Chapter 2169

Within a thousand kilometers of the Jade Sword, it is a no-fly zone.

The powerful force carried by the Jade Sword itself forms an invisible force field, making it difficult for all people and magical treasures to fly.

If one attempts to fly by force, they will be attacked by the Jade Sword.

However, flight is not impossible; if one can obtain the permission of the Jade Sword, they can fly.

It's just that very few people have obtained this privilege; throughout history, they can be counted on one's fingers.

After landing, the group switched to walking, following the main road toward Jade Sword City.

Jade Sword City is located ten kilometers away from the Jade Sword, built around it. The entire city is semi-circular, with a maximum diameter of over a thousand kilometers.

The side of the Jade Sword facing the Chaos Zone is empty, while the other side is exceptionally bustling.

From within Jade Sword City, there is a passage every hundred kilometers that leads beneath the Jade Sword; there are ten such passages in total.

Every day, many people go to where the Jade Sword is located, then pass through the Jade Sword to leave Jade Sword City and head toward Dao Sword City.

Lin Moyu and the others walked for a while and soon arrived outside Jade Sword City. Above the towering city gates, three large characters, "Jade Sword City," were carved in a bold, flowing style.

Below these three large characters was a signature: the writer, Gu Tongtian!

Gu Tongtian, the creator of the Hanshui Holy Land and the ancestor of the Gu family.

The three characters imposed a sense of pressure on people.

Lin Moyu stopped to look, sensing this pressure, but a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "The calligraphy is good, but Gu Tongtian's realm at that time probably wasn't high. This pressure is not even as strong as Saint Master Gu Hanyu's." Lin Moyu had seen several Dao Venerables; the strongest was naturally Daoist Tianlei, followed by Saint Master Gu Hanyu.

The feeling Saint Master Gu Hanyu gave off at that time was far more powerful than these three characters.

The three characters carried Dao Rhyme, containing the power of the Great Dao, as well as the Power of Origin.

Therefore, no matter how many years passed, the sense of intimidation from these three characters would not diminish in the slightest.

Lin Moyu judged that when Gu Tongtian wrote these three characters, his realm should have been between the Dao Venerable 4th Realm and 5th Realm.

Many people, like Lin Moyu, stopped to look at these three large characters.

Some let out muffled groans and couldn't help but step back.

Others couldn't take it and sat down on the ground on the spot.

Many people came here, and many were not even at the Heavenly Venerate level, so it was normal for them to be unable to withstand these three characters.

Lin Moyu looked toward Xiaoyue and Mist. Mist only took one look and then lost interest.

Whatever sense of pressure it was, it was meaningless to her.

Mist preferred looking around at the people coming and going; those people were more interesting than the three characters.

Instead, it was Xiaoyue who gazed at these three characters and stood still for a long time.

She was still in the Super God Realm and originally should have been unable to resist the pressure brought by the three characters.

Yet Xiaoyue could stand firmly and resist it, showing that Xiaoyue's will was incredibly firm and pure.

Before long, sweat began to bead on Xiaoyue's forehead, and a moment later, her body began to tremble slightly.

Just as she was about to give in, a large hand was gently placed on her shoulder. In an instant, all the pressure vanished into thin air.

Vibrant vitality flowed into her body, circulating once, and Xiaoyue immediately felt refreshed.

A voice like a heavenly chime sounded in her ear, "Some things are best not overdone."

Xiaoyue nodded, "Xiaoyue understands."

Lin Moyu nodded slightly, "Let's enter the city."

Just as they were about to enter, Lin Moyu suddenly looked up, peering over the city wall into the city.

Inside the city, there were several high towers. These towers were thousands of meters high, with the tallest one reaching ten thousand meters.

There was only one ten-thousand-meter tower, located in the center of the city. From below the tower, one could see the entire Jade Sword City.

Standing at the top of the tower and surveying the entire city, that feeling was very exhilarating, a sense of looking down upon the world.

