Chapter 496

Chapter 496: The Talented Ascendants Arrive Together

There is only one Great Thousand Cave on the Wutu Continent, and its entrance lies within the stone city of the Xun Wind Desert. It opens once every few hundred years, making it a rare opportunity sought after worldwide.

At this moment, disciples from various sects across different continents arrive, and countless talented ascendants gather, preparing to enter the cave in search of their fortunes.

According to previous timelines, Li Hui would miss out on this grand event, only discovering its secrets years later, making entry into the Golden Luan Cave impossible at that time; it would have become a lifelong regret.

However, with the conflict between heart of Dao and demonic heart at play, he sought to reopen possibilities and carve a dangerous path forward.

Arriving at the Profound Law Stage, Li Hui reflected on the benefits those practitioners would gain from the Golden Luan Cave that could impact the next several hundred years. How could he let such an opportunity slip away? Therefore, he spared no expense, using Jun Mo Xiao’s vast resources to bring himself into the stone city.

Thus, he came forth, invoking countless changes; meeting Yang Jiuzhen and Ren Jiufeng, and even facing an attack from a man and a woman practitioners.

“Today is my first time seeing cultivators from another continent. This is outrageous! They start a fight as soon as they arrive,” Li Hui declared. “Fine, you want to fight? I’m here for it; let’s go all the way!”

Even clay figurines have some earthiness, let alone a vigorous young man. Though Li Hui acted calmly and seasoned, he was not without fierce spirit. One only needed to look at his methods against demons to see his brutal side.

“Boom…” The Dragon Claw swept through the air, dominating the scene.

The male and female practitioners were astonished, their treasures unexpectedly shattering. What they never anticipated was that the time force would freeze them in place, rendering them immobile.

“No wonder the Jin Tian Sect wants to protect him; he truly possesses the fortune of Nine Maangs!” The man said coldly, a towering human-like Legal form erupting behind him.

While most practitioners have beast-like forms, the man’s Legal form was an elderly figure with white hair, eyes tightly closed, also carrying a wooden sword, towering at thirty zhang high.

“I am Jian Wujie, the reincarnation of the Sword Emperor. In my previous life, I was a Legal form; in this life, my surname is Sword, and my name is Jian Wujie.” With his words came the sound of a sword ringing as it was drawn, slashing at the time Dragon Claw in an instant.

The Bai Ze Legal form sprang up behind Li Hui, soaring high and declaring, “Who cares what you call yourself? Dare to touch my lord and lose your limbs!”

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The Dragon Claws surged forth, actually reversing time for a moment to strike Jian Wujie, causing his body to tremble in shock. He roared, “You dare to reverse cause and effect? The fruit exists first, then the cause!”

“Poof, poof…” Jian Wujie bore wounds on his body, enraged he threw back his head and howled, “Sword Emperor open your eyes, breaking ten thousand laws through time!”

“Boom!!!!”

The wooden sword moved faster than any stroke before, following a mysterious path to intersect with the time Dragon Claw in a fierce clash.

As scars appeared and healed on Jian Wujie, the level of their magical combat exceeded ordinary practitioners’ understanding, revealing that beyond this world, there were even stronger beings from other continents than Wutu.

After fighting for a moment, the woman beside Jian Wujie was about to shift her position when she was stunned to find her energy restricted, a cold sensation creeping in, surprising her, “Heavenly Hero Sect?”

Suddenly, a tremendous pressure descended, forcing both Jian Wujie and Li Hui to retreat. A figure appeared in mid-air, surveying the scene, and spoke, “If you want to fight, go to the cave. If the entrance collapses, we’ll miss this chance; who will take the responsibility?”

His voice bore immense authority, extinguishing any will to resist.

Jian Wujie grunted, “Are you Kuang Daoxun from the Jin Tian Sect? When did you enter the Myriad Forms? Why isn’t Zhang Daoheng here?”

