UGB Chapter 1771 The Spiritual Vein Shatters, Reflection!
Chapter 1771 The Spiritual Vein Shatters, Reflection!
No...no!
impossible! ! !
How could this have triggered a rampage in the spiritual veins?!
Zhao Laomo's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and endless fear and despair completely crushed his last shred of hope.
next moment,
Heaven and earth fell silent!
Rumble, rumble, rumble—!
An even larger, more terrifying, and seemingly originating destructive energy from the very will of this world was completely detonated!
The light was ten times more dazzling and a hundred times more vast than the previous Nascent Soul self-destruction.
Like the first ray of light at the beginning of the universe, yet carrying the desolate intent to end everything, it erupted fiercely!
In an instant, the sky, the earth, the distant clouds, the nearby dust...
Everything in sight was dyed a deathly white that was both pure to the extreme and terrifying to the extreme!
The sound seemed to be swallowed up by the boundless white light.
Colors were also completely erased from the world.
The concepts of time and space become blurred here, leaving only the suffocating silence before destruction.
And the white light that filled every inch of space, boundless and limitless, symbolizing utter nothingness!
A moment later...
The light, bright enough to blind the eyes, gradually dissipated.
What came into view was a scene resembling the end of the world.
The void was filled with crisscrossing, dark and menacing spatial rifts, like a giant tattered net covering the sky.
Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, everything above ground was flattened, turning into a desolate, scorched wasteland.
The place where that thousand-foot-tall spiritual peak once stood...
All that remained was a terrifying, bottomless, smooth-edged crater!
at this time,
The fragile space around it, which had not yet fully healed, could no longer withstand the dual pressure of internal destruction and external void.
Click!
Snap, snap——!
The ear-piercing cracking sounds continued, and the spatial rift expanded and spread rapidly, eventually bursting open a huge gap!
boom! ! !
As if the Milky Way had burst its banks, the spatial turbulence that had been building up outside for a long time found an outlet and surged back in!
The turbid torrent of space instantly engulfed this land that had just suffered severe damage, turning it into a spatial wasteland.
However, no one noticed...
Deep within this endless, chaotic spatial turbulence, there peculiar, distorted light.
A faint glimmer of light, almost impossible to spot without careful observation, is silently slipping into the torrent...
The characteristics of that light were somewhat similar to Cheng Buzheng's protective divine light.
After a while,
The violent spatial turbulence gradually subsided.
The void itself began to repair itself, and the huge spatial rift slowly closed.
Having lost its source, the spatial turbulence that flowed into this world became rootless. After recklessly scouring and eroding this land, its power gradually ran out, and it slowly dissipated into the void.
Once everything has calmed down,
Looking at the site again, the giant crater remained, but the surrounding land had somehow dropped thousands of feet in elevation.
This forms a broader and deeper basin landform.
This is precisely the result of the terrifying spatial turbulence raging for a while.
This clearly demonstrates just how terrifying the destructive power of space is!
And it was at this moment...
A faint, distorted light, like ripples on water, quietly spread across the scorched earth.
Silently,
Yet it carried a chilling undertone.
Then,
A tall, imposing figure stepped out from the center of the light, appearing out of thin air and standing firmly in this vast expanse.
In the center of the vast basin, now completely desolate and scorched earth.
The figure solidified; it was Cheng Buzheng.
The moment he appeared, his profound gaze swept across the ravaged land like the sharpest sword.
As far as the eye could see, there was only darkness and deathly silence left behind by the turbulent spatial currents.
The air was filled with the violent residual energy from the self-destruction of the spiritual vein.
And a nauseating aura of destruction.
Especially when his gaze fell upon the enormous, bottomless pit in the center of the basin, its edges still bearing the marks of terrifying energy erosion…
His brows, which had been slightly furrowed, instantly tightened even more.
A deep, unyielding gravity settled between his brows.
"It seems that in the cultivation world, where there is no unified order to restrain it, chaos has penetrated to the bone and is becoming increasingly uncontrollable!"
Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself in a low voice, which sounded exceptionally clear in the vast, desolate basin.
"Even the spiritual veins that nurture life and sustain cultivation were completely shattered."
Such actions are tantamount to draining the pond to catch all the fish, and destroying one's own Great Wall.
"Perhaps... I should step in and restore order to this chaotic situation?"
A thought arose in his mind.
"At the very least, rules must be established to strictly prohibit such acts of damaging spiritual veins and shaking the foundation of cultivation from happening again."
If the current master were to unite all parties as a Nascent Soul cultivator, the White Cloud Sect could, on the surface, rise to prominence and become one of the world's top powers.
Furthermore, by leveraging the integrated network of human forces, I can more efficiently gather the various resources I require...
