Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The land south of the Tianshan Mountains, east of the Canglan River, and west of the middle section of the East China Sea is a clearly protruding area that is known to the world as the frontier. Generally speaking, it can be divided into three parts: the southwest, the southeast, and the central region, encompassing dozens of cultivation worlds.

The southwest is barren, the southeast is rich, and the central region has decent resources but does not need to deal with external threats. It is also extremely densely populated and has a large number of cultivators.

The region's resources are not as abundant as those in the southeast, and there are no directions for development. Coupled with its large population, this has led to a large number of conflicts and hidden dangers among the various cultivation communities and forces in the central region.

It's like a powder keg; even the slightest spark could detonate it.

The Vientiane Palace has been trying to reconcile the internal conflicts between various factions, but with little success, because the fundamental problems cannot be solved.

The格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure) of the East China Sea and its coastal waters has already taken shape. The Song family's ability to intervene is essentially a cut of the [Jinxiuqi]'s flesh. With so many forces in the central region, it's impossible to take care of everyone. The Wanxiang Palace must prioritize the interests of the various cultivation communities along the southeast coast.

For this reason, no matter how fierce the battles were on the southwest and east coasts, the Myriad Manifestations Palace never considered letting the cultivation worlds in the central region participate in the war. It was already difficult enough for them to maintain internal order.

Allowing them to participate in the war might actually have the opposite effect.

Even with such precautions, the explosive barrel still exploded in the end.

The entire central region was in complete chaos. Like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, all the conflicts erupted, and in a short time, it developed into a massive and far-reaching war.

The forces that were infiltrated by the Thunder King Palace or the Soul Clan at the beginning of the conflict were definitely those that were infiltrated by the Thunder King Palace or the Soul Clan. However, most of those who joined later did so voluntarily, as they had long wanted to use force to resolve the grudges and grievances that had accumulated over the years.

As the heartland of the border region, the stability of the central area is of paramount importance. If left unchecked and the turmoil is allowed to expand further, the consequences will be that the turmoil will spread from the center, and the southwest and southeast lines will inevitably be impacted. The Nine Mysteries Sect is just the beginning.

This has happened more than once on this land.

When resources are unevenly distributed and the land reaches its population capacity, war becomes the final destination; the only difference is whether it is internal or external.

The southeastern regions can choose to expand outwards, while the central region can only engage in internal strife. If it weren't for the Wanxiang Palace mediating the situation, we wouldn't have survived until now.

This is the true killing move of the Thunder King Palace, chosen at the perfect time, posing a huge threat to both the eastern and western fronts.

There are priorities and urgency in everything.

Ji Shinian originally planned to support the Southwest Nine Realms first, but he unexpectedly sensed a powerful and unfamiliar demonic aura, which forced him to stop.

Currently, it is known that four demon lords from the sea tribe have joined the battle. Kongsang Baijue and Kongsang Lifeng are seriously injured and recovering, while Shenyun has been completely rendered powerless after his physical body was severed.

The Devouring Heaven Demon Lord was far away on the coast of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty, confronting the Dragon Elephant True Lord.

It seems that a new demon lord has joined the battle.

It is highly likely that this was the work of Kongsang Baijue, who has three demon lords under his command.

Previously arrogant and conceited, he thought he could easily sweep through the Myriad Manifestations Palace, so he left behind a large number of elites to deal with the Azure Sky Cultivation World.

It seems they've become desperate, as they've secretly sent men to infiltrate the heart of the border region.

"I wonder which one has come." Ji Shinian frowned. The two demon lords under Kongsang Baijue who had not yet shown themselves were at the middle and lower levels of the fifth rank, respectively.

The latter is fine, but if it's the former, he probably wouldn't be able to handle it with his strength, which would likely affect Yi Tianzheng and the others' recovery.

But in any case, you have to find out the other party's background first.

"Open your Dharma Eye!"

His eyes were suddenly shrouded in a hazy, seven-colored glow as he began to track the demon lord's movements, following the trail left behind.

Under normal circumstances, a space barrier is a completely still plane, like a lake without any ripples. Any external force that acts directly on the space barrier will cause it to ripple and propagate over different distances.

Nascent Soul cultivators are extremely sensitive to spatial fluctuations and can perceive things from tens of thousands of miles away.

The fluctuations at the beginning and end of the spatial travel are extremely obvious.

The Palace of Myriad Phenomena is located on the coast, and any spatial fluctuations that cross the coastline cannot escape the perception of the True Lords. This Demon Lord clearly concealed his tracks and sneaked in through the air, which is the most secretive but also the slowest method.

