"Is You Chaosheng his name?"
Su Yun was not sure whether You Chao Sheng was the name of the three-eyed Taoist god. After all, the two of them spoke different languages, and You Chao Sheng was a name that was transliterated.
Su Yun told him his name, expecting that the other party would also tell him his own name when they parted.
Su Yun stopped and did not continue chasing. There were too many mortals rushing from the Sixth Immortal Realm to the Seventh Immortal Realm. He was almost exhausted. If he did not heal his wounds, his cultivation would be damaged, and he might even be left with a hidden disease.
He stopped to rest, found a battlement and sat down with difficulty, hissing in pain.
Su Yun reluctantly activated his skills, refined a little immortal energy, and circulated the Xiantian Zifu Sutra, turning the immortal energy into Xiantian Yiqi. With the strands of Xiantian Yiqi, the Taoist injuries on his body could be suppressed a little.
He moved his butt to prevent the blood on his back from sticking to the wall behind him. If the blood from the wound coagulated, it would be painful to tear it off the wall.
In front of him were people migrating from the Sixth Immortal Realm. On the way, people kept falling down, dying, and their bodies turned into ashes. However, people seemed numb and didn't even look at the bodies lying on the ground, but just stepped over them.
Many spiritualists are protecting these people and using magic to send them to the Northern Crown Wall. Otherwise, with the speed of these mortals, it may take them a hundred years to climb the wall.
However, the journey was not all smooth sailing. From time to time, spiritualists transformed into ash monsters, flew into the air, grabbed people and ate them.
At this time, other spiritualists would rush over and kill the monsters. However, the number of monsters gradually increased and those spiritualists also encountered danger.
Su Yun looked at this scene, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "Where is Di Feng? These are his people, why didn't he show up to rescue them?"
His injuries improved slightly and he could move his body with difficulty.
Comprehending the Dao Realm gave him a deeper understanding of the Hongmeng Runes and a higher level of application of the innate Qi. His fight with the Three-Pupil Dao God You Chaosheng also helped him to take another step forward.
His injuries healed faster than he expected!
"Master, please be kind..."
An old man with a hunched back suddenly stuffed a little girl into Su Yun's arms. His face was wrinkled like dried orange peels, and his face was full of wrinkles. He put on a flattering smile and said repeatedly: "Master, please be kind, please be kind, take the little girl away and raise her as a slave..."
There was a smell of ash all over his body, and it was obvious that he would not live long.
Su Yun was covered in wounds. He held the child in one arm, his muscles shaking with pain.
The little girl burst into tears and begged for her grandfather.
The old man quickly joined the migrating crowd, but did not dare to go far. He hid behind the crowd and looked around secretly, his eyes full of reluctance, fearing that Su Yun would abandon the child.
Su Yun stood up with great effort and said loudly: "I am Emperor Yun Tian of the Imperial Court. Who is responsible for the migration?"
Although his injuries had not yet healed, his voice could be heard clearly inside and outside the Great Wall.
After a while, several spiritualists flew forward and saw Su Yun. They saw that although the young man in black robe and brocade belt was covered in wounds, he had an extraordinary demeanor.
One of the middle-aged spiritualists stepped forward quickly, hesitated for a moment, and bowed, saying, "Emperor Yuntian, my name is Xiao Jingliu, and I was originally an immortal king of the Immortal Court, but later my cultivation was reduced. There is no person in charge or organization for this migration. We came here to move our parents, wives, and children, and when we saw the miserable conditions on the road, we felt compassion and helped the parents and villagers migrate. The other spiritualists are also here to help..."
Su Yun took a breath and said, "No one is responsible, and no one is organizing. Countless people died on the way. Besides, the star road is long. Let alone you spiritualists, even an ordinary immortal may find it difficult to fly to the Seventh Immortal Realm after spending his entire life."
The middle-aged spiritualist Xiao Jingliu said: "We dare not go to the Seventh Immortal Realm. We plan to find a small world on the way to stay for the time being. If we can't find it..."
The corners of his mouth trembled, and he grinned as if he was neither crying nor laughing: "I have no choice but to die on the road."
