Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1489 - 805: The Phoenix Pursues, Return to the Desolate Wall Settlement

The Wolong Mountain Range, Baizi Peak.

"Ah, master... is... is dead! Someone, come quickly!"

A piercing cry shattered the serene calm of Baizi Peak right around midday.

A green-robed maidservant stumbled out from the grand hall at the peak's summit, her face twisted in horror as she yelled frantically.

Her cries swiftly roused the guards stationed close by. Streaks of radiant light streaked upward to the plaza in front of the hall, shifting into armored warriors clad in gold one after another.

Captain of the Golden Armor Guards, Zhao Ji, wore an intensely grave look and marched straight into the hall. Moments later, he stepped back out, his features shadowed by fury.

"A grave incident has taken place!" Zhao Ji declared icily to the assembled Golden Armor Guards. "Relay the command at once to enact the top-tier alert protocol. Secure the hall thoroughly—no entry permitted until the Ancestor arrives."

With that, he paid no heed to the stunned expressions around him and drew forth a Jade Talisman, smashing it in his grip.

A streak of brilliant light burst upward into the heavens, vanishing swiftly into the emptiness.

Simultaneously, a vast golden shield began to rise, wrapping around all of Baizi Peak.

Yet mere moments after the shield formed, a towering youth with a prominent nose and flowing golden locks materialized from nowhere in the hall's front square.

His sudden presence captured the focus of every onlooker.

Captain Zhao Ji's countenance shifted sharply, and he unleashed a golden gleam while bellowing, "Capture him!"

His words barely echoed when the Golden Armor Guards surged into action, all firing golden rays that morphed into Golden Essence Flying Swords, hurtling at the intruder with blinding speed.

Humph!

A disdainful huff, akin to thunder cracking across a cloudless sky, unleashed an overwhelming pressure vast as an ocean, blanketing the whole square in an instant.

The Golden Essence Flying Swords halted abruptly in the air, while the Golden Armor Guards found themselves locked in place, utterly unable to budge.

"I will deal with what happened here today myself, and not one of you is to utter a word about it. If you do, your entire clans will face total annihilation!" The avatar of the Thunder Roar Lion swept his gaze across them all, his tone flat and unyielding.

Terror gripped the group, but their forms were pinned like specimens in resin, robbed even of the power to voice a sound.

The Thunder Roar Lion's avatar showed no concern for their fates. Once he finished speaking, he flicked his broad sleeve, whipping up a fierce wind, as bolts of thunder crashed down from the clear sky onto the hall's roof.

A deafening boom rang out, and the massive structure crumbled to dust in a flash, leaving behind a gaping crater.

Right then, a streak of light emerged from the horizon's edge, speeding toward Baizi Peak.

In a blink, it pierced through the golden shield and landed smack in the square's midst, unveiling a striking middle-aged figure—the renowned Zhao Xiandu, one of the Zhao Family's pair of Divinity Transformation True Monarchs!

Zhao Xiandu scanned the scene, his eyes locking onto the Thunder Roar Lion soon enough, a flicker of doubt crossing his face.

The Thunder Roar Lion's avatar regarded him coolly, sending over a thread of Divine Thought to Zhao Xiandu.

Zhao Xiandu shuddered, a spark of thrill lighting his features, though he composed himself swiftly and offered a deep, respectful bow.

The Thunder Roar Lion gave a faint nod before vanishing in a shimmer.

Zhao Xiandu drew in a steadying breath, quelling the turmoil within, and addressed the others with utmost gravity. "What transpired today..."

…

A burst of thunderous glow carried the Thunder Roar Lion's avatar into the overhead clouds. Close by, a known silhouette sat cross-legged in quiet contemplation.

He approached the true form without a sound, merging seamlessly into it, the pair fusing back as one.

Within the Purple Mansion Soul Sea, a pair of matching Zhao Sheng silhouettes drew together until they fully coincided, blending into a single entity in mere moments.

Celestial radiance pierced the skies, the Soul Sea churned with endless surges, and the once-faded, fractured Primordial Spirit gained renewed vigor, its many fissures mending and fading away rapidly, the wounds clearly on the mend.

Years slipped away in a rush, over a century whisked by.

Rumble, rumble...

Stormy clouds amassed, thunder growled from the depths of the layers above, and before long, lightning serpents writhed chaotically amid sheets of heavy downpour.

Seasons turned in their endless wheel, spring showers brought vital renewal.

As the first rains of spring graced the Five Thunders Cave Heaven, Zhao Sheng, immersed in secluded recovery, gradually lifted his eyelids, a trace of delight gleaming in them.

A hundred years had raced onward; at last, he shook off his lingering afflictions, with his cultivation base advancing further besides.

Zhao Sheng rose to his feet, extended his palm, and from the mists below, a multicolored thunder gleam darted forth, plunging into his right hand and reshaping into a plain-seeming band that he slipped onto his wrist.

This band was none other than the leftover Immortal Treasure, the Five Thunder Ring.

Having dwelled in the Unification Realm for close to two centuries, Zhao Sheng had poured endless Heart Power into it, managing at last a basic attunement to the Five Thunder Ring, granting him access to its foundational power.

Still... he wondered if tapping into the Five Thunder Ring's strength would let him stand against a Tribulation Crossing Venerable.

Even after more than a century, that abrupt "whim" from before lingered in his mind, its truth elusive—was it just unfounded worry?

He harbored even deeper doubts about whether the Divine Beast Envoy Phoenix had truly entered the Taiyi Spirit Realm.

Maybe...

Uncertainty clouded Zhao Sheng's face as he idly unhooked the Guest Minister Elder Jade Token from his belt.

Just then, the token emitted a gentle glow, as if signaling a message.

Zhao Sheng sent a wisp of Divine Thought into the token, and surprise soon flickered in his gaze.

Tucking the Guest Minister Jade Token away, a subtle shift played in his eyes, and he muttered under his breath, "In two Jiazi... the ceremony for the new Palace Master's enthronement? Shall I attend, or skip it?"

Attend!

Zhao Sheng resolved the question in short order; he had to be there.

The Taiyi Spirit Palace ruled supreme in this domain, its every Palace Master a powerhouse at the Longevity True Immortal tier.

Thus, every handover in the Taiyi Spirit Palace stirred the whole Taiyi Spirit Realm, an occurrence seldom witnessed across eras.