Terran Guardian - Chapter 3924

Chapter 3900 Eight Million Years, Three Paths, Eighth Rank!

“The fortune of a Celestial Realm isn’t just determined by its ranking; it’s also closely related to its foundation. A higher ranking naturally means a more prosperous fortune.

Similarly, even if a Celestial Realm isn’t ranked high, if it has enough powerful individuals, its fortune will certainly not be weak—” “

The Star Luo Celestial Realm has now ascended to the first Celestial Realm, favored by the Heavenly Dao and blessed with the mysteries of creation. Its fortune has already surged.

Although Taiyuan Prefecture is just an ordinary territory within the Star Luo Celestial Realm, its fortune has also risen accordingly.

The fortune of this territory is now almost entirely concentrated in the hands of the Seven Profound Dao Sects. Compared to the time when the Xuan Tian Dao Sect was at least ten times stronger!”

Shen Changqing mused to himself.

The Xuan Tian Dao Sect was once the overlord of a Celestial Realm, with all the fortune of the vast realm falling into its hands.

But alas,

the Divine Heaven Realm was ultimately only a mid-tier Celestial Realm.

If that Celestial Realm could ascend to the top tier, things would be different.

“However—”

“Even for a top-tier immortal realm, the fortune of a single realm is hardly of much use to such an unparalleled power.”

Shen Changqing shook his head slightly.

There are differences even among top-tier immortal realms.

Even if a top-tier immortal realm in the Divine Heaven Domain were to gather the fortune of an entire realm, it would be nothing but wishful thinking to contend with such an unparalleled power.

With these thoughts in mind,

Shen Changqing looked towards the direction outside the Cangwu Mountains.

Now, ninety percent of the forces in Taiyuan Prefecture have submitted, and the position of the Seven Profound Dao Sect within Taiyuan Prefecture is beyond doubt.

Next,

the Seven Profound Dao Sect needs to consolidate its position and

wait for the right opportunity .

The remaining matters can be dealt with gradually.

…

“The Hall of Longevity!”

Lu Changge looked at the immortal hall before him. The ancient hall exuded a vast aura, causing him to pause in his breathing. He then took out his token, and immortal light and Daoist charm emerged, activating the hall’s restrictions.

Then,

Lu Changge stepped inside.

When the one hundred and twenty-three Longevity Immortal Steles came into view, a look of shock appeared on Lu Changge’s face.

Inside…

The aura emanating from each of the Longevity Immortal Steles was terrifying.

Some of them possessed an aura so vast and unfathomable that even this Second Tribulation Half-Saint felt immense pressure, giving him the illusion of being an ant peering at the heavens.

“Saint Immortal Steles!”

This thought flashed through Lu Changge’s mind.

Undoubtedly,

these were Saint-level Longevity Immortal Steles.

Three steles.

Seemingly eternally existing.

The Dao aura contained within them was terrifying.

After a deep look at the Saint Immortal Steles, Lu Changge immediately looked away.

Such Longevity Immortal Steles were beyond his current comprehension.

While the Saint Dao was indeed powerful, comprehending it would greatly benefit him.

But there was a prerequisite:

he had to be able to comprehend it first.

Lu Changge was self-aware; at his current cultivation level, comprehending the Saint Dao was far too difficult.

Currently, the Longevity Hall contained numerous top-tier Half-Saint Daos, which he could gradually comprehend.

With this thought,

Lu Changge looked in other directions of the hall.

In the void above the main hall, other cultivators were already present.

Now that the Hall of Longevity was open, any cultivator at the Immortal Emperor realm or above was qualified to enter.

Lu Changge glanced at it, then looked away and went to a Longevity Immortal Stele to silently comprehend the rules of the Great Dao.

…

Many forces in Taiyuan Prefecture submitted.

There was no major turmoil in the Star Luo Immortal Domain.

Other forces, upon learning of this news, turned a blind eye and didn’t pay much attention.

After all, the strength of the Seven Profound Dao Sect was undeniable, and it was normal for them to unify Taiyuan Prefecture.

Of course,

the fact that the Seven Profound Dao Sect had now gathered the fortune of an entire prefecture made some forces increasingly wary.

But not long after,

a piece of news arrived,

causing Shen Changqing to frown slightly.

“The Fuyao Holy Land has been destroyed?”

He had almost forgotten about this force.

After all, the Fuyao Holy Land was located in Guangyu Prefecture, and due to the Heavenly Dao Battlefield and the frequent calamities, Shen Changqing hadn’t paid much attention to it.

Originally…

He had left behind an avatar to guard the Fuyao Holy Land.

However, when the Heavenly Dao Battlefield opened, Shen Changqing withdrew the avatar.

The Heavenly Dao Battlefield was dangerous,

and he naturally couldn’t be careless.

After leaving the Heavenly Dao Battlefield, Shen Changqing went into seclusion, having no time to deal with anything else.

Only now,

with the news of the destruction of the Fuyao Holy Land, did he learn of it.

