I Have Immortality In The Cultivation World
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Chapter 182: Chapter 179 Ancestral Vein Severed
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Eastern Sea.
Earth Fire Palace.
A streak of escaping light rose into the air, Zhou Yi looked around in all directions.
The water and sky were one color, boundless at a glance.
“Where does this sense of dread come from? Even the Minor Divination Technique can't predict it, could it be that some Heavenly Monarch is coveting this poor Daoist?”
Zhou Yi frowned deeply and patrolled around the Earth Fire Palace, finding nothing unusual.
He controlled the escaping light and descended into the main hall, where Sect Leader Yuan Qi was discussing with several True Immortals how to deal with the changing situation in the Eastern Sea. Upon seeing Zhou Yi enter, he hurriedly performed a salutation.
“Greetings, Elder.”
“No need for such formalities.”
Zhou Yi asked, “Has there been any movement from the Demon paths these past few days?”
“The Nascent Soul Ancestors of the three Demon sects have been making raids and killings everywhere, mainly targeting the newly established minor sects and schools.”
Yuan Qi said, “Some days ago, news came that the three Demon Lords descended upon the Five Spirits Sect, brazenly breaking through the Sect Protection Array and abducting most of the disciples. Including Wan Bao, six True Immortals fell on the spot, and the rest scattered and fled.”
“Wan Bao is dead?”
Zhou Yi paused for a moment, remembering that when he had first arrived at the Eastern Sea decades ago, it was Wan Bao who hosted him and gave him a place to settle down.
Wan Bao was not innately evil; back then, he joined the Jiuzhou Fumo for the chance to form his Nascent Soul, which was also considered accumulating merit. Alas, with the changes in heaven and earth, Wan Bao's path to Nascent Soul was cut off, and his lifespan was not in his favor, so he shifted all his focus to managing the sect.
The once-prominent Five Spirits Sect, known as the fifth star of righteousness, rose and fell within but a few decades—a swift rise, an equally swift fall.
“Elder, with Wan Bao dead, Red Cloud Island has no True Immortal protection,” Yuan Qi said. “The sects of the Eastern Sea are just waiting for the Five Spirits Sect to be completely destroyed to divide up Red Cloud Island; the most important is the artifact refining legacy. Elder, do you want to contend for it?”
“No need!”
Zhou Yi decisively refused. Wan Bao's methods of refining and mastering artifacts were profound, but they couldn't compare to one's life and possessions.
“Is there any other anomaly in the Eastern Sea, anything at all?”
Yuan Qi said, “The True Successor of the Ziyang Sect's Heavenly Spiritual Root who went out traveling unexpectedly found a Core Formation Spiritual Object, and it's quite bizarre.”
“Humph! The old man from Ziyang is on the brink of death and is desperately seeking a cure. Sooner or later, he will squander the ancestral wealth,” Zhou Yi shook his head. “The little demon from the Ghost King Sect hasn't been here long, he hasn't even completed Foundation Establishment, he can't stir up any significant trouble.”
Yuan Qi continued, “Rumor has it, Luo of the Heavenly Vault Sect has recently invited fellow Daoists, ostensibly to celebrate the refinement of the Lifespan Extension Pill, but in reality, it's to covertly form an alliance and control the entire northwest territory of the Eastern Sea.”
While the Five Spirits Sect was present, the various sects of the Eastern Sea joined forces to resist encroachment, but now there were signs of a looming division.
Zhou Yi scoffed, “They are but skeletons in the tomb; they will perish over a hundred and eighty years without a fight!”
Yuan Qi felt helpless upon hearing this; true immortals from other sects were always impressive and powerful, while their own Supreme would speak casually of outlasting this one or that one.
“The rest are trivial matters, not worthy of the Elder's attention.”
“It may not be cultivators, it could be something else.”
Zhou Yi asked, “For example, have there been any changes in the forbidden areas of the Eastern Sea, or has any anomaly appeared anywhere?”
After careful consideration, Yuan Qi shook his head, “The sect has disciples responsible for gathering information; we haven't heard such rumors. Elder, you ask this way, has something big happened?”
“It's unclear.”
Zhou Yi couldn't very well say that he was feeling baseless dread, so he took out a divination cylinder from his storage bag and cast the Minor Divination Technique again.
The spiritual slip fell steadily to the ground.
A neutral result.
“What on earth is going on?”
Zhou Yi left the main hall feeling bothered and intended to go back to the Hall of Spiritual Fire to pack up the Spiritual Objects and leave for the depths of the Eastern Sea to hide for a while.
Suddenly.
He looked up at the sky; the fierce sun was shining, but bizarrely, the sky was filled with stars, and another bright moon rose from the east.
“The sun and moon in the sky, stars appearing during the day?”
Zhou Yi felt an infinite murderous aura descending from the sky, his soul trembled, and illusions flooded his vision. He immediately sat cross-legged, reciting a mantra to cleanse his mind.
“Elder!”
