Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 1085 - 168: Handover

The golden spirit light completely dissipated. Wang Qi landed slowly on Spirit Phoenix Island, holding a head. He stumbled and nearly fell. But this movement triggered his injured organs, and Wang Qi could no longer suppress his wounds, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, it's good that he's not dead.

Pure white Flame of Negative Entropy enveloped Wang Qi's entire body. He was severely injured. The Holy Emperor Venerable's immortal power almost completely destroyed his vitality. Such an injury placed on any cultivator who doesn't understand the Life Flame would undoubtedly be fatal. The Holy Emperor Venerable's immortal power still lingered within him, causing ongoing damage, and this power couldn't even be refined.

Nonetheless, Wang Qi ultimately won.

At the last moment, the Holy Emperor Venerable had already lost control over 99% of his power and couldn't even self-destruct — his residual thinking ability was incapable of using less than 1% of his remaining power to explode the majority of his strength.

Wang Qi's final sword, aided by the calculation power of Spirit Phoenix Island's Human Dao cluster, covered countless possibilities. It was as if the sword light was drawn from numerous possibilities superimposed throughout history, creating an incredible miracle. The Holy Emperor Venerable's physical body was split into several pieces like a cow dissected by a butcher.

If inspected carefully, the Holy Emperor Venerable's head indeed still had a segment of the spine attached, unlike it being cut down with one sword.

Yet, the Holy Emperor Venerable still did not "die." From a biological standpoint, he was still alive. Immortal power has astonishing applications, even surpassing the Life Flame in some aspects. His soul, which had already fused with his physical body, still existed within the head, continuing to operate.

The Holy Emperor Venerable "merely" lost his "self-awareness" — merely.

This was calculated precisely. This segment of the Holy Emperor Venerable's soul didn't even have the opportunity to transcend tribulation again.

After multiple encounters with Banished Immortals, the Immortal Alliance and Wang Qi had accumulated a set of experiences.

Wang Qi sat on the filthy beach, gasping for breath.

Although it was still afternoon, the sun had obviously started to set towards the west.

Just like the history of the Human Clan on this planet. The old chapter is about to end completely.

"On this planet, there will be no more Ancient Method inheritances."

Wang Qi knew this was a fact. Spirit Phoenix Island would undergo a complete search by the Immortal Alliance, and all items related to Ancient Methods would become "relics" and "research materials," no longer appearing before ordinary people. As for other memories and techniques concerning Ancient Methods, they would all dissipate along with the memories of Ancient Method Practitioners of Spirit Phoenix Island.

"There will be no more Ancient Method Practitioners."

When Wang Qi spoke this sentence, a strange feeling attacked him. It seemed like an immense emptiness, yet also akin to an overflowing satisfaction. This odd feeling might be called a "sense of history."

Once more, he stood at the pivot point of "history."

For most people in Shenzhou, the era of Ancient Methods ended a millennium ago. But for Wang Qi and others who lost something due to the scheming of Ancient Method Practitioners on Spirit Phoenix Island, they always remained. The beginning of Wang Qi's Immortal Path was intertwined with this segment of "history."

And now, everything is over.

Zhen Chan sighed with agreement: "Mixed feelings."

With only a residual soul left, he could no longer be considered an Ancient Method Practitioner — just a segment of residual soul without cultivation. However, he once was an Ancient Method Practitioner, now still not a Modern Cultivator.

After a brief lament, Zhen Chan asked: "Why are you still holding the head? Do you intend to use the Holy Emperor Venerable's head as an offering..."

Wang Qi shook his head, scoffing: "What era is this? I think there's no longer any deceased wishing for this kind of offering. This is to be taken back and submitted as experimental material, nothing more."

The Holy Emperor Venerable's head was still alive. His immortal power ensured that the cells wouldn't die, and the soul was still present; however, his consciousness was gone, thoroughly reduced to "zero" and "one," and it's unlikely new awareness will ever emerge. But whether it's the immortal power of the Holy Emperor Venerable or the research value of the Divine Plague Curse Technique that destroys self-awareness, both have high research value.

Of course, all this is conducted secretly.

Wang Qi didn't feel much like talking now. After collecting the Holy Emperor Venerable's head, he quietly sat on the beach, watching the sun gradually descend.

The series of attacks just now seemed to completely empty his spirit.

Soon, several escape lights flashed across the sky, landing in front of him. Yue Luo Liu Li, upon seeing Wang Qi's face, exclaimed: "It's actually you!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"What do you mean 'actually you'?" Wang Qi wanted to raise his hand for a greeting, but he was too tired. After intense emotional combustion, physical fatigue gradually emerged: "I thought my final sword had a very clear personal touch?"

Wang Qi and Yue Luo Liu Li had shared life-and-death before, and Yue Luo Liu Li didn't mind Wang Qi's weary attitude, asking: "Did you really just kill an Undying Beast?"

"Spent a year, used vast resources, ultimately even invested many divine power units..." Wang Qi shrugged: "Then I took down a half-crippled Undying Beast."

Yue Luo Liu Li's eyes were already filled with admiration. Wang Qi then turned his gaze towards the leading Dark Sect Master of the Immortal Alliance. Among them, the leading figure, a black-faced burly man, stepped forward: "I am Liu Huantang, 'Ranger Envoy' of the Immortal Alliance Dark Department. May I ask, are you Wang Qi from the Wanfa Sect?"

"No need for formalities, senior." Wang Qi nodded: "That would be correct."

A chorus of astonished voices arose among the crowd of Grandmasters.

"This guy, how many years has he been cultivating? Just a little over ten years?"

"Has he already crossed the Primordial Spirit Heavenly Barrier ahead of time?"

