Terran Guardian - Chapter 3436

Chapter 3416: The Concession of the Immortal Cult

Immortal realms were destroyed one after another.

The news continued to spread.

Tailuo Daojun attacked indiscriminately.

All living beings in any immortal realm that stepped into it became his blood and nourishment.

Whether it was the army of Yunjinzhou or the dark turmoil, the result was the same.

An ancient supreme being came in person, even if his strength was no longer at its peak, he was still not to be underestimated.

Many pieces of news were like snowflakes, constantly reaching Qingtian’s hands, making the latter’s face gloomy and ugly.

“Son of God, that ancient supreme being slaughtered wantonly, and three immortal realms of our Changsheng Divine Sect have been destroyed by him.

Not only that, there is also an ancient semi-saint following him.

As far as we know, that ancient semi-saint is suspected to be the ancient Soul-Slaying Sword Master–“

A judge said in a deep voice.

Soul-Slaying Sword Master!

When Qingtian heard this name, his eyes were puzzled.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the nearby Divine Movement Venerable. “I’ve heard of the Soul-Slaying Blade Venerable before. He reached the pinnacle of Semi-Sainthood.

While he hasn’t broken through to the Saint realm, he’s certainly not to be underestimated.

However, since the Great Tribulation of Antiquity, he’s vanished without a trace. Some within the Divine Cult suspected that the Soul-Slaying Blade Venerable was lurking within the Destiny Forbidden Zone, awaiting the opportunity to attain Sainthood.

Now it seems their suspicions were correct.”

Just as the Heavenly Star Region had been transformed into the Life Forbidden Zone, the Soul-Slaying Blade Venerable appeared, accompanying Daojun Tailuo.

The entire process was beyond doubt

.

It was Daojun Tailuo who flattened the Destiny Forbidden Zone, forcing the ancient Semi-Saint to submit.

While the pride of an ancient Semi-Saint like the Soul-Slaying Blade Venerable, a top Semi-Saint aspiring to the Nine Tribulations, would not easily yield.

But—

before an Ancient Supreme Being, the situation was different.

“Has the Divine Cult ascertained the identity of that Ancient Supreme?”

Qingtian suppressed his rage and looked at Venerable Shenxing.

Upon hearing this, the latter closed his eyes, as if searching for something. After a long pause, he reopened them.

“That Ancient Supreme must be Tailuo Daojun, a top-tier Supreme Realm powerhouse from ancient times.

However, it is said that during the Great Tribulation, he was ambushed by an ancient being from Primal Chaos and ultimately perished!”

Tailuo Daojun!

The name flashed through Qingtian’s mind.

After a moment,

he took a deep breath.

“Keep a close eye on him and avoid a direct confrontation!”

Qingtian shook his head and continued.

The Ancient Supreme was not someone he could handle.

If the entire power of the Changsheng Divine Cult were mobilized, perhaps they would not fear the existence of the so-called Ancient Supreme.

However—

the Changsheng Divine Cult could not possibly concentrate all its strength on Shenfeng Province.

Moreover,

in this era,

there were only a limited number of Semi-Saints capable of taking action, let alone those above the Semi-Saint level.

Fighting an Ancient Supreme was no easy task.

Even if the opponent wasn’t a true Ancient Supreme, but merely the corpse of an Ancient Supreme, revived and rejuvenated, he was still no match for ordinary cultivators.

The battle in the Heavenly Star Domain saw the bloodshed of countless Semi-Saints.

Their deaths undoubtedly cemented the reputation of Tailuo Daojun as a formidable figure.

Furthermore,

the opponent was now constantly slaughtering immortal realms across the board, slaying countless beings and plundering the very essence of life. His strength was likely even more formidable than during the battle in the Heavenly Star Domain.

This

made it even more impossible for the Longevity Divine Sect to confront him.

Currently,

Qingtian could only command a handful of Divine Sect elders.

In terms of strength, Venerable Shenxing was undoubtedly the strongest.

Thinking of this,

Qingtian glanced at Venerable Shenxing and shook his head.

Forget it!

He seemed calm, but the fear he shone in his words about Tailuo Daojun was unmistakable.

If he truly relied on Venerable Shenxing to fight the Ancient Supreme, it would be more reliable than achieving sainthood himself.

That was precisely why.

Therefore, facing the Ancient Supreme’s might, Qingtian could only retreat.

There was no other way.

Even if the entire Divine Wind Changsheng Divine Cult were to unleash its might, they would still be no match for this being.

Under such circumstances, Qingtian would have to be completely out of his mind to do so.

—

“In less than half a year, the Nine Directions Immortal Realm will be destroyed!”

Inside Danfeng, Shen Changqing read the news from the Demon God Daojian with a solemn expression.

He grew increasingly wary of the resurrected Ancient Supreme.

If the Dark Turmoil still held a glimmer of hope, then the turmoil unleashed by the Ancient Supreme would rival the Great Disaster of the Beast.

Furthermore,

the difference was that,

while the Great Disaster of the Beast also slaughtered everything, it at least didn’t kill every living being. Some would be contaminated by the Beast’s power, degenerating into Beasts.

In contrast,

wherever the Ancient Supreme passed, practically nothing grew. All

living things

perished.

Such tactics were indistinguishable from the blood sacrifice of a fallen immortal in the Immortal Realm.

It’s just that most fallen immortals have limited strength, at best they might be a bit arrogant at the Immortal Emperor level, and the immortal realms they can slaughter are limited.

