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Chapter 1367 - Chapter 1367 Chapter 1367 The Celestial Palace Descends

Chapter 1367: Chapter 1367: The Celestial Palace Descends, Breaking the Seal Chapter 1367: Chapter 1367: The Celestial Palace Descends, Breaking the Seal Jiang Xiaobai was unaware of the difficulties faced by the Dynasty of Su Sea, for all he knew was that he was about to die!

The method for cultivating the primordial soul was extremely fierce!

After being hammered throughout, his soul strength would significantly increase, but the pain was also very real!

Jiang Xiaobai felt as if his entire body was going to explode, as if his soul no longer belonged to him!

Although he simply sat and practiced, in just one day, his body was completely drenched in sweat.

His body felt as though it had been fished out of water, wet and soggy.

But there was no other choice, this was the necessary path to advancement!

Outside, in the royal palace, Hong Jing Tian had already driven away countless people.

All of these people came to inquire about Jiang Xiaobai’s condition; it seemed so on the surface, but in reality, they wanted to find various reasons to push Jiang Xiaobai out.

Had the various dynasties joined hands simply because Jiang Xiaobai caused trouble?

Why should they suffer such unprovoked disasters?

What perplexed them even more was why Beidou Immortal Palace remained silent–wasn’t that their support?

After sending away another group of powerful families from the royal city, Hong Jing Tian helplessly leaned back on his throne.

When would these days end?

“What has Young Master Jiang been up to lately?” he asked his elder brother.

Hong Jingchen sighed helplessly, “He has been practicing in the small courtyard; that whole group has been cultivating without a single disturbance…”

As he spoke, he looked towards Hong Jing Tian, “Do you think… could we have misunderstood the prophecy? How did it turn out like this?”

“How would I know? This is all from ages ago; probably only the Saint of Su Sea himself truly knows.”

Hong Jing Tian looked towards the entrance of the grand hall, “Matters between great beings are not something us lesser beings should meddle in.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of people arrived at the grand hall entrance.

Dressed in long white robes and wearing helmets, draped in silver capes!

People from the Beidou Immortal Palace!

Instantly, Hong Jing Tian and his brother swiftly stood up, hurrying to the entrance to receive them.

“Respected fairy sisters, you have finally arrived; if not, the Dynasty of Su Sea might have been doomed.”

Hong Jing Tian recounted his heartfelt grievances of the past few days to the leading woman–truly, every second was torment!

“No need to worry; this is part of the plan. If the tribulation succeeds, the Dynasty of Su Sea will soar to new heights.”

“If it cannot be overcome, then all will be destroyed.”

The leading woman faintly smiled, “By everything, I mean including all the forces on the Nine Heavens Continent, and even, the whole world.”

For a moment, Hong Jing Tian was stunned.

Holy shit, what did I just hear?

Is this meant for my ears?

Just those words made him realize that the situation was definitely not as simple as he thought.

There were calculations behind this–a gamble involving everything under the heavens!

“Where is Young Master Jiang?”

The woman suddenly asked, “I need to see him for something.”

“Um… Young Master Jiang is currently in the small courtyard cultivating; none of us dare disturb him.”

Hearing this, the woman’s elegant brows furrowed behind her veil. After calculating for a moment, she nodded calmly.

“Let’s just wait then. Don’t worry, they won’t make a move now; now is not the most appropriate time.”

Hong Jing Tian nodded blankly, and only then did he realize in alarm that more than twenty fairies from the Beidou Immortal Palace had arrived, all at the Hunyuan Daluo Realm!

Any one of them picked at random possessed an aura that exceeded Zhou Chi’s by ten or even a hundredfold!

Such a shock was truly horrifying, he dared not get involved any further.

“There are still things that need to be done by you, do not underestimate yourself. On the chessboard, every piece has a crucial role to play, and only when all pieces come together can a magnificent game be completed.”

The woman smiled faintly, looking extremely relaxed.

However, the more she appeared so, the more terrified Hong Jing Tian became, yet he dared not say more and hurriedly arranged for many experts from Beidou Immortal Palace to enter the exquisite courtyard close to Jiang Xiaobai’s residence.

Not long after they had entered, two soaring auras suddenly emitted from the direction of Jiang Xiaobai’s courtyard!

It was time to transcend the Golden Immortal calamity!

Shortly after, they saw two figures soar into the sky, one heading south and the other north.

In the small courtyard, Ao Yan was somewhat worried and wanted to follow, but Ao Cheng stopped her before leaving.

“Sister, I’ve grown up. This is my path to walk, and I’m confident!”

“And speaking of the Golden Immortal calamity, following me would be of no use,”

Ao Cheng chuckled and then rushed out.

Nangong Wuyou did the same, stopping people who wanted to help and watch over them, and rapidly left the royal city, disappearing to an unknown location.

Knowing that the two were about to break through, everyone felt happy but also understood that the Golden Immortal calamity was fraught with dangers, especially the soul-devouring trials, which could lead to one’s death if one was not careful!

Amid their worries, Ao Yan looked towards the central room of the small courtyard.

That was where Jiang Xiaobai was cultivating.

“Xiaobai, when will you come out? I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel so anxious.”

Ao Yan clutched her chest, her face somewhat pale.

Naturally, she received no response; Jiang Xiaobai was currently at a critical juncture.

He was just one step away from breaking through the power levels of his soul!

“Just refining one more time will surely lead to a breakthrough. If not, I’m done playing!”

Jiang Xiaobai’s face was fierce as he gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.

Only he knew what he had endured during this time; the pain of the soul was ever-present, unceasing, and he had to quickly start the next sequence of his cultivation technique after completing one, to avoid wasting time!

If not for his astonishing willpower, he truly could not have endured.

Once, twice, a thousand times, ten thousand times!

Every corner of his primordial spirit was refined!

After the final refinement, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly felt swollen!

His primordial spirit swelled up, and before he could react, it shrank back down!

And with this coming and going, the power of his soul had broken through another level!

A light feeling enveloped Jiang Xiaobai like he was floating, drifting in a fairyland.

The more powerful a soul is, the clearer and emptier it becomes.

Lost in the moment, Jiang Xiaobai seemed to see a door; he unconsciously drifted into it, finding his perspective instantly switching.

It became a God-like perspective, watching his own struggles in reincarnation.

He saw himself starting from insignificance, desperately struggling; he saw himself throw caution to the wind for Ao Yan, willing to give up everything.

The roles he played varied, a beggar, a thief, an orphan, a holy son of a sect, a celestial leader of the demonic path…

But none were simple; no matter the identity, he would face cold stares, becoming an enemy of the world, seemingly reflecting his current plight.

Whether it was obsession or heart’s desire, in every cycle of reincarnation, he would meet a woman named Ao Yan, whose appearance never changed, always so cold like ice yet warm like a spring breeze.

But the two never had a good ending.

Either Jiang Xiaobai did everything he could to protect his beloved, dying in the process, or Ao Yan saved him at all costs, leading to her own demise.

What followed was a lifetime of endless pain.

Unaware, Jiang Xiaobai awoke from what seemed like a dream, finding himself back in the small cultivation room.

Yet his face was already covered in tears.