The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 220 All Things
In the Upper Xuan Sea, after a violent storm, the waves subsided, and monsters emerged from the water. A sea serpent swam quietly beneath the seaweed. It slowly opened its eyes, and its vertical pupils began to swell. For the first time, it could clearly see the world before it, a world that had previously been obscure to its full potential.

Its bloodline was extremely shallow, so thin that it was almost non-existent. Its ancestral blood was growing stronger in an unknowable way. A magnificent god appeared in its mind, with two snakes, one green and one white, guarding a figure that it recognized as extremely strange.

Even though it didn't know what was in front of it, it spontaneously uttered in its heart, "Xuan Yuan above!"

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Deep in the ocean, in the magnificent Dragon Palace, a branch of a red coral spirit tree trembled almost imperceptibly. Its originally ignorant spirit suddenly evolved into will upon contact with a drop of seawater, and it became a sentient being, generally referred to as a demon.

It silently recited its innermost perception in the language of trees: "Xuan Yuan above!"

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Far from the sea, a water ape had just been born to its mother. A light rain was falling from the sky. As a drop of rain fell on its forehead, the little ape silently recited in its heart: "Xuan Yuan above!"

At the border of the Li Xuan and Xuan Seas, in the Demon Palace, Li Xuan Yue, who had been meditating cross-legged, opened her eyes. Her aura was smooth and unified. She silently chanted, "Xuan Yuan above, this disciple's cultivation has reached its peak, and the time for my destiny has come! I will go to the cave heaven at the junction of the Li Xuan and Xuan Seas. I hope that your spirit in heaven will protect this disciple and that this journey will be auspicious!"

After saying that, she stood up, turned her head, and transformed into a streak of light, flying away into the sky.

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Within the Nine Continents, in the realm of the Supreme Void Ten Thousand Cauldrons, immortal light and mist, clouds and rain, disciples travel between spiritual fields and treasure lands, each using their Daoist arts to nurture spiritual plants.

A true cultivator disciple was patrolling the various domains when he encountered another true cultivator and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Wen, what brings you to my territory?"

The female cultivator chuckled lightly, "What, Senior Brother Zhao, do you dislike me disturbing your peace? Then I'll be leaving."

“Oh, that’s not what I meant.” The cultivator surnamed Zhao quickly smiled and changed the subject, “It’s just that the weather in my jurisdiction has been unpredictable lately, and it’s quite mentally taxing to take care of this area of ​​over a thousand miles.”

"Senior Brother Zhao, you also have this situation?" The woman surnamed Wen stopped smiling. "I originally thought it was just a normal change in wind and rain and seasons in a thousand miles, but I didn't expect that even though our jurisdictions are tens of thousands of miles apart, we still have this situation."

"In that case, it's likely that some subtle changes in the Qi realm have occurred throughout our region. I think we should report this to the sect and let the senior disciples decide."

“That makes sense. Then let’s submit a joint report to increase its credibility. I’ve heard from several other fellow disciples that they have similar experiences, so it must be due to a major change in the Qi of a certain path.”

"I wonder how many territories have been affected. Even the slightest change in weather could result in the loss of spiritual plants in our thousands of medicinal gardens, enough to support thousands of true cultivators!" the man surnamed Zhao sighed.

The woman surnamed Wen smiled and comforted them, "We just need to take care of our own thousand miles of land. Why think so much? The spiritual lands guarded by the hundreds of families in the lower realms don't have immortal arrays to regulate the wind and clouds of heaven and earth. If it really affects the entire realm, they will be the ones who suffer even more!"
However, I've heard that several more spiritual plant spirits have recently appeared in the families of the lower realms. I'm afraid the number of disciple slots for this recruitment will increase considerably. Senior Brother Zhao's family also has over a dozen true cultivators; he should be able to secure one more spot for a disciple entering the mountain!

"Hehe, thank you for your kind words, Junior Sister. However, there are hundreds of families and thousands of cultivators in the lower realms. With the three great families ahead of us, my small family can only think about passing on our traditions."

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In the Heavenly Demon Path, within a vast swamp, thunder roared as a hundred-foot-tall water crocodile demon underwent its transformation tribulation. Bolts of lightning struck its flesh, charring even its demonic body.

The three demon generals beside them watched quietly without offering any assistance.

One of the three demon generals, with a dark face and a bloated body, spoke up: "Judging from its appearance, it has probably killed too many living beings and eaten too much blood. I'm afraid it may not be able to survive the tribulation!"

"Alas, our Evil Water Marsh is a small place, only tens of thousands of miles in circumference. The number of demons is limited, and there is no Golden Core Demon King inheritance. A few days ago, we recruited eighteen demon generals and more than a million demons."

However, according to several demon kings, it's likely that another batch will be recruited soon. The Demon Sect at the front has sent more people; it's said that six out of the nine Demon Sect factions have come, totaling over a thousand Foundation Establishment demon cultivators and hundreds of thousands of Qi Refining demon cultivators.

