Chapter 151 Sent Away

When the two climbed onto the five-colored altar, they were shocked. The altar was built against the mountain, and nothing could be seen from below. After climbing up, they found that it was just a corner.

The scene in front of me was jaw-dropping. The main part of the altar seemed to have been cut off by an invisible hand, leaving behind a vast expanse of emptiness and desolation. This incomplete trace revealed the vicissitudes of time and the depth of history. Obviously, this was not a recent injury, but originated from the distant ancient times. Every crack was engraved with the secrets of time.

"Why is it in such a broken state? Could it be that the ruthless emperor brought me here in the hope that I can fill this gap and restore the past glory? But this is beyond the power I can achieve."

Just as Zixia was lost in thought, Ji Ziyue glanced up the mountain and said, "Look, there... seems to be a hidden formation."

The five-colored altar is built against the mountain. Not far away from it is a stone platform. Time has left mottled marks on it, as well as many traces of human carvings, which are incomprehensible.

"Have you noticed? This formation is out of tune with the surrounding environment, as if it was hastily carved later. It is just a miniature formation platform and is a bit rough." Ji Ziyue continued with a bit of inquiry and doubt in her voice.

"Indeed, although it is very old, it does not look like it was carved by the Yuhua Divine Dynasty itself. Could it be that it was done by someone who took away a section of the Five-Colored Altar?"

Zixia examined the divine formation in front of her more carefully, then took out a few precious divine sources from her sleeves and carefully inserted them into the ancient grooves on the stone platform. In an instant, the entire teleportation formation seemed to be given life, and golden light flowed through the grooves, wandering and interweaving, and finally converging into a dazzling portal.

Unlike other Dao patterns, this portal was not illusory, but a structure made of light, like pure gold casting, emitting a warm and dazzling glow. What was even more surprising was that through this portal, the scene on the other side was clearly visible, as if with just one step, one could cross thousands of mountains and rivers and reach the other side.

"That is..." Zixia was stunned. The first thing that came into her eyes was a five-colored altar that was equally magnificent but equally incomplete. It exuded a natural and ancient atmosphere. Every stone seemed to carry a heavy history, telling the endless vicissitudes of life over the years.

She added two more divine sources without hesitation. With the injection of energy, the golden portal suddenly expanded, and the scene on the other end became clearer and more detailed.

At this moment, Ji Ziyue couldn't help but let out an exclamation, which contained both surprise and disbelief.

Zixia was petrified and stunned for a moment, because she instantly knew where this place was. There she was reborn and truly faced her own heart. It was also there that she experienced unprecedented joy and satisfaction. It was a touch from the depths of her soul and a state of bliss that could not be fully expressed in any words!
Around, nine towering holy mountains stood side by side like ancient guardians, surrounding the deep and unfathomable abyss in the center. The abyss seemed like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up the light, and seemed to be able to seduce the most secret fears and yearnings in the depths of people's hearts, making people's minds involuntarily attracted by it, as if they would sink into it in the next moment.

At the top of one of the Nine Sacred Mountains, a half-human-high immortal treasure tree stood proudly, with a clear sacred spring flowing beside it. In the sacred spring, an unknown root meandered down and took root deeply into it. The scene was strange and peaceful, fascinating, yet with a bit of indescribable mystery.

"Where is that?" Ji Ziyue asked softly, looking at Zixia's absent-minded appearance. "That's Huang~~~" Before Zixia finished speaking, she saw an irresistible suction force suddenly burst out from the end of the golden portal, and the two people's consciousness and divine power were ruthlessly deprived by this force in an instant, falling into a deep and silent darkness.

At the same time, above the abyss, the originally incomplete grand altar seemed to respond to some ancient call. An invisible hand quietly emerged, spanning the void and began to repair the five-color altar with incredible power. As the missing corner slowly fell and perfectly merged with the main body, the altar once again glowed with complete and brilliant light. Even more shocking was that a five-color stone pillar appeared from the void and was steadily inserted into the center of the altar, making the entire five-color altar completely perfect without any flaws.

As the five-colored altar was restored, Zixia and Ji Ziyue also floated on it. A dazzling star emitting faint purple light flew out from Zixia's body. It slowly rotated around the five-colored altar, instantly stimulating the altar's potential power, and the entire altar underwent earth-shaking changes.

At the same time, the bronze ring on Zixia's finger seemed to sense something and released a warm and powerful invisible energy, wrapping the two of them tightly, as if building an indestructible protective shield for them.

In the center of the Bagua diagram, a Tai Chi diagram slowly emerges, with the Yin and Yang fish entwined and interdependent, like a pair of tightly closed metal doors, guarding the secrets leading to an unknown world. Tai Chi and Bagua have been symbols of time and space since ancient times. At this moment, they seem to be given life, and the space is distorted, and the light becomes hazy and mysterious.

As each symbol in the Bagua diagram - Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan - flashed dazzling light one after another, the entire five-color altar seemed to be activated and began to operate an ancient and complex mechanism. These lights, like the unlocking process of an ancient code, strictly followed the guidance of the mysterious symbols inside the purple star, accurately determined the coordinates, and prepared to open a door to time and space leading to a foreign land.

As the symbol flashed, a dull and oppressive atmosphere filled the air. Finally, with a deafening roar, the tightly closed Yin-Yang Gate slowly opened, and a breath from the distant star field rushed over, making people tremble. The people of the East Desert were all stunned. The ancient forbidden land once again became the focus of everyone's attention. The ancient road with bright starlight was inadvertently revealed to the world, pointing directly to the depths of the universe.

Elsewhere, Ye Fan, who was in seclusion, seemed to be touched by some kind of power in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the southern sky. There, a huge shadow of the Tai Chi Bagua diagram loomed, and an indescribable emotion surged in Ye Fan's heart: "Has the Nine Dragons Coffin set sail again? Has it left all of us Earth travelers behind? No! Come back soon! Take me home!"

However, what Ye Fan didn't know was that the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin did not really leave the ancient forbidden land, but his lover and friend of the opposite sex were inexplicably sent away by the power of the Five-Colored Altar and embarked on a journey to the Ziwei Star Region.

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"Ziwei Ancient Emperor Star"

In the dust of time, an ancient relic of the Yuhua Dynasty was reawakened. On a small five-colored altar, the light was brilliant, and the familiar Bagua diagram appeared in the sky again. The metal door quietly opened. Two graceful figures, wrapped in a layer of soft light, slowly landed on the altar.

At this moment, it seemed as if they had traveled through hundreds of thousands of years of time, and Jiang Zixia's absurd legend on the ancient Ziwei Emperor Star was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)