But the high tower wasn't something one could climb just by wanting to.

At this moment, Lin Moyu looked toward this ten-thousand-meter tower.

Atop the high tower, there was also a person looking toward Lin Moyu.

The gazes of the two met across the distance, looking at each other.

At this realm, a mere distance of several hundred kilometers was no different from being right before one's eyes.

Lin Moyu saw an old man in plain clothes atop the tower. He looked ruddy-faced, his brow filled with majesty, clearly someone who had occupied a high position for a long time.

However, Lin Moyu felt that beneath that ruddy glow, there seemed to be an extreme emptiness.

The opponent's strength was extremely great, and his realm was profound, far surpassing his own.

Yet this sense of emptiness was so real.

After the two looked at each other for several breaths, the old man turned and walked back into the tower, disappearing from sight.

"He knows me and was specifically waiting for me here."

"Who is he? His aura is powerful yet restrained. If my spiritual sense weren't strong enough, I would have taken him for an ordinary person." "Not someone from the Hanshui Holy Land; the aura doesn't match."

"Who exactly is he?"

Chapter 2639: Elder from Three Generations Ago, Zhao Dongsheng

There were quite a few people outside Jade Sword City, but it was unusually quiet.

Some people came and went, but most people, no matter how many times they came to Jade Sword City, would stop to look at the three large characters on the city gate.

Perhaps they might gain some insight; those three large characters could subtly contain the Great Dao and could temper one's will and soul, which was also a form of training.

Lin Moyu was thinking about the person on the tower earlier and was about to enter the city when Mist suddenly ran over and said urgently, "Don't go yet, don't go yet."

Seeing the little one's hurried appearance, Lin Moyu smiled slightly, "What's wrong?"

Mist pointed at the three large characters on the city gate and said, "In a moment, these characters will change. I asked around, and it seems that as long as you can resist the change, you can get the qualification to enter the towers." "Qualification to enter the towers?"

Lin Moyu asked the Human Emperor; he believed that the Human Emperor's database already had the corresponding information.

Sure enough, the Human Emperor quickly gave a reply; there was indeed such a saying in Jade Sword City.

There were a total of nine high towers in Jade Sword City, and these towers were called Ice Towers.

The nine Ice Towers formed a square.

The Ice Tower located in the center was ten thousand meters high, the tallest among the nine Ice Towers.

The other eight Ice Towers ranged in height from 1,000 to 5,000 meters, arranged in sequence like steps, while also guarding the central ten-thousand-meter Ice Tower.

Each Ice Tower represented a different realm.

The lowest 1,000-meter Ice Tower represented the Super God Realm.

The 1,500-meter tower above it represented the True God Realm.

Each subsequent tower was 500 meters taller than the previous one, corresponding to one realm higher.

2,000 meters for God King, 2,500 meters for God Venerate, 3,000 meters for World Healer, 3,500 meters for Supreme, and 4,000 meters for Heavenly Venerate.

After 4,000 meters, it reached the 5,000-meter Dao Venerable Realm.

The Ice Towers required a corresponding qualification to enter, and what was obtained after passing was also a qualification—the qualification to enter the Hanshui Holy Land.

The nine Ice Towers were actually magical treasures for the Hanshui Holy Land to select disciples.

Simple and straightforward, there were only two steps in total.

First was passing the test of the three large characters on the city gate to obtain the qualification to enter the towers.

Then it was passing through an Ice Tower; after passing, one could join the Hanshui Holy Land.

However, after passing, it wasn't mandatory to join the Hanshui Holy Land; the Hanshui Holy Land wouldn't force you. As a Holy Land, it had its own pride.

No matter how incredible a genius you were, the Hanshui Holy Land would not lower itself to beg you to join.

Beyond pride, the Hanshui Holy Land also had its own confidence.

Lin Moyu murmured to himself, "That's actually fair."

He could understand the Hanshui Holy Land's approach; it gave everyone a fair chance, and whether you could grasp it depended on yourself.

