togophonebook Chapter 28 Gathering of Cultivators
Chapter 28 Gathering of Cultivators
Wang Tianlong and Master Qingmu were completely unaware of what happened afterward. They quickly left the Wind Sea and found a remote, deserted island nearby. They each opened up a temporary cave and eagerly began to seclude themselves to heal their injuries.
Before parting, Wang Tianlong kept his promise and took out a tightly sealed jade box from his storage bracelet, handing it to Master Qingmu. Inside the box was the Qinglan Fruit, which he had obtained after overcoming numerous hardships.
"Fellow Daoist Qingmu, this journey has been perilous; this item should belong to you." Wang Tianlong's voice was still hoarse and weak, but his tone was solemn.
Master Qingmu accepted the jade box, feeling the abundant and pure wind spirit power within. A trace of relief and excitement finally appeared on his pale face. He repeatedly said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang, for keeping your promise! I am truly unworthy of your kindness." As he spoke, he took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag. "These are the Qingmu Rejuvenation Pills that I refined. They will help Fellow Daoist Wang's injuries. Please accept them."
Wang Tianlong accepted the pill without ceremony. The Qingmu Rejuvenation Pill, made by the alchemist Qingmu Shangren, was considered a high-level healing pill in the human realm.
The two said no more and went to their temporary caves to heal their injuries. Wang Tianlong set up many restrictions in his temporary cave and began the difficult healing process. The spatial severing wound on Wang Tianlong's left chest was particularly troublesome, requiring a lot of time and spiritual power to slowly wear down the residual spatial power; Qingmu Shangren's natal magic weapon was damaged, and due to the mental strain, his injuries were also not light.
While they were quietly healing their wounds deep in the deserted island, completely unaware of the changing world outside, news of the core anomaly in the Tianfeng Sea and the appearance of the mysterious ancient palace spread like wildfire throughout the entire cultivation world of the Chaotic Star Sea at an astonishing speed!
At first, the terrifying rumors of "the earth collapsing and the sky splitting apart" only circulated among the low-level cultivators who managed to escape.
Soon, messages from some Nascent Soul cultivators who remained on the outskirts and witnessed parts of the scene greatly increased the credibility of the news.
When several Nascent Soul cultivators personally inspected the site and discovered what appeared to be ancient ruins, and relayed this information back to their respective factions through their own channels, the entire upper echelons of the Chaotic Star Sea were shaken!
The Star Palace, the righteous and demonic paths, the demon race, and many reclusive old monsters all received the news immediately.
News of the ancient ruins' reappearance began to circulate quietly among the most elite circles, sparking heated discussions and speculation. Countless gazes were cast upon the still turbulent and chaotic Tianfeng Sea.
As the undisputed leading power among the human race in the Chaotic Star Sea, the Star Palace's intelligence network spans the entire sea. News of the anomalies in the Heavenly Wind Sea was delivered to the Star Palace's leadership almost immediately through emergency communication channels.
The "drastic changes in the heavens and earth," the "suspected appearance of ancient ruins," and the vague words "Void Heaven Palace" mentioned in the message immediately aroused extreme attention from the highest level of the Star Palace. Without the slightest hesitation, the Star Palace immediately dispatched two mid-stage Nascent Soul elders to the Heavenly Wind Sea to personally investigate the truth and instructed them to make sure they understood the situation and send back messages at any time.
Almost simultaneously, other top forces of the Chaotic Star Sea Human Race, such as the righteous alliance's representative "Tianyi Pavilion" and the demonic "Blood Sea Palace," also received the news through their respective channels. They reacted swiftly, each dispatching a Nascent Soul stage elder or enshrined figure to the Heavenly Wind Sea. In an instant, several Nascent Soul stage cultivators headed towards the Heavenly Wind Sea from different directions.
Meanwhile, the major demon clans residing deep within the Chaotic Star Sea—such as the Thunder Roc Clan, naturally gifted at controlling wind and thunder and possessing unparalleled speed among demons; the Flood Dragon Clan, ruling the deep sea and boasting unmatched physical strength; and the Suanni Clan, of noble blood—all received urgent reports from their spies or affiliated races. They too dared not delay, immediately dispatching their Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators to the Heavenly Wind Sea.
Moreover, cultivators from other cultivation worlds who were traveling in the Chaotic Star Sea, reclusive masters, and certain ancient and well-informed hidden families also heard about this matter through various channels. Faced with the temptation of a possible ancient opportunity, many people could not resist and ended their seclusion or travels, rushing towards the Heavenly Wind Sea from all directions.
