The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings-Chapter 1026 -s Demanding More The Arrival of a
Chapter 1026: Chapters 974-975: Demanding More, The Arrival of a Powerhouse_2
Chapter 1026: Chapters 974-975: Demanding More, The Arrival of a Powerhouse_2
Indeed, with the cultivation of the Golden Core Dao and the personal guidance and teachings from the True Immortal Pei Xuanjing, along with countless resources for nurturing, Pang Hong’s strength was absolutely second to none among his peers in the same realm.
In the upcoming conflicts at the border, even if there were probing skirmishes between various factions, they would not easily involve those at the Ninefold Spiritual Realm of the Strongest.
After all, no matter what, cultivators at the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Realm, being only second to True Immortals, were the top-tier combat power among the human race cultivators. If they were to seriously fight and unleash true power, it could easily lead to disaster, so there was an unspoken agreement among all parties not to take action.
And among monks at the Eighth Layer of the Spirit Realm, he feared no opponent.
Even retreating one step further, should someone like Xuan Lingzi of the Xuantian Sect, who had stepped into the Strongest Realm, shamelessly break the rules and make a move, he was not afraid.
“Good! If there’s anything amiss, I shall head to the borders,” Deer Elder advised.
Pang Hong nodded, “Of course, if there is truly a need, I will definitely ask Deer Elder to take action.”
Indeed, now the lack of combat power at the pinnacle of Shenxiao Mountain was exposed, just as there was only Deer Elder, and the Sanbao Jade Ruyi that he held was another.
Beyond that, there was no other.
The rise of a force required the sedimentation of time.
The Shenxiao Sect, due to the rise of Pei Xuanjing, developed rapidly, and in just a few hundred years, stood in the same position as those immortal sects that had thousands of years of heritage; indeed, it was enough to astonish everyone.
But the profound accumulation that these forces had gathered over thousands of years was truly difficult to make up for, and this kind of foundation wasn’t referring just to resources and divine materials.
These lifeless things, although precious, were not much of an issue if a True Immortal like Pei Xuanjing was willing, at least the disciples of the entire Shenxiao Sect never lacked resources to worry about.
What they truly lacked were top-tier powerhouses, a complete and orderly system of talent reserves from high to low.
Even during these hundreds of years, the Shenxiao Sect spared no expense and no regrets in their efforts to train, yet they only managed to promote Yu Zhenzi and a few other former subordinates who followed Pei Xuanjing to the Eight-Layer Spirit Realm.
The rest of the original Shenxiao Sect disciples and the prodigious disciples who joined later, the fastest ones in their cultivation during these years, only managed to step into the Seventh Level of the Spiritual Realm.
It can be said that solely from this aspect, without counting the power of True Immortals, the real power of the Shenxiao Sect was not considered top-notch among those great powers.
Lacking top-level combat power, after all, it was somewhat too embarrassing to request True Immortals to take action for handling certain affairs and frictions with other forces.
If it were before the Godsealing Plan had emerged, they might still cling to their advantage of utilizing time to withstand hardship and attempt to step into the Ninefold Spiritual Realm of the Strongest, unwilling to take shortcuts.
After all, it was with some talent that Yu Zhenzi and others managed to reach the First-grade Realm when Heaven and Earth was not yet revived, holding a sliver of hope.
However, now that the Divine Investiture of Longevity is available, it undoubtedly provides Yu Zhenzi and the others with another choice.
So, during this period, they were considering whether to let Pei Xuanjing take action to help Yu Zhenzi and others improve their strength.
Under such circumstances, if they forcibly elevated their realm to the Ninefold Spiritual Realm of the Strongest, it might seem like a sacrifice of potential and future, but having sufficient strength would also grant them greater merits in the upcoming War of Sealing Gods and a better chance at capturing a Divine Position.
“It seems you have already made a decision?” Deer Elder said with a smile.
He was, of course, aware of this situation, but he actually looked down on their indecisiveness.
In his view, these people had been too well protected by His Majesty and had not endured the trials of life and death themselves.
In the Vast Desolate World, Deer Elder and his ilk fought for survival. In order to live to see another day in the ruthless wilderness, they had exhausted all means to enhance their power. After all, only by surviving did they qualify to consider anything else.
