526 Heavenly Constellations

I'd better collect them myself. He Chuan didn't want to go to the territory of the other party.

The Divine Emperor Mountain had a transit station and now it had been stationed at two stars. It had become a top sect second only to the Heavenly Constellation Sect.

The structure of the world was nothing more than the righteous path, the unorthodox path, and the chaotic forces. Wherever there were benefits, they would lean towards one side.

The righteous path and the unorthodox path were not incompatible, and they would not kill each other for simple slogans.

If there was a conflict over slogans one day, there was no doubt that this group of people would definitely divide the spoils unevenly.

The righteous path forces were none other than the Heavenly Constellations, Divine Emperor Mountain, Xuanhu Mountain, Scorching Sun Dynasty, Xijian Pavilion, and so on.

Heavenly Constellations were known as the number one in the world and were not a single force.

It was formed by seven main sects. They were not in the Central Great Land, but on their respective stars. They seemed to be rather ethereal and did not have much of a relationship with the various large factions.

On the contrary, the Divine Emperor Mountain had recently annexed the Meishan Sect and the Black Heavenly Earth Sect, and it seemed to be on the verge of becoming the number one sect in the Central Great Land.

The greater the power of the Divine Emperor Mountain, the greater the danger He Chuan would face in the future. As long as the other party made a move, the Reincarnation Palace would definitely be in danger.

He Chuan took out the Goddess Tree Fruit and traded it with Qing Feng.

He had originally wanted to exchange alchemy techniques, but it was better to forget about it now. It would not be too late to find an opportunity in the future.

At this moment, two people entered the room.

The one on the left had dragon horns, while the one on the right had a single horn and square eyes.

The two of them were so bloody that you could not see them straight in the eyes.

What is this? The man on the left saw the fruit, and the familiar scent made his eyes light up.

Goddess Tree Fruit He Chuan could tell that the other party was a body-tempering cultivator and seemed to be a dragon?

How many divine fruits are there? I am a dragon child featherman, may I know who you are? The moment the man on the left saw He Chuan, he could not help but have a good impression of him.

Reincarnation Palace's Judge He. Imperial Dragon Mountain was a sect that specialized in cultivating the dragon species and body refinement cultivators. The dragon child in front of him was equivalent to the Sect's Young Master.

So you're the King of Beiyin. I heard that you chopped off Xuantan's head. The featherman's eyes lit up, he was indeed a forthright and domineering person, doing things no one had done before.

It's just a false reputation. How much do you need? He Chuan laughed bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect it to spread so widely. He didn't know if it was good or bad.

Body refinement cultivators had to be careful when they cultivated, afraid that they would be affected by the assimilation of their bloodline and lose their minds, turning into a bloodline beast.

With this fruit, things should improve a lot.

Close to 2,000 per day.

So many? I want all of them. There will be a Myriad Treasure Meeting in a while. All the treasures in the world will be there. The featherman kept his pride, he suddenly thought of something.

Myriad Treasure Gathering? Where is it? If it was the territory of the Divine Emperor Mountain, He Chuan didn't need to take the risk.

The Golden Gate of the Heavenly Constellations. This Myriad Treasure Gathering is being held by Huozi, and fighting is strictly prohibited. The feathermen saw He Chuan's worries, everyone knew He Chuan had offended Divine Emperor Mountain and Scorching Sun Dynasty.

Even Imperial Dragon Mountain didn't dare to offend these two sects, let alone the Reincarnation Palace, which only had an Immortal Venerable.

I'll take a look while I'm at it. He wondered if there was a method to refine a nine-holed golden pill, even if it was a single pill.

He Chuan bid farewell to Qing Feng and followed the featherman out.

Have we seen each other before? Why did I feel a sense of familiarity when I first saw you, Fellow Daoist? The featherman was puzzled.

The person next to him was his subordinate. His bloodline was low and he did not have the right to stand with the two of them. He could only follow behind.

