Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

In the blink of an eye, Song Changsheng traversed several states and appeared above the Jade Dragon Cultivation Realm. His divine sense extended to its maximum distance, scanning the surrounding area and taking in the surrounding situation.

The current state of the Jade Dragon Cultivation World can only be described as chaotic, a scene of devastation and widespread warfare.

The difference between this and the cultivation world of Lu is that the conflict is mainly concentrated in the cultivation world, without involving mortals, which is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

The cultivation world of Lu alone has already overloaded the entire Southwest Alliance, leaving them with no capacity for another large-scale migration. In terms of population alone, the Jade Dragon cultivation world surpasses that of Lu.

This is a very obvious breakthrough point, and it is impossible for the Thunder King Palace not to realize it. The reason why it has not put it into practice is that there is a conflict of interest between it and the demon race.

Lei Wang Palace only wanted to use the power of the demon race to restrain the Nine Realms in the southwest; it did not genuinely want to help them break the ancient oath.

In contrast, the Thunder King Palace and the Sea Clan are the true allies, because the Sea Clan's destiny lies in the four seas, and the land is of no use to them.

Once the Myriad Manifestations Palace is destroyed, with the support of the Sea Clan, the entire border region will become the back garden of the Thunder King's Palace.

Their massive population, coupled with the two supreme treasures, the [King of Men Sword] and the [Imperial Seal of the State], were the keys to their rise to power.

Therefore, the fundamental purpose of the Thunder King Palace in stirring up this turmoil was merely to restrain the righteous forces, not to achieve any concrete results.

The vast and ignorant masses are the most valuable resource. As long as the original cultural heritage is severed and they are made to accept new ideas, they will forget the so-called history within five generations.

In contrast, righteous cultivators are those that the Thunder King Palace must eliminate. Cultivators have long lifespans and their lineages are more hidden, so the policy of keeping the people ignorant is basically ineffective against them. Keeping them around would only be a disaster, so it would be better to disrupt the world and let the major forces kill each other.

This was originally a brilliant move, but unfortunately they underestimated the unity of the righteous forces in the Jade Dragon cultivation world.

They lived in a treasure land, yet they suffered oppression and plunder for many years. It was the existence of the Nine Mysteries Sect that allowed them to stand tall and say "no" to the outside world with dignity.

Therefore, the destruction of the Nine Profound Sect did not defeat them; on the contrary, it ignited the fighting spirit of the various righteous forces. They were not defeated immediately when faced with the joint attack of several Golden Core forces.

After Hou Yu and the Southwest Alliance's reinforcements arrived, the defensive line was completely stabilized, preventing the flames of war from spreading to other cultivation areas in the southwest.

The cost of doing so was an incalculable number of casualties.

After Ji Shinian defeated the Crimson Owl Demon Lord, the situation, which had just shown signs of stabilization, fell into turmoil again.

Seeing the smoke and fire everywhere, Song Changsheng's anger surged. He immediately used his great divine power, "Thousand Shadows of Illusion," and his figure twisted and split into two, then four... creating more than a dozen figures that rushed to various areas of the Jade Dragon Cultivation World.

Each clone possesses strength at the late Golden Core stage or above and can be maintained for the duration of an incense stick. After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, the upper limit of this divine ability has been qualitatively improved compared to before.

These clones were enough to deal with the unrest in various places, while he himself had previously landed on the Nine Profound Gate, or more precisely, on the ruins of the original Nine Profound Gate.

After Hou Yu returned to his sect, he gathered the surviving disciples and elders of the Nine Mysteries Sect and immediately restarted the mountain-protecting formation before beginning the reconstruction of the sect.

Thanks to his vigilance, the Nine Mysteries Sect did not repeat the same mistake.

Currently, several rebel forces controlled by the Thunder King Palace are launching a frenzied attack from different directions, and the already dilapidated protective mountain formation is in grave danger.

Hou Yu remained calm and composed in the face of danger, making perfect decisions with every move, and managed to persevere despite a nearly tenfold difference in strength.

In the end, several Golden Core cultivators among the rebels were forced to join the battle, which finally opened a breach.

Just as the Nine Profound Sect's grand formation was about to break, a heavy pressure as heavy as a mountain suddenly descended from the sky, accompanied by a chilling killing intent. A large number of low-level cultivators were directly crushed to the ground by this heavy pressure, and the sound of their knees hitting the ground was incessant.

Some monks tried to resist, but the result was that their spines were bent, their knees were shattered, and even kneeling became a luxury. They could only lie humiliatingly on the blood-soaked ground.

