Chapter 339: Sacred Artifact Revival
Beside a lush, verdant mountain stream, clear, gurgling water meandered.
The stream was quite wide, and in the middle of the flowing water was a green stone, half submerged and half above the surface.
This green stone had nothing unique about it, but many Disciples of Tianshu Academy would sit on it when their Dao Heart was troubled,
enjoying the scenery and clearing their minds, so someone named it the Dao Comprehension Stone.
However, as a terrifying aura descended like a meteor striking the world, the Dao Comprehension Stone was crushed, sending stone fragments flying.
Chu Yu, who had fallen into the stream, gasped for a moment, lowering his head to look at his abdomen, which had been pierced by Immortal light. Blood continuously flowed from the wound, quickly diluting into pink in the stream and flowing downstream.
In truth, he had never intended to defeat the Old Head Teacher in a one-on-one battle.
Because for over three hundred years, the Old Head Teacher had rarely made a move, and no one knew the true extent of his combat power.
And according to the custom of Qingyun World, the one who lived the longest was often the strongest.
All he had to do was wait for the demon to strike first, then come to rendezvous and suppress him together.
Gasping for a moment, Chu Yu gripped a beam of black light by the stream and, with a raise of his hand, blasted it towards the wizened old man on the mountain peak.
As this beam of killing light erupted into the sky, the stream water instantly evaporated into endless white mist, rising from the riverbed, and the vast forest instantly turned into a sea of fire under this powerful blow.
But he did not care about the effect of this strike; instead, he abruptly looked up at the sky, his eyes instantly narrowing.
He heard a buzzing tremor, and a powerful aura descended from the sky once more. The black mist that had accumulated instantly shattered into scattered clouds across the sky.
Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, dispersed?!
In an instant, Chu Yu's pupils began to tremble wildly.
At the same time, the three Hall Masters and the Elders in front of Ni Mountain couldn't help but turn their heads to look north.
The distant black light scattered across the sky, and the Void Realm, which had been covered in cracks, was rapidly healing.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment, then suddenly focused their minds.
From Zuoqiuyang and Chai Hu's Divine Thought connection, they had seen that astonishing one hundred and twelve swords, and they had also seen the figure leaning on a sword.
Although Ji You had torn open a sliver of hope from this death trap by seizing Divine Soul from the Heavenly Dao, they, like those Upper Five Realms Perfection cultivators on the wall, did not hold too much hope.
Evil Qi innately suppressed cultivators; it was simply an extremely difficult situation to win.
Yet, they never expected that the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice was truly severed by him.
"Who exactly is this child?"
"Ji You."
"Whose family's Disciple?"
"A Disciple from Yuyang County, Feng Province."
"???"
The oldest batch of Elder Council members, like Elder Lu at the time, had been dormant for countless years.
They were all awakened by the Linxian Realm's invasion and naturally didn't recognize this new student who had only been active for five years, astonished by his power and youth.
And when You Yingqiu uttered the words 'Feng Province,' they realized that what was astonishing was far more than that.
At this moment, in the boundless sea of fire, the Head Teacher, dressed in a loose white robe, walked forth, stepping over piled fallen leaves, passing through the century pine and cypress trees swaying in the flames, and saw Chu Yu, who was looking up at the sky in the dried riverbed.
"You deduced it a hundred times; did you ever see this scene?"
Chu Yu slowly turned to look at the Head Teacher: "This Master-in-charge cannot understand. Could it be that the heavenly secrets we deduced were false?"
The Head Teacher stroked his long beard lightly: "Your deductions are not false, but he has no connection with Qingyun World, so he naturally doesn't involve Karma, nor is he within the Heavenly Dao. How could he appear in your deductions?"
After a moment of silence, Chu Yu's eyes flickered, and his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.
They lost. The grand scheme plotted for many years was lost.
He had considered that he might not be a match for the Celestial Book Institute Head Teacher, and he had considered that other Immortal Sects might have hidden trump cards, but he never expected that someone would tear open the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice.
