Imperial Cultivation Chapter 1459 - 1455: Calamity

The four divine beasts collided in the sky, and suddenly a giant wheel appeared in the Void.

The dark green wheel, with a diameter of a hundred meters, rotated slowly.

The wheel was engraved with various figures of strange beasts, filled with an array of exotic patterns in the blank spaces.

The patterns seemed alive, constantly flowing and changing, as if they could emerge from the wheel at any moment.

As the four divine beasts were about to crash into the wheel, the wheel suddenly trembled.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The four divine beasts were flung out and plummeted straight down in the air.

In midair, they burst into clusters of starlight and slowly dispersed.

Chu Zhiyuan’s heart was shockingly shaken.

These four divine beasts were not real entities and burst into beams of light.

He already knew that the divine artifact of Biyuan Heaven was this green wheel.

With a diameter of a hundred meters, crowded with various strange beasts amidst the peculiar patterns.

It appeared ordinary, dull, and indistinct.

He extended his Super Sense forward, slowly approaching, step by step getting closer, seeing it clearer and clearer.

The full array of patterns on it vividly appeared before his eyes, revealed to be a script of Divine Language.

Through this script, he witnessed a scene: In a world as black as ink, crowds knelt densely upon the earth.

They looked up, offering their salutations to a golden palace floating in the sky, whispering strange sounds.

The pitch-black night could not conceal the form and shape of the palace.

It was grand and towering, built with golden bricks, roofed with golden tiles, faintly circulating a golden glow.

The murmured sounds gathered together, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

With their chants, the palace began to flash with golden brilliance, intensifying.

From a Bright Moon transformed into a sun.

The golden palace emitted blinding golden light, unbearable to gaze upon, illuminating the entire world.

As the world brightened, the golden palace transformed into the sun, hanging high in the sky, while the dense crowds on the ground vanished.

They disappeared without a trace, and it was unclear where they had gone, while the murmured voices continued to float gently in the air.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly wiped his face, realizing it was already covered in tears.

Whispering the sounds he heard before, his body entered a peculiar state.

He looked up towards the sky.

The dark night covered the Bright Moon.

Yet he distinctly felt the presence of the Bright Moon, sparking an intense urge to fly towards it, as his body grew lighter.

He hurriedly took a deep breath, suppressing this urge, shutting his mouth to prevent uttering the bizarre sounds.

Nevertheless, the influence of these strange sounds lingered, giving him a mysterious affection towards the wheel—joy, longing, desire—as he unconsciously approached it with his Super Sense.

Closer and closer.

At the last moment, a spark of realization struck him, sensing something awry.

Instincts sensed danger, prompting his Super Sense to jerk back, seeking to retreat.

Yet the wheel flashed, shooting out a purple light.

"Buzz..." His vision went dark, then lightning erupted, like thunder crashing down.

Soon, the earth trembled violently, everything shook intensely, fading from view, with bolts of lightning darting through the darkness.

A coolness infused his mind, bringing clarity, awakening him.

He found himself falling straight down, like a stone, plummeting towards the Imperial Palace.

In the next instant, he vanished from the air, appearing in the Heavenly Sword Branch.

Strange energies continued to circulate, isolating his Spiritual Essence from approaching, preventing his aura from dispersing.

Super Sense released again, seeing four Princes sitting cross-legged on mats.

They were pallid as paper, the Ink Jade Pendants already put away.

Their aura was weak, severely injured.

Just like his own appearance now.

Chu Zhiyuan retracted his Super Sense, flashed away without a trace, reappearing inside the Heaven-Reaching Hall.

Zhang Ji Yuan and Ning Dongge were practicing on their meditation cushions, surrounded by swirling energy.

Suddenly seeing him appear, they paid no heed, as Chu Zhiyuan came and went, visiting once or twice daily.

But then, their eyes turned back, settling on his face.

Chu Zhiyuan’s complexion was paler than paper.

He felt that his injuries were likely more severe than the four Princes.

At this moment, his mind was an empty Void, with lightning darting and bombarding the Void.

His head felt like it was splitting, relying on the continuous flow of refreshing energy to relieve it.

If not for the help of his clones, he might have already fallen unconscious.

"Junior Brother, what’s happened?" Zhang Ji Yuan couldn’t help asking.

Ning Dongge frowned, "Other Spirit Venerables?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Not Spirit Venerables, ... Senior Brothers, I must operate my techniques now."

Ning Dongge quickly said, "Then get to it, need Spirit Pill?"

Chu Zhiyuan closed his eyes, assumed a peculiar posture, formed seals with his hands, and started circulating the Heavenly Yuan Technique.

Though he usually didn’t use the Nine Techniques of Spirit Abyss to circulate the Heavenly Yuan Technique, for better effect he resorted to this method.

Zhang Ji Yuan and Ning Dongge hurriedly shut their mouths, withdrew their gaze, to avoid disturbing Chu Zhiyuan.

Ning Dongge gestured towards the door.

Zhang Ji Yuan nodded.

Both got up and went to the wall, stepping into the Light Gate and vanishing from the hall.

Chu Zhiyuan focused on the Heavenly Yuan Technique, disregarding the two of them.

The damage caused by the green wheel continued to worsen, inflicting sustained harm to his spirit.

Lightning bolts darted through his mind, ceaselessly bombarding the Void.

The mind’s Void seemed like it might crack and shatter.

He knew, once truly shattered, it meant his soul’s collapse, and his end.

His clones frantically infused spiritual power, while he tirelessly operated the Heavenly Yuan Technique.

Within the Jade Sea and Sky, the sun quickly dimmed, turning from noon to sunset.

The sunset cast down red clouds.

The sun’s energy was fully infused into his mind’s Void, transforming into powerful spiritual power, dissolving the lightning.

But this power before the lightning was subtly dispersed, diminishing rapidly.

He desperately maintained his clarity, capturing the flashes of spirit light.

In the next instant, he suddenly stopped his movements, forming seals, sitting cross-legged, whispering strange sounds.

Just like the scene from the wheel’s Divine Language, those sounds he heard.

"Ooh naa loo oong..."

The bizarre sounds quickly calmed him, bringing peace and serenity.

And the rampant lightning in his mind seemed to hear these strange sounds too, becoming peaceful, no longer fierce, ceased bombarding the Void.

Chu Zhiyuan sighed in relief.

The clones kept infusing clear streams, while he kept chanting the strange sounds.

As time passed, the lightning in his mind gradually calmed, gradually faded away.

Chu Zhiyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the last bolt of lightning dissipated, he opened his eyes.

His clothes soaked in sweat, dried with a gentle shake.

He let out a long exhale.

This time was truly perilous, like taking a stroll between life and death.

So this is the power of the Divine Artifact?

Even though it became dysfunctional, it was still awe-inspiring, rendering him powerless before it.

If not for his clones, and his understanding of Divine Language deriving from the Taihao Jade Chapter, he would have been doomed.

The peril of the Divine Artifact is beyond imagination.

He exhaled again, seeing Zhang Ji Yuan and Ning Dongge absent, continued to sit cross-legged, readying to examine himself.

Instantly, he felt the difference.

Within the Jade Sea and Sky, the sun transformed into a blazing sun.

The sun previously resembled the summer’s sun, even at noon.

But now, the sun was like the peak summer sun, fiercely hot.

Clearly, the Heavenly Yuan Technique had greatly advanced, his spiritual power surged.

This was solely due to those lightning bolts.

Was it their bombardment of the mind’s Void or their fusion with it, that brought such change?

He closed his eyes, carefully recalling the previous process, carefully reflecting on his transformation.