Chapter 130
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Chapter 130: Great Disaster Transformation
"It’s actually the Great Disaster Transformation…"
"Another Great Disaster Transformation!"
In Baishi Town, an angry voice boomed as a stream of spirit energy streaked across the sky, landing on the city wall, revealing a figure.
The newcomer was a middle-aged man with long hair flowing over his shoulders, exuding an overwhelming aura. He wore a jade crown and a law robe shimmering in white and silver, looking quite extraordinary. His black eyes scanned the horizon, almost illuminating half the sky.
Ji Chongtian, the Spiritual Law Official!
"Your Honor!"
The entire Spiritual Law team on the city wall knelt, unable to meet the gaze of the true ruler of Baishi Town.
His presence was too intimidating.
In that moment, the entire world seemed to hold its breath; even the sound of the wind vanished! Not a chirp from the birds or a whisper from the insects… not a sound from any of these people!
But Ji Chongtian did not pay attention to these small figures; his cold glance swept across the town, releasing a terrifying aura.
"Step forward and speak. The Great Disaster Transformation should involve you!"
With this statement, it felt as if the heavens were losing color, and strange phenomena began to appear everywhere; the clouds swirled and billowed, and lightning sparked in a cloudless sky.
In the darkness, the positions of the major families showed flashes of law light as several figures emerged, all formidable beings of the judge realm.
A town.
In ancient times, it represented a military district.
Every town that managed to survive must have a figure at the judge level; only they could withstand the great disaster.
Not to mention, Baishi Town mastered the Crescent Moon Secret Realm, yielding a large amount of Spiritual Herbs every sixty years.
In the hands of those at the judge level, Spiritual Herbs could extend life; over time, the number of judges would naturally increase.
Besides the six visible judges, the Ji family and the Seven Great Families together surely contained at least five more judges.
More than ten judges was an extraordinarily terrifying number; even if the Great Disaster monsters descended, they could resist, or even kill and divide their spiritual treasures.
Among the several judges that appeared this time, Qi Lian was absent, as were any members of the Ji family; only ancient figures from the Seven Great Families stood there.
Three of them.
They muted the sounds around them and silently took their positions atop the city wall.
One blue-clad figure spoke up, "Judge Ji, this matter originates from your use of the Dao Device; why do you question us?"
The other two figures nodded, adding, "How the Great Disaster Transformation occurred and how it began should be clearer to the holder of the Dao Device."
Upon hearing this, the air instantly grew heavy.
Ji Chongtian paused for a long while before slowly replying, "A device that hasn’t even formed its Dao rules can escalate a calamity to the level of a great disaster?"
This was absurd.
Ji Yan’s subordinate Dao artifact was far less powerful than those of the aristocratic families; it relied on the Dao rules of the noble artifacts.
This usage weakened the effectiveness of the Dao rules and lessened the calamity.
To erase a mortal, it was simply impossible to elevate the disaster transformation to a great disaster transformation; they were worlds apart!
"It has nothing to do with us. Our clan has no Dao artifact, how could we interfere with the calamity?"
All three great cultivators said this, refusing to acknowledge any involvement.
Yet in their hearts, many thoughts flashed through.
What Ji Chongtian said made sense.
The Dao artifact used months ago might have made the transformation more terrifying, but it surely couldn’t have turned it into a great disaster transformation.
Someone must have done something to cause this change.
Was it their three clans, or was it everyone involved?
"Our clan’s Dao artifact defines the rules, divides the hierarchy, and stabilizes order for a thousand years; how hard it is to maintain! Last time, you already disappointed us. Are you trying to repeat the same mistakes this time? Do you wish to destroy your own clan?"
Ji Chongtian did not apply pressure; he merely stated the facts.
However, the three great cultivators looked at him, silent and lacking the confidence to retort.
Ji Chongtian was not surprised. He directly commanded, "This time, we will seal the town. Your three clans will take turns resisting the calamity until it ends. Is that understood?"
"But…" After a moment of silence, the three great cultivators nodded.
In Baishi Town, as long as the Ji family still had law realms, they had no room for negotiation!
Once the conversation ended, the incarnations of the three great cultivators dissipated.
Ji Chongtian furrowed his brows, looking towards the horizon, murmuring to himself, "The transformation is becoming more terrifying; why is this happening? Clearly, the Ji family has almost stopped using Dao artifacts, and our protected area has continually shrunk, so why are we still facing the great disaster transformation…"
Although the three were harboring hidden agendas, believing themselves to be the driving force behind the arrival of the great disaster transformation, Ji Chongtian understood that this transformation had been escalating each time, regardless of whether they used Dao artifacts.
According to the clan records, normally, only the use of Dao artifacts would increase calamities, and all those calamities could be divided and diminished.
During the sixty-year cycle, whether by slaying monsters, sacrificing villages, or increasing resonances, they could reduce calamities and minimize the dangers of transformations.
Yet, there was a baseline that could not be reduced; even sacrificing judges would not help.
According to clan records, the Ji family had experienced seventeen cycles over the thousand years, three of which were great disaster transformations, each occurring after more than four cycles, and only these last two were consecutive great disaster transformations.
The first two resulted from inexperience, while the second had a special situation that required frequent use of Dao artifacts—both were unavoidable.
But the recent two were not like that.
Even though they had avoided using Dao artifacts as much as possible and worked wildly to lower calamities, they still faced the great disaster transformation.
For instance, before this transformation began, there were nearly twenty villages near Baishi Town, but in the last twenty years, fifteen had already been sacrificed, all to reduce calamities.
Not to mention slaying monsters and increasing resonances; the Ji family had been trying everything, leaving them no time to manage Baishi Town, creating a misconception among the major families that… perhaps the Ji family’s Dao artifacts were about to collapse?
But even with such great efforts, calamities still escalated to the level of a great disaster, and the underlying difficulty had become terrifyingly high.
This time it was a great disaster; what would it be next time?
The thought sent chills down his spine!
If they did not quickly find the rising difficulty’s cause, Baishi Town would be facing extinction soon.
"Perhaps our ancestors were right; the solution does not lie in Dao artifacts, but in the Three Great Methods… If our clan could break the thousand-year shackles and reach a higher realm, then perhaps in the blink of an eye, resolving such issues would be as easy as flipping a hand."
Ji Chongtian shook his head and transformed into a stream of spirit energy, vanishing without a trace.
In such a remote location, there was no possibility of producing law realms. For a thousand years, while the Ji family appeared to have made great strides in law realms, in reality, they had gained nothing—only the ability to easily crush three or five judges of the same level.
…
In the Crescent Moon Secret Realm.
Yun Ye had diligently cultivated for three whole months, his life energy overflowing his body as he frantically refined his physical roots.
As the star ring contracted and returned to his body, dots of spirit light burst forth from his forehead.
Fire and water colors intertwined, creating an extraordinary pattern on his forehead.
Fierce spirit energy poured into Yun Ye’s body in an instant, transforming into driving energy, causing all his power to surge.
"Spiritual Roots revival."
"Complete."
"The awakening of the Three Great Methods is finished; it’s just a matter of reaching the limit and stepping onto the Heavenly Path!"
Yun Ye, who resembled a seven-year-old, held flames in one hand and flowing water in the other, a satisfied look in his eyes.
Dual Spiritual Roots!
What does it mean that today is different from the past? This time, stepping out means having a bit of prestige!