First came the Qi Refining cultivators, then the Foundation Establishment cultivators, then the Purple Mansion cultivators, and finally even the Golden Core cultivators on the field couldn't hold on any longer, and could only watch helplessly as their legs gradually bent and their knees got closer and closer to the ground.

"boom"

With a muffled thud, a Golden Core cultivator in the early stage knelt on the ground in humiliation. Even though he tried his best and almost gritted his teeth, his knees remained rooted to the spot.

"bang bang bang"

The others also couldn't hold on and fell to their knees one after another.

Even late-stage Golden Core cultivators are no exception.

"How is this possible... what kind of power is this?"

Panic was spreading, and all the rebels were terrified. They hadn't even seen the enemy's face from beginning to end, which was the most terrifying part of the whole thing.

Hou Yu and the others were also startled by this bizarre scene. One moment they were attacking fiercely like wolves and tigers, and the next moment they all knelt down in neat rows.

What's even stranger is that while the rebels on all sides were being suppressed and unable to raise their heads, they were not affected in the slightest.

This demonstrates that the person who made the move had achieved an astonishing level of control over their own power.

"It's the alliance leader! It must be the alliance leader who's here!"

A heavily wounded elder of the Nine Mysteries Sect spoke with a firm tone.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Nine Mysteries Sect burst into tears of joy and spontaneously shouted Song Changsheng's name.

"True Lord Zixu!"

"True Lord Zixu!"

Hou Yu looked up at the dim sky, his eyes gleaming, his emotions surging so intensely that he could hardly contain them.

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Song Changsheng, wielding the Desolate Sky Halberd, gradually solidified his illusory body amidst the clouds, unleashing a vast and overwhelming pressure that seemed to freeze time itself.

The dense clouds in the sky dissipated on their own, and the long-lost blazing sun reappeared, shining brightly on him, making him radiate light.

At that moment, it felt as if an invisible hand had squeezed the heart of every rebel soldier, and their blood seemed to stop flowing.

Of the tens of thousands of cultivators present, few may have actually seen Song Changsheng in person, but the name [Zi Xu] was widely known and resounded throughout the land.

This time, however, the suffix changed from "real person" to "true lord".

A difference of just one word can have completely different meanings.

Even more unfortunately, they are now enemies.

In a short time.

Fear, regret, anger and other emotions rose in their minds one after another.

Some people wanted to beg for mercy, but found that under that heavy pressure, even opening their mouths was a luxury.

Song Changsheng's icy gaze swept over the tens of thousands of rebel soldiers, and his voice boomed like thunder in their ears: "Those who offend the Southwest Alliance shall be executed!"

These words sent chills down the spines of all the rebels. Were they not even given the chance to surrender? Some, however, still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that Song Changsheng couldn't possibly kill them all, after all, there were over ten thousand of them.

In the past, Song Changsheng would not have gone to such extremes. At most, he would have killed cultivators above the Purple Mansion Realm and reduced lower-level cultivators to slavery, throwing them into tasks such as rebuilding and mining.

Cultivators are all high-quality laborers, so they should not be wasted.

But this time was different; what he hated most in his life was betrayal.

The Nine Realms of the Southwest have forged an indestructible Great Wall of Righteousness with their blood and flesh, protecting the peace of the entire border region and even the human cultivation world. These people not only do not think of repaying them, but they also dare to stab them in the back.

Even if it was manipulation, it is unforgivable.

If one's resolve is firm and one is free from evil thoughts, how can one become a puppet of others?
Today, he must use bloody facts to declare to everyone the fate of traitors!

"laugh"

As Song Changsheng wielded the Desolate Sky Halberd, it cleaved through the air, exuding murderous intent. With a flash of blood, thousands of rebel soldiers were reduced to blood mist by this single strike, their bodies and souls annihilated.

In an instant, everyone was terrified.

Song Changsheng showed no sign of stopping. He continued to swing his halberd, the sound of the crescent blade cutting through the air was incredibly clear, and each strike was extremely powerful.

The eerie, blood-red light fell erratically into the crowd, mercilessly reaping the lives of the rebels. Several Golden Core cultivators were also not spared; after their physical bodies were destroyed, their souls were imprisoned inside the [Desolate Sky Halberd].

In a short while, he slaughtered tens of thousands of rebels, and the ferocious aura emanating from the [Desolate Sky Halberd] seemed to intensify.

Even Hou Yu and the others were intimidated by Song Changsheng's ruthlessness, and none of them dared to meet his gaze.

Song Changsheng suppressed his killing intent and said in a deep voice, "The unrest in other places has also been quelled by me. Organize manpower as soon as possible to restore order to all sides. There must be no mistakes!"

Having said that, he tore through the void with his halberd and headed towards the Tianming Cultivation World where Ji Shinian was located.

