Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1614: 689: Borrowing the Nine Nether Tower, the Hidden Realm Finally Appears

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Previously on Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension...
Zhao Sheng scoured Book Sea Tower's ancient records, piecing together the Era of Ancient Demon God Tribulation that decimated ninety percent of races and cemented Human Clan dominance. He uncovered the legend of the Golden Sun Demon Saint from the Innate Divine Continent's Golden Wind Cave, whose disappearance after subdual by the Supreme Taoist Ancestor ended the cataclysm. Suspecting the continent's sinking birthed the Yin Sha Ocean amid billions of deaths, Zhao Sheng departed with lingering doubts. Months later, he ended seclusion, instructed the Wood Spirit, and vanished via Infinite Universe Gate, evading the Sect Leader's detection and sparking suspicions of his Immortal Ruins Guest identity.

Seven years passed.

The Upper Radiance Continent occupies the northern region of the Taiching Spirit Realm, while past its southernmost Proud Cliff Mountain Range lies an endless vast ocean with unknown boundaries.

Further south, millions of miles into the sea, gloomy dark-gray clouds blanket the sky, unleashing savage winds and pounding rain across the waves. Myriad colossal waves surge upward like a forest of deadly peaks, carrying a fearsome power.

All at once, a massive gap tears through the overhead clouds, and a tall, striking man in white robes descends from the rift.

This figure is none other than Zhao Sheng, who spent the last seven years journeying through the Six Continents and Seven Seas.

A faint clear glow emanates from Zhao Sheng, spreading outward. Instantly, nearby raindrops are pushed away, crafting a pristine, invigorating isolated zone.

“…Space-time fluctuations here feel highly unstable, the ambient spiritual energy rages with icy harshness, looks like… I've arrived at the right spot.”

Zhao Sheng scans the sea beneath him, his Divine Thought silently extending everywhere, covering tens of thousands of miles in a flash.

“…Starting from White Cloud Cave, I flew westward for two hundred and seventy-eight years, crossing Spirit Field Sea, Li Dragon Mountain Range… Quan Zhen Sect, all the way to Prisoner Dragon Mountain Range holding its 19 Spirit Domains… beneath this range lies a natural cave heaven known as Golden Wind Cave…”

“…Both Dragon Island and Golden Wind Cave count among the world's Nine Orifices. With Dragon Island to the south and Golden Wind Cave in the northeast, separated by just 120 billion miles, they are indeed ‘neighbors within reach.’ Hence, they guard and support one another…”

“Our Ancestor Master once declared that Prisoner Dragon Mountain Range stands as a scarce cultivation holy land within this realm, yet sadly, after the Divine Continent sank, Golden Wind Cave's location became lost.… My mentor Lan Zi, heir to Jade Yao Heaven, shall surely uncover Golden Wind Cave someday… Sigh, after tens of thousands of years hunting, I've merely discovered shattered cave heavens, reduced to thousands of spiritual realms as cautions for descendants, how lamentable!”

“…Ancient tales speak of five great dead zones in Yin Sha Ocean… the deadliest being the ‘storm’ sea, filled with spatial cracks, nearly lifeless, where endless storms and massive waves rage alongside myriad concealed and open whirlpools; below Returning to Void, no one ought to rashly enter Storm Ocean…”

“…Perilous as Storm Sea may be, it conceals myriad ancient spiritual realms. Within them lurk abundant ancient treasures and the inheritances of ancients…”

“…West of Nine Palaces Mountain sit three natural cave heavens: Chixiao Palace, Golden Wind Cave, and Eternal Cliff… Golden Wind Cave and Chixiao Heaven once graced the Innate Divine Continent but fell to ruin successively, leaving scant traces… Chixiao Palace holds just twelve ‘spiritual realms’, whereas Golden Wind Cave's remains dwell deep in Yin Sha Ocean, still hiding numerous unexplored ancient spiritual realms…”

Hovering over Storm Sea, myriad hints regarding Golden Wind Cave flood Zhao Sheng’s thoughts.

Over these seven years, he roamed the Six Divine Continents purely to verify the exact spots of the ‘Eight Holes and Nine Orifices’.

Time races by, realms shift, billions of years onward.

Of the ‘Eight Holes and Nine Orifices’—seventeen Cave Heaven Blessed Lands—only eleven endure today, while others including Chixiao Palace, Golden Wind Cave, and six more cave heavens perished amid sundry upheavals.

After brief profound reflection, Zhao Sheng abruptly flicks his sleeve toward the emptiness.

A broad swath of luster plunges into the void, unveiling a “planet” roughly a meter wide, laced with yellow and blue hues.

Six vast continents dot this “planet”, divided by expansive seas numbering probably seven.

Featuring Six Continents and Seven Seas, it evidently forms a 3D model of the Taiching Spirit Realm.

Zhao Sheng fixes his eyes on the planet; with a mere mental stir, eleven “glowing dots” emerge across its surface, dispersed through the Six Continents and Seven Seas, exactly pinpointing the natural cave heavens' sites.

The very next instant, the eleven “light points” each fire a ray toward Yin Sha Ocean, rays weaving over lands and waters before converging in one precise zone of Yin Sha Ocean.

Zhao Sheng sweeps his sleeve once more, and that tiny zone enlarges steadily,

swiftly expanding into a broad sea expanse.

A nearer look reveals this watery region as a segment of Storm Sea, spanning nearly three hundred thousand miles.

Without doubt, eons ago, this sea patch bore the renowned name of Prisoner Dragon Mountain Range.

Picture the Taiching Spirit Realm as a stone egg, and the “Eight Holes and Nine Orifices” emerge as its standout traits.

Regardless of countless millennia elapsed, the “Eight Holes and Nine Orifices” hold steadfast positions within the Spirit Realm.

Using the sites of fellow “Holes and Orifices”, Zhao Sheng accurately fixes the “Prisoner Dragon Mountain Range”'s position.

Against the colossal Storm Sea stretching millions of miles, this sea zone seems tiny indeed, vastly simplifying the hunt.

Having finished initial locating, Zhao Sheng dismisses the planet hologram, orients himself, then abruptly turns into a burrowing beam, streaking southeastward.

Half a day on, a streak of light pierces the clouds, diving sharply, while howling gales and lashing rain batter the sea, chaotic billows leap high.

Zhao Sheng halts abruptly over the surging waters, gazing far into the encircling seas, his sharp black-white eyes slowly shift to solid white.

Night-like gloom cloaks the heavens, the atmosphere hangs thick and moist, brimming with an intangible dread and pressure.

His Divine Thought expands immensely and powerfully, drawing the skies, seas, and the eerily quiet ocean floor under the Ten Thousand Feet Sea Abyss into his “sight”.

Furious roiling clouds, blinding majestic lightning, deluging rains, frenzied Dragon Tornado gales, barren subsea ridges steeped in lifeless hush… plus thick clusters of sudden, popping space fissures…