Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 458

Chapter 458 Fierce Battle Against Heaven and Earth, The Great Battle Ends (Please Subscribe)

“Both sides have roughly the same remaining resources. The key to this battle still lies with Tianming.”

Li Chang’an looked at Tianming Zhenjun with deep eyes.

None of the fourth-tier resources on either the righteous or demonic side had reached the late fourth-tier stage.

Among the surviving Nascent Soul Zhenjuns, apart from Tianming, the highest cultivation level of the others was only the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Li Chang’an had originally guessed that Wanle Zhenjun was a Nascent Soul Grandmaster.

But as it turned out, his guess was wrong.

The current cultivation world was too barren. Even as the son of the Nascent Soul stage, Wanle Zhenjun’s cultivation level was still stuck at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and he had not taken the final step.

Only Tianming was different.

Li Chang’an could not see through his cultivation level.

At this moment,

Tianming did not make a move, but only used the fourth-tier trump cards of the Netherworld Sect to fight.

He also had more than ten mid-fourth-tier trump cards under his command, known as the “Nether River Guards,” fighting against Qi Jiuyang’s “Dragon Suppressing Guards.”

As time passed, the demonic trump cards were destroyed one after another.

The vast sea of bones shattered, and countless skeletal demon gods perished.

The Yellow Springs Sect’s Blood River also dried up completely, leaving only a few remnants of blood energy, no longer able to cultivate Yellow Springs Blood Corpses.

The poisonous mist of the Five Poisons Valley was completely burned away by the fire magic of the Vermilion Bird Sect’s fire-elemental demonic plants.

The righteous path also suffered considerable losses.

The patriarch of the Yellow Sands Sect was besieged by the demonic forces and perished one after another.

“Roar!”

The several fourth-tier old dragons of the Azure Dragon Sect howled miserably, blasted apart in mid-air, their bodies and souls destroyed.

Seeing this scene,

Li Chang’an secretly regretted it.

“Fourth-tier dragon blood, just like that, gone.”

His body-refining path still lacked fourth-tier dragon blood, which he had sought from various sources without success.

If these old dragons were still alive, it wouldn’t be difficult to gather a portion of their essence blood for him.

Several hours later,

the outcome of the battle gradually became clear.

The righteous path had more remaining resources and was slightly superior, wiping out the demonic forces to almost nothing.

Blood River, Yin Spirit, Green Scorpion, and the remaining Nascent Soul demons were all severely injured, almost exhausted.

However,

the righteous path members showed no signs of relief; instead, their expressions grew increasingly solemn, because True Monarch Tianming had not yet made a move.

“Tianming!” True

Monarch Black Sand roared, taking the lead in testing the waters, unleashing a Black Sand Heavenly River.

The surging river water poured down from the sky, turbulent and powerful, attempting to engulf Tianming’s body.

But Tianming merely flicked his wrist.

“Bang!”

The entire Heavenly River instantly collapsed, turning into nothingness.

Immediately afterward, a powerful aura erupted, soaring into the sky from his body, causing the entire battlefield to fall silent for a moment.

Sensing this aura, Li Chang’an and the others finally confirmed Tianming’s true cultivation level.

Late Nascent Soul!

The only Nascent Soul Grandmaster in the current cultivation world!

“Tianming’s cultivation talent is truly heaven-defying. In this barren cultivation world, he has actually reached this level.”

Tang Yan and Liang Xuan, along with other ancient cultivation sect cultivators, were all shocked.

Although they had suspected it beforehand, personally experiencing the aura of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator still shocked them.

“If he were born in ancient times, he would probably be close to reaching the Divine Transformation stage.”

“Even in this era, he still has a chance to reach the Divine Transformation stage.”

“It seems the rumors are true; beneath the Thousand Mines in the Central Region, there should be treasures he needs to reach the Divine Transformation stage.”

“…”

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Tianming slowly moved forward, arriving before the many heavily injured Demonic Dao True Monarchs.