Even three or five Golden Core cultivators have come!

"Could the rumors be true? The Demon Emperor really..."

"How dare you! How dare you speak ill of the Demon Emperor? Are you out of your mind?" The demon general beside him was so frightened that he immediately stopped him and said, "No matter how many people the Heavenly Luo Demon Sect has, our demon realm is not afraid."

However, once such a great war between our two realms begins, it won't stop for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Rumble..."

The thunderous roar brought them back to reality, only to find the hundred-foot-tall crocodile paralyzed in the swamp, its flesh charred black and its breath extremely weak, clearly not about to survive.

Seeing this, the three demons lost interest and turned away without looking back.

Heavy rain accompanied by thunder fell, the drizzle pattering on the giant crocodile, causing its previously unconscious paws to tremble slightly, startling the carnivores who had gathered around it in the rain.

The giant crocodile opened its flat, massive jaws and gasped for breath, "Xuan...Yuan...is...above..."

The rain gradually gathered, allowing the giant crocodile to slowly regain its life. Covered in mud, its flesh and bones gradually healed, and in a mysterious light interwoven with black and white, it gradually transformed into a strong middle-aged man. He raised his hand and looked at the human body and arm in front of him, a smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

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At the Myriad Swords Immortal Sect, on Sword Mountain, countless ancient and broken iron pieces are scattered. Even as a torrential rain falls, many disciples on Sword Mountain still try to comprehend the sword intent, hoping to persuade others to take away a precious sword left behind by their predecessors.

One of the pale blue longswords was stuck in the hard ancient stone. Drops of rain gradually clung to the sword, causing it to suddenly open up and rise into the sky, releasing countless sword intents and eliciting the cries of countless silent swords on Sword Mountain.

An elderly true cultivator watched in disbelief as the precious sword chose him from among hundreds of disciples, dimmed its light, and fell into his hand.

The surrounding disciples were shocked and in uproar. No one could believe that this old disciple with mediocre spiritual roots and ordinary cultivation could actually gain the approval of the treasure sword passed down by the True Man!
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Before the gate to the Great Desire Buddha Realm, above the boundless sea of ​​suffering, rain fell incessantly from the sky. A Buddhist disciple attained enlightenment in the sea of ​​suffering, remaining silent there for a thousand years. Until today, when the heavy rain fell on the sea, he finally gained enlightenment, stepping on lotus blossoms with each step, crossing this boundless sea of ​​suffering, and heading towards the Great Desire Buddha Realm.

In the Heavenly Thunder Prison, countless extremely vicious criminals were bound by layers of thunderous chains. Under the rolling thunder, they could only endure the baptism of lightning day after day. As raindrops fell, these people let out painful howls in the midst of the thunder.

One of the boys was struck by lightning, his flesh ripped open, exposing his bones. He cried out in pain, and a drop of rain fell into his mouth and he swallowed it.

...In the Tianluo Demon Sect, in a dark blood pool, countless evil creatures fought each other in the pool's inner world, while a true cultivator sat calmly above the pool, watching the battle with indifference.

Only the strong can become his blood spirit!
An underground river flowed through the area, and a drop of its water merged into the blood pool. The most powerful three-eyed blood spirit suddenly gained sentience during the battle. It frantically devoured all the evil creatures and finally climbed out of the blood pool.

He bowed his head and submitted to the demonic cultivator before him.

Seeing this, the demonic cultivator was quite pleased and said, "You seem to have a high level of intelligence. It was worth it for me to create you with the blood of tens of thousands of mortals! I'll make sure you shine on the next trip to the Heavenly Demon Path!"

"After~"

The Three-Eyed Blood Spirit seemed to understand his words, and excitedly raised its head and roared, its roar mingling with the rampant laughter of the demonic cultivators, making everyone who heard it tremble with fear.

Their shadows, illuminated by the dim fire by the pool, were projected onto the wall and appeared extremely ferocious. But at that moment, the Three-Eyed Blood Spirit suddenly opened its three pupils, and three straight beams of blood-red light pierced through the demonic cultivator's shadow in front of it. Its eyes were filled with incredulous terror.

Unfortunately, before he could unleash the God-Slaying Demon Restriction, his true essence was frozen in place, and he could only watch helplessly as the three-eyed blood spirit he had painstakingly nurtured climbed toward him with its terrifyingly long and thin claws.

On the cave wall, the Three-Eyed Blood Spirit swung its claws, splitting the demonic cultivator's body into two pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, and a miserable scream rang out. The demonic cultivator's body was swallowed by the Three-Eyed Blood Spirit in just a few breaths.

Blood Spirit's hazy, confused consciousness gradually cleared, and he silently chanted, "By Xuan Yuan above..."

