Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

The path along the Starfall Ancient Road is not a smooth one.

Elder Qingyi, wielding the remaining power of the Pure Lotus, enveloped Chen Xueqing and Mo Yu's almost completely transparent remnant souls, which were held together only by a trace of the Annihilation Sword Intent and the Burial Abyss Black Sword, as they struggled through the bizarre and turbulent spatial currents.

Broken star fragments, solidified energy turbulence, and even remnants of laws left over from ancient battlefields are scattered like reefs along this ancient path, which was opened up by the creators of the starry sky but has long since collapsed and disappeared.

The passageway walls groaned under the strain, and fine cracks spread like a spider web.

Each violent spatial tremor made Elder Qingyi's already pale face even more ashen, and pale golden blood kept spilling from the corners of her mouth.

The light of the Pure Lotus was like a candle flickering in the wind, stubbornly resisting the erosion of the outside world, but it was also visibly dimming.

Most of her power had been burned up in the previous battle at the Burial Star Sea, and she was now at her last gasp.

Chen Xueqing closed her eyes tightly, her mind completely immersed in the depths of her consciousness.

The core crystal of the fused isolated island—the inheritance core of the Starry Sky Forger—is slowly rotating, releasing a vast and complex torrent of knowledge.

She tried hard to sort things out, attempting to find a stable path and a way to identify the direction.

The records of the Starfall Ancient Road in the inheritance are fragmented and filled with chilling terms such as "spatial fault," "law trap," and "void predator."

She could sense Yu Changsheng's faint yet tenacious life force not far behind her, which was her most important anchor point at this moment.

Yu Changsheng's situation is the most dangerous.

He hovered at the edge of the weak shield formed by the wreckage of the lotus leaf magic boat, driven almost entirely by instinct by his battered body.

On the Dao Embryo of the Ruins of the Abyss, the five cracks representing the Origin of Annihilation, the Corrosive Devouring Void, the Myriad Poisonous Qi, the Flame of the Abyss, and the Resentment of the Stars did not heal after escaping the Sea of ​​Burial Stars. Instead, stimulated by the chaotic laws of the ancient road, they pulsated and flickered with dangerous light, like a furnace on the verge of exploding.

The vortex of the void in his left eye spun sluggishly, as if it might stop at any moment.

The embers in his right eye were completely extinguished, leaving only cold, lifeless remnants. With each spatial turbulence, dark golden chaotic imperial blood seeped from his cracked body, only to be swept away and annihilated by the raging void energy.

His remaining consciousness, like a lone boat in a storm, was clinging desperately to the emerald-gold aura emanating from Chen Xueqing, the only beacon before he succumbed to darkness.

Mo Yu's remnant soul clung to the Burial Abyss Black Sword, its blade dull and lifeless, yet the dark red bloodstains born from the Poison Heart Granny's blood curse stood out starkly.

The remaining annihilation sword intent flickered stubbornly in the absolute nothingness, like a faint spark.

He seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, unresponsive to everything around him. Only the Burial Abyss Sword would occasionally emit a barely audible hum, as if responding to some unknown call from the depths of the passage.

"Elder! There's a strong spatial collapse to the left front!"

Chen Xueqing suddenly opened her eyes, runes flowing in her emerald-gold pupils, and she urgently warned.

She has just detected a huge source of danger from the fragments of the legacy.

Elder Qingyi's pupils contracted, and almost at the same moment Chen Xueqing spoke, she did her best to reverse the trajectory of the lotus leaf magic boat.

An invisible spatial fold, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, instantly swallowed the path they had just traversed, crushing several massive pieces of star debris into dust.

The violent evasive maneuver caused the already fragile shield to flash wildly. Elder Qingyi let out a muffled groan, her body trembled violently, and the protective azure light dimmed even further.

"This can't go on..." Qingyi's voice was filled with undisguised exhaustion and anxiety.

"The ancient road is too badly damaged; my strength won't last much longer."

We must find a relatively stable 'star remnant' to settle on, or we will all be torn apart in the void turbulence!

Chen Xueqing took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging torrent of knowledge in her mind, and focused all her senses outward.

The core of the Starry Sky Forger's legacy trembled slightly in her sea of ​​consciousness, emanating a wave of exploration.

After a moment, she pointed in a direction, her tone tinged with uncertainty.

“Over there… there seems to be a faint gravitational response, like a huge island containing fragments of a star’s core? Similar ancient post stations were mentioned in the inheritance records, but most of them have been abandoned.”

"We can't worry about anything else now, let's take a gamble!"

Elder Qingyi made a decisive move, changed direction, and urged the remaining lotus leaf magic boat to rush in the direction Chen Xueqing had indicated.

The light of the Pure Lotus burned fiercely, like the last embers of firewood, carving out a precarious path through the raging torrents.

"Hold on! It's just ahead!"

Chen Xueqing's voice was hoarse and torn. She pressed her hands firmly on the core remnant of the isolated island floating in front of her, and the emerald-gold Daoist energy was like a burning flame of life, continuously flowing into it.

