Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 637 - 392 Great Merit and the Child of Destiny

Chapter 637 -392 Great Merit and the Child of Destiny

Time seemed to have passed for ages, yet it seemed like only a moment.

Zhao Sheng closed and opened his eyes, suddenly realizing that he was in a completely different world.

The Great Sun hung high in the Heavenly Curtain, Gang Wind howled, and the scorching sunlight that fell on his face actually made his skin feel slightly burning.

Looking around, he was shocked to find that the Floating Fortress had already descended onto another battlefield, a chaotic scene filled with countless cultivators engaged in self-forgetting combat, dense magical attacks and Magic Artifacts obscuring the sky and sun, throwing the Spiritual Energy environment into complete disarray.

Floating Fortresses transformed into various attack formations, just returned from the Otherworld, and instantly joined the fray, Spirit Stone Cannons firing in unison, thick spirit columns raining down like a torrential downpour, destroying several Floating Temples in one fell swoop.

Boom!

At that moment, Simu Zhen suddenly transformed into Thunder Light without a word and soared into the sky, bursting through the Array Light Shield, then with a wave of her hand she scattered countless piercing Thunder Snakes that instantly surrounded a large area of the battlefield.

Zhao Sheng’s gaze had just followed her, when the elderly man named Ma next to him stomped his foot and also turned into a rainbow to fly away, catching up with Simu Zhen in the blink of an eye, fighting alongside her.

“Stay here and don’t move—this old man is going to kill a few traitors first,” he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sheng felt a hand on his shoulder; a stream of pure Mana flowed in from the palm into his body, turning into countless invisible yellow threads spreading throughout his body, instantly immobilizing him, rendering him unable to move.

Zhao Sheng was initially shocked, but soon calmed down.

Watching Zhao Changdu’s rapidly departing figure, he quickly lowered his head to consider if there were any loopholes in his prepared story.

With the addition of a new force, the side of the Tianzhu Realm immediately gained the upper hand, and soon the army of the Netherworld was beaten back in disarray, with heavy casualties.

Consequently, the Netherworld quickly staged a scene similar to the Tianzhu Realm’s earlier retreat.

An hour later, those remaining Floating Divine Temples shrunk within a range of several dozen kilometers, voluntarily forming a spherical defensive array with an outer circle and inner square, protecting their own cultivators as they retreated into the Star Gate in disarray…

Due to Zhao Sheng’s interference, this battle at the Star Gate actually ended unexpectedly and prematurely, something no one had foreseen.

…

The battle was not yet fully over, and Zhao Changdu had already flown back with a body full of murderous aura from the depths of the Heavenly Curtain.

As soon as he landed on the deck, he picked up Zhao Sheng without a word and flew towards the nearby Zhao’s Cloud Boat.

A dozen breaths later, the two had entered a quiet room on the top floor of the Cloud Boat.

Zhao Changdu waved his hand and immediately raised three layers of shielding Barrier, emerald green, earthy yellow, and silver-white in succession around the room.

Once the Barrier was established, he patted Zhao Sheng on the shoulder, instantly releasing the Mana bindings.

Then, Zhao Changdu asked bluntly, “What you said earlier, was it all true?”

Zhao Sheng held his hand upright in a solemn gesture and said earnestly, “This junior swears upon my Cultivation heart, every word I spoke was true. Otherwise, may lightning strike me dead on the spot.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Changdu’s expression eased slightly, followed by a sigh, “It’s been over a thousand years, and after all the hardships in our search, we have finally learned of the Qingyang Ancestor’s whereabouts. Now at last we can give an account to our ancestors.”

Zhao Sheng responded, “This junior, twenty years ago, by chance received the legacy left by the Qingyang Ancestor, and thereby learnt the secret of my own origin. Moreover, the Ancestor left a message that in the depths of the Divine Ruins indeed lies a Cross-border Transmission Array, and that place also hides treasures like the Primordial Spirit Fruit from beyond our realm.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Changdu involuntarily stroked his green beard and suddenly asked, “Do you have any relics of the Ancestor?”

Zhao Sheng nodded his head, then took out two thread-bound booklets and several Jade Scrolls.

Zhao Changdu reached out and took a Jade Scroll, his Divine Thought entering it, and his eyebrows and beard both moved, showing a trace of excitement.

“Yes, this is indeed the ‘Golden Crow Burning Sky Technique’ written in the secret script of the Zhao Family… hmm, it even has the Nascent Soul Chapter,” he said.

Having said that, he eagerly took up another Jade Scroll, and soon his eyes showed shock: “Inside the Divine Ruins… Cross-border Transmission Array Star… and a map of the routes? The Qingyang Ancestor actually had such an immense opportunity. Excellent, hahaha!”

As he looked, Zhao Changdu actually burst into hearty laughter.

Then, he picked up a booklet again and began to read.

The characters in the booklet were the most common runes of the Tianzhu Realm, recounting some early stories of Zhao Qingyang, as well as some experiences after traversing into Otherworlds.

Zhao Sheng was confident the content of the book was entirely familiar; after all, it was all his own personal experience.

In this world, no one knew the Qingyang Ancestor better than him!

At this point, Zhao Changdu had come to fully believe Zhao Sheng’s story.

For all clues were proving that the other party was not lying. After all, the contents of the Jade Scrolls and booklets could not be faked.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, but Zhao Changdu kept studying the records in the booklets and Jade Scrolls, seemingly immersed in them.

Zhao Sheng did not speak to interrupt, but waited quietly.

Just at this moment, Zhao Changdu’s brow suddenly furrowed, and he took out a Jade Talisman from his robe that was flickering with spirit light.

After reading the information in the Jade Talisman, his brows furrowed even more, but he soon regained his composure.

Getting up, he advised, “You stay here and rest to heal your wounds. I have some matters to deal with.”

“The Ancestor is free to go; this junior will wait here quietly,” Zhao Sheng said with a smile.

Shortly afterward, Zhao Sheng was left alone in the quiet room.

After he swallowed a few spirit pills that restored his condition, he stopped caring about his injuries, allowing his body to heal on its own.

Hum!

Zhao Sheng’s brow shot out a Five-Colored Vortex, but in the next second, the Vortex abruptly collapsed, separating into red, blue, black, white, yellow five huge Divine Spirit projections.