Not within the Heavenly Dao? This Old Ancestor of the Chu family found it hard to comprehend.
Living in this world, how could there be an existence not within this Heavenly Dao?
But a loss was a loss. With the Sacred Artifact's revival, they had already missed their chance and could only retreat immediately.
The people of Shengjing City were all looking up at the sky at this moment, unclear what had just happened, but they could feel as if something had returned, and the hanging heart slightly settled.
But very quickly, they saw a giant beam of lightning in the sky,
that was not ordinary heavenly thunder, but was filled with countless golden rays of light.
In the blink of an eye, a figure soaring above the Void Realm was struck, and his entire body plummeted down fiercely.
West of Yong'an Street, Chunhua Alley, where apricot blossoms bloomed, collapsed with a roar, and countless houses exploded in an instant.
The raging fire swaying in the forest instantly exploded with a roar, and at the same time, from within the thick smoke, a black light condensed into a light sword, tearing through all directions,
descending fiercely like divine thunder from the Nine Heavens.
Closely followed was a golden light shot from Nishan Peak, which was the aura of the city-protecting array's Origin, but it was countless times stronger, pressing down with a roar.
On Nishan Peak, the Old Head Teacher coughed twice, a dull breathing sound continuously emanating from his trachea.
However, he did not withdraw his gaze, but kept staring in the forward direction, then suddenly pointed.
In an instant, countless pillars of light shot out from the sky, pressing a crack in the Void Realm, and with a boom, formed a giant cage with surging Immortal light.
Within the cage, Chu Yu, whose body was shattered, was fiercely shaken back by the light pillars, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Amidst the whistling sound, the Old Head Teacher took a step of a thousand miles, walking from above the sea of clouds.
Chu Yu's life force was continuously draining away. At this moment, he weakly turned his head, looking at the light pillars descending from the sky.
The might of the Sacred Artifact had indeed severely wounded him, but compared to the Sacred Artifact, he felt that the aura of the Old Head Teacher, who had once been his teacher for many years, was even more terrifying.
Although they had entered Linxian Realm by relying on external forces from the ruins, based on their Upper Five Realms Perfection, no matter what method they used, Linxian was Linxian.
When he ascended to this Realm, he could feel the endless power taken from the heavens, and he could also feel where the powerful source of this Realm truly came from.
But as the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice dispersed and the veiled heavenly will returned, he suddenly found that the Head Teacher's power source was somewhat different from theirs.
That power was not necessarily powerful, but it was even more profound and unfathomable.
Indeed, most worldly rumors are false, few are true, but sometimes one must ponder them, and perhaps a clue can be found.
The Celestial Book Institute Head Teacher's cultivation method was indeed different, and he was not an ordinary Immortal.
"Head Teacher, please, for the sake of our past relationship, let me go."
"What nonsense are you spouting—"
The Old Head Teacher suddenly flicked his sleeve, and those dozens of light pillars instantly flashed with an intense white radiance.
The intensely hot light pillars suddenly converged, and in the boundless sky, Chu Yu was completely vaporized by an irresistible force, his screams echoing through all the heavens.
They had plotted for so long, expended countless efforts, and sacrificed almost all of their kin, all for the sake of controlling the Sacred Artifact and holding this world in their hands.
Yet, they were just one step away, and they still failed.
Can the Sacred Artifact only be controlled by them? What kind of damned world is this? Amidst anger and unwillingness, the agonizing roar gradually weakened. This Old Ancestor of the Chu family was instantly crushed into a surging white wave, continuously churning with sizzling sounds.
The Hall Masters and Elders of Tianshu Academy saw this scene, and their hanging hearts finally relaxed.
But the next instant, they saw the Head Teacher transform into a golden light, heading towards the northwest.
Everyone paused slightly, then suddenly realized that the power of the Sacred Artifact resonated throughout the Void Realm in all directions, but only Xuan Yuan Immortal Mansion remained completely silent.
What about Lingjian Mountain?
Everyone couldn't help but turn and look towards the southernmost direction.
At the same time, a spirit mirror emanating a magnificent aura vibrated on Xuanjian Peak, its dazzling light inspiring awe.
The Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain soared into the sky, holding the spirit mirror, descending with heavenly light like a goddess descending to the Mortal Realm, striking down with a roar.
The black Qi that was Split the air was directly shattered, and the Old Ancestor of the Zhuang family widened his eyes in disbelief.
"As expected of my Lingjian Mountain's son-in-law!"
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Yan Shuyi floated in the Void Realm, looking at Chen Fuzi, whose body was covered in cracks, with a puzzled expression.
She knew that the Sacred Artifact's failure must have been caused by the people from the ruins, but she was not clear about the details, nor did she know why the spirit mirror suddenly revived at this moment.
Chen Fuzi glanced at her: "They used the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice to sever the Sacred Artifact's connection with the Heavenly Dao. Ji You was afraid something would happen to you, so he forcefully broke into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice and killed the ritual performer."
Yan Shuyi's eyes narrowed: "Was this arranged by you behind the scenes?"
"Let's kill this person first."
"You come."
Yan Shuyi suddenly flicked her sleeve, sending out the spirit mirror. Chen Fuzi then raised the mirror and charged forward with a roar.
Feeling the power of the Sacred Artifact, the Old Ancestor of the Zhuang family immediately sensed that something bad was happening. After a single strike, he gathered all his strength and instantly fled north.
The humming spirit mirror in Chen Fuzi's hand now erupted with myriad rays of light. Immortal light burst forth from its surface, directly blasting the Old Ancestor of the Zhuang family down fiercely.
"Boom!!!!"
The Old Ancestor of the Zhuang family's left shoulder was instantly blown apart, turning into a sky full of blood mist, falling fiercely from high in the sky.
Amidst the strong winds, the Old Ancestor of the Zhuang family fiercely smashed through a low mountain on the Ring Peak, but he dared not stop, enduring the intense pain as he continuously fled, his expression already one of utter terror.
Unlike the Chu family, the Zhuang family and Lingjian Mountain did not have any irreconcilable blood feud.
But regarding the Sacred Artifact, regarding the authority to control the world, who in Qingyun World could not be tempted by it?
Their Zhuang family was also among the century-old Sects, but they had declined severely in these past few hundred years. Now, even if they participated in the Heavenly Dao Grand Assembly, they could only be in the same section as other century-old Sects.
The most crucial point was that this trend of decline had not weakened. In almost another hundred years, their clan would no longer exist, and facing such a world-changing opportunity, how could they resist?
He had deduced and planned for several years, conducting hundreds of simulations for a foolproof strategy, so he couldn't understand why it had turned into the current situation!
That wild, self-cultivating individual, whom they had never paid much attention to before, had become the variable that had never appeared in any of their deductions.
Just then, a Sword Qi suddenly descended from the sky, carrying a raging hurricane that forcefully struck him back.
Chen Fuzi pressed forward again with the spirit mirror, aiming it fiercely at the Old Ancestor of the Sect's heavenly spirit.
However, just as the Immortal light in the mirror was about to shoot out, the spirit mirror suddenly hummed, showing a hint of resistance, which instantly stiffened his movements for a moment.
But it was only for a moment; the spirit mirror resumed its operation.
Boom!!!!
The Immortal light shot straight up into the Nine Heavens, as if triggering heavenly thunder, and struck down fiercely.
The Old Ancestor of the Sect's eyes were wide with rage, and he used all his strength to swing the iron rod in his hand.
Two powerful forces collided fiercely countless times in the Void Realm, causing the Void Realm to continuously crack open.
Amidst the ear-splitting roar, with a 'puff' of exploding blood mist, a figure fell into the river valley.
While Yan Shuyi was contending with the Old Ancestor of the Sect using the Sword Tomb's sword, the Flying Sword waterfall of Tianjian Peak had already been severed. At this moment, the river valley was entirely piled with shattered mountain rocks. The Old Ancestor of the Sect fell from the sky, his shattered body slamming violently onto a sharp mountain rock.