He distributed some healing pills and spiritual herbs, speaking to them.

“You’ve all worked hard; go and rest.”

“Tianming, don’t be careless.”

The Old Demon Senluo’s expression was solemn, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

They couldn’t help Tianming.

But the ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the righteous path still had the strength to fight.

In addition, there were more than ten fourth-tier cultivators.

Tianming was practically facing an attack from more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators alone.

“No need to worry.”

Tianming smiled, his expression calm, showing no sign of pressure.

He spoke calmly to the righteous Dao Nascent Soul cultivators.

“Go ahead and attack, everyone. This should be your last chance.”

“Arrogant!”

Black Sand True Monarch sneered.

“So what if you’re a Nascent Soul cultivator? Today, I’ll make sure you fall here!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a great battle broke out, and everyone attacked Tianming together.

Vermilion Bird True Monarch was surrounded by flames, and a Vermilion Bird phantom appeared behind him. He pushed his Vermilion Bird Spirit Body’s talent to the limit, and spat out a blazing Vermilion Bird Fire.

The flames were overwhelming, and the raging fire seemed to burn the heavens and earth.

Even a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator would have to be cautious about this Vermilion Bird Fire.

But Tianming just casually patted it, as if he were extinguishing an insignificant little flame.

“Bang!”

The Vermilion Bird Fire was extinguished instantly.

Vermilion Bird True Monarch trembled, coughed up blood, and the Vermilion Bird phantom behind him shattered on the spot.

Then, the killing moves of Azure Dragon, Qi Qisheng, Jiang Xuanyuan, and others fell one after another, but none of them could pose a threat to Tianming.

In the blink of an eye, several people were seriously injured.

“Explode!”

Qi Jiuyang roared, and the remaining Dragon Guards exploded simultaneously, equivalent to several mid-Nascent Soul cultivators self-destructing. The deafening explosions caused many Nascent Soul elders to change their expressions drastically.

Many righteous cultivators looked expectantly at the center of the explosion.

But soon,

that expectation turned into disappointment.

Tian Ming remained unharmed, not even his robe was torn, and his aura remained stable as usual.

“Truly worthy of being a Nascent Soul Grandmaster,”

Li Chang’an thought to himself.

Tian Ming was now practically invincible in this world.

In the short span of breath, the remaining fourth-tier foundations of the righteous path were successively shattered, leaving only Qi Jiuyang and a dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators.

If nothing unexpected happened, the righteous path had no chance of victory.

Just then,

a beam of spiritual light suddenly flew out of Qi Jiuyang’s storage bag, transforming into a large jade seal.

This seal was filled with the vicissitudes of time, its entire body broken and tattered, the characters carved on its base blurred, only a faint “Jin” character remaining.

“Suppress!”

Qi Jiuyang roared, unleashing the seal.

Although broken, the seal possessed astonishing power, its aura causing countless hearts to tremble, like a towering mountain pressing heavily upon Tianming.

This time,

Tianming did not casually slap it away.

A rare trace of solemnity appeared on his usually calm face.

“Rise!”

He unleashed several spells in succession, but did not knock the seal away, only temporarily blocking it.

The seal remained suspended above him, carrying unimaginable pressure, as if trying to bend his back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity…

Qinglong and the others attacked in quick succession.

They held nothing back, using all their sect’s most treasured artifacts, sparing no effort to deal with Tianming.

“Tianming, you will surely be defeated today!”

The numerous sect’s most treasured artifacts shone brightly, their auras astonishing, all pressing down on Tianming.

“Not good!”

Senluo Old Demon and the other demonic Nascent Soul cultivators’ expressions changed again, their eyes filled with worry.

However, Tianming’s strength far exceeded everyone’s expectations.

He remained calm and composed, carrying the great seal on his back, supporting all the sect’s most treasured artifacts with one hand, his aura only slightly disordered .

“Retreat!”

With a wave of his hand, his Nascent Soul power surged forth, sending Qinglong and the others flying backward, coughing up blood.

