Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

All Song Jingxiu could give Song Changsheng was a rough area on a nautical chart, which looked like a small red circle, but was actually tens of thousands of miles in diameter.

The few warships scattered among them were like a few pebbles scattered in a desert, inconspicuous.

Fortunately, he had already placed a restriction on Xu Miaoyin, so that the two would sense each other as long as they were within a certain range.

Upon arriving at the designated sea area, before he could even confirm the direction, he sensed an immense power erupting from the distance.

He was certain that the person who made the move was a Nascent Soul level expert.

This sea area originally belonged to the Mirage Demon Clan under Kongsang Lifeng's command. After the Demon Lord Mirage Cloud's physical body was severed in the great battle and his true spirit fled, the entire Mirage Demon Clan disappeared without a trace, and did not even participate in the final battle.

There are only three possibilities for a fifth-tier expert to appear in this place at this time.

First, there's the Crimson Owl Demon Lord who escaped earlier, and second, there's the White Deacon who's in charge of the Heavenly Black Market.

These two people rarely appear in public, so how could he have run into them by chance?
He couldn't believe such a coincidence could happen.

The only special thing about this sea area is Xu Miaoyin. The only person who would come specifically for her is the Shadow True Lord, whose wanted poster is on the Shadow Pavilion's list!
But whichever the possibility, that would be a Nascent Soul level expert, capable of wiping out an entire archipelago with ease, let alone a small fleet with only a Purple Mansion cultivator in charge.

With this thought in mind, Song Changsheng was extremely anxious and rushed to the scene as quickly as possible.

Just as they set off, an even more powerful force erupted in that direction.

The two works were separated by only a moment, clearly not by the same person; the latter even carried a hint of familiarity.

"Could I have guessed wrong?" Song Changsheng wondered, but he did not slow down at all. Regardless of whether they were coming for Xu Miaoyin, the sudden appearance of two Nascent Soul True Monarchs of unknown identity fighting in the near sea was no small matter.

The journey of ten thousand miles was completed in an instant, just as True Monarch Youying was preparing to kill the fleet.

Looking at the family flags fluttering below, Song Changsheng was filled with rage. Upon confirming the other party's identity, he also felt a murderous intent.

"Thunder be summoned!"

"Snapped"

Electricity danced wildly, stretching for thousands of miles, beneath the dark clouds lay a vast, blue ocean of thunder.

Despite losing the initiative, True Monarch Youying, being a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, did not lose his composure.

His mastery of the [Great Dao of Space] had reached a minor level, allowing him to maneuver effortlessly through the vast ocean of lightning, easily avoiding all the falling bolts.

At the same time, he was also rapidly trying to figure out the identity of the newcomer.

There are very few Nascent Soul True Monarchs with names and surnames in the border regions, and he knows them all to some extent. Among them, half of them are proficient in thunder magic.

But the one most deeply involved with that lowly maid's daughter was only...

"Song Changsheng!"

Enveloped in lightning, the Shadow True Monarch's hair and beard bristled, resembling a furious lion.

Before coming here, he had specifically investigated Song Changsheng, with his past achievements being of paramount importance.

The more he learned about him, the more alarmed he became. He couldn't understand why such a prodigy would suddenly emerge from such a wild and barren place as the border.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch who is less than three hundred years old, let alone the border regions, no one in the entire Southern Continent can match him. Perhaps only those unparalleled top-tier forces and the five holy lands have the potential to have a genius who can rival him.

What shocked him even more was Song Changsheng's terrifying record.

From winning the Five Academies Grand Competition to becoming invincible below the Nascent Soul stage, less than a hundred years passed in between.

When the demon race invaded, he killed more than thirty demon kings in one battle. During the final battle, he broke through the enemy lines and killed a demon who was suspected to be a Nascent Soul cultivator.

And this was far from his limit. After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, he was involved in almost every major battle, facing powerful enemies whose cultivation was above his own. Even a high-grade demon lord like Kongsang Baijue, who had the advantage of a great formation, was eventually killed by a joint effort.

He never underestimated any opponent, even though Song Changsheng was nearly a thousand years younger than him.

In this respect, there is one person who is very similar to him, namely the Lone Shadow True Lord who has been fighting openly and covertly for hundreds of years.

Their cultivation levels were similar, and they all agreed that Song Changsheng's strength was no less than, and perhaps even greater than, theirs.

Although the intelligence was vague about the relationship between Song Changsheng and Xu Miaoyin, he had already realized that this would be a stumbling block.