If he hadn't happened to pass by and noticed the residual demonic energy, it would have caused incalculable damage.

Under his discerning eye, the lingering demonic energy had nowhere to hide, and he keenly sensed that the other party had not lingered in the middle.

Judging from the remaining traces, its target should be the Nine Realms in the Southwest.

"Hmph, they're still up to no good!"

Ji Shinian's gaze turned cold, and he tore through space to give chase at top speed.

The massive fluctuations caused by the tearing of space also alerted the [Red Owl Demon Lord].

However, the distance between the two was not far. Almost at the same time he noticed, Ji Shinian had already rushed to his side, his long sword bursting with sharp blade energy.

"Who are you?"

With a flick of his long sleeves, the Crimson Owl Demon Lord's sword energy vanished instantly.

Ji Shinian remained silent, his blood and qi surging within him, as the power of the laws rushed in from all directions.

"Supernatural power and appearance!"

"Roar--"

The tiger roars across the heavens and earth.

A lifelike white tiger phantom, two hundred feet long, appeared behind him, its feet treading on the void, its eyes wide open, and every hair radiating white light.

"White Tiger Dharma Image, you are from the Myriad Manifestations Palace!"

The Crimson Owl Demon Lord's heart sank. They had ultimately underestimated the Myriad Manifestations Palace's strength. The war had already progressed to this point, yet they still had a True Monarch-level expert hidden away.

"Wow—"

With a swirling of demonic energy, the Crimson Owl Demon Lord transformed into a giant crimson bird.

With a flap of its wings, a fierce wind arose, and shadows covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

"So it was you!" Ji Shinian instantly realized his opponent's identity.

Sea creatures are broadly defined as people of water and marshes, belonging to the category of scaled creatures, but there are occasionally some exceptions.

The East China Sea contains countless islands, many of which have fourth- or even fifth-order spiritual veins, giving rise to numerous demon races.

These demon races and sea races usually keep to themselves, but sometimes conflicts even break out.

However, the distance between the East Sea and the Demon Realm is simply too far. For these demons living in the East Sea to continue their lineage, relying on the sea tribes is undoubtedly the best option.

The Crimson Owl Demon Lord was one of them, an outlier among the sea creatures, who had subdued a large number of demonic birds.

It was thanks to his help that Kongsang Baijue was able to rise so rapidly.

Although he was only at the lower fifth rank, he was far more valued than the other two demon lords.

"If we could kill him..."

As soon as this tempting idea popped into Ji Shinian's head, he could hardly contain his restless heart.

With a thought, the white tiger phantom leaped into the air, exuding an aura of dominance. Its roar carried for miles, and boundless power of law condensed on its paw. With a single slap, the surrounding air was instantly compressed, producing a deafening roar. The tiger's claw, formed from [Geng Metal Qi], left three pitch-black marks on the spatial barrier.

With a muffled thud, the Crimson Owl Demon Lord slid hundreds of feet through the air before finally managing to stop its momentum, and a crimson feather pierced through the phantom of the White Tiger.

"Since you dare to venture deep into the heart of our human race, today we will ensure you never return to the East Sea!"

"Insanity!"

The Crimson Owl Demon Lord flew into a rage, flapped its wings, and countless crimson feathers shot out...

The battle between True Monarchs was no ordinary affair; it was noticed by almost everyone in the central region.

Even so, the chaos continued to spread, involving dozens of Golden Core factions.

The Jade Dragon Cultivation World was already in a precarious position. After the destruction of the Nine Profound Sect, all sorts of demons and monsters emerged and began to plunder jade resources on a large scale.

Although it hasn't reached the level of the cultivation world in Lu Kingdom, the order is already on the verge of collapse.

Shi Potian had no choice but to send Hou Yu back to the Jade Dragon Cultivation Realm to take charge of the overall situation. He also temporarily transferred a Golden Core cultivator from the Great Ming Cultivation Realm and the Great Xiao Immortal Dynasty to assist him. The manpower shortage at the front line was becoming increasingly severe, giving everyone a huge headache. It was truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly.

What they found most unacceptable was that, despite a day and a night of pursuit, Blood Soul Venerable and Blood Gu Venerable still managed to escape.

The magical artifacts in their hands not only had the ability to seal off the void, but could also conceal their auras, so even the [Chengyuan Sword] could not find their whereabouts.

The series of misfortunes and setbacks cast a shadow over the hearts of everyone in the Southwest Alliance.

The entire Jinwu Sect was in a state of panic because Chen Zhongfang's health was in very poor condition.

Even Bai Zimo rushed back from the front lines of Lu.

"Senior Medicine King, is there any possibility of healing my grandmaster's injuries?"

