Dual Transmigration: Cultivating Immortality in the Primordial World, Taking on the Desolate Heavenl

The wind in the wilderness gradually carried a chilling, desolate feel.

Inside the Rain Clan's main camp, war drums beat, and a chilling atmosphere pressed down on the hearts of every clansman.

The clan's main meeting hall.

Several old men, exuding an aura of decay yet terror, sat cross-legged on a high platform.

They are the true essence of the Rain Clan. They usually remain in seclusion to prolong their lifespan, only emerging when the clan faces life-or-death situations or extraordinary opportunities.

"Commander-in-Chief, this matter is a bit too hasty."

An elder, blind in his left eye, slowly opened his right eye, his voice hoarse as if his fingernails were scraping a piece of iron.

"According to the information that was sent back, the mysterious young man standing at the entrance of Stone Village did not even move a finger, but he set up a great formation that could instantly annihilate a million ancient remnants."

"If he were some reclusive supreme master from the upper realm, wouldn't our Rain Clan be sending lambs to the slaughter, inviting annihilation upon ourselves if we mobilized our entire force?"

Upon hearing this, many of the worshippers in the main hall nodded in agreement, their faces showing deep apprehension.

The idea of ​​a formation capable of instantly annihilating a million-strong beast tide is terrifying!

However, the commander-in-chief, standing in the center of the hall, had a cold and confident smile on his lips.

His sharp, vulture-like eyes surveyed his surroundings.

"Elders, you have all been terrified by that bluffing formation."

The president stood with his hands behind his back, his voice carrying a sense of absolute control.

"I ask you, how incomplete are the laws governing the eight lower realms?"

"Even a god descending from the heavens would have their cultivation slashed away by the will of heaven and earth. If he were truly an unparalleled giant, why would he hide in a mere, dilapidated stone village?"

The blind elder frowned slightly.

The Grand Commander pointed sharply to the Great Wilderness map floating in the main hall, his tone extremely certain:

"I have repeatedly watched the last glimpse of the array sent back by the scouts."

"Not a single trace of runic divine power emanated from that young man from beginning to end!"

"He himself is just a mortal cripple, not even as strong as a Blood Transformation Realm cultivator!"

"He has no cultivation at all!"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

An incredulous glint flashed in the eyes of many.

The Grand Commander clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with the cruelest and most fundamental logic of cultivators in the lower realms:

"That formation that wiped out the beast horde was truly terrifying."

"But in our cultivation world's ironclad rules, any weapon of immense power must adhere to the principle of conservation of energy!"

"The formation that slaughtered a million pure-blooded ferocious beasts must have drained all the spiritual energy from the earth's veins beneath Stone Village. Even if it were a celestial formation, it would probably be an empty shell by now, all show and no substance!"

"He's just using someone else's power to intimidate others!"

"As long as we don't step into the area affected by the array's self-destruction, and sever the spiritual energy from the outside with an absolute magical artifact, he's just an insect that can be crushed at will!"

The president's analysis was meticulous and logically rigorous to the extreme.

For cultivators in the lower realms of the Perfect World, this understanding is simply textbook-level and impeccable.

The blind elder took a deep breath, and a terrifying glint finally flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"So that's how it is... using the remnants of an ancient formation to bluff?"

"If that's really the case, then what about the supreme new bone on that little bastard Shi Hao's body, and all those pure blood treasures scattered on the ground?"

"This will be the foundation for my Rain Clan to replace the ancient kingdom and suppress the eight regions for ten thousand generations!"

Desire completely devoured fear.

Several clan elders stood up at the same time.

"Please summon the clan's artifact!"

The rumbling sound of the stone gate opening filled the air.

A tattered black banner, sealed in layers, was painstakingly pulled out from the depths of the underground palace by several clan elders.

A few drops of dried, blackened blood of the gods stained the banner.

This is a damaged magical artifact from the upper realm—the Divine Suppression Banner!

Although it cannot directly kill, if several powerful array formation experts work together to activate it, it can instantly seal off all spiritual energy circulation within a space of hundreds of miles, isolating it from the Heavenly Dao!

"Take the Guardian Banner and seal off Stone Village!"

"today!"

