The Grand Formation is Complete, Ready to Venture into the Outer Realm

Gu Changyuan sat high upon the dais, looking at the dramatic scene unfolding below. A smile involuntarily appeared on his face, his eyes carrying a hint of mischief and helplessness.

Suddenly gaining a bunch of good sons? It seemed... that wasn't entirely unacceptable, just kidding.

In the Tianren Holy Land, the position of Elder could never be obtained through cultivation alone.

Every Elder had to establish sufficient merit for the Holy Land, or make outstanding contributions in preaching, defending the sect, expanding territories, or management. Only after passing strict assessments could they be promoted.

Otherwise, no matter how high their cultivation base was, they could only serve as deacons, accumulating contributions and waiting for an opportunity.

In Gu Changyuan's eyes, the hundreds of Elders standing here, with their millennium of dedication and loyalty, were completely worthy of this lavish gift he had bestowed upon them.

Besides, this little gift was truly nothing to him.

In his storage space, let alone mountains of semi-immortal artifacts, even true immortal artifacts were staggering in number.

It was just a pity that the rules of this realm were limited and could not withstand or tolerate the existence of immortal artifacts.

Even if there were any, they had to be sealed down to the level of semi-immortal artifacts before they could be used.

The weapons in the hands of Gu Changyuan's thirty disciples were actually immortal artifacts, though they were sealed immortal artifacts provided by the system.

The power of these immortal artifacts would gradually unlock as the disciples grew, until reaching their current semi-immortal artifact level.

"Alright, you may all rise."

Gu Changyuan clapped his hands lightly, suppressing the noise in the hall, his voice carrying a smile.

"Take these semi-immortal artifacts back to refine and familiarize yourselves with them. As for the surplus, return them to the treasury as usual.

Today's matters end here. You can arrange the rest of the Grand Ceremony as usual."

After speaking, he turned and left with his four disciples, leaving the group of Elders to handle the aftermath.

As soon as they left, the atmosphere in the hall relaxed even more.

Elder Li Huili, who had been the first to cry out "Adoptive Father," couldn't wait to hug that battle-axe semi-immortal artifact in his arms. Like holding a rare treasure, he looked at it from left to right, unable to put it down.

Seeing his appearance, the others also burst into laughter.

"Alright, Li Huili, restrain yourself a bit!"

A middle-aged Supreme Elder couldn't help but tease. Although he was complaining verbally, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling upward.

"There is plenty of time to look at it carefully when you go back. Everyone is here, don't embarrass yourself!"

"Tch, acting as if you guys aren't happy!"

Li Huili curled his lips, retorting righteously.

"I call this expressing my inner feelings outwardly, unlike you guys, holding it in so uncomfortably!"

The discussion hall was instantly filled with cheerful laughter. Discussions and exclamations rose and fell in a lively atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Gu Changyuan had already taken his four disciples back to their residence on Tianyuan Mountain.

...

Time flew by in a flash. At sunset on the third day, the sky was dyed red with rosy clouds, and the three-day Tianyuan Grand Ceremony officially came to a close.

Countless palaces, pavilions, and cave dwellings emitted bright lights. Especially in the residential areas newly allocated to the entry disciples, voices could be heard faintly, filled with novelty, excitement, and infinite longing for cultivation.

At the foot of the mountain, Tianren City, built relying on the Holy Land, was brightly lit at this moment.

Many cultivators who failed to pass the Holy Land's assessment were unwilling to leave immediately—the trading environment of Tianren City was top-tier in the Central Continent.

Even if they couldn't enter the Holy Land, being able to find some suitable cultivation resources here, or broaden their horizons, made the trip worthwhile.

Gu Changyuan stood alone by the cliff on the highest peak of Tianyuan Mountain, his robes fluttering in the wind, his gaze overlooking the magnificent scenery of the ten peaks and one city below.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented peace and satisfaction in his heart.

Wasn't this brilliantly illuminated and vibrant scene exactly what he had desired to see most deep down when he transmigrated here, awakened the system, and founded the sect?

From nothing to something, from insignificance to prosperity, watching the seeds he planted with his own hands weather the storms and eventually grow into towering trees that sheltered a region.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and sank his mind deep into his sea of consciousness. His divine sense clone instantly returned to his main body.

Opening his eyes, divine light gleamed within them.

He no longer hesitated. Raising his hands, his ten fingers flew like phantoms, and profound runes containing the laws of space and chaos flowed from his fingertips.

"Rise!"

A soft shout seemed to trigger a resonance with heaven and earth.

"Buzz—!"

The peak of Tianyuan Mountain's main peak was the first to erupt with unprecedentedly dazzling light. A silver-white pillar of light, composed of pure spiritual energy and spatial runes, violently shot into the sky.

Immediately after, "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!..."

Eleven pillars of light faintly intersected high in the sky, forming a massive glowing network that covered the core area of the Holy Land, causing all cultivators within the Holy Land to feel it and look up at the sky in shock.

The eleven spirit veins beneath these ten peaks and one mountain were the most perfect array cores for setting up a cross-domain teleportation grand array.

This kind of teleportation grand array, which ignored the distances of the Nine Heavens Realm, required a massive amount of spiritual energy to support it. Ordinary spirit veins simply couldn't bear it, but the foundation of these eleven spirit veins was enough to support several cross-domain teleportations.

Although every time the grand array was activated, it would consume a massive amount of spiritual energy from the spirit veins.

But with Gu Changyuan's current strength, he only needed to casually inject energy when he returned from teleportation in the future to quickly restore the spirit veins, so there was no need to worry about depletion at all.

As time passed, the array diagram in the sky became clearer and more solid, exuding an increasingly terrifying spatial coercion.

Finally, the last core rune was firmly branded in the center of the array diagram.

The massive array diagram in the sky suddenly contracted, turning into an incredibly complex, slowly rotating silver wheel of light, which then gradually faded into the void, leaving only faint spatial ripples.

At the same time, the pillars of light shooting into the sky from the eleven mountain peaks slowly retracted and dissipated.

Gu Changyuan slowly lowered his hands and let out a soft breath.

Xiao Yi, Yun Tianhe, Han Feng, and Bai Ling'er holding Gu Xing'er, who had been waiting to the side and watching the whole process with bated breath, finally dared to step forward.

Bai Ling'er's beautiful eyes shone with extraordinary splendor. She was the first to speak, her voice carrying unconcealable awe:

"Master, this array... is it complete?"

"Yes, it has been set up."

Gu Changyuan nodded in response, his gaze looking toward the north.

"Next, it is time to set off and find your senior sister and the others."

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