Yuan Qi and the others' complexions changed drastically. If Elder Zhou were to encounter mishap, the Earth Fire Palace's downfall was imminent. They hurried outside the palace walls, protecting Zhou Yi, and also witnessed the change in the sky. Looking at it even briefly caused their mana to reverse, and they spat out blood.
“A celestial omen!”
“The ancient texts record it: when the heavens send forth a killing intent, the constellations will shift!”
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“What omen is this?”
“It must be a matter concerning the entire Cultivation World…”
As they spoke, a humming resonated between heaven and earth, the sound piercing directly into the soul.
Hum——
The great sound was scarce, like the wailing and screaming of sorrow, prompting cultivators to feel an inexplicable sadness, as tears welled up in their eyes.
Scenes flickered before their eyes, as if the heavens and earth were telling their tale.
In the depths beneath the ground, three terribly imposing figures stood tall, like gods and demons in this world, followed by the eruption of black, gray, and radiant treasure light…
The ancestral vein shattered!
The information was directly transmitted into the cultivators' souls. Most people did not know what the ancestral vein was, and those who did wore fear and despair on their faces, with some even falling into devilish madness and perishing on the spot.
“The old ancestors of the demonic path are truly mad to dare commit such an act against the heavens!”
Zhou Yi's complexion was pale as he stopped channeling mana, cutting himself off. He had only dared to contemplate severing the ancestral vein, but others had gone ahead and acted on it.
Yuan Qi, standing beside him, said in shock, “Elder, could the ancestral vein be the source of the Spirit Veins?”
“Yes.”
Zhou Yi sighed and said, “All of the Spirit Veins under the heavens are branches of the ancestral vein. You should take a look and see if the Spirit Veins of our sect have changed.”
Yuan Qi immediately transformed into a streak of light and flew to the central island to check. Moments later, he flew back, and upon landing, his legs went weak and he could barely stand.
“Elder, the Spirit Veins are no longer producing Spiritual Energy… they have begun to dry up!”
“From now on, every bit of Spiritual Energy in this world that we use is one less bit available. Not to speak of breakthroughs to Golden Core and Nascent Soul, even just maintaining our current levels of cultivation is going to be an extravagant affair.”
Privately, Zhou Yi gave his secret approval to the strong work of Yellow Bull; thankfully, he had obtained the Innate Spirit Root of the Jian tree, otherwise, it would have been tough in the future.
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Ten Thousand Great Mountains.
Greenwave Pond.
Dragon Palace.
The Dragon Lord Ao Cang was holding a wedding banquet to celebrate his marriage to his four hundred and fiftieth concubine, inviting subordinates and Demon Kings while secretly celebrating the internal chaos among the human cultivators.
“Eat, eat, eat!”
“Drink, drink, drink!”
“Enjoy!”
After downing a dozen jars of Spiritual Wine, the crowd of demons began to feel a bit tipsy and their speech grew more boisterous.
“I heard there was a battle between righteousness and evil, and several Nascent Souls perished. Truly refreshing!”
“Just wait a few hundred years. Once all the human Nascent Souls have perished, the Nine Continents will inevitably be ruled by the demon race.”
“Hehe, when the time comes, this king will claim a nation and take a seat on the throne as the Human Emperor.”
“Dragon Lord, blessed with great fortune, has obtained the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Medicine from the Four Spirits Hall. He is bound to advance to the rank of ancestor in the future.”
“It's a pity that the holy palace appeared for only forty years before vanishing without a trace. Even with the divine skills and mana of the four ancient ancestors, they could not find the whereabouts of the holy palace, truly profound and extraordinary.”
“The Demon Saint's mana reaches the heavens, not something we can casually discuss!”
Ao Cang sat on the dragon throne, savoring wine, listening to the flattery of the demons, and couldn't help but show a smug expression, letting his thoughts wander to a future where he reigned supreme over the Nine Continents, becoming an emperor to be remembered for all eternity.
“Although my realm is not that of a true Demon Emperor, to rule over the Nine Continents and the Four Seas is to be the Emperor of All Clans…”
Suddenly.
Humming sounded through heaven and earth, sorrow emerged, and scenes began to appear before his eyes.
Ao Cang's eyes bulged in shock, and he felt his mana reversing, causing him to spit out a mouthful of purple blood.
“The ancestral vein severed! How is this possible?”
All plans and schemes were based on the existence of Spiritual Energy. Without it, the demon race would sooner or later devolve into beasts, becoming food for ordinary humans. How could they aspire to be the Emperor of All Clans then?
In the face of the earth-shattering changes, every dream was rendered void, leaving only the struggle to survive!
The demons in the palace also understood the importance of the ancestral vein and began to beat their chests and stamp their feet, looking up to the sky in despair, and wailing!
Moments later.
The figure of the Dragon Emperor appeared, his gaze sweeping over the assembly of demons as he commanded in a cold voice.
“I give you one month's time to scour the entire Ten Thousand Great Mountains for all Spiritual Objects and bring everything to Greenwave Pond.”
“Defiance will be met with death!”
Chapter end
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