Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

P.S.: Based on feedback from fellow cultivators, after reviewing the descriptions in the first two chapters, it's clear that the demon race's inherent strength was not fully realized, and the protagonist was instead weakened. Therefore, the battle scenes in the first two chapters have been significantly revised.

Please watch it again, fellow cultivators, to ensure the plot flows smoothly.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The Purple Illusion Demon King suddenly turned around, a look of shock and anger flashing in his eyes.

One by one, Golden Core cultivators arrived, standing facing the sun. Each of them was enveloped in a bright radiance, which blurred their faces but could not conceal their determination and courage.

Song Qingxing of the Song family, Mu Guibai, the city lord of Luoxia City, Shi Potian and Bai Yan of the Tianmai Sect, Bai Zimo of the Jinwu Sect, Xuan Tingyu of the Ancient God Pavilion, Quan Chong of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce, and Mu Xuanzhen of the Xuanling Sect.

There was even the only remaining Golden Core cultivator in the cultivation world of Lu, the Scorpion Immortal.

Even Chen Zhongfang, who was nearing the end of his life, did not miss this battle.

Throughout his life, he experienced countless internal and external struggles. Even if he were to die, he wanted to die on the battlefield, not on a sickbed.

In an instant, the number of humans and demons was almost equal.

"kill!"

Without any unnecessary words, accompanied by Shi Potian's long roar, the decisive battle broke out instantly.

Although the number of people on both sides was roughly equal, the overall strength of the human race was significantly stronger than that of the demon race, with five cultivators at the Great Perfection realm alone.

Xuan Tingyu, Shi Potian, Mu Xuan, and others joined forces and were virtually unstoppable on the battlefield.

Seeing his accumulated advantages vanish, the Purple Illusion Demon King was so angry that he almost ground his back teeth to powder.

"Boom"

The golden threads of the white bone bead string in his hand suddenly snapped, and the two remaining beads transformed into two dazzling streams of light that shot into the sky, merging into one in mid-air. A vast pressure swept across the surroundings, and a pair of eyes filled with majesty and contempt appeared in the air, indifferently surveying the tragic battlefield.

It's like a king looking down on all living beings.

Whether human or demon, anyone swept over by those eyes felt a chill run down their spine, and even breathing became difficult—a fear that originated from the very soul.

Finally, those eyes fixed on Song Changsheng.

"You are Song Changsheng."

A grand and majestic voice resounded, and the world fell silent.

"Illusion Eye, if you dare to personally take the stage, I might think more highly of you. But you dare to deceive the heavens, hide your true colors, and yet you dare to show off your power in our human territory?"

Song Changsheng met his gaze without fear, his words revealing his sharp edge.

"Ha, just as arrogant as the rumors say."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Illusionary Demon Lord launched a sudden attack, and an invisible force spread out with the ripples of space.

Warning bells rang in Song Changsheng's mind. He felt a blur before his eyes, and the world had undergone a complete transformation, turning into a vast, snowy, icy world.

The accumulated ice and snow underfoot and the howling wind felt incredibly real.

But he knew very well that everything in front of him was fake, an illusion created by human hands.

The brilliance of this illusion lies in the fact that it is vast yet empty; the simpler the elements, the less obvious the flaws.

At the same time, it does not possess any destructive power, after all, it is just a demonic weapon refined by the Illusionary Eye Demon Lord, and its power cannot be balanced.

Their purpose was obvious: to trap him and buy time for the Blood Gu and Blood Soul to recover their cultivation.

The Purple Illusion Demon King's clan, the Thousand-Eyed Dark Moth, is naturally close to the laws of illusion and dreams. Furthermore, it has opened the door to the Great Dao, and the illusions it constructs with the power of the Great Dao are almost flawless.

"Even the Eye of Truth has failed."

Song Changsheng murmured softly, looking around, completely clueless.

"If we can't find it, then we'll stop looking!"

Break free from conventional thinking; if you can't find a flaw, then break it!
As soon as Song Changsheng had a thought, the Chengyuan Sword in Song Qingxing's hand suddenly began to tremble violently, emitting a high-pitched and clear sword cry that soared into the sky.

"scoff"

The sword light was like the Milky Way overturning, and the power of a single sword strike was like the creation of the heavens.

The illusion meticulously woven by the Illusionary Demon Lord was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper in the face of the powerful human fortune of the Southwest Nine Realms. The sky was torn apart like a curtain, and the scorching and warm sunlight shone into this world, melting the ice and snow, and finally returning to nothingness.

"One day, I will personally take your head!"

The Demon Lord of Illusions' voice carried a hint of resentment as his power was exhausted and he vanished into the world.