Su Ye grabbed the Medicine King as he walked out of the room and asked with concern.

The Medicine King sighed and said, "Alas, Fellow Daoist Tiangang's golden core essence is nearly exhausted. I am too ignorant and powerless to help."

These words struck the Golden Crow Sect cultivators like a thunderbolt.

No matter how severe the injury, as long as the root cause is not damaged, there is hope for recovery.

The phrase "depletion of the source" is tantamount to a death sentence for Chen Zhongfang.

"Is there really no other way?" the current sect leader, Liu Yiyi, asked unwillingly.

"If there is a treasure that can replenish the origin of the Golden Core, it can sustain us for a longer period of time, perhaps ten or twenty years."

"If a treatment can be found during this period, there might still be a glimmer of hope." The Medicine King couldn't bear to say it too harshly.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately fell silent.

"These remnants of the Blood Demon are truly inexhaustible! Where on earth did they come from?!" Shi Potian couldn't help but curse.

Bai Ziming said coldly, "No matter who they are, we must find them as quickly as possible and not let them continue to cause trouble."

"The world is so vast, and without any clues, how can we even begin the search?"

There was a moment of silence among the crowd. Shi Potian seemed to have thought of something and looked at Song Qingxi, asking, "Vice Clan Leader Song, how is the Alliance Leader's injury recovering?"

These words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

During this period, they truly realized Song Changsheng's irreplaceable value.

If Song Changsheng were alive, the situation would never have developed to this point.

In this critical moment, everyone hoped that he could step in and take charge as soon as possible.

Song Qingxi looked troubled and said, "Uncle is currently in a critical period of recovery, and it's hard to say exactly when he will be able to come out of seclusion."

"Ugh--"

Although they already knew this would be the outcome, when they actually heard it, they could only sigh helplessly...

A month after the destruction of the Rakshasa Hall, the Rakshasa Hall fortress, riddled with holes, collapsed under the frenzied onslaught of the beast tide. Nearly a million demons swept in, and the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom was completely overrun.

Even with all efforts from all sides, tens of millions of people have still not been able to complete the relocation.

However, as the defense line moved back to the cultivation world of Suzhou, these people could only be ruthlessly abandoned.

Under the rampage of the demonic beasts' iron hooves, this ancient land was transformed into a purgatory, filled with cries of agony and piles of white bones. Countless wronged souls lingered in the sky above the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom, never dissipating.

In a secluded corner, two Rakshasa Hall Foundation Establishment disciples who had unfortunately become separated were ambushed and killed by demons while fleeing.

One was named Shen Qing, and the other was named Chen Jie. (See Chapter 331 of this volume for details)
When the Rakshasa Hall was destroyed, they were imprisoned in the dungeon and narrowly escaped death, but ultimately they could not escape their fate.

The two men, clutching their tattered weapons, fell back to back into a pool of blood.

Several large gray wolves slowly approached, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

Just as they confirmed the two human cultivators were dead and were preparing to feast,
Suddenly, pure demonic energy surged from the two corpses, and their hearts, which had stopped beating, began to beat again.

This bizarre scene sent chills down the spines of the group of demon wolves.

"Ow—"

At the wolf pack leader's command, the wolf pack swarmed forward, attempting to tear them apart.

Before the demonic wolves could even get close, the demonic energy they emitted transformed into countless "spirit snakes," silently "crashing" into their bodies.

All the demonic wolves corrupted by the demonic energy collapsed to the ground, convulsing, and soon lost their life.

A flicker of fear crossed the wolf pack leader's eyes, and he turned and fled.

The demonic energy surged forward, and the wolf that had been running at top speed crashed to the ground, struggling for a few moments before going still.

A moment later, Shen Qing and Chen Jie, who had been dead, actually stood up from the pool of blood.

In a short period of time, their appearance changed dramatically; their skin became deathly pale, bloodless, and covered with dark lines.

All his hair had fallen out, and two ugly, bloody growths had appeared on his forehead, throbbing rhythmically, as if something was about to crawl out of them.

His eyes were bloodshot, his teeth had become sharp and thin, and a low growl came from his throat from time to time.

Its entire body was shrouded in a layer of pure demonic energy, and any vegetation that came into contact with it would instantly rot and die.

Before long, the demonic wolves that had been killed by the demonic energy stood up again, their appearance and physique having undergone tremendous changes.

"Awooo—"

The wolves howled to the sky, their mournful cries echoing in all directions, sending chills down one's spine.

Shen Qing and Chen Jie leaped onto the backs of these demonic wolves, their bloodthirsty instincts driving them towards the distance...

...(End of this chapter)