Starting with a daily divination to build an immortal clan

Chapter 320 Heavenly Venerable's Dojo
The matter of Zangjianyuan has caused quite a stir, so how could he not have heard about it along the way?
The reason I refrained from going was simply because I wanted to change my fate.

However, fate is clearly not so easy to change.

He himself refrained from going, but his son, Shen Chongzhen, has already entered the Burial Sword Abyss.

Thinking of Shen Chongzhen, Shen Wen'an immediately thought of Huang Lingshan and Liu Qixuan, along with other sword cultivators from the Qingluo Sword Pavilion, who were far away on the Guitu Sea Cliff.

Once they receive news of the Burial Sword Abyss, they'll probably find it hard to resist.

"Judging from your expression, young friend... it seems you don't want Chongzhen and the others to go to the Burial Sword Abyss?"

"Could it be that the Burial Sword Abyss holds some secret?"

Shen Wen'an's silence gave Chu Xiangyu a clue, and she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

With the appearance of the Burial Sword Abyss, the Ice God Palace sent many experts.

If something bad were to happen, it would be a huge blow to the Ice God Palace.

Shen Wen'an snapped out of his reverie, smiled, and shook his head: "There are no secrets."

After a moment's thought, he briefly recounted the circumstances of accepting the mission at Wuxiang Temple on Tuyan Island.

"I just had a gut feeling that there was a conspiracy in the Burial Sword Abyss Secret Realm."

"But it could also be a misconception of the younger generation."

Chu Xiangyu's expression turned somewhat solemn upon hearing this.

"We cultivators rarely have illusions."

"If it is truly a divine connection between heaven and man, then the Burial Sword Abyss might indeed be hiding some kind of conspiracy."

She paused, then frowned and said, "However, Wuxiang Temple has always been aloof from worldly affairs, so it's unlikely that they would use this as a pretext to harm countless sword cultivators in the Cangmin Sea."

"Could it be a problem with the Burial Sword Abyss itself?"

The two analyzed the situation for a long time but couldn't reach any conclusion.

"Senior Chu, I'd better go there myself."

“In any case, now that Chongzhen has gone deep into it, I, as his father, cannot sit idly by.”

Shen Wen'an spoke in a deep voice.

He wanted to escape this fate, but Shen Chongzhen was already caught up in it. Even if he knew there was a problem, he still had to go and see.

Chu Xiangyu pondered for a moment and said, "Young friend, please go first. There are still some matters at the Ice God Palace that I need to attend to."

"I will go and take a look when I have some free time."

“Young friend is right. In any case, we cannot sit idly by and watch them fall into danger.”

Shen Wen'an only stayed in the Ice God Palace for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before rushing off to the sea area where the Burial Sword Abyss was located.

……

The Nine Provinces World.

The effects of the unsealing of the Mysterious Art of Deception have been initially brought under control.

Replenished by a large amount of the power of heaven and earth outside the Cangming Sea, the origin and spiritual veins of the entire Kyushu world are rapidly becoming stronger.

Some mountains and rivers have gradually begun to evolve into blessed lands.

During this period, Shen Xiuyan and Shen Chongming were busy allocating blessed lands to the various affiliated families and sects under their jurisdiction, and delineating the boundaries between them.

With the preliminary charter nearly complete, Shen Chongming hadn't forgotten the method of using cause and effect to track his existence, and he understood that he absolutely could not stay in the Nine Provinces World for long.

Otherwise, not only will I be tracked down, but the entire Nine Provinces world will also be exposed.

After Shen Wenxing and Xu Zhan were awakened, Shen Chongming rode in the imperial chariot and left the Nine Provinces World.

Accompanying him was a handsome young man who had just reached adulthood.

This young man was named Shen Yuanque. He was Shen Xiuzhuo's eldest son and also his grandson.

Shen Yuanque is the first person of the fifth generation of the Shen family. He was born before the collapse of the Dao and is now eighteen years old in the fifteenth year of the Nine Provinces Calendar.

Above the vast sea, the imperial chariot was swept away by a colorful rainbow and sped into the distance. The old beggar, now dressed in decent clothes, still sat on the chariot shaft, playing the role of the driver.

Inside the imperial carriage, Shen Yuanque, dressed in a dark green brocade robe, with a jade pendant and storage bag tied to his left waist and a gleaming longsword hanging from his right waist, appeared very composed.

When he first left the world of Kyushu, he did not lift the curtain of the imperial carriage to look around.

Upon seeing this, Shen Chongming, who was opposite him, couldn't help but reveal a satisfied expression on his face.

