Chapter 521 Part 1

Chapter 521 Part 1: The True Immortal in the Human World (1)

Dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning flashed between the clouds like a woven web.

In the past, the Yunxiao Taoist Lord at the Soul Changing Stage could freeze rivers for a thousand miles, and the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect at the Tao Achieving Stage was even more powerful than found in the human world.

A figure of a divine being appeared behind him, and with each movement, mountains collapsed; it seemed as if the sky was filled with a sea of lightning, held in the hands of the divine figure.

Qiao Mu did not intervene.

He just watched from a distance.

Because in front of him stood a holy figure and five unparalleled masters.

They were the new generation of powerful martial artists, standing tall after fifty years of storms in Jiu Province.

"Jingwei fills the sea."

At this moment, fierce flames scorched the sky, and Demon King Qing Li’s figure resembled a great sun, radiating endless light and heat.

Demon King Qing Li was taught by the Spear Saint, who reached superb rank in mastery nearly a hundred years ago; her martial arts skills have also reached their peak after fifty years.

This seemingly endless flame came from her heart and spirit, a heart fire that burned continuously like the blazing sun.

Jingwei fills the sea, tirelessly for ten thousand years; even in death, the will remains, until the sea has dried up.

She repeated her most powerful killing moves over and over, like a sun that never ceases to burn.

At first, the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect could still hold back.

But as the fierce battle continued, the blazing flames had nearly surrounded the entire sky as far as the eye could see.

Even the divine form, over a hundred meters long, was touched by these almost omnipresent illusory flames, and the tall incense god body burned fiercely.

The Demon King Qing Li practiced the martial arts of mortals and also possessed the body of the Jingwei Divine Bird. Although he did not have true strength, his achievements in martial arts were not weaker than those of several others.

Her flames did not come from the powers of the Jingwei Divine Bird clan, but from a heart that burned like a fierce fire, forever ablaze.

As long as her obsession remained, the fire in her heart would also never cease.

Amidst the swirling flames, the once towering divine form, which resembled a small mountain, began to shrink gradually and showed signs of injury.

"The divine bird Jingwei is indeed hard to kill… tsk, the ancient divine bird should not exist in the human world. It’s all Yunxiao Sect’s fault for raising a tiger," the leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect muttered, then turned his attention to the others.

In the sky, the lightning roared like a boiling sea, and the bright white electric snakes intertwined, piercing through the vastness of the sky and shattering the surrounding blood shadows.

But in the next moment, the various blood shadows stepped out again from beside Xue Changhe.

"They will not die as long as I am still here; the Xue family will endure," Xue Changhe said with a gaze as sharp as a sword.

The martial artists of the Xue family fighting alongside Xue Changhe were not real people but existed as fellow martial artists in his heart.

In the next moment, the illusory Sky Piercing River surged, and each drop of water turned into sharp sword light.

The protective treasure surrounding him did not completely block this overwhelming sword light like the Sky Piercing River, and the robe was cut with fine slits.

The main body, the dharma body, and the divine body were all starting to get damaged under the attack.

These powerful martial artists displayed their skills in front of the last Immortal Sect Leader of the human world, showing their strongest moves and techniques.

"These martial artists…" The leader of the Soul Predicting Path frowned and finally felt a bit anxious.

The fifty years seemed different for the immortal cultivators and the martial artists of the human world.

The immortal path has countless mysterious techniques, while in the past, ordinary martial artists had limited abilities and seemed weak in front of these techniques.

However, over the years, the situation seemed to have turned around, and he couldn’t quite adapt to the new tricks that martial artists had mastered in just fifty years.

"I guess I will just overpower them," the leader of the Soul Predicting Path said with an expressionless face.

The once glorious Nine Immortal Gates has become a thing of the past. Only the Soul Predicting Path, which knows how to seek benefits and avoid harm, laughs in the end and becomes the final winner.

The human martial artists do not understand the importance of competition for incense offerings, so most of the mortal incense offerings in the vast Jiu Province belong to the Soul Predicting Path and to him, the Yanshen Great Taoist Lord.

There is no need to figure out how to deal with new tricks from martial artists. With the current strength of the Soul Predicting Path sect leader, using sheer force to overpower others is the simplest and most direct method!

He has refined his dharma body by absorbing the heavenly materials and earthly treasures obtained from the other Immortal Gates and has gathered the mortal incense into his incense spirit body. Now,he is undoubtedly the most powerful being in the entire human realm.

There is no need to counter every move; simply overpower them!

The Yunxiao Taoist Lord of the Soul Changing Stage can freeze a thousand miles, and if the Soul Predicting Path sect leader uses his full strength as a trinity, he can naturally turn the vast ocean into dust.

The Soul Predicting Path sect leader changed tactics; in an instant, lightning roared like a tsunami, and the burning incense spirit body struck forward once again with a powerful palm.

