Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1686 - 906: Red Sea Realm, Sea God, Mount-bearing Dragon Turtle Clan

Day turns to night, celestial bodies drift, and time cascades away like a flowing river.

Twelve years concluded within the Taiyi Spirit Realm, yet a mere eight hundred and thirty-two days transpired in the Burial Immortal Ruins.

Across these more than eight hundred Ruins days, Zhao Sheng's two avatars ventured through numerous "Immortal Ruins Markets."

Divine Sound Valley, Bone Accumulation Cliff, Evil Moon Cave, Residual Image Mountain, Tidal Forest, Pure Heaven... each unique and peculiar locale within the Immortal Ruins broadened Zhao Sheng's perspective, granting him true insight into countless strange entities and unusual beings.

The Human Clan undeniably reigns as the dominant race of this epoch, their presence felt in virtually every Immortal Ruins market, alongside the Sub-human Clan.

Beyond the conventional Human Clan, the Sub-human Clan exhibits remarkable diversity; among them, the Giants, Sea Spirits, and Ancient Witches stand as the three most formidable sub-families.

Just as the Giant Clan fragments into various branches like the multi-arm, single-eye, and nine-head clans, the Sea Spirits and Ancient Witches similarly boast numerous sub-divisions.

To Zhao Sheng's considerable surprise, the Sea Spirit Clan's physical form and general appearance bear a striking resemblance to the Blue-eyed Spirit Clan found within the Shattered Star Sea of the Tianzhu Realm.

It might be more accurate to suggest that the Blue-eyed Spirit Clan is very likely a significant offshoot of the Sea Spirit Clan.

To this very day, Zhao Sheng retains a profound impression of the Blue-eyed Spirit Clan, given that his second existence once channeled the Spiritual Clan Bloodline.

Perhaps driven by an innate curiosity.

Upon his arbitrary ascension to the "Tidal Forest," he swiftly identified a member of the Red-eyed Spirit Clan as his chosen subject.

Subsequently, as it made its descent back to the Lower Realm, Zhao Sheng promptly followed, tethered by invisible silken threads.

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The heavens pulsed with an unsettling crimson hue, and the atmosphere felt dense and weighty, akin to a vast, undulating continent of clouds stretching endlessly below. The ocean below reflected this somber red, painting the waters of this oceanic world in shades of crimson.

This was an awe-inspiring, unimaginably expansive ocean planet, with seas dominating over ninety percent of its surface.

Tens of thousands of islands dotted the various regions, the largest among them spanning just over three million miles, a mere fraction compared to the vast expanse of the Divine Continent.

The planet's atmosphere was astonishingly thick, with a tranquil depth exceeding three hundred thousand miles, supporting a complete and self-contained ecological system, effectively functioning as a distinct "independent world."

The blood-red Great Sun gradually descended into the Cloud Sea, and in its wake, a colossal entity abruptly pierced through the crimson clouds, accelerating towards the distant horizon.

This immense being was entirely black, resembling polished iron, and possessed a diameter of ten thousand feet. At first glance, it appeared to be a gargantuan black turtle, its carapace shaped like a formidable mountain, from beneath which unfurled four azure wings, each nearly a thousand feet in length, that stirred the swirling mists with every beat.

A single, casual sweep of these wings was sufficient to disrupt the clouds for a hundred miles, propelling the creature forward several hundred miles in mere moments.

And upon the gleaming black turtle's expansive back rested seven or eight grand and opulent crystal palaces, meticulously crafted from jade and precious gems, which dazzled brilliantly under the sun, radiating an aura of immense splendor.

At this juncture, positioned atop the hill-like head of the colossal turtle, stood over thirty cultivators of the Spirit Clan, each possessing exquisite beauty and an elegant demeanor.

These Spirit Clan cultivators bore features even more refined than those of the orthodox Human Clan, their presence imbued with a more otherworldly grace. Nevertheless, their pupils emitted an eerie crimson glow, reminiscent of two clear, crimson pieces of amber.

Amidst the gathering, a Spirit Clan member of middle age, with a somewhat sturdier build and a comparatively ordinary visage, was intently observing the sky.

This individual was none other than Zhao Sheng, who had stealthily infiltrated the Red Sea Realm.

This realm earned its name, the Red Sea, primarily due to the ubiquitous presence of a specific type of crimson seaweed that flourished in its oceans.

This distinctive red seaweed blanketed the global marine expanses, imbuing the seas with their characteristic faint crimson tint.

It was only on the occasion of the annual new moon tide that all these seaweeds would transform their hue from red to a pale green, a phenomenon regarded as a significant marvel of the Red Sea Realm.

Before long, the enormous sun, occupying a substantial portion of the Heavenly Vault, was finally completely concealed by the encroaching clouds.

Zhao Sheng slowly retracted his gaze, his attention once again drawn to the individuals positioned ahead of the main group.

At this precise moment, a Spirit Clan female cultivator of exceptional beauty and unparalleled aura stood at the very front, encircled and honored by the others, much like the moon is attended by a host of stars.

Her name was Guerhai Mingzhu; she hailed from a prestigious lineage, being the Third Princess of the Xuanyu Sea Clan, and her cultivation prowess approached that of a Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Human Clan.

The most crucial aspect was her genuine identity as an exceptionally rare Immortal Ruins Guest, a one-in-a-billion rarity.

Previously, Zhao Sheng had accompanied her into this realm, blending in with the envoy group making their way to the Fuping Continent.

The Fuping Continent stands as the largest island within the Red Sea Realm, inhabited by approximately eight hundred million individuals who are hybrids of the Human Clan and Spirit Clan, with three dominant Human Clan nations—Lan, Lang, and Miao—situated on its surface.

Positioned in a remote corner, the Fuping Continent possesses cultivation forces that are neither overwhelmingly powerful nor conspicuously weak, falling far short of being a match for the Sea Spirit Clan.

Nevertheless, over the span of the last fifty thousand years, the Sea Spirit Clan has instigated three extensive cross-ocean conflicts, aiming to eradicate the Human Clan's presence on the Fuping Continent.

Yet, on all three occasions, these attempts ultimately culminated in devastating defeats.

For the past twenty thousand years, the Sea Spirit Clan has been noticeably unsettled but has refrained from initiating another cross-ocean battle with any haste.

This time, upon their arrival in the new world, and for reasons yet to be fully disclosed, Zhao Sheng elected to journey alongside Guerhai Mingzhu aboard this Humpbacked Mountain Turtle, intending to acclimatize himself to the unfamiliar surroundings.

"Moo..."

As night yielded to dawn, punctuated by the prolonged cry of the Humpbacked Mountain Turtle, a brilliant crimson light abruptly illuminated the eastern sky.

This scarlet glow painted the heavens with vibrant clouds, suffusing the boundless expanse of the sea's surface and rapidly intensifying the already red hue of the ocean waters, lending them a more vivid appearance.

Moments later, an enormous, scarlet Sun ascended dramatically from the western horizon's edge.

This Great Sun commanded a formidable portion of the sky, radiating an intense, scorching crimson light, giving the distinct impression that it was poised to plummet into this world imminently.