Compared to his father, Shen Chongming clearly preferred Shen Yuanque's personality.

“Yuan Que”.

"When we go to that island, Grandpa will take you to meet a senior demon cultivator."

"He is a master who understands Yin and Yang and is extremely skilled in alchemy. If you can gain his favor, you will have a good opportunity in the art of alchemy."

Before the collapse of the Dao, Shen Chonghong obtained a decent alchemical inheritance from the cave dwelling of Situ Jing in Huaisang County.

However, none of the younger generation in the Shen family have shown any talent in alchemy.

That lineage was shelved for many years, and the Shen family's achievements in alchemy remained stagnant.

Later, as Shen Yuanque, who possessed the Wood Spirit Root, grew up, his talent in alchemy, though not particularly dazzling, was undeniably passionate.

Although the wood elemental root does not have the same unique advantages as the fire elemental root in alchemy, it is still a suitable elemental root for becoming an alchemist.

As for the alchemical fire used in alchemy, the Shen family still has the Golden Phoenix of Departing Fire, so there's no need to worry too much.

In recent years, besides cultivating, Shen Yuanque would go to Qiyun Valley to find Pei Zhao and his daughter whenever he had time, and learn about alchemy from them.

Pei Zhao also spoke highly of him.

After Yun Yuejiao settled on the nameless island, he gradually let go of his prejudices. Shen Chongming then thought of taking this opportunity to bring Shen Yuanque to meet him.

If one could gain Yun Yuejiao's favor and follow him to cultivate alchemy, it would be a wonderful thing.

Even if that's not possible, Shen Yuanque can stay on the nameless island and help Shen Xiuchan manage things outside.

That way, the kid won't end up like his father, not wanting to worry about family matters.

As Shen Chongming finished speaking, Shen Yuanque respectfully cupped his hands and asked, "Is this the Senior Yun Yuejiao that Grandpa mentioned?"

A hint of joy appeared on his face.

In the entire Nine Provinces world, Pei Zhao is the most skilled in alchemy.

Qiyun Valley was once a sect of immortal pill-making and array-making masters, but Pei Zhao was more skilled in array-making, and in pill-making, he could at most refine third-grade spiritual pills below the Golden Core level.

With Situ Jing's alchemy inheritance as a foundation, Shen Yuanque has been able to consistently refine third-grade spiritual pills over the years, and Pei Zhao has little left to teach him.

The Dao of Alchemy is different from the Dao of Cultivation.

The path of cultivation is led in by a master, but the cultivation depends on the individual. As long as one has enough comprehension, exploring on one's own will not have too much of an impact.

The Dao of alchemy relies on experience and accumulation.

Every pill formula, the properties of every medicinal herb, the heat and refining conditions for every batch of pills, etc., all require guidance and instruction.

Otherwise, relying on trial and error, one would waste countless precious medicinal herbs.

Shen Yuanque also wanted to find a true master of alchemy to guide him.

After Shen Chongming mentioned Yun Yuejiao, he made a mental note of this demon cultivator who was skilled in alchemy.

"That's him."

Shen Chongming clapped his hands and sighed, "Yun Yuejiao has some reservations about us humans. Don't be impatient when you see him."

"You should know that good things often come with difficulties. Whether you can gain his appreciation is the key to becoming his disciple."

Shen Yuanque nodded: "Grandson will remember Grandpa's teachings."

He was clearly not a talkative person; after saying that, he shut his mouth again.

Shen Chongming looked at him with a smile and said, "Of course, one should not neglect one's own cultivation because of alchemy."

"I observe that your cultivation has reached the mid-stage of the embryonic breathing realm. You should also diligently cultivate the 'Taking Kan to Fill Li' cultivation method passed down by your family."

Shen Yuanque nodded in agreement again.

The grandfather and grandson chatted idly for a while, and soon the imperial chariot flew over the nameless island.

The two stepped down from the imperial carriage. Shen Chongming waved to put the carriage away and then led him to the nameless island.

Inside the thatched pavilion, the golden-haired monkey had already followed Huang Lingshan and the others to the Burial Sword Abyss. Now, only the two demons, Yun Yuejiao and Li Qing, still had the leisure to sit in the pavilion drinking and discussing the Dao.

Shen Chongming and Shen Yuanque arrived at the pavilion. After exchanging greetings and pleasantries with the two demons, Shen Chongming introduced Shen Yuanque to them.

"When it comes to procreation, it has to be the human race."

"I never imagined that Fellow Daoist Shen's grandson would be so grown up."

Looking at the handsome and talented Shen Yuanque, Li Qing couldn't help but sigh.