Of course, one should not even dream of those rare treasures that have miraculous effects on Nascent Soul cultivators.
This realm has probably long since disappeared.
However, advantages and disadvantages go hand in hand, and fortune and misfortune are intertwined.
Cheng Buzheng's thinking was as calm as ice.
"Once the White Cloud Sect rises to power because of me, it will inevitably encroach on and cut into the interests of the original top forces."
Short-term suppression may be feasible, but I cannot exist in this realm forever...
The path to ascension, though fraught with countless difficulties and dangers, is the path I follow, and there is absolutely no reason to retreat.
After I leave, the Baiyun Sect, having lost its protection, and the Cheng Clan of Yunmeng Mountain in Jin State behind it, will surely face a frenzied counterattack and purge from those forces.
At that time, today's prosperity will become the reason for tomorrow's destruction.
This is not a blessing, but a path to disaster, tantamount to personally pushing one's own blood relatives to the brink of extinction.
"What if we try a different approach?" His mind raced, considering alternative possibilities.
"Instead of appearing in his true identity, he disguised himself as a reclusive cultivator and showed up with his absolutely powerful Nascent Soul cultivation to reorganize the situation."
In this way, there is no direct conflict of interest with the existing top powers, and any future troubles can be eliminated.
Faced with a powerful, unattached, and incredibly strong rogue cultivator, even if they were resentful, most of them wouldn't dare to outwardly comply but inwardly defy him.
The chaos in the cultivation world may be stabilized relatively quickly, and tragedies like the collapse of spiritual veins should be contained.
Why were there so few instances of spiritual veins being destroyed when the three major alliances of the human race ruled together?
This is because the league punishes such behavior extremely severely, with virtually zero tolerance!
No matter how high the perpetrator's level of cultivation or how powerful their background, once discovered, they will be jointly wanted by the alliance.
They even went so far as to ask the Venerable One of the Divine Transformation to eliminate him.
Even more ruthless is that his family, disciples, and descendants were also targeted for elimination, and no one dared to easily cross this line.
after all.
Who can truly be free of all attachments in this world?
It was precisely through these methods that the three major alliances managed to prevent powerful figures from acting rashly, thus barely protecting the foundation of the cultivation world.
"The reason why the three major alliances are taking this so seriously..."
This is all because the spiritual veins in the cultivation world are far beyond what any other treasure can replace.
"Spiritual veins are formed by heaven and earth, and their number is predetermined."
Once one is destroyed, another is lost, and they are almost impossible to regenerate.
This is an act that damages the very foundation of the cultivation world and will cause immeasurable harm.
If this is not restrained, the environment for future generations to cultivate will inevitably deteriorate over time.
A hint of indifference flashed in Cheng Buzheng's eyes.
"Of course, this is not because I have the well-being of all people in my heart and am willing to take on this thankless mess."
Rather, it is my bloodline descendants who will ultimately cultivate and grow in this world.
If the cultivation environment continues to deteriorate, it will directly affect the future path of the Cheng Clan.
Although... the spatial orb obtained from the ruins seems to have the ability to carry living beings, the path to ascension is fraught with uncertainty.
If even their own safety cannot be fully guaranteed, how can they ensure the safety of the entire clan within the pearl?
In many online novels from my past life, there are numerous accounts of cultivators ascending to immortality, during which all their external possessions (including storage bags, spatial rings, etc.) were crushed by the terrifying power of the ascension passage.
Ultimately, what one can carry with them is often only the natal magic treasure cultivated through the union of body and soul.
We come into this world naked, and we leave it naked!
While the Spatial Orb possesses extraordinary power, including the ability to conceal living beings, it is ultimately a damaged spiritual treasure, not a complete one.
Whether it can withstand the power of ascension is truly unknown.
If it were a complete magical artifact, perhaps there would be a chance, but right now... the risk is too great.
Based on these considerations, Cheng Buzheng had long since given up the idea of "the whole clan ascending to immortality".
"From this perspective, it seems that the benefits outweigh the drawbacks of a rogue cultivator stepping forward to restore order."
only……"
His eyes flickered slightly, a ripple of emotion appearing within them.
"In this way, it will be difficult to openly give too much care to Baiyunmen, Yinxian Island, and the main family of Yunmeng Mountain."
This inevitably caused them to miss some good opportunities for expansion.
"That's it!
This matter involves many aspects, with both advantages and disadvantages, and requires careful consideration. We will weigh it further upon returning.
For a time,
Even someone as capable as Cheng Buzheng would find it difficult to make a decision immediately.
The only certainty is that if they really want to intervene, they must make a powerful appearance with the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm.
A faint sigh, almost imperceptible, echoed eerily across the desolate basin.
next moment,
Cheng Buzheng's figure vanished without a trace, as if erased by an invisible eraser.
