Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 363

Chapter 363 Another Escape Through the Boundary, the Truth Revealed (Please Subscribe)

Wu Ze had not practiced divination, but he had spent a long time with a fourth-tier divination master from the Demonic Sect and understood some divination techniques.

Because of this, he reacted before being killed.

He struggled to his feet, his aura weakened.

“I never imagined I would encounter a resurrected member of one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects of antiquity. The methods of a Nascent Soul cultivator are far beyond my imagination. This battle was not unjust.”

Even now,

he still believed that Li Chang’an was a Nascent Soul Immortal Sect member resurrected through the Hidden World Coffin.

Of course, this idea wasn’t entirely wrong; after all, Li Chang’an had absorbed the memories of two Immortal Sect disciples, making him half an Immortal Sect member.

Wu Ze’s voice was hoarse: “I did lose this battle. I know I cannot escape death, but you, an ancient being, will not have a good end either!”

“What, do you still have a trump card?”

“No!”

A cold smile appeared on Wu Ze’s pale face.

His mouth was full of blood as he stared intently at Li Chang’an.

“My martial uncle, True Monarch Thousand Corpses, is nearby. He has my soul lamp in his hand. Seeing my soul fire flickering, he knew I was in mortal danger and has already followed the aura I left behind!”

The words had barely left his lips

when a deafening roar resounded, shaking the entire secret chamber.

Outside the chamber, an extremely powerful figure was bombarding the entrance.

That person’s aura far surpassed that of a Golden Core cultivator.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch!

“An ancient being, though you possess fourth-tier techniques, you are ultimately not a true Nascent Soul True Monarch. Facing my martial uncle, you will not escape your fate!”

Wu Ze laughed loudly.

He was disheveled, his body in a sorry state, seemingly somewhat deranged.

The roaring sounds outside grew more frequent, and the tremors within the secret chamber intensified.

Clearly,

this place had decayed over countless years and could not withstand the continuous bombardment of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

“So it’s True Monarch Thousand Corpses.”

Li Chang’an was no stranger to the person outside.

This person was one of the six True Monarchs of the Nether Soul Sect, and also the junior brother of the Myriad Souls True Monarch.

He was not a True Infant, but a False Infant.

Even so,

he was still beyond the capabilities of Li Chang’an in his current state.

Although he had many methods, he still could not fight across major realms at the Golden Core stage.

Fortunately,

he had a Realm-Splitting Talisman, enough to escape from this place.

“Slash!”

he shouted coldly, and the sword array in his hand flew out again.

This time,

Wu Ze could no longer block it, turning into a pool of blood in the dazzling sword light.

“Soul, come!”

Li Chang’an raised his hand and beckoned.

Wu Ze’s soul immediately appeared beside the pool of blood.

Seeing the Venerable Soul Banner beside Li Chang’an, he became even more certain.

“You are indeed an ancient person. The nine ancient immortal sects all had the method of refining the Venerable Soul Banner. At that time, the Venerable Soul Banner was not a demonic treasure. Speaking of which, my Nether Soul Sect was inherited from the Nether Prison Sect of the nine immortal sects. We should not be enemies…”

Before he could finish speaking,

he was thrown into the Venerable Soul Banner by Li Chang’an.

Then, Li Chang’an looked at Xiao Yuan and the others.

Sensing his gaze,

Xiao Yuan and the others trembled, their faces turning deathly pale.

“Please, senior, spare our lives!”

“Senior, we didn’t truly want to submit to the Demonic Sect, we were forced into it.”

“I never intended to become a disciple of the Demonic Sect, I only planned to be an inside agent within the Demonic Sect, to coordinate with the Purple Cloud Sect at crucial moments…”

They were filled with regret and begged for mercy repeatedly.

But the only response they received was a dazzling sword light.

After several booming sounds,

these people turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Their souls were naturally thrown into the Soul-Bearing Banner.

At this moment

, cracks appeared around the secret chamber.

The entire secret chamber was on the verge of collapse, about to be shattered by the Thousand Corpse True Monarch.

“It’s time to go.”

Li Chang’an quickly dealt with all traces and auras, took out the Rift Talisman, and activated it.

The next instant,

the power of the talisman enveloped his entire body, carrying him away from this place.

A short breath later, the secret chamber completely collapsed.

Boom!

The surrounding walls shattered simultaneously.

“Disperse!”

Thousand Corpse True Monarch waved his hand, and all the smoke and dust vanished.

He frowned, stepped into the secret chamber, and found it empty.

“Strange, the aura of Junior Nephew Wu Ze clearly ended outside this chamber; he must have entered.”

He looked at the soul lamp in his hand.

The lamp was extinguished, signifying Wu Ze’s death.

Yet, inside the chamber, there were neither enemies nor Wu Ze’s corpse.

“Soul, come!”

