Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats Chapter 1415

Chapter 1415: The Revival of Western Celestial Lands, End of the Great Catastrophe (Part 2) Chapter 1415: The Revival of Western Celestial Lands, End of the Great Catastrophe (Part 2) Editor: Henyee Translations In the Xuanzhong Immortal Domain, while the rest of the regions continued to struggle, Western Celestial Lands stood as a testament to resilience and restoration.

After Jiang Chengxuan's decisive battle, peace was finally restored, contrasting sharply with the devastation gripping the other regions.

With the catastrophe suppressed, the celestial sects sheltered by the dominant factions returned to their ancestral lands.

Under the guidance and protection of the powerful, they began to reclaim and rebuild their lost territories.

Charred wastelands saw the first traces of life return as formations and protective wards were set up, infusing the dead soil with fresh spiritual energy.

New Beginnings Amidst Ruins One by one, celestial plants were cultivated, and rare resources re-emerged.

Great halls and temples arose, bathed in formations of light, gathering disciples and initiates.

The long-preserved resources, secret techniques, and manuals, hidden away during the height of the catastrophe, were brought out to breathe life into these newly established domains.

Across the Western Celestial Lands, scenes of rebirth unfolded.

Radiant territories, glowing with spiritual energy, began to shine like jewels amidst the ruins.

The once-dreaded wastelands were transformed into beautiful, fertile lands, each new domain representing the strength and unity of the region's inhabitants.

The Scattered Immortals Alliance, still holding sway over the region, led the efforts in restoration.

Under the direction of Immortal Fugong, the Tianlong Merchant Guild also stepped in, supporting the rebuilding efforts.

Whether the need was for rare herbs, spirit stones, or unique materials, the guild delivered resources even to the most remote sects, with floating treasureships and celestial carriages traversing the skies.

The catastrophe had reshaped the power dynamics of the Western Celestial Lands.

Although the Scattered Immortals Alliance had been the dominant power, rival factions had existed, often standing in opposition.

Yet, the catastrophe changed everything.

In the wake of the disaster, many former powers lay in ruins.

Some, although not completely annihilated, were crippled beyond recognition, including sects guarded by celestial beings.

The catastrophe's force had sought out the strongest, the richest, and the most profound locations, as if following some unknown cosmic rule.

An example of this was the Azure Cloud Sect, which, while surviving, had suffered devastating losses and was no longer considered a top-tier force.

The Azure Mountains of the Western Domain Nestled within the sprawling Azure MountainsaEUR”a territory of the Scattered Immortals AllianceaEUR”were verdant, towering peaks wreathed in azure mist.

This sacred land had been preserved by celestial guardians long before the catastrophe struck.

When the disaster began, this area remained untouched until the final days when the Wicked Tree's power had only begun to encroach upon its borders.

It was then that Jiang Chengxuan led his forces against the Wicked Tree, putting an end to the encroaching disaster, sparing the Azure Mountains from further harm.

Now, the flames of civilization had returned to the azure hills, with mighty celestial temples rising above the clouds.

Array formations shimmered with divine light, and countless disciples practiced cultivation amidst the restored lands.

However, if one were to observe closely, the cultivators of the Azure Mountains wore uniforms adorned with floating cloudsaEUR”a sign that they were not from the Scattered Immortals Alliance.

They belonged to the Azure Cloud Sect.

“Lord Qingyun, are you satisfied with this location?” Jiang Chengxuan's voice echoed before the massive green-tiled hall.

Standing opposite him was Lord Qingyun, garbed in the azure robes of his sect.

Qingyun's eyes glinted with a touch of melancholy before he gave a soft smile, shaking his head.

“At this point, can I truly still call myself 'Lord'?

This place, the Azure Mountains, is abundant in resources and spiritual energy.

It is an excellent sanctuary for my sect.

I cannot thank the Scattered Immortals Alliance enough.” After the disaster, although the tribulation and the Wicked Tree had withdrawn, the lands once ruled by the Azure Cloud Sect were beyond salvation.

Their only celestial being had been forced to sacrifice his domain's spiritual heart, weakening himself considerably.

Even in peaceful times, the sect would never regain its former glory, nor could they even find a place to call home.

When Lord Qingyun sought out Jiang Chengxuan, offering to become a vassal of the Scattered Immortals Alliance, the latter was initially surprised.

After a lengthy conversation, Jiang Chengxuan agreed.

The Azure Mountains were handed over to the Azure Cloud Sect, where they could rebuild with the help of the Alliance, forever binding the two factions.

Though Lord Qingyun's strength would never recover, as he did not possess a Deathless Pill, the fact that he had survived the sacrifice of his celestial domain was a testament to Jiang Chengxuan's healing prowess.

With a solemn expression, Jiang Chengxuan responded, “The suppression of the catastrophe would not have been possible without your efforts, Lord Qingyun.

Even if your cultivation has diminished, you have earned the title of 'Lord' a hundred times over.

May the Azure Mountains be a place of prosperity for your sect.

If you ever need assistance, the Scattered Immortals Alliance will always be at your side.” Lord Qingyun's eyes grew misty with emotion, gratitude swelling in his heart.

He bowed deeply.

“In that case, we are forever in your debt.

Should the Alliance have any need of us, the Azure Cloud Sect will serve without hesitation.” The two spoke for a while longer, Jiang Chengxuan touring the newly revived Azure Cloud Sect.

After their conversation ended, Jiang Chengxuan departed, continuing his journey to survey the rebirth of the Western Celestial Lands.

The recovery continued.

The rise of sects, like seeds breaking through scorched earth, took hold across the region.

Cultivation grounds and strongholds sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain.

The damage wrought by the catastrophe faded into memory as the power of the Western Celestial Lands began to flourish.

In the blink of an eye, another millennium passed.

This time, the calamity that had lasted millenniaaEUR”stretching through countless cycles of destructionaEUR”finally reached its conclusion.

Like its sudden onset, the catastrophe ended with an inexplicable silence.

Across the ruined realms of the Immortal Domain, the terrifying Wall of Tribulation, which had consumed most of the other domains, began to withdraw like a receding tide.

One fateful day, survivors, huddled in their last sanctuaries, gazed at the distant horizon and realized the black veil had vanished.

The oppressive clouds that had choked the heavens cleared, revealing a brighter sky.

In the skies above, no longer did twisted branches of the Wicked Tree dominate the view, and the relentless spirits of tribulation faded like fleeting shadows.

The desolate wastelands, once filled with broken bones, saw those black phantoms retreat into oblivion.

Day by day, the world grew clearer.

It was only after a few days, as the clarity of the heavens became undeniable, that the boldest among the surviving immortals ventured forth from their protective formations.

What they found brought tears to their eyes: the great catastrophe was truly over.

Though they didn't understand why the tribulations had ended so abruptly, the joy was palpable, spreading like wildfire.

News of the catastrophe's end raced through the realms, rejuvenating even the most despondent.

After millennia of strife, the clouds lifted.

In the wake of catastrophe, only fragments of the once-great domains remained, but from the ashes, the immortal sects vowed to rebuild.

The winds of revival swept across the Immortal Domain, and one by one, ancient halls rose from the rubble.

Broken lands healed, and the shattered world was renewed as though awakening from a long nightmare.

Chapter end

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