My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1379 - 498: Divine Intent Martial Cultivator

"If these two can cultivate normally, there's should be no major obstacles for them to ascend and become masters of their path."

Xuan Qiongzi continued, "Yet they insist on opposing the immortals of the Upper Realm. They have no idea how crucial the matter of the 'Demon Seed' is. As long as we obtain the Demon Seed, it doesn't matter if we kill another five or ten of them, so what?"

A golden light flew out from his sleeve.

The golden light transformed into a scroll that slowly unfolded.

This was an Immortal Decree from the Upper Realm, with a simple and clear message—"Spare no effort to take the Demon Seed."

Bai Ze spread his hands.

A similar decree from the Demon Clan unfolded, containing identical content.

All were willing to pay any price to obtain the Demon Seed.

On the matter of the Demon Seed, immortals of the Upper Realm would always set aside past conflicts and surprisingly reach a consensus.

"Within the Eastern Continent, there should be an Ancestor Spirit Vein from the Human World, along with a sealed Ascension Platform."

Xuan Qiongzi said, "Originally, I was worried about how to deal with Chen Lei, who is protected by an Immortal Decree. But now it's good that he seeks death himself, insisting on sheltering the Demon Seed. It's like a pillow is handed over when I'm feeling sleepy."

"Speaking of it..."

Ancestor Bai Ze lowered his voice, "Daoist, do you know what the Demon Seed is for? Why does it drive the immortals of the Upper Realm crazy?"

"I once performed a soul search on Nangong Qingyao, but found nothing. She must have erased the related memories."

Xuan Qiongzi nodded, "Specifically, I suspect it's related to nature's spiritual energy."

"Spiritual energy?"

Bai Ze glanced sideways.

"Yes."

Xuan Qiongzi continued, "I have repeatedly learned through various records that the spiritual energy in the Upper Realm is also gradually depleting. Immortals of all realms express worry over this, which has intensified their conflicts.

"So I suspect…

"The matter of the Demon Seed is related to nature's spiritual energy."

"Demon Seed, Demon Seed..."

Bai Ze repeated these words, "Could it be that it's actually a Spirit Seed in disguise? Could it be used to restore nature's spiritual energy?"

As the two were speaking.

Situ Ting returned after fetching the Spiritual Wine.

"The two of us should refrain from further speculation."

Xuan Qiongzi raised the wine jug, "Daoist, please have a drink. From now on, we will be quite busy."

"We both come from alien races and this rare meeting calls for a celebration."

Bai Ze raised his cup.

...

In the Han dynasty, Chang'an.

Inside Sky Wall City.

Chen Sansi was commanding the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, making final preparations for the expedition to Heavenly Water.

"I will lead the expedition personally, commanding in person.

"Qi Cheng, Lu Ji, and Meng Guangxin, you three shall serve as Vice Commanders.

"As for Zhang Shun, Wang Li..."

He gave each of them their tasks one by one.

Ultimately.

The Han mobilized 1.8 million troops, along with the vast majority of the Immortal Officials from Sky Wall City, deploying forces enough to fill an entire city!

Chen Sansi remained in Boundless Hall, while continuing to attempt comprehending "Divine Intent," and awaiting news from the Immortal Gate.

During this period.

His Longdan Bright Silver Spear was refined and forged by the Immortal Gate, successfully upgrading to a Spirit Communication Ancient Treasure.

As for the Dragon Abyss Sword, it remained unchanged for now.

Firstly, because this sword was crafted in the Human World, its core materials are limited and can no longer undergo further grade enhancement.

Secondly, the Dragon Abyss Sword contains a mysterious power that can control the Power of National Destiny. Without a clear understanding of it, rushing into major modifications could easily backfire.

Additionally, since Chen Sansi currently possesses the Taia Sword, there is no urgency.

Speaking of Taia...

During his Heart Demon Tribulation, it was this sword that emerged from its sheath to alert him.

After his Divinity Transformation, Chen Sansi could barely wield it, but he was unable to utilize any of its additional capabilities, so essentially it was just an ordinary Spirit Communication Ancient Treasure.

As for "Divine Intent," he was still at a loss for understanding.

That day.

While Chen Sansi was in distress, Dongfang Jingxing entered the hall to report.

"Your Majesty! The people from the Immortal Gate have arrived!"

"Oh?"

Chen Sansi said in a deep voice, "Announce them in."

The sound of chaotic footsteps echoed.

An old acquaintance, Guan Siheng, led a group of elders from the Immortal Gate into the Boundless Hall.

Chen Sansi noticed a cultivator at the end of the line, wearing a black cloak and a bamboo hat, appearing quite extraordinary.

Before he could speak.

The Bamboo Hat Cultivator suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of extremely sharp eyes under the hat.

His figure vanished abruptly, and when he reappeared, he was already at the Dragon Chair at the top of the hall, with his right fist drawn back like a bow, enveloped in overwhelming True Power, slamming down ferociously.

"Protect the Emperor!!!"

Dongfang Jingxing shouted while wielding the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Unfortunately, the assassin's speed was too fast, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

On the Dragon Chair.

Chen Sansi's right arm burst into roaring flames, reducing the Dragon Robe to ashes, and his fist, like a Dragon Head, roared towards the attacker.

The clash of fists produced a thunderous boom.

Waves of power radiated from their clash, reducing candlesticks within the hall to dust, instantly activating the hall's Formation, illuminating it with dazzling golden light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two began incessantly exchanging blows within the hall.

After about a dozen exchanges, the Bamboo Hat Cultivator retreated several steps, raised his hand, and a unique brush appeared in his palm.

This brush was entirely silver in color, made entirely of metal from the shaft to the bristles, with a tip as sharp as a spear, capable of being used as a short spear.

With a stomp, he transformed into an ink mark, darting forward.

"Clang——"

Chen Sansi wielded the long spear.

After more than ten exchanges, both sides tacitly ceased their battle simultaneously.