Therefore, upon receiving the intelligence, he immediately rushed to the East China Sea, even though the sea area where Xu Miaoyin was located was close to a top-tier black market, which posed a great danger to him. After a brief period of observation, he still made the decision to take action.

Because he had realized that this might be his only chance.

He knew his old rival all too well; the other party would only find out Xu Miaoyin's identity sooner, and would not ignore Song Changsheng, his natural ally.

After all, this young man was as dazzling as the bright moon surrounded by stars.

Once Song Changsheng keeps Xu Miaoyin by his side, he will have no chance of succeeding.

Clearly, his desperate gamble paid off, and he found the lowly maid's daughter before Song Changsheng could.

Between Nascent Soul cultivators, a single move of initiative can sometimes determine the outcome of a battle.

But to his utter surprise, Xu Miaoyin possessed such a treasure protecting her, causing all his plans to vanish like a bubble.

He hates.

I hate myself for not raising my child well!
I hate Gu Ying for kicking me when I'm down!

but.

His anger did not cloud his judgment; fighting here would be at a great disadvantage, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

"break!"

A seven-foot-long beam of light shot out, like a heavy hammer, easily shattering the vast ocean of thunder.

"Swish"

With a flash, he disappeared into the shadows covered by dark clouds, leaving no trace.

He was able to escape from the Shadow Pavilion's encirclement and pursuit, not only because of the inaction of the other elders, but also because of his unpredictable and stealthy concealment skills.

His domain is the land where light does not reach!

The dark cloud that Song Changsheng summoned actually became an asset to him.

"buzz"

Just as he was about to leave the battlefield silently, the surrounding space suddenly trembled violently, and his figure appeared in the turbulent spatial ripples.

It's like a wave hitting a hidden reef beneath the surface.

The reefs may be invisible, but the changes created by the water ripples cannot be concealed.

True Monarch Youying suddenly turned around and saw a towering tree that had appeared in the sky at some unknown time. Its roots were planted in the void, and its canopy pierced through the dark clouds, covering a thousand miles, like a huge net.

Its trunk is as thick as ten people could hug, and its bark resembles dense dragon scales, radiating a dazzling golden light.

The ever-expanding ripples in space reveal that it was this that caused all of this.

More accurately, it was the figure standing beneath the vast canopy of trees. The Shadow True Monarch's apprehension deepened.

Although they had exchanged blows several times, there was still a great distance between them, and the space affected by it was far more than a thousand miles.
His greatest reliance was thus exposed by Song Changsheng.

"How did he do it?"

Youying Zhenjun was completely baffled. His mastery of spatial arts had reached a minor level, but his influence was far less than that.

Could it be that Song Changsheng's mastery of the Dao of Space far surpasses his own?
But he's only at the early Nascent Soul stage!

That's impossible, of course. Song Changsheng's mastery of spatial arts is actually a step behind Youying's.

All of this was made possible entirely by the Heavenly Dao Tree.

The Heavenly Tree is the external manifestation of his [Boundless Great Dao]. To put it bluntly, it is the "Dao" itself. Normally, this is a power that only a Nascent Soul Supreme can control, but he stumbled upon it entirely by accident.

Although it was a clever trick, the immense power it possessed was undeniable.

Later, it merged with Song Changsheng's fake infant to become the second nascent soul dharma form. Through the tempering of real battles, it gradually mastered its power.

What we've shown so far is just the tip of the iceberg.

The principle is very simple: each Dao flower on the crown of the Tongtian Dao Tree can be regarded as an "amplifier" of its corresponding Dao. As long as the corresponding power is exerted through the Dao flower, it can be amplified.

It can be at least doubled.

This is why True Monarch Youying had the misconception that Song Changsheng's mastery of the Dao of Space was superior to his own.

"Great Supernatural Power: Drawing a Circle on the Ground as a Prison"

After forcing out the true form of the Shadow Lord, Song Changsheng reached out and drew a perfect circle in the air.

This circle, less than three inches in diameter, expanded rapidly, soon encompassing an area of ​​thousands of miles, forming a flawless spatial cage.

Both sides have very clear objectives.

True Monarch Youying did not want to get entangled here any longer, because the spatial fluctuations caused by the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators spread over a wide area. The Heavenly-level Black Market of the Shadow Pavilion was less than 10,000 miles away from here. Once the Nascent Soul True Monarch guarding there noticed it, he would definitely come to investigate.