In an instant, a storm was brewing!
Just as the various forces of both the human and demon races heard the news and dispatched their experts to the Tianfeng Sea,
In a secluded cave deep within a seabed fissure, shrouded in dense demonic energy, lies a place of chaos and chaos.
A tall, demonic figure, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes. His face was sinister, his skin an unhealthy bluish-gray, and two dark demonic flames flickered deep within his pupils. He exuded an unsettling, chilling aura. This was none other than Hei Ming, an ancient demon in the Nascent Soul stage who had wandered from the ancient demon realm to the human world along with Mo Jiu.
He held a slightly vibrating black bone talisman in his hand, scanned the information within with his divine sense, and a cruel and cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"The Heavenly Wind Sea... a core anomaly... a possible ancient relic appearing in the world?" he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse like the scraping of metal. "Hmph, the human realm is certainly lively. How could such a spectacle be complete without my Holy Race?"
He was ordered by the Demon Dove to infiltrate the Chaotic Star Sea, mainly responsible for secretly collecting the souls of cultivators and demonic beasts to supply the needs of the "Holy Realm Descent Plan".
The current disturbances in the Tianfeng Sea present an excellent opportunity! If it truly is an ancient relic that has appeared, it will inevitably attract a large number of high-level cultivators from both the human and demon races. At that time, amidst the chaos, it will be his perfect chance to reap souls on a massive scale! If he can seize the opportunity to infiltrate the relic, he might even be able to find some treasures or intelligence useful to the demon race.
"Brother Mo Jiu is fully engaged in preparing for his grand descent and has no time to spare. I will go and investigate this matter myself." Hei Ming stood up, his demonic energy surging around him. "Perfect, let those ants of the mortal realm taste the methods of my Holy Clan."
His figure flickered, transforming into a barely perceptible wisp of thin black smoke, silently merging into the icy seawater and speeding towards the Tianfeng Sea. His escape technique was unpredictable, his demonic energy concealed, making it difficult for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators to detect.
Within just a few days, the news had spread rapidly.
The once deserted and infamous Tianfeng Sea now presents an unprecedented scene. High in the sky and on the sea, powerful auras appear and disappear, spiritual light, demonic energy, and demonic atmosphere intertwine, creating a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.
Looking around, more than a dozen figures are the most eye-catching. They are either suspended in the clouds or standing on the crest of the waves. Their auras are as deep as the sea. They are all Nascent Soul stage beings!
On the human side, led by two solemn mid-stage Nascent Soul elders from the Star Palace, clad in star-patterned Daoist robes, their composed demeanor subtly drew everyone's attention. Not far away, an elderly man with an air of otherworldly grace from the Righteous Path Heavenly One Pavilion and a sinister man shrouded in black robes from the Blood Sea Palace each occupied their own territory, their positions clearly defined, their gazes occasionally meeting with scrutiny and apprehension.
The demon race's forces were equally formidable. The Jiaolong clan sent a burly man in a green robe with a single horn on his head and a dignified expression, surrounded by a misty aura; the Thunder Roc clan's transformed demon cultivator was a middle-aged man with silver-white wings on his back and sharp, lightning-like eyes, accompanied by the faint sounds of wind and thunder; the Suanni clan's representative was a robust man with fiery red hair and a violent aura, whose body temperature seemed to have risen several degrees. These transformed demon cultivators made no attempt to conceal their powerful demonic strength, subtly creating a standoff with the human cultivators.
In addition, there were several human cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage, each with a different aura, from other forces or traveling alone, as well as one or two Nascent Soul demon cultivators who were not from the three royal families, scattered around, watching coldly.
Below these dozen or so Nascent Soul stage cultivators were an even larger number of Nascent Soul stage cultivators. They followed in groups of three or five, or hid alone, keeping a distance behind. They dared not get too close to the heart of the storm, yet they were unwilling to miss this tremendous opportunity. Each of them looked tense yet full of anticipation.
All eyes were fixed solemnly on the distance—the core area still shrouded in endless gales, spatial rifts, and destructive energy. Faintly, one could sense something colossal slowly sinking at the center of that chaotic storm, emanating a chilling, ancient pressure.
"The Void Heaven Palace..." Someone uttered these three words in a low voice, which immediately drew silence from the surroundings, and everyone's eyes became even more fervent and complex.