Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 423 - 293 Opening the Curtain

Chapter 423 -293 Opening the Curtain

The Ninth day of the Ninth month, the night was desolate, with a sky full of stars.

Above the Golden Wall, numerous fluorite shone brilliantly, lighting up a hundred miles around as bright as day.

At this moment, behind the wall, rows upon rows of sect’s elite daoist soldiers clad in armor stood neatly arrayed, all with stern expressions and a heavy atmosphere.

Above the Abyss,

The enormous Flying Immortal City floated silently in the air, its protective light barrier sparkling with a splendorous radiance, and from afar it looked like a bright heavenly city, majestic and magnificent, suppressing everything.

Below the Flying Immortal City, two giant Sea Suppression Cloud Boats, as large as mountains, flanked the massive city from the left and the right.

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Below the Sea Suppression Cloud Boats, myriad smaller floating magic artifacts were scattered across the sky,

Cloud Boats, palaces, tower ships, great woods, Floating Mountains; countless floating magic artifacts of different kinds emitted multicolored lights, shining together with the stars in the sky.

In this tense and oppressive atmosphere, this scene unexpectedly possessed an unusual beauty and majesty.

Zhao Sheng stood on a large Cloud Boat over seventy zhang long, silently looking up at the night sky.

At this time, in his spirit’s sensing, one after another, powerful “torches” on the surrounding floating magic artifacts burst forth with mighty auras without any attempt to hide, proudly displaying their strength.

As time slowly passed, when the bright moon climbed to its zenith, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted lowly, “They’re here!”

As soon as his words fell, the stars in the night sky all shone brightly, but one “Big Star” suddenly burst forth with a dazzling brilliance that instantly overpowered the moon.

From the infinitely high and distant night sky, from that Big Star, an unimaginable power descended in an instant.

Suddenly,

above the Abyss, massive black Dragon Tornadoes hundreds of zhang thick sprang into existence out of nowhere, howling and sweeping up everything as layers of thin veils seemed to be stripped away from the horizon, and a small “area” in the center of the wind columns became crystal clear.

Just then, innumerable runes, like a cascade of light, emerged from that “area”, only to be washed away by that heavenly power as if scoured by it.

Every second, countless light runes were erased, and large swaths of light shards fell into the Abyss, immediately devoured by the darkness.

At this time, behind the cascade of rune light, a three-li long “shadow” suddenly appeared, its shape resembling a “Crescent Moon”.

In just a brief moment, the cascade of rune light was completely extinguished, and under the starlight and moonlight, that “Crescent Moon” abruptly took on a hint of red.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng’s pupils shrank, and he felt an inexplicable chill on his forehead.

Crack!

Just as he had a bad premonition, there was a sudden crack sound as if heaven and earth couldn’t bear the weight.

No, this sound arose from within his heart, not from the heaven and earth to his ears.

Crack!

Above the thousand-zhang sky, that three-li long “Crescent Moon” was now tainted with blood red.

In the next instant, a spiritual tide roared in.

For a moment, endless blood-red spiritual energy burst forth from the Crescent Moon, turning into a sweeping spiritual tide that engulfed everything around it.

Boom Boom!

A cold wind carrying an evil aura rushed over Zhao Sheng’s face at great speed, involuntarily making him feel chilled.

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No one had expected that the first confrontation between the two realms would start between their worlds.

A Spiritual Tide is an extremely rare celestial phenomenon, usually only occurring when there is a huge disparity in the concentration of spiritual energy, similar to water backflow.

Boom Boom!

In just a few breaths, a vast amount of otherworldly spiritual energy crazily surged into the Tianzhu Realm from the Space-Time Rift.

Zhao Sheng immediately felt the concentration of spiritual energy around him rapidly increasing, becoming twice, three times, several dozen times stronger than before.

Whoosh!

In the environment of blood-red spiritual energy, Zhao Sheng frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, as if he was standing in a strange Otherworld filled with a chilling and deadly atmosphere.

