Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 429 - 296: Phantom of Bone Mountain

Chapter 429: Chapter 296: Phantom of Bone Mountain

Name: Zhao Qingyang (Zhao Sheng)

Life Span: 89/813

Realm: Golden Core Fourth Level, Divine Communication Top Grade

Profession: Third-tier Talisman Master, Third-rank Alchemist, Second-Order Artifact Refiner

[Constitution:] Gold and Fire Dual Spirit Roots (Earth), Barbaric Ancient Battle Body (Earth)

[Talent:] Immortal Spirit Realm (Incomplete)

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[Skill:]

Cultivation Technique: Golden Crow Burning Sky Technique (Great Success), Star God Thousand Heart Technique (Small Success), Qi Observing Skill (Master), Taiqing Nine Yang Technique (Great Success)…

Body Refinement: Immortal Golden Body (Great Success), True Void Mountain Shattering Skill (Perfect), Heavenly Human Four Forms (Small Success), Uncanny Escape Technique (Master)…

Hundred Arts: Talisman (Master), Alchemy (Master), Artifact Refining…

“Ancestor, today’s spiritual meat is here. Will it suit your taste?”

A reverent voice lightly rose by his ear, interrupting Zhao Sheng’s thoughts.

With a thought, the pages of the Hundred Lifetimes book closed, transforming into a ring of light, and sank back into the deepest part of the Soul Sea.

Zhao Shiluo looked at his family’s Ancestor with utmost reverence, feeling that his figure was as majestic and towering as a mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Shiluo was holding a tray as large as a table, with thick layers of Fungus Meat piled up like a Small Mountain, weighing at least a thousand pounds.

This Fungus Meat was brimming with Spiritual Energy, and a single piece could keep an Innate Martial Sect member full for three days without hunger.

But this was just the amount Zhao Sheng would consume in one meal.

Zhao Sheng beckoned with his hand, and the tray slowly floated up, landing on the stone table in front of him.

Zhao Shiluo was about to leave when he suddenly saw an object flying towards him.

He instinctively caught it, feeling the cold touch; upon closer examination, he was overjoyed.

It turned out to be a dark green Jade Talisman.

“A small trinket for you, as a reward. It can save your life in a crucial moment. You may leave now.”

“Thank you for the reward, Ancestor!” Zhao Shiluo’s voice trembled with joy. After bowing deeply in salute, he carefully exited the room.

It was just a minor episode, and Zhao Sheng did not dwell on it.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he had devoured the mountain of meat.

The Fungus Meat was rapidly digested by his gluttonous stomach, and he felt numerous warm currents quickly spread from his stomach to his limbs and bones; Zhao Sheng smiled contentedly.

Then, sitting cross-legged, he began to practice the Taiqing Nine Yang Technique, drawing Primordial Qi from within his body and transporting it to the Supreme Yang True Acupoints.

Two hours later, the room was filled with steam, becoming hot and stuffy.

At that moment, a milky white Jade Talisman at Zhao Sheng’s waist began to blink frantically, emitting a dazzling spirit light.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes snapped open, his gaze sharp as lightning, and his Divine Sense surged into the milky white Jade Talisman like a tide.

Suddenly a message entered his mind: “The ‘Five Elements Manual’ has been obtained! Our family is now free from worries.”

Overjoyed by the news, Zhao Sheng leapt to his feet, his figure disappearing from the room in a flash.

Shortly after, a golden tunneling light shot up from the Second Ring Great Wall, circled halfway around, and headed straight for the Abyss Battlefield a hundred miles away.

“Kill them! Kill all these monsters!”

“Retreat, be careful of the Beheading Crow!”

“Poison Avoidance Pill? Who has any more Poison Avoidance Pills? I’m willing to trade a Mid-grade Spirit Stone for one!”

“Change formation, thousands of swords release, set the formation!”

“The way of the Sky-splitting Sword, I am invincible! The Surging Wave Sword unsheathed!”

As soon as he stepped into the barrier, a multitude of noisy sounds instantly flooded Zhao Sheng’s ears. The Golden Wall spanned three hundred miles, and every inch of its walls was stained with blood and filth, with constant battles everywhere. The flashes of spells lit up the scene now and then.

Here, every moment, people were injured and died, while more than ten times that number of Corpse Ghosts were buried in battle.

Looking down at the Abyss, the corpse fog was thick, and through the dark shadows, one could see vast stretches of ghostly green flames spreading across the ground, a massive Corpse Peak taking shape, “slowly” growing upwards.

The highest part of the Corpse Peak was less than a hundred yards from the ground.

Watching this scene, Zhao Sheng’s brow furrowed slightly, the joy inside him gradually fading to be replaced by worry about the future of this realm.

Faced with the ever-growing Corpse Peak, the Sect Alliance had considered dealing with it. They had once allocated specialists to burn the bodies with True Fire, but unfortunately, the number of corpses burned each day was less than a tenth of those that fell.

The resulting severe “pollution” of the air caused several major outbreaks of corpse poison, seriously affecting the defense on their side, and nearly allowing several Netherworld Kings to breach the city wall’s prohibitions.

After several failures, the alliance had no choice but to let it be, as if turning a blind eye.

On the surface, the current war situation was greatly in favor of the Tianzhu Realm side, and could be described as triumphant.

In the nearly two months of ceaseless slaughter, sixteen Nascent Soul level monsters like the Flying Sky Netherworld King and Ghost Kings had fallen, and more than two hundred Golden Core level monsters had perished.

In addition, tens of millions of Zombie Ghosts fell in battle.

On the alliance’s side, only two Nascent Soul Ancestors had lost their lives due to carelessness, and the number of Golden Core Masters who had died was less than twenty.

However, in the face of the fearless Corpse Ghosts, Cultivators below Foundation Establishment suffered significant casualties. The losses of the Ten Sects Daoist Corps averaged one-tenth, and other second- and third-tier forces suffered casualties of at least twenty percent.

As Zhao Sheng had just flown over the outskirts of the camp area, he witnessed scenes of sorrow and joy; some were sighing in despair with low morale, while others were triumphant, reaping rewards.

Some Sects experienced grievous losses, while others, like the Xinglong Zhao family, had their Qi Fortune explode due to snagging a Ghost King Heart Core and made a fortune.

With these thoughts, Zhao Sheng flew into a ruined watchtower.