“The one who destroyed the Fuyao Holy Land was a rogue cultivator at the Half-Saint realm. The Star Luo Immortal Domain advanced, and many opportunities for creation appeared in Guangyu Prefecture.

The Fuyao Holy Land obtained a Primordial Emperor Weapon, but later, somehow the news leaked, ultimately provoking a Half-Saint to take action and destroy it!”

Gu Qingyang said in a deep voice.

Shen Changqing’s expression remained unchanged: “Do you have any news about that rogue cultivator?”

“That rogue cultivator called himself Yunyou, and it is rumored that he was a Second Tribulation Half-Saint. Now, after destroying the Fuyao Holy Land, he is still staying in Guangyu Prefecture—”

Gu Qingyang reported truthfully, and Shen Changqing nodded slightly.

“I am still aware of this matter. You may leave now.”

“Disciple takes his leave!”

Gu Qingyang respectfully withdrew. Then, Shen Changqing glanced at the Bodhi Ancient Tree, his figure gradually fading until he completely disappeared.

Not long after,

Shen Changqing returned to the Holy Land.

Now,

this place was in ruins.

The palaces were dilapidated.

Not a single cultivator was alive.

But the remaining blood and remains indicated that a battle had taken place here.

Then…

Shen Changqing looked towards where his immortal abode had been. He took a step forward, and the restrictions on the abode shattered. A Daoist who was in seclusion suddenly opened his eyes.

“Who dares to trespass on my immortal abode!”

The wandering Daoist’s face was filled with rage. He looked at Shen Changqing and shouted angrily.

“Who are you, and what is your purpose here?”

“I am Qi Xuan!”

“Qi Xuan…you are Dao Lord Qi Xuan!!”

The wandering Daoist was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, and his face immediately showed horror.

Dao Lord Qi Xuan!

How could he be unfamiliar with this name?

The other party was a top expert in the current Star Luo Immortal Domain. He was just a rogue cultivator, and the gap between them was enormous.

Now that he knew Shen Changqing’s identity, the wandering Daoist changed his attitude, and a perfectly timed smile appeared on his face.

“I wonder what brings Fellow Daoist Qi Xuan here?”

“I have some karmic ties with the Fuyao Holy Land. Now that you have destroyed the Fuyao Holy Land, I naturally cannot sit idly by.”

Shen Changqing’s words made the wandering Daoist’s expression change drastically.

In that instant,

he wanted to turn and run.

But just as the wandering Daoist made a move, a booming voice resounded in his sea of consciousness, time and space seemed to freeze for a moment, and the other party’s expression turned horrified, his eyes filled with despair.

Then,

the wandering Daoist’s body disintegrated bit by bit, and in less than a few breaths, a Second Tribulation Half-Saint had perished on the spot.

Shen Changqing, who had killed the wandering Daoist, remained calm. With a sweep of his divine sense, he took in the entire Immortal Mansion.

“It seems that the Innate Emperor Weapon is not meant for me!”

Under his divine sense, the Innate Emperor Weapon was nowhere to be found.

That meant that after the other party’s death, his inner universe was destroyed, and the Innate Emperor Weapon was lost in the spatial turbulence. Although Shen Changqing felt a little regretful

about this

, he didn’t care too much.

An ordinary Innate Emperor Weapon was dispensable to him now.

After all,

the most precious things are of high quality, not quantity. For

offense, the Twelve Heavens and the Boundary-Stabilizing Bell were enough for Shen Changqing, and an ordinary Innate Emperor Weapon was of little significance.

This time, his visit to the Fuyou Holy Land wasn’t for the Innate Emperor Weapon, but merely to kill the Wandering Daoist.

Regardless, the Fuyou Holy Land and he still shared a bond, and now that it had been destroyed, he, as the nominal Supreme Elder, couldn’t remain indifferent.

Now,

he would kill the Wandering Daoist.

Shen Changqing erased his remaining aura and turned to leave.

Less than half an hour after he left, other cultivators arrived.

“The Wandering Venerable has fallen!”

“I wonder who the powerful expert was who killed the Wandering Venerable so quickly; this person’s strength is truly extraordinary—”

A Celestial Emperor’s expression was solemn. The fall of a Half-Saint naturally produced Daoist phenomena, but there had been no battle aura erupting from beginning to end; the Wandering Daoist had fallen abruptly.

This meant

that an unparalleled expert had intervened, killing him with lightning speed.

Otherwise,

how could such a feat be accomplished?

Other cultivators, upon hearing this, looked on with suspicion and uncertainty: “I’ve heard that a half-saint ancestor once lived in the Fuyou Holy Land, but when Venerable Yunyou destroyed the Fuyou Holy Land, that half-saint ancestor didn’t make a move.

Could it be that the half-saint ancestor returned, learned of the destruction of the Fuyou Holy Land, and thus, in anger, killed Venerable Yunyou?”

These words elicited various expressions from the other cultivators.

However, most of them didn’t believe it.

After all, the strength of Daoist Yunyou was undeniable

. If the ancestor of the Fuyou Holy Land was truly so powerful, how could the Fuyou Holy Land be confined to a small place like Guangyu Prefecture? Regardless, the strength of someone capable of killing Daoist Yunyou was unfathomable.

