Longzang

Chapter 1127 The Illusory Wind Calamity Arrives
The spirit palace was completed, eventually reaching a height of 120 zhang, majestic and ancient, with a sense of ancient wilderness.

The entire spiritual palace can be roughly divided into three levels. The lowest level is filled with all kinds of living beings, in various forms, many of which are things that even Wei Yuan has never seen or heard of before.

The middle level contains countless rituals, appearing and disappearing intermittently, which are the concrete manifestations of the Great Dao of this world.

The upper level is a state of chaos, constantly evolving, as if it were the beginning of the world, when chaos had just been broken and all things had not yet grown.

The upper, middle, and lower levels are clearly defined, with progressive meanings, gradually converging towards the origin of heaven and earth. The concept behind this spiritual palace is ridiculously lofty.

What kind of true spirit is worthy of this spiritual realm?

Wei Yuan didn't realize the absurdity of his idea at first. Seeing that the Spirit Mansion was complete, he stepped inside, wanting to explore it further.

The interior of the Spirit Mansion was a chaotic mess, as if even the established Dao of Heaven and Earth had dissipated and shattered, with surging chaotic energy everywhere. Wei Yuan's divine sense swept around, but it could only cover an area of ​​a few feet around him, so he had to fly around and inspect it one by one.

Unbeknownst to him, as he soared higher and higher, a young girl secretly slipped out of the Spirit Mansion through the door and vanished.

After searching for a full half hour, Wei Yuan even resorted to traps and schemes, such as feints and diversions, but he still couldn't find the true spirit.

In the end, Wei Yuan had no choice but to give up and slunk out of the Spirit Mansion.

At this moment, spiritual light continuously rose throughout the central city and on a number of inhabited islands overseas. Some of the light was so dense it was almost tangible, some flowed like rivers, and some scattered across the heavens and earth, rising and falling. Each ray of light signified that someone had cultivated a Dharma form, and surprisingly, a significant portion of them were various primordial beasts.

However, the Battle Saint Hall was quiet, and Lei Ling and Dugu Cangqiong remained motionless.

Wei Yuan didn't plan to wait any longer. The two were clearly still lacking in preparation, and waiting another ten days would be pointless. It was more important to quickly release the Heavenly Demon, ignite the seed of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, and re-enter the tribulation-crossing state.

As for opening a sliver of light in the sky, if we give all living beings hope every day, then it's no longer hope; it's just the gates of heaven being wide open.

The unimaginable decadence on the overseas paradise islands already shows that the saying "born in hardship, die in comfort" still holds true.

With a thought, Wei Yuan arrived at the secret courtyard where Yin and Yang resided.

At this moment, Xihe sat upright at the table, holding a cup of tea in one hand, while her fingertips continuously generated immortal swords, which she then flicked out one by one, shooting them towards the Yellow Springs Cave Heaven to seal the Heavenly Demon.

At this moment, there is still one last purple spot in the sky, which is the remaining spark of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation. Although it is not large, a single spark can start a prairie fire. As long as the Heavenly Demon is unsealed, the Heavenly Demon Tribulation will gradually return to its original state, and Wei Yuan will enter the tribulation state again and return to the nominal Dharma Aspect Perfection.

Upon seeing Wei Yuan arrive, Xi He smiled enigmatically, and a jade-colored immortal sword suddenly appeared at her fingertips!
Wei Yuan felt a strong sense of foreboding instantly. He only had time to shout "No!" before the immortal sword shot out, heading straight for his crotch!

In his own mental world, Wei Yuan was still very strong; as long as his divine sense kept up, he was almost omnipotent. That's why he teleported a step and narrowly avoided the sword strike.

After dodging, Wei Yuan realized why he had dodged in the first place.
Xihe's lips curled up slightly as she said, "Yes, why did you hide?"

The jade-colored flying sword instantly reached the heavens, skimming past the Yellow Springs Cave, severing something invisible with a single strike. The sealed demon suddenly felt as if something was missing from its body, and then the mysterious connection between itself and its birthplace vanished!