Even under such pressure, he still managed to severely injure many righteous Nascent Soul cultivators.

This astonishing scene left countless people speechless.

“Can we still win this battle?”

Many righteous cultivators were somewhat bewildered.

In the past, in their minds, Nascent Soul True Monarchs were omnipotent beings.

Today, the Nascent Soul cultivators from various sects seemed like ants, unable to shake True Monarch Tianming despite their best efforts.

Less than a quarter of an hour later,

many righteous Nascent Soul cultivators were too weak to fight any longer, each severely injured, almost completely exhausted.

Qi Jiuyang and Zhuque exchanged glances, a resolute glint in their eyes.

“Explode!”

Qi Jiuyang roared, ordering the great seal to self-destruct.

At the same time,

Qinglong, Zhuque, and others also ordered their sect’s treasures to self-destruct.

“Boom…”

The explosions were earth-shattering, far exceeding the self-destruction of several Dragon Guards.

The power of the great seal’s self-destruction even surpassed the power of Tianming’s attack, as if countless late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators had attacked simultaneously, its momentum terrifying.

For a moment, heaven and earth trembled, the sun and moon lost their light, and countless cultivators were horrified.

When everything calmed down and they saw Tianming’s appearance, everyone gasped.

At this moment ,

he was covered in blood, his robes torn, his aura weak, and he was severely injured.

“Tianming!”

“Fellow Daoist Tianming, you mustn’t fight any longer! Quickly heal your wounds!” The Nascent Soul stage

demons rushed forward, some with concern, others with worry, taking out various healing treasures.

The righteous path members breathed a sigh of relief.

They had fought at all costs, finally managing to achieve a draw with Tianming.

Now, neither side had the strength to fight anymore, and the stalemate continued.

“Is it going to end in a draw?”

The members of the Ancient Cultivation Sect looked at each other in bewilderment.

This outcome was something none of them had anticipated.

At the beginning of the battle, most of them believed that the demonic path would win.

“The righteous and demonic paths have fought many great battles in the past, most of which ended inconclusively, almost like a draw. Perhaps this time will be the same.”

The group discussed in hushed tones, speculating whether either side would stop fighting.

Currently, both sides were focusing on healing their wounds.

Vermilion Bird True Monarch swallowed a spiritual fruit and secretly asked Qi Jiuyang, “Fellow Daoist Qi, do you have any more Great Seals? If so, throw them out now and let them explode; perhaps you can completely kill Tianming.”

“No, only this one,”

Qi Jiuyang sighed inwardly, somewhat regretful.

They did indeed have a chance to kill Tianming, but they missed it.

Meanwhile,

the demonic cultivators surrounded Tianming, inquiring about his injuries.

The Old Demon Senluo asked, “Tianming, if your injuries are too severe, we will retreat today and wait for you to fully recover before fighting the righteous path again.”

“No need for that,”

Tianming Zhenjun’s voice suddenly rang out behind them.

They were surprised and turned to see an unharmed Tianming Zhenjun.

Yinling, her face full of astonishment, asked him, “Tianming, what happened? Do you possess a profound clone technique?”

“No, it’s not a clone technique,”

Tianming said calmly, taking out a pill and feeding it to the heavily injured body.

Then, he told everyone,

“This is my second Nascent Soul.”

“A second Nascent Soul?”

The Nascent Soul elders were shaken, their eyes filled with disbelief, their gazes shifting between the two Tianming Zhenjuns.

The technique of the second Nascent Soul had long been lost in the current cultivation world.

Yet Tianming not only cultivated a second Nascent Soul, but also raised its cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage.

How strong must he be?

As if knowing their thoughts, Tianming smiled faintly, and a powerful aura soared into the sky.

Peak Nascent Soul!

He calmly approached the group of old demons, facing all the righteous Nascent Soul cultivators directly.

“Do you all have any other methods?”

Upon hearing this, the entire world fell silent once more.

