Terran Guardian - Chapter 3476

Chapter 3454: Eighth-Rank Grandmaster Inheritance

“Ever since the decline of the Tianzhu Mansion, remaining in the Illusionary God Realm has proven more disadvantageous than beneficial. However, over the years, successive Mansion Masters, myself included, have failed to make a decisive decision.

This catastrophe has made me see many things clearly. There’s really no point in remaining in the Illusionary God Realm and guarding these few assets.

The entire Tianzhu Mansion is willing to accompany Sect Master Shen to the Divine Heaven Realm!”

Bai Lianchuan said in a deep voice. While

the Illusionary God Realm is desirable,

the Tianzhu Mansion is now a target of public criticism.

Countless forces are secretly watching.

If Sect Master Shen leaves, the Tianzhu Mansion will likely be destroyed in the next breath.

Such an event

is not impossible.

So, when Shen Changqing extended the olive branch, Bai Lianchuan finally agreed.

Compared to the Taoist heritage of the Tianzhu Mansion, everything else pales in comparison.

Moreover,

if it weren’t for Shen Changqing’s intervention during the Tianzhu Mansion catastrophe, the Tianzhu Mansion would have long since become a thing of the past.

Without absolute strength and access to a powerful heritage, one would be guilty of possessing a treasure.

The only way to resolve the current crisis facing the Tianzhu Mansion is to find a sufficiently powerful backer.

While the Xuantian Dao Sect lacks the foundation of a Semi-Saint, any discerning person can see that as long as Shen Changqing survives, his breakthrough to the Semi-Saint realm is a sure thing.

Furthermore, the fact

that Shen Changqing can deter the Ancient Supremes suggests either a powerful backer or the Xuantian Dao Sect’s support.

Regardless of how you look at it, this matter is anything but simple. There’s

another, more significant factor:

Tianzhu Mansion has collaborated extensively with Shen Changqing, and Bai Lianchuan believes he has a thorough understanding of his character.

From his former position as leader of the Heavenly Alliance to his subsequent leadership of the Heavenly Demon Holy Land, he revived a declining holy land from the brink of extinction and made it the overlord of the Heavenly Star Region.

This clearly demonstrates his loyalty and loyalty.

Otherwise,

he could have simply watched the Heavenly Demon Holy Land fall, rather than trying to save the impending fall and forcibly restore it.

Based on this alone, Bai Lianchuan was somewhat willing to trust the other party.

Hearing Bai Lianchuan’s words, Shen Changqing smiled calmly and said, “Since Lord Bai Lian has thought it through, that’s naturally the best. But I wonder what action the Lord intends to take?”

“Moving the entire mansion won’t happen overnight. I need to prepare myself, but it should take at most a hundred years. I think we can set off soon!”

Bai Lianchuan pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Shen

Changqing nodded slightly.

A hundred years wasn’t too long.

Since the other party said so, he didn’t mind waiting a little longer.

It was perfect.

The Divine Weapon Hall had just found an eighth-level inheritance, and he hadn’t had time to comprehend much of it.

This time,

Shen Changqing could use this opportunity to fully comprehend its profound meaning.

“I will be in seclusion in the Divine Weapon Hall. Lord Bai Lian, please let me know if there’s anything further.”

“Okay!”

Bai Lianchuan nodded.

Shen Changqing then departed gracefully.

After he left, Bai Lianchuan’s smile faded, and his expression returned to a stern look.

“Immediately conduct a thorough investigation of all parties involved. Eliminate all spies who have secretly infiltrated the Tianzhu Mansion. Leave no one alive!”

“Yes!”

Hearing the cold murderous intent etched in Bai Lianchuan’s words, the hearts of all the Tianzhu Mansion’s high-ranking officials trembled, realizing he was truly furious.

Although the Tianzhu Mansion had already undergone a major purge last time, it was necessary to do so again now to completely eradicate the problem.

This catastrophe.

The Tianzhu Mansion’s weakness had filled Bai Lianchuan with a simmering rage.

This rage, born of powerlessness, must be vented.

However, the other forces were beyond the Tianzhu Mansion’s control, so he had no choice but to pursue other avenues.

As for revenge against the other Semi-Saints who had taken action to seize the Xiantian Emperor Weapon, or to deal with the Huangquan Dao Sect, these were beyond the Tianzhu Mansion’s current capabilities.

“Also—”

“We will mobilize all our resources in the Tianzhu Mansion and send troops to the Chiyu Immortal Court. Our goal isn’t to destroy Chiyu Immortal Court, but we must at least annihilate thirty of its immortal cities!”

Bai Lianchuan concluded in an icy voice.

Among the many hidden agents that had been eliminated, there were cultivators from the Red Feather Immortal Court.

Huangquan Dao Zong couldn’t handle them!

Could they also not handle the Red Feather Immortal Court?

Of course,

Bai Lianchuan also understood.

With Tianzhu Mansion’s current strength, it was absolutely impossible to destroy the Red Feather Immortal Court.

The latter’s foundation was also extraordinary.

Unless,

Tianzhu Mansion could ask Shen Changqing to take action.

But the problem was that he had already appeared to protect Tianzhu Mansion once, and asking him to take action again would not be so easy.

Moreover,

even if the Red Feather Immortal Court was destroyed, it would not benefit Tianzhu Mansion in any way.

The purpose of destroying the Red Feather Immortal Court’s thirty immortal cities was simple: pure venting.

After hearing this,

everyone naturally had no objection.

