Cultivation Helped by Ancestors-Chapter 349 - 286: Omen of the Last Dynasty

"Your sect truly keeps its word!"

The Daoist ’Wu Long’ glanced around, letting out a cold smile.

He then gazed over East Mausoleum and spoke lightly.

"I will next investigate a portion of the Dragon Vein area to determine the extent of Dragon Vein pollution and to locate the root of the evil. I kindly ask the fellow Daoists within East Mausoleum to temporarily suppress the National Destiny Dragon Soul, to avoid mistakenly harming it when I cast my magic!"

Upon hearing this, several other Daoists of the Dong generation exchanged glances, looking toward the depths of the Dragon Vein.

This was a condition proposed in advance by the Daoist ’Wu Long’, so they were not surprised.

In the depths of East Mausoleum, a brilliant golden sword light instantaneously merged with the Dragon Qi, and the faint sound of a magnificent dragon’s roar could be heard. It seemed that many Daoists could see a magnificent Black Dragon being suddenly guided by the sword light deep into the Dragon Vein, with the peripheral Dragon Qi noticeably weakened.

"Mirror Moon Spirit!"

Seeing this spectacle, the Daoist ’Wu Long’ raised his hand, and a grand flow of magical power surged forth, almost drawing the Taiyin Bright Moon, manifesting a Dharma Mirror, which suddenly enveloped part of the East Mausoleum region.

This was an Inspection Technique he comprehended from the "Mirror Moon Scripture".

Such sorcery seemed as if he plucked a bright moon with a moment’s gesture, illuminating the dark depths of the Dragon Vein, making every detail visible.

Even the Daoists Jingming, Dongzhen, Dongxuan, and Dong Jue could see clearly that within the Mirror Moon, the depths of the Dragon Vein were riddled with cracks.

"Has the Dragon Vein deteriorated to such a state?"

Upon witnessing this, the three Daoists of the Dong generation darkened their expressions, but an inexplicable chill rose in their hearts.

Their limbs turned cold.

The Dragon Vein deteriorating to this degree usually only occurs at the end of a dynasty.

Recalling the scenes from the end of a dynasty, a deeper fear welled up within the hearts of the three Daoists of the Dong generation.

They had all experienced the kingdom-ending war of the Shu Kingdom before.

The Shu Kingdom of that year indeed had a National Guardian Sect.

In the end, a vast Dao Lineage was besieged by numerous experts, almost entirely wiped out, and the sect cultivators died extremely tragically.

Four hundred years had passed, yet they had not expected the destiny of Daqian to decline to such a state.

They were no Primordial Spirit Masters and still had vitality to preserve.

Once Daqian collapses, as the Elders of Dong Shen Temple, they would be the first to bear the brunt.

Their foundation entirely depended on a special Life Plate, and each of these Plates was related to destiny; once the foundation collapsed, their Daoist Technique would be reduced by fifty percent initially, leaving only the remaining fifty percent to deal with the crisis.

Zhang Jian was also somewhat surprised, as his vast Yang God Divine Sense merged into the depths of East Mausoleum, revealing more.

The cracks within the Dragon Vein of East Mausoleum were widespread, leaking Dragon Qi — that was one thing.

Additionally, a massive malevolent force was hidden deep within the Dragon Vein, constraining much of the Dragon Vein Dragon Qi, darkening and weakening the Dragon Vein until it could not suppress the counterattack of Shu Kingdom’s Dragon Vein, allowing the entirety of Shu’s Dragon Qi to seep in.

You are in me, and I am in you!

"Troublesome!"

Zhang Jian also found it tricky. His eyes flashed with some Secret Techniques for purifying the Dragon Vein, causing ripples in his eyes. These techniques could indeed entice a portion of the Shu Kingdom’s Dragon Vein Resentful Fiend and even completely refine it.

For example, the Daqian Royal Family could forge the Nine Tripods, using their ability to reforge the Dragon Vein Resentment.

But the Nine Tripods must have someone to oversee them.

Otherwise, it would involve extracting the spirit of Divine Beasts to suppress the Dragon Vein.

