The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 545 Horror Stories of the Cultivation World

Thanks to Shuangjun's unprecedentedly serious warning, Wang Wu emerged from the depression with extreme caution, carefully observing his surroundings, feeling that nowhere was safe.

In fact, he wasn't just scaring himself.

He truly felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had a thorn in his back.

So he peeked out of the depression for only a moment before shrinking back in.

After thinking it over, he decided to wait another thousand years. During this thousand years, he would use Yin Fire and Evil Wind to evolve the first-series demon core.

It's worth mentioning that the evolution of Yin Fire and Evil Wind isn't limited to the Creation Fire Spirit Pill and Creation Wind Spirit Pill; other spirit pills can also be used, but these two are the best choices and have the greatest advantages.

The true evolution of the three calamities requires the complete evolution of all forces across the three sequences.

This is a long road.

Therefore, it was no surprise that the first-order demon core that evolved dealt him a heavy blow.

Although it wasn't as desperate as using the Wood Spirit Pill to evolve Yang Thunder, it was definitely incredibly slow.

Moreover, the five demon cores must evolve simultaneously, because the first sequence is a whole.

This level of difficulty is absolutely terrifying.

Wang Wu anticipates that the evolution will occur in a cycle of one thousand years.

As a result, in just one cycle, he had to spend a full five thousand years.

It's like being stuck in the mud, completely trapped.

The key is not to rush; one must remain calm. The Five Elements Puppy Formation cannot be activated too quickly to avoid triggering any unusual activity...

Fortunately, he eventually completed this cycle of evolution.

That is, all the Yin Fire is transformed into the Qi and Blood of the Demon Core, and then a portion of the Qi and Blood of the Demon Core is transformed into Yin Fire.

The results were quite good.

His lifespan increased by 10,000 years, and the five demon cores in the first sequence each advanced one rank.

This is equivalent to indirect spiritual practice.

In addition, Wang Wu also achieved his desired goal.

That is, of the three auxiliary supernatural abilities in the first sequence, except for Spiritual Aura Insight, the other two have increased significantly.

The original Level 9 Forgetting and Level 9 Warning have both been upgraded to Level 15 in one go.

These are all Heavenly Grade Divine Powers, with extremely high weight below the Great Luo and Half-Step Great Luo levels.

With these two, passive concealment and danger perception become mere pre-existing safeguards.

"This time it should be safe, right?"

With great vigilance, Wang Wu climbed out of the depression again after five thousand years. What terrified and frustrated him was that in just five thousand years, the area of ​​the depression had shrunk by one-fifth. At this rate, in at most another twenty thousand years, the depression would no longer be a depression and would be covered by the Heavenly Laws.

"Thirteen thousand years have passed, and the cultivation world has truly changed."

The level 15 forgetfulness and level 15 warning effects are quite good. As soon as he came out of the depression, he could immediately see a faint seven-colored glow spreading between heaven and earth.

This seven-colored glow was something that ordinary mortals, even cultivators, and even Earth Immortals and Taiyi cultivators could not see. Wang Wu even estimated that even Shuangjun could not see it, because she was also surrounded by a small amount of seven-colored glow, but it was very little, very faint, and was dissipating.

This is the effect of the depression.

If the depression could have remained, perhaps eventually these colorful rays of light would have dissipated.

As for Wang Wu himself, he examined him carefully and found nothing.

This is not because he is special, but because he has been quietly lying dormant for the past 13,000 years, unlike Frost Lord, who has been traveling around searching for him for the past 6,000 years.

Of course, in the first six thousand years, the Heavenly Laws were not strict enough, the cultivation world was not prosperous enough, and the number of seven-colored rays of light was small, so she did not get much of it. Only now does she have the opportunity to let it dissipate.

"Level 27 passive stealth + level 15 forgetfulness should provide some degree of immunity to the effects of the seven-colored glow, but everything has its limits, so please remember that."

Wang Wu carefully observed the area while avoiding the place where the seven-colored glow was most intense.

Just as he expected, as long as the seven-colored glow was very faint, it basically wouldn't touch him, giving him the feeling of passing through a garden of flowers without a single petal sticking to him.

However, in any town or village inhabited by ordinary people, there is an extremely strong seven-colored glow, which is also present on ordinary people, though not often.

Only cultivators would have such intense seven-colored radiance on their bodies.

It's like a little monster that keeps emitting radiation, spreading radiation wherever it goes.

"This thing seems to have evolved from the five elements of the human world, matched with spiritual energy, and crafted using a standard formula. Is it a traceable spiritual energy currency with anti-counterfeiting features?"

"These Great Luo Immortals are indeed terrifying. I used to ignore them and not care, but once they get serious, they are truly inescapable, no matter where they are in the world. I, a dignified Taiyi Eighth-Order True Immortal, am like a mortal trapped in a horror story in the face of such a setup, humble, weak and helpless."

Wang Wu was filled with emotion. He even doubted whether he could find the sage of the Imperial Observatory, or even if he could, what difference would it make? The seven-colored light emanating from such a being would probably be so dense that it would blot out the sky.

Let alone getting close, even a glance will have an impact.

For a moment, Wang Wu felt quite desperate. It was like rebelling in a country where national power was growing and various systems were interconnected—there was no chance.

He had even considered giving up, wondering if he should turn back and ask Frost Lord for help?
But at that moment, he saw something significant happening in the eastern sky. The endless, colorful rays of light seemed to come alive and began to gather in that direction.

In no time, the colorful glow that had filled the surroundings disappeared completely.

In the far east, it was as if the sun was rising and a great star was falling to earth. That place—wait, could it be that someone is about to ascend to heaven?

