I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Now, the Cultivation World is half-doubtful, half-believing about this news.

In a few hundred years, the Heavenly Master will truly become the Blood Devil Child!

Zhou Yi was indifferent about this, believing that after a few hundred thousand years, once the Heavenly Court perished, they could rewrite history. In this world, whoever lives longest is the winner, and whoever is older holds the power of speech!

“Really!”

Zhao Zhi affirmed, “My master is an elder of the Heartless Sect. His words are certainly true. It won’t be long before the Heavenly Court…hehehe.”

Zhou Yi said, “Congratulations, Daoist friend.”

“The same to you.”

Zhao Zhi said, “Without those three, everything under heaven and earth will be decided by us!”

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. Immortals were the last restraint of the Heavenly Court, and without them, the three teachings after ascending would become subjects under the Heavenly Court’s rule, no different from those declining great teachings.

This matter had little impact on the overall Cultivation World, as they were already accustomed to being governed by celestial decrees, but it had a profound effect on the mundane world.

Once power loses its checks and balances, it becomes an unrestrained wild horse, trampling everything without scruples!

Zhou Yi foresaw that in the future, in pursuit of promotion and life extension, the Righteous Gods would inevitably use all means at their disposal, extracting every last bit of incense willpower from the creatures under them.

From then on, a day without devotion would mean suffering for that day, and without daily devotion would come daily disasters.

Devotion meant peace; devotion meant happiness. Why wouldn’t the Heavenly Court flourish!

As for resistance, Zhou Yi thought there would be some, but it would hardly become significant.

Subservience is one of the intrinsic natures of all beings—more or less everyone would yield or blindly follow. The few defiant ones were very rare, and what’s more, the Heavenly Court would ensure the basic survival needs of all beings.

Giving you food to eat, providing you a house to live in—is it too much to ask for devout incense offering?

The Heavenly Court controlled the Cultivation World, and with ninety-nine percent of mortals in hand, any who resisted were labeled as heretics and evil path cultivators!

Zhao Zhi was imagining the future when he noticed Zhou Yi standing up to leave and hurriedly tried to keep him.

“Don’t rush off, Daoist friend, an Oiran has been arranged for this evening!”

“The Pill Furnace at home hasn’t extinguished; I must hurry back to check on it. Let’s gather another time.”

Zhou Yi, devoid of any celebratory mood, waved his hand, departed from the Spring Breeze Building, and turned into escaping light that disappeared without a trace.

…

The year 1626 of the Heavenly Emperor’s Era.

Shoushan Gong, Ming Zhenzi, and Dajue Arhat ascended one after another. With no Immortals to preside, the three teachings

On Dongsheng Divine Continent, only one Immortal remained—Sun Changsheng.

The next year.

The Heavenly Emperor promulgated hundreds of new laws, of which the most important one was.

Heavenly Court Righteous Gods were forbidden to procreate with mortals; their descendants before divine enthronement were prohibited from entering the Daoist academies within five generations!

This decree aimed to prevent Righteous Gods from selfishly placing their descendants in Daoist academies, which would affect the Heavenly Court’s intake of fresh blood, learning from past lessons from the Demon Realm.

However, as soon as the decree was announced, the Cultivation World was in an uproar.

For the sect cultivators, the impact was minor; after dozens of generations, severed relationships meant they were severed.

For the cultivating families, this decree was tantamount to desecrating their ancestral graves, especially for the cultivating dynasties with thousands of years of inheritance, which relied on surnames and bloodlines for continuity.

As the Cultivation World erupted in outcry, the Emperor Jun of Holy Sun, accompanied by several true gods of dynasties, went from family to family to reason with them.

The cultivating families were all intelligent; they understood reasoning and rules. In a few months, they raised their hands and feet in support of the Heavenly Court. Those who refused to support to the death had indeed died.

The rest of the decrees were mostly harsh details.

Such as the number of times the Earth Gods could send dreams, the River Lord’s quota for rain, the timing of the Yearly Department’s patrols, and others.

…

The years passed quietly, a century in a blink of an eye.

Qingyun Mountain.

Qingyun Temple once prospered for a few hundred years by leveraging the legacy of the Heavenly Master, but the demon calamity killed ninety percent of the Heavenly Court Righteous Gods.

With the death of the gods, their grace ended; the newly appointed Righteous Gods would not look after Qingyun Temple.

The Temple faced discrimination due to the enmity between the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Master and was unable to recruit top-quality disciples for several generations, slowly leading to its decline.

On this day.

The sky was clear, but suddenly, stars appeared en masse, with a full moon hanging high in the sky.

Both sun and moon were visible, with stars visible during the day.

Such a phenomenon, in the eyes of cultivators, was either a boundless catastrophe or a heavenly auspicious omen.

Dozens of escaping lights flew out from Qingyun Temple, most in the Golden Core Realm, led by a Nascent Soul Daoist who looked up at the sky with confusion.

“What has happened?”

The current temple master beside him suggested, “Master, should we ask Old Ancestor Niu?”

The old Daoist shook his head and said, “When the ominous sign manifested, I already sent a message, but there has been no response to this day.”