After a long while, the members of the Nine Mysteries Sect finally recovered from their shock. Looking at the faint blood mist that had once again obscured the blazing sun, their hearts remained unsettled.

At this time, battle reports came from various Purple Mansion forces one after another, and all of them mentioned Song Changsheng at almost the same time.

In other words, Song Changsheng appeared in more than a dozen different places at the same time.

This seemingly absurd conclusion was not questioned by anyone.

No matter what it is, as long as it comes from Song Changsheng, they can now accept it calmly.

Clutching the battle reports, Hou Yu was filled with excitement. He had a vague feeling that supporting Song Changsheng in forming the Southwest Alliance might be the best decision he had ever made in his life, without a doubt!

……

Although the situation in the Jade Dragon Cultivation World is complicated, it can be quelled in the blink of an eye for Song Changsheng. The real trouble is yet to come.

From the moment he set off from Cangmang Peak, he had been trying to contact Ji Shinian, but had not received a response.

This is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous signal.

However, things shouldn't have gotten to the worst yet.

If Ji Shinian has already perished, it's impossible for the Myriad Manifestations Palace to remain indifferent. He is most likely trapped by something, but it's unknown what kind of enemy could possess such means.

Upon arriving at the Tianming Cultivation Realm, Song Changsheng heard a melodious tune. He could tell that it was the sound of some kind of conch shell being blown.

Along with the sound of conch shells, there was also a faint singing voice, which seemed to belong to a woman; it was ethereal, clear, and extremely penetrating.

He was speaking an ancient language he had never heard before.

At first, it sounded very difficult to pronounce, but after listening carefully for a while, he was unconsciously drawn in by the beautiful melody and melodious singing, and couldn't help but want to get closer to try to hear it more clearly.

As soon as he took his first step, Song Changsheng's Niwan Palace trembled, and his nascent soul emitted wisps of hazy mist, which startled him awake.

"A bewitching, seductive sound?"

He quickly shut off his hearing, but the song kept echoing in his mind, impossible to shake off.

"Wait, why is it so quiet?"

Song Changsheng looked around and found that the surrounding environment was as quiet as a dead zone, with not a single sound except for the singing.

He scanned the area with his divine sense and was shocked to find that all the humans, cultivators, insects, and wild beasts were asleep, with smiles on their faces.

"【Celestial Sound】, the innate divine ability of the Merfolk race, 【Celestial Sound】!"

A sudden flash of inspiration struck Song Changsheng, and he instantly understood everything.

This is a unique innate divine ability belonging only to women of the Merfolk race. Only the purest and most virtuous can master it. Most counterintuitively, this divine ability does not possess any destructive power.

It is the most authentic and pure voice of a Merfolk woman, capable of evoking a spiritual resonance, which is why people unconsciously become captivated by it.

Its original purpose was to purify the mind and soothe anger, and it was even praised as "the sound of heaven brings peace to the world".

Later, the Merfolk dominated the four seas, becoming tainted with too much violence and gradually losing their original innate authenticity and purity.

This has led to a decrease in the number of merfolk who can master this supernatural power, making them even rarer than members of the royal bloodline. This is the main reason why Song Changsheng did not take precautions at the beginning.

What puzzled him most was that only the purest and most virtuous people could master the [Heavenly Voice]. Why would such a person help the wicked and participate in war?
"It seems Fellow Daoist Ji is caught up in it."

Ji Shinian was in seclusion in the Tianming cultivation world to recuperate from his injuries, which was already the time when his vigilance was at its lowest. It was inevitable that he would be caught off guard by this sudden encounter.

However, this supernatural power is not lethal; in fact, it is beneficial to cultivation. Moreover, it is easily awakened by noise, so there is no need to worry too much about Ji Shinian's safety at present.

But now he is in the open while his enemy is in the shadows. Before he can figure out the enemy's exact strength, he dares not make a move rashly.

"With such a wide-ranging influence, their cultivation level must be above mine. It's impossible for Kongsang Lifeng and Kongsang Baijue to have such an existence under their command. Could it be that other forces are involved?"

Song Changsheng frowned slightly. The strength of the Merfolk was undoubtedly formidable, as they were able to succeed the Dragon Clan as the overlords of the Four Seas.

Each of the feudal lords possesses a strong foundation, while the Kong Sang Li Feng brothers belong to the relatively weaker category. Even so, they are already finding it somewhat difficult to cope.

If other feudal lords were to join the battle, they would become extremely passive in this war.

Just as he was about to ascertain the other party's strength before making any plans, a clear and melodious voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Since you've come, fellow Daoist, why not come and have a chat?"

...(End of this chapter)