Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 456

Chapter 456 The Four Spirits Formation Appears, Nascent Souls Battle (Seeking Subscriptions)

The strength of the two golden-armored giants had exceeded the limit of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, firmly suppressing the dozen or so Blissful Heavenly Corpses.

The other hundred or so silver-armored giants were at least fourth-tier low-grade cultivators.

Their appearance

completely reversed the entire battle.

“Fight!”

the silver-armored giants roared in unison, charging towards the demonic path.

The great battle erupted again.

Numerous Nascent Soul cultivators and fourth-tier cultivators clashed, the magical power surging and booming between heaven and earth.

This time , the righteous path

held an absolute advantage!

In an instant, a demonic True Monarch fell, even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t escape, being utterly destroyed!

This situation greatly boosted the morale of the righteous path.

“The demonic path is nothing special!”

“Everyone, follow me and kill! Slay all the demonic cultivators under heaven!”

The righteous path’s battle cries shook the heavens and earth, while the demonic path weakened considerably.

All these changes

were witnessed by Li Chang’an and the other spectators.

Liang Xuan said in a deep voice, “The demonic path likely has more than just these resources. The Blissful Heaven Sect and the Netherworld Soul Sect may have other methods up their sleeves.”

“Yes, the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty probably also has unused methods. The outcome of this battle is hard to predict.”

As they spoke, they all took a slight step back.

Everyone guessed that

even more powerful methods were about to appear.

If they got too close, they would likely be affected.

As it turned out, they were right!

A moment later,

a fourth-tier flying boat with a seven-colored body flew in from the horizon.

The flying boat was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and countless female cultivators danced gracefully, as if they were not there to participate in the battle, but to enjoy themselves.

However, many Nascent Soul cultivators from the righteous path became more vigilant.

“Be careful, it’s a flying boat from the Blissful Heaven Sect.”

“It is said that the master of the Blissful Heaven Sect has profound cultivation, perhaps already a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. They should not be underestimated.”

Everyone was wary of this mysterious Blissful Heaven Sect, focusing most of their attention on the flying boat.

Suddenly,

a zither melody rang out.

The music was melodious and elusive, seemingly emanating from the flying ship, or perhaps from the distant heavens.

The moment they heard it,

everyone trembled, falling into a daze.

Whether it was the Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides, the numerous Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Refining cultivators below, or even the ancient cultivators watching from afar, all were captivated by the music, many their eyes becoming unfocused.

The shouts of battle vanished instantly, everything fell silent, leaving only the eerie music.

Even Li Chang’an was not spared.

He too was affected.

But in the next instant, a golden light appeared in his mind, instantly bringing him back to his senses.

“What kind of music is this?”

Li Chang’an took a deep breath, his heart trembling.

He had learned through interrogating Thousand Corpses, Ten Thousand Souls, and others that the Blissful Heavenly Sect had prepared a trump card capable of reversing the entire battle.

If the situation turned unfavorable, they would use this trump card to completely turn the tide.

And so…

The moment the Blissful Heaven Sect’s flying boat appeared, Li Chang’an raised his vigilance to the extreme, remaining fully prepared.

Even so, he still fell victim to the attack.

“Back then, before Wang Songde, the patriarch of the Wang family, lost consciousness, he also heard a zither melody,”

Li Chang’an recalled Wang Songde’s words.

Wang Songde had no idea how he was captured by the demonic path; he only remembered hearing a strange zither melody before losing consciousness.

Now, thinking back, those who attacked him were most likely from the Blissful Heaven Sect.

“This power is similar to Soul Absorption, but Soul Absorption can only control one person, while this zither melody can control everyone present, even the mechanical beasts and silver-armored bean soldiers!”

Li Chang’an was secretly alarmed.

At this moment,

in the entire battlefield between the righteous and demonic factions,

besides the cultivators on the Blissful Heaven Sect’s flying boat, it seemed only he remained conscious.

“Go, kill them!”

A cold, indifferent voice rang out from the flying boat.

Immediately afterward, more than thirty figures flew out, all of them Nascent Soul True Monarchs, including many mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, all charging towards the righteous side.

“Boom!”

A fourth-tier Azure Dragon, still in a daze, exploded on the spot.

Following this,

numerous Azure Dragons, mechanical beasts, silver-armored giants, and others were successively destroyed.

Because they were all in a daze, they offered no resistance, allowing the Blissful Heaven Sect cultivators to slaughter them.

Just then, the war drums suddenly roared.

“Boom—boom—boom—”

On the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty’s flying ship, a golden war drum, though unplayed, resounded loudly.

The drumbeats were like thunder, shaking the soul and echoing between heaven and earth.

Upon hearing the drumbeats, everyone awoke simultaneously.

