Chapter 576: Chapter 463: The Manifestation of the Gate of True Martial!
The originally gentle and flowing primordial qi of heaven and earth was now churning and surging like boiling water, sweeping across with an indescribable mighty pressure.
Shi Qiu Daoist abruptly opened his eyes, two sharp sword lights shooting out from them, piercing straight into the heavens:
"This is..."
He looked up and saw that the once clear sky was now covered with layers of colorful glows, which merged into magnificent rainbow bridges spanning across the firmament.
At the center of the rainbow bridge, a supreme portal gradually appeared, entirely carved from chaos-colored jade, vast and boundless.
Countless inscrutable runes were engraved upon it, emitting an ancient and vast aura, as if it connected to another world.
"The True Martial Gate?!"
Shi Qiu Daoist’s heart spirit was instantly shaken to the core, his pupils contracted sharply, and his breath became rapid.
He stared intently at the portal in the sky, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
The True Martial Gate was a portal that only those who had achieved Martial Saint, breaking the bonds of heaven and earth, could perceive.
His own ancestor had passed through this portal, shattering the void to reach a higher realm, the True Martial Realm.
But now, this True Martial Gate, which existed only in legend, had directly manifested in the sky, witnessed by all living beings of the Southern Domain!
This spectacle had long surpassed his understanding.
Meanwhile, across the four corners of the Southern Domain, numerous martial artists simultaneously paused their actions and looked up at the sky, gazing at the splendid portal spanning the horizon.
At a West Market Street Corner, the once bustling teahouse was now empty.
All the tea patrons, the shopkeeper, and the staff gathered on the street, looking up with awe-struck expressions at the sky.
"What... what is this?" A common martial artist swallowed a mouthful of saliva, asking in a trembling voice, "Is it the Immortal Sect? The legendary dwelling place of immortals?"
"I don’t know! First, there was the bloody rain over ten years ago, then the terrifying pressure that followed, and now this Immortal Sect appears, what’s going on?"
In the crowd, Zhang Tiezui, leaning on a cane, looked up at the sky along with everyone else.
His white hair was tousled by the wind, and deep shock was hidden in his eyes; as a storyteller who traveled far and wide knowing numerous martial secrets, he understood the origin of this portal better than the average martial artist.
Zhang Tiezui murmured to himself, his voice carrying a slight tremor: "The legend is actually true... this is the True Martial Gate!"
The surrounding martial artists, upon hearing this, gathered eagerly and inquired, "Mr. Zhang, do you know about this portal? Please tell us!"
Zhang Tiezui took a deep breath, suppressing his inner shock, and slowly began to explain:
"You may not know, in the history of our Southern Domain, the four Martial Saints who established sacred grounds and suppressed their era all mysteriously disappeared in their later years."
"They were invincible in their time, and naturally, no one could threaten their lives."
"Later, people from the four sacred grounds announced that their ancestors had broken the bonds of heaven and earth, shattered the void, and through a portal called the ’True Martial Gate’, entered a higher realm of cultivation — the True Martial Realm."
"This True Martial Gate could only be sensed by those who achieved Martial Saint, and for thousands of years, no one had truly seen it, gradually turning it into a legend."
"Unexpectedly, today, the legendary True Martial Gate has truly manifested in the sky!"
A martial artist couldn’t help but ask:
"Mr. Zhang, you just said only Martial Saints could sense this True Martial Gate, so why has it suddenly appeared for all of us ordinary people to see?"
Zhang Tiezui shook his head, a trace of confusion on his face: "That, I do not know."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell into silence, their hearts filled with reverence and doubt.
...
In the western parts of Southern Heaven, beneath a rarely visited cliff.
An aged figure was busy, an old secluded being who had cultivated his inner realm for years.
His hair and beard were white, his complexion wan, his aura sometimes strong, sometimes weak, clearly having limited days left before reaching his life span limit.
At the moment, he was in a hidden cave, setting up a Secret Mansion to seal his life’s legacy, waiting for someone fate-bound to inherit it.
"Enough, enough..."
The old being murmured to himself, a hint of relief on his face:
"After setting up this inheritance Secret Mansion, I shall head to Green Stone Valley to challenge Demon Lord Li Changkong!"
"I have roamed the world all my life; how can I die at the threshold of my life’s limit? Even if I must die, it shall be in a blaze of glory against the Demon Lord, with no regrets in death!"
Just as the Secret Mansion was about to take shape, he suddenly felt the surrounding primordial qi beginning to riot crazily.
An immense, boundless pressure came from the heavens, causing even his martial will to tremble.
"No, something’s wrong!"
The old being’s face changed:
"Why is the surrounding primordial qi suddenly rioting? Could it be that a peerless treasure is being born?"
Not daring to delay a moment, his figure flickered out of the cave and he looked up at the sky.
Upon seeing the True Martial Gate spanning the sky, emitting an ancient, vast aura, his eyes filled with wild joy, his previously wan face suddenly flushed with red.
"The... True Martial Gate!"
The old being, trembling with excitement, shouted hoarsely:
"Heaven has not abandoned me! Heaven has not abandoned me! As long as I can enter the True Martial Realm, my life’s span can be extended, and I might even hope to break through to the realm of the Martial Saint!"