The dark flames in the cave went out one by one. The three-eyed blood spirit hesitated for a moment, then its blood light merged and transformed into the appearance of the demonic cultivator. As it crawled, it gradually became bipedal and left the dark cave.

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In the Corpse-Eating Cave, a True Cultivator was cultivating Corpse Gu in the Insect Gu Cave. He did not notice that a torrential rain was falling outside the cave. Raindrops seeped into the cave from the soil, and one raindrop somehow managed to pierce through the layers of array restrictions and fall onto a scorpion.

In its ignorance, the little purple scorpion instinctively began slaughtering other Gu worms. It was tireless in its killing spree, devouring the most toxic parts of its kind. Its body was also growing bigger and bigger, from the size of a finger to the size of a palm, and then to the size of an arm, before it broke out of this Gu worm territory.

The cultivator outside the cave was overjoyed to see the purple scorpion and exclaimed, "What a wonderful insect! It's probably a rare, once-in-a-century poisonous scorpion king! Quickly follow me to pay our respects to the True Immortal!"

He said he would use his supernatural powers to take him down.

Unexpectedly, a long purple thread shot out from the end of the purple scorpion's tail, piercing through the layers of magical light surrounding the cultivator before him and passing right through his brow.

Then the scorpion hissed twice. If the cultivator before him still possessed a primordial spirit and knew the language of Gu worms, he would have clearly heard the scorpion say, "By Xuan Yuan above..."

In the heavy rain, the scorpion gradually shrank and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

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Above the Heavenly Palace, in the vast void, in a tranquil space, tens of thousands of precious mirrors floated, each displaying a different scene, none of them alike.

These images are all examples of the aforementioned anomalies.

Taiyin Zhenjun stood aside, watching this scene calmly, and asked, "Now, do you have any other methods?"

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Xu Ling could not hide his shock and said, "This...it's all too late!"

No one can stop it now.

My Void Heaven Divine Mirror captures the images of all things under heaven. With your position and that of the sun, I have searched everywhere under the sun and moon, and in this short time, I have captured thousands of places. No one can truly find the consciousness of Li Yuan, the True Cultivator of Yuan Shui!
As long as the true consciousness called "Li Yuan" cannot be found, then the combination of Xuanming Yuanshui, combined with the virtue of water, will permeate the Dao of all things, making it utterly unstoppable.

"Since you, Yu Du of the Primordial Second Path, are helpless, it seems that we can only wait for now. If he wants to ascend to the position of True Lord, he must gather his wisdom, ascend to the Heavenly Palace, and be granted life!"

Even if someone possesses the Xuanming rank, it's impossible for them to bestow the True Lord's decree on their own. Only when that time comes can we capture them, erase their consciousness, and their Xuan Yuan will fall into our hands. The Taiyin True Lord said coldly.

"But what if this minor cultivator fails to become a True Monarch and remains stuck in the lower realm?" True Monarch Xuling pondered for a moment before asking.

"Not becoming a True Lord?" True Lord Taiyin was surprised. "Even if he doesn't want to attain the position, Xuanming will not allow him to remain unascended."

After pondering for a moment, True Lord Xuling asked again, "But what if Xuanming abandons everything, even the position of True Lord? After all, the Heavenly Palace, the Seven Lives, and even the title of True Lord were all determined by the four of you. If he were to carry out a great undertaking that changes the world, then the True Lords of the world might become Immortal Lords, or even beings unknown to us?"

Taiyin Zhenjun was silent for a moment after hearing this, "If that day truly comes, then this world will no longer need us to worry about it!"

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The True Yang Sect's Sun True Lord sat high on his throne, looking at the three True Men of the Three Profound Immortal Sect before him, and said with a soft laugh: "It's time to let them out. Since we can no longer stop the myriad divisions of the Profound Origin, let's lend them a helping hand."

"Yu Xuan, Ming Zhe, you two carry my divine decree, ascend back to the Heavenly Palace, and deliver them to the Lesser Yang and Lesser Yin paths."

The Ten Directions Sect's Master Yu Xuan and Master Ming Zhe of Geng Xuan Mountain both respectfully replied, "Yes! We will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

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Inside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Gui Yin sat cross-legged on the pale blue Gui Pool. He guided his mind to the Gui Water, silently reciting the Xuan Yuan Incantation, and then said, "I beseech Xuan Yuan!"

The next moment, the water in the Gui Pool in front of him seemed to boil, surging up and merging into primordial water in mid-air, forming a human shape.

Li Yuan's consciousness manifested, and looking at Gui Yin who was bowing to him, he asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"By Xuan Yuan above! May I ask my ancestor, True Lord, if there will ever be a day when he can rise above the world again and escape this suppression?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan chuckled softly, "Since True Lord Guishui has lent me his position, I am certainly not someone who forgets his roots and is ungrateful."

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(End of this chapter)