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming laughed and said, "In the secular world, ordinary people can get married before they reach adulthood. Now, I am already over one hundred and sixty years old."

"If we were truly like ordinary mortals, not to mention grandchildren, even grandchildren's grandchildren would have been born by now."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yuejiao chuckled and said, "Mortals in the secular world die at the age of one hundred, and it's probably difficult for them to see the younger generation after the fourth generation."

Shen Chongming nodded slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist is absolutely right."

“Yuan Que, this is the Yun Yue Jiao Daoist that Grandpa often mentions to you.”

"He is a great master of alchemy. You can ask him for advice whenever you have free time."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuanque immediately straightened his clothes, respectfully approached Yun Yuejiao, bowed and cupped his hands: "Yuanque greets Senior."

“Uh…” Yun Yuejiao was slightly taken aback, then quickly reached out to help him up.

Even though he had always lived in seclusion and was not very knowledgeable about human relationships, he still came to understand Shen Chongming's general meaning.

If this had happened before he came to the nameless island, even though Shen Chongming had saved his life, he probably would have politely refused.

But in the years since arriving on the nameless island, Yun Yuejiao's state of mind has undergone a great change.

In particular, seeing the golden-haired monkey guiding Shen Chongxu and Qiu Mingshui in their cultivation made him gradually develop a special feeling about the inheritance.

Even the Nascent Soul True Lord only had a lifespan of a glorious thousand years. If he were to die and his Dao were to dissipate, it would seem like a regret that he could not pass on his legacy.

Although her views have changed, Yunyue still retains her arrogance deep down.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been imprisoned by the Ge family of Dongyue Island for over three hundred years and would never have been willing to submit.

"Very well, since you are my junior, I will certainly not be stingy with my guidance."

Yun Yue spoke with a sly smile, but did not mention taking on any disciples.

Clearly, he still intended to wait and see if Shen Yuanque was qualified to become his disciple and inherit his mantle.

If he couldn't meet the requirements, he would rather repay Shen Chongming's life-saving grace in other ways.

Upon seeing this, Shen Chongming felt a slight sense of disappointment.

He couldn't possibly do something like taking advantage of someone's kindness, and he had already hinted at it, but Yun Yuejiao was pretending not to understand, so he couldn't say anything more.

From now on, we can only see how Shen Yuanque performs.

Li Qing, standing to the side, looked at the three of them and shook her head with a smile.

"Will Yuan Que stay on the island from now on?"

"I will arrange a good place for you to stay later."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuanque turned around and respectfully bowed to him.

"Thank you, Senior Li."

Li Qing nodded in satisfaction.

Shen Chongming cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Yunyue, I'll trouble you two to take care of Yuanque for now. I have some things to attend to and need to go out."

“When you return from your meditation retreat, you two fellow Daoists can send Yuan Que to him.”

Li Qing and Yun Yuejiao bowed to each other.

"Of course, of course, Fellow Daoist, go ahead and get busy." After Li Qing spoke, the three watched as Shen Chongming transformed into lightning and left the nameless island.

In the void, the imperial chariot was taken out.

Shen Chongming stepped into the imperial carriage, and the old beggar appeared out of nowhere, already sitting on the carriage shaft.

A rainbow of colors appeared, and the imperial chariot streaked across the sky, speeding away into the distance.

……

Ancient bronze ships flew swiftly over the vast sea.

As the bronze ship drew closer to the Burial Sword Abyss, the number of cultivators in the surrounding sea gradually increased.

In the void, one can often see various flying magical artifacts transformed into streaks of light flying forward.

Occasionally, sword cultivators flying on their swords would pass by.

Before the collapse of the Yangnao Road, apart from the sword cultivators of Qingluo Sword Pavilion, Shen Wen'an had not seen many other sword cultivators.

Now that the Burial Sword Abyss has appeared, it has attracted almost all the sword cultivators in the Cangmin Sea.

It also allowed him to witness the magnificence of sword cultivation as the mainstream cultivation system in the Cangmin Realm!
After flying for about an hour on the bronze ship, Shen Wen'an had no choice but to put the bronze ship away and take out the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

As we get closer to the Burial Sword Abyss, there are simply too many flying magical artifacts in the void. To avoid unnecessary friction, flying on a sword is faster than using a bronze ship.

Countless sword cultivators made the same choice. The densely packed sword cultivators transformed into streaks of light and flew towards one place, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring scene that would probably be hard to witness in a lifetime if the Burial Sword Abyss had not appeared.