This rule eventually became a path to the heavens for many; by passing the test and joining the Holy Land, one could ascend in a single step.

At the same time, even more people came wanting to pass through the Ice Towers to verify their talent.

The three large characters on the city gate suddenly burst forth with brilliant light, and the entire city wall began to glow. A large number of runes flashed from the city wall. The entire city gate was actually a grand array. The array blew out a wild wind, and everyone felt their spirits jolted, their soul power becoming incredibly abundant.

But while their soul power was abundant, everyone's realm was suppressed to the lowest point of their current realm.

A High-level Heavenly Venerable became a Low-level Heavenly Venerable, back to the state when they had just entered the realm.

A Peak Supreme became a Low-level Supreme.

Everyone's major realm remained unchanged; only the minor realm changed.

Lin Moyu was originally a Low-level Heavenly Venerable, so his realm was not affected at all.

The others seemed to have known this would happen, and no one panicked.

Suddenly, snowflakes fell from the sky, the cold air intensified, and the temperature dropped sharply.

A majestic force surged from the large characters. In everyone's eyes, a giant ice fist appeared, smashing toward them.

The ice fist was just an illusion; the ice fist each person endured was exactly one level higher than their own realm.

Many people were thrown into a panic, the sweat of fear instantly soaking their clothes.

All fear was internal; from the outside, everyone just stood in place, motionless.

Lin Moyu also saw the ice fist and instantly saw through its essence, knowing it was just a kind of impact on the soul level, only at the level of a Mid-stage Heavenly Venerate, illusory and powerless.

He just smiled casually, and the ice fist before his eyes vanished into thin air.

A soul impact was completely useless against him.

Lin Moyu regained his senses and looked around, finding that except for himself, everyone was still frozen in place, their eyes vacant, clearly contending with the soul impact.

Among them were many Heavenly Venerates with realms higher than his own, who likewise had not yet come to.

At this time, Little Three poked his head out, looked left and right, then landed on Lin Moyu's shoulder and whispered in Lin Moyu's ear, "Master, someone was watching you just now."

Lin Moyu knew who Little Three was referring to—the old man on the ten-thousand-meter Ice Tower.

"Do you know who that is?" Little Three was a Dao Venerable after all and had lived for many years; in some aspects, he knew more than Lin Moyu.

Little Three said, "I know, that person is in our bloodline inheritance. Let me think."

Lin Moyu frowned; if he could appear in Little Three's bloodline inheritance, the other party's identity seemed quite extraordinary.

He just didn't know which generation this inheritance started from.

Little Three tried very hard to recall, and a few seconds later, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I remember! I know who he is!"

"He is an elder from three generations ago of the Wen Dao Sect, Zhao Dongsheng."

An elder from three generations ago…

As far as Lin Moyu knew, for a top-tier power like the Wen Dao Sect, an elder must be at least in the Dao Venerable Realm, and those in the Dao Venerable Realm could live for at least a million years.

And the higher the realm, the longer they lived.

This elder named Zhao Dongsheng—who knew what his realm was or how long he had lived?

Lin Moyu immediately contacted the Human Emperor, "Human Emperor, I want the information on a Wen Dao Sect elder named Zhao Dongsheng."

Lin Moyu wasn't sure if the Human Emperor had information on Zhao Dongsheng; maybe he did, maybe he didn't.

If the person had been very famous back then, there might be something.

Unfortunately, the Human Emperor gave an answer: there was no information on a person named Zhao Dongsheng.

Lin Moyu frowned; Little Three had Zhao Dongsheng in his bloodline inheritance, but the Human Emperor didn't have him. Things were a bit strange.

He said to Little Three, "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

Little Three patted his chest and guaranteed, "I definitely didn't see wrong."

Lin Moyu chose to believe Little Three. Since the Human Emperor didn't have Zhao Dongsheng's information, he knew a place that definitely would.