Chapter 877: Mount Tai

The group retreated in disgrace. Qing Xiaoyue was all smiles, her crystal-white teeth showing as she couldn't help raising her fist, her inner joy beyond words.

Stepping out of the hotel, Yang Tian looked around and asked, "Which direction?"

Hearing this, Qing Xiaoyue was momentarily startled, then she pointed east, hesitated briefly, and said with a mix of surprise and delight, "East, about over a thousand li."

"Are we going to fly there?" Qing Xiaoyue blinked her lively eyes, speaking with great eagerness. She couldn't help recalling the scene a few days ago when he instantly teleported from the supermarket to the hotel, and the little deer in her chest began to thump with excitement.

"Sort of," Yang Tian said, looking east and nodding. Then he was somewhat taken aback, seeing Qing Xiaoyue clutching his arm, looking nervous and excited. Bewildered, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to fly? I need to hold tight. What if I fall off?" Qing Xiaoyue pouted, complaining that Yang Tian didn't know how to be gentle with a lady.

"Fall off?" Yang Tian couldn't help rolling his eyes. Even though his cultivation was currently sealed, if he couldn't protect even a mortal, what was the point of cultivating the Dao?

Under Qing Xiaoyue's nervous and excited gaze, she suddenly felt her world shifting, as if the stars were moving. The mountains and rivers blurred past, and she couldn't see clearly.

"Are we flying?" Qing Xiaoyue clung tightly to Yang Tian's arm, somewhat amazed. It felt to her as if they were walking on the ground.

Yang Tian was indeed walking on the ground. With each step, mountains and rivers receded behind them, his speed reaching an extreme.

Just then, he frowned. Yang Tian halted, looking around with a puzzled expression.

"Ah, where are we now?" Qing Xiaoyue noticed he had stopped, and looked around excitedly, full of surprise.

Yang Tian's expression grew serious. He flicked his hand, and a divine pearl appeared, floating above his palm, shrouded in chaotic energy, radiating terrifying fluctuations—extremely fearsome.

Seeing this great weapon, Qing Xiaoyue's heart trembled. She couldn't help stepping back, feeling that this object was extremely terrifying.

The East Sea Divine Pearl floated above his palm, now emitting a glow, as if sensing something. Yang Tian was surprised; clearly, some treasure was resonating with the pearl.

"Could it be another divine pearl?" Yang Tian clenched his fist. This pearl was part of a set of treasures; the others were missing, so it was possible other treasures existed.

"Brother Yang Tian, what is this?" Qing Xiaoyue pointed at the East Sea Divine Pearl, speaking with great astonishment. She felt this thing was too terrifying, as if a celestial god lay dormant inside, capable of unleashing overwhelming divine might.

"A treasure," Yang Tian said absently. He had a premonition that in this world, he might find items that formed a set with this treasure.

Yang Tian flicked his sleeve, and before their eyes, light flashed. In an instant, they arrived in a bustling area.

There were many people around. The two suddenly appearing here left those nearby somewhat bewildered, but they soon thought they had seen things.

Noisy sounds filled their ears. Qing Xiaoyue looked around and was completely stunned—they had actually come to Mount Tai.

"Oh my god, we've covered over four hundred li in just a few steps!" Qing Xiaoyue was extremely shocked, her mind reeling. This was god-like speed; if word got out, the whole world would think she had gone mad.

Yang Tian looked up and was slightly moved. Although this mountain was not large, compared to the great peaks and ancient mountains of Tianyang Continent it was like an ant, yet it possessed a majestic and imposing aura.

Though it was an unremarkable mortal mountain, it gave Yang Tian a sense of vast momentum, like a divine peak rising from the ground, unshakable.

Yang Tian was astonished. The more he looked at this mountain, the more terrifying it seemed, as if something was hidden beneath.

Mount Tai seemed to float between heaven and earth, absorbing the immortal energy of the ten directions, gathering the radiance of sun and moon, suppressing the nine heavens and ten lands—extremely fearsome.

Mount Tai is majestic and imposing, known as the 'Chief of the Five Sacred Mountains' and 'The First Mountain Under Heaven.' Since ancient times, ancient China revered Mount Tai, and successive emperors came here to perform the Fengshan sacrifices. It seemed like a cornerstone suppressing the fate of the nation, hiding some unknown ancient corpse.

The mountain peak was wreathed in mist, like immortal energy, curling upward. The overlapping mountain terrain gave a very heavy and solid feeling, as if an ancient divine peak stood there.

The more Yang Tian looked, the more amazed he became. This mountain seemed to fix heaven and earth in place, like a supreme treasure overlooking the vast land, like a celestial god descending to the mortal world.

Seeing Yang Tian lost in thought, Qing Xiaoyue became excited and said eagerly, "Brother Yang Tian, my great-grandfather said that Mount Tai is the foremost of the Nine Sacred Mountains. In ancient times, it suppressed heaven and earth, sealing away all the primordial energy."

"The foremost of the Nine Sacred Mountains!" Yang Tian's expression changed again. He hadn't taken what Qing Xiaoyue said before seriously, after all, Xiaoyue had no cultivation and couldn't possibly know such secrets.

But now, a strong interest arose in his heart. An old man who knew so much was probably no ordinary person.

At that moment, Yang Tian looked up at the sky. After looking around, he felt puzzled. He had just sensed a strange force converging toward Mount Tai, though he wasn't sure if he had misperceived it.

With a heavy heart, Yang Tian walked upward. There were many people here, a sea of humanity, and many held Mount Tai in high esteem.

"If only I could use my divine sense, I could investigate a bit," Yang Tian muttered, touching his nose. With so many people during the day, it was inconvenient to use divine abilities to probe.

Reaching the summit, Yang Tian saw some people in Daoist robes and felt a surge of joy. The clothing here was very similar to that of the terrifying figure in the Dao God Mountain.

"The birthplace of the Daoist tradition, with its lineage unbroken," Yang Tian walked over with great interest, but later he was disappointed. These people had no aura at all; clearly, they were all mortals.

"Could it be that the Daoist tradition left behind no cultivation methods?" Yang Tian was very puzzled. Even if some were occasionally passed down, though they couldn't make one a powerful cultivator, they could at least strengthen the body and prolong life.

The Daoists here were basically ordinary people, which surprised him greatly.

At that moment, Yang Tian's pupils contracted slightly. He sensed a mysterious power flowing in the void, very enigmatic, with a sense of peace and vastness, like a stream flashing through the air.

"What is that?" Yang Tian was startled. The energy he had just sensed was clearly extraordinary, and it flowed very fast, hard to capture.

His spiritual perception was now very strong, yet even he couldn't capture it—showing how mysterious it was.

After watching for a while, his gaze turned to the summit. It seemed to be gathering there, mysterious and extraordinary.

"Brother Yang Tian, this is the Jade Emperor Peak," Qing Xiaoyue said, clearly very familiar with the place, pointing at the highest peak.

Jade Emperor Peak is very mysterious. Ancient emperors performed the Fengshan sacrifices here, as if worshipping the gods. It is a buried ancient corpse, hard to investigate.

Yang Tian nodded slightly. Without hesitation, he walked straight toward Jade Emperor Peak. This place was full of mysteries; perhaps he could find some clues to understand what happened to the ancient Daoist tradition that caused the sealing of primordial energy.