Chapter 76: The Broken Heavenly Dao (Seeking First Subscription orz)
Under the blood-red sky, purple thunderclouds suddenly gathered, striking down fiercely and shaking the heavens.
Below the restless thunderclouds, an old man, only his upper body remaining, was dragging a blood-red tail formed from chaotic flesh, ascending the Immortal Path.
When he saw the myriad thunders descend like suspended swords, he revealed an expression of disbelief, and blood splattered from his deeply sunken eye sockets.
The Heavenly Dao was clearly on its last breath, on the verge of death, so why could it still react?
At this moment, the sword-like lightning struck, directly cutting the old man, causing blood to splatter and filling his eyes with terror.
"Why can one only achieve Immortal Ascension if recognized by the Seven Great Immortal Sects?"
"Because you are dying. You cannot control the Qingyun World, so you can only use this to prolong your Lifespan!"
"I was exceptionally talented for an entire era, but alas, I am not of the Seven Great Immortal Sects' Bloodline. I can only wither away until my Lifespan is nearly exhausted. What kind of Dao is this?"
"Are the sages you chose truly sagely? Are their descendants sagely too?"
"This is a broken world, and you are also a broken Heavenly Dao!"
"I have used the land without heaven as a furnace, ignited the Karma Fire, and used the Spirit Origin of myriad cultivators to refine the Immortal Dao of the Lasting Peace Race. I have long since transcended your control; you cannot stop me!"
As he shouted, another, larger thundercloud began to gather.
The old man instantly suffocated: "I was just speaking boastfully. If you truly have a Dao, then do not stop me!"
His response was the continuous roar of Heavenly Lightning, each strike landing on his writhing flesh, causing blood to splatter.
The old man was directly suppressed by the Heavenly Lightning, but not long after, he struggled back up.
His massive blood-red tail was now rotten, exposing disgusting pink flesh that oozed like grease, yet he still ascended against the current.
Because he felt that the Heavenly Dao was merely putting on a strong front, a paper tiger!
The reason it gathered such a grand Lightning Tribulation at the beginning was because it couldn't gather a second one.
As long as he could use this ugly body to break open the Immortal Gate, shed his mortal coil, then behind it would be the great freedom of auspicious longevity.
But to his surprise, after the lightning had struck, a deep purple thundercloud once again gathered in the sky, even more imposing than before.
The old man suffocated even more, roaring that it was just boastful talk, just boastful talk. His scarlet eyes were abnormally frantic and furious, causing the blood-red tail behind him to struggle incessantly, already beginning to uncontrollably absorb the remaining Spirit Origin.
Deep within the ruins, in the so-called Central Immortal Mountain.
Countless cultivators were still immersed in their “Immortal Dao dream,” their bodies not melted by the Karma Fire, yet experiencing severe pain, their Spirit Origin directly bursting out.
At this moment, there was no so-called great freedom, no so-called great profoundness.
Amidst the gushing blood, the entire mountaintop was stained red with blood.
The Celestial Book Institute Head Teacher now stood above the Nine Heavens, his aura continuously surging with the dancing wind, even his white beard fluttering in the breeze.
In his hand was the golden Celestial Book, which was now trembling intensely.
But even so, the Head Teacher watched this scene with open eyes, never making a move.
He could not enter the ruins, nor could the Celestial Book, because they would be contaminated.
And at this moment, the re-gathered Heavenly Lightning struck fiercely at the struggling old man, a trace of annihilating Qi reverberating in all directions.
The old man had already frozen, but his massive blood-red tail was still struggling madly, shrieking violently, as if trying to break free.
It was this sharp, piercing sound, carrying a terrifying aura, that caused countless common people on the ground to tremble wildly.
They had no idea what was happening, only seeing lightning and red light flashing alternately in the distant sky. In their panic, they knelt lower and lower.
As for the cultivators in the city, they also found it difficult to see anything.
Because that part of the world had already been stirred into chaos, the Heavenly Dao disordered and restless.
"Something extraordinary must have happened in the sky..."
"Perhaps one can observe it with Divine Thought?"
Ji You held onto a pillar of the teahouse with one hand, his left foot on the protruding eaves, his upper body already leaning out of the teahouse, a golden light slowly rising in his eyes.
But before his Divine Thought could soar, he heard a "thump" sound.
On the tiled roof of the civilian house opposite, an old man who also loved to watch the commotion suddenly spat out blood and fell straight onto the street.
"Don't use Divine Thought," the old man mumbled before he fainted.