But the power of the Ancient Supreme is far more terrifying.

Forget the Immortal Emperor.

Even a Semi-Saint would shed blood.

“Slaughtering immortal realms, plundering the essence of life. Every time he slaughters an immortal realm, his strength is bound to increase. If this continues, it will become increasingly difficult to deal with!”

Shen Changqing’s eyes flickered.

Normally,

the forces of Shenfeng State would definitely not sit idly by and watch a resurrected Ancient Supreme wreak havoc.

After all, allowing such beings to recover their strength would benefit no one.

But the current situation was different.

Invasion from various states and

the dark unrest

had left the various factions of Shenfeng State unable to truly free up their hands.

Consequently,

this ancient supreme being was left unchecked.

With this thought in mind,

Shen Changqing stopped dwelling on the matter. He

settled his mind and

silently contemplated

the truth. The mysteries of the Zhoutian Juyuan Formation surfaced in his mind. This top-tier seventh-tier formation was obscure and difficult to comprehend.

However—

after having deployed incomplete versions of the Zhoutian Juyuan Formation twice, and now in seclusion to meditate, Shen Changqing had vaguely grasped a glimpse of its true meaning.

This glimpse,

while insignificant compared to a complete Zhoutian Juyuan Formation

, brought significant benefits to a seventh-tier lower-grade formation master.

…

Seclusion!

That was what Shen Changqing was currently doing.

However.

He didn’t spend all his time in seclusion. He would occasionally emerge to guide his disciples’ cultivation and periodically explain the principles of cultivation to the Danfeng disciples.

Most of the time,

sect disciples focused on their own diligent cultivation and enlightenment.

The sect’s true offerings were the inheritance of cultivation techniques and the corresponding resources for cultivation, but it was simply impossible for every disciple to receive personal instruction.

Only occasionally would a sect elder give a lecture, offering ordinary disciples an opportunity to receive guidance.

The rest of the time was primarily devoted to self-cultivation.

Unless

one’s talent was sufficiently exceptional to attract the attention of a powerful individual and be accepted as a disciple, then that was another matter.

This practice was not unique to the Xuantian Dao Sect; it was practiced by nearly every faction in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

The reason was simple:

any sect with any strength and foundation would have a significant number of disciples.

Take the former Heavenly Demon Holy Land, for example.

With tens of millions of disciples,

even if they were to instruct one per day, it would take tens of thousands of years.

Therefore,

For example, Shen Changqing had previously left a clone at Danfeng, and even if he were gone for hundreds of thousands of years, it wouldn’t have hindered the growth of the Danfeng disciples.

But now that he’s back at Danfeng, with ample time, Shen Changqing wouldn’t hesitate to offer his disciples some guidance in their cultivation.   At

his level, he’s practically reached the limit of the Immortal Emperor realm. Unless he could find something like a top-grade immortal stone to sharpen and enhance a cultivator’s foundation   , relying solely on arduous practice and the absorption of immortal energy wouldn’t yield any significant improvement in strength even after a million years.   As for comprehending formations, a balanced approach to tension and relaxation is crucial.   Under these circumstances, the strength of the Danfeng disciples is constantly improving.   Meanwhile,   Shen Changqing made another trip to the Weapon Spirit Realm.   Over hundreds of thousands of years,   the Weapon Spirit Realm hadn’t changed much.   However, the aura of murderous intent within it had grown even more terrifying. With so many ancient immortal artifacts buried within, its evolution over the years had naturally become extraordinary.   When Shen Changqing’s divine consciousness expanded, the entire Weapon Spirit Realm came within his grasp.   Then, Shen Changqing stretched out his hand, and a cold light pierced the air. An immortal sword radiating a chilling cold light fell into his hands.   ”Hundreds of thousands of years of nurturing, it seems you’ve benefited!”   Shen Changqing finished speaking, and the immortal sword trembled slightly, a resounding sound echoing throughout the entire Weapon Spirit Realm.   In that instant,   all divine weapons trembled.   The appearance of an Imperial Immortal Weapon brought   thousands of soldiers to their knees!   Before the Cold Soul, the other ancient immortal weapons instinctively feared it.   Furthermore, having suppressed the Weapon Spirit Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, it had become a kingly presence within the realm, and the other ancient immortal weapons naturally dared not act presumptuously.   From the outside, Shen Changqing could tell that while the Cold Soul was still a low-grade Imperial Immortal Weapon, the aura it held within it had become even more powerful than before.   However, the change was subtle, and the overall improvement was not noticeable.   Regardless, if the opponent were allowed to remain in the Weapon Spirit Realm for years, nourished by the killing power of other divine weapons and treasures, the improvement would be significant enough.   While it’s impossible to directly transform, breaking the shackles of a low-grade Imperial Immortal Artifact and ascending to a mid-grade one, surviving a military tribulation would be absolutely possible.   However, to reach this point, the time required would easily be measured in millions of years, perhaps even hundreds of millions of years.   Ultimately,   the foundation of the Weapon Spirit Realm is too poor.   Aside from Hanpo, the others are ancient Immortal Artifacts.   Treasures of this caliber are actually of limited use to Imperial Immortal Artifacts.   However,   if other Imperial Immortal Artifacts were to appear here, if they were too powerful, a low-grade Imperial Immortal Artifact wouldn’t be able to dominate. (End of this chapter)