Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1347 - 726: Farewell to Chun Jun (Part 2)

She pivoted instantly, offering a respectful bow toward the spirit puppet as she spoke with great solemnity, "Xing Yu humbly petitions the Ancestor to take action and suppress these two conceited fools."

Before No-Life or Ancestor Jue Xing could even process the situation, the Tiger Head Spirit Puppet vanished from their sight, moving at a speed that defied imagination!

While their divine thoughts could just barely track the spirit puppet's path, their physical forms were unable to respond in time.

In contrast to the spirit puppet, which moved "fast as lightning," they were as sluggish as two "wooden poles" rooted to the spot.

In that fleeting moment, No-Life barely managed to trigger the protective treasure hidden in his robes; a massive expanse of obsidian fire manifested out of thin air, suddenly cloaking him in Nine Nether Demon Flame.

This pitch-black fire originated from a cryptic meteorite and held a terrifying power capable of eating through anything.

The demon flame radiated an inconceivable heat, causing the very void to warp and buckle wherever it spread.

However, when faced with the spirit puppet, not even the Nine Nether Demon Flame could scratch the surface of the radiant silver giant sword.

Aside from Zhao Sheng, no one realized that this seemingly common silver giant sword was actually a spiritual treasure, making it far more precious than any top-grade magic treasure.

Boom!

The silver giant sword smashed through the demon flame barrier with ease, striking No-Life directly on the forehead. An immense, indescribable force knocked him into unconsciousness instantly.

Without pause, the spirit puppet extended its vacant left hand—a palm as wide as a fan—and slapped Ancestor Jue Xing across the forehead, sending him to follow in No-Life’s wake.

The Tiger Head Spirit Puppet then placed their limp bodies upon its sword and casually drifted back to its original position.

The entire sequence of events seemed long, but it happened with incredible haste; within a single heartbeat, two Nascent Soul Ancestors had been reduced to captives.

The spirit puppet's display was truly breathtaking, leaving not only "Cloud Rain Fairy" Zhao Xingyu stunned but also the numerous members of the Zhao Clan paralyzed with awe.

Watching from his concealment, Zhao Sheng felt a hint of dissatisfaction with the display; to him, the spirit puppet's speed felt "too slow."

It was clear that Zhao Menghan had been too feeble before her passing, as her mere Nascent Soul was incapable of fully harnessing the spirit puppet's true potential.

One must realize that a spirit puppet in perfect condition possesses combat power equivalent to a Half-Immortal of the Void.

The mystery behind the spirit puppet’s "strength" is found in the concept of "True Time."

Though a single breath remains a single breath.

The definition of that "one breath" varies significantly between different cultivation realms.

While No-Life and his peer felt only "one breath" had passed, for the spirit puppet, that duration felt as long as dozens of breaths.

To put it simply, they were just "too slow."

"This is... incredibly fast! My congratulations to the Ancestor for defying life and death; from this day forward, you are invincible under the heavens!" Zhao Xingyu quickly shook off her shock and bowed with great fervor to the spirit puppet.

At that moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly materialized before the pair. With a flick of his wrist, a gray ring descended toward the Tiger Head Spirit Puppet, who reached out to grasp it.

"I am entrusting this Sumeru Ring to your care from now on. I have stored certain items within; utilize them as you see fit later."

Upon hearing the Ancestor’s command, the Tiger Head Spirit Puppet nodded repeatedly and spoke in a low, muffled tone, "Menghan will not fail the Ancestor’s hopes. I shall certainly raise the Zhao Family to the Absolute Peak of this world and restore the prestige of the greatest family under Heaven."

Since being transformed into the spirit puppet, Zhao Menghan had shed most of her human desires and feelings, becoming cold and quiet; these were her first words.

Zhao Sheng gave a detached nod before shifting his attention to Zhao Xingyu, saying softly, "Since these two idiots delivered themselves to us, they shall stay. By utilizing these two Nascent Souls, you will gain more time to focus on your cultivation. Nascent Souls are ultimately quite weak; I have high expectations for you and hope our paths cross again in the Taiyi Spirit Realm."

