Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2350: 185: Homecoming

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The grey-robed monk, suspecting an ambush near a massive Realm Embryo, struck it open and sealed the area with a golden net, only to face an emerging Eight-tailed Heavenly Fox on the brink of a ninth tail. Realizing he had fallen into True Man Taiyi's trap, the monk was swiftly enveloped by the fox's black tails amid his failed predictions. Meanwhile, Wang Ba reached a boundary sea whirlpool, observed the Northern Great Bodhisattva clashing evenly with a Realm Embryo beast, and used the Heavenly Square Compass to adjust its rules before descending inside. The wounded monk later surfaced nearby, puzzled by True Man Taiyi's disappearance and the failed causal tracking, before fleeing from the pursuing fox.

In the void beyond the Cloud Sky Realm, not too close yet not too distant.

Within the profound emptiness, scattered Domains flickered like distant stars at dawn.

The elusive Chaos Origin Substance, drifting like a hazy veil, permeated the view, veiling the clashes of far-off glows and masking the cultivators concealed in this space.

But right now, every one of these shadowy figures wore faces etched with utmost seriousness, the air thickening to an almost suffocating degree.

“Fresh reports… the Cloud Sky Realm has been crushed!”

“At the Supreme True Buddha’s den, the Xiahou Demon got beaten and slain right there, while True Man Gai and the Master of Quiet Cave who rushed to aid both escaped in disgrace…”

“Here in the Cloud Sky Realm, Heavenly Monarch Chao has perished too… We need to decide now!”

The voice of the one speaking trembled with uncontainable astonishment, restraint, and incredulity.

Silence enveloped the group.

After a short pause, a low, furious murmur escaped someone:

“What kind of decisions are even possible?”

“The Cloud Sky Realm set up such an elaborate trap this round, believing that even if they couldn’t wipe out the Supreme True Buddha’s followers entirely, they’d at least force them out. Yet the result, the result turned out this way!”

“Three Mahayana experts, two slain, one fled!”

“With just us remnants, how could we challenge destiny?”

These words struck the listeners, who turned their eyes toward the horizon where lights smashed together, each falling quiet inwardly.

Even the cultivators who had opposed this plan from the start now carried an immense weight in their hearts.

The saying ‘when the lips are gone, the teeth feel the chill’ rings true for all. Though they weighed their own sects’ gains, they hesitated this time, but secretly yearned for the Cloud Sky Realm to eradicate the Supreme True Buddha.

If eradication proved impossible, then at least repelling the Supreme True Buddha would suffice.

Still, even this basic desire went unfulfilled in the end.

“The Cloud Sky Realm’s loss spells the end of our peaceful times… Once the Supreme True Buddha wraps up here, he’ll target the Eastern Luli Buddha Realm, and around Duanhai Cliff, no power will stand against him. After that, Zhang’s Ruins will be next… Zhang’s Ruins won’t endure.”

A cluster of shadows brimmed with worry; one shook their head and remarked:

“Zhang’s Ruins won’t hold, but where do we flee to?”

“The Realm Sea stretches endlessly, offering endless options at first glance, but in truth, we’re out of paths!”

Then, a voice broke in:

“Why not band together and shift Zhang’s Ruins to unclaimed lands?”

Others swiftly shot down the idea:

“Unclaimed spots are simple to locate, but what of the Chaos Origin Substance?”

“Lacking Chaos Origin Substance, Zhang’s Ruins becomes a barren wasteland, and in the Realm Sea, every zone rich in it is already occupied. Do we resort to raiding and slaughter?”

This gave many pause; those who had been swayed now quieted once more.

Where Chaos Origin Substance thrives, a mighty overlord rules, and while some cultivators wouldn’t scruple over theft, such actions invite fierce foes with slim odds of success.

Beyond that, Zhang’s Ruins teems with rival groups, rife with strife and devoid of solidarity. Against a mighty foe, these allies might prove untrustworthy, even turning traitor without mercy.

One persisted doggedly:

“I’ve heard that beyond Duanhai Cliff, at the Realm Sea’s edge, the Chaos Origin Substance flows richer than near Duanhai Cliff or the four Great Realms…”

They got cut off before concluding:

“Hah, your intel’s incomplete then. The Realm Sea’s end is known as ‘Jicang Abyss,’ the border between the Third Realm Sea and Second Realm Sea. Beyond that abyss, legend holds, lies the Second Realm Sea.”

“Chaos Origin Substance there is plentiful beyond compare across the Realm Sea, yet it’s home to elite Innate Divine Demons, primordial Demonic Beasts, and whispers of Immortal Remains. Snatching it from those terrors is no easier than toppling the Supreme True Buddha!”

The nearby cultivators hushed once again.

Still, a profound helplessness gripped them all.

It was a crushing impotence, like witnessing one’s own plunge into quicksand, marching toward doom without any way to fight back.

Evidently, Crossing Tribulation cultivators in Zhang’s Ruins outnumber those in any lone Great Realm, and if unified, though not matching a powerhouse like the Cloud Sky Realm, they could sway portions of the Realm Sea’s balance and reap great rewards.

But infighting and rivalries bind them, trapping them in endless squabbles from which escape seems impossible. Any effort to rise from the sludge gets dragged down by myriad grasping hands from the filth.

At last, a sigh shattered the oppressive quiet:

“The Cloud Sky Realm’s downfall seals the matter. Lingering here offers us nothing; let’s head back to Zhang’s Ruins and plan for the future.”

“Agreed.”

“Time to return.”

“Plan for the future.”

The others chimed in, some reluctant yet voicing it as a resigned breath.

With the Cloud Sky Realm vanquished, they truly had no cause to stay. Getting back to Zhang’s Ruins sooner might uncover some alternative.

At once, the cultivators stopped dawdling, waving their sleeves as they soared toward Zhang’s Ruins…

The Yin Family Ancestor, Yin Tianzhi, shifted his stare to the edge of his view.

There, thick Chaos Origin Substance faintly cloaked two Domains.

One in white, the other black.

Beyond the white Domain, a hazy human-like form appeared, slamming against it.