Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

"Chaos returns to nothingness, life and death are reversed! The Azure Lotus purifies the world, cleansing heaven and earth! The destiny of Qingzhou nourishes all things! Imperial decree—Purify the Spirit!"

Mo Heng's incantation resounded through the void, carrying the rhythm of the laws.

The grand formation suddenly activated!

I saw.

The power of the Void has been reversed.

The withered and decaying Dao principles that permeated the Central Plains were drawn away from the earth and space by a tremendous suction force, converging towards the purple-gold vortex in the sky.

It was no longer about devouring life force, but about being forcibly captured and stripped away by the great formation.

The torrent of withered Dao principles that converged, upon touching the illusory image of the Pure Lotus, was like sullen snow meeting the blazing sun.

The azure lotus shone brightly, its gentle yet resilient purifying power penetrating, decomposing, and neutralizing the lifelessness and corruption within the gray and decaying principles.

The hissing sound of annihilation was incessant, and the gray mist below the lotus platform was purified into tiny, life-giving, shimmering white specks of light.

The immense national fortune of Qingzhou, transformed by the grand array, mixed with the shimmering light of life generated after purification, turned into a gentle yet vast "spiritual rain" covering the entire Central Continent!
This spiritual rain is no ordinary water, but a shower of light containing pure life energy and the aura of the laws of order! Ignoring the remnants of withered Dao principles, it gently sprinkles upon the parched earth, the withered ancient trees, and the polluted rivers…

This spiritual rain that covered the entire Central Plains was the clarion call of revival!
The rain fell silently, yet it brought about earth-shattering changes.

On the black earth, cracked like a spider web, the first tender shoot stubbornly broke through the hard crust of soil, trembling as it stretched out two new green leaves.

This touch of green stands out so starkly against the deathly gray-black background, yet it is also so precious.

Then, a second, a third… like a wildfire, patches of tender grass began to stubbornly sprout from the ground, covering the scorched earth. At the bottom of the dried-up riverbed, in the murky, stagnant water, a barely perceptible glimmer of clarity began to rise from the bottom, and the faint sound of flowing water once again echoed in the silent valley.

The rock surface, which had been eroded by the withered Dao principles and turned into a black crystal, began to peel away its gray outer shell, revealing the spiritual luster of the mineral beneath.

The entire Central Continent seemed to awaken from a long nightmare, letting out its first weak but firm breath.

Deep in the swamp forest lies the village of the Malayan Spirits.

The sacred tree, bathed in the light of the rain, burst forth with an unprecedented emerald radiance. Its branches and leaves unfurled, and wherever the light reached, the thick miasma receded like a tide, revealing the long-lost, relatively fresh air.

Elder Qingyan looked up, bathing in the life-giving spiritual rain, feeling the unprecedented activity and purity of the purifying power within his body. Tears streamed down his gray-brown, tree-patterned face as he led the entire clan in deep kowtows towards the direction of the Purple Mountain Fortress: "The divine grace of the Dynasty extends to the rotten swamp! The Miasma Spirit Clan will follow you for eternity!"

In the village, the weakened tribesmen greedily absorbed the long-lost vitality, their dark green or grayish-brown skin faintly revealing a healthy glow.

Some surviving human cultivators, demons, and even strange spirits who had been hiding in deep mountain caves and underground grottoes emerged from their hiding places, feeling the spiritual rain containing warmth and order with surprise and uncertainty.

Some knelt and wept, some looked up to the sky and roared, while many more looked in the direction from which the spiritual rain came from, their eyes rekindling with the light of "hope".

Ling Wuying's "Hidden Scales" scouts, like the most efficient messengers, swiftly spread the imperial edict and the miraculous scene unfolding before their eyes to every corner of the Central Plains.

"The Sky-Splitting Alliance is destroyed! The Divine Dynasty Emperor has summoned heavenly rain to revive the Central Plains! Hurry to the outskirts of Tianyuan City to receive the Emperor's grace!"

Wang Cheng's main force swept towards Tianyuan City like a devastating hurricane.

Along the way, it was observed that the suppressive power of the withered Dao principles was greatly reduced under the influence of the spiritual rain. The remnants of the Sky-Splitting Alliance lost the cohesion of their leader's will and the natural barrier of the withered Dao principles. Moreover, their morale was in turmoil and collapsed.

"Wang Cheng of the Divine Dynasty is here! Remnants of the Heaven-Splitting Rebellion, those who surrender will not be killed! Those who stubbornly resist will be annihilated, body and soul!"

Wang Cheng's roar was like a war drum. Every swing of his Chaos Bone Arm carried the domineering power to split mountains and cleave seas, blasting the stubborn remnants of the Burial God Guard or their strongholds into dust.

He no longer relied solely on brute force, but instead, in the battle, he continuously comprehended the supreme power that Yu Changsheng displayed when sealing the Eye of Return to Nothingness, as well as the revival Dao rhythm that now permeated the world and was dominated by the Emperor.