As he spoke, Zhao Sheng flicked his hand, releasing two streaks of restrictive divine light that struck the foreheads of No-Life and Ancestor Jue Xing.

From this point on, nothing short of an Integration Realm Great Power could dismantle the seals placed upon their Soul Seas.

No-Life and his companion were now bound to follow Zhao Xingyu’s every whim, unable to even think of rebellion.

Realizing the Ancestor intended to depart, Zhao Xingyu's excitement vanished, replaced by urgency as she pleaded, "Ancestor, the Cloud Mist Zhao Family has fallen into decline and requires your leadership. Furthermore—"

"Rest easy! I am not leaving this very moment. I will depart only when the timing is right," Zhao Sheng said, cutting her off.

Hearing this, Zhao Xingyu felt a wave of relief.

Zhao Sheng then gave further instructions: "I shall reside within the Chunjun Cave Heaven for several days. The two of you are to manage the remaining business."

"Ancestor, that Chun Jun Ancestor is a strange one and will likely deny you entry. Perhaps..." Zhao Menghan immediately spoke up to advise him.

"Haha, I am well aware of what I'm doing, there is no need for concern... I'm off!"

Before he had even finished speaking, he vanished into the air.

"Ancestor, do you believe the Ancestor will engage in another battle with Chun Jun Ancestor upon arrival?" Zhao Menghan sent a worried divine transmission to the spirit puppet.

The Tiger Head Spirit Puppet remained silent. It simply lifted its silver giant sword, picked up No-Life and his comrade, and flew toward the rear mountains, vanishing quickly among the peaks.

Watching this, Zhao Menghan let out a melancholy sigh, feeling as though the original Ancestor Menghan had truly perished and would never return.

Just then, several streaks of light rose from the city below, rapidly closing in on her position.

Seeing them, Zhao Menghan descended slowly to meet the group of Golden Core juniors, her expression turning stern and authoritative.

"Heed my commands: the Ancestor's victory over death is a secret of the clan and must never be shared. Regarding this Heavenly Tribulation, you are to say that a passing Spirit Realm ancestor visited our clan and triggered the tribulation. Choose your words with care, but remain vague."

The Golden Core Masters responded with immediate enthusiasm, their faces breaking into wide grins as they struggled to contain their joy.

They all understood that today was the day the Zhao Family was reborn; from this moment on, the Zhao Family would fear nothing, with a future that knew no bounds.

...

Upon the Dead Star, a lone figure silently manifested.

The previous conflict had fundamentally reshaped the Dead Star’s terrain, carving out a massive crater near the equator that spanned nearly a thousand kilometers.

The ground was coated in hardened lava, with dark brown stone covering a third of the world, while dormant volcanoes stood tall like the corpses of giants.

With a flicker of movement, Zhao Sheng arrived at the bottom of the Earth’s Core Abyss, where a massive, glowing milky-white wine jug was suspended in the air.

His abrupt appearance startled the Chun Jun Youth.

The enormous jug flared with light, and a burst of white radiance erupted from its opening.

The light twisted and shifted, rapidly taking the shape of a small, plump youth dressed in white.

The Chun Jun Youth’s eyes moved rapidly, his face filled with extreme caution as he glared at Zhao Sheng. He suddenly barked, "What are you doing here! You aren't welcome, now get out!"

"Little fat boy, it seems the lesson I gave you last time wasn't enough. Are you looking for another beating?"

As he spoke, Zhao Sheng deliberately pulled up his sleeves, adopting a menacing look.

A flash of terror crossed the Chun Jun Youth's face, and he waved his hands frantically, yelling, "Wait! Stop!"

"What? Are you crying for mercy?" Zhao Sheng paused, asking with a smirk.

"You... don't get cocky. I'm not someone to be messed with. I have nine siblings I've sworn brotherhood with, and every one of them is a Primordial Yang Spirit Treasure. My eldest brother is the Heavenly Spirit Treasure Immortal Slaying Sword! If you value your life, try something. The moment I call my brother, your life is forfeit!"

The Chun Jun Youth looked aggressive on the outside, but he was internally trembling and confused.

He was baffled as to why, despite sending out a distress signal long ago, no one had arrived to deal with this hateful, wicked man.