Terran Guardian - Chapter 3575

Chapter 3553 The Gray-Robed Taoist

A dozen or so sect leaders?

Not only was Chu Junhe stunned, but even Qing Xu and the others were taken aback, seemingly not expecting this.

However,

these individuals were quite experienced, and after a moment’s realization, they understood that this was Shen Changqing’s avatar.

“I am stationed at the sect and should not act rashly. I have come as an avatar to assist you in suppressing the chaos caused by the evil spirits. This battle must be swift and decisive; do not delay!”

one of the avatars said calmly. As he spoke, the other avatars immediately attacked the other evil beasts.

“We obey!”

Chu Junhe and the others readily accepted the order.

As Shen Changqing’s avatars attacked, they suddenly realized that the strength of each of these avatars was no less than that of an Immortal Emperor.

This discovery made them gasp.

A single avatar possessed strength comparable to an Immortal Emperor.

Such methods were beyond the capabilities of any other Immortal Emperor.

However, when they saw Shen Changqing’s strength, comparable to that of a Changsheng, they understood.

Those beings at that level, condensing avatars of Immortal Emperor level, didn’t seem too surprising.

With that thought,

the group unleashed their full power to intercept and kill the demonic beasts.

Initially, the demonic beasts’ numbers had increased significantly, making it difficult for Chu Junhe and his companions to withstand them.

However, when Shen Changqing’s dozen or so avatars arrived, equivalent to the combat power of a dozen Immortal Emperor level beings, the situation instantly reversed.

Moreover

, one of the avatars summoned the Xuan Tian Emperor Bell. The ancient Emperor Bell suppressed the nine heavens, its overwhelming imperial might annihilating everything. Even demonic beasts at the Immortal Emperor level were instantly killed upon encountering it.

The Xuan Tian Emperor Bell was originally only a half-step Immortal Emperor artifact, but after Shen Changqing’s several reforgings, it had now advanced to the ranks of Innate Immortal Weapons.

Although only at the first-grade level, it was still an Innate Immortal Weapon, a treasure surpassing even Immortal Emperor artifacts.

Many immortals might not even have the chance to obtain an Innate Immortal Weapon.

One could imagine

how astonishing the power of such a treasure was.

With his current cultivation level as an avatar, he naturally couldn’t fully unleash the power of the Xuan Tian Emperor Bell.

Even so, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary Immortal Emperors.

Beneath the Xuan Tian Emperor Bell

, even mid-level or late-level Immortal Emperor beasts were no match for it.

The power of this supreme treasure

was astonishing.

“The Xuan Tian Emperor Bell!”

Qingmu watched as this unparalleled treasure shattered the body of a mid-level Immortal Emperor beast, and his heart trembled.

Compared to such a treasure, his own Immortal Refining Furnace suddenly seemed less appealing.

There was no way around it.

A mid-grade Immortal Emperor artifact was far inferior to a Primordial Immortal Weapon.

How could the latter’s power compare to the former?

But despite his envy, Qingmu didn’t have any other ambitions.

With his current cultivation level, even if he wielded a Primordial Immortal Weapon, he couldn’t truly unleash its power.

Besides,

the price he could pay to have Shen Changqing forge a Primordial Immortal Weapon was far beyond his means.

After all, forging a Primordial Emperor Weapon requires extremely high-grade materials, which are not easy for ordinary Immortal Emperors to find.

Moreover,

the risk of failure in forging a Primordial Emperor Weapon is not low.

If it fails, it means a complete loss.

Therefore,

even though Qingmu coveted the power of the Xuan Tian Emperor Bell, he had no intention of coveting it.

Some greed should not exist.

…

“Another avatar has fallen!”

Shen Changqing frowned slightly and shook his head.

In just a few days, he had sent out thirty or forty avatars to suppress the turmoil in various Immortal Realms.

But with so many avatars, problems were inevitable.

The fact that Shen Changqing was still needed to help even with the Xuan Tian Dao Sect’s resources exhausted meant that the situation of the various Immortal Realms was severe, with a large number of evil beasts.

Even if the Immortal Emperors of the sects intervened, it would be difficult to truly stabilize the situation.

Therefore,

Shen Changqing’s intervention was necessary.

However, the avatars he conjured were only at the level of ordinary Immortal Emperors.

In the face of a war of this magnitude, even ordinary Immortal Emperors could perish.

Therefore,

with thirty or forty avatars deployed, it was inevitable that some would fall.

Such occurrences were unavoidable.

But for Shen Changqing, each lost avatar weakened his own strength.

Although the weakening wasn’t significant, it was still a loss.

Therefore,

under normal circumstances, Shen Changqing rarely used avatars. After all, the fall of an avatar

was a considerable problem.

But in this situation, Shen Changqing had no choice but to use avatars.

Fortunately, although the calamities in various Immortal Realms were severe, they weren’t completely out of control.

From the perspective of his avatars, Shen Changqing could observe the movements of each Immortal Realm.

Among the various Immortal Realms, the situation in the Azure Nether Realm was the most stable.

The several Immortal Emperors of the Heavenly Forging Palace were far superior to ordinary Immortal Emperors.

In addition, these Immortal Emperors each possessed divine weapons and treasures for protection, making their strength extraordinary.

Therefore…

Under the suppression of the Heavenly Forging Palace, the Qingming Domain’s calamity and unrest couldn’t cause too much of a stir.