Shen Wen'an flew through the void on his sword. Whether it was because he was not far from the Burial Sword Abyss or because there were too many sword cultivators around, the spiritual energy of the entire void seemed to be filled with a sharp sword aura!

At this moment, if any cultivators other than sword cultivators were to fly over this sky, they would certainly feel intense discomfort.

As he was feeling sentimental, the Dragon-Slaying Sword beneath his feet pierced through the thin mist hundreds of miles in front of him, and the scene that suddenly appeared before him made his heart pound!
Similarly, all the sword cultivators who had walked through the mist with him and arrived here for the first time were stunned!

Some, lacking the necessary composure, swayed upon seeing the magnificent sight in the distance, nearly falling off their flying swords.

"Is this the Abyss of Burial Swords!?"

"No wonder this is the place where the legendary swordsman's sword is buried!"

"Could that colossal sword reaching to the heavens be the Sword Ancestor's personal sword?"

"How is that possible? The Sword Ancestor is a human cultivator, not an alien. If such a huge stone sword is the Sword Ancestor's sword, then wouldn't the Sword Ancestor have a body that reaches the heavens?"

"Isn't that a narrow-minded view? Even the swords in the hands of us Golden Core cultivators can change size. How could someone at the level of the Sword Ancestor not be able to do the same?"

"Even so, it couldn't possibly be the Sword Ancestor's sword!"

"You little brat, are you looking for trouble?! I'll see what you're made of!"

"Old man, who's afraid of who?!"

In the void at the edge of the thin mist, witnessing the shock of the Burial Sword Abyss firsthand, many sword cultivators, in their astonishment, began to discuss it among themselves.

Most sword cultivators are warlike and straightforward, and it's not uncommon for them to start a fight at the slightest disagreement.

Shen Wen'an flashed away from this area of ​​conflict and approached the Burial Sword Abyss, carefully examining this legendary ancient secret realm once again!

He originally thought that the Burial Sword Abyss Secret Realm would be similar to the Seven Sages Mountain Secret Realm of that year, an independent secret realm with a special entrance, and only after entering would it be considered a true secret realm.

Who would have thought that the Burial Sword Abyss would be such a place?

On the distant sea, the vast sky above was shrouded in dark clouds, and terrifying lightning flashed within the thick clouds, creating a chilling pressure that permeated the surroundings.

On the vast sea beneath the clouds, a colossal whirlpool, at least several thousand miles in size and of unknown depth, slowly rotated, like a passage to the deepest abyss!

The seawater around the abyss kept pouring down, and the roaring sound shook the heavens and the earth!
In the very center of the vortex abyss, there is a huge stone sword with a mottled and broken surface stuck diagonally!

The hilt of the stone sword disappeared into the thick dark clouds, while the tip plunged deep into the bottom of the abyss, its length unknown!

Countless sword cultivators stood on their swords in this misty void, like tiny ants, their swords transforming into streaks of light as they flew towards the terrifying abyss!

Occasionally, conflicts would break out above the abyss, but even the power unleashed by sword immortals at the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and did not affect other sword cultivators around them.

Shen Wen'an is still at least several hundred miles away from the Burial Sword Abyss, but he can already feel the sword energy in his body becoming restless. Faint Daoist rhymes are spreading in the void, giving him many insights!

Holy Land!

This place truly is a holy land for sword cultivators!

Shocked, Shen Wen'an realized that even if he didn't venture deep into the Burial Sword Abyss, but simply stayed on the outskirts, if he could cultivate in seclusion for a hundred years, he would have a great chance of breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm and achieving the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm!

This space is simply born for swords; it is a sacred place that suits all sword cultivators in the world!

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you planning to try your luck in the Burial Sword Abyss?"

"It is said that there are ten thousand ancient and powerful sword cultivators' natal flying swords inside. To obtain even one of them would be an unparalleled opportunity for us sword cultivators."

An old voice sounded in my ears.

Shen Wen'an came to his senses and noticed an old man in a gray robe with a sword-nurturing gourd on his back looking at him from not far to his left.

The old man's hair and beard were gray, and his vital energy and blood were showing signs of decline, clearly indicating that he was nearing the end of his lifespan.

Judging from his cultivation level, he is only at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and it seems unlikely that he will be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in this lifetime.

After sizing the other person up, Shen Wen'an slightly cupped his hands and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you've also just arrived?"

The old swordsman returned the greeting with a cupped hand and shook his head with a smile, saying, "I have been here for several months. I have approached the abyss to take a look before, but I have never had the courage to go deep inside."

"Right now, we can only rely on the swordplay and Daoist principles of this place to accumulate more insights for our next life." Hearing this, Shen Wen'an asked with some doubt: "Is there any danger in entering the Burial Sword Abyss?"

