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第一千四百八十一章 蓬莱山的由来

"Would you like to hear about it? There's no harm in that. Although your fellow daoists are only at the Separation and Union stage, for Qi Qingqi, they are top-notch cultivators. Have you heard of the ancient battles between realms?" The Ancient Devil spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of沧桑.

"Daoist friend, are you referring to when Asura King led the evil spirits into the Spirit Realm?" Wating Tinglou's voice echoed in Lin Xuan’s ears: "I don't have much clear knowledge; I only read snippets from ancient texts. Asura King had ambitions that reached the heavens, but unfortunately, he was defeated by the great cultivators of the Spirit Realm..."

Before Wating Tinglou could finish, the Ancient Devil burst into laughter, his voice filled with disdain: "Great cultivators of the Spirit Realm defeating Asura King? That's a joke!"

"Is it not so?"

"Naturally not. The version you heard has been tampered with by ancient cultivators...""

The Ancient Devil then quickly outlined the ancient secrets, though their stances differed, his respect for Asura King was evident from his words.

Lin Xuan remained calm; he already knew these matters but acted as if hearing them for the first time. His acting skills were top-notch, and even the old foxes present could not detect any inconsistencies among them.

"According to your account, Asura King's strength is no less than that of a true cultivator, perhaps even surpassing it. In the Northern Pole Yuan Guang Hall, he faced three opponents alone, though he died, the three celestial messengers also suffered casualties. What does this have to do with the treasure we seek?" Wating Tinglou's face was filled with surprise; even he found it hard to digest such secrets at first, but he did not delve further, as the treasure in front of them was more important.

"Could it be that the celestial treasures you mentioned are left by Asura King or those three celestial beings?"

"Yes," the Ancient Devil nodded. "You're smart, getting it right away. Although Asura King is dead, the two injured true cultivators hate him to the bone. The saying 'love me, love my dog' applies here; their hatred is just as intense. Thus, they took out their anger on the evil spirits."

"After Asura King's demise, the evil spirit army was leaderless, and its remaining five kings were far weaker, comparable only to the three scattered cultivators and demon kings of the Spirit Realm. They couldn't stand a chance against true cultivators. Logically, the evil spirit realm should have faced great calamities, even destruction by celestial wrath. But then, an unexpected variable saved them."

"What?"

At this moment, Lin Xuan could not help but show interest on his face. He had heard from Little Tangerine about everything the Ancient Devil said, but it was incomplete, and he had always been curious. According to logic, after Asura King's death, the evil spirit army would have found it hard to escape. The Spirit Realm's counterattack could be managed, but the wrath of celestial beings...

Two casualties meant the two surviving cultivators wouldn't stop. In the cultivation world, there was no such thing as bullying the weak. If he were a true cultivator, he would have massacred the evil spirit realm.

But the evil spirit army almost completely retreated; only Asura King's palace in the human world was bloodied, but it wasn't done by celestial beings; it was the work of Spirit Realm cultivators.

"What happened?" Even Wanyao Wang was curious now.

"This involves our Holy Clan," the Ancient Devil sighed. "The Demon Realm? Are you hoping to gain from this like a bystander reaping benefits?" Wating Tinglou's face darkened.

"Hmph, naturally not. The Spirit Realm and the Evil Spirit Realm are at odds; if we were to intervene, we would have done so long ago. Now that even true cultivators are involved, acting now would be like trying to steal a chicken but losing your hand. Originally, we planned to sit back and watch the conflict between the two realms unfold, with no stake in who wins or loses. But just as this happened, our Holy Clan's Grand Leader emerged from seclusion."

"Grand Leader of the Holy Clan?" Lin Xuan was surprised; he had never heard this title before.

"Yes, the Grand Leader is one of the nine true demons and the strongest among them. Although not as extraordinary as Asura King, his strength far exceeds that of scattered cultivators. After emerging from seclusion, his power increased significantly. It's said that compared to a true cultivator, he only falls short by a hair."

"How so?" Lin Xuan asked with some confusion.

"The truth is, Asura King not only had formidable strength but was also the most beautiful woman in the realm of three. Only the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox could match her beauty. The Grand Leader, though from our Holy Clan, has always been deeply infatuated with Asura King. After emerging from seclusion, he learned about her tragic death and was both shocked and angry. He didn't intend to provoke a conflict between realms but went solo against two true cultivators..."

The result was predictable; the Grand Leader's strength was on par with that of true cultivators. Despite facing two opponents, the two true cultivators were already severely injured. In the end, no one gained an advantage, and all three perished together.

"Ah, I see."

Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface but finally understood. This explained why both true cultivators died in the end.

"You know where this Penglai Mountain came from and why its aura is so dense?"

Everyone shook their heads; while they were powerful, none of them could match the Ancient Devil's extensive knowledge.

"Penglai actually originated as a part of the Spirit Realm. Before two true cultivators could descend to trouble the evil spirit army, the Grand Leader intercepted them in the Spirit Realm corner. The battle between the three was far beyond our imagination. Although they all perished, their conflict site was torn apart by the aftermath of the battle and left the realm but not the human world. This is Penglai Mountain."

"Indeed, no wonder Penglai's aura is so dense. Ancient texts once said it could rival the Spirit Realm; I thought there might have been exaggeration, but now I see it was accurate." Tian Xiaojian nodded, his face showing deep thought: "According to your account, true cultivators and the Grand Leader of the Demon Realm left treasures on Penglai Mountain."

"No, only one true cultivator's items remain here. The rest were taken by ancient Spirit Realm cultivators and our Holy Clan's predecessors." The Ancient Devil spoke slowly.

"Oh, if everything else was taken, why leave behind someone’s belongings?" Lin Xuan asked in confusion.

"I don't know; during the realm battle, I had just been born as a minor figure. Now, I'm far from being eligible to be among true demons, so what happened back then is unknown to me."

As they continued walking, they finally reached the summit. However, upon seeing the object before them, everyone was stunned.

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