He waved his hand, attempting to summon Wu Ze’s soul, but nothing appeared.

“He went to the cycle of reincarnation so quickly? No, his soul has been taken!”

Thousand Corpse True Monarch immediately took out a communication artifact and contacted his senior brother, Ten Thousand Souls True Monarch.

Upon learning of Wu Ze’s death,

Ten Thousand Souls True Monarch remained silent for a moment.

Thousand Corpse True Monarch asked him, “Senior Brother, do you know who killed my nephew?”

“Junior Brother, since that person could summon my disciple’s soul, it means he also understands demonic methods. Have Master Tang deduce it. If he can’t, it should be Li Fan.”

“Li Fan? I understand.”

Thousand Corpse True Monarch immediately left, heading to the Demonic Sect’s secret stronghold in the Southern Region to find the fourth-tier divination master, Tang Taixian.

…

Meanwhile.

Inside the Black Dragon Mountains.

Li Chang’an separated from his Blood-Dripping Avatar.

His main body returned to Changqing Mountain, while the Blood-Dripping Avatar, carrying Wu Ze’s storage bag, headed to the Soul-Severing Cliff of the Bloodstone Secret Realm.

“Even if True Monarch Wanhun comes from Yan Kingdom to investigate, he

can only trace it to the Soul-Severing Cliff, not to me.” The Soul-Severing Cliff was eerie and bizarre; even a Nascent Soul True Monarch dared not venture deep within it.

From beginning to end, only Ye Hao climbed out from the bottom of the Soul -Severing Cliff.

Not long after ,

the Blood-Dripping Avatar arrived at the edge of the Soul-Severing Cliff.

He casually tossed the entire storage bag into it.

In the blink of an eye, the storage bag was swallowed by the thick fog permeating the cliff, disappearing without a trace.

“I wonder what’s down there,”

Li Chang’an thought, standing on the edge of the cliff.

A sudden impulse arose within him, a desire to jump down and investigate.

This body was, after all, just a Blood-Dripping Avatar; even if something went wrong, it wouldn’t matter—he could simply abandon it.

But he quickly suppressed this thought, taking several steps back.

“Hoo…”

Li Chang’an took a few deep breaths to calm himself.

That impulse just now was too strange, very wrong.

“Even if it’s just a drop of blood incarnation, I can’t take the risk. This drop of blood is ultimately connected to my main body, and I’m afraid its fate will affect it.”

Thinking about that strange state just now, Li Chang’an became increasingly fearful.

Why did he suddenly have the urge to jump?

He thought about it for a long time, but still couldn’t figure it out.

“Forget it, I should try to come to the Soul-Severing Cliff as little as possible in the future.”

Li Chang’an’s figure flickered, moving away from the Soul-Severing Cliff.

Meanwhile,

his main body was on its way back to Changqing Mountain.

In his hand was the now much dimmer Realm-Splitting Talisman.

“This talisman can still be used twice.”

Li Chang’an carefully put it away.

These two opportunities were almost equivalent to two lives.

“Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to replicate this Realm-Splitting Talisman yet, not even a simplified version.”

In the Dao of the Void, Li Chang’an’s skill was already quite remarkable.

Over the years…

He would occasionally call Song Yu’er to his side and touch the silver-white symbol within her sea of consciousness.

Although the symbol still resisted him, it was no longer as repulsive as it had been initially.

Now,

each time he touched it, the time he spent was far longer than the first time.

In the Void Realm, in the cultivation world of the Three Kingdoms, probably few could compare to him.

He could already understand most of the spiritual patterns on the Rift Symbol.

“There’s no rush. Perhaps in a few more years, I’ll be able to completely understand all the spiritual patterns.”

“However, drawing this kind of talisman seems to require special spiritual paper and spiritual ink. Even if I can completely understand it, I might not be able to replicate it…”

As he pondered,

Li Chang’an suddenly paused, looking up at the vast sky.

Someone was deducing his identity again!

If he wasn’t mistaken, it was most likely the fourth-tier divination master who had come to the cultivation world of Zhao Kingdom with Wu Ze.

“The Nether Soul Sect is probably deducing the identity of the true culprit, and they might suspect my identity, Li Fan.”

Li Chang’an thought to himself.

Sure enough.

Upon returning to Changqing Mountain, Song Yu’er immediately brought him news.

“Senior, a major event has occurred in the Demonic Path.”

“What is it?”

“The infamous Holy Son of the Netherworld Soul Sect, Wu Ze, has been killed!”

Song Yu’er presented the jade slip containing the news.

Li Chang’an took the jade slip, probed it with his divine sense, and glanced at it briefly.

This jade slip contained not only news of Wu Ze but also several other pieces of information, though those focused on the Northern Region.

“Teng Ying, the Holy Son of the Yellow Springs Sect, used the power of an array to kill a Holy Son of the White Tiger Sect.”