The old swordsman chuckled and replied, "If it's an opportunity, how could it not come with a test?"

"After months of observation, I have discovered that the sword Dao rhythm in the surrounding void becomes stronger the closer one gets to the Burial Sword Abyss."

"But similarly, the closer we get to the Sword Burial Abyss, the higher the requirements are for our sword cultivators' mastery of the sword heart."

"My lifespan in this life is coming to an end. Perhaps it is because of fear in my heart that I have lost the sharpness that a sword cultivator should have."

"The closer I got to the Burial Sword Abyss, the more distracting thoughts I had. The most dangerous time was when I almost developed a demon in my heart because of it."

Having said that, the old swordsman shook his head with a wry smile: "Born at the wrong time..."

“If I were not nearing the end of my lifespan and dared not take the risk, I would not be so cowardly and would definitely go into the depths of the Burial Sword Abyss to fight.”

"You might gain something from it and go further in the way of the sword."

"Now... once I reincarnate and awaken my innate wisdom, the Burial Sword Abyss will probably disappear."

The old swordsman's face showed a deep sense of resentment and helplessness.

An immense opportunity lay before him, yet he dared not take the risk because his lifespan was nearing its end. He feared that he would perish in the Burial Sword Abyss, unable to even escape with his golden core and sword pellet, ultimately perishing completely in the secret realm.

"I observe that you possess a profound aura and exceptionally concentrated sword intent. Why not delve deeper and take a gamble?"

After expressing his feelings, the old swordsman asked in confusion.

Shen Wen'an could not possibly tell him that he suspected there was a conspiracy in the Burial Sword Abyss. He simply made an excuse, saying that he had just arrived and had not yet figured out the situation in the secret realm, and that he would wait and see.

Upon hearing this, the old sword cultivator did not continue speaking. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the void and began to calmly perceive the Daoist principles surrounding him.

Some sword cultivators whose swordsmanship was not yet mature enough, after being frustrated by their rash advances, also chose to sit cross-legged within their limits and try to comprehend the essence of the sword.

Shen Wen'an observed for a long time. Despite constantly reminding himself to be cautious, he couldn't resist traveling several hundred miles further to a place closer to the Burial Sword Abyss.

Upon arriving at this location, the shock brought to him by the Burial Sword Abyss was even greater!

Shen Wen'an could feel that the sword intent permeating the surrounding air had become stronger, as if a master of sword intent was standing in front of him, unleashing a full-force attack.

Suppressing his surprise, he began to look around, hoping to find Shen Chongzhen and the sword cultivators from the Ice God Palace.

According to his understanding, even if Shen Chongzhen's cultivation had improved during his more than ten years in the Ice God Palace, it would not have been too outrageous.

His sword heart realm is probably not yet sufficient to enter the Burial Sword Abyss.

However, after searching around the massive Burial Sword Abyss for more than ten days, he still couldn't find Shen Chongzhen.

Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly noticed a powerful sword immortal in the Nascent Soul stage not far away, who was using his sword intent to carry more than a dozen young sword cultivators ranging from the Nascent Soul stage to the Golden Core stage, flying towards the huge Burial Sword Abyss in the distance!

At this moment, Shen Wen'an's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.

Chu Xiangyu, the Grand Elder of the Ice God Palace, once said that the Ice God Palace led a group of sword immortals at the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm to the Burial Sword Abyss.

Shen Chongzhen and the younger sword cultivators from the Ice God Palace lacked the mental fortitude to enter the Burial Sword Abyss.

However, if the powerful sword immortals of the Ice God Palace were to protect them with their own sword intent like the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal just now, then it would be hard to say.

As Shen Wen'an watched the old sword immortal at the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm disappear into the entrance of the Burial Sword Abyss with a group of juniors, he hesitated in his heart, when a familiar voice suddenly came!

"Brother Shen!?"

"Haha... I knew you wouldn't miss this opportunity!"

The golden monkey's voice rang out, and then five figures transformed into streaks of light and arrived in front of him.

"Brother Jin, Senior Sister, and fellow senior brothers."

Seeing the golden-haired monkey and the five people including Huang Lingshan and Liu Qixuan approach, Shen Wen'an smiled wryly and cupped his hands in greeting.

I was right after all.

Having learned of the appearance of the Burial Sword Abyss, Huang Lingshan and the others could not possibly hold back.

The disheveled Liu Qixuan chuckled and patted Shen Wen'an on the back with his large hand.

"Young man, I saw you looking around from afar. Who are you looking for?"