That is a supreme realm where destruction and creation intertwine, and tyranny and order coexist!
Just as he led his army to break through the last line of defense of Tianyuan City, and punched the last leader of the Burial God Guard who was in the late stage of the Void Refinement stage, bathing in the light spots of blood rain and spiritual rain, a sudden change occurred!
"Roar—!" Wang Cheng roared to the sky, a roar that shattered the clouds!

The domineering power that had been accumulating within him to its fullest extent, mixed with the murderous aura of the battlefield, absolute loyalty to the Emperor, and a strong belief in "protecting" this revived land, erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years!

On the newly formed chaotic bone arm, dark golden scales stood upright, bursting with dazzling light. The bone arm itself underwent further transformation and solidification in the light, and the texture of the bone became more profound and mysterious, with faint purple-gold chaotic runes flowing inside!

The violent energy of blood and qi surged like an angry dragon toward his realm barrier—the peak of the Void Refining Realm—which had been blocked for many years by internal injuries and conflicts with the Dao principles!

Boom!

It felt as if a thunderclap exploded within my body!

That solid barrier crumbled like paper under the terrifying force of attacks from both inside and outside!

A powerful aura, several times stronger than before and carrying a primal force as if the world had been created, surged from Wang Cheng's body into the sky!

The ground beneath his feet cracked silently, the space around him subtly distorted, and the crimson-gold Overlord Blood Domain automatically unfolded, its coverage area expanding dramatically. Within the domain, a phantom of the primordial chaos and the flourishing of all things seemed to flash by!
Peak of the Void Refinement Realm, breakthrough!

Wang Cheng felt the surging, seemingly endless power of chaotic blood within his body. He gently clenched his bone arm, and the space itself groaned under the strain.

He looked toward the direction of the Purple Mountain Fortress, his eyes filled with even deeper fervor and awe: "Your Majesty... This humble general has not failed in his mission!" His breakthrough not only greatly increased his own strength, but also served as a banner, greatly inspiring all the soldiers of the Demon Slaughtering Army and the Returning Void Camp, and the speed of sweeping away the remaining enemies suddenly accelerated.

Chen Xueqing, who was stationed at the core of the Chaos Purification Array, was under immense pressure, but also enjoyed the most direct benefits.

Her mind completely merged with the illusory image of the Pure Lotus, becoming the core hub of the entire purification process.

The massive amount of withered Dao principles and lifeless origins, forcibly stripped and gathered together, were like a turbid torrent, constantly impacting the purifying power of the Azure Lotus.

She needed to guide the Azure Lotus Divine Radiance with her supreme Dao Heart to precisely analyze, neutralize, and transform these fragments of laws filled with destruction and decay. Each purification was like painstakingly sifting out the purest gold dust from the filthiest swamp. Her primordial power was rapidly depleting, and her sea of ​​consciousness was enduring the frenzied backlash of a deathly will. The despair of all things withering and the Great Dao collapsing was constantly eroding her Dao Heart.

However, supported by the vast national fortune of Qingzhou brought about by Yu Changsheng's imperial blood and imperial seal, and after witnessing the miraculous recovery of life in the Central Plains below under the nourishment of spiritual rain, an unprecedented enlightenment arose in her heart.

“Nirvana is not the end…the extreme of death is life…the end of decay and decay can also give birth to the purest new buds…” Under the extreme pressure of purification, her Dao heart, like refined steel that has been repeatedly forged, became more and more resilient and pure.

The illusory image of the Pure Lotus did not dim in the torrent of purification; instead, it became more solid through repeated "tempering"!
On the lotus platform, the "emptiness" that had always existed and could not be filled due to the depletion of its source began to be slowly filled by strands of vibrant green light after absorbing a large amount of purified and refined strange energy containing the Daoist rhyme of "life and death cycle"!
hum!
When Wang Cheng's powerful aura surged into the sky, resonating with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Chen Xueqing felt something.

The swaying blue lotus phantom in her sea of ​​consciousness, the emptiness that had always existed in the lotus heart was suddenly completely filled by a turquoise divine light full of infinite vitality!

An aura of perfection, purity, and unhinderedness emanated from her!
Almost simultaneously, deep beneath the Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses, Gui Yinzi's withered fingers formed a hand seal, and thousands of refined corpses, their bodies adorned with divine dynasty runes, burst forth from the earth, silently slaughtering the last evil cultivators within the valley. He stood atop the filthy blood pool, yet his voice pierced the eerie wind, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"Listen up, cultivators of the Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses! The leader of the Sky-Splitting Clan has been slain, and the sun has risen over the Central Plains! The Emperor has decreed: those who abandon darkness and embrace the light will be baptized by the divine dynasty's fortune, cleansed of their filth, and have their foundations rebuilt! Those who remain obstinate..."

His cold gaze swept over several stubborn elders who were trying to detonate their Yin Meridians.

"Body and soul annihilated, forever sealed in the void!" The blood pool churned, and several charred corpses, instantly carbonized, sank to the bottom, shocking the evil cultivators throughout the valley, who turned pale and knelt down in awe.

On the banks of the Liusha River, Ling Wuying's figure appeared like a ghost amidst the swirling yellow sand.