Just at that moment, a clear sound of a sword rang out.

A long line of sword marks appeared in the sky, thick dark clouds swirling inward, as if the heavens had been cut open by this astonishing sword.

The Earth Sword Immortal lightly flicked his dull wooden sword twice and carelessly sat down on the ground.

"The Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship is a final move with no return." The wooden sword trembled slightly and spoke in Lu Yanbei’s voice:

"But this time, you and I are not alone."

The Soul Predicting Pathsect leader’s dharma body, along with its protective treasure, split into two, turning into faint, shimmering shadows.

In the shining light.

A tall Blood Flesh Divine Being rapidly expanded, its giant fist smashing through the heavy lightning in front of it, grabbing the real body of the Soul Predicting Pathsect leader in one hand.

"Am I going to die?" The Soul Predicting Pathsect leader felt dazed for a moment.

The battlefield changed in an instant, and even he did not expect this sudden shift.

At this moment, he was held in Wu Qizheng’s hand, his robe torn, hair disheveled, but he still forced a smile:

"Your efforts as ordinary people are ultimately in vain—–"

"There are too many pointless words; whether it is in vain or not is not up to you." Wu Qizheng, transformed into the Blood Flesh Divine Being, did not say much; he applied a little more force, and in an instant, the physical body of the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect was crushed to pieces.

"The leader of the Soul Predicting Path is dead?"

The martial artists on the battlefield found it hard to believe.

The leader of the Soul Predicting Path gathered most of the incense from Jiu Province. Since the great change in heaven and earth and the decline of spiritual energy, he was the only cultivator to break through and enter the Tao Achieving Stage.

The wings of the Soul Predicting Path had been mostly cut before the battle; now, with the leader of the Soul Predicting Path dead, it almost declared victory in this great war.

"Did we win?"

"After a long journey of fifty years, have the efforts of generations of martial artists finally brought us to this day?"

"No, it is not a fifty-year long journey, but nearly a hundred years since the start of the first Inhuman War…"

Fifty years in the human world is a long and difficult struggle for ordinary people here. After a long journey, the martial arts today shine brightly.

Perhaps it is because there have been too many hardships over the years.

When this battle finally ends in victory, many martial artists feel a sense of disillusionment in their hearts, doubting if it is real and wondering if they are in a dream.

"No, the ordinary people of Jiu Province who have fought until now deserve this outcome."

Qiao Mu stood on a small hill, looking out at the battlefield.

He watched from the other shore until the end.

He just stood by and watched this winding journey that lasted nearly a hundred years, without needing to get involved or call upon a great hero, it had already come to an end.

At this moment.

In the fifty thousand years of the Long Life Dream, the obsession in his heart also seems to have come to an end.

………………………

Wu Qizheng, who has transformed into the Blood Flesh Divine Being, lowered his head and stared at the crushed body of the Soul Predicting Pathsect leader in his hands.

Now, Wu Qizheng is the strongest warrior who has reached the end of the Way of Gluttony, particularly sensitive to the blood and flesh of living beings.

As long as his spiritual refining skills are sufficient, Wu Qizheng can continuously draw blood, flesh, and souls from his enemies as he defeats them, becoming stronger and stronger.

However, the moment he killed the Soul Predicting Pathsect leader, he felt that the once powerful leader had turned into an empty shell with almost no power left at the moment of death.

"Feigning death? Dying in someone else’s place? Was that just an empty shell a moment ago? No, this doesn’t make sense," Wu Qizheng concluded.

The Soul Predicting Pathsect leader just now was indeed a true Tao Achieving Stage cultivator, and he possessed three strong bodies, unmatched in power.

If such a powerful enemy was merely a false body, then his true strength must far surpass the combined might of all the strongest martial artists, including Wu Qizheng.

But if that were the case, the Soul Predicting Pathsect leader would have long since swept through Jiu Province.

So, this matter clearly has another reason.

"At the very moment the leader of the Soul Predicting Pathsect died, he became an empty shell, and the once great power no longer existed in his body… So, is there a stronger enemy?"

Wu Qizheng looked around.

And at that moment.

Immortal Diyuan’s expression also became serious.

The abnormality that Wu Qizheng noticed, this former True Immortal naturally also noticed.

"There truly is another mystery here." Immortal Diyuan suddenly sighed:

"If I were still a True Immortal, I should have noticed it sooner…"

"This Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate has already set up a blood sacrifice formation within a hundred miles, and the person who set up the formation managed to hide from my magical sight, so it must be a True Immortal."

"Hmm? Blood Sacrifice Great Formation?" Qiao Mu slightly raised his eyes and looked around.

Qiao Mu had once entered the Hundred-mile Desert in Zhong Province, which was the place where the Great Dao Sect nourished souls.

The vast desert was completely enveloped by the Great Dao Sect’s Immortal Gate formation, which not only blocked inside from outside but also constantly captured the souls of soldiers who had died in battle over the past forty years.