Bai Wuyou's cultivation level was similar to his. He was a direct disciple of the Shadow Pavilion's "inner chamber" and his loyalty to the Shadow Pavilion was far beyond what he and Guying could match. Once he learned of the news, he would definitely not let this "traitor" go.

In addition, there is the Wanxiang Palace. No matter who comes to his aid, it will be a devastating disaster for him.

The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous the situation will become for him.

Song Changsheng was also aware of this, so he was not in a hurry to compete with Youying Zhenjun.

He had already sent messages to both the White Butler guarding the Heavenly Black Market and the Myriad Manifestations Palace. They would arrive soon after receiving the message. He only needed to trap True Monarch Youying here for a short while to secure victory, without needing to take any risks.

As a high-ranking figure in the Shadow Pavilion, True Monarch Youying was no ordinary person. He dared to take a desperate gamble to kill Xu Miaoyin, having already made the worst-case scenario preparations beforehand.

With a flick of his sleeve, he summoned a broken bronze sword.

The broken sword was covered in rust, gleaming with a faint light, and dried dark red blood could still be faintly seen at the blade.

It looked like an ordinary, broken weapon, without any fluctuation of power.

Without hesitation, True Monarch Youying slammed his right palm into his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His blood was not as bright red as normal people's; instead, it was somewhat dark.

The still-warm blood poured onto the broken bronze sword, and the sword seemed to have encountered sulfuric acid, making a "sizzling" sound and emitting a cloud of pungent white mist.

Large patches of patina corroded the broken sword, eventually revealing its original appearance. Although the surface was somewhat pitted and uneven, the sharpness it displayed after absorbing the essence of blood was breathtaking.

Song Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.

The moment he saw the broken sword, he felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't quite place it.

When the patina completely disappeared and the power of the seal was activated, he was horrified to discover that this broken sword was none other than the supreme treasure of humanity's destiny, the [Human King Sword]!
The reason it felt familiar was because he had also come into contact with the remains of the [Chengyuan Sword], and more than once. Its appearance was even worse than the one in the hands of True Monarch Youying.

The strength of the two is also incomparable.

"Chong"

The Shadow Lord raised the broken sword in his hand, which had no tip. The clanging sword sound soared into the sky, bursting out with sharp sword energy that stirred the wind and clouds.

"click click"

The surrounding space groaned under the onslaught of sword energy.

This was clearly the first time he had used this broken sword. Like the original Chengyuan Sword, it contained a powerful force of destiny.

This power comes from the people of a destroyed immortal dynasty. They witnessed the fall of the human king and the collapse of the dynasty. In endless resentment and despair, they poured their last bit of luck into the broken sword in the human king's hand.

After absorbing the essence and blood of True Monarch Youying, its power, which had been dormant for many years, was revived.

This sword strike reminded Song Changsheng of the sword strike he used to break through the Kongsang Bai Jue's [Nine Dragons Stabilizing the Sea Formation].

That sword strike was called "The Song of National Mourning".

All of this is so familiar.

Amidst the clanging of swords, the chimes resounded, and the mournful and tragic bugle calls echoed across the battlefield, followed by the awe-inspiring war drums, each beat seemingly striking his heart.

The sword was drawn, like the mournful song of ten thousand soldiers; the nation was collapsing, and heaven and earth grieved together.

"laugh"

This sword strike, devoid of dazzling light, resembled a final, desperate charge by countless fallen heroes, singing a mournful song against the enemy.

Song Changsheng turned the tide of battle with this sword back then; now, it's his turn to face it.

"Great Divine Power [Flowers Bloom in an Instant]"

Countless golden lotuses bloomed in the air, forming an indestructible barrier.

"Swish"

An invisible sword aura swept past, shattering large swathes of the golden lotus. Song Changsheng stood beneath the vast canopy of the Heavenly Dao Tree, his gaze calm and unwavering.

New golden lotuses kept forming, but they couldn't slow down the sword energy in the slightest.

Just as he was preparing to unleash the [Third Killing Formation Under Heaven] within his body for a desperate last stand.

The sword energy suddenly changed direction and struck the thick trunk of the Tongtian Dao Tree. The tree crown trembled violently, and the spatial cage shattered instantly.

Then, the broken sword in the Shadow True Monarch's hand transformed into a streak of light, rushing straight towards the warship where Xu Miaoyin was below. He then tore through space with his backhand and fled at top speed without looking back...

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P.S.: It's almost the end of the month again, and I still owe you all 11,000 words of updates. I'll post two chapters tomorrow. (End of Chapter)