"No one can save that cripple whose bones have been removed!"

……

Three poles in the sun.

The village of Shi is still bustling with activity.

The villagers are busy sealing the refined blood into large earthenware jars, and the children's cultivation levels have experienced a transformative surge in the past few days.

The old village chief, Shi Yunfeng, couldn't stop smiling; the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together.

Gu Changqing sat in the shade of an ancient Bodhi tree, brewing a pot of low-grade spiritual tea brought from the primordial era on the stone table in front of him.

The aroma of tea is wonderful and refreshing.

Just as Gu Changqing picked up the teacup and gently blew away the steam...

"Buzz—"

The once cloudless and clear blue sky below suddenly darkened.

A strange and oppressive black ripple, originating from the edge of the desolate wilderness three hundred miles away, converged rapidly towards the sky above Stone Village at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound!

In the blink of an eye.

The void within a radius of three hundred miles looked as if it had been tightly covered by a huge black pot!

The world is upside down!

The sunlight was completely blocked.

A terrifying, decaying, and heavy pressure, almost suffocating, weighed on the hearts of everyone in Stone Village, like ten thousand mountains.

Clang!

The old village chief dropped the earthenware jar from his hand and smashed it to pieces on the ground.

He looked up at the sky in horror.

With just that one glance, he felt as if the Blood Refining Realm spiritual energy within his body was locked up tightly with a cold iron lock, making it impossible to access even a fraction of it!

"The spiritual energy has been completely drained?!"

"No... this entire void has been sealed off!"

The remnant root of the Willow Goddess, startled, also let out a suppressed tremor at this moment, but she still did not make any rash moves.

Deep within those rolling, thick, inky black clouds.

Thousands of elite Rain Clan warriors, riding various ferocious birds and beasts, stood densely packed in the sky like a heavenly army pressing in.

Directly in front of that army.

Three top-tier experts, including the blind clan elder, whose cultivation had reached the terrifying array realm, were fully activating a tattered black flag that was tearing through the long wind.

The Divine Banner fluttered in the gale, and the aura of divine remnant blood it emitted completely isolated the Great Dao rules surrounding Stone Village!

The spirit-suppressing array is now complete!

This is the ultimate weapon of the Rain Clan's hidden strength.

Without engaging in direct combat, we will directly utilize the remaining magical artifacts from the upper realm to strip away all external support!

The Grand Commander stood atop a giant lightning sable, looking down down at Stone Village, which was like a turtle trapped in a jar.

He saw the mountain of pure blood bones, and he saw Xiao Shihao, whose breathing was steady and whose blood and energy flowed like a dragon.

They also saw the mysterious man in a blue robe, sitting under a tree drinking tea like an ordinary person.

But he showed no fear whatsoever; instead, the fervor in his eyes burned to its peak.

The formation was not triggered.

The opponent was indeed a useless person who relied on a broken array to survive! Once the spiritual energy was cut off, those array flags were just a pile of useless wood!

"Listen up, you worthless weeds of Ishimura!"

The Grand Commander's voice, carrying the extremely violent pressure of the Array Formation Realm, resounded like rolling thunder in the three hundred miles of sealed, pitch-black void.

The sound waves caused countless cracks to appear in the stone houses of Shicun.

Many villagers were so shocked that they bled from all seven orifices and knelt down in agony, covering their ears.

"Hand over Shi Ziling's son! Hand over the core secret manual that controls the formation!"

The president's face, set against the backdrop of dark clouds, resembled that of a Yama, the ruler of life and death.

You have ten breaths to make a decision!

"Otherwise, wait until the Divine Banner falls completely and crushes your bodies."

"today!"

"Not a blade of grass grows in Shicun! Not even a chicken or dog is left alive!"

The shadow of death, under this final ultimatum, tightened its grip on the hearts of every citizen of the Great Wilderness.

however.

Amidst the overwhelming, terrifying threats from all directions, like the oppressive cries of gods and Buddhas.

At the epicenter of that impending doomsday storm.

Gu Changqing didn't even lift his eyelids.

He leisurely swallowed the mellow spiritual tea in his mouth.

then.

I gently placed the ceramic teacup on the stone table.