A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 518
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Chapter 518: Anomaly in the Great Wilderness Realm
In the end, Wu Zhen’e’s choice did not surprise Luo Wanyan—he decided to enter the Divine Dao Ore Domain. After all, Wu Zhen’e’s most important task right now was to first raise the grade of the Five Orbs within his body, as that would accelerate his cultivation speed.
And given that the Divine Dao Ore Domain was rich in materials for forging artifacts, Wu Zhen’e naturally wouldn’t want to miss the opportunity.
Although Wu Zhen’e’s current cultivation was only at the initial stage of the Immortal Venerable realm, as long as he could spend five years within the Wuji Divine Artifact Sect to raise the grade of all five orbs inside him, he was fully confident that he could advance from the initial Immortal Venerable stage to the True God Realm.
When Luo Wanyan heard that Wu Zhen’e agreed to go into the Divine Dao Ore Domain, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. From Luo Wanyan’s perspective, since Wu Zhen’e was the Founding Patriarch, he must possess many powerful techniques. Even though he was only at the initial Immortal Venerable stage now, dealing with ordinary Earth Gods shouldn’t be much of a challenge.
With Wu Zhen’e leading them, it was unlikely that any disciples of the Wuji Divine Artifact Sect would suffer casualties when entering the Divine Dao Ore Domain.
Soon after, Luo Wanyan shook his head and looked toward Wu Zhen’e before speaking.
“Little Friend Wu, since that’s the case, I’ll take you to settle in first,” Luo Wanyan said.
“Okay!”
Soon, Wu Zhen’e left under Luo Wanyan’s lead.
Meanwhile, in another part of the Great Wilderness Realm, five years quietly passed.
During these five years, Zhang Tianhao did not slack off in cultivation. On the contrary, under Qin Shaolong’s supervision and assistance, he rose steadily from the Early Spirit Sea Stage all the way to the peak of Divine Transformation within just five years—reaching the ninth cycle of Divine Transformation peak, with real strength comparable to the Tribulation Peak.
Reaching this point was already the limit for Zhang Tianhao, as he didn’t have the terrifying talents that his junior brother and junior sister possessed.
As for Cai Wankun and Lin Qianyan, they were even more impressive. Through five years of grueling, hellish training, they advanced one after the other to the mid and late Tribulation Crossing stages.
Cai Wankun reached the mid stage, while Lin Qianyan advanced to the late stage.
“Phew, the progress has slowed down,” Zhang Tianhao said with a slightly serious expression. Although this pace felt much slower to him personally, compared to other cultivators, it was practically relentless.
Ordinary cultivators would be quietly proud to progress from a mortal to the Soul Transformation Stage within five hundred years, let alone in just five years.
If word got out, Zhang Tianhao’s talent would surely shock many people—not to mention that he cultivated using the most difficult technique, the Ninefold Dao Scripture.
Had he been using a different cultivation technique, he might have advanced even faster than Cai Wankun and Lin Qianyan.
Qin Shaolong watched the three with some envy, as when he himself reached their level, he had already lived several hundred years.
Shaking his head, Qin Shaolong spoke slowly.
“Strong warriors from the Upper Realm are about to descend. The matters ahead will be in your hands.”
Hearing this, the three—Zhang Tianhao, Cai Wankun, and Lin Qianyan—immediately remembered the matter and their expressions grew serious.
They all knew that the warriors coming from the Upper Realm would be terrifyingly powerful. After a moment of hesitation, Cai Wankun finally asked,
“Senior Qin, do you know what level of power these warriors from the Upper Realm possess?”
“Hmm, not that strong. They’re only at the peak of the three Saints.”
Qin Shaolong spoke nonchalantly. Although the powerful cultivators from the Upper Realm had not yet descended, with Qin Shaolong’s strength, he could foresee the future and naturally knew what kind of warriors were coming down.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Zhang Tianhao and the other two grew serious. Peak Saints of the third level—at their current strength, they were still far from being able to defeat, let alone kill, such formidable opponents.
Thinking this through, Zhang Tianhao took a deep breath. Only after calming his mind did he speak.
“Senior Qin, how long do you think it will be before they arrive?”
“Not long—about a week,” Qin Shaolong answered without hesitation.
Hearing this, the three exchanged glances, each understanding the unspoken message: they had to grow as strong as possible in this short week.
Without another word, the three turned and immediately dove into their training.
But Qin Shaolong shook his head and looked toward the distant Tianling Dynasty. In truth, what he saw in the future wasn’t Zhang Tianhao and the others repelling the powerful invaders from the Upper Realm, but rather Zhang Yu, the Emperor of the Tianling Dynasty.
At the same time, within the Tianling Dynasty, Zhang Yu had, in just five short years, utilized the Nine Dragons Emperor Art to unify the entire Great Wilderness Realm under Tianling’s banner, boosting the dynasty’s national fortune to an incredibly terrifying level.
Under such a terrifying boost from the national fortune, Zhang Yu managed to break through to Tribulation Peak within just five short years—and he hadn’t even reached the apex yet. With the aid of the Nine Dragons Emperor Art, it was estimated that Zhang Yu would soon advance to the Saint Realm.
On top of that, the Great Wilderness Realm now belonged to the Tianling Dynasty. If those three peak Saints dared to descend, under the blessing of Tianling’s national fortune, the three Saints absolutely wouldn’t stand a chance against Zhang Yu.
Meanwhile, in the Upper Realm, the Three Great Sects had gathered together: the Haoyu Sect, the Qianyuan Sect, and the Wanling Sect.
Sitting face to face, the Sect Masters of the Three Great Sects all closed their eyes, the aura surrounding them dim and ambiguous.
After a long moment, one figure—the Haoyu Sect’s Sect Master, Chen Ziyang, who was in the Late Stage of the Great Emperor—spoke up.
“Everyone, the time has come again. Are you planning to send strong cultivators to the Great Wilderness Realm for the reset?”
As Chen Ziyang spoke, the other two also opened their eyes slowly and said in turn,
“Just like before, we’ll dispatch peak Saint Elders. After all, the spiritual veins in the Great Wilderness have all been eliminated by us. It’s uncertain whether there are even any cultivators left, let alone those crossing the tribulation.”
“Indeed. Since that’s the case, the Wanling Sect will also send a peak Saint Elder.”
Soon, the Sect Masters of the Three Great Sects reached an immediate agreement to send Elders at the Great Saint Pinnacle to the Great Wilderness Realm for the reset.
Meanwhile, within the Xuanyu Sect, Jiang Tianwen had already begun taking action. After all, he only had one younger sister—could he really stand by and watch Jiang Yueyu die?
Staring at the Great Saint Pinnacle puppet in front of him, Jiang Tianwen’s expression grew extremely serious. This puppet had been painstakingly obtained after much effort.
Based on his understanding of the Three Great Sects, it was likely they would also send Elders at the Great Saint Pinnacle to carry out the reckoning in the Great Wilderness Realm this time, barring any surprises.
Having a puppet at the Great Saint Pinnacle level meant that rescuing two people from among the Elders of the Three Great Sects wouldn’t be a difficult task.
With that in mind, Jiang Tianwen took a deep breath and began to operate the puppet. After all, the puppet he sent out required his personal control to rescue his brother-in-law and nephew from the Great Wilderness Realm as quickly as possible.
On the other side, the Three Great Sects had already begun their movements as well. A storm of bloodshed and turmoil was silently surging toward the Great Wilderness Realm.