Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 307 - 192: Path of Great Derivation Showdown

Chapter 307: Chapter 192: Path of Great Derivation Showdown

A small purple sword suddenly appeared in her sea of consciousness, aiming directly at her divine spirit!

As the purple sword descended, a strange copper plate imbued with an ancient aura suddenly appeared on the surface of her divine spirit!

After the attack from the purple sword was blocked, it immediately vanished without a trace.

Although this strike did not directly hit the woman’s divine spirit, it caused a great upheaval in her sea of consciousness, making her Qi and blood surge, and she couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The white-haired woman forcibly endured the stabbing pain of her divine spirit and gently wiped the bloodstain from the corner of her mouth, revealing a trace of confusion on her exquisite face.

"Using the Path of Great Derivation to attack from a distance, how can there be such an odd cultivator?"

The woman smirked and shook her head, then picked up a pen and wrote the words "Shen Chongming" on a piece of paper beside her.

After the ink dried, she stuffed the paper into a bamboo tube next to her.

A gurgling sound came from the bamboo tube.

At the entrance of the three-story building, a middle-aged man was anxiously waiting when a young girl suddenly came out of the house, holding a note.

"Senior Brother Huo."

The middle-aged man cupped his hand respectfully, took the note, glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

With a flash of spiritual power in his hand, he burned the note to ashes and then hurriedly left the courtyard.

...

In the Black Water Pavilion, Shen Yuan stood up with a solemn expression.

After some hesitation, he resolutely went to the second floor of the Black Water Pavilion.

"Father?"

On the second floor of the Black Water Pavilion, Shen Wen’an heard the movement, slowly opened his eyes, and called out.

"Did you succeed in your breakthrough?"

Shen Yuan was slightly surprised, having thought that this time he would be forced to delay his breakthrough.

"I reached the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing yesterday. Now I’m stabilizing my realm and comprehending a sword technique."

Shen Wen’an said.

"Is there something you need, Father?"

Seeing the solemnity in his father’s eyes, Shen Wen’an changed the subject.

"Yes, I foresaw that Chongming is in danger. The prophecy indicates that he will be engulfed by fire, likely related to the Suihuo Sect."

Upon hearing this, a trace of killing intent flashed in Shen Wen’an’s eyes!

"Where is Chongming now?"

Shen Yuan replied, "He should be dealing with a demon issue on Hidden Dragon Mountain. Be careful on your way there."

A few days ago, he had already deduced the demon issue on Hidden Dragon Mountain, but no specific prophecy was revealed, indicating that the demon issue behind it is definitely not simple.

"Don’t worry, Father, unless I encounter someone at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm, there should be no danger."

Shen Wen’an said, then his figure turned into a streak of sword light, flying out of the window like a shooting star towards Hidden Dragon Mountain.

...

In the mountain camp.

Inside the wooden house, Shen Chongming paced with his hands behind his back, a somewhat solemn expression on his face.

A short while ago, while cultivating, he suddenly sensed a mysterious power watching him!

Before he could react, another force appeared.

These two forces were extremely mysterious and obscure, leading him to momentarily think he was sensing incorrectly.

However, as a cultivator at his level, his senses were exceedingly keen.

He could confirm that he absolutely did not sense incorrectly—something was indeed watching him.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find the source.

This situation leaves only one possibility.

That the opponent’s strength far surpasses his own!

"Could it be that those demon generals the Giant Centipede spoke of are about to make a move?"

As Shen Chongming spoke to himself with a grim expression, he suddenly felt a familiar aura rushing toward him from afar!

"Third Uncle?!"

With a hint of surprise on his face, Shen Chongming hurriedly pushed open the door and stepped outside.

An arc of sword aura sliced through the forest, appearing instantly before him.

"Third Uncle!"

Shen Chongming excitedly greeted with clasped hands, "Did you have a breakthrough?"

Shen Wen’an nodded slightly, then glanced at their surroundings.

"Your grandfather foresaw danger for you. Have you encountered anything unusual recently?"

Shen Chongming was about to shake his head, but then recalled the two mysterious forces that had been watching him earlier.

"While I was cultivating earlier, I seemed to sense two arcane forces spying on me, but after a thorough search, I found nothing..."

Someone is spying?

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an’s Divine Sense, unique to the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing, instantly unfolded!

On an ancient tree several miles away from the mountain camp, three figures in Suihuo Sect cloaks were concealed in the treetops using Concealing Breath Skill.

"I thought that among the Yangnao Seven Sons, Zhang Tiansu’s legacy was the least likely to be acquired by anyone."

"Who would have thought that the Shen Family’s youngster possesses a rare mutated Thunder Attribute Spirit Root, truly a heaven-defying fortune..."

In the treetops, a thin-faced old man with snow-white eyebrows hanging down to his chin spoke in a deep voice.

Beside him, another man, slightly pale and beardless, nodded, "Luckily, our disciples left some contingencies in the Seven Sages Mountain Secret Realm."

"This time, we must eliminate this Shen Family lad before he grows any stronger."

"We can’t let him become another Zhang Tiansu!"

As soon as his voice fell, the third cloaked old woman let out a strange laugh and said, "From what I can see, those in Central Province are overly cautious."

"Since ancient times, the Cultivation Realm has been overflowing with prodigies, but how many can really leap through the dragon gate and achieve the Golden Core Dao?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"If Central Province is truly worried about these things, they should immediately send people to destroy the Seven Sages Mountain Secret Realm..."

The long-browed old man shook his head, "Junior Sister Hu might not know that the Demon Dragon is keeping a close watch, and those in the sect wouldn’t dare make any rash moves."

"Moreover, if they acted, wouldn’t it confirm their betrayal of the Daying Immortal Mansion back then?"

The beardless man sneered in agreement, "Those gentlemen cherish their feathers too much, leaving such dirty and tiring tasks to the likes of us."