No one could have imagined.

Tianming, whom the numerous righteous Nascent Soul cultivators had injured with all their might, was merely a second Nascent Soul cultivator.

Now,

Tianming’s true form appeared.

His strength surpassed even the second Nascent Soul cultivators; he was already at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, qualified to attempt to break through to the Divine Transformation stage.

Looking across the entire righteous path, who could stop him?

On the righteous side, many cultivators felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

“You all have a quarter of an hour to consider,”

Tianming spoke again, his tone calm, without immediately making a move.

“After a quarter of an hour, you can choose to surrender, or use the power you’ve accumulated during this quarter of an hour to attack me. The choice is in your hands.”

Hearing this, Mingxia, Yuhu, and the others exchanged glances, bitterness appearing on their faces.

Even if they were all at their peak, they couldn’t possibly defeat Tianming’s true form.

Besides, they were all already severely injured.

This short quarter of an hour couldn’t change anything.

“Tianming’s talent far surpasses ours; he can even reach the peak of the Nascent Soul stage in today’s cultivation world. Our defeat is not unjust,”

Qi Qisheng sighed deeply.

“What do you all think of the choice Tianming has given us?”

Faced with this question, the others remained silent.

The choice was simple:

surrender or die fighting.

“What will they choose?”

Li Chang’an looked at the many righteous Nascent Soul cultivators, lost in thought.

“Fellow Daoist Turtle, have the others sent you any telepathic messages?”

“No, I don’t know what they will choose either.”

The old tortoise shook his head, his expression somewhat complicated.

He sighed, “Faced with an opponent like Tianming, the righteous path’s defeat is indeed not unjust. The outcome of this battle is already decided; the cultivation world will be taken over by the demonic path. Fellow Daoist Lin, have you thought about your escape route?”

“I have.”

Li Chang’an was very calm.

He had already cultivated a large number of demonic identities.

In addition, he also had two ancient cultivator identities.

Even if all of that failed, he could still join the black market and become a member.

He had plenty of escape routes.

The only thing that worried him was Tianming’s true purpose.

“Fellow Daoist Turtle, have you and Fellow Daoist Lin Xuanyan thought about your escape routes?”

“That kid Lin Xuanyan has cultivated many demonic identities, and he hasn’t shown himself in the war between righteous and demonic forces. Even if he joins the demonic path in his true form, it won’t matter. As for me…”

The old turtle paused.

“I’ve also prepared some escape routes. I can perfectly transform, whether I disguise myself as a human or a demon, it all depends on what the demonic path wants to do.”

His worries were the same as Li Chang’an’s.

No one knew what lay beneath the Thousand Mine Caves.

Time slowly passed.

Everyone was waiting for the final moment to arrive.

No matter how you looked at it, the righteous path had no chance of winning.

…

Meanwhile.

Azure Dragon Sect, within Floating Life Peak.

A gentle breeze blew, peach blossoms bloomed, and the lake was calm.

True Monarch Floating Life, dressed as a fisherman, sat in the kitchen cooking fish porridge.

Before long, he entered the courtyard carrying two bowls of fragrant fish porridge and sat down to talk with his wife under the peach tree.

“Wife, back when we were in the mortal world, you loved fish porridge the most,” said

the Floating Life True Lord with a smile and a gentle voice.

“You once said that if you ever became rich, you would buy a fishpond and raise countless fish, so you would have an endless supply of fish porridge.”

He slowly recounted their past in the mortal world.

Across from him, his wife listened with a gentle smile, her red lips slightly pursed.

Before they knew it,

the bowls of fish porridge were empty.

The Floating Life True Lord spoke for a long time, seemingly over a thousand years, yet also as if only a moment had passed.

Finally, he slowly put down his chopsticks and bowl, no longer speaking of the past, but only letting out a soft sigh.

“Wife, I should wake up.”

His wife said nothing, only nodded gently, tears silently sliding down her cheeks.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the peach blossoms scattered in the wind.