“Li Yingjun is here in place of Zhang Daoheng. Although the handsome junior hasn’t entered the ranks of ascendants yet, he has a different Dao inheritance to carry on.” The man in mid-air wore an oversized dao robe featuring the Tai Chi symbol embroidered on the front and back, his hair tied into a traditional bun—a true embodiment of the Daoist aesthetic.

“Greetings, Brother Kuang!” Li Hui hurriedly bowed.

This is the first time he had heard a response from the Jin Tian Sect, partially grasping the intentions of the Xuan Zhen Lord. Since they inherited the lineage of the Heavenly Talisman Sect and showed no inclination to establish a branch, it was like blooming flowers each representing their own branches; they were still Jin Tian Sect disciples but separated by layers.

In Daxia, there is a saying: one monk, two Daoists, three gods, four fiends, five demons, six ghosts, seven sages, eight swords; among them, the two Daoists refer to Kuang Daoxun and Zhang Daoheng, although that was in previous rankings.

Now that Kuang Daoxun had entered the Myriad Forms and Zhang Daoheng was sealed within the Di Jiang Talisman Corpse, it signified the end of an era.

“How lively!” Suddenly, a voice interrupted as the Three Cultivators entered, their leader carrying a treasured sword, not a wooden sword, but a pure Yang treasure sword emanating intense Qi.

The practitioners from the Heavenly Demon Sect hurriedly retreated, whispering, “It’s them: Lü Chunyang, He Dongting, and Xiao Jingshan, the Three Friends of Divine Cultivators.”

Though the voices were low, Li Hui heard them clearly. He quickly approached, bowing, “Dao Brother Lü, thank you for your support before; without referencing your heart of Dao, I would not have been able to take that crucial step.”

“Hahaha, for us cultivators, blazing a path in search of the Dao is not easy! You and I have quite a connection; we both benefitted from the fortune of Elder Li Xuan, so we should advance together!” Lü Chunyang replied freely, unperturbed by the matter.

The more he expressed this, the more grateful Li Hui felt. Achieving the Dao has its timing, and having someone to walk side by side makes the journey farther.

He Dongting, a woman, smiled slightly as she returned the greeting. Xiao Jingshan, a refined scholar, held a jade flute, speaking slowly and methodically!

With the arrival of the Three Friends of Divine Cultivators, their poise overshadowed many in the stone city, dazzling compared to the Four Fiends!

Kuang Daoxun suddenly moved aside, not knowing when another figure appeared, palms together he said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I greet you. I am Long Gui, a guest monk from the Law Destruction Temple.”

“Greetings, Master Long Gui.” Upon seeing him, even the previously arrogant Jian Wujie bowed respectfully, not daring to show any signs of disrespect, while the female cultivator beside him deeply revered him.

Ren Jiufeng and Yang Jiuzhen paid their respects from a distance, as all cultivators in the city bowed, leaving Li Hui astonished at such a strong foundation!

“Do not call me master; I am but a humble monk from the Law Destruction Temple.” The ordinary-looking guest monk Long Gui nodded and continued, “After so many years, the Golden Luan Cave opens again. It coincides with the dark moon calamity escalating; I can’t help but want to enter the cave for a while. I hope everyone will be lenient and not ruin the origins of the treasures, so future generations may benefit.”

At that moment, a booming laughter echoed from the sky: “Hahaha, the bald monk from the Law Destruction Temple comes here every time the Golden Luan Cave opens, yet he enters the cave more diligently than anyone else to collect treasures. They bow in fear of the Law Destruction Temple’s pressure; my Law Hwa Sect holds no such ceremony.”

“Law Hwa Sect’s Dao Child Xiang Chitian?” Many disciples stepped back in fright, wishing for a crack in the ground to hide in.

Not only Kuang Daoxun, but also a total of thirty-five individuals from the Jin Tian Sect showed up, and counting Li Hui, they formed exactly thirty-six, in unison stating, “Let old grievances rest; let’s celebrate together!”

“Indeed, let’s set aside our grievances for now.” Another group of practitioners arrived, each with demons by their sides; the practitioners from the Heavenly Demon Sect rushed to greet them as if they had encountered their mainstay, saying, “Welcome, senior brothers who come to our door.”