple is about to open. The opening time of the main gate is limited.”
A loud voice was heard.
The disciples from the First and Eighth Summits who were fighting instantly stopped and came to the crowd, waiting for the Kunlun Temple to open.
Some of the people on the ground were supported by their fellow disciples.
They must have been seriously injured.
These people did not show much mercy when fighting.
Jiang Lan didn’t pay much attention to it and waited for the Kunlun Temple to open.
At this moment, a beam of light descended from the sky. A deafening sound came from the horizon, as if a door had opened.
“Everyone, the Kunlun Temple doesn’t have any fixed rules.
You can take whatever you can move.
You can enter the Kunlun Temple by entering the skylight. ”
A loud voice rang out.
At this moment, someone led the charge towards the skylight.
No one knew what was above them. They couldn’t see it clearly or sense it.
One could only go up and investigate personally.
Someone entered the skylight first, and the others charged into the skylight one after another.
Jiang Lan followed behind and entered the skylight above the Kunlun Temple.
With a flash of light, Jiang Lan stood in midair on his sword. What he saw was a steep mountain peak.
Clouds and mists curled about, sunlight shining down.
It was as if he was in the sky.
This was the summit of Kunlun.
It was spectacular.
On the mountain peak, there was a magnificent palace. At this moment, the palace doors were wide open, as if waiting for someone to enter.
On top of the door, there were two words written—Kunlun Temple.
The personal disciples exclaimed before heading towards the Kunlun Temple.
Jiang Lan followed behind, making sure he was not the last one.
Being the last one was rather eye-catching. It was best if he was in the middle.
Although his cultivation was the lowest, it would not attract much attention.
A perfected Essence Soul wasn’t too bad either.
If it was a Golden Core, then…
[Ding!]
While Jiang Lan was still thinking, a voice that he hadn’t heard in a long time suddenly sounded in his mind.
[A path of the Great Dao has been discovered. The host can sign in here permanently.]
[Do you want to sign in?]
“There is indeed a path of the Great Dao.”
Jiang Lan wasn’t too surprised. It was normal for the peak of Kunlun to have a path of the Great Dao.
It would be surprising if there wasn’t.
However, Jiang Lan was not in a hurry to sign in.
It would not be too late to sign in after entering the Kunlun Temple. Perhaps, there might be something better inside.
This was probably the only purpose of this trip.
He had no intention of doing anything else.
Problems could easily happen.
Whoosh!
Voices rang out as everyone rushed into the Kunlun Temple.
Most of these people had never been into this place.
“Junior Brother, there’s no need to rush in. The Kunlun Temple is much larger than it looks. It is hard to say how many fortuitous opportunities there are inside.
But very few people will get it. Most of the people only go in to broaden their horizons. There’s not much of a difference between entering the place early and late.” Lu Jian, who was on his sword, came to Jiang Lan’s side and explained.
There was blood on his shoulder. Jiang Lan saw that Lu Jian’s shoulder was injured, but he didn’t care.
“Has Senior Brother been inside?” Jiang Lan withdrew his gaze and asked softly.
“Before I became an immortal, I went in once.” Lu Jian reminded with a smile.
“It’s easy to get lost in the Kunlun Temple if one’s cultivation isn’t high enough. It’s best if Junior Brother doesn’t wander around when you see something.”
“We’re here. I won’t be accompanying Junior Brother anymore.” Lu Jian sped up and entered the Kunlun Temple.
Jiang Lan bowed his head and entered the Kunlun Temple.
He could sign in once he entered.
