As if inspired by the fact that the Immortal Lord of Fengdu and the Immortal Lord of Nanhua ascended to the upper realm one after another, many cultivators in the lower realm who were originally stuck on the threshold of transcending the tribulation and ascending, one after another, accepted the thunder tribulation, attempting to transcend the tribulation, become immortals, and get out of it.
Cultivators from all over the world were chasing after the two men. Throughout the mountain and sea world, ancestors of various sects, masters of fairy islands, and giants of the demonic path appeared one after another. Rumors of cultivators experiencing tribulations were heard everywhere in the world.
Some of them actually escaped the calamity and became true immortals on earth, or were one step closer to ascending to heaven.
However, there are also people who lose their souls and turn into ashes in the calamity, or have their foundation severely damaged by the laws of thunder and lightning, and can no longer make any further progress.
The same was true in the underworld. Several emperors of the underworld vied with each other to be the first to survive the thunder tribulation of the immortals. In the end, the most veteran emperor of the underworld, Emperor Longqiu, was the first to escape the tribulation and become an immortal.
He also became the first immortal in the world to escape calamity and attain immortal status.
When the nine-fold thunder disaster disappears, you can see clouds and fairy light descending from the sky, the dragon pillars of the Longqiu Emperor's Mansion rise from the ground, and nine divine dragons dance around the sky.
Billions of ghosts and gods came to pay homage, and amid the thunderous congratulations, the entire Longqiu Emperor's palace was transformed into an independent domain, floating above the underworld.
Emperor Longqiu went to Yintianzi City to pay homage to Yintianzi, the lord of the underworld. Along the way, countless ghosts and gods followed him. Finally, a ghost dragon pulled the divine chariot down from the sky and passed through the Ghost Gate into Yintianzi City.
Emperor Huan Hua of Longqiu walked alone up the stone steps, climbed up to the lofty bronze temple, and met Yin Tianzi, the lord of the underworld.
The bronze temple was empty. The tall door seemed to be specially prepared for the legendary Kua'e clan and the giant spirit god. Flames flickered in the dim hall, illuminating the emperor sitting at the highest seat.
Sitting on the imperial throne made of bronze divine gold, he is wearing a nine-dragon crown robe, with one hand pressing the book of life and death and the other holding the pen of reincarnation. This is Yin Tianzi, the lord of the underworld, who is in charge of reincarnation and life and death.
Even if he was just sitting there, a deep and bottomless dark vortex would naturally appear behind him, as if that was the end of all reincarnations, the end of life and death.
Emperor Longqiu only took a glance at Emperor Yin and suddenly felt his whole body trembling, as if an unknown terrifying force rushed out from the vortex, attracting his soul towards it.
Just like him, it’s okay in the Tribulation Crossing Stage and the True Immortal Realm on Land, but once he becomes an immortal god and enters the seventh level, he can’t use his power easily.
Their true forms are like those in myths and legends, and they carry the power of laws. Mortals will suffer great trauma even if they just look at them directly. This is why most immortals and gods will hardly show their true forms. Even when they take action, they will transform into a Dharma image with great light to cover themselves.
"Longqiu Emperor Huan Hua, after going through nine levels of divine calamity, finally achieved enlightenment."
"I have come to pay homage to Emperor Yin today! I hope you will grant me a place in the immortal register! I hope you will be granted the status of an immortal!"
Yin Tianzi glanced at the Emperor Longqiu with his dark eyes and said coldly, "Accurate!"
With a wave of the brush, immortal light was seen merging heavily into the body of Emperor Longqiu Huanhua. Originally, Emperor Longqiu had only obtained the divine position of Emperor Yinsi, and the immortal status of Emperor Yinsi had never fallen into his hands because he had not experienced any calamities.
And at this moment, this person who was originally just an acting emperor finally obtained the position of the emperor of the underworld and became an immortal god.
Not only the emperors of all parties, but also some giant demons hiding in the underworld are the same. They are all racing against time to survive the immortal calamity, especially the first three thunder tribulations. For many of them, the older generation of practitioners who are nearing the end of their life span and are barely surviving, it is extremely important.
At this moment, King Yama, who is deep in the northern underworld, is also secretly enduring the thunder tribulation, waiting to return one day.
Deep in the West Sea, near the abyss.