The purple spots in the sky suddenly began to fade, and then shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye until they disappeared.

Thus, to Wei Yuan's astonishment, the Heavenly Demon Tribulation came to an end, and Wei Yuan officially advanced to the Imperial Realm, stepping into the mid-stage Spirit Mansion Realm.

"Wait a minute, senior..."

"Call me 'sister'! You have no manners!"

Looking at the aloof and sharp-looking girl in front of him, who looked to be under eighteen, Wei Yuan felt that calling her "senior" was the proper thing to do, but calling her "sister" was really a bit embarrassing. He might as well just call her Xihe.

Wei Yuan was an unyielding person, and immediately said, "Sister Xihe..."

Xihe was then satisfied and said, "Speak."

Wei Yuan suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was the young girl Yin Yang. She was standing in a corner of the courtyard, trimming a rockery.

For some reason, Wei Yuan felt that something was off about the girl's Yin-Yang nature, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. However, there were more important matters at hand, so he had to put his doubts aside for the time being and said to Xi He with a wry smile, "...Why does Sister want to sever the karmic ties with the Heavenly Demon? That way, the Heavenly Demon Tribulation will end."

Xihe rolled her eyes at Wei Yuan and said, "I've been putting up with you for too long with these underhanded tricks! My Taichu Palace has always been upright and just, using force to suppress others. How come you've become so flashy and scheming? You're not bad now, so why are you holding back? If you have any complaints, just fight back! If I were still alive, I wouldn't even need to use my second sword to kill a lowly immortal like Cangwu!"

Wei Yuan looked helpless: "Yes, yes, that's right, sister is right! But I'm not sister, I'm not that invincible..."

Xihe, perhaps remembering that she was ultimately just a spirit, softened her tone and said, "Jialuo has already done enough for you. She wouldn't tell me how much she suffered, but I couldn't bear to see her suffer. This is a good opportunity to free her. From now on, she won't be a celestial demon, but rather Jialuo here." Xihe stood up, patted Wei Yuan's shoulder, and said, "You're good in every way, except that you're a bit weak-willed and not decisive enough. You must know that life is full of hardships and obstacles, and in times like these, there are only two words: Go for it!"

Wei Yuan suddenly had a wrong idea.

Xihe kicked him in the butt, sending him flying, clearly knowing that Wei Yuan had misunderstood.

The girl looked up at Wei Yuan as he walked away, lost in thought, though it was unclear whether she was truly pondering anything. In any case, she always wore a thoughtful, cold expression.

Xihe glanced back at her and said, "I'll go back and build the house first, then I'll come find you."

She leaped into the air and stood beneath the sky in the blink of an eye. Just as she was about to return to the Fourth Grotto Heaven, she suddenly saw a strange bright red patch appear on the horizon!

Even with Xihe's resolute will, her expression changed slightly!
Wei Yuan also realized something was wrong. He instantly withdrew his divine sense from the bustling world and flew directly to the sky above Qingming. There he saw that thin clouds like fish scales had appeared in the sky, each one shimmering with different colors of light.

This cloud covered an area of ​​thousands of miles, like a sea of ​​pearls hanging upside down in the sky, dazzling and beyond compare. As this sea constantly changed, its light flowed, like a living, ancient giant Kun, twisting its body as if about to overturn the world.

Wei Yuan's expression changed drastically. He recognized it as a tribulation cloud, but he didn't know what kind of tribulation cloud it was!
The Daoist scriptures of the Taichu Palace have never recorded any such tribulation clouds, so naturally they do not know what kind of heavenly tribulation they correspond to.

Wei Yuan never expected that the Heavenly Demon Tribulation had just passed when a new Heavenly Tribulation arrived instantly, giving him no time to prepare and not even a moment to catch his breath.

It's unclear whether this heavenly tribulation is aimed at the true spirit or the newly built spiritual palace. It's more likely that Wei Yuan attracted this heavenly tribulation because he cultivated the spiritual palace.