Vanished along with it was this warm and inviting courtyard, the vast lake beyond it, and the rolling mountains beyond…

As the dream ended, everything dissipated, leaving only desolation and silence.

The True Lord of Floating Life wore a look of melancholy.

He took a step forward, arriving at the back of Floating Life Peak, and opened a long-sealed cave.

Inside the cave was a complete teleportation array.

He took out a top-grade spirit stone, placed it in the center of the array, and instantly disappeared into the array’s light.

…

At this moment, in the Northern Region of Zhao Kingdom.

A quarter of an hour had passed.

True Monarch Tianming, his expression indifferent, inquired of the numerous righteous Nascent Soul cultivators,

“What have you all decided?”

Everyone remained silent, each offering their remaining treasures to show their stance.

Clearly, they intended to fight to the death!

“In that case, please enter the Venerable Soul Banner.”

True Monarch Tianming’s tone was flat, giving no second chances, and he was about to kill everyone.

Just then, he suddenly glanced at the horizon, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Everyone present was puzzled by his sudden change.

“Tianming, what happened?”

Old Demon Senluo frowned and asked.

Tianming did not respond, only staring at the horizon.

Seeing this, almost everyone followed his gaze, but saw nothing.

“Could there be a change in circumstances?”

Li Chang’an calculated with his fingers.

Suddenly, a powerful and familiar aura appeared in his perception.

“True Monarch Fusheng?”

He was somewhat surprised.

Not only was he surprised by True Monarch Fusheng’s awakening, but he was also surprised by True Monarch Fusheng’s power.

“Peak Nascent Soul!”

The aura that Li Chang’an sensed was almost as powerful as Tianming’s.

He remembered that True Monarch Qinglong had said that True Monarch Fusheng was the most talented person in the entire Qinglong Sect, and if nothing unexpected happened, he might break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Because of this ,

True Monarch Qinglong had always wanted to awaken True Monarch Fusheng, so as not to waste his talent in his slumber .

He never expected that True Monarch Fusheng’s cultivation had not stagnated in his slumber, but had far exceeded Qinglong’s expectations, and had already stood at the pinnacle of this world!

In the blink of an eye, True Monarch Fusheng appeared in front of everyone.

He did not conceal his power, and the aura of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator emanated from him.

“Who is this person?”

Sensing this powerful aura, the demonic side was shaken.

In today’s cultivation world, even late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are almost extinct, yet today two peak Nascent Soul cultivators have appeared.

“It’s True Monarch Fusheng of the Azure Dragon Sect!”

“It’s him?”

“I heard he was trapped by love, imprisoned in his own world, destined to never go far in this life, how could he have cultivated to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?”

Many demonic cultivators were astonished, unable to comprehend it.

The righteous path cultivators were both surprised and puzzled, equally finding it unbelievable.

True Monarch Azure Dragon immediately asked, “Fusheng, which stage have you crossed?”

Fusheng shook his head slightly, not responding, but facing Tianming, confronting him.

Their auras were evenly matched; if they were to fight, the outcome would be uncertain.

Seeing this,   the Nascent Soul cultivators of

the righteous path all fell silent.

Even with countless doubts, they had to wait until this matter was over. Silence returned to the world; everyone concealed their auras, leaving only the two peak Nascent Soul cultivators’ magical power locked in a fierce confrontation.   After a moment, Tianming slowly spoke.   ”This battle is over. What do you think, fellow Daoist?”   ”Good!”   True Monarch Fusheng did not make a move, responding calmly.   Both were the strongest on either side of the righteous path, and having reached an agreement, the others naturally had no objections.   This meant that   the massive battle between the righteous and demonic factions had officially come to an end.   However, the unease in Li Chang’an’s heart did not dissipate; on the contrary, it grew stronger.   ”Strange, what’s going on?”   He tried to calculate with his fingers, but the divination result was still obscured by a blood-red mist, making it impossible to see clearly.   (End of Chapter)