I have Immortality In The Cultivation World
Chapter 482: Primordial Spirit Leaving the BodySoutheast of Dongsheng Divine Continent.
Nameless Barren Mountain was half-submerged in the sea, with the other half on the mainland.
Peach trees blanketed the mountain, and during the sunny spring of March, the blossoms were in full glory, turning the entire mountain peak a shade of pink.
A cloud drifted over from the northwest. Sun Changsheng stood atop the cloud, pointing downward and said,
“Junior Brother, is the Wu God Temple on this mountain?”
“It is recorded so in the memories of my inheritance.”
Yang Xuan surveyed the area for a moment before speaking, “This inheritance left by the Wu God of the upper realms; how we can activate the Wu God Temple requires detailed investigation.”
Sun Changsheng’s eyes glinted as he probed and soon noticed some traces, unlike those from the Immortal Path Formation and Prohibition, remaining unnoticeable to the immortals unless observed intentionally.
“Found it!”
The God-Beating Stick appeared in his hand, and he attacked the odd traces.The mana of an immortal could shatter the void, yet when his strike hit the abnormal spot, it only produced ripples.
“Again!”
After testing, Sun Changsheng channeled his full mana, and the God-Beating Stick transformed into a tens-of-thousands-feet-long Heavenly Pillar, assaulting the spot with several hundred continuous strikes.
A grating creaking sound emerged, the void cracked open like a spiderweb, emitting light green as jade.
Sun Changsheng retracted the God-Beating Stick, not needing to continue his attack. The divine light grew more intense, until it shattered the void, as if breaking an exterior glass dome, unveiling its true form.
Boom-boom-boom!
The barren mountain split open, revealing an ancient and majestic stone temple, its entrance inscribed with three strange characters.
Yang Xuan’s face lit up with joy, “The Wu God Temple, these are the glyphs of the Wu clan.”
“This divine temple was not made exclusively for you!”
Sun Changsheng watched the emerald divine light soaring into the sky, connecting heaven and earth, as if announcing to the Dongsheng Divine Continent that a supreme treasure inheritance had emerged.
Yang Xuan sensed the divine light, and strands of information surfaced from his bloodline.
“Senior Brother, the temple permits beings under two hundred years of age to enter, after which they must survive a series of deadly battles. Only the sole victor will receive the Wu clan’s bloodline inheritance.”
Sun Changsheng raised an eyebrow, “Two hundred years old, some exceptionally talented beings could have cultivated to Nascent Soul by then!”
“Senior brother, I will give it my all,” Yang Xuan solemnly declared, “The Wu clan are naturally gifted with Body Cultivation. Once inside, I could receive protection from the temple. It’s possible I could defeat a Nascent Soul Daoist!”
Sun Changsheng’s eyes rolled, an idea forming in his mind.
“Don’t worry about it, Junior Brother. Your old brother Sun has a way to ensure your victory and secure this Wu clan inheritance!”
“Thank you, Senior Brother.”
Yang Xuan trusted Sun Changsheng completely, leaped from the cloud, and stepped into the temple.
The world spun, and his mind became hazy.
When he opened his eyes again, the world had changed, and he found himself in a primeval forest. Yang Xuan climbed atop a tree and to his astonishment, saw ten suns blazing in the sky.
Gazing into the distance, countless miles away, there was a peak that reached toward the heavens.
Everything else was an endless forest. As Yang Xuan was about to head towards the mountain peak, a sharp cry pierced his ears.
Shriek!
A one-clawed strange bird swooped down from the sky, resembling a crane with blue feathers marked by crimson spots, and a beak as white as jade spitting out surging flames.
Yang Xuan circulated his Qi-Blood to form a crimson armor over his body, protecting him from head to toe, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Wielding the Profound Iron Staff, he leaped into the air, striking the bird. Despite the blazing fire, it could not penetrate the Qi-Blood armor.
Boom!
The bird was hit by the staff, shedding feathers all around, and screeched as it soared away.
Yang Xuan landed on the treetop; unable to fly, he could only watch helplessly as the creature escaped.
“What a pity, that bird would have tasted marvelous roasted!”
As he sighed, another huge flock of strange birds approached from afar, and the leader was dozens of feet in size, exuding a ferocious aura.
“It’s getting windy, better scram!”
Yang Xuan stowed away the Profound Iron Staff and dashed towards the mountain.
Meanwhile, in the outside world.
The column of light that shot into the sky had long since caught the attention of nearby Mountain Gods and local deities.
The Xiqiao Mountain God, who was the closest, came to investigate by flying light. Before he was within a hundred miles, he felt an immense pressure and looked up into the sky.
Standing on a cloud was a four-foot-tall, hairy-faced Taoist dressed in dark blue robes and wielding a long stick.
“Great Saint!”
The Mountain God turned pale and bowed repeatedly, not even bothering to ask about the origin of the column of light, and fled with an urgency several times faster than he had arrived.
“At least you have some sense,” Sun Changsheng muttered, glancing at the column of light and shaking his head helplessly. He wondered what method the Wu God had used to make it impossible to seal with Formation and Prohibition.
“If not for the Wu clan inheritance within, your old Sun would have smashed the temple with a few strikes of the staff. No matter how profound the Divine Skills, once the root is destroyed, it is hard to maintain!”
After a moment of contemplation, the God-Beating Stick extended tens of thousands of feet long, drawing a hundred-mile-diameter circle around the barren mountain.
Sun Changsheng channeled his mana, leaving a few words in the air,
“Those who enter the circle, die!”
By barring everyone from the temple, no one could contest Yang Xuan, and thus the inheritance would almost certainly be his.
Meanwhile, the Xiqiao Mountain God, who had escaped, immediately notified the nearby City God and the on-duty Wuyin Taisui.
The City God had already detected the column of light, and upon hearing that Sun Changsheng was guarding it, he simply passed the message up the chain of command, then ordered his underlings to guard the home while he went on a journey.
With a supreme treasure emerging, the southeast of the Dongsheng Divine Continent had become a place of contention.
If a battle were truly to break out between immortals and True Gods, the land might sink for thousands of miles, leaving countless creatures turned to ashes.
As the news spread, countless cultivators gathered in the southeast of the Divine Continent.
Some explorers, resigned to a potential sacrificial fate, sought the thrill of the journey. After all, the pursuit of Immortal Law is a treasured struggle. Others chose to watch from a distance, holding onto the slim hope that they might find a way in.
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