"how is this possible?"

At this moment, the Purple Illusion Demon King felt that his worldview had been reshaped.

Having followed the Illusionary Demon Lord for over a thousand years, this was the first time he had ever seen someone break through his illusion so easily, even though the illusion wasn't something he had personally created.

"It's that sword!"

His eyes turned bloodshot as he looked at the [Chengyuan Sword] that hung in the air.

"Slay Song Changsheng at all costs!"

"You little brat, your opponent is me!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shi Potian appeared before him without him even noticing, his fists thundering, each move brimming with boundless power.

Caught off guard, the Purple Illusion Demon King was momentarily unable to defend himself.

"Alliance Leader, leave these demonic beasts to us. You just need to do it!" Master Mu Xuan shouted in a deep voice.

As time went on, more and more powerful individuals from both the human and demon races joined the battlefield.

The following are notable figures: Tianjue Zhenren and Duanyu Zhenren of Duanqing Valley; Wang Changqing of Yujian Sect; Hu Po Zhenren of Longhu Hall; Tianyang Zhenren of Yaori Sect; and Chenxiang Zhenren of Xiyu Tower.

True Man Zhaoming of Tianxiao Sect, National Preceptor of the Great Xiao Immortal Dynasty, and Lord of Tianjue City, Cang Manyun.
There's also Qingyang Palace, Tianbing Manor, Tianxu Mountain, Lingxiao Pavilion...

They were all renowned experts from the Nine Realms of the Southwest, and they still held the upper hand on the battlefield.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng did not hesitate at all. He swept away the Chengyuan Sword with a flick of his sleeve and disappeared into the cave.

The underground cave had long since collapsed completely in the aftermath of the great battle, but powerful battle fluctuations continued to emanate from below, and the earth cracked open with huge ravines of varying depths.

His first thought was of Hun Wugui.

"Has he already succeeded?"

He used his divine sense to scan the area and was shocked to find that Hun Wugui was dealing with a middle-aged cultivator who seemed to have gone mad.

That man's strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage. He wielded a rusty metal compass, and his every move was extremely frenzied.
Logically speaking, Hun Wugui shouldn't even be qualified to fight him, but for some reason, that person fell into madness and felt like he was tying his own hands and feet, unable to unleash even a tenth of his strength, and sometimes even lost sight of his target.

“This is Blood Soul.” Song Changsheng immediately guessed the other party’s identity. His current state was clearly the result of being controlled by two people at the same time, leading to a split personality.

However, the power of the [Malice Gu] lies in the fact that even with a split personality, one will still be influenced by the manipulator.

Since the Blood Soul has already been awakened ahead of schedule, where is the Blood Gu?
He searched around with his divine sense, but ultimately found nothing.

At this moment, Hun Wugui also noticed Song Changsheng's presence and shouted hoarsely, "Hun Sha awakened the Blood Soul prematurely to escape, and the Blood Gu took advantage of the situation to escape using the sacred artifact. He has already drained the Blood Pool, and it's only a matter of time before he recovers his cultivation. We must stop him! The Blood Soul is already crippled; once he recovers his cultivation, no one will be able to restrain him!"

Song Changsheng's heart sank. These blood demons were indeed as they always were, showing no intention of serving the demon race. They must have taken advantage of the moment he was trapped in the illusion to escape.

Or perhaps this was their second plan: to escape when things went wrong, recover their strength, and then make a comeback. They even tricked the demon race.

Just as Hun Wugui said, if we let him go today, there will be endless trouble in the future.

His divine sense spread out in an overwhelming manner, searching every inch of space, and soon discovered the trace of spatial fluctuation left by the blood gu.

"Trying to escape? Not so easy!"

A spatial black hole appeared in front of him, and with one step, he instantly appeared tens of thousands of miles away.

During this period, the Blood Gu's cultivation level increased significantly, but it was still a step away from the Nascent Soul stage; otherwise, it would not have avoided Song Changsheng's sharp edge.

He used the long cone in his hand to tear through the void, and in a short time he was about to escape the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom.

But he fled towards the demon realm.

Before the official breakthrough, several demon lords from the six major demon kingdoms proposed that they transfer to the demon realm to break through, and promised to provide them with protection.

It sounded wonderful, but he knew very well that it was just an excuse for the demon race to control them.

No matter how much they had achieved in the past, now that their cultivation had fallen into the hands of several demon lords, they had no chance to resist.

Therefore, they decisively rejected the proposal and instead threatened the demon race, demanding that they draw upon the demon king's protection.

Everything was proceeding smoothly according to his plan, but Song Changsheng suddenly interfered, forcing him to flee in panic like a stray dog.