His chest had been pierced through, and at this moment, crimson blood continuously flowed out, instantly dyeing the entire mountain rock crimson.
Chen Fuzi was also covered in cracks, constantly splattering dirt, looking like a clay figure that had accidentally shattered on the ground. At this moment, he hovered above the river valley, looked at the corpse, let out a sigh of relief, and then turned to leave.
But before he could take half a step, the spirit mirror floating above his head suddenly broke free from his control, and at the same time, a beam of Immortal light enveloped it.
Chen Fuzi looked towards the peak of Xuanjian Peak and saw Yan Shuyi, dressed in the Master Jian's Immortal robe, appear with a cold expression on the sloped cliff on the east side of the river valley.
The spirit mirror was now under her control, and endless killing intent surged within the Immortal light.
"Where is Ji You?"
Chen Fuzi glanced at her, showing no anger despite being trapped by the spirit mirror; instead, he seemed somewhat appreciative.
After finally waiting for the spirit mirror to revive, seeing that the Old Ancestor of the Sect was about to escape, at such a critical moment, she still set up a trap. First, she threw the spirit mirror to him to see if he could control it, and then during the battle, she tried to control the spirit mirror, testing if she could reclaim it, all just to trap him at this moment.
"Little Yan Shu, you are too cautious. I am your grandfather, after all."
Yan Shuyi did not reply, still looking at him coldly: "Where is Ji You?"
Upon hearing that Ji You had trespassed into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, she had already made up her mind to trap him after the Old Ancestor of the Sect died.
On one hand, she didn't know what he was planning, but most importantly, it was for the young Disciple of Tianshu Academy.
Because she knew what would happen if one forcibly intruded during the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, and she also knew that those demon people would leave an even more violent killing intent in the final stage.
Chen Fuzi couldn't help but stroke his long beard after hearing this: "He is still at the Human Race altar."
"Is he alive or dead?"
"I don't know either."
Yan Shuyi's eyelashes trembled after hearing this: "Go save him."
Chen Fuzi looked up after hearing this: "What if he's dead?"
"You are an Immortal, so you naturally have a way, don't you?"
"You are quite clever."
For cultivators in the Qingyun World, what matters for life is not cultivation or Spirit Origin, but the Physical Body and Divine Thought.
Because even if one loses all cultivation, they can still live, and even if Spirit Origin shatters, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Only the Physical Body and Divine Thought, losing either one makes continued existence impossible.
But this Old Ancestor in front of him had no Physical Body, only a mud body.
This could only mean one thing: he had once undergone Ascension, abandoning his Mortal Physical Body, which meant he was definitely not a Mortal but an Immortal.
Yan Shuyi wanted to trap this Immortal and know that Ji You was fine.
Chen Fuzi rolled up his sleeves at this moment: "Ji You forcefully intruded into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice and fought fiercely with others in the Evil Qi, so injuries are inevitable. But since we won in the end, it means he won first, so you don't need to be overly anxious."
Yan Shuyi did not withdraw the spirit mirror: "Don't try to fob me off with ambiguous words."
"He can only rely on himself to get through this. If he truly dies, I am powerless, because I am not the kind of Immortal you think I am."
"???"
Chen Fuzi looked at her: "I did Ascend once, but I did not leave this world. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to defeat a Linxian Realm demon person. So, I don't have those transcendent Immortal arts. However, that kid has always had extremely good Luck on his journey, so I think he should be fine."
After a long silence, Yan Shuyi looked at him: "Then tell me why you disappeared, and why you appeared in Yuyang County? What are you planning for Ji You?"
"Let me sit down first."
Chen Fuzi spread his sleeves, and sand and dirt continuously peeled off his body.
Yan Shuyi held the spirit mirror, watching him coldly as he sat down in the river valley: "Back then, a close friend of mine died. Before his death, he entrusted me to do some things that he should have continued to do."
"Friend?"
"A fellow who loved wine all day and was terrible at gambling."
The young Master Jian looked at him: "And then?"