A magic boat descended from the clouds. Two disciples from the immortal sect, wearing the ancient Dongzhou monk robes, sat cross-legged on the boat, letting it glide gently across the water, and then arrived next to a reef on the sea.
One of them made a gesture and immediately saw a round magic ball flying out from under the water. He took it while chatting with his senior brother beside him.
"Have you heard? The owner of the Undying Heavenly Palace, the female fairy who is said to be hiding in Nanzhou, has also escaped the catastrophe and ascended to heaven!"
"He also took all the dead people in the Undead Palace with him. This is another example of one person's success bringing prosperity to the whole family! Why didn't these big guys take us with them when they ascended? We also want to go to heaven and take a look!"
The senior brother beside him immediately replied, "It is said that the entire Undying Heavenly Palace was created by the immortal magic of the female immortal. Those dead people have long been integrated with it and become a part of her magic. They have no spiritual intelligence, cannot enter reincarnation, and do not distinguish between life and death."
"How can this be called a case of one person's success bringing prosperity to all his family members? Not to mention the Immortal Lord Fengdu, even the Immortal Lord Nanhua at least has a lot of flowers, plants, birds, beasts, fish, insects and so on."
The senior brother was lying on the Dharma Boat and shook his head: "You said that Nanhua Immortal Lord was too stingy! He drove everyone out before the tribulation. I, your senior brother, even traveled thousands of miles to get there, hoping to try my luck!"
The junior fellow immediately said with disdain, "If you take one more person to heaven, the thunder tribulation will be heavier! Ordinary immortals try their best to accumulate merits just to reduce the thunder tribulation. The Lotus Goddess of Dongzhou, Patriarch Hun Tian, and Tian Xingzi were all killed by the thunder tribulation. Except for the Immortal Lord Fengdu and the Immortal Lord Nanhua, who have accumulated so much merit that it is unimaginable, who dares to take people to heaven."
"Are you the disciple of Master Nanhua or his biological son?"
"Besides, the Fengdu Immortal Lord only ascended with all his disciples! You want to take advantage of others' chance to ascend to heaven. Do you think all immortals are stupid?"
The junior fellow took the bead and used his spiritual sense to explore it for a long time. Finally, with a look of regret on his face, he made a hand gesture and threw it into the water.
"Let's go. Within these hundreds of miles, there has been no trace of the West Palace in the past ten years!"
"How long do you think we have to search in this West Sea Abyss? Is the West God Palace really still here? Did it run away to other states and seas?"
Both of them were practitioners from the present world, who were sent to the West Sea to investigate the whereabouts of the West God Palace. There were dozens of people sent here with him, plus disciples recruited locally, a total of hundreds of people who have stayed in the West Sea for decades.
The West God Palace is a blessed island, isolated from the rest of the world. It is not within this world. If it is not opened actively, ordinary people will have no way of finding it.
However, it is a blessed island after all, not a cave in the upper realm, and it is not completely closed. Every ten years it exchanges spiritual energy with the human world, just like the breathing of living beings.
At this time, the blessed island will appear in the world, lasting from a few days to ten days. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be exchanged, and strong spiritual energy tides and thick fog will erupt.
This was the news they got from the Nanhua Fairy Island. They placed a Dharma Eye every hundred miles in this West Sea. If any spiritual energy was exchanged when the Fairy Island came into being, it would be recorded in it, allowing them to find the exact location of the Fairy Island.
The two men walked forward for more than a hundred miles again, and suddenly found a thick fog on the sea. They were stunned for a moment, as if they had some kind of premonition.
He took out another magic bead, and as soon as he took it out, he saw a powerful spiritual light emanating from the magic bead.
The two were stunned for a moment: "No way?"
The senior brother stood up at once and looked at the bead in his hand: "This bead has absorbed such a powerful spiritual energy and is still so complete, which means that the place where the fairy island is opened should be nearby."
"The spiritual energy exchange has been completed, and the spiritual energy tide has dissipated, but the fog has not yet dissipated. I hope the fairy island has not been closed yet."
The two of them hurriedly headed towards the depths of the fog. The fog stretched for thousands of miles, and everything was white, connecting the sky and the earth.
Finally, the two finally saw a fairy island floating in the misty water on the sea in the illusory world of fog.