Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 440 - 301: About to Travel Through_2

Chapter 440 -301: About to Travel Through_2

It must be said that the people of the Otherworld have hearts as hard as iron, only gathering the main forces above the Foundation Establishment level, while completely ignoring the other low-level survivors who lived.

Perhaps in their eyes, those fervent followers were nothing more than a bunch of ants, just cannon fodder to be summoned and dismissed at a whim.

Sensing Zhao Sheng’s presence, Zhao Xuanjing didn’t turn his head, and indifferently said, “You’re back?”

“Yes, I’m back!” Zhao Sheng stepped forward, resting his hand on the wall, and responded in a low voice.

“Injured? And not lightly either! Do you need me to step in and get you a Nine Return Soul Pill?” Zhao Xuanjing’s tone was still as serene as ever, but his deep concern was obvious.

Feeling warmth in his heart after hearing this, Zhao Sheng shook his head, “Just some minor injuries, no need to owe someone a favor just for this. A month or two of recuperation should suffice!”

“Hmm,”

Zhao Xuanjing nodded, not dwelling on the matter further. Then he suddenly asked, “What do you think about the Alliance’s actions?”

Although the question was abrupt, Zhao Sheng deeply understood its meaning and immediately answered, “Right or wrong doesn’t matter! Regardless of whether it’s correct or not, only the outcome is most important.

The Alliance’s actions, though mutually destructive, ultimately thwarted the Netherworld Ghost Realm’s schemes, while at the same time, breaking their morale to conquer the land.

Sometimes, necessary sacrifices are inevitable to achieve a goal.”

Zhao Sheng’s remarks were incredibly brutal and cold-hearted, but they starkly revealed the heartless attitude of the Alliance’s higher-ups that “For one man to become a general, a thousand bones must whiten.”

Hearing this, Zhao Xuanjing slowly turned his head, gazing at Zhao Sheng’s face as if to discern his true intentions.

Zhao Sheng met his ancestor’s gaze fearlessly, his lips even curving slightly upward, whether out of self-satisfaction or mockery was unclear.

A few moments later, Zhao Xuanjing’s face paled suddenly, his gaze slightly dimmed.

He coughed once, his voice deep, “Qingyang, I hope you remember what you just said, but I hope even more that you never apply such a mentality to our own people.

Remember! The path to immortality is endless, and those with love are always more victorious than heartless immortals!”

“Ancestor’s teachings, Qingyang will bear them in mind,” Zhao Sheng said, his face solemn as he performed a respectful bow.

Seeing this, a trace of relief crossed Zhao Xuanjing’s expression. He then took out a Sea Shell and shell pearl, handing them to Zhao Sheng, while saying, “The younger members have already retreated safely and are now hidden in the stone caves that were prepared earlier. This treasure must be returned to its rightful owner now.”

Taking the treasures, Zhao Sheng placed them in his bosom before asking, “Ancestor, after this catastrophe we faced, do we have a chance to withdraw for recuperation now?

The first and second ring of the Golden Wall are in disarray; keeping the clanspeople on the battlefield will likely lead to massive casualties.”

The Netherworld Ghost Realm had only temporarily retreated; both sides were licking their wounds, regathering their armies to resume the conflict.

Without the Great Wall Defense Line, it is unimaginable how much more brutal and desperate the future wars will be.

Just the thought of being constantly on guard for some shameless high-level power’s assassination or sneak attack caused Zhao Sheng to feel a chill at the back of his neck.

Clearly, Zhao Xuanjing had also considered this possibility.

He frowned, shaking his head, “The army has suffered heavy casualties, but the family’s Daoist Army remains intact; the Alliance will not allow us to withdraw for recuperation. If we are to recuperate, we must endure at least ten months.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s expression turned bitter. The vibrations in space-time caused by the Nine Stars Alinement would take a year to settle.

Staying stationed for ten months, plus the two-plus months of fighting, would amount to exactly one year.

It must be said, the Alliance’s calculations are indeed precise!

“The Alliance couldn’t be so harsh, could it?!” Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but say.

Zhao Xuanjing let out a cold laugh, retorting, “What do you think?”

Although he didn’t say it outright, the thought of the Alliance’s leadership’s usual methods left Zhao Sheng at a loss for words.

…

After the Meteor Tribulation, it took half a day for the forces of the Netherworld Ghost Realm to retreat back to their own realm.

It took the Alliance a full seven days to reluctantly clean up the aftermath, turning the majority of the Otherworld cannon fodder to ash and bone.

But they failed to pursue those few escapees who survived, and even some powerful beings from the Netherworld Ghost Realm chose to deliberately go into hiding, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

In the following half a month, both realms licked their wounds, and by an unspoken agreement, neither instigated further hostilities.