The congregants of Qingyun Temple didn’t know what the sign signified, while cultivators and righteous gods who had been secretly spying for a long time each wore an expression of envy and jealousy, Divine Senses intertwining as they transmitted messages.

“Someone has actually managed to get this far!”

“Could it be that Dongsheng Divine Continent has produced another human immortal?”

“Heh heh heh, these two are demon race human immortals, I wonder how the dragon race feels about this!”

“The dragon race is now nothing but the Heavenly Court’s lapdog; they wouldn’t dare to have any objections, perhaps they’ll even come to prevent this one’s ascension.”

“Surely not? After all, they are also part of the demon race!”

“When it comes to fighting their own kind, they can be far more ruthless and vicious than outsiders…”

As they were speaking.

Suddenly, a dozen formidable presences appeared out of thin air in the sky, each wrapped in immeasurable incense fire wishes, their brilliance so dazzling that their faces couldn’t be seen clearly, with only the strange halos hanging behind their heads indicating any difference.

“Heavenly Court True Gods!”

“To dispatch sixteen of them, they truly value this; it seems that one is unlikely to ascend.”

“It’s better to stop it. With another human immortal emerging, the peace of Dongsheng Divine Continent will surely be affected, and it might even trigger another demonic catastrophe!”

“Well said!”

The moment the True Gods appeared, eight or nine out of ten of the hidden watchers fled, with only those remaining being at least Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs, and closely associated with the Heavenly Court.

Boom…

A thunderous explosion sounded, and though no dark clouds gathered in the sky, the sun, moon, and stars shone brightly, slowly condensing into a multicolored thunderbolt.

The moment the thunderbolt appeared, it shattered the nearby void.

From afar, it looked as if blackness enshrouded the multicolor, bizarre yet harmonious, real yet illusory.

A moment later.

The multicolored heavenly tribulation struck towards Qingyun Mountain, and as it descended, it opened a crack in the void stretching from the heaven to the earth, making everyone present, including the True Gods, show a look of shock.

The Incense Flame Deification Technique is extremely mysterious, changing the Primordial Spirit and the flesh with immeasurable incense fire, making their essence the same.

In this way, the Primordial Spirit and flesh can easily unify as one, ascending without the need to experience heavenly tribulation.

Back then, when Sun Changsheng ascended to immortality, he also transformed his flesh and soul into a sea of blood, taking a shortcut to ascend, but without relying on the power of incense, so his strength far surpassed that of the True Gods.

The normal path is painstaking, like an ox, relying on one’s own strength to draw upon the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations and undergoing the baptism of tribulation thunder to ascend to immortality.

Moo!

The bellow of the ox resounded, as the ox stepped on auspicious clouds and soared into the sky, swallowing the multicolored tribulation thunder before it hit the ground.

The crackle of thunderbolt manifested on the ox’s body surface.

A few strands that fell to the ground blasted open dozens of miles of ravines, demonstrating the power of the thunderbolt.

“With such strength, he is already not inferior to us; truly deserving of being an Innate follower!”

Emperor Jun of Holy Sun’s face turned gloomy; from the first thunderbolt, he had guessed that the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations wouldn’t bother the ox, and immediately transmitted a message to the other True Gods.

“For the peace of Dongsheng Divine Continent, we absolutely cannot allow another human immortal to emerge!”

The gods consented and were about to join forces and cast their spells.

Then a snicker came, “Hundreds of years have passed and you’ve made no progress; I’m embarrassed for you!”

Emperor Jun of Holy Sun looked in the direction of the voice and saw a monkey standing on the summit of Qingyun Mountain—who else could it be, but Sun Changsheng.

“Sun Daoist Friend, you wish to intervene in this matter?”

Sun Changsheng leapt up and stood above the void, “My elder brother is undergoing tribulation, how can I not care?”

“Daoist Friend Sun, think carefully…”

Emperor Jun of Holy Sun spoke in a deep voice, “If the ox successfully transcends the tribulation, Dongsheng Divine Continent will have two human immortals, and your reputation and status will be halved!”

Sun Changsheng glanced disdainfully at Emperor Jun and retorted.

“Let alone mere power and influence, I would rather die and my Dao be extinguished than fail to help my brother ascend!”

Boom…

The second heavenly tribulation descended, doubling in power.

Far from dodging, the ox instead charged head-on, swallowing the tribulation lightning into its belly before burrowing into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, refining its flesh with the power of the sun, moon, and stars.

“Strike now!”

Seeing this, Emperor Jun’s eyelids twitched in agitation, already regretting not having abandoned his pride and slain the ox earlier.

Six True Gods cast spells to hinder Sun Changsheng, while the other ten shattered the void and the next instant appeared within the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, waving their hands to unleash boundless mana, tearing apart the void.

The shattered void turned into hundreds of miles of pitch-black chasms, like apocalyptic grindstones, bursting with terrifying forces of tearing and devouring, churning and surging as if to crush the ox into dust.

The combat of those who have returned to the Void is simplistic and unadorned.

No need to use any Divine Skills or Daoist techniques, they simply tear apart the void, and any cultivators below their level of return would be obliterated.

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