Wang Wu was taken aback, but immediately felt that his chance had come. Otherwise, with the seven-colored light enveloping everything, he would have had no room to maneuver and would be unable to play the game. But now, taking advantage of the fact that all the seven-colored light was gathered in one place, he quickly sneaked into the human town and overheard the conversations of dozens of cultivators. He basically figured it out: there really was a cultivator who was about to ascend. It was said that a genius named Crimson Serpent Fairy was about to undergo tribulation and ascend to immortality in less than five hundred years since her birth, which was simply breaking the record for the fastest ascension in the history of the cultivation world.

Wang Wu immediately realized that this so-called Red Serpent Fairy might also be a prophet from the Imperial Observatory, but he didn't know how skilled she was.

He boldly transformed into a gentle breeze and headed east, ready to escape back to the low-lying area at any moment.

However, the further east he went, the more he realized that the Crimson Fairy of the East could not absorb all the seven-colored light of the entire cultivation world. In fact, in such a short time, the speed at which she absorbed the seven-colored light was rapidly decreasing, and some of the seven-colored light had even overflowed and flowed back and dissipated.

Seeing this, Wang Wu dared not hesitate any longer and turned to run back, like a stray dog, utterly disheveled.

No sooner had he fled back to the depression than most of the seven-colored light gathered by the Crimson Serpent Fairy burst forth with a bang, instantly covering the heavens and the earth.

In the end, the Crimson Fairy absorbed and condensed less than one-five-hundredth of the seven-colored radiance.

Mudd!

It turns out to be a pretty but useless thing.

Wang Wu complained, but refused to step out of the depression. He hid on the edge and spied on the entire cultivation world, feeling very frustrated.

A few days later, he saw the result as expected: the Crimson Serpent Fairy failed her ascension tribulation and turned to ashes.

The seven-colored glow of the Great Luo is not so easy to obtain; if the conditions are not met, there will be a backlash.

The good news is that the cultivation world is now thriving, and the minimum threshold for transcending tribulations and ascending to immortality is so low that basically every year one or two cultivators can begin to transcend tribulations. The success rate is about fifty percent, meaning that for every one who succeeds, one must die, and for every two who succeed, two must die.

It felt like I was being manipulated from behind the scenes.

Even the one who successfully ascends will likely suffer a tragic fate, forced to serve as a servant, eunuch, maid, or stable boy in the various celestial realms...

They can't even reach the threshold of heavenly soldiers and generals.

Only those who meet the standards set by the Imperial Observatory will receive the green light and rise rapidly through the ranks.

In short, after seeing a lot, Wang Wu also summarized his experience.

Whenever someone is about to undergo tribulation and ascend to immortality, the seven-colored rays of light will rush up, like an old mother-in-law catching a son-in-law after a roster announcement.

Then, it will dissipate again in half a day at most, or one or two hours at least.

Wang Wu took advantage of this time to go out, which was even more pathetic than being a thief.

As he went through it more and more, he gained more experience and his skills in playing hide-and-seek with the colorful clouds became even more advanced.

Sometimes, he could even fly millions of miles away in one breath, scanning hundreds of millions of mortals and the vast majority of cultivators along the way, and then fly back before the seven-colored light dissipated.

Over time, he scanned hundreds of billions of people, including hundreds of millions of cultivators, but he still couldn't find a single person who matched the description of the Imperial Observatory's prophet.

Especially those astronomical prophets whom Frost Lord described as unparalleled and unmatched throughout history.

Even the Great Luo (a legendary figure in Chinese mythology) cannot have everything go his way.

Such an existence is absolutely rare and hard to come by.

After understanding the whole story, Wang Wu calmed down and stopped being anxious. He started checking in once or twice a year, waiting for the true astronomical prophets to appear out of nowhere.

Three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Wu still had not found a suitable astronomical observatory prophet, but the cultivation world outside was becoming increasingly competitive.

Until one day, another cultivator underwent tribulation, triggering the Heavenly Law mechanism. Countless seven-colored rays of light swept back, and Wang Wu also reflexively rushed out of the depression and sped off in a predetermined direction. In the blink of an eye, he was millions of miles away. But now he no longer scanned for mortals and cultivators, but began to focus on finding the next depression.

Without a depression, neither he nor Shuangjun would have a place to stay.

But finding a low-lying area was really difficult. He could only do his best, while also observing when the seven-colored glow attracted by the cultivator undergoing tribulation would dissipate. This was very important.

"Huh? This time it's a little different."

An hour later, Wang Wu looked up in surprise. Usually, by this time, colorful rays of light would have already begun to emanate, but this time there was no movement.

"This is a prophet from the Imperial Astronomical Bureau! Absolutely!"

Wang Wu was overjoyed.

He waited three thousand years, no, he should say sixteen thousand years, before a sage from the Imperial Observatory finally appeared in this vast world of cultivation.

At that moment, he couldn't even think about finding the depression; all he wanted to do was immediately return and call Frost Lord. They needed to seize this opportunity—

and many more?

Wang Wu suddenly stopped and looked down at an ordinary village in a small mountain valley, where a baby was being born.

Although there was no evidence, he felt that he had been taken advantage of at that moment.

The straight-line distance between him and the baby was even more than 50,000 li.

It's terrifying that you can still get fleeced like this!

But does this also mean...?

Has the truly rare and precious astronomical sage finally been born?
Just as he was thinking this, Wang Wu felt that there seemed to be a seven-colored glow starting to dissipate in the distance.

Damn it!
At this point, what choice did he have?

He can't possibly move the entire village to the low-lying area.

Damn it, they deserve to be fleeced!

Wang Wu gritted his teeth, quickly formed a hand seal, and placed a drop of his Creation Immortal Blood into it. Before the seven-colored light dissipated on a large scale, he imprinted it on the baby's brow, which was equivalent to a blood curse of heavenly punishment.

(End of this chapter)