Born with immortal seed

Chapter 727 The End of the Western Sea
The biggest problem at Rotten Axe Mountain lies with the people there.

Already stretched thin, and with so many disciples killed in the last great battle, even maintaining basic operations was difficult.

Given the current situation, Ge Cang cannot stray even a step away.

He did not give up on the idea of ​​Rotten Ke Mountain, firstly because fifth-tier spiritual lands are extremely rare.

If it weren't for the great war between the two races, during which Bai Zichen made unparalleled contributions, he would never have been able to lay his hands on the forbidden territory of a Nascent Soul level sect under normal circumstances.

It would be such a pity to give up so easily.

It won't be so easy to take it back in the future.

Secondly, as it was his junior brother Bai's life's work, he felt obligated to protect it; he couldn't let his junior brother return and find the temple deserted.

Without Ge Cang's protection, it would be too dangerous to mobilize disciples from Benshan, and even reaching the Eastern Region safely would be a pipe dream.

They can only recruit a small number of immortal seedlings from the Eastern Region, and they don't even dare to expand the scale.

In light of this, Lankeshan has once again reduced the area of ​​its mountain gate.

The damaged and repaired formation only guarded the core peaks, leaving the surrounding mountain ranges of Rotten Axe Mountain unprotected.

Because of the prestige Ge Cang had established in the last battle, Rotten Axe Mountain was able to maintain its tranquility.

But the surrounding areas are in complete chaos.

The Datong Army has become increasingly arrogant, and many sects have been completely wiped out.

Even some of the largest corporations made peace with the Datong Army, maintaining a peaceful coexistence.

Mega-sized commodities ensured the area remained quiet and free from chaos.

Meanwhile, the Datong Army was able to free up more fresh troops, and the army was heading straight for several of the Daode Sect's allies.

Several other ancient sects that had no prior dealings with the Daode Sect were also included in the Datong Army's targets for attack.

Despite their considerable resources, these sects were unable to withstand wave after wave of relentless attacks, which resembled ants swarming in.

They could not escape the fate of their formation being destroyed and their sect wiped out, with blood flowing like rivers.

Afterwards, some people discovered that these sects had a history of conflict and enmity with the four hidden sects.

Or perhaps they took advantage of someone's misfortune, even hunting down the four founders of various sects.

Or perhaps they had fierce competition and even wars with the four great hidden sects in their development back then.

Crucially, the Holy Lord of the Daode Sect did not appear or take any action.

The Heavenly Punishment Peak army only managed to defend the Great Zhou Dynasty and was unable to go to any further places.

This is the direct reason why the Datong army was so arrogant and its army grew larger and larger.

On the other side of the Dead Sea in Qingqiu, the mountain was also sealed off and there was no movement.

Many people are speculating whether the two Nascent Soul cultivators were seriously injured.

It won't be to the point of certain death, but don't even think about making a move under normal circumstances.

"Only fifteen promising talents have been recruited this year? Oh well, fewer is better. We'll nurture them carefully... Once the chaos ends, they can grow into the backbone of the sect."

Ge Cang was immediately troubled when he flipped through the files that were handed to him; the situation was even worse than when the Qingfeng Sect was at its weakest.

Without enough disciples and enough outstanding talents, a sect will inevitably decline.

Fortunately, the Qingfeng Sect is an exception, with two sufficiently strong ancestors, which provides more room for error.

All difficulties will disappear once Bai Zichen returns.

Currently, Rotten Axe Mountain lacks sufficient manpower to project its power, and even the descendants of nearby rogue cultivators dare not come to join it. The disciples of the Green Maple Sect themselves also lack the energy to devote to this matter.

Fortunately, a few people traveled from afar, drawn by the reputation of the Sword Master of Time, and insisted on becoming disciples of Rotten Axe Mountain.

If it weren't for the constant warfare and his own disappearance, given Bai Zichen's current prestige in the cultivation world, the number of sword cultivators seeking his apprenticeship would be countless.