In war, one must account for the timing, geographical convenience, and human harmony!

In just a brief moment, the Tianzhu side, which should have had the advantage of timing, had suddenly fallen into a disadvantage.

Zhao Sheng circulated his True Yuan, and a layer of firelight appeared on his body, sweeping away the surrounding coldness.

At that moment, someone beside him suddenly exclaimed, “Quick, look… what is that?”

Zhao Sheng followed the voice and saw that within the tide of blood-red spiritual energy, numerous ghostly green flames had appeared, dense and numerous like flickering ghost fires, with an eerily chilling aura.

“First round simultaneous attack, codename Sunlight Over Everything!”

At that time, a commanding voice suddenly rang in everyone’s ears.

For the war between two realms, the Sect Alliance had devised countless meticulous plans, with attack sequences and types also strictly divided into many categories.

Sunlight Over Everything refers to Yang Attribute spells.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his hand, a vast sea of golden fire rose up, with two fire dragons each over ten zhang long leaping out from within it, clawing and biting against the tide.

As the fire dragons soared and thrashed their tails, they turned into flame serpents, annihilating hundreds of the ghost fires.

At the same time, countless cultivators also made their moves, and in an instant, a myriad of spell lights filled the skies and the earth, presenting a spectacular sight.

In just a single encounter, the skies full of ghost fires were swept away.

“Something’s not right!”

Zhao Sheng was shocked, feeling the first strike from the Netherworld Ghost Realm was unexpectedly weak, so weak that it was negligible.

This thought had just arisen when an unforeseen event suddenly occurred!

Thump, thump-thump!

A bizarre fluctuation of heartbeats suddenly echoed in Zhao Sheng’s mind, and his heart involuntarily gave a fierce thump.

In the blink of an eye, the strange fluctuations became more rapid. Zhao Sheng’s heart suddenly became chaotic, followed by a wave of pain, as if something was about to jump out from inside.

Zhao Sheng thought grimly, “This is not good!”

He hurriedly blocked his hearing and spiritual sense, while at the same time his True Yuan in his Dantian took one turn, transforming into layers of True Yuan barriers to protect his heart meridians.

Only then did that dignified voice sound again: “All True Monarchs adhere to this command! This is a Netherworld Ghost Technique. Immediately block your spiritual senses, seal your heart meridians. Guard your spirit with a singular focus, plunge into meditation!”

But by this moment, the warning was a little too late. In the brief exchange that had just occurred, it was unknown how many elite Taoist soldiers below the Foundation Establishment realm had already perished from heart explosions.

As the voice faded, a chant of Buddha’s mantra suddenly resounded between heaven and earth: “When Guanyin Bodhisattva practiced the profound Prajñāpāramitā, he illuminated the Five Skandhas and saw they were all empty, and he crossed beyond all suffering and difficulty…”

With the emergence of this Buddha’s sound, the world hushed, and that strange fluctuation was abruptly suppressed.

“Ahh, ahh!”

A chorus of screams suddenly emitted from the heavens, and nearly a hundred dim and vague human-like shadows leapt out from the blood-colored Spiritual Tide, each of them engulfed in large patches of amber Buddha Light.

These shadows propped up a ring of black smoke, struggling to resist the purification of the Buddha Light, while darting towards the Space-Time Rift at high speed.

“Damned baldy! You just wait for this god.” p>

As the hundred shadows neared the Crescent Moon, they converged toward the center, merging into a two-zhang-tall pitch-black shadow, emanating a bizarre aura.

“Hehe, old bone frames, it’s your turn to take the stage!” The Thousand Shadows Netherworld God, in the face of a sky full of enemies, showed no fear and cackled mischievously as it was about to dive back into the Crack.

Just then, a streak of Sword Light swept across its body.

The pitch-black shadow from top to bottom was silently split in two.

“Damn it! This god hates Sword Cultivators most. You just wait for me.”