Then.

Bai Lianchuan’s gaze fell on Bai Lianfeng, and he spoke, “Zangbing Peak has been shattered. Although most of the divine weapons within are damaged, many are still scattered around.

The elders of the peak will handle this matter and try to recover them all!”

“Yes,”

Bai Lianfeng nodded in response.

Afterward,

Bai Lianchuan gave a few more instructions, and the people of Tianzhu Mansion began to act.

Elsewhere,

news of the battle at Tianzhu Mansion spread quickly.

Any news involving an Immortal Semi-Saint was no small matter.

After all, in this era, a Semi-Saint roaming the world was rare in itself, and Shen Changqing was currently at the peak of his popularity.

The combined news of the Immortal Semi-Saint and Shen Changqing had an unimaginable impact.

When they learned that Huangquan Dao Sect’s leader, Yin Jiuquan, had been suppressed by Shen Changqing and forced to retreat in disgrace, many factions, though somewhat shocked, quickly relaxed.

With the Supreme Divine Cult’s previous record, Huangquan Dao Sect naturally had little impact.

In contrast,

these factions were more concerned about the ownership of the Xiantian Imperial Weapon.

After all, Tianzhu Mansion was a leading weapon-casting power, and the Xiantian Imperial Weapon had been nurtured since ancient times, a testament to its exceptional prowess.

Acquiring such a treasure would undoubtedly enhance their own strength.

Therefore,

as news spread,

many factions sought information on the Xiantian Imperial Weapon.

Such a top-tier treasure was something no one wanted to miss.

In contrast,

Tianzhu Mansion, which should have been the center of this incident, attracted considerable attention initially, but gradually lost much of its attention.

After all, Tianzhu Mansion had been a minor player throughout, with little presence at all. When

Huangquan Dao Sect took action, Shen Changqing intervened to intercept it.

Tianzhu Mansion, however, did not make any significant appearances.

Under such circumstances, few forces remained focused on the other side.   Shen Changqing paid no attention

to the external affairs.   Now, having re-entered the Divine Weapon Hall and retrieved the divine mark he had left behind, he quickly located the crimson-gold hammer.   ”Eighth-rank Grandmaster!”   Shen Changqing gazed at the crimson-gold hammer before him. The terrifying aura of Dao rhyme filled him with a sense of dread.   The cultivator who had left behind such a legacy might not have been exceptionally powerful, but their attainments in weapon forging were undoubtedly unmatched by his own.   ”According to the records of the Heavenly Foundry, none of the nine eighth-rank Grandmasters reached the Semi-Saint realm. Even the eighth-rank, sixth-grade Grandmaster who forged the Innate Imperial Weapon embryo only reached the Immortal Emperor realm.   If not, he wouldn’t have paid the ultimate price for forging an Innate Imperial Weapon embryo!”   Shen Changqing pondered.   Eighth-rank Grandmaster!   While possessing the ability to forge an Innate Imperial Weapon, that didn’t necessarily equate to a Semi-Saint realm.   However.   Any eighth-rank Grandmaster is, in terms of status, comparable to a semi-saint. The only problem is that true immortality is difficult to achieve without reaching the semi-saint realm. The   fact that the Tianzhu Mansion boasts nine eighth-rank Grandmasters demonstrates that this faction once enjoyed considerable glory in ancient times.   But that is now a thing of the past.   The death of an eighth-rank Grandmaster!   The bloodbath of immortality!   Currently, the highest weapon forger in the Tianzhu Mansion is only at the seventh rank.   Numerous reports concerning the Tianzhu Mansion flashed through Shen Changqing’s mind, his attention finally returning to the crimson-gold hammer before him.   The moment his divine consciousness descended, the terrifying power of the Dao rhyme was instantly unleashed.   ”Boom!”   The void hummed, and the Dao rhyme flooded in.   A towering figure emerged from the void, a furnace emitting a terrifyingly blazing aura. The figure, gripping the crimson-gold hammer in one hand and a piece of divine iron of unknown origin in the other, forged it relentlessly.   Bang! Bang!   Bang!   Each time the hammer fell, its impact on the divine iron resounded with a resounding, soul-deepening sound. Even with Shen Changqing’s current cultivation level, he felt his sea of consciousness tremble.   His previously beating heart suddenly faltered.   One hammer!   Two hammers!   Three hammers!   …   Each strike seemed simple, yet it reached the pinnacle of the ultimate simplicity. An innate Daoist rhythm permeated the air, a way of transforming decay into magic that barely even began to describe it.   Shen Changqing’s expression shifted from curiosity to shock, then to serious calm. His eyes fixed on the figure forging the iron, as if intent on imprinting everything before him.   As he observed these movements, Shen Changqing felt his sea of consciousness tremble slightly, as if an invisible hammer were hammering his body repeatedly.   This sensation, while causing his sea of consciousness to tremble, his mind remained unusually clear.   It could have been a year.   Or perhaps a century.   Shen Changqing looked at the divine iron. After countless forgings, the originally irregular iron gradually took on the shape of a divine sword.   The moment he saw the divine sword, Shen Changqing felt a sudden sense of familiarity.   Comparing the two,   he found it to be identical to the innate treasure unearthed from Burial Soldier Peak.   While there were still some differences between this divine sword and that innate treasure, the Daoist aura of the two shared a common origin.   Thus,   the identity of the eighth-rank Grandmaster who forged the divine iron was immediately revealed. (End of this chapter)