Chapter 188: Immortal Cliff Terrace
"This place is really mysterious and wonderful beyond words!" Zixia frowned slightly. The Yuhua Immortal Cliff in front of her was like a crystal fairy platform that had been bred since the beginning of the world. It stood tall in the vastness, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. Its surface was engraved with complex array patterns in a staggered manner. It seemed to be natural, but also seemed to be made by a great master, making it difficult to tell its source.

Zixia used her insightful eyes to try to uncover the secrets inside the immortal platform, but it was like facing a deep fog. She could only look at it and could not touch the core. These ancient and mysterious veins, after countless years of baptism, have long been integrated with this world. Their mystery is so profound that even the leader-level strongmen can hardly glimpse them, let alone those monks with shallow cultivation. Even Zixia, who is a congenital Taoist, can only look at its shape but cannot understand its meaning.

Just as Zixia was immersed in this indescribable mysterious atmosphere, her eyes suddenly froze, as if she had discovered some shocking secret. It turned out that these mysterious Dao patterns were surprisingly similar to the teleportation array she had seen in the Bajing Palace, which led to the outer palace of Ziwei Star, just like twin brothers.

Zixia secretly speculated in her heart that the two ancient emperors, Taiyin and Sun, disappeared here out of thin air. Could it be that they used these Taoist patterns to set foot on the ancient road of the starry sky?

However, Zixia's discovery seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg, and she failed to further uncover the deeper strangeness of Yuhuaxian Cliff. Recalling the cryptic letter from Tianjimen, Zixia knew that this place must be hiding some secrets that she had not yet discovered.

Just as Zixia was immersed in her thoughts, a commotion suddenly broke out from the crowd around Yuhua Xianya. A cultivator looked at Zixia sharply, with a somewhat unhappy tone: "Which family are you from? Don't you know the rules of Yuhua Xianya? Even if you are as beautiful as a fairy, you can't get so close and affect everyone's observation of the meaning of heaven contained in the Xianya!"

"That's right!" Someone nearby echoed, "Leave quickly and don't get in the way here! Do you really think you are the girl of destiny, thinking that when you see flowers bloom, the immortal fate will come to you? If this immortal cliff really has a great opportunity, why would ordinary people like us get to see it? It has long been occupied by those big sects and families!"

"Do you think those people don't want to? If it weren't for the fact that this Immortal Cliff is so solid, even the Great Sacred Weapon wouldn't be able to hurt it at all. It wouldn't be able to be moved or refined. How could we be here today?"

Facing the accusations and ridicules that came from all around, Zixia's expression remained calm. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and bowed gracefully, as if the noise had nothing to do with her.

The dimensional blade condensed in her hand again, and as her figure flashed, it merged into the void without any warning, returning to the higher dimensional space of destiny.

"She...disappeared?"

"I didn't even detect a trace of spatial fluctuations!"

"It's strange. Isn't it said that the Yuhuaxianya area is full of elusive space faults? How can she be so easily..."

In the space of destiny, Zixia saw the dagger in her hand again, and it was still so mysterious. In this dimension, everything in Yuhuaxianya was no longer mysterious. Zixia saw clearly that there was space in it, but she could not feel anything in this high-dimensional world.

After a while, everyone was in an uproar under the Yuhua Immortal Cliff.

"Look! Above the Fairy Cliff, there is a faint shadow of a fairy!"

"Could it be that the legendary wonder of the flying fairies from outer space is really going to reappear today?" "Could it be that the records in the ancient books are true? Is the Yuhuaxian Cliff really the cliff left behind when the fairyland fell? Did the fairyland really exist?"

Someone suddenly exclaimed: "Don't you think that the figure of the fairy is strikingly similar to the woman before?"

"What are you thinking about, you old pervert! Are you distracted by that woman?" The person next to him, who was obviously the Taoist partner of the man just now, mocked him.

Zixia's figure gradually condensed and took shape in the deep interior of Yuhua Fairy Cliff, like an elegant ink painting slowly unfolding. In front of her, there stood a majestic and magnificent seven-story Taoist platform, each of which exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if telling of endless years and legends. What was particularly eye-catching was that above the peak of the seventh floor, there was a faint shadow of the eighth floor that seemed to be there and not there, and was about to break through the limit, like the farthest star in the sky, which aroused people's reverie.

"This..." Zixia's eyes froze instantly, and an indescribable shock surged in her heart. She immediately recognized this extraordinary scene - a miracle that could only be seen in the legendary Xiantai realm of the secret realm when one cultivated to a very high level.

In the vast universe, the third level of the immortal platform symbolizes the dignity of the king, while the seventh level is the symbol of the supreme quasi-emperor, which is the highest realm that countless cultivators dream of. What is even more awe-inspiring is that on this seventh level of the Taoist platform, there is still endless potential to continue climbing and challenging the unknown, as if foreshadowing the immortal legend of a peerless quasi-emperor.

However, when Zixia's eyes swept across this majestic immortal platform, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The once brilliant and dominating Yuanshen has now disappeared without a trace, leaving only this lonely immortal platform, quietly waiting in the long river of time, telling a lost history.

Deep in the fairy cliff, without the fairy mist and gorgeous haze from the outside world, this place seemed particularly quiet and ordinary, just like an ordinary and inconspicuous cave. After walking a few steps forward, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a staircase paved with white jade. At the same time, Zixia's figure also quietly faded away in the fairy picture projected by the fairy cliff from the outside world.

As she slowly approached the dimly lit Daoist platform, she felt an inexplicable pull in her heart, as if something was gently swaying in her sea of ​​suffering. As soon as she thought about it, a feathered lapis lazuli knife quietly appeared in her palm. At this moment, the blade was a deep cyan color, radiant and dazzling, with wing-like ripples carved on it, as if it could flap its wings and fly high at any time, and ascend to heaven. There was also an awakened spirituality surging in it.

The moment she stepped onto the platform, Zixia felt the world spinning and the scene in front of her suddenly changed, as if she was on a sacred fairy island suspended in the chaos. This fairy island exuded a hazy and mysterious brilliance, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a dream, making people intoxicated. On the ground, a series of faint lines intertwined together, they seemed to contain an ancient and powerful power, waiting for the interpretation of the destined person.

Zixia involuntarily stretched out her slender hand, and her fingertips gently touched those ancient and mysterious patterns. At this moment, a huge memory, like a long-suppressed resentment, suddenly poured into her mind. Those memory fragments were like surging tides, surging in wave after wave, bringing endless shock and shock.

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This is not an ordinary Taoist platform, but a fairy platform of a prematurely born sapphire holy spirit. This holy spirit is only tens of thousands of years away from perfection, but fate has played a cruel joke on it. Just when it is about to usher in glory, its origin is accidentally discovered by the Stone Emperor and he has taken note of it.

Faced with this sudden threat, the Feathered Green Gold Holy Spirit was forced to come out early and try to compete with the Stone Emperor. However, due to the huge disparity in strength, it had almost no power to fight back. In memory, that halberd chopped down like a natural moat, easily cutting off its head, and the fragments of immortal gold scattered all over the sky.

But the Yuhua Blue Gold Holy Spirit did not die. Its mystery broke out at the critical moment. Under the influence of the power of Yuhua, the remaining head turned into a new body again, disappeared into the sky, hid here, dormant silently, waiting for the opportunity of rebirth.

(End of this chapter)