One cannot have everything; to be too greedy often leads to losing it all.
Therefore, at this time, there was no need for hesitation or deliberation. Doing everything possible to increase one’s power and vying for a Longevity Divine Position was the right way forward.
“Yes, Yu Zhenzi and several fellow disciples have made their decision. They want Sect Leader to take action to help them reach the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Realm, to go all out in the struggle for Divine Positions,” Pang Hong nodded.
This was also one of the reasons he brought people down Shenxiao Mountain this time; after all, Yu Zhenzi could not miss this opportunity.
“Good, since that’s the case, you can go down the mountain with ease, Deputy Sect Leader. If anything happens, I will handle it,” Deer Elder said.
“That will trouble Deer Elder then,” Pang Hong said with a smile.
Next, Pang Hong issued orders, commanding the disciples of Shenxiao Mountain to prepare and head for the border.
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At the borderland, nestled between sea and mountain, lay the endless territories of the Demon Race, while behind, the myriad forces of the human race intermingled with those of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty.
This area was once a barren land, but after hundreds of years of construction and management by the border army of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty, it had become an imposing and immortal city.
The Immortal Border Great Pass stood towering, as if it had sprung up from the ground, acting like a Heavenly Chasm obstructing passageways.
The towering walls were constructed of massive black stones, each measuring tens of feet in length and width, with the gaps between them cast in black iron, reflecting a metallic luster, impregnable.
Mysterious auras roamed unpredictably upon the walls, emitting dark fluctuations that flickered on and off, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, now hidden, now apparent. These were the effects of arrays endowed by countless powerful beings, which when combined produced unimaginable force, repelling the invasions of the Demon Race.
Even so, countless scars from swords and blades, claw marks and traces of blood were evident on the walls, clearly left by fierce battles.
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It could be seen that this majestic stronghold had suffered through many brutal wars over a few hundred years.
“Reincarnation Taoist, practiced the Way of Withering and Flourishing, balancing life, death, and decay to refine his divine powers. His lifespan far exceeds the ordinary, typically unconcerned with worldly affairs. Unexpectedly, even he couldn’t resist and has come to the border to vie for the Longevity Divine Position!”
A formidable Independent Practitioner looked up at the streak of light crossing the sky, recognizing the arrival, and could not help but knit his brows.
Reincarnation Taoist, or the Wither-Bloom Venerable, acted in ways both righteous and wicked. He practiced spells of growth and decay, contemplating the Way of Life and Death. It was said he could extinguish all vitality and even plunder the essence of life for his own use.
This Wither-Bloom Venerable was known for his strange and unpredictable divine powers. Although he was merely a Supreme Strong of the Spirit Realm Eightfold, he was renowned for his notoriety. Due to his unique cultivation practice, he possessed a lifespan that far exceeded that of other cultivators at the same level.
If he stepped into the Ninefold Spiritual Realm of the Strongest, advancing even further in the Way of Life and Death, he would undoubtedly be a match for powerhouses such as Bai Qicang.
“What’s the big deal about his arrival? Even if the Wither-Grow Divine can delay his life’s end, it’s still not true longevity. Unless Elder Grown and Withered has seen through life and death, why would he be willing to miss this opportunity?” another Supreme Strong at the Spirit Realm Eightfold sneered.
Difficult it is to break through life and death, and since the Wither-Bloom Venerable sought to gain more life through his practice, this indicated that he wasn’t someone who transcended the mortal coil. Thus, presented with a chance at a Longevity Divine Position, why would he be willing to let it pass?
“I wonder who’s speaking so disrespectfully, turns out it’s you, Pestilence!” The perception of a cultivator at the Wither-Bloom Venerable’s level was incredibly sharp. He may not care about other cultivators, but the presence of a cultivator at his level would surely resonate with him.
A figure materialized, the form of the Wither-Bloom Venerable appearing as he looked towards the man who had just scoffed, a trace of coldness flickering in his eyes.
The cultivator before him was an old adversary of the Wither-Bloom Venerable—Pestilence Venerable Lü Shan, a practitioner of the dark arts. In addition to his formidable, unnamed divine powers, he also mastered plague spells, widely recognized as a renowned powerhouse.