Zhang Jian clearly did not wish to tether his fate to the sinking vessel of Daqian.

"Elder Wu Long, how is it?"

Daoist Jingming frowned, looking through Mirror Moon Photography. The deterioration of the Dragon Vein was worse than he imagined.

In this situation, he involuntarily doubted whether the Dragon Vein could still be saved.

"Take me to see the Emperor!"

Zhang Jian’s expression remained unchanged, but having explored some of the depths of the Dragon Vein, a trace of a smile appeared in his heart instead.

Daoist Jingming nodded, immediately leading Zhang Jian to the Imperial Palace Ziwei Hall.

In Ziwei Hall, the Dragon Qi was extraordinarily intense, and Emperor Jingwu’s face was deathly pale. His back was hunched, as if he was arching over, becoming a hunchback.

This state of grandeur was a significant blow to the self-proclaimed wise and powerful Emperor Jingwu.

The abscess on his back kept recurring, even though the State Preceptor used Mysterious Technique to remove it, it would quickly regrow, consuming his vital essence and continuously growing.

If it weren’t for Dong Shen Temple employing its temple treasure and nourishing his vital essence with a Celestial Essence Golden Core, the Emperor couldn’t have sustained.

"Your Majesty!"

Beside him, Empress Qi couldn’t help but feel her heartache, her phoenix eyes glossed with redness.

Seeing Empress Qi’s expression made Emperor Jingwu even more irritated. He couldn’t help bellowing, "Why the mourning, I’m not dead yet!"

His sudden outburst clearly caught Empress Qi off guard, leaving her standing there at a loss.

Princess Qingfeng stepped forward to gently pat Qi Yuzhu’s hand, signaling her to leave first, then softly spoke beside Emperor Jingwu.

"Your Majesty, don’t worry, the State Preceptor has already invited an expert!"

"In this vast world, there are so many experts, surely there will be an Immortal capable of curing Your Majesty!"

The Eldest Princess’s soft words slightly soothed Emperor Jingwu’s expression. He glanced at his elder sister, then softly spoke after a moment.

"Elder sister, I just feel unwilling. All this malice was originally wrought by our ancestors, so why should it fall on me in the end? I am not convinced!"

Emperor Jingwu’s face was filled with bitterness.

Upon hearing this, Princess Qingfeng sighed slightly. This was just destiny.

She was about to comfort him, when suddenly Liang Shiwu hurriedly appeared at the doorway, showing a joyful expression.

"Your Majesty, Eldest Princess, the State Preceptor has brought an expert!"

"Quickly announce them!"

Upon hearing this, both Emperor Jingwu and Princess Qingfeng’s eyes showed a hint of joy, and they saw Daoist Jingming leading an expert in a plain cloth magic robe and high crown into the sleeping palace.

Emperor Jingwu directly said.

"State Preceptor, the other should be the Wu Long Immortal. Don’t be constrained by worldly rituals, please examine my condition!"

Emperor Jingwu’s anxious expression gradually calmed, but his eyes still held hope as he looked at Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian’s expression did not change as he stepped forward, slightly examining the abscess on Emperor Jingwu’s back.

In his gaze, he saw a dark, large tumor on Emperor Jingwu’s back, seemingly alive, constantly twitching on his back, endlessly siphoning Emperor Jingwu’s vital essence and growing.

Inside, countless horrifying malevolent fates intertwined with Dragon Qi, resonating with the malice in the Dragon Vein, as they continuously and unabatedly attracted and merged into Emperor Jingwu’s body.

Zhang Jian frowned slightly.

It was the first time he had seen such a large abscess.

This thing couldn’t be directly excised since it was intertwined with Emperor Jingwu’s soul. If not eradicated at the root, it would regrow even if cut away.

Too many removals, and Emperor Jingwu’s body couldn’t endure such repeated harvesting.

"Immortal, how is it?"

At this moment, Emperor Jingwu’s eyes were filled with hopeful anticipation.

Hearing this, Zhang Jian smiled and said.

"Although this abscess is malevolent, it’s not difficult to treat!"