Shen Wen'an sighed and recounted his journey to the Ice God Palace.

After hearing this, the Moonflower Sword Immortal frowned slightly: "From Junior Brother Shen's words, it seems that you don't want Chongzhen to enter the Burial Sword Abyss. Is there some hidden reason?"

Shen Wen'an nodded and expressed his feelings.

Upon hearing this, Huang Lingshan and the others exchanged glances and, after carefully sensing the situation, found nothing amiss.

After a moment, Liu Qixuan spoke first: "Boy, let's not even talk about whether your perception is wrong."

"Even if there is something wrong with this Burial Sword Abyss, and I am willing to die here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Wufeng nodded in agreement.

Shen Wen'an glanced at the two of them, then looked at Huang Lingshan and Yuehua Sword Immortal.

Although neither of them spoke, the resolute look in their eyes spoke volumes.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening..."

The golden-haired monkey sighed and said, then looked at Shen Wen'an and said, "I am not a sword cultivator, so I cannot understand their feelings."

"If Brother Shen truly has reservations, why not wait here with me, Old Ape?"

“If Fellow Daoist Lingshan and the others go in and see your son, they can let him know.”

Huang Lingshan took over the conversation and nodded, saying, "Junior Brother, you can wait here. Senior Brother Liu and I will go in first to check the situation."

Shen Wen'an nodded helplessly.

He felt a strong aversion to the Burial Sword Abyss, and even if he went in, it wouldn't be a good thing.

After bowing slightly to them, Huang Lingshan and the other three flew together on their swords towards the distant Burial Sword Abyss.

……

Above the vast ocean.

A giant azure dragon, nearly a thousand feet long, swam and roared in the void.

The sky for thousands of miles around was in turmoil because of the rage of the blue dragon!
Amidst the raging wind and torrential rain, the imperial chariot, trailing a long, colorful rainbow, sped away, trying to distance itself from the azure dragon behind it.

However, the azure dragon was clearly a dragon at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and its control over the laws was extremely skillful.

The imperial car simply couldn't shake it off quickly enough!
"Insignificant ants! The master of that Nascent Soul has a blood feud with my Myriad Dragon Nest!"

"I advise you to hand over his nascent soul immediately!"

"Otherwise, even if that monkey intervenes, he won't be able to save your life!"

The roar of the azure dragon echoed around, and Shen Chongming, inside the imperial carriage, had a very solemn expression.

As usual, he planned to cruise the surrounding seas in his imperial chariot to interfere with the being that could track him through the path of cause and effect.

Who would have thought that their luck was really bad, and they actually encountered a Nascent Soul Peak Dragon who had run outside the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest!
The old Dragon King clearly recognized the Golden-haired Monkey's imperial chariot and was preparing to come up and greet it.

Shen Chongming was caught off guard when it got close to him, allowing it to sense Luo Tianxing's nascent soul aura on his body!
That's how the scene just now unfolded.

The old dragon king, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, was chasing after him, demanding that he hand over Luo Tianxing's Nascent Soul, but Shen Chongming was naturally unwilling to do so.

The two sides have been chasing each other for over 100,000 miles.

He can't shake off his opponent now, and he's definitely no match for him in a fight.

Once he runs out of spirit crystals, or if the commotion from this chase attracts the attention of other dragons and he is surrounded and attacked by many dragons, the outcome is obvious.

On the imperial chariot, an old beggar, dressed in tattered clothes, held a jade mirror in his hand. His gray eyes were fixed on the giant blue dragon that was relentlessly pursuing him. He immediately wanted to rush out again.

Shen Chongming, however, held him down.

When the old beggar was being chased by the old dragon king, he had already tried to make a move.

Although the old dragon king at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage couldn't kill him, a single blow from him could send him flying hundreds or even thousands of miles!
In the other person's eyes, the old beggar was no different from an indestructible punching bag.

Going up there would only result in getting beaten up; you wouldn't be able to interfere with them.

Having stopped the old beggar from making a move, Shen Chongming narrowed his eyes, glanced at the azure dragon chasing closely behind him, and then looked at the vast sea and void in front of him. Suddenly, a crazy idea popped into his mind!

Now that his relationship with Luo Tianxing has been exposed in front of the dragons in the Dragon Nest, he can no longer return to the Nine Provinces World.

Although the golden-haired monkey has some connections with the dragons, it is clear that given the blood feud involved, the Dragon Nest is unlikely to give him any face.

Continuing to entangle with the other party here will ultimately lead to certain death.

If they are captured, and the dragons discover their identities through secret techniques like soul searching, the Shen family and the entire Kyushu world will be in danger.