"No wonder... It's no surprise that he was once the unrivaled genius who resolved the two grand Great Dao concepts of 'incompleteness' and 'undecidability'!"

"It's been years; another one who's almost reached Primordial Spirit!"

In their eyes, Wang Qi's feat of defeating the Holy Emperor Venerable was far less glorious than his academic accomplishments.

Wang Qi wholeheartedly accepted their astonishment, smiling and nodding in acknowledgment.

In the Immortal Alliance, even if one hasn't achieved Primordial Spirit but has mastered the method to construct a Primordial Spirit's Magical Domain, they are considered to have crossed the Primordial Spirit Heavenly Barrier—for geniuses like these; the gap between the Golden Core Stage and the Primordial Spirit Stage doesn't exist.

In older times, such individuals were also referred to as 'Half-Step Primordial Spirit.' However, this term was not standardized and was later abolished.

After nodding and exchanging a few words with these Grandmasters, Wang Qi said: "Daoist Fellow Liu, there are still a group of refugees here, ranging in millions or tens of millions of mortals... Sorry, my mind's a bit sluggish right now. Additionally, there are some cultivators who have undergone 'harmless treatment,' some of whom still have mobility, but they're not enemies, so don't attack them. Send them to the Divine Capital—I've already reported to the higher-ups about this."

Although Mi could use the Space Traversal Technique to send everyone to the mainland, it's unnecessary to trouble her with such matters.

Liu Huantang nodded: "We had also received instructions, so we brought giant ship magic artifacts. Lead us to meet those Ancient Method Practitioners."

The state of the mortals was much better than Liu Huantang imagined. When the Holy Emperor Venerable struck, submerging the land, Liu Huantang thought there wouldn't be any survivors left on the island. However, among those mortals, remarkably few had died. The Merciful Father Sacred Son Wind King shielded the whole Spirit Phoenix Island and even reinforced the rock layers. It's as if the Holy Emperor Venerable pressed a steel pancake into mud; Spirit Phoenix Island stayed intact.

However, the situation with the Ancient Method Practitioners was startling to Liu Huantang. He had never imagined a city filled entirely with fallen people. It wasn't until he saw the large group of people still active beside the Forbidden City Phoenix Tomb that he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was indeed not quite what he had imagined but... still... not entirely exterminated... right...

Xu Xueqing, along with Mei Sicheng, Ru Tianqi, and others, stood at the forefront of the crowd, waiting for the Immortal Alliance's people. Among those who hadn't fallen, the surviving high-order cultivators naturally became 'Comrades.' This was very clear. But everyone displayed distinct 'emotions' towards Wang Qi. Mrs. Huansha nearly hid at the back of the crowd. Zhao Xiangshen and Sima Jue dared not look directly at Wang Qi.

Xu Xueqing saluted Wang Qi, but her tone was icy: "You, this guy, really make people uncomfortable,."

Yet, she didn't further accuse.

This was war.

Liu Huantang and Xu Xueqing handed over and counted the numbers. Other Grandmasters gathered the crowd. Wang Qi leaned alone against the city wall of the Forbidden City Phoenix Tomb, resting his eyes.

He felt footsteps approaching quickly... no, two pairs. One set of steps was chaotic and forceful, full of anger. The other set was messy and light, seemingly in a panic. Wang Qi opened his eyes to see Fan Zhongxing standing before him, eyes wide, seemingly with tears, while Wu Qi kept trying to hold him back: "Old Fan... don't..."

The two tangled together. A Void Refining Master tried to separate them, Fan Zhongxing roared: "Why... did you do this?"

Wang Qi was a bit curious. Many Grandmasters saw his expression and ignored the matter. Wu Qi hastily said: "Senior, please don't take this to heart, this guy..."

Before he finished, Fan Zhongxing slammed Wu Qi to the ground. This combat technique clearly originated from the Wanfa Sect, far surpassing Wu Qi's martial skill. And with the collapse of the Spirit Phoenix Island's Divine Tao System and the weakening of the Heart Demon Mysterious Net, the power Wu Qi gained from the 'Mysterious Lord's Secret Sutra of Seven Chapters' was gradually fading. This time, Wu Qi simply couldn't subdue him.

Fan Zhongxing stubbornly stared at Wang Qi: "'Reincarnation Realm' was originally your tactic to counter the Holy Emperor Venerable, right?"

Wang Qi nodded: "Indeed."

"So, everything was fake?"

Wang Qi raised the ring in his hand: "Come on, 'Reincarnation Realm Master,' say hello to your fans!"

"Fake, all fake..." Fan Zhongxing could no longer hold back, wiping tears with his robe: "I originally thought the Modern Immortal Path was a... was a good thing... but it was fake... and Modern Cultivators aren't kind... there are... there are people like you..."

He seemed to have a mental collapse, crying very sadly.

Back then, because he liked the Modern Path, he had made a determination to 'betray his sect.' Now, with his faith shattered, the blow was tremendous.

Wu Qi hurriedly pulled Fan Zhongxing back, nodding and bowing to Wang Qi: "Sorry, Senior! This person... he..."

At this point, Wu Qi could barely speak. But he felt simply not fainting was enough courage.

This guy, after all, had just slain the Holy Emperor Venerable. Do our mere two or three hundred pounds of flesh suffice him for slicing?

In the midst of panic, Wu Qi tried pulling Fan Zhongxing back. Then, a voice entered his ear: "Wait!"

This alarmed Wu Qi to the point of nearly losing control.

Wang Qi straightened from the city wall, his face unhappy: "I, such a kind person being spoken of like this by you, I'm not happy. What's wrong, huh? You can eat random things, but you can't say random words. Today if you don't speak clearly, don't even think about leaving!"