"Forget it, I won't look."
"It's not that I'm afraid of death, I just don't like watching commotion."
Ji You pulled his body back, calmly picked up his teacup, then spilled tea all over the table.
Just then, an even more magnificent thunderbolt descended from the sky, and the world was clear for an instant, but then quickly returned to darkness.
But in that fleeting moment of clarity, Ji You seemed to see a viscous blackness slowly spreading outwards along the horizon.
The night was too dark; identical blacks merging made it difficult to see clearly, but it was indeed continuously spreading.
Cultivators needed to reach the Wujiang Realm to truly enter the Void Realm, so he didn't know if the sky had a 'top.'
Speaking of which, the highest Realm cultivator he knew was the Fairy who liked to kick people.
Then, a piece of rotten flesh, charred black with streaks of pink and grease, fell from the sky, seemingly still trembling.
The old man's blood-red eyes were already cloudy, and his entire body was continuously disintegrating amidst tremors.
Although he was forced to do this before his Lifespan ran out, he had prepared for so long, yet he didn't even see the legendary Immortal Gate—
This path is impassable.
But this no longer concerned him, because he was about to die.
And thinking of the word "death," the old man's shattered flesh instantly struggled again, as if it had infused him with a final breath.
Then he opened his mouth wide, and a blood-red light beam directly pierced through a thousand li of Void Realm, fiercely penetrating the darkness and vanishing into the distance.
And after this strike, the light in the old man's eyes completely vanished, and he fell directly among the mountains,
Landing on the mountaintop stained with blood.
At this moment, the Celestial Book Institute Head Teacher responded, holding the Celestial Book and soaring to the Nine Heavens.
Ji You hadn't been mistaken earlier; under the boundless night, there was indeed a viscous blackness secretly covering the clear sky, and now it was accelerating.
But as the Celestial Book emitted an Immortal Light, that viscous blackness retreated rapidly, as if countless ants had encountered fire.
But ants are alive after all, and seeing this path blocked, they began to detour.
The Celestial Book Institute Head Teacher then pursued them with the Celestial Book in hand, and a brilliant golden light appeared within the book's pages, directly burning through them.
At this moment, the world truly began to clear.
The Evil Qi outside Ningcheng County instantly roared back, rapidly surging into the mountains.
Only the Evil Seed scattered across the mountains and plains suddenly seemed to lose their vitality, falling directly to the ground.
A ray of sunlight shone from the sky, stinging everyone's eyes, forcing them to quickly take cover. It was a long time before they grew accustomed to such brightness.
Then they realized that it was not night, but noon.
Most people at this time still didn't understand what had happened in the mountains. They only saw countless Flying Swords again scrambling towards the ruins, but their expressions had become extremely panicked.
Ji You now came to his senses, left the teahouse, and stood under the sunlight, gazing at the clear sky.
With that one look, he felt the magnificent Heavenly Dao had returned, and a powerful Qi wave roared up from his entire body, accompanied by Spirit Light rapidly spreading in all directions.
The cultivators standing in front all turned their heads, looking at his young face with some astonishment.
He was about to break through to the Profound Realm—
This was something that was supposed to happen.
He had already felt himself cross the threshold in the ruins, but there was no Heavenly Dao there, so his Realm had been suppressed.
However, after thinking for a moment, Ji You fiercely suppressed his Divine Thought, not responding to the Heavenly Dao at all.
Thus, the Heavenly Light that had not yet descended quickly retracted.
He temporarily didn't plan to become a bandit, because the old doctor had enlightened him—he really couldn't do anything after leaving the Immortal Sect.
But he couldn't just break through to the Profound Realm like this, because if he did, many people wouldn't want him to return alive.
After all, this was Qi Ridge, and so many cultivators had died here after all.
So, what difference would one more person named Ji dying make?
Therefore, he had to return to Tianshu Academy first, then break through in front of everyone, first accepting everyone's praise, and then seeing the admiring gazes of those women, being continuously extolled by the Outer Courtyard, resounding in all directions.
Only then would no one dare to secretly make a move against him.
It's no wonder the world looks down on private cultivators from the countryside; people of his status just need to be more cautious.
Ji You suppressed his Realm, yawned, turned his head to look down the long street, and wondered why the people who went to get money hadn't returned yet.
They wouldn't have run off without paying, would they?
As he pondered, he suddenly saw a silver ingot thrown out from the alley opposite, rolling to a spot not far in front—
"Wild silver?"