Since there's no way on earth, I'll go and see what's in the sky!

With a slight thought, the rainbow formed by the imperial chariot suddenly tilted its head and flew towards the endless void!
Upon seeing this, the azure dragon at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage behind them flashed a strange light in its huge eyes, but after only a slight pause, it still followed after them!

The colorful rainbow climbed higher and higher.

Standing outside the imperial chariot, Shen Chongming had already taken out the Silent Guest Great Bow, which had been transformed into a high-grade magic weapon!
He drew the bow to its fullest extent, frantically drawing upon the lightning-attribute spiritual power within his body, pouring all his strength into the great bow to form a thunderous arrow that exuded a terrifying aura!

tom!
The instant the fingers were released, the lightning arrow flew out and shot directly into the void above!

boom!
The lightning arrow struck an invisible barrier and exploded instantly!

The terrifying explosion shattered the invisible barrier overhead, revealing a strange, colorful space!
The rainbow formed by the imperial chariot also took the opportunity to enter that colorful space.

The thousand-foot-long azure dragon caught up, and the hole blasted by the lightning arrow had already disappeared.

The dragon transformed into a majestic man wearing a blue robe with gold patterns and two crimson-gold dragon horns on his head.

"I underestimated you..."

"With the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm, how could he break through the boundary shell of the Cangmin Sea?"

After muttering to himself, the imposing man sneered, "The outer chaos is not something you can just enter at will."

"Even if you're lucky enough to escape the ravages of the chaotic currents, you'll die within a short time due to the rapid depletion of your spiritual energy..."

"If I can't catch you, I'll go find that monkey and get to the bottom of this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the majestic man's figure flickered and he transformed back into a giant azure dragon, flying towards the vast sea below!

At this moment, Shen Chongming had already arrived at the legendary outer boundary.

Luo Tianxing once told him that the Cangmin Realm was originally a vast world with all the laws of the Great Dao.

A great battle that broke out later shattered the entire Cangmin Realm, turning the outer void into chaos.

Over the years, many exceptionally talented cultivators in the Cangmin Realm, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, were not content to live a life of mere pseudo-Deity Transformation within the prison of the Dao Source Secret Realm. They would all try to leave the Cangmin Sea, cross the chaotic currents, and seek a place where the laws of the Great Dao were fully realized.

But the truth is that those powerful individuals who left the Cangmin Sea died after venturing deep into the chaotic currents.

At this moment, Shen Chongming, standing on the imperial carriage, also saw the scene that Luo Tianxing had once described.

Corpse!

Corpses were everywhere!

Sitting atop the imperial chariot, the vast ocean behind him resembled an egg with a hard shell.

Beyond this enormous egg, there was a layer of chaotic turbulence of unknown thickness, mottled and hazy, much like the poisonous miasma in the dense forest where the centipede leader of Hidden Dragon Mountain once hid.

Amidst these colorful, chaotic currents, countless corpses floated silently.

These corpses included human cultivators, demon cultivators, and some unknown races.

Each corpse seemed to be asleep, with no visible wounds or sense of life, drifting aimlessly with the surging chaotic currents.

A thick, chaotic aura permeated the surroundings.

Shen Chongming stared blankly at the corpses of the cultivators in the distance for a moment before suddenly sensing something was wrong!

Not only is there no spiritual energy to absorb here, but the spiritual power in my body's meridians is also inexplicably leaking out of my body uncontrollably.

Judging from this situation, even if his dantian is replenished with lightning essence stored in the lightning pool, he won't be able to hold on for long if he doesn't find a way to leave as soon as possible.

Once his spiritual energy is completely depleted, he will be unable to survive here.

Thinking of this, a sense of despair rose in his heart.

But at that moment, the old beggar tugged at his sleeve.

Shen Chongming, regaining his senses, looked at him.

The old beggar pointed in a distant direction, muttering, "There...there..."

Following the direction of his finger, Shen Chongming looked around, but all he could see were corpses and churning chaotic currents; he couldn't see anything special at all.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, the old beggar tugged at his sleeve again, this time with more force.

“Go there…”

"there……"

Shen Chongming frowned.

But considering that he didn't seem to have a better solution at the moment, he decided to go and take a look.

With a slight thought, the imperial chariot beneath his feet immediately flew in the direction the old beggar had pointed.

They are currently located on the outer edge of the chaotic currents, so the danger is not too great.

Carefully avoiding the turbulent chaos around him, Shen Chongming had to stop to replenish the Emperor Carriage's spirit crystals after traveling for less than a quarter of an hour.