“Ye Qiuling, the Holy Maiden of the Five Poisons Valley, possesses fourth-tier spiritual poison, causing the deaths of three Holy Sons of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty…”

The

first few items were news of the Holy Sons and Daughters of the Demonic Path displaying their power.

The last item was about the death of Wu Ze.

According to the news,

Wu Ze, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Soul Sect, was killed by a rogue cultivator of the Demonic Path named Li Fan.

The Netherworld Soul Sect has now issued an internal mission, requiring all disciples, guest elders, and senior members to find Li Fan at all costs.

Furthermore, the Netherworld Soul Sect has also issued a bounty.

This bounty is not only for the Demonic Path of the Yan Kingdom.

In the cultivation world of the Three Kingdoms, regardless of whether they are righteous or demonic cultivators, anyone providing information related to Li Fan can receive a reward from the Netherworld Soul Sect.

For a time, Li Fan became the focus of discussion in the cultivation world of the Three Kingdoms.

The Holy Sons and Daughters of the major righteous forces had been defeated and killed one after another, no match for the Demonic Sect.

Yet this rogue cultivator was able to kill a Holy Son of the Demonic Sect.

How could this not be astonishing?

Song Yu’er said, “Senior, that Li Fan is truly formidable. Wu Ze could kill Gu Yunqi, but he killed Wu Ze. Doesn’t that mean he’s far stronger than a top-tier righteous saint like Gu Yunqi?”

“Yes, that’s true,”

Li Chang’an nodded with a smile.

In terms of strength, he was indeed considerably stronger than Gu Yunqi.

Song Yu’er continued, “Senior, the Zixia Sect and Huangsha Sect, these righteous forces, have all extended invitations to Li Fan, offering him the highest-level saintly treatment, second only to Nascent Soul cultivators. Do you think he’ll go?”

“I don’t think so.”

Li Chang’an didn’t intend to pay any attention to the invitations from the various sects.

In his view,

these invitations were akin to a trap.

Those Nascent Soul True Monarchs might genuinely be inviting him, or they might be eyeing the opportunities he might possess.

He wouldn’t gamble; he would simply stay in Changqing Mountain and cultivate peacefully.

A moment later,

Song Yu’er left.

Li Chang’an sealed his cave, using an array to isolate himself from the outside world.

With a thought, he took out the jade box from his storage bag.

Inside the jade box…

It was the Crown of Ten Thousand People, capable of bearing the power of faith.

Previously, in the secret chamber of the Chu Kingdom’s palace, Wu Ze had arrived too quickly for him to examine it closely.

He intended to remove the Crown of Ten Thousand People from the box, but immediately encountered a problem.

“Why can’t this jade box be opened?”

Li Chang’an frowned.

There were no seals on the outside of the jade box.

Yet, no matter what methods he used, the lid remained firmly in place.

He placed the jade box in front of him, examining it closely, and finally had a clue.

The material of this jade box was problematic.

“It’s actually Ten-Thousand-Year Jade!”

Ten-Thousand-Year Jade.

A special sealed treasure.

Li Chang’an had only seen it in ancient books before.

Once the seal on this jade was formed, it required an extremely long time to unseal; the so-called ten thousand years was just a figure of speech, possibly requiring hundreds of thousands or even millions of years!

To open it ahead of time, one must find a special unsealing treasure.

Li Chang’an had no unsealing treasure.

Therefore,

he could only stare helplessly.

After several attempts, he had to give up.

“Never mind, perhaps it’s just not meant to be.”

Li Chang’an shook his head slightly and tossed it back into his storage bag.

He took out the Soul-Bearing Banner and released Wu Ze’s soul from it.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, I have a few questions for you.”

“You are… Li Chang’an from Changqing Mountain?”

Wu Ze quickly recognized Li Chang’an.

He had been active in the Southern Region for many years and was familiar with the Golden Core cultivators there.

“So, the so-called Lin Fan was just your false identity. No wonder you were able to form your Golden Core with a low-grade spiritual root. Everyone thought you had obtained a great opportunity, but no one expected that you were from ancient times!”

“Fellow Daoist Wu is wrong. I am not from ancient times.”

“What?”

A look of astonishment appeared on Wu Ze’s face.

Li Chang’an said calmly, “Since things have come to this, why should I lie to you?”

“But… but you…”

Wu Ze was somewhat unable to accept that he had been utterly defeated by a contemporary rogue cultivator.

Li Chang’an asked him, “Fellow Daoist Wu, perhaps you haven’t figured everything out yet?”

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

Gu Yunqi’s soul flew out from the Soul Banner.

His gaze turned cold as he stared at Wu Ze and roared,

“Wu Ze! I never thought you’d fall into Li Chang’an’s hands too. If it had been a fair fight that day, I would have surely killed you and your sister!”