The Guixu metal prosthetic limb precisely pierced the back of a Burial God Guard commander, and the Annihilation Catalyst flicked from his fingertip silently drilled into his Purple Mansion, detonating his primordial spirit. He whispered to the void, "'Fangs' removed, River Eye can be sealed." His voice transmitted to the Purple Mountain Barrier through a specially made bone talisman.

The next moment, Mo Heng's withered finger pressed heavily on the projection of the Guixu Furnace.

Boom!

The deadly whirlpool that had devoured countless lives in the Flowing Sand River for centuries suddenly stopped. Intricate patterns of returning to the void lit up deep within the riverbed. The raging quicksand was as if smoothed out by an invisible giant hand, and the turbid river water settled and clarified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

High above, the Chaos Purification Array was operating at its maximum.

The illusory image of the Pure Lotus has solidified like a carved piece of jade, and the newborn vitality at the heart of the lotus flows with a warm divine light.

Chen Xueqing sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, her mind and spirit completely united with the blue lotus.

What she "saw" was no longer the turbid energy flow, but the dormant veins beneath the Central Plains—those spiritual veins eroded by withered Dao principles and nearly necrotic.

"The lotus is covered with dew, nourishing the eight directions... Nirvana is not the end, life begins from it..." she murmured, her fingertips brushing across the lotus petals.

A drop of exquisitely condensed emerald lotus dew fell from the lotus heart, passed through the great array of light, and silently disappeared into the largest and most scarred ancestral vein node at the core of the Central Continent.

Like rain after a long drought.

The ancestral vein rock strata, already hardened like black iron and lifeless, greedily absorbed this drop of lotus dew, which contained supreme vitality.

A faint cracking sound came from the depths of the earth, and a faint, yet pure, milky-white light, like the breath of a newborn baby, stubbornly pierced through the cracks in the rock!

The ancestral vein, which had been dormant for ten thousand years, was awakened by the vitality of the Azure Lotus Origin!
This triggered the activation of the entire Central Plains geomantic network!

Countless tiny new spiritual veins, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, quietly sprouted and extended beneath the earth nourished by the spiritual rain.

The withered path's remaining gray "scars" were quickly covered and repaired by these vibrant new veins.

At the edge of the Rotten Swamp Forest, the sacred tree worshipped by the Miasma Spirit Clan for generations burst forth with unprecedented light, its halo covering an area tenfold, completely purifying the thick miasma of death into a nourishing mist.

Elder Qingyan knelt beneath the sacred tree, tears streaming down his face. His skin, which had been ashen like tree bark, now radiated a healthy, rosy glow.

Behind him, hundreds of children of the Miasma Spirit Clan shone with pure green light. The innate purifying power that had been dormant in their bloodlines for a long time was awakened under the dual pull of pure vitality and the radiance of the sacred tree!

Countless remnants of the Central Plains, who had been hiding in caves and grottoes, stumbled and staggered into the spiritual rain.

An elderly cultivator with white hair trembled as he scooped up a handful of soil. Tender green shoots were pushing aside the hard, black clods of earth. Tears streamed down his cloudy eyes as he looked up to the sky and cried out, "It's alive! The earth's veins are alive! Divine Dynasty... Emperor!"

The desperate cries and ecstatic cheers echoed in every corner of Zhongzhou, converging into a torrent of relief after the catastrophe, crashing against the remaining gray fog.

At the core of the Purple Mountain Barrier, Yu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

The Chaos Emperor Seal between his brows had solidified into a tangible form, its purple-gold light flowing endlessly, radiating a vast imperial might that ruled over mountains and rivers.

He clearly felt that the vast and boundless fortune of Zhongzhou was like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, continuously surging into the Imperial Seal, completely merging with and strengthening the fortune of Qingzhou.

This newly born, glorious national destiny, seemingly carrying the pulse of the Central Plains' mountains and rivers and the prayers of countless lives, transformed into the purest chaotic source, washing away the shocking cracks on his Dao foundation.

The purplish-gold chaotic imperial blood surged within the cracks, greedily absorbing the power of the nation's destiny. With each surge, the cracks were mended slightly, and the imperial blood became even more brilliant and refined, faintly carrying a heavy golden light that bore the weight of the mountains and rivers.

Beyond the barriers, opportunities for breakthroughs are emerging like a tidal wave.

Mo Heng's withered body trembled violently, and the projection of the Myriad Transformations Returning to the Void Furnace spun wildly above his head. In his eyes, a torrent of data poured out like a galaxy, and his hands rapidly inscribed in the void. With each stroke of his fingertips, a gray array pattern that was between reality and illusion was left behind.

As the earth veins of Zhongzhou revived, the Chaos Purification Array and the earth vein spiritual energy formed a perfect cycle. Countless profound principles about spatial laws, energy transformation, and the cycle of life and death flooded his sea of ​​consciousness like a burst dam.

"So that's how it is... The Void is not the end, death is the source of life, this is... the Chaos Array Dao!"

He let out a hoarse growl, the gray array patterns above his head suddenly contracted, imprinting themselves on his brow. A profound and obscure aura, seemingly capable of unleashing the chaos of heaven and earth, erupted—Late Stage of Void Refinement, Breakthrough! (End of Chapter)