The Three Holy Emperors walked forward. As they approached the gate of the fairy world, the surface of the ancient portal suddenly flashed with various strange textures. These textures were ancient, profound, obscure, and incomprehensible, just like the textures on the Jingxi stone sword.

The texture of Zhandao is average!

The three of them are like the keys to open the door to this fairyland!

The Holy Spirits stepped back one after another, excitedly waiting for the moment when the portal would open.

Su Yun followed the Three Saint Emperors and asked again: "What is in the golden coffin? Who hung it here? Is it dangerous if I open the golden coffin?"

The light around the Three Holy Emperors became brighter and brighter, corresponding to the texture emitted by the gate to the fairy world, and it was no longer possible to answer his questions.

The door to the fairy world is constantly shaking and gradually opening.

"Bang——"

Along with the opening of the gate to the fairy world, loud bells sounded, brilliance poured out from another time and space, stars of all sizes hung on the sky, and the energy of chaos surged between the stars.

In the distance, there is a ragged giant standing in the sea of ​​chaos and fire, splitting the chaos. Several incredible bells hang around him. The bell just sounded was one of the bells vibrating, blasting away the energy of chaos.

"Fellow Taoists, that is the fairyland."

The Three Holy Emperors had entered that world at some point. Facing them, Emperor Sui's voice was like a bell, pointing in the distance: "That's the immortal world. If you cross this portal, you will ascend. You will regain your body and become immortals."

The place he pointed at was a magnificent fairyland continent.

There is the Immortal Realm, the eighth Immortal Realm. The giants who opened up the Eighth Immortal Realm are still working hard to open up this universe wider.
Chapter completed!