In comparison,

the three major immortal domains—Qianyao, Bitian, and Xuxing—were relatively more troublesome.

However, with Shen Changqing creating thirty or forty avatars at once, the calamity in the three major immortal domains was still suppressed.

After all, thirty or forty avatars were equivalent to thirty or forty Immortal Emperors, so suppressing the calamity and unrest was naturally not a big problem.

Then, Shen Changqing looked at the movements of the other Heavenly Soul Curses.

Now that the calamity was spreading, many acquired demon gods in Shenfeng Prefecture were affected. Some went to other immortal domains to avoid the disaster, while others unfortunately perished in the calamity.

From within the shattered Heavenly Soul Curse, Shen Changqing witnessed the scenes before the fall of each acquired demon god.

One scene in particular, a celestial realm, caused him to pause in surprise.

“This is—the Xuanxiao Realm!”

Shen Changqing’s expression turned grave.

He was naturally familiar with the Xuanxiao Realm; even from just a glimpse of the scene, he could recognize its origin.

However, in the current Xuanxiao Realm, life was splattered with blood, and a white-robed Buddha tore through the sky, causing the consciousness of all beings to collapse the moment they witnessed him, instantly succumbing to despair.

Shen Changqing was also very familiar with this white-robed Buddha.

It was none other than the Sumeru Ancestor.

Upon seeing him appear in the Xuanxiao Realm, Shen Changqing already understood that this celestial realm was doomed.

After all, the appearance of a supreme-level demon beast, even without any action, was enough to cause the demise of all beings.

However…

just then…

“Alas!”

A sigh seemed to come from time immemorial, followed by a sudden appearance of a vast, abyss-like aura. A gray-robed Daoist slowly rose into the air, the Great Dao beneath his feet transforming into countless blue lotuses, its supreme Daoist aura pressing down on the heavens.

In that instant,

the gray-robed Daoist seemed to sense something as well, turning his head to glance at Shen Changqing, their eyes seemingly meeting.

“Boom!”

With just one glance, Shen Changqing felt a terrifying aura pressing down upon him, his sea of consciousness trembling instantly.

The next moment,

the scene shattered.

Shen Changqing reopened his eyes, his pupils now bloodshot.

“It seems to be another being at least at the Saint Realm!” The fact that

the Seven Profound Divine Tower could not contain the aura was enough to indicate that the other party’s cultivation level had already broken through the shackles of the Half-Saint and stepped into a higher level.

A Saint!

To be precise,

at least a Saint.

But in Shen Changqing’s view, such a being was most likely not just a Saint, but possibly a Great Saint, or even a living ancient supreme being.

Otherwise,

how could the other party have the confidence to face the Ancestor Sumeru directly?

In that single glance, Shen Changqing sensed the terrifying, abyss-like aura emanating from the other. Such an existence was far beyond his current capabilities.

“I didn’t expect such a reclusive being to exist in the Xuanxiao Domain. Indeed, no immortal domain should be underestimated. No one can guarantee that some ancient being might be living in seclusion in such an immortal domain!”

Shen Changqing took a deep breath, but the image of the gray-robed Daoist still lingered in his mind.

The Xuanxiao Domain was merely a top-tier immortal domain, yet now an ancient being, suspected to be at the Supreme level, had appeared.

Did other top-tier immortal domains, or even the Supreme Immortal Domains, also possess such ancient beings?

Shen Changqing believed such speculation was likely true.

Especially after seeing the gray-robed Daoist, he became even more certain of this.

But with the current rampant calamities, why hadn’t such an ancient being appeared? There must be a reason.

For many beings aspiring to immortality, ordinary cultivators were no different from ants; no matter how many died, it was difficult to stir their emotions.

After all, with the passage of time and the changing world, one   ’s temperament is bound to change.

Take, for example. When he himself secluded himself in the Seven Profound Divine Tower for hundreds of millions of years, Shen Changqing felt a shift   in his mindset, and it took him a considerable amount of time to adjust. If hundreds of millions of years of seclusion caused this, it’s perfectly normal for those who have secluded themselves for hundreds of billions, or even longer, to experience such a change in temperament.   However,   not all cultivators are like this.   For instance, the ancient being of the Xuanxiao Domain emerged to confront the Sumeru Ancestor when he appeared.   Unfortunately,   when the Sumeru Ancestor appeared, the acquired demon gods of the Xuanxiao Domain fell into decline, and Shen Changqing could no longer probe the movements of that immortal realm.   Otherwise, he would have liked to see if the mysterious gray-robed Daoist had the potential to suppress the Sumeru Ancestor.   Many distracting thoughts surfaced in his mind, but Shen Changqing quickly suppressed them. The pressure from the previous calamity had unknowingly lessened considerably.   ”If that gray-robed Daoist from the Xuanxiao Domain can deal with Ancestor Sumeru, then the impact of the calamity will be greatly reduced, giving other immortal domains a glimmer of hope.”   ”However—” ”   If the great calamity from the Shenyang Domain cannot be dealt with, this calamity will never truly be over!”   Thinking of the six-armed calamity, Shen Changqing felt a tremor in his sea of consciousness, as if a strange power was being nurtured, but it was subsequently suppressed by the Soul-Destroying Sword. (End of Chapter)