Maybe it has something to do with me being a body refinement cultivator. He Chuan's fingertip condensed the blood essence, and the blood essence twisted and formed a blood dragon.

So it's an ancient dragon. No wonder we hit it off. Dragon cultivators are much stronger than cultivators of the same realm. Why did you give up on this path? Speaking up to this point, the featherman had some doubts.

There's no way out. I don't know how to go. He Chuan shook his head helplessly.

Body refinement cultivators had a lot of limitations. Most body refinement organizations had strict levels and their cultivation techniques were unique. Even if they stole the inheritance of other sects, they could not change cultivation.

Body refinement cultivators had too many limitations.

Without joining an organization, the road ahead will indeed be difficult. The feathermen naturally knew the difficulty of body refinement. The Imperial Dragon Mountain was called the True Dragon Cemetery. It was the place where the True Dragon Tribe buried their dragon corpses hundreds of thousands of years ago.

After hundreds of thousands of years of fermentation, the blood of the True Dragon had dyed the ground red. The heat contained in the dragon's blood made it hotter than a ten-thousand-year-old volcano. There was also the dragon soul produced by the resentment of the True Dragon.

Body refinement cultivators had to temper themselves in there to purify their bloodline. This was an extremely dangerous move, and if they were not careful, their souls would dissipate.

Feathermen were body refinement cultivators with atavism, the ancestor of their feathermen Dragons bloodline was the ancient divine beast, Winged Dragon.

If you have the chance in the future, please visit Imperial Dragon Mountain as a guest.

Of course.

As they spoke, the two of them came to the end of the corridor. At the end was a colorful door.

They stepped through the door, and time and space reversed. When they opened their eyes, the world before them changed. It was no longer a long corridor, but an immortal mountain floating in the air.

The clouds were steaming, and the white cranes were flying.

Countless handsome men and women with exotic flowers and plants were walking through the immortal fog.

The space-time rift was much larger than the one in the Xijian Pavilion. The sky would occasionally flash with colorful light, indicating that cultivators were rushing over from other places.

Several people followed the small path at the foot of the mountain and arrived at the palace at the top of the mountain.

There were people who were traveling with them around, and there were even rare great demons. These people were filled with the smell of blood, and they did not fit in with the surrounding immortal realms.

Even so, no one chased these demons away.

The HEavenly Constellation Sect did not participate in the conflicts between the sects. The good and evil had nothing to do with them. As long as they did not violate their interests, ordinary sects could not violate their interests.

He Chuan suddenly felt a few gazes behind him.

The purple-robed man was standing not far away from He Chuan. When he saw He Chuan's gaze, he was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands in greeting.

It was Sun King, the right-hand man of the Scorching Sun Godking, whom he had not seen for a long time.

He did not say anything. The relationship between the two of them was not bad, but after all, he was hit when he was down in the face of a disaster. The grudge would be resolved one day.

The hatred in the other party's eyes was simply irresistible.

There were a few people standing on the right. The leader was wearing a purple robe with a crescent moon pattern on his chest.

The two of them were wearing Blood Emperor's and Divine Emperor Sect's clothes respectively.

Enemies really meet on a narrow road. He scornfully sneered that not far away, wearing an eight-trigram robe, hanging a copper coin sword at his waist, should be the gate of heaven and earth.

He had actually encountered his enemy.

He Chuan looked at them without fear. The air was almost filled with fire and lightning by the two parties' gazes.

They come here often. The feathermen had an ordinary relationship with Divine Emperor Mountain.

Fellow Daoist Judge! How's the Dragon Lord's health? Immortal Chiyan landed in front of He Chuan and greeted the feathermen beside him.

Thank you for your concern, Senior. The featherman returned the bow respectfully.

When the people of Divine Emperor Mountain saw Immortal Chiyan, their expressions changed drastically and they quickly left.

So it's these little brats. If Fellow Daoist He wants to kill them, I'll help you. Immortal Chiyan looked at He Chuan as if he was standing up for his ally.