"This old Taoist priest is going to the Ninth Heaven later to collect the essence of the rain to refine Thunder Pills. I have some matters to attend to... Hmm, who has arrived?"

Ge Cang, who was giving instructions to Ma Ruoxi, suddenly stopped, stood up, and looked solemn.

"An airship is rapidly approaching, accompanied by Nascent Soul True Monarchs. Their auras are mixed, and there are quite a few of them..."

"Could it be that another group has taken an interest in Rotten Axe Mountain and is coming to test us?"

Ma Ruoxi was like a frightened bird. The Eastern Region was slightly better than the Central Region, but it was not peaceful either.

The main force of the Datong Army was not in the Central Region. The only time they entered on a large scale, they were defeated by Ge Cang at the foot of Lanke Mountain.

However, this is a newly restored land, and the various sects have not yet established themselves firmly, so the division of power is not yet mature.

The land above was all decided by the Daode Sect and the True Lord of Time with a single word when they marched eastward.

Now that the powerful mountain above them is gone, sects that feel their strength is no longer commensurate with their territory have started to have other ideas and have begun to take action.

The entire Eastern Region was practically devoid of order, with people constantly waging war and killing each other.

"They didn't even activate the airship's restrictions, so they don't seem to be coming for war. They've stopped voluntarily a hundred miles away... Come with me and we'll find out."

With a wave of his sleeve, Ge Cang stepped out of the main peak on the thunderclouds.

This also reflects confidence in one's own strength. Although one cannot achieve the heaven-defying combat power of one's junior brother Bai Zichen, one can still be considered one of the best among the Great True Monarchs.

Those who could surpass him in combat would have to be top-tier figures like the Grand Elders of super sects, a rarity even in the entire cultivation world.

Even in the first hundred rounds, Ge Cang was confident that he could remain undefeated against anyone below the Nascent Soul stage—except for Bai Zichen.

The ancient Jianmu tree cannot be effective every time, so its biggest drawback is that its lightning magic is too forceful and lacks endurance.

If you fail to defeat your opponent in the first few dozen moves, there is a high probability that you will suffer a defeat as your true energy decreases and your lightning technique weakens.

"Fellow Daoist, who are you from? This is the Daoist temple of the Time Sword Master of our sect. Guests are not allowed to enter."

Ge Cangfei flew to a high place and shouted from afar.

The airship stopped there, and a group of black-clad sword cultivators disembarked, their aura sharp and imposing.

There were no fewer than a hundred people lined up on both sides.

Finally, another mid-Nascent Soul cultivator stepped forward, wearing an ancient mask and the robes of a celestial official.

"Xinggong Pojun pays his respects to Fellow Daoist Ge and has come to join us with 542 disciples."

The masked Nascent Soul bowed and clasped his hands in greeting, and his first words were earth-shattering.

……

"Fellow Daoist, do you mean that the Pure Bright Sect is not in Penglai, but rather deeper within the Golden Crow Pavilion at the end of the sunset?"

Bai Zichen frowned and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Ahem, that's right... It's just that the Jingming Sect's cave is different from others. It can reach any corner of the Western Sea, but the real entrance is at the end of the Western Sea."

Yun Zhongjun barely managed to conjure a human form, but he was extremely weak, and there was only a faint human figure.

The strength that Su Wuming has displayed has surpassed that of the old monsters who have been reincarnated and rebuilt in previous generations.

Either he is an ancient being who has been hidden for a longer time, or his talent is so strong that even the reincarnation of an old monster cannot contend with him.

Neither of them can be defeated by them.

Even figures like Yin Zu and the Great Wilderness Elder fell to Su Wuming's sword, let alone others.

"Fellow Daoist, could you lead the way to the Jingming Sect? I have important business to attend to."

As expected of Yunxia Adult who was enlightened by Shaoyang Zhenjun, the inside information that Yunzhongjun knew satisfied Bai Zichen.

There's no need to run around searching for the whereabouts of the Jingming Sect anymore; we can find out directly and easily.