Many cultivators glanced around with their divine senses, found nothing of interest, and then turned and left.

Whether Daoist Yunyou was dead or alive

was of no concern to them.

What truly mattered to these cultivators was the legacy left behind by a fallen half-saint.

But unfortunately,

Daoist Yunyou’s immortal abode was completely empty.

Faced with this, the other cultivators could only leave dejectedly.

Soon,

news of the Wandering Daoist’s demise spread, shaking the entire Guangyu Prefecture. The fall of a half-saint had a significant impact on such a place.

By the time the news spread, Shen Changqing had already returned to the Seven Profound Dao Sect.

Killing a second-tribulation half-saint was now a piece of cake for him.

The reason he used the power of the World-Stabilizing Bell was simply to avoid attracting too much attention.

Not long after returning to his sect after killing the Wandering Daoist, Shen Changqing also traveled to the myriad universes.

After so many years, powerful figures had emerged in countless ways throughout the myriad universes. While those who could enter the Ancient Immortal Realm were not uncommon, their numbers had greatly increased.

However, so far, not a single one had truly broken through to the Immortal Emperor Realm.

But this was normal.

Ordinary Ancient Immortals would find it difficult to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm without extraordinary opportunities.

Even for top-tier cultivators, without a powerful bloodline and immortal body as a foundation, breaking through to the Immortal Emperor realm is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Therefore,

it’s understandable that no Immortal Emperor has attained enlightenment in the myriad universes.

Upon returning, Shen Changqing didn’t disturb many cultivators, nor did he interfere much in the internal affairs of the myriad universes.

As long as it didn’t affect the sect’s foundation or threaten the survival of humanity, other conflicts were minor matters.

After returning from the myriad universes, Shen Changqing didn’t continue his seclusion, but instead guided his disciples in cultivation and occasionally lectured the sect’s cultivators.

Then,

he sat and discussed the Dao with Lu Changge, exploring alchemy cultivation.

At his level, the most important thing now was to wait patiently for the great calamity to arrive, which would be the best opportunity to directly break through to the Half-Saint realm.

Therefore,

Shen Changqing was waiting—

waiting for the right moment.

As for the external calamities and upheavals, he didn’t interfere much.

Having exchanged ideas with an eighth-rank, third-grade alchemy grandmaster, Shen Changqing’s cultivation in alchemy has made rapid progress.

Originally, he had only barely broken through to the eighth-tier Grandmaster of Alchemy, but now, Shen Changqing had taken a significant step forward to the eighth-tier, first-grade Grandmaster level.

Although he hadn’t reached the level of challenging the eighth-tier, second-grade, he had still benefited greatly.

At the same time

, under Shen Changqing’s guidance, Gu Qingyang’s skill in weapon crafting had also improved considerably.

In less than a million years, he had already stepped into the seventh-tier Grandmaster level of weapon crafting.   Shen Changqing was gratified

by this .   With Gu Qingyang’s aptitude in weapon crafting and forging, breaking through to the eighth-tier Grandmaster level in the future was definitely not a problem.   If the sect could produce another eighth-tier Grandmaster, that would be excellent.   Time flies.   A million years passed in the blink of an eye.   In the second million years, Shen Changqing began his seclusion.   In the fifth million years,   he emerged from seclusion,   having already broken through to the eighth-tier, second-grade Grandmaster level.   The sixth million years…   Shen Changqing also broke through in the field of formations, becoming an eighth-tier, first-grade Grandmaster of formations.   Thus,   Shen Changqing had achieved breakthroughs in all three fields—weapon crafting, alchemy, and formations—to the eighth-tier Grandmaster level.   One Immortal Emperor.   Three eighth-tier fields!   If this news were to spread, it would naturally shake the Eastern Bright Immortal Continent.   After all, even with its abundant resources, numerous powerful individuals, and countless geniuses, no Immortal Emperor had ever achieved the feat of simultaneously breaking through to the eighth tier in all three fields.   Some geniuses might possess extraordinary talent and break through to the eighth tier in one of the three fields, but that was still the limit. To   break through to the eighth tier in all three fields was something few, even half-saints, could accomplish, let alone an Immortal Emperor.   However,   Shen Changqing did not reveal   his breakthrough.   No one knew that he had already reached the eighth-tier Grandmaster level in formations.   After breaking through in formations, Shen Changqing continued his seclusion.   Eight million years later…   With a deafening roar of thunder, a torrent of lightning descended, and a second-grade innate imperial weapon was born. Shen Changqing officially entered the ranks of eighth-tier, second-grade weapon-refining grandmasters.   ”A second-grade innate imperial weapon!”   Shen Changqing gripped the longsword in his hand. Its frosty white blade shone like the bright moon, emanating a chilling aura. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the surrounding space, as if it couldn’t withstand the power of such a divine weapon.   Then,   Shen Changqing flicked his finger, and a sword’s cry resounded, seemingly from ancient times, reaching the ears of every cultivator in the Seven Profound Dao Sect. (End of Chapter)