A spiritualist behind him said boldly: "Your Majesty, there are many ships and treasures in the Immortal Court, but the spiritualists cannot sacrifice them."
A spiritualist said, "Hey, if those treasures can be sacrificed, we spiritualists won't be able to go far. Aren't we going to die?"
"Those who can leave have already left. Those who can't leave are waiting to die."
Su Yun was silent for a moment, then asked, "Where is Di Feng? Didn't he arrange people to guide the people to migrate? He has capable people under his command, all of whom are Heavenly Lords and Emperor Lords."
Xiao Jingliu's face darkened.
Su Yun coughed repeatedly and said, "Xiao Jingliu, take more people to the Beima Great Wall, and don't let them enter the Seventh Immortal Realm yet. Wait for me for a few days, no more than ten days, and someone will come to take you to the Seventh Immortal Realm."
Xiao Jingliu and the others hesitated, and Su Yun said coldly: "How dare you doubt me? I am the one who competes with Emperor Feng and the Evil Emperor for the world! My words are as good as gold!"
Xiao Jingliu said boldly: "But we are not your Majesty's subjects..."
Su Yun looked at the girl sitting on his elbow and said, "It's time now."
Xiao Jingliu's body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head. Suddenly, his nose couldn't stop feeling sore, and his eyeballs fell one by one. Although he was once an immortal king, he was now just a spiritualist in the celestial realm. He had no idea whether he could safely send these people to a small world in the seventh immortal realm!
The lives of countless mortals weighed heavily on his resolve for the Tao, almost causing him to collapse!
This was not his responsibility, but he took it on and it almost became a demon in his heart.
Now, Su Yun's words almost made him burst into tears, releasing all the grievances in his heart, but he could still hold it back and just shed tears silently.
Su Yun waved his hand, asked the old man to come over, returned the girl to him, and asked, "Where are her parents?"
The old man said sadly: "No, it died half a year ago..."
Su Yun was silent for a moment, then said, "Once we get to the imperial court, everything will be fine. Emperor Feng doesn't want you, but I do!"
He paused, and activated his few innate Qi. The pattern of the immortal talisman appeared, and a ray of immortal light shot up into the sky, carrying Su Yun away and disappearing from the Great Wall!
Xiao Jingliu shouted hurriedly: "Don't just stand there! Hurry up and move! Send more people to the Great Wall! Hurry!"
Ten days passed, and more and more people came to the Northern Crown Great Wall. However, Su Yun was still not here, and people were getting anxious. Suddenly, the starry sky outside the Great Wall shook slightly. It was the Chaos Runes flowing, carrying hundreds of people.
The chaos runes flowed like a long bamboo joint. Those people stood on the bamboo joints, led by the young Emperor of Heaven in the Imperial Court.
There was a burst of cheers on the Great Wall, and countless people were in tears, choking with sobs and unable to speak.
Su Yun flew to the Beimian Great Wall with the hundred or so people and landed. The scholars from Tongtian Pavilion followed him.
Mute senior brother Shi Zhenbei and Mu Fusheng and others immediately opened their spiritual worlds, and saw countless little people pouring out of their spiritual worlds and working on the spot.
"Ma Dudu, Tutata--" A little man was standing on the building materials giving orders, and more than a dozen little men were running below carrying the building materials.
"Tutta--"
The spiritualists and common people on the Northern Crown Great Wall stared at this scene in a daze. They saw countless palm-sized figures rapidly building a gate to the sky.
The Heaven Gate is used to distort time and space and quickly transport troops. It consumes a huge amount of immortal energy to maintain its operation. When Emperor Feng explored the ancient forbidden area, he used the Heaven Gate to directly build a passage from the Immortal Court to the Sea of Divine Power!
However, the Heavenly Gate consumed too much immortal energy, and two were needed, one at the departure point and one at the destination, so it could not be used frequently. Using the Heavenly Gate to transport mortals was even more extravagant. Even if these mortals were sold thousands of times, they might not be worth as much immortal energy as consumed.
Su Yun's injuries had not yet healed. He had been traveling so hard these days that he had almost no time left to heal his wounds. It was only on the tenth day that he arrived here with Shi Zhenbei, Mu Fusheng and others.