The wreckage trembled violently, emitting increasingly clear directional fluctuations, pointing towards a relatively dim area deep within the turbulent currents, yet vaguely outlined with a huge shape—a lifeless fragment of a star floating on the edge of the ancient road!

At that moment, a sudden change occurred!
Within Yu Changsheng's body, the pitch-black crack representing "star resentment" throbbed violently without warning! The despair and resentment of the billions of stars devoured by the Burial Star Sea as they perished exploded like dynamite ignited by the chaotic laws of the ancient road!
boom--!
A torrent of pitch-black energy, mixed with endless resentment and deathly silence, burst forth from his cracked Dao embryo like an out-of-control evil dragon, slamming violently into the inside of the shield!
Click!

The already near-limited Pure Lotus Shield, like a glass dome broken by the last straw, was instantly covered with penetrating cracks!

The raging void energy surged in wildly through the cracks, like sharks smelling blood!

"Not good!" Elder Qingyi's eyes widened in horror. With her last bit of power, she formed a hand seal and pushed forward with all her might!
The remaining lotus leaf magic boat burst forth with its last brilliance, transforming into a resolute thrust that carried everyone within the shield fragments, like stones launched from a catapult, crashing heavily into that enormous fragment of starlight!

Vision became completely blurred and shattered amidst the violent churning and blinding light of the spatial turbulence.

Cold, hard, with a roughness unique to ancient rocks, came from beneath me.

The intense, overwhelming stench of blood, mixed with gunpowder smoke, scorched earth, and some kind of cold, malevolent energy, forcefully assaulted the nostrils, violently jolting the slumbering consciousness awake.

Yu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and excruciating pain instantly engulfed his entire body like a tidal wave. The vortex of Guixu in his left eye was as sluggish as a rusted gear, and every attempt to turn it brought excruciating pain that tore at his soul; his right eye remained a lifeless, charred, empty void.

The five jagged cracks on his Dao Embryo were like red-hot irons, each pulsation searing his soul and radiating dangerous and chaotic energy. He struggled to prop himself up, dark golden Chaos Emperor Blood seeping from the corners of his mouth and cracked skin, dripping onto the cold, massive bluestone slab beneath him, etched with ancient sword marks.

The sight that came into view froze his remaining consciousness instantly.

Ruins and ruins!

The once magnificent palace is now just a charred skeleton, with massive beams and pillars broken and crumbling, and exquisite carved railings and jade steps reduced to dust.

Countless corpses dressed in uniform blue sword robes lay sprawled on the ground in various contorted postures, their blood soaking through the broken floor tiles and pooling into a dark red stream that meandered along the ground.

The tattered black banner fluttered in the cold wind, which carried the stench of blood. The words "Xuantian" could still be faintly seen, but the banner was torn and soaked in blood.

The shouts of battle, the clang of metal, the desperate cries and the ferocious laughter, like a symphony of hell, surged in from all directions, making people's eardrums ache.

The place where they fell was none other than the core of this hellish battlefield.

A magnificent plaza in front of a palace, most of which had been violently destroyed! At the end of the plaza, a huge white jade gate, cracked and with faded runes, stood majestically. The three large characters on it, written in a flamboyant and sword-like style, were stained with blood, yet still exuded an indomitable sharpness: Xuan Tian Sword Sect!
The sect of Venerable Xuantian!

"Kill! Leave no one alive! The sword soul belongs to my Yin Sha Sect!"

A sharp, owl-like voice echoed through the sky.

The sky was shrouded in a thick, gray-black cloud, with countless pained faces rolling about. Beneath the cloud, there were countless demonic cultivators, as dense as locusts.

Clad in uniform, ghastly white bone armor, shrouded in dark, malevolent energy, their faces contorted, their eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty, they were none other than the demonic army of the infamous Yin Sha Sect, a powerful evil sect in the spirit world! Their numbers were likely no less than one hundred thousand!

The leader was an old man, as thin as a skeleton, wearing a blood-red robe embroidered with a hideous ghost head. He held a white bone banner, and with each wave, hundreds of wretched souls formed a pale green ghost fire that rained down, bombarding the last crumbling blue sword curtain at the end of the square.

Behind the sword curtain, the remaining hundreds of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, led by a few blood-soaked and weak elders, formed a broken sword formation, making a final, desperate resistance.

With each wisp of will-o'-the-wisp that falls, the sword curtain shakes violently, and disciples scream as they turn into withered bones, their souls being taken away by the white bone banner to become nourishment for strengthening its power.

A catastrophe! This is a true calamity that will destroy the sect!

"Hehehe! Old ghost Jian Chen, why don't you hand over the 'Mysterious Heaven Sword Soul'? Let's see how long you can protect these ants!"

The blood-robed elder, the third elder of the Yin Sha Sect, known as the "Soul-Devouring Demon," roared fiercely. The white bone banner waved even more rapidly, and the ghostly fire in the sky condensed into a nine-headed ghostly beast a hundred feet in size. With a piercing shriek, it fiercely pounced on the final sword curtain!