The two halves of the shadow suddenly split into two figures again, moving with extreme agility as they danced chaotically.

Thousand Shadows Netherworld God was not a living being, but a ten-thousand-year-old ghost. Its strength was an entire level above an ordinary Divinity Transformation True Monarch.

Relying on its body refined into an immortal form able to withstand myriad tribulations, it was so arrogant that it dared to enter the Tianzhu Realm alone.

Little did it expect that right upon its arrival it would encounter two Divinity Transformation True Monarchs with attributes that overpowered it.

Inside Flying Immortal City, Lin Yizhi slowly withdrew his hand, and the iron sword before him resonated with bursts of spirited Sword Intent, as if it was not satisfied with the strike just dealt.

However, under the will of its owner, the iron sword had no choice but to obediently return to its sheath.

Gongyang Heng, the Ancestor of the Immortal Device Sect, marveled as he watched, “Senior Lin, why did you hold back?”

“Hmph, this ghostly creature’s strength is comparable to that of a True Monarch; it’s not so easy to kill!”

The speaker, clothed in white garments and boots, with sword-like features and an overwhelming Sword Intent he could scarcely contain, looked toward Lin Yizhi with eyes filled with a thirst for battle.

This person was named Shen Bai, currently the Sword Master of the Sky-splitting Sword Dao and at the Nascent Soul Perfection realm, making him one of the foremost powerhouses just below the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs.

“Shush!”

Lin Yizhi suddenly made a shushing gesture.

In the span of a few words, the blood-colored surge of Spiritual Energy gradually ebbed, following the exasperated shouting of the Nether Emperor.

From within the “Crescent Moon”, a gigantic palm a hundred zhang in size suddenly stretched out.

With a booming sound, the enormous palm spread its five fingers, like five towering trees made of white bone, fiercely grabbing onto the edges of the Crescent Moon.

The Crescent Moon suddenly trembled and bulged slightly as if a massive being was attempting to crawl its way out from within.

“Second round, prepare the Spirit Stone Cannons, fire!”

Before the voice settled, more than a hundred Five Elements Spirit Stone Cannons atop the Golden Wall erupted in dazzling light, launching beams as thick as a person’s waist, each carrying the destructive power equivalent to a Nascent Soul’s single strike, against the colossal bony palm, resulting in continuous, explosions that filled the sky with blinding Light Seas, charged with the breath of destruction.

Simultaneously, black cannon mouths also appeared on the Cloud Boats filling the sky above, from which beams of light furiously shot out.

Indeed, the Spirit Stone Cannons possessed enormous power, but the Spirit Stones consumed with each volley also pained the heart.

Under the focused fire of the Spirit Stone Cannon salvo, even the undying white bone of the Bone God could not endure, the bone palm immediately splitting with innumerable cracks, its surface riddled with vast pits, and white bone fragments fell like rain into the Abyss.

Boom!

The bony giant hand retracted with incredible speed, and the Nether Emperor had disappeared without a trace.

Upon witnessing this, cheers rose from both heaven and earth, and the atmosphere relaxed.

“It seems the Netherworld Ghost Realm is nothing special after all,” chuckled an Nascent Soul Ancestor inside Flying Immortal City as he saw the outcome.

“That was merely a probing move!” The Sect Leader of the Carefree Sect, the old Daoist with misty brows, indifferently reminded the other, “They were testing to see if we were prepared. The real fight is about to begin!”

It couldn’t be mere coincidence, Zhao Sheng happened to think the same thing.

Some people are easily optimistic, but they overlook one point.

The Nine Stars Alinement took place on the side of the Tianzhu Realm.

According to common sense, the Netherworld Ghost Realm should not have known this secret.

Yet their response was too swift, as if they had known all along that the Nine Stars Alinement would break the seal, hence they were prepared in advance.

Otherwise, why would they rush through the moment the seal broke, deploying two Divinity Transformation Level monsters?

There are simply no such coincidences in this world!