Today’s strange changes in the leader of the Soul Predicting Path also reminded him of this long-ago event.

At that moment.

As Immortal Diyuan finished speaking, a man appeared from the tall buildings of the Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate.

This man looked young, with no joy or sadness on his face, and his eyes were deep like a chasm.

"Diyuan, you didn’t have to reveal it," the man said calmly.

"In any case, the result would be the same. If you had not spoken about it, you could have remained in ignorance."

The moment the Taoist appeared.

Many gazes naturally gathered.

Among them was also the Shaoyang Taoist Lord and other surviving Soul Predicting Path cultivators.

Although Shaoyang Taoist Lord was already a Soul Changing Taoist Lord, he was trapped in the heavy encirclement of the Immortal Slaying Army, with his robe soaked in blood, watching as he approached his end, with even the sect leader dying before his eyes.

But when the Taoist appeared, he saw the dawn of hope for rescue.

"Master… is it really our founding master of the Soul Predicting Path?!"

A single stone stirred up countless waves.

Unlike the previous patriarch Tianshu, who was trapped in a small world.

The so-called founding master naturally refers to the first master of the Soul Predicting Path, the creator of the entire Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate.

Soul Predicting Path… of course, here it should be called Immortal Yanshen.

According to the records in the sect, this founding ancestor ascended to immortality over a hundred thousand years ago.

He is the first True Immortal to appear in Jiu Province in ten thousand years…

"The first ancestor attained enlightenment and ascended over a hundred thousand years ago. The so-called True Immortal can catch stars and seize the moon, creating paradise and everlasting life. In front of a True Immortal, you mere mortals are like chickens and dogs…"

Just as Shaoyang Taoist Lord finished speaking, another figure appeared before him.

Li Changshi was clad in an illusory armor made of condensed blood energy, wielding a long knife that gleamed with blood like a raging wolf, striking the injured Shaoyang Taoist Lord in two.

Upon knowing that the True Immortal of Soul Predicting Path was present, Li Changshi attacked even faster, fearing that this descending True Immortal would save his strong enemy.

But both he and Shaoyang Taoist Lord were surprised to find that Immortal Yanshen did not make any move; he, like Qiao Mu, merely stood by and watched.

As they watched Shaoyang Taoist Lord be separated from his head and body, he did not make any attempt to save him.

"Master saves—–" Shaoyang Taoist Lord was about to cry out loudly, but suddenly his voice froze.

The body that had just fallen turned to dust in the blink of an eye, and as the gentle breeze blew, the ashes vanished, and the remaining spirit also turned to dust in an instant.

He widened his eyes and finally understood something in his last moments.

Normally, one would think that not even a True Immortal could come into the world, nor could the Mahayana Stage Patriarch Tianshu return, and the mortal army surrounding the Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate would all be easily defeated.

But what is the reality?

The truth is that the leader of the Soul Predicting Path sect watched as the Long Life Gate suffered an attack and was destroyed, without taking any other action, simply sitting in their sect and watching as the other Taoist Lords and temples from various states were slowly eaten away by the already powerful mortal martial artists.

Until the army arrived at the mountain, all rivers merging into the sea, creating a great wave strong enough to destroy even the Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate.

No… the Soul Predicting Path was not completely inactive either.

Shaoyang Taoist Lord’s mind raced through past scenes; when the sect was besieged by the Immortal Slaying Army, he, as the last remaining Soul Changing Stage elder of the Soul Predicting Path, had once directly told the sect leader face to face, scolding him for being foolish and missing a great opportunity…

As a result, the sect leader ordered all the young cultivators, including the Taoist Child from Cave Heaven Small World, to move out completely, cutting off their own path.

This was an absolutely suffocating action, even making Shaoyang Taoist Lord doubt if the sect leader had been possessed by an enemy…

But at this moment, in his final moments, he finally understood.

"The founding ancestor who has already become a True Immortal is not on our side, and is even watching as our Soul Predicting Path junior cultivators walk toward their end?"

"The sect leader has not been possessed; instead, the founding ancestor, who has already become a True Immortal, is nearby, and he is completely powerless…"

Upon realizing this, Shaoyang Taoist Lord felt a deep chill seep into his bones.

How could the junior cultivators of Soul Predicting Path compete against the founding ancestor who has already become a True Immortal?

Both sides share the same origin in their cultivation methods, but the founding ancestor’s mastery is many levels higher. Even the divination techniques that the Soul Predicting Path cultivators rely on for fame are meaningless before the founding ancestor.

How can one use the divination techniques for gaining benefits and avoiding harm when faced with the ancestor who created this path?

Faced with the members of the Qiao family, the Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate was powerless to resist, but could retreat into a small world for refuge.

However, in front of the first-generation ancestor, they had no way to escape.