Wei Yuan's divine sense instantly reached the consciousness of all living beings in the bustling world, causing them to immediately stop cultivating and breaking through, and to all seek protection from the nearest immortal plants.

The Great Heavenly Tribulation is approaching; cultivating now is a dead end. The crowd, who were originally advancing bravely and diligently, suddenly sensed Wei Yuan's will and immediately fell into chaos. Wei Yuan instantly felt millions of panic, confusion, and fear.

Faced with this unprecedented tribulation, Wei Yuan's expression was solemn. He had already activated the divine power of the Azure Netherworld Stone, preparing to use the power of the entire realm to contend with it.

The scaly clouds in the sky grew brighter and more dazzling, and then patches of pale pink spring light fell down, like fluttering catkins, which transformed into mountain flowers, tender grass, new buds, clear streams and other spring scenes as they fell.

Even the wind carried the fresh scent of grass and trees.

Suddenly, Wei Yuan learned the name of this heavenly tribulation: the Spring Smoke and Illusory Wind Tribulation.

What kind of calamity is this?

Just as Wei Yuan was wondering what was going on, the first wisp of wind brushed against his body, blowing directly into his sea of ​​consciousness, entering the bustling world of various realms, circling around the beach, and then dissipating.

Wherever the breeze passes, wildflowers bloom in scattered patches, and even on the turbulent sea, green grass and spring flowers sprout, swaying with the waves, growing continuously until they cover an entire sea area.

The gentle breezes that followed completely disregarded Wei Yuan's unparalleled physical body even within the Imperial Realm, blowing directly into his sea of ​​consciousness. Each breeze was gentle, yet each had a different effect. For a moment, Wei Yuan was flustered, knowing that if these gentle breezes continued to blow like this, something terrible would surely happen.

There were quite a few pedestrians on the beach, but several people were suddenly frozen in place by the gentle breeze. Then, flower vines grew from their eye sockets and nostrils, and branches and leaves sprouted from their limbs. They were thus frozen in time and turned into human-shaped flowering trees swaying in the wind.

The island of paradise in the sea was simultaneously touched by multiple illusory winds, and spring immediately arrived on the island. Countless flowering trees and green branches began to grow from all directions. Everything on the island, whether it was tall buildings, flowers, birds, fish and people, all became the root nutrients for the flowering trees.

These flowering trees, layer upon layer, stand side by side, emitting strange pollen that drifts on the wind to distant places, silently seeping into every corner.

The entire island fell silent instantly. Power became intermittent, and most of the high-rise buildings went dark, their lights tightly enveloped by plants. The vines, as if alive, broke through from the outside, reaching into windows, corridors, stairwells... roaming, stirring, and finally silently devouring everything they could touch.

Only a few small shops on the street were still lit, but their lights flickered, appearing particularly lonely in this vibrant world, as if beating their final death beat.

Those on the island, living a life of debauchery, unknowingly lost their lives.

Wei Yuan was anxious and wanted to find Xi He to discuss countermeasures, but Xi He had disappeared without a trace. Wei Yuan had no other choice but to mobilize the power of the realm in an attempt to resist the heavenly tribulation.

However, this illusory wind tribulation was formless and intangible, rendering the power of the Azure Netherworld Realm completely ineffective; it was simply a matter of blocking nothing. The sky grew increasingly bright, and the falling wind had changed from pale pink to shimmering pink.

As the illusory winds multiplied, their target finally became clear: the Spirit Palace!
This heavenly tribulation was not for any other purpose than to destroy the spiritual palace, and it was specifically designed to restrain true spirits that had already formed and established their palaces. Wei Yuan was also somewhat puzzled as to what kind of true spirit he had cultivated that required the most simple, unadorned, and commonplace vitality of spring to restrain it.

In other words, Wei Yuan's true spirit was likely suppressed by the earth's rejuvenation.

(End of this chapter)