“Not good!”

“Quickly attack! Use your musical treasures to interfere with that zither music!”

Black Sand and the others’ expressions changed.

In that brief moment of daze, dozens of fourth-tier beings had already been destroyed.

Cui Ling, Chi Jin, Jiu Xing, and other Nascent Soul True Monarchs had their physical bodies severed, and their Nascent Souls captured by the demonic forces.

If they couldn’t be rescued, their fates would likely be extremely tragic.

However,

before Hei Sha and the others could even make a move, they were once again plunged into a trance.

The sound of a zither drifted by, eerie and unsettling, seemingly able to penetrate everything and reach their side.

The next instant, the thunderous sound of drums jolted them awake once more.

After this,

they constantly shifted between trance and lucidity, becoming extremely passive.

The entire tide of the war between good and evil had thus been reversed.

Yan Ruxuan frowned and asked, “What kind of music is this? Why is it so amazing? Do any of you fellow Daoists from the Netherworld Sect know?”

She looked at the other ancient cultivators and found that most of them looked puzzled.

“It’s the Heavenly Melody of Bliss,”

Tang Yan suddenly said, clearing up the confusion for everyone.

Li Chang’an asked him, “Fellow Daoist Tang, what is the Heavenly Melody of Bliss?”

“This sound is one of the Netherworld Sect’s most treasured techniques. It rarely appears in the past, so it’s normal that you are unaware of it,”

Tang Yan explained slowly.

He told everyone that the Heavenly Melody of Bliss was extremely powerful, even capable of affecting Nascent Soul Heavenly Monarchs!

However, the price of using this technique was quite high.

To influence a Nascent Soul True Monarch, one had to use a cultivator’s Nascent Soul to pluck the strings, sacrificing the Nascent Soul’s essence to cast this technique.

To achieve the current situation, at least a hundred Nascent Souls would have to be sacrificed!

“A hundred Nascent Souls?”

Hearing this, many people gasped.

The total number of Nascent Soul True Monarchs who appeared in the entire righteous and demonic battlefield barely exceeded a hundred.

Where did the Blissful Heavenly Sect find hundreds of Nascent Souls to sacrifice?

“This doesn’t make sense. The Blissful Heavenly Sect couldn’t have conjured so many Nascent Souls out of thin air.”

“Yes, Fellow Daoist Tang, is there another way to perform this spell?”

Everyone was baffled.

Tang Yan reminded them, “As you all know, the ancient cultivators of the Demonic Path have been extensively excavating the Hidden Coffins, almost completely scouting the entire Yan Kingdom. This has caused even the Nascent Soul elders of the Five Demonic Sects to dare not leave their private treasure vaults outside.”

Liang Xuan nodded, “That’s right, we all know this.”

Tang Yan continued, “We only searched for Hidden Coffins by chance and already have more than ten Nascent Soul fellow cultivators. The Demonic Path is so frantic; their number of Nascent Souls must far exceed ours. Even hundreds of Nascent Souls wouldn’t be surprising, but so many Nascent Souls haven’t appeared in this battle.”

Hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, understanding Tang Yan’s meaning.

The implication was that

the Demonic Path had unearthed a large number of Hidden Coffins, nurtured these resurrected ancient cultivators into Nascent Souls, and then used their Nascent Souls as sacrifices.

Such an approach is truly absurd.

Yan Ruxuan frowned and said, “If hundreds of demonic Nascent Soul cultivators were to participate in the battle, the impact on the entire war would be no less than activating the Blissful Heavenly Melody. Why sacrifice their Nascent Souls?”

“What if they refuse to participate?”

Tang Yan countered.

“The reason we have gathered here is because we are tired of the Immortal War. I think many fellow cultivators on the demonic side are also tired of it, yet few have contacted us.”

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Tang Yan’s words seemed absurd, but they were not without reason.

In this brief conversation, the righteous side had already lost hundreds of fourth-tier power.

Seeing this,

Li Chang’an and the old tortoise were even more grateful that they had not participated in this Immortal War.

Although they were strong, they seemed too insignificant in the face of the methods of the nine ancient immortal sects.

The old tortoise sighed, “Qi Jiuyang should have more trump cards, but he still has to guard against the Netherworld Soul Sect. It seems we can only use the Four Spirits Formation first.”

Then, he used the puppet he had deployed to contact the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and Jade Tiger.

Shortly after,

four tokens appeared, their light flashing.

“Four Spirits Formation, activate!”

The three humans and the tortoise simultaneously activated the tokens, fully reviving the formation.

In that instant, the entire earth trembled. Across

the four regions of the Yuan Kingdom,

four pillars of light shot into the sky, seemingly pillars supporting the heavens.