At the center of the sword curtain, an old man with snow-white hair, a tattered and blood-stained Daoist robe, and bristling hair and beard was none other than Jian Chen, the last remaining Supreme Elder of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect!

The ancient longsword in his hand was dim in light and covered with cracks, clearly indicating that it was at its last gasp.

Facing the nine-headed demon that pounced on him, a trace of grief and determination flashed in his eyes. He suddenly bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of his life essence blood onto the sword!

"Disciples of Xuantian, follow me... in martyrdom!"

Elder Jianchen's roar was filled with the tragic grandeur of his final moment. The broken sword burst forth with a final, intense blue light, as if in a last burst of light, as if it were desperately trying to detonate itself and its sword soul, perishing together with the ghostly poison!
At this critical moment.

"Ugh...cough!" A muffled groan, suppressed with pain, was so faint amidst the deafening shouts of battle that it was almost negligible. Yet, like a spark thrown into boiling oil, it ignited the nearly out-of-control furnace of destruction within Yu Changsheng's body!

He struggled to stand up, and the movement aggravated the dark green crack deep within the Dao Embryo that represented the "corrosion of the Devouring Void Nest"!

A cold, greedy, and twisted alien energy originating from the Devouring Mother Nest, like a venomous snake awakened by a bloody battlefield, suddenly darted out along the crack!

This energy resonated strangely with the Yin energy that the Soul-Devouring Demon used the White Bone Banner to devour souls and strengthen itself!

hum!
The sluggish vortex of the void in Yu Changsheng's left eye seemed to be stimulated by this resonance and the overwhelming destructive desire from the outside world. It trembled violently and then began to spin wildly at an almost out-of-control speed!
The target was the nine-headed ghostly beast, formed from countless vengeful spirits and ghostly flames, that lunged at the sword curtain!
An overwhelming and terrifying suction force, capable of devouring everything, suddenly descended!

The menacing nine-headed demon suddenly paused its attack.

The countless pale green ghost flames and vengeful faces that made up its body seemed to have encountered an invisible black hole, emitting a shrill and distorted scream. They were forcibly torn and peeled off by an irresistible force, turning into twisted green torrents that swept back towards Yu Changsheng's left eye vortex!

"What?!" The savage grin on the Soul Devouring Demon's face froze instantly, replaced by extreme horror.

He felt the white bone banner in his hand tremble violently, and the fierce souls and evil spirits that he had painstakingly refined within the banner were being released wildly, causing his blood and qi to surge due to the backlash!

"Roar!" Elder Jian Chen's self-destructing sword light paused for a moment, staring in astonishment at the figure that suddenly appeared at the edge of the square, covered in blood and exuding a chaotic and terrifying aura.

Devour! Devour frantically!

The combination of the Devouring Corrosion Crack and the Returning Void Vortex demonstrated its terrifying restraint on the Yin Sha evil power at this moment!

The countless ghostly flames and vengeful spirits, like rivers flowing into the sea, were frantically devoured by Yu Changsheng's left eye.

His broken body trembled violently, and the eerie green light of the Devouring Void Corrosion within his Dao Embryo surged, almost overwhelming the other four cracks. Twisted dark green patterns faintly appeared under his skin, as if there were living things wriggling inside.

The excruciating pain nearly made him faint, but he gritted his teeth and let the Chaos Emperor's Blood roar and surge in his veins, forcibly suppressing the alien energy that was trying to backfire on him.

"What kind of demon are you! How dare you ruin my plans!"

The Soul-Devouring Demon was filled with shock and rage. Seeing that Yu Changsheng's aura was chaotic and weak, his eyes flashed with ferocity. He abandoned the sword curtain with the White Bone Banner and pointed it fiercely at Yu Changsheng, shouting, "Ten Thousand Souls Devour the Heart!"

Waaaaah—!
A hundred times denser and more condensed than before, the pitch-black Yin Sha demonic energy, mixed with countless vengeful faces of wailing souls, transformed into a ferocious, roaring demonic python. It tore through the air, carrying a chilling cold that could freeze the soul and a poisonous evil that could corrode all things, and rushed straight at Yu Changsheng!
This was a full-force attack from an old demon in the Nascent Soul stage, fueled by rage! Wherever it passed, the ground froze, and the air hissed and crackled.

Yu Changsheng's pupils constricted sharply. At this moment, his left eye was still devouring the remnants of the Ghost Poison, and the five forces within his Dao Embryo were even more violently conflicting due to the devouring, making him completely powerless to withstand this fatal blow! His body was firmly locked by the terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul stage, making even movement extremely difficult!
"Immortality!" Chen Xueqing exclaimed, her voice trembling with tears. She struggled to stand up, but her spiritual body was weak, and the emerald-gold halo flickered erratically.

Just as the giant demonic python was about to devour Yu Changsheng... (End of Chapter)