"Where is Xiao Jingliu?" Su Yun relaxed, mobilized his innate Qi to heal his wounds, and asked a spiritualist from the Sixth Immortal Realm.
The spiritualist said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Jingliu is dead."
"Dead?"
Su Yun was stunned, forgetting to heal his wounds, and asked, "How did he die?"
The spiritualist said, "He died of exhaustion. He said that His Majesty would definitely come back, and he wanted to move more people, so he transported mortals to the Great Wall again and again. Others asked him to take a break, but he refused, and later he vomited blood. Later, he said he wanted to chase those who had entered the Seventh Immortal Realm, so he went... and died. The people who came back said that he died of exhaustion..."
Su Yun was in a daze and couldn't speak for a long time.
After half a day, Shi Zhenbei, Mu Fusheng and others built the Heavenly Gate, and Su Yun took out a blessed land to activate the Heavenly Gate. In order to move these people to the Seventh Immortal Realm, he used the blessed land as a source of energy.
At the same time, another sky gate in the imperial court was activated, and a passage was established between the two sky gates.
One by one, the spiritual masters organized many mortals to migrate, walked into the Heavenly Gate, and headed towards another fairyland.
Su Yun stood on the Northern Crown Great Wall, watching people coming in one after another. His eyes looked towards the Sixth Immortal Realm, where there were endless migrating teams, like a Great Wall made of flesh and blood, moving towards this side.
At the foot of the Great Wall, Xu Xu and Duo Duo, the spiritual masters from the Sixth Immortal Realm, are helping the people who come here to cross the Great Wall.
Suddenly, Su Yun's heart trembled. He turned around and saw the Evil Emperor standing not far away.
Su Yunqiang took a breath of innate Qi, almost pulling the wound and tearing it. The evil emperor walked up to him and stood beside him, watching the people entering the Tianmen one after another, and remained silent.
Su Yun suppressed his injuries and said solemnly: "Is the Evil Emperor here to kill me?"
The Evil Emperor retracted his gaze and said, "Yes and no."
Su Yun was slightly stunned.
The evil emperor said, "I am here to escort the people to migrate. Di Feng is determined to seize the throne and will not do this. He wants to retain his strength, but I was once the majesty of these subjects, so I must do this. But after seeing you, I wanted to kill you. You are seriously injured, and now is the best time to get rid of you."
Su Yun waved his hands vigorously, and suddenly a big bell flew up from the foot of the Great Wall and came to his head. The bell rang, and the ashes on the bell fell down.
"Evil Emperor, I will not sit and wait for death!" Su Yun smiled and said proudly.
Last time he was in a hurry to go to the imperial court, so he didn't even recall the Black Iron Bell.
"It would be effortless to kill you now."
The Evil Emperor said indifferently: "But what you did has dispelled my murderous intent. Based on your actions, I will not kill you this time."
Su Yun's eyes flickered, and he asked tentatively, "You should be able to see that my cultivation has improved much faster than yours. If you let me go this time, you may not be able to take me down next time. You may even get caught in a trap and be killed by me."
The Evil Emperor smiled for the first time and said, "Now I know why the corpse demon likes you. You are exactly like me. You are another Emperor Jue."
He turned and left, and a conceited voice came: "I will never regret my decision!"
Su Yun shouted: "But you are not Di Jue!"
The evil emperor stopped, turned around with a fierce look in his eyes: "Don't force me to change my mind!"
Su Yun shuddered and quickly shut up.
The Evil Emperor snorted, flew away into the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"I learned this bad mouth from Yingying, and I almost pissed him off."
Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered something: "Xiao Jingliu went to look for people who entered the Seventh Immortal Realm, and among these people was the Three-Pupil Taoist God. I wonder where this person who calls himself You Chaosheng is now? It's a pity that the Evil Emperor left too fast, otherwise if he had been allowed to track You Chaosheng, maybe with the Evil Emperor's ability, he could have gotten rid of this person!"
If the dark tide is not eliminated, it will always be a big worry in your mind!