With Sword God Lin Yizhi proactively guarding the Space-Time Rift, unless the opposing armies mobilized, not a single Otherworld power could secretly infiltrate the Tianzhu Realm.

Similarly, the Netherworld Ghost Realm had a Divinity Transformation powerhouse on guard as well.

At the same time, the Alliance sent out countless summonses and Special Envoys, gathering a cultivation army once again.

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Of course, such high-end and serious matters didn’t concern Zhao Sheng, but three days after the battle, Zhao Xuanjing was urgently summoned by the Alliance.

Zhao Sheng, while recovering from his injuries, was busy overseeing the Xinglong Dao Soldiers. They were following the Array Maps issued by the Alliance, starting massive construction projects to create a new underground defensive fortress complex, clearly indicating a determination to defend at all costs.

A decade swiftly passed, and as new recruits from all around the Central Continent continued to arrive, the clouds of war grew ever darker, and the drums of war seemed ready to sound at any moment.

It was during this time that Zhao Xuanjing suddenly sought out Zhao Sheng.

The first words he said were, “The True Monarch has summoned you urgently, come with me!”

Inside the stone room, upon hearing these words, Zhao Sheng immediately had an epiphany, “It seems the ‘Stealing the Sky and Turning the Sun’ plan is about to commence!”

Zhao Sheng quickly followed Zhao Xuanjing out of the stone room, and then both of them shot into the sky, their tunneling light flying high.

Midway, Zhao Sheng sent a meaningful transmission, “Is it that one?”

“Mm,” within the tunneling light, Zhao Xuanjing nodded slightly.

Before long, in a palace within Flying Immortal City, both men from the Zhao Family met the youthful-looking but white-haired Master Xie.

As a top figure in this realm, Master Xie Wuxu had no need for false pretenses. He spoke as he pleased, his words straightforward and to the point.

He got straight to the matter, revealing that the Alliance had been secretly preparing a ‘Stealing the Sky and Turning the Sun’ plan and required several candidates to participate, with Zhao Sheng being one of the chosen.

Of course, in keeping with the principle of voluntariness, Master Xie Wuxu was also there to inquire about the opinion of the person concerned.

Faced with a Divinity Transformation True Monarch, what could Zhao Sheng say but nod in agreement?

It may have been due to the urgency of time.

No sooner had Zhao Sheng nodded than Master Xie Wuxu smiled faintly. Suddenly, the scenery around them blurred, and a gentle white light emerged from the void, enveloping both Zhao Sheng and Zhao Xuanjing.

The next second, a brilliant pillar of light burst from the top of Flying Immortal City into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

…

One day later, in the Netherworld Ghost Realm.

The great hall was still the same, but its interior had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Standing at the entrance of the hall, Zhao Sheng looked in to see that the remains of the Five-clawed True Dragon, which had been embedded in the ceiling, had been removed.

The hall was empty, with the ground filled with densely packed Spiritual Text Array Bases, within which countless crystalline sparks flickered.

At the Nine Palaces positions in the center of the hall, each was fixed with a massive flag that was ten zhang tall, radiating a thick bloody glow.

On each flag was embroidered a three-eyed giant with a golden body wielding a large axe, and a few flags bore various signs of repair.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng was secretly shocked: “The Nine-faced Chi Demon Banner has actually been fully recovered. The means of the True Monarchs of this realm are indeed formidable.”

Although the Nine-faced Chi Demon Banner was a treasure, it only distracted Zhao Sheng for a moment.

His attention was swiftly drawn to the slowly rotating vortex in the center of the great hall.

This vortex was suspended in mid-air, only the size of a fist, and although it was invisible to the naked eye, under the Divine Sense, it felt like a black hole.

The Space-time Vortex seemed highly unstable, expanding and contracting erratically as if it could collapse at any moment.

However, it was barely maintained by the numerous invisible Prohibitions surrounding it.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng’s heart sank, and he felt a sense of pessimism.

Perhaps this life was reaching its end!

Zhao Xuanjing also looked solemn, but it was too late to back out now.

Once True Monarch Xie had spoken, no one could renege.

At that moment, only the three of them were present in the great hall.

Of course, Zhao Sheng did not think that True Monarch Xie would only choose him; there must be more participants.

However, to maintain secrecy and prevent any captured participants from spilling secrets, they would not allow the participants to meet each other.

“I will give you thirty minutes. If you have any private matters to discuss, do so now!

In addition, I must warn you in advance that you are not to carry Storage Bags or other spatial treasures when traversing time and space,” said Xie Wuxu.

After speaking, Master Xie Wuxu’s figure dimmed and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Sheng was startled, his thoughts immediately turning to the Capturing Sky Basket and the Sea Shell.