The Twenty-Four Divine Guards and Feiling joined forces to launch an earth-shattering battle against the black-robed man. Desperate efforts, they can only freeze together with the latter, and cannot completely destroy it. Because the true body of the Lord is not here.

Even so, Fei Ling used his own strength and perseverance with the Twenty-Four Divine Guards to prove that justice can never be defeated. Freeze, sleep, then sleep forever, maybe that's the least price.

Time passes like a white horse. How many years have passed in a blink of an eye. On top of the sanctuary that was gradually calming down, a total of twenty-four stone pillars appeared around it. There are different runes on each stone pillar, which is very mysterious.

And these stone pillars were called inscription pillars by the cultivators who later broke into the holy realm, and they had the power to suppress all evil. It has existed in the Sanctuary for a long time. As a result, the aura here has gradually recovered.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains in the far north, there has always stood a strange ice sculpture. It won't melt for a long time, and there is a powerful force around it that has become an ice barrier, which ordinary people can't get close to.

The ice sculpture is the existence frozen by Feiling, and it is also sealed with an evil force comparable to it. Because the stone pillar is combined with his own aura, such an aura appears, and it will not be destroyed for a long time.

There is such a legend circulating in the Sanctuary that there was once an absolute powerhouse, with twenty-four guards around him, who fought with a mysterious opponent for hundreds of days on a dark day, and finally reluctantly suppressed it.

If it weren't for the existence of this absolute powerhouse, then the plane of the Sanctuary would have collapsed long ago, and maybe there wouldn't be even a little breath left. Although it was only a legend, later cultivators have always regarded it as a real existence.

A hundred years of time is like a flick of a finger. In the long river of time, whether it is Muyang or Feiling, their story seems to have become history and legend. This stage is led by a new generation.

Is this really the case? On closer examination, this is not necessarily the case. When a new era comes, it will naturally be led by a new generation. But what is the source of their strength? Or do they follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and keep exploring.

Over the past hundred years, many sects have emerged on this stable sacred area. Among these sects, although they are all rookies, there are many people who know what happened back then. So there's another version of the story circulating in it.

Legend has it that on the top of a snow-capped mountain in the far north, there is an ice sculpture. The reason why that ice sculpture does not melt for many years is because of the immense power contained in it. As long as any of the cultivators get it, they can dominate the holy realm.

Although, if Muyang knew about it, or Feiling knew about it, he might think it was ridiculous. Why did this lead to such a situation based on false rumors? But in the eyes of the younger generations, uninformed cultivators, this is very tempting.

No matter what era it is, strength and status are absolute kings. Even the current Holy Domain, with absolutely powerful power, is something that every cultivator and every sect dreams of, without exception.

The four sides of the sanctuary, east, south, west, and north. Each has a stone pillar standing in the center. Next to these four stone pillars are four different sects. Sword Sect, Lishan Gate, Demon Sword Gate, Qingyu Sect.

Among them, the Sword Sect, the Lishanmen, and the Qingyu Sect are orthodox. The Demon Sword Gate is regarded as a crooked evil sect. However, because the forces are all about the same, if they face each other, it is evenly matched, so they have always maintained a state of mutual checks and balances.

On the surface, it seems that everything is fine, but secretly I don't know how many times I have moved my hands and feet. What is the reason? Because of the four stone pillars on all four sides. According to legend, the ice sculptures in the far north have a close relationship with these 24 stone pillars.

As long as a cultivator figured out what the secrets of these twenty-four stone pillars were, they could know how to obtain the power of the ice sculpture. Ambitious people refuse to let go, so they have been deadlocked until now.

Three of the four sects claim to be upright. At least in the hundred years since the founding of this sect, all the Sacred Realm cultivators have thought so. And beneath them, there are many lower planes that rule.

The forces and forces are balanced, so no one dares to oppose them, and no one dares to speak out to provoke. But the Magic Knife Gate is different. His power is comparable to that of any single sect. And the three factions did not dare to unite against each other.

The human heart is unpredictable, and they all have a concern. Once the three factions unite to fight against the Demon Sword Gate. It's okay if you defeat it, but after defeating the Demon Sword Gate, your vitality will naturally be greatly damaged, so what if you stab you in the back at this time?

Because of such concerns, no one is willing to break this deadlock. Everyone is just maintaining the current state of balance. Although the undercurrent is turbulent, it is necessary to pretend to be casual on the surface, and will not show the slightest abnormality.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since there has been a vision in the Sanctuary. The days were too peaceful, and they all slacked off. The ice sculpture did not react, and the runes on the stone pillar, no matter how much you studied, there was no response.

At this moment, the Li Mountain Gate, the Qingyu Sect, and the Sword Sect, which were located in the four directions, all became puzzled. Their respective heads stood at the same height, looking at the stone pillar and groaning: "Why?

At a certain moment, the eyes of the three of them lit up at the same time, as if they thought of some kind of crucial question. The figure flashed, and at the same time disappeared in place. Soon, in front of the stone pillar, three figures appeared at the same time. They turn into streamers, and they are extremely fast.

Boom, boom, boom, snap, snap, snap, and landed accurately, and a powerful wave rippled all around. But after the three fluctuations swung out at the same time, they canceled each other out in an instant. The three of them looked calm and even exchanged pleasantries.

"It turned out to be Yu Hengzi, two swords at will, and the old man was disrespectful and disrespectful. The old man of Li Shan Gate was the first to speak, but he did not relax his vigilance in his breath. This kind of superficial politeness is really unpleasant.

The other two simply avoided the greetings and walked towards the stone pillar at the same time. Suddenly, the old man of Li Shan walked a little, turned into a streamer, and rushed towards the two. The latter stomped on his feet, stepped back, and defended with a wave of air.

"What do you mean by that? Since the two of them have thought of the key point, why do they still have to hide it? Could it be that after so many years of relationship, they still can't believe it?" said the head of the Sword Sect.

I knew very well that among the three of them, who could trust whom? I just didn't want to tear my face. The two looked at each other without speaking. The palm of his hand flipped over, and at the same time, a wave of qi was condensed, approaching the stone pillar.

Suddenly, countless sword lights surged. It took on a situation of encirclement, locking the two firmly in the middle. The combination between the sword light and the sword light is very difficult to break at all.

With a clear sound, a huge sword light shot up into the sky, directly piercing the sky. A whirlpool appeared in the sky, the stone pillar began to tremble slightly, and the runes on it began to flicker, which was very mysterious.

(End of chapter)