Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1572 - 849: I Am an Immortal Ruins Guest

Within the Thick Earth Mirror Realm, the Central Fertile Plain spans thousands of miles, while massive mountain peaks loom hazily at the horizon.

Zhao Sheng treaded across the lush, wild greenery of the plains; occasionally, rare spiritual medicines and exotic herbs manifested among the thickening weeds.

Rumble...

Moments later, the ground emitted a deep, rhythmic vibration, echoing as if the very world itself were inhaling and exhaling.

Zhao Sheng maintained a calm demeanor, his brow glowing with a faint trace of divine brilliance. His immense divine thought had long since fragmented into thousands of consciousness shards, meticulously monitoring and regulating every infinitesimal shift in this "heaven and earth."

This domain was expanding steadily, with the Earth Veins beneath the crust surging and lengthening at an incredible rate.

With every passing heartbeat, this "heaven and earth" underwent radical transformations that would appear miraculous to ordinary mortals.

Without realizing it, Zhao Sheng had crossed the sprawling plains and traversed deep into the heart of the imposing mountain range.

Suddenly, a peak standing a thousand feet tall, located two hundred miles ahead, erupted into a violent tremor. Boulders cascaded into the valley below as immense clouds of dust rose to choke the surrounding ravines.

As the haze billowed out, the massive peak unexpectedly sprouted limbs and a head before standing upright, striding toward Zhao Sheng on legs that resembled gigantic pillars.

The mountainous Stone Monster vaulted over several smaller peaks, its steps shaking the foundations of the land before it halted directly before Zhao Sheng.

In the next moment, the behemoth bowed, its gargantuan head descending to blot out the sky and cast a dense shadow over the man below.

Zhao Sheng looked up at the blurred, abstract visage of the Stone Monster, cracked a smile, and extended his right palm.

Instantly, a lifelike, spectral hand of immense proportions materialized in the void above the monster's head, giving it a gentle, rhythmic pat.

"Little Stone, I am well aware of your diligence. I shall provide you with more 'delicacies' later. Be a good lad and return to your rest!"

Zhao Sheng smiled, his divine thought enveloping the massive Mountain Spirit as he delivered the secret command.

The Mountain Spirit seemed overcome with joy upon 'hearing' his words; it shook its massive head repeatedly, dislodging countless stones that tumbled into the valley.

Then, the colossal Stone Monster straightened itself, radiating a vast, yellow aura that bathed the surrounding hundred miles in light.

As the luminescence faded, the thousand-foot peak stood once more in place, calm and dormant before Zhao Sheng.

This "Mountain Spirit" possessed a unique heritage, acting as the Mirror Spirit incarnation of the Central Earth Mirror.

The Mirror Spirit serves as the primitive blueprint for a true Magical Treasure's spirit; should the Central Earth Mirror ascend to the status of a True Form Spirit Treasure, this entity would naturally manifest human-like consciousness.

For the time being, however, it possessed only the most foundational spiritual wisdom, remaining far from achieving true sentience.

Like the Central Earth Mirror, the other Four-sided Treasure Mirrors had birthed their own primal spirits, yet all remained trapped in that critical threshold of evolving from a Spiritual Treasure to a True Form Spirit Treasure.

Nevertheless, the Five Directions Treasure Mirrors were currently under an owner with a limitless future, holding a high probability of success. Even the Primordial Yang Spirit Treasure possessed a fair chance of transcending.

Observing the vibrant development of his realm, Zhao Sheng wore a faint smile, sliced through the void with ease, and vanished from this "heaven and earth."

...

At the very same instant.

High above the Ancestral Divine Land, an opulent Cloud Boat streaked across the atmosphere, hurtling toward the edge of the Divine Continent.

Within the top-floor hall of the vessel, a young man clad in golden robes observed his elder brother at the head of the table, his face etched with hesitation.

Zhao Chonghe sat upon his throne, his expression grim and emanating a biting, heavy chill.

Unable to endure the suffocating atmosphere, the golden-robed man finally voiced his concerns: "Sixth Brother, regarding this situation, perhaps we should proceed with caution—"

"This matter is far from over!"

Zhao Chonghe abruptly cut him off before he could complete his plea.

"I repeat, this matter is not over," Zhao Chonghe hammered the point home.

The youth hesitated, his voice tinged with dejection, "But that man has already reached the Returning to Void stage. With his peerless aptitude, his power will surely surpass our own in a matter of centuries or millennia. If we insist on—"

"Hmph! I am well aware of these trivialities without needing you to remind me. But if I permit my honor to be slighted without repercussion, how am I expected to hold my head high in the Zhao Family?"

Zhao Chonghe let out a cold, sharp laugh before continuing, "The ancients said it best: 'a gentleman hides his strength and bides his time.' Since he has advanced to Returning to Void, his status is no longer what it once was, and I must exercise caution for the moment.

Fine, let him enjoy his arrogance for a few centuries. Once I break through to the Returning to Void realm, I shall have ample opportunity to settle our accounts."

The young man remained silent, seemingly unconvinced by his brother's gamble.

Cultivation progresses rapidly for everyone, not just one person.

By the time you reach the Returning to Void stage, who is to say they won't have already ascended to an even higher plane?

"The Immortal Form" is no mere fable!

Zhao Chonghe appeared to read Seventeen’s thoughts, sneering with disdain, "Heh, so he possesses the Immortal Form or has reached Returning to Void! Even so, opening a Grotto Heaven remains a life-or-death gamble.

Seventeen, do not forget that my ancestors bequeathed a Grotto Heaven unto me.

Once I successfully claim the ancestral Grotto Heaven... hehe!"

Upon hearing this, the young man's face lit up with sudden joy. He slapped his forehead, visibly filled with regret for doubting his brother earlier.

He then offered lavish praise: "Truly, Sixth Brother possess a grander vision. With your Thunder Spirit Root and status as a direct descendant of the Ancestor, is the Five Thunders Cave Heaven not destined for you?"

"I have heard that Ancestor Qiu has endured for sixty-nine thousand years, and his time is nearing its end—he must be close to sitting down..."