Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1984 - 1461: Forcibly Inserting

Desperate and without alternatives, the cultivators were forced to journey northward, targeting the inhabitants of the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance in hopes of purging their karma via conflict with them.

Yet upon entering the Northern Domain, they were utterly astonished to learn that the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had zero interest in responding to their provocation!

Initially, the cultivators were utterly perplexed, failing to comprehend the refusal and avoidance. If they failed to address their karma at this juncture, post-grand calamity, correcting it would become far more arduous.

Should karma persist, it might trigger qi deviation abruptly during cultivation, plunging them into insanity.

Ultimately, only after intimidation from multiple Heavenly Immortal cultivators did the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance disclose their motive for evading the confrontation: every one of them had already cleared their karma!

"What?!"

"How is that possible?"

"Impossible!"

The revelation hit like a boulder stirring endless ripples; even the worldly-wise Heavenly Immortals automatically rejected it.

"Because we offered up a Taixu Illusionary Realm derived from a Great Thousand World..." Having revealed the initial segment, they opted to divulge the entirety. In any case, such an approach was improbable to recur.

It turned out to be pure chance—some time ago, a Heavenly Immortal was traversing the Void close to the Primal Spirit Realm when he stumbled upon this Taixu Illusionary Realm.

Given its remarkably superior quality, neither he nor his kin could assist the Heavenly Dao in processing it swiftly on their own.

The extended the wait, the more the world's origin energy would fade, diminishing their gains, thus they bargained with fellow races, drawing them into the joint effort.

Consequently, no sooner had they completed refining the Taixu Illusionary Realm than, mere days later, the grand calamity burst forth!

At the outset, it struck the feebler, less populous minor races. Anxious about their legacies perishing in the storm, they deployed their fresh merit to eliminate their karma immediately, thereby withdrawing from the grand calamity right from the start.

As word of this disseminated, numerous additional races emulated the action.

However, for certain bigger races, the acquired merit proved inadequate, compelling them to contribute portions of their personal merit too.

There was no way around it—the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had merely reemerged and grown across the recent millennia. Although that duration seems extended, for an organization, it remained somewhat lacking.

In particular, every one of these races grappled with a common issue: their breeding pace was exceedingly sluggish!

Consequently, despite the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance now boasting several Heavenly Immortals, they sorely lacked heirs and emerging powerhouses.

For this reason, they were extremely reluctant to join the grand calamity, preferring to expend more merit rather than entertain any notion of clashing with rival groups.

Nevertheless!

Upon learning that the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had assimilated a collapsed Great Thousand World now as a Taixu Illusionary Realm, those handful of Heavenly Immortals were once more astounded.

Their fortune was simply too extraordinary—bordering on the absurd!

Observing the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance’s impregnable fortifications and strategies—and above all, their complete disinterest in combat—

This implied that the Immortal Tao would need to incur an even steeper cost merely to compel their adversaries into engaging.

Yet pursuing this route, the Immortal Tao could fail to pierce the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance’s barriers before enduring heavy tolls and setbacks. Where was the logic in that?

Once again powerless, the cultivators reluctantly departed the Northern Domain.

"What should we do now?" one Heavenly Immortal couldn’t resist inquiring.

The Divine Path remains detached above the cosmos; the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had already escaped the calamity and ceased involvement; the Sea Clan and Demonic Tao, along with the human race and the Devil Race, had turned into mutual foes!

In essence, throughout the expansive Primal Spirit Realm, the Immortal Tao struggled to locate even one comparable faction to fight and thereby cleanse their karma.

"We can’t very well have the Immortal Tao slaughter each other among ourselves, can we?"

It wasn’t fear of mockery from other groups that deterred them; instead, infighting would wreak even graver harm and devastation on the Immortal Tao!

The grand calamity was no mere simulated contest—it was a genuine, merciless massacre!

Impossible for two factions to clash during the calamity, only to mend ties seamlessly afterward.

Instilling enmity was standard; post-calamity, the parties would probably ignite fresh warfare!

By then, irrespective of results, any major conflict would unavoidably claim lives.

And this predicament wasn’t isolated but spanned the whole Immortal Tao!

No matter the Immortal Tao’s formidable might, enduring successive calamities plus civil war would surely erode their power dramatically.

Wouldn’t that create openings for rival camps?

Thus, under no circumstances would they consent to settling karma via fights inside the Immortal Tao.

"What do you all think of splitting our forces into two, heading separately for the West Continent and the Southern Domain, and under the banner of aiding the human race, forcibly inserting ourselves into the battlefield?" Li Zhixuan proposed her scheme.

When the Demonic Tao pulled back, she hadn’t departed the forces right away, as she was uncertain where to pursue her aspirations, so she trailed them to the Northern Domain and returned southward.

Following deep reflection, she devised this notion of dividing their movements.

"Excellent!"

"That’s a sound idea!"

...

However, what Li Zhixuan hadn’t foreseen was that upon hearing her suggestion, the rest promptly approved with nods.

They had no better option—their circumstances were genuinely dire!

Directionless and unsure of the next step, their formerly fervent spirit, worn down by successive blows, had completely faded.