Chen Fuzi sighed: "I am not him after all. After several attempts, I became like this. But this was my own choice, so I can't blame anyone else. At that time, I should have shed my Mortal body and become an Immortal, but I couldn't bear to leave this world, so I came back."
"Someone who Ascended, can they still come back?"
"My original intention was not to Ascend. After shedding my Mortal body, I made a grand vow to the Heavenly Dao to be able to return. Then I returned the spirit mirror to Lingjian Mountain and began searching for a Legacy for him everywhere.
"Is Ji You the Legacy you found for him?"
"I didn't find him, and he wasn't found by me. It was simply in accordance with the Heavenly Dao. So, I, on behalf of his master, took him as a Disciple, letting him pick up the Legacy, only hoping that he could complete what we were unable to complete. I bear him no ill will."
"What exactly do you want him to do?"
As Yan Shuyi uttered a sentence, her beautiful brows furrowed abruptly, and the spirit mirror in her hand whistled away.
The originally quiet Lingjian Mountain instantly let out a violent roar, and the Immortal light in the mirror slammed down towards Chen Fuzi, who had suddenly stood up.
With a muffled thud, Chen Fuzi forcefully crushed that beam of Immortal light with his palms, and at the same time, used the force to rush far away, for a thousand li.
At that moment, another crack appeared on his shoulder, extending all the way to his waist, causing shattered dirt to continuously fall from his body.
Indeed, as soon as a woman has a man she likes, her elbow turns outwards.
On Xuanjian Peak, Yan Shuyi silently watched the disappearing figure, her Phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and a beam of Immortal light shot out from the mirror, completely shattering the Tianjian Peak opposite.
She then returned to Xuanjian Peak, helped up the two clan Elders and Qi Zhengyang, and sent them into the main hall with Spiritual Qi, then turned to look at the ruins.
Amidst the roaring explosions, the surrounding mountains of the ruins trembled.
More than a dozen Upper Five Realms Perfection cultivators from the Six Great Immortal Sects fought continuously with those demon people, capturing several live ones, but some others escaped.
At this moment, as the Evil Qi in the Human Race Dao field dissipated, Cao Jinsong roared "Evil Disciple!" and rushed in.
The others also followed, flying with Spiritual Qi through the air towards the center of the altar.
Some of them were concerned about Ji You's life and death, while others found it unbelievable.
And as they landed at the heart of the altar, they could finally feel how terrifying Ji You's strike that killed Chu Xian truly was.
Because even at this moment, an unbearable pressure still permeated the cut-open gully.
Feeling this aura, Shang Xiyao and Huo Xingzhong both narrowed their eyes silently.
"Evil Disciple!"
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Perhaps affected by the vibration of the sound, Ji You, who was leaning on his sword, suddenly fell forward and was quickly caught by Wen Zhengxin.
He still had breath, but it was very faint.
Without a moment's hesitation, the three Master-in-charge who had followed immediately released huge Flying Swords.
Cao Jinsong, Wen Zhengxin, Ban Yangshu, plus the Lu Family Sisters, five people frantically moved him onto it, planning to take him away from here first.
"Why is his hand so tight?"
As soon as Cao Jinsong sat on the Flying Sword, he began to examine Ji You's injuries and found that he was tightly clutching his left hand, which made him feel a hint of doubt. Wen Zhengxin looked at it twice, then looked up: "It seems there's something."
"What is it?"
"We'll know if we look."
Wen Zhengxin forcefully pried open Ji You's hand, took a look, and then his mouth twitched.
Seeing this, Cao Jinsong couldn't help but lean closer out of curiosity, and saw that in his palm was a storage gourd engraved with the character 'Chu', and his eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Damn it, he really is a money-grubber, even in death.
And seeing the spirit swords ascend into the sky, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu in the altar turned and left without any hesitation.
Because after learning that their Young Master was still alive, their most worried person had now become their Master Jian.
In fact, with the collapse of the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, the first reaction of all Immortal Sect members was to immediately return to their mountains and see how their Sect was now.
So, whistling flying boats rose into the sky, driven by great magical power, and left Liang Province amidst a wild roar.
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