Who Let Him Cultivate?!-Chapter 1274 - 1273: Opening the Heavens

The sound of the Great Dao is echoing, reverberating between heaven and earth, with countless ancient runes appearing around the Four Ancient Immortals, these runes being the vessels for their Dao Fruits.

The ancient runes flicker and merge into the Wuling Continent, touching the seal at its base.

The World Seal was jointly created by the Four Ancient Immortals utilizing their respective Dao Fruits.

The Yin-Yang Dao Fruit uses the Yin Yang Qi as the foundation for the barrier.

The Time Dao Fruit allows time to reverse, repairing the barrier should it shatter.

The Survival of the Fittest Dao Fruit makes the barrier emerge unscathed from the same attack.

The Tribulation Dao Fruit has attached the "Infinite Tribulation" to the barrier, an endless and irregular challenge that can only be violently broken.

The interwoven abilities of the four Dao Fruits mean that even if the four of them attacked at once, the seal could not be undone.

Only by them mobilizing the Dao Fruits to weaken the barrier, and then with the help of Fairy Eternity’s infinite self-detonation, could the seal be broken.

"Not enough, we’re just short of a bit!" Immortal Jiuchong said in a deep voice.

"But this is all the strength we have!" Kirin Immortal said, reluctantly accepting that despite their all-out effort, this was as far as they could go.

Just a little bit more, just that tiny bit!

Time Immortal remained silent, only persistently animating the runes to decipher the seal.

Their voices were not loud, yet they held a sacredness and the weight of history, reaching the entire Cultivation World through the Heavenly Tribulation.

The entire Cultivation World felt the disappointment of the Four Ancient Immortals.

Yingtian Immortal slowly closed his eyes, as if having made a certain decision: "No, this is not all our strength, there’s one last method left!"

The other three Immortals were simultaneously shocked: "You mean to strike the seal horizontally with our Immortal Bodies?!"

Yingtian Immortal nodded: "Yes, only this method is left!"

"But that way, we would..."

"There are no ’buts’!"

The Four Ancient Immortals finally reached a unanimous decision, each flying to the four corners of Wuling Continent, suddenly self-detonating, wrenching at the hearts of all.

After the self-detonation, the Four Ancient Immortals were drenched in Immortal Blood, an especially tragic sight.

"Still not enough, continue!" They gritted their teeth and continued to self-detonate.

The world was moved, speechless at this scene, the Four Ancient Immortals sacrificing far too much to unseal the seal.

Some people couldn’t help but shed tears at the sight.

The sound of the Great Dao that spread throughout the Cultivation World now carried a particularly desolate tone.

Lu Yang was also moved, the performance of the Four Ancient Immortals was truly masterful.

To unseal the seal, one needed to self-detonate as an Immortal on top of weakening the seal.

Thus, the four Yingtian Immortals requested Fairy Eternity to temporarily bestow upon them the "Immortal status," their feigned collision with the seal and resulting explosion masking the reality of their continuous self-detonation.

Don’t be fooled by their blood-drenched forms; in fact, they were not hurt at all.

The only thing real here was their Immortal Blood, which Lu Yang heard was drawn from their own bodies when they first initiated the plan.

However, there was one minor issue, Lu Yang wanted to ask, why would Yingtian Immortal and Time Immortal bleed?

One with an Immortal Golden Body, the other with a Faith Golden Body, do they even have a drop of blood?

Yun Zhi explained on the side: "Their Immortal Blood was borrowed from Immortal Jiuchong and Kirin Immortal."

Lu Yang: "..."

Truly the bond between brothers, that even such a thing would be lent.

Boom——

With the last self-detonation, the Four Ancient Immortals, exhausted, were covered in wounds and had no strength even to fly, collapsing powerlessly to the ground.

But the attention of the world was not on the Four Ancient Immortals.

For the seal of the Land of No Spirit had been broken.

Crack——Crack——

The plates of the Land of No Spirit fractured, continually collapsing, gradually separating from the surrounding four continents and no longer in contact.

...

"Father, it’s late at night, time to sleep." The young man carried a cup of tea onto the high platform, his father being the Director of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory.

This is the location of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory of the White Horse Dynasty, the highest building of the White Horse Dynasty, built to facilitate the observation of celestial patterns, calculate the solar terms, and establish the calendar.

The Director yawned, "Is it already that time?"

"Father, you often say that the movement of the stars follows a pattern, and our Imperial Astronomical Observatory has a history of a thousand years, having long summarized the laws of star movement. Why deprive yourself of sleep to observe the celestial patterns?" The young man complained somewhat, as he couldn’t sleep comfortably with his father awake.

"When I was young, I used to observe celestial patterns around this time; it has become a habit," the Director said, as an older father, he cherished his son immensely.

"But you’re also right, our Imperial Astronomical Observatory has already grasped the laws of star movement, there’s no need to work so hard."

"Especially this Mysterious Land above our heads, unchanged through the ages, more observation is useless."

The Director smiled and pointed at the endless sky that was filled with mysterious legends, the Divine World.

Since the birth of civilization on this planet, that world has been floating above, with many stars in front of that continent, as insignificant as dust.

To maintain orthodoxy through the dynasties, they all professed belief in the Divine Continent.

According to their legends, enlightened ones could ascend to the Immortal World during daylight, which is the Divine World.

"Although the position of the Director will sooner or later be yours, after all, within the entire White Horse Dynasty, only we grasp the laws of the stars. But you must not be too negligent, I teach you the laws of the stars to be firmly remembered; this is the foundation of our standing."

"For example, in recent years the sea level rose, flooding the coastal towns, His Majesty asked us, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, for the reason, we say it’s because His Majesty’s accession was illegitimate, causing the anger of heaven and resentment among the people. Guess if His Majesty believes what we say?"

The Director once again looked up to the sky, looking at that endless world with a sneer on his lips, "As for this Divine World, it’s nothing but an unfounded legend."

"There are no immortals in this world, the immortals in the legends are just the ignorance of the ancients, mistaking martial artists for immortals, perpetuating the error."

It wasn’t unusual for martial artists, capable of lifting a thousand catties of stone, to be mistaken for immortals.

The Director stretched his neck, ready to sleep, when he noticed his son looking up into the sky, dumbfounded.

The Director felt somewhat relieved; his son was ignorant and had learned the laws and their implications regarding the stars only superficially, and he was worried about his future.

Now that his son was interested in the celestial patterns, it could be considered a return to the right path.

The Director patted his son’s shoulder with relief, "All right, stop looking, go to sleep. If you really want to watch, sleep well during the day, and then you can watch all you want at night."

The son did not reply; his body was puppet-like, pointing stiffly into the sky.

The Director looked up and was so frightened that he sat down abruptly on the ground, clutching his heart, his teeth chattering.

That unchanging Divine World was trembling and breaking apart, followed by blinding light emanating from the fissures.

Merely the light that shone from the cracks turned the night of their White Horse Dynasty into day, reversing Yin and Yang, upending the world.

Centuries of heritage, experiences passed down by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory through generations, vanished to nothing at that moment.

The Director’s mind went blank, not even aware of what he was saying, as if talking in his sleep.

"The Divine World... has opened..."