Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1066 - 518: Black Dragon Sea Region Two Years Later, Divinity Transformation Ancestor Zhao Xuan Returns

"How curious. The Spiritual Qi in the Void Realm has only just begun to stir."

"Cultivators residing in the Void Realm shouldn't possess much power."

"Where would they find the capability to slaughter three of our Sect's Void Refining disciples?"

"Who exactly is this killer?"

An Elder from the Mahayana sect squinted, a surge of intense killing intent radiating from his presence.

"Do not overlook the ancient adversaries of the Taixu Sect."

"Though it was a pyrrhic victory, they emerged triumphant in that war, and their legacy endured."

"Could they be hiding within the Void Realm?"

"It is possible the Void Realm has long been their stronghold."

Qian Qiuhen, the Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusion Sect, spoke softly as he voiced his apprehension.

Upon reflection, the only entities currently in the Void Realm with sufficient power to dispatch three Void Refining disciples of their sect were those legendary, terrifying beings.

"This..."

The mere mention caused the pupils of the gathered Mahayana Elders to constrict, sparking waves of disbelief and leaving them with grim expressions.

If the culprits were indeed ancient, malevolent existences, then eliminating three Void Refining disciples would be a trivial task and altogether logical.

Yet, is it truly safe for them to venture into such a perilous domain?

Any misstep could draw the gaze of those terrible foes toward the Qianhuan Great World, potentially inviting annihilation upon the Thousand Illusion Sect.

"Sect Leader, what of the other sects?"

"Surely, we are not the only ones fixated on the Void Realm."

Another Elder of the Thousand Illusion Sect questioned.

Their inter-world Teleportation Array offered passage not only to the Void Realm but also to various other Great Thousand Worlds.

These were legacies bequeathed by the former Taixu Sect.

Consequently, they could maintain communications and trade with diverse realms and major forces, facilitating the rapid growth of their powerful sects.

Nonetheless, these sects frequently found themselves in competition.

They had, on occasion, even waged full-scale wars in attempts to annex one another.

"Indeed, they share our interest in the Void Realm."

"However, it seems their progress remains insignificant."

"For now, this is a minor matter, no great cause for concern."

"Those of us in the Thousand Illusion Sect have already established various contingencies within the Void Realm."

"We shall act once the Void Realm stabilizes enough to support Integration, or even Mahayana stages; there is no urgency," Qian Qiuhen stated coolly.

He felt no distress over the loss of a few Void Refining disciples.

On the contrary, he found the situation quite gratifying.

It served as confirmation that the Void Realm truly harbors immense opportunities and secrets.

If the Void Realm were merely a desolate, stagnant world devoid of the potential for an Immortal Realm ascension, he would be disappointed, as it would signal an end to all hope for his fellow cultivators.

Therefore, the greater the peril within the Void Realm, the more optimistic he became.

Perhaps his own path to the Immortal Realm was hidden within that very realm.

His anticipation grew with each passing moment.

He was not alone; other Elders shared this sentiment.

Having endured for countless years, achieving Ascension had become the singular obsession of these veteran relics.

...

Two years later.

Void Realm, Black Dragon Sea Region.

A man in tattered black robes tumbled from a spatial rift.

He scanned his surroundings, his face alight with jubilation and wonder.

"At last, I have returned to the Black Dragon Sea Region."

This elder in black robes was none other than the missing Divinity Transformation Ancestor, Zhao Xuan.

During his battle with the Five Poison Flood Dragon, both had been swept into a chaotic spatial tear.

They soon discovered they had been cast into a mysterious, archaic Secret Realm.

This domain was a hidden relic from the Ancient Era.

Although the ancient site was brimming with treasures and fortunes, it was fraught with extreme danger.

It played host to an abundance of formidable Demon Beasts and malevolent demons.

Every moment spent in that ancient realm was a struggle against impending death.

For instance, the Five Poison Flood Dragon had ultimately perished under the jagged claws of a demon.

Initially, Zhao Xuan believed his end had arrived within that ancient ruin.

Yet, while fleeing from a pursuing demon, he caught sight of another spatial distortion.

He cast himself through the breach without hesitation.

Before long, Zhao Xuan realized he had successfully escaped that lethal ancient relic.

Finally, he had returned to the Black Dragon Sea Region.

"The Heavens are truly shielding me."

"My destiny is far from complete."

Divinity Transformation Cultivator Zhao Xuan laughed with abandon, overwhelmed by joy.

His foray into that ancient relic had indeed yielded substantial rewards.

He had procured a Life-extending Spirit Medicine that granted him several hundred additional years of vitality.

Furthermore, he secured several ancient elixirs.

Following their consumption, his Cultivation surged, reaching the peak of the Ninth-Layer Divinity Transformation.

Alas, the threshold for Refining Void remained frustratingly distant.

Achieving the Ninth-Layer of Divinity Transformation offered no guarantee of reaching the Refining Void stage.

Even in the Ancient Era, Refining Void cultivators were exceptionally rare.

Many Divinity Transformation cultivators met their demise solely in their failed attempts to ascend to that state.

In all honesty, he possessed little confidence in his ability to reach Refining Void.

It was likely that the Ninth-Layer of Divinity Transformation represented the apex of his potential, a barrier nearly impossible to breach.

"I only hope the Zhao Family has not suffered too dearly in my absence."

Zhao Xuan’s eyes sharpened with deep concern.

He had long been haunted by worries regarding the fate of his kin since he had vanished.