He had no idea that he would encounter dragons in the Cangmin Sea, let alone be chased by them. He also didn't have many spirit crystals on him.

I had already expended a lot of energy while being chased by the old Dragon King.

There are only a hundred or so left in the storage bag, which won't last long for the Emperor Car.

After replenishing his spirit crystals, he drew some lightning essence from his dantian's lightning pool to replenish his meridians and continued his journey.

In the chaos, there was no sun or moon, and time could not be perceived. Shen Chongming only estimated that the imperial chariot had traveled for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn when the old beggar suddenly tugged at his sleeve and pointed to a strange place in the turbulent chaos in front of him, indicating that he should go in that direction.

Looking in the direction the old beggar pointed, Shen Chongming was somewhat surprised.

It was actually a crack only a few feet wide!
The chaotic turbulence on both sides of the crack surged continuously, while the edge of the crack, which was several meters wide and more than ten meters high, seemed to be protected by a strange force that kept the chaotic turbulence out.

"Where does this crack end?"

Shen Chongming couldn't help but murmur.

The old beggar's erratic and delirious behavior clearly suggests he cannot be fully trusted.

The crack extends into the depths of the chaotic turbulence. If I were to enter, the force that was blocking the chaotic turbulence would suddenly disappear, and I, enveloped by the chaotic turbulence, would probably not even be able to hold on for a single breath.

"Walk……"

The old beggar didn't answer, he just kept urging me on.

Shen Chongming hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and urged the imperial chariot to fly towards the crack!
The imperial chariot sped through the crack, with terrifying chaotic currents on both sides crashing against the crack passage like surging waves. Strange, teeth-grinding sounds echoed in his ears, making Shen Chongming's heart tremble!

He was genuinely worried that the force maintaining the rift would suddenly become unstoppable and be swept away by the chaotic currents.

At that time, both the imperial car and my own small body will probably be obliterated in an instant!

The old beggar in front of him seemed completely unconcerned. His hunched body stood on the carriage shaft, and his gray eyes surprisingly showed a thoughtful expression.

It seemed that he had been to this place before, and now, revisiting it had awakened some fragments of his deepest memories.

The narrow crack was very long. The imperial chariot had been traveling for an unknown amount of time when the old beggar suddenly pointed excitedly to the left front!
With a slight thought, Shen Chongming reduced the speed of the imperial chariot.

He squinted in the direction the old beggar was pointing, looking quite puzzled.

"There is..."

Just as he was about to ask a question, a large mass of chaotic turbulence suddenly surged past to his left.

Through the surging chaotic currents, Shen Chongming vaguely saw a dilapidated palace!

At that moment, his expression suddenly froze!
The old beggar, however, was extremely excited. He grabbed the man's arm and, disregarding the chaotic currents ahead, rushed toward the palace!

Shen Chongming was terrified!
It was clearly too late when they tried to struggle!

The old beggar pulled him away from the imperial carriage and plunged headlong into the surging chaotic currents before them!
Just when Shen Chongming thought he was doomed to die.

The terrifying chaotic current before him seemed like a gentle breeze, brushing against his face, passing through his body, and swirling away into the distance.

Stunned, Shen Chongming was dragged along by the old beggar, and soon arrived at the main hall he had just glimpsed.

The materials used to build the main hall were peculiar, seemingly not common in the Cangmin Sea. Moreover, whether due to the erosion of the chaotic currents or some other reason, these materials had all lost their spiritual energy and their luster was dim, making them look even more desolate.

If this weren't the chaotic void beyond the boundary, and if this dilapidated hall were placed somewhere in the Yangnao Land, he would have thought it was just a dilapidated earth temple that had collapsed due to years of disrepair.

Above the door pillars, where a plaque should have been hung, there was nothing there, and there were no couplets or other texts around, so there was no useful information to be found.

The old beggar was unusually excited when he arrived here!
Ignoring Shen Chongming, who was carefully observing his surroundings, he dragged him into the main hall.

The two figures stepped over the pebbles and soon arrived at the main entrance of the hall.

Just as Shen Chongming stepped over the high threshold and onto the floor of the main hall, he suddenly sensed a strange emotion emanating from the Thunder Pool in his dantian!

It's like a prodigal son who has been away from home for many years returning to his homeland!
At the same time, without Shen Chongming needing to summon it, the spirit of the Thunder Pool burst out from his dantian!

"This is... the Heavenly Venerable's Daoist Temple!"

"Boy, this is the Daoist temple of the Thunder God!"

The spirit of Thunder Pool shouted excitedly, flapping its wings and flying joyfully in the ruined hall!
(End of this chapter)