Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1090 - 530: The Future Multiverse Battlefield, Countless Opportunities

"Impossible!"

"How could ancient sects possibly have endured?"

"Had such sects truly existed, they would have conquered the entire Void Realm ages ago."

"Why have we never caught wind of them before?"

Daoist Xuan Cheng exclaimed in disbelief.

He was well aware of how overwhelmingly powerful ancient sects were, far surpassing any modern-day sects.

Should one such ancient sect still exist, dominating the Void Realm would be effortless for them.

No other powers could possibly stand against them.

Yet, despite his extensive searches across numerous locations, he had found zero traces of any ancient sect activities.

"Indeed, they no longer reside in the Void Realm."

"Their survival came from escaping."

"They escaped to different Great Thousand Worlds."

"Changes in the Void Realm prevent their return."

"However, these ancient sects have flourished in those other Great Thousand Worlds."

"Their strength has grown even greater than during ancient times."

Yin Zhao Feng clarified.

He himself hadn't known these hidden truths at first.

His master had shared this intelligence with him.

For Jiang Fan, such details weren't vital secrets, so sharing them was no issue.

In fact, revealing this would motivate the Primordial Talisman Sect's cultivators.

It would make them aware of the formidable foes awaiting in the future.

Thus, they wouldn't allow their cultivation to grow lax.

As expected, the news spread rapidly, causing true disciples and elders alike to grow alert and driven.

Everyone threw themselves into rigorous training, gripped by intense urgency.

After all, no one could predict when the assault might begin.

"Fled? To other Great Thousand Worlds?"

Daoist Xuan Cheng stood completely stunned.

He hadn't even fully mapped out the Void Realm, much less ventured into other realms.

Though he'd heard rumors of endless Great Thousand Worlds scattered across the Endless Void,

without ever witnessing them, he'd dismissed it all as mere myth.

To his shock, it proved entirely real.

"Hold on, supposing this information holds true."

"Those ancient sects already possess immense might."

"The Void Realm now lies in a state of profound weakness, far from its former glory."

"What could possibly draw those ancient sects back here?"

Daoist Xuan Cheng had to voice his doubt.

To him, the present Void Realm seemed nothing more than a desolate wasteland.

Back in their heyday, those ancient sects boasted Void Refining Cultivators, Integration Cultivators, and even Mahayana Cultivators.

Powers of that caliber stood to gain nothing from invading the weakened Void Realm today.

"Senior, the Void Realm's secrets surpass anything you can fathom."

"This realm brims with profound mysteries and treasures."

"Such fortunes will lure cultivators from those ancient sects."

"Even Mahayana Cultivators won't resist the pull."

"The Void Realm is destined to transform into a massive battleground ahead."

Yin Zhao Feng declared, his face etched with grave seriousness.

This marked one of the major disasters his master had foreseen.

Those ancient sect cultivators were notoriously brutal and overbearing.

Upon their return, they would undoubtedly subjugate countless local powers.

Refusing to serve as their lackeys would force inevitable confrontation.

Treasures, after all, were limited in supply.

Should the Primordial Talisman Sect claim them, others would be left empty-handed.

Being the Void Realm's top force at present, a direct clash with these ancient sects loomed unavoidable.

That much was certain.

"That sounds way too extreme."

"If it truly unfolds that way, what shot do we have at victory?"

Daoist Xuan Cheng found himself at a loss for words.

During his time in the Western Continent, his foes had been merely Divinity Transformation races.

Overcoming them would have carved out a foothold for the Human Race there.

Yet now, these new adversaries dwarfed those races in terror by orders of magnitude.

Resurrected ancient demons weren't the only threat—ancient sects loomed as well.

He couldn't fathom how the Primordial Talisman Sect might triumph over such odds.

"No need to fret; it's not an immediate crisis."

"The Void Realm's spiritual energy has only recently awakened, bound by Heaven and Earth laws that bar entry to cultivators beyond Void Refining from other Great Thousand Worlds."

"This gives us ample time to advance our cultivation."

Yin Zhao Feng offered a subtle smile.

His own initial reaction to the revelation had been one of profound shock.

A total onslaught from those ancient sects would overwhelm the Void Realm entirely.

Doom would follow swiftly.

Luckily, Heaven and Earth laws restricted them, leaving the ancient cultivators powerless to act but watch from afar.

"What makes you so certain those ancient sect cultivators will invade the Void Realm?"

"Have you already clashed with them?"

Daoist Xuan Cheng picked up on that crucial detail right away.

Pure conjecture wouldn't inspire such certainty.

Only direct encounters with ancient sect cultivators could breed that level of apprehension.

"Correct—my master previously faced three Void Refining cultivators from the Thousand Illusion Sect."

"He slew them all with his own hands."

"Thus, the ancient sects' resurgence is merely a question of when."

Yin Zhao Feng confirmed with a nod, seeing no reason to conceal the facts.

Once hordes of ancient sect cultivators arrived, such events would come to light anyway.