The illusory figures of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise appeared within the pillar of light, their imposing aura shaking the heavens and earth, as if these ancient divine beasts had reappeared in the world.

Then, the four illusory figures instantly traversed millions of miles, converging before the four tokens, transforming into a dazzling beam of spiritual light.

The aura emanating from that light terrified all the Nascent Soul cultivators present.

It seemed that even a single wisp of power could destroy them all!

“The power of this formation is probably stronger than that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, perhaps even surpassing the peak of the Nascent Soul realm!”

Li Chang’an stared at the formation, pondering silently.

The others shared a similar assessment.

No one present could withstand the power of this Four Spirits Formation alone.

“Go!”

Jade Tiger True Monarch presided over the formation, unleashing the Four Spirits Formation’s power to its fullest extent.

The spiritual light suddenly shot out, illuminating the world, even more dazzling than the sun in the sky, carrying a vast and mighty force, heading straight for the flying ship of the Blissful Heaven Sect.

At this moment…

All eyes were fixed on the flying boat.

“Can it withstand it?”

This question arose in the minds of countless cultivators, both righteous and demonic.

The flying boat was only a mid-grade fourth-tier vessel; by all accounts, it seemed incapable of blocking the terrifying power of the Four Spirits.

But just then,

a soul suddenly appeared before the flying boat.

“Suppress!”

With an astonishing aura, he roared, his large hand enveloped in thick black mist, firmly blocking the light of the Four Spirits!

Then, endless black mist surged towards the light of the Four Spirits, instantly engulfing all its radiance and forcibly obliterating its power.

This astonishing scene once again surprised everyone.

“Who is that? He alone can block the Four Spirits Formation!”

“It’s him, the resurrected cultivator who founded the Netherworld Soul Sect thirty thousand years ago!”

“It’s actually him, the first sect master of the Netherworld Soul Sect, Senluo Zhenjun!”

“…”

This person’s identity was quickly recognized by many.

Xuehe, Yinling, Guiyi, and others bowed deeply to show their respect.

“Greetings, Senior Senluo.”

“Hmm.”

Senluo Zhenjun nodded slightly, his bearing extraordinary, and stepped before the crowd.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, his gaze falling upon the four tokens.

“The Four Spirits Grand Array lives up to its reputation, its power reaching the quasi-fifth rank. It was not in vain that I personally intervened.” “

What?”

Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

Quasi-Nascent Soul power!

Such power had not appeared in the current cultivation world for many years.

According to common sense, this power should be enough to sweep away everything.

Yet Senluo Zhenjun was able to easily withstand it.

Didn’t this mean that

his strength was even above the quasi-fifth rank?

As if knowing what everyone was thinking, Senluo Zhenjun spoke again.

“I am also a quasi-fifth rank. The reason I was able to withstand it is because my power is inexhaustible, while the power of the Four Spirits is merely a rootless duckweed.”

Hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

Senluo Zhenjun had clearly become a main soul, with countless souls providing him with power.

The 30,000 years of accumulation of the entire Nether Soul Sect had given him strength surpassing the entire world.

“No wonder the Soul Dao power of the Netherworld Sect has never appeared; it turns out it’s all been supplied to this Senluo Old Demon,”

Li Chang’an mused

to himself. He looked at the black mist behind Senluo Old Demon and vaguely sensed a billion souls.

Those billion souls were of extremely high quality, each one formed by countless souls devouring each other.

Although he had seven hundred million souls, many of them were mortal, lowering the overall quality and causing his evil soul to only be comparable to the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

While he was pondering,

Jade Tiger True Monarch unleashed several more Four Spirits Arrays, but each one was blocked by Senluo Old Demon.

Senluo Old Demon remained calm and composed, his soul power flowing endlessly, while the four pillars of light in the sky grew dimmer and dimmer.

“Jade Tiger, your talent is remarkable. In today’s cultivation world, you have reached the mid-stage Nascent Soul. If this were during the ancient immortal sect era, you should have had a chance to embark on the path of Deity Transformation,”

he suddenly said, commenting on Jade Tiger True Monarch’s talent.

Then, he mentioned Black Sand, Bright Clouds, and others, commenting on them one by one.

“With your talents, you could have advanced further, but due to the limitations of heaven and earth, you haven’t even reached the late Nascent Soul stage, let alone the Deity Transformation path.”

“Old Demon Senluo, what do you mean?”

Jade Tiger True Monarch frowned and questioned.

Old Demon Senluo calmly said, “Abandon this battle and let us take over the Thousand Mines. You will suffer no losses, but will instead gain considerable benefits, and may even glimpse the Deity Transformation realm.”