"Well... the Jingming Sect hasn't had any disciples leave for nearly ten thousand years. After taking human form, I went to visit them as usual, but I only met two gatekeepers, who were very difficult to communicate with."

Yun Zhongjun looked troubled and spoke carefully.

"The two gatekeepers are fifth-order puppets left behind by the Immortal Lord, and there is also a mountain gate formation that can suppress any cultivator in the world."

"Don't worry, I have a past relationship with the Jingming Sect, I won't force my way in."

Bai Zichen understood the other party's meaning and said with a slight smile.

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhongjun showed a knowing expression.

As expected, he is an old monster who has reincarnated many times. Unless he is a person from tens of thousands of years ago, how could he have had the opportunity to come into contact with the Jingming Sect?

……

Beyond Penglai, the seas are fraught with danger.

For example, if you go straight east, there is a section of sea that is completely black, with huge waves hundreds of feet high all day long even without wind, making it impossible to travel.

Even if you fly high, you will be pulled down by the wind and waves and swept into the flood.

Only by carrying a wind-stabilizing treasure can one walk on flat ground and pass through smoothly.

There is another large island, where many phoenixes and unicorns live, in groups of tens of thousands.

They are all descendants of immortal beasts, and they reach the third rank upon reaching adulthood.

Those who excel can become fourth-tier demonic beasts, and there are quite a few of them.

Even from a distance, one can see the island shrouded in demonic energy, with the images of enormous demons filling the sky.

Great demons often venture beyond the island to hunt sea monsters and passing cultivators.

No one dared to provoke so many powerful demons at once, and they all chose to take a detour.

With Bai Zichen's strength, he naturally didn't need to worry about these things and could move freely without any obstacles.

Amidst the devastating storms, he developed the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique, altering celestial phenomena.

This place, which had been restless for tens of thousands of years, was calm and still at the moment he passed through, the sea as smooth as a mirror.

With a single inch of sword drawn, the sword intent surged forth, causing all the great demons on the island to bow their heads and wail, their former arrogance vanished.

The number of demons who died under Bai Zichen's sword was countless, not to mention the two demon-slaying flying swords that were also used to kill him.

Although these demonic beasts possessed powerful bloodlines, they were still intimidated and remained obedient, unable to muster any thoughts of resistance.

"Ahead is the Golden Crow Pavilion, and beyond that is a deserted place, all the way to the mountain gate of the Pure Bright Sect."

Yun Zhongjun pointed deeper into the clouds, and vaguely saw a fairy pavilion, half on the water and half hidden in the sea.

It shone with golden light, visible even from a great distance, shooting out from the thick, sea-like clouds.

Bai Zichen nodded slightly. He would be more interested if it were a pill-refining sect.

Even the most skilled crafter can only reliably craft spiritual treasures.

For him, the few spiritual treasures that had the potential to advance to the fifth rank were no longer of much value.

"I've heard that the Golden Crow Pavilion was founded because their ancestor picked up the remains of an ancient, fallen golden crow and forged the first divine weapon... But over the years, I haven't seen any trace of that divine weapon. I guess it's more likely that it was created by later generations to glorify their ancestors."

Don't be fooled by the fact that Yun Zhongjun is mostly just a cloud.

But the seven brothers take turns transforming into human form and entering the world.

Each piece of information received will be passed on to the next person in a special way.

In this way, Yun Zhongjun's knowledge of the secrets of the Western Sea can be described as an encyclopedia.

"Ancient divine weapon?"

Bai Zichen murmured to himself, showing some interest.

In ancient times, the world of cultivation was very different from what it is today.

Various innate spiritual objects and acquired treasures are frequently appearing, but the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is not yet perfect.

If the main material is powerful enough, it is indeed possible to forge a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure directly, just like the divine weapon in the hands of ancient gods.

The Golden Crow Pavilion was just a minor incident. Several days later, Bai Zichen arrived at the Cloud Wall, led by Yun Zhongjun.

It seems that the Western Sea ends here, and there is no way to go any further.

(End of this chapter)