He knew very well that the only ones who could protect him at the moment were the demon race.

As long as you reach the Demon Realm, there's still a chance.

His nascent soul is reviving; given just a little more time, he can recover his nascent soul cultivation. At that time…

"They all must die, including that bitch Hun Sha!"

Blood Gu was filled with rage. He never expected that Soul Fiend would have the means to control Blood Soul.

The ants he looked down upon most were the ones who betrayed him the most cruelly in the end.

No wonder Blood Soul protected her time and time again.

Just as he was about to escape the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom and reach Canglan River, he suddenly felt an immense sense of crisis surge into his heart.

He suddenly stopped moving.

The next moment, a sharp sword light descended from the sky, and the spatial barrier not far in front was directly cleaved by this sword.

The sudden turn of events startled him, and he broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't stopped, he would probably be exiled to the boundless void by now.

Looking back, it turned out that Song Changsheng had caught up with them at some point. Dressed in green and carrying a sword, he walked through the air, his clear black and white eyes filled with a chilling killing intent.

A powerful aura enveloped him, and the immense power emanating from him made even the Blood Gu tremble with fear.

"You have indeed broken through to that legendary realm!"

The Blood Gu's voice was hoarse, and his words contained both resentment and a hint of surprise.

This was his first meeting with Song Changsheng. He had already made similar guesses based on other people's descriptions of him before.

Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he understood that he couldn't escape at his speed, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​running away and decided to take a gamble.

Song Changsheng remained silent, raising the Chengyuan Sword high. A vast amount of fortune condensed behind him into a lifelike golden dragon.

"hold head high--"

The high-pitched dragon roar pierced the sky, and the space trembled violently wherever the sound waves passed.

"False Infant Realm, [Human King Sword]."

Song Changsheng, even as an enemy, I must admit that you are indeed the most monstrous genius I have ever seen in my life. Within the same realm, I am absolutely no match for you.

But a fake baby is a fake baby; it can never become real!

As soon as he finished speaking, the long cone in the Blood Gu's hand burst out with intense blood light, and a blood bead the size of an egg embedded in its base fell off and was swallowed by him without hesitation.

The moment it swallowed it, the Blood Gu's face suddenly contorted in pain.

Back then, on the banks of the Canglan River, he collected most of the blood essence left on the battlefield, along with the blood essence collected by Hun Sha during this period, and stored them all in this blood bead.

Originally intended as a hidden energy source to restore the power of magical artifacts, it has now become his last resort in his fight against Song Changsheng.

These demon blood essences were mixed with a large amount of malevolent energy and resentment, which even he found difficult to resist. Therefore, he never had the idea of ​​using these blood essences to restore his strength.

He craves power, but doesn't want to become a madman.

But now, he has no choice but to use this method to forcibly accelerate the attributes of his Nascent Soul!
As for how to handle the aftermath, he believed that as long as he still had value to him, the demon race would definitely not sit idly by.

"boom--"

A powerful aura of malevolence and the resentment of hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts erupted simultaneously within his body. His eyes rapidly became bloodshot, and his body began to swell, with every blood vessel on his skin becoming clearly visible.

"what--"

The Blood Gu roared to the sky with a ferocious expression, its crimson eyes bulging forward with the corners of its eyes torn open, and its black hair dancing wildly behind its head, making it look extremely terrifying.

"hold head high--"

A bad premonition suddenly welled up in Song Changsheng's heart. He mobilized his luck and unleashed a sword strike without reservation!
"scoff"

Unexpectedly, the Blood Gu seemed unaware of the danger, neither dodging nor making any movement.

The sword energy transformed from the dragon of destiny struck his head directly, and the Blood Gu's entire body exploded like an inflated balloon.

Strangely, after his body exploded, countless streams of blood gushed out like rivers, instantly transforming into a boundless sea of ​​blood, even staining the sky with a layer of crimson.

This sea of ​​blood was filled with endless malevolent energy and resentment, and being in it felt as if countless evil spirits were tearing at Song Changsheng's soul.

"What kind of tactic is this?"

He quickly plunged the Chengyuan Sword into the sea of ​​blood in front of him, using the power of his destiny to isolate him from the surrounding blood, thus maintaining the clarity of his soul.

"Roar--"

An angry roar resounded, and then a baby covered in blood rose from the sea of ​​blood.

Although its facial features were blurred, the shadow of the blood gu could be vaguely seen.

"This is... a Nascent Soul?" Song Changsheng felt as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible force, almost stopping its beating.

The blood pooled together, eventually forming a blood-red giant several meters tall around the nascent soul.

...(End of this chapter)