“Empty words are meaningless. How can we believe you? Demonic people are always untrustworthy!”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t believe me. You will eventually be defeated, and the outcome will not change.”

“Arrogant!”

Qi Jiuyang suddenly shouted coldly, coming to Jade Tiger True Monarch’s side to confront Old Demon Senluo.

At this moment, the Four Spirits Formation had completely dimmed, unable to launch more attacks.

Old Demon Senluo looked at Qi Jiuyang and said calmly, “Qi Jiuyang, Qingmu should have left a backup plan for your Great Qi royal family. Use it if you wish. If you don’t use it now, you will miss your chance.” As

soon as he said this…

Countless gazes across the heavens and earth converged on Qi Jiuyang.

For years, many believed that the Azure Wood Heavenly Lord had left a fifth-tier trump card for the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty.

However, in the past thirty thousand years, the Great Qi had never used such a trump card.

Even now, with the battle having reached this point, Qi Jiuyang still hadn’t revealed his fifth-tier trump card, leading most of the cultivators present to begin to doubt whether it truly existed.

Suddenly, a beam of azure light flew from Qi Jiuyang’s storage bag, transforming into a small azure wood sword that hovered before him.

A terrifying aura far surpassing that of the Old Demon Senluo emanated from the small azure wood sword, suffocating countless cultivators on the demonic path.

“The power of a Nascent Soul cultivator!”

Both sides were utterly shocked, no longer harboring any doubt.

The Azure Wood Heavenly Lord had indeed left a trump card for the Great Qi!

“As expected!”

Senluo the Old Demon’s expression turned solemn as he stared at the small wooden sword.

Although he was strong, he was far inferior to a true fifth-tier cultivator. If he were to directly confront the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would surely be annihilated!

In this era, a Nascent Soul cultivator was truly invincible.

No one could stop them!

Shocked, many demonic cultivators

considered retreating. The righteous path, on the other hand, was overjoyed, and many had already prepared to pursue and kill the defeated.

It seemed that the situation was about to reverse again.

But at this moment,

a second Nascent Soul power appeared from the Blissful Heaven Sect’s flying boat.

“This is…”

The expressions of the righteous path members changed drastically.

Even Qi Jiuyang frowned, a barely perceptible worry flashing in his eyes.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, a seven-colored heavenly blade slowly flew out from the flying boat, arriving in front of Senluo the Old Demon, confronting the small green wooden sword head-on.

At the same time,

a cold male voice rang out.

“My father is the master of the Blissful Netherworld of the Netherworld Sect. This blade contains a wisp of his power. I wonder, compared to Qingmu, who is stronger?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared.

This person was tall and slender, with a fair and thin face, a seven-colored spiritual pattern between his brows, and wore a seven-colored robe. He was none other than the master of the Blissful Heaven Sect, True Lord Wanle!

He was the son of a Nascent Soul cultivator, of noble status; even the Old Demon Senluo bowed to him.

“Qi Jiuyang, what do you think of Qingmu compared to my father?”

“Qingmu Heavenly Lord is the last Nascent Soul cultivator in this realm. His strength is naturally remarkable, not inferior to the Nascent Soul cultivators of ancient immortal sects.”

“Is that so?”

True Lord Wanle’s smile was cold. He pointed, and the seven-colored heavenly blade suddenly flew out, pointing directly at the Little Qingmu Sword.

Qi Jiuyang’s expression changed slightly, and he urged the Little Qingmu Sword to meet the attack.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone,

the two treasures collided instantly.

There was no earth-shattering commotion; instead, it was completely silent, as if nothing had happened, only the two forces clashing against each other.

Wanle Zhenjun sneered, “Just a descendant who luckily achieved the Divine Transformation realm, how can he compare to my father? Just watch closely, this blade will surely shatter your wooden sword!”

Qi Jiuyang remained silent, watching quietly.

Li Chang’an and the others also kept quiet, watching this unusual battle of Divine Transformation cultivators.

Everyone wanted to know:

Was Qingmu Tianjun stronger, or was the ancient Lord of the Blissful Underworld stronger?

For a moment,

the entire battlefield fell silent.

Suddenly, a soft sound rang out between heaven and earth.

“Crack!”

A shocking crack appeared on the seven-colored heavenly blade.

Wanle Zhenjun’s expression changed drastically.

“Impossible!”

His eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at the heavenly blade.

Just then, more cracks appeared, covering the entire blade.

In the blink of an eye

, a loud “boom” was heard, and the seven-colored heavenly blade shattered on the spot, dissipating into the world.

“How could this be?”

True Monarch Wanle’s face was ashen, unable to accept it.

“My father possessed the cultivation of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm, how could he have lost to Qingmu?”

(End of Chapter)