“It’s you, Gu Yunqi! Didn’t you die by my hand? Why are you here…”

Wu Ze suddenly froze.

In that instant, all the past events flashed through his mind.

He slowly raised his head, looking at Li Chang’an’s face, and finally understood everything.

“Li Fan! You are Li Fan!”

He trembled slightly and shouted hoarsely.

“You are a fourth-level Divination Master. My battle with Gu Yunqi was not accidental; it was clearly something you deliberately arranged!”

“Finally, I understand.”

Li Chang’an raised his hand and collected Gu Yunqi’s soul.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, Gu Yunqi is right. His Yellow Sand Spirit Body has extremely strong regenerative abilities. If it had been a fair fight that day, you and your sister would probably have died at his hands.”

“You…”

Wu Ze stared intently at Li Chang’an, his eyes filled with both hatred and resentment.

Killing Gu Yunqi

was the most glorious moment of his life.

At the time, Tang Taixian had warned him that he might have been framed, but he simply didn’t believe it.

Instead, he was smug, believing himself to be no weaker than top geniuses with spiritual bodies.

Looking back now…

He was truly laughable back then.

He was like a puppet on strings, everything was part of Li Chang’an’s calculations, he was just a tool from beginning to end.

“Li Chang’an, if you have such strength, why didn’t you kill me sooner?”

Wu Ze couldn’t accept all this and shouted loudly.

Li Chang’an said calmly, “Fighting and killing are not my desire. I only want to cultivate in peace. The reason I killed you this time is because I lacked a Purple Heart Stone to set up a fourth-order formation, and you happened to have one.”

“What, you…you are a fourth-order formation master?”

“That’s right.”

Li Chang’an had no need to hide anything from Wu Ze, who was now a soul .

After receiving his affirmative answer,

Wu Ze was struck dumb, frozen on the spot, speechless for a long time.

After a while,

he slumped to the ground, his expression more dejected, his back no longer as straight as before.

“A Golden Core cultivator who possesses one fourth-order skill is already considered a peerless genius, but you actually possess two fourth-order skills…”

Before this, he was still somewhat unwilling.

But now,

he was completely convinced.

Not to mention him, any other prodigy of the demonic path would be humiliated to death by Li Chang’an.

“Li Chang’an, your comprehension may have surpassed all others in the cultivation world of the Three Kingdoms, perhaps even comparable to Mo Qingkuang ten thousand years ago. My defeat in this battle is not unjust.”

Wu Ze sighed deeply, his words filled with helplessness.

“Ask whatever you want, I won’t hide anything.”

“Alright.”

Li Chang’an immediately took out the Purple Heart Stone and inquired about its origin.

Wu Ze truthfully told him.

He obtained the Purple Heart Stone from Teng Ying.

Teng Ying possessed it because he had subdued Wei Renjie, the Holy Son of the Purple Cloud Sect.

“Just as I suspected.”

This was roughly what Li Chang’an had guessed.

As the Holy Son of the Purple Cloud Sect, Wei Renjie was qualified to exchange for the Purple Heart Stone, as long as he explained its purpose.

Afterward, he inquired about the fourth-tier blood corpse.

“Fellow Daoist Wu, is there a way to break the fourth-tier blood corpse?”

“I don’t know.”

Wu Ze stated that the Yellow Spring Blood Corpse was a core secret of the Yellow Spring Sect.

He was merely the Holy Son of the Netherworld Soul Sect; how could

he possibly know? He also didn’t know the exact number of blood corpses or their cultivation locations.

Li Chang’an had no choice but to change his question.

“What is the foundation of your Netherworld Soul Sect? How much fourth-tier power do you have available?”

“I only know that the sect has cultivated more than fifteen fourth-tier main souls, each capable of fighting a Nascent Soul cultivator. As for other resources, I don’t know.”

“Fifteen…”

Li Chang’an was secretly shocked.

So many main souls attacking at once would be enough to kill Nascent Soul True Monarchs from various righteous forces in a short time.

True Monarch Xuanwu was besieged and killed by more than ten fourth-tier blood corpses.

Those blood corpses were alright, after all, they could only exist for a few days, but fourth-tier main souls could fight for a long time.

Furthermore,

Wu Ze also informed him that

the Five Poison Valley cultivated more than ten fourth-tier poisonous insects.

The White Bone Sect also cultivated no fewer than ten fourth-tier White Bone Demon Gods, all capable of fighting for a long time.

He knew all this because he had killed Gu Yunqi, earning him the favor of various Nascent Soul stage demons and granting him privileges far exceeding those of ordinary demonic sect saints.

However, he only knew a portion of it; the demonic sect undoubtedly possessed many more trump cards.

“The demonic path actually has so many fourth-tier powers.”

Li Chang’an frowned deeply.

In this battle, the righteous path simply couldn’t win; defeat was only a matter of time.

(End of Chapter)