All that remains are the shocking scorched earth and deep pits, telling the tragic story of what happened not long ago.
……
Time flies, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
this day,
Deep within the True Dragon Sea, beyond the Dragon Tomb Secret Realm guarded by the Golden Dragon Clan for generations.
The dark underwater canyon is so deep that no light is seen, and the powerful water pressure is enough to crush fine iron.
Only certain peculiar seabed phosphate bacteria emitted a faint, eerie glow, illuminating the outlines of the jagged rocks, creating an environment so deathly silent it was suffocating.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in the canyon without warning.
His aura blended seamlessly with the endless darkness; it was Shark Minghong who had unleashed a secret technique.
His icy gaze, like two tangible searchlights, swept across the rock walls on both sides of the canyon, finally settling on the seemingly ordinary entrance to a stone cave halfway up the mountain, completely swallowed by darkness.
Without the slightest hesitation, Sha Minghong raised his arm under his black robe and flicked his sleeve.
in an instant,
Two sculpted, almost tangible, blood-red chains shot out from his sleeves.
Like two primordial blood pythons awakening, they emitted a sharp sound as if breaking through water.
Carrying a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine, it parted the layers of seawater and shot straight at the stone cave.
"Huh! Huh!"
The blood-red light disappeared into the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, two muffled, loud impacts came from inside the cave, along with the clanging sound of chains tightening.
next moment,
A burst of blood-red light shot out, revealing two blood-red chains tightly binding two figures, dragging them forcefully out of the cave.
Those were two elderly Golden Dragon Clan members, their hair and beards as withered as water plants, their faces aged like fossils; they were the Half-Elders who remained here.
Although they were restrained, their eyes burned with fury.
"senior!
This is a forbidden area of my Golden Dragon Clan!
"Are you acting in a way that invites an irreconcilable feud with our clan?"
A demigod roared, the sound waves reverberating in the water.
"Retreat immediately, or when our clan's ancestor descends, he will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, and then it will be too late for regrets!"
Another person shouted sternly, "Do you know the consequences?"
"Noisy!"
Sha Minghong frowned slightly, a hint of impatience and coldness flashing in his eyes.
He pointed his fingers together like a sword, then flicked them lightly, producing two barely perceptible, yet strangely powerful, blood-red dots of light.
With a speed beyond the reach of thought and senses, ignoring the obstruction of seawater, it instantly entered the space between the eyebrows of the two semi-saints.
"snort,
Do you think this little bloodline restriction in my sea of consciousness can stop me from searching your soul?
break!"
Sha Minghong curled a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his divine sense forcefully rushed into the sea of consciousness of the two half-saints like a raging tide.
In an instant, the two half-saints' bodies trembled violently, their eyes rolled back, and they let out an extremely shrill scream.
It is clearly suffering immense pain from the soul search.
Sha Minghong, however, kept his eyes lowered, ignoring the screams.
The immense divine sense, like the most sophisticated tool, rapidly sifted through and extracted useful fragments of information from the memories of the two semi-saints.
After a while,
A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, and then he reached out with his large hand to grab at the air—
Whoosh!Whoosh!
Two ancient-looking, dark gold dragon-shaped tokens, exuding a faint dragon's might, flew out automatically from the arms of the two half-venerables and landed in Shark Minghong's hands.
These were the two keys that Cheng Buzheng had quietly put back and erased the relevant memories of before.
Upon receiving the token, a flash of murderous intent crossed Sha Minghong's eyes.
As soon as the thought arose, the blood-red chains binding the two half-saints suddenly shone brightly with blood-red light, and began to writhe and contract violently as if they were living things.
The piercing screams abruptly ceased.
The bodies of the two Golden Dragon Clan Half-Saints withered and dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, not even a trace remained.
Completely devoured by the blood-red chains, both body and soul were destroyed.
Sha Minghong remained expressionless, as if he had merely crushed two ants.
He didn't even glance at the empty chain again, and waved his hand to combine the two dragon-shaped tokens into one.
Immediately, he formed a series of complex and ancient hand seals with his hands, and streams of blood-red light entered the unified command talisman.
hum-
The command talisman suddenly burst forth with a dazzling dark golden light.
A vortex of energy, a mixture of chilling malevolent energy and ancient dragon might, slowly formed and began to rotate in the center of the canyon.
As soon as the vortex appeared, a vast, surging, chilling aura swept outwards.
This caused the already cold seawater temperature to drop sharply.
Thick layers of black ice instantly formed on the rock face.
A barely suppressed joy and fervor finally surfaced in Sha Minghong's eyes.
Without further hesitation, he lightly stepped into the air...
...(End of this chapter)