Cultivation Helped by Ancestors-Chapter 320 - 266: Cyan Lotus Seal

Seeing Zhang Jian in this form, Jingming Daoist was momentarily startled, took a deep breath, and quickly spoke.

"Good!"

He finally had some understanding of why the Yin-Eating True Person held Zhang Jian in such high regard.

The cultivation technique he practiced was the nemesis of all ghosts.

…

"My Child Ghost!"

At this moment, in the depths of the West Shu Mountain Range, around a vast ancient battlefield, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother in black palace attire suddenly let out a sharp scream, her eyes filled with a cold gleam as she furiously glared towards the direction of Poison Dragon Pass.

She sensed that the Child Ghost she had left to ambush on the battlefield at Poison Dragon Pass had lost contact in an instant, suppressed by someone.

This change left her both shocked and angry.

Her heart was also exceptionally alert.

Her Child Ghosts were parts of her own Primordial Spirit, forming a special Ghost Mother Primordial Spirit, and she inherently had nine Child Ghost Primordial Spirit incarnations. The Child Ghosts possessed the essence of a Celestial Ghost, capable of easily tearing through the void and vanishing without a trace.

In theory, even when encountering a Primordial Spirit Master, they should have hopes of hiding or escaping.

Yet the Child Ghosts were suppressed.

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother's heart was both furious and worried.

This cast a shadow over her heart.

However, losing one Child Ghost would only result in a partial loss of her Primordial Qi. Given the Nine-Child Ghost Mother's dispersal and reformation abilities, even if all her Child Ghosts were lost, she could re-cultivate them from her Ghost Mother's womb.

"The current plan is to quickly refine the Blood Soul Banner and form the Blood Soul Array. By then, even if a Dharma Master arrives, this old mother will not fear it!"

She gazed at the ancient battlefield, and a deluge of blood rain flew out around her. Behind her, a banner twirled, and leech-like Blood Ghosts flew out, fiercely gnawing at clusters of War Souls.

…

Taiye Pool is the third pass among the Nine Passes of Western Shu. There was originally a summer resort established by an ancient dynasty around it, and it was named after a natural hot spring present there.

The scale of Taiye Pool's ancient battlefield is much larger than the Mass Grave at the fourth pass.

The walls of this dangerous pass are considered to be the shortest among the Nine Passes.

On both banks are lush mountains, and the battlefield lies in front of the mountain ridge beside the majestic pass. This place has a unique gap, which is a necessary path for invading forces.

However, cultivators have used magic to alter the terrain, sealing the gap. The mountains have become walls, forming a jug-like altar to suppress the War Souls here.

There is no Divine Temple stationed here.

Because the Forbidden Technique of this ancient battlefield is particularly strict and seems exceptionally tight, Jingming Daoist looked at it with a hint of reminiscence.

This ancient battlefield was personally arranged by him and the Dong Shen Ancestor, and the Golden Light Demon-Repelling Banishing Technique around it is even more secure than the Three-Eyed Exorcism Well.

This is also the only large ancient battlefield among the four ancient battlefields that has not been completely broken open.

Currently, there are quite a few disciples from Dong Shen Temple scouting around the ancient battlefield. Upon seeing Jingming Daoist and Zhang Jian arrive, they paid their respects and looked at the two with slightly peculiar eyes.

Zhang Jian's keen and powerful Yang God Divine Sense faintly felt several Primordial Spirit Divine Senses sweeping over, all of which passed by him.

Those Divine Senses bore no malice, purely curiosity.

His immense Yang God Divine Sense wanted to erupt instinctively to fend off these Divine Senses, but Zhang Jian suppressed it.

He did not want to reveal his Yang God Divine Sense to outsiders just yet.

"It seems this place is about to become a battlefield for confrontation!"

This thought flashed in Zhang Jian's mind.

Dong Shen Temple invited such a number of Primordial Spirit Masters, yet they are entirely concealed here, clearly preparing to catch the other side off guard.

"Mr. Zhang, please enter the battlefield!"

Jingming Daoist slightly cupped his hands. At this moment, he looked around once more and then said.

"There will be a major battle here soon, Mr. Zhang, please do not worry!"

"However, Mr. Zhang should still be cautious, as there may be some from heterodox sects using Secret Techniques to infiltrate the main battlefield."

Zhang Jian gently nodded.

Jingming Daoist only mentioned it casually.

In the Mass Grave at Poison Dragon Pass, he had already witnessed Zhang Jian's methods.

Even if something happened, it is likely the other party would not be harmed…

Zhang Jian glanced at the large ancient battlefield in front of him, an expression of interest in his eyes, took a step forward into it as if riding a green cloud.

Seeing Zhang Jian step into the ancient battlefield, Jingming Daoist breathed a sigh of relief.

With Zhang Jian overseeing, he was completely reassured.

No need to worry about these ancient battlefields being used by those demon fiends to wreak havoc in Central Jin Province or becoming sources for those evil cultivators to enhance their magical power.

At this moment, a heavy voice came to his ears, with traces of laughter.

"Young Jingming, this is the Scholar Zhang, he indeed has an extraordinary demeanor, but would it not be dangerous to suppress the War Souls alone?"

In the void, the form of a Daoist in a Daoist robe, wearing a beautiful jade crown, emerged in the air, holding a duster in his hand, looking more like a monk than a cultivator.

This is Wind and Thunder Master, an independent cultivator invited by Huang He Master from the Two Realms Region.

He is also a friend of the Dong Shen Ancestor.

Upon hearing this, Jingming Daoist's lips curved into a slight bitter smile, but he still affirmed.

"Senior Wind Thunder, Mr. Zhang has cultivated the Redemption Technique, there will be no trouble!"

"Celestial Venerable's Marvelous Technique?"

Upon hearing this, Wind and Thunder Master's expression changed. Once one attains Primordial Spirit Eternal Leisure, they can sense the terror of such magnificent powers as the Celestial Venerable of Ten Directions Suffering Relief.

The Primordial Spirit is just the starting point of the Longevity Immortal Dao.

Entities like the Celestial Venerable of Ten Directions Redemption, even in the Outer Void, are beings that realm-external evil gods and Demon Lords are reluctant to provoke.

Wind and Thunder Master wisely stopped speaking.

After a moment of contemplation, his gaze shifted, looking deep into the void, and he spoke.

"They are almost here. Have the disciples of Dong Shen Temple activate the Killing Array, targeting one person first. Even severely injuring one can reduce future casualties for your Dong Shen Temple!"

Jingming Daoist nodded.

A cold gleam appeared in his eyes.

Since some trump cards are about to be exposed, they must fully utilize their effects to rid Dong Shen Temple of a major threat.

…

Within the ancient battlefield, as Zhang Jian stepped in, he immediately sensed a change distinctly different from before.

A terrifying chill greeted him directly.

The surrounding area of the ancient battlefield was filled with a layer of Resentful Fiend frost, killing intent like snow, capable of freezing one's heart.

His gaze saw countless vague, tragic figures enacting past slaughter battles within the black mist in front of him.

Endless cries of slaughter echoed between heaven and earth.

The killing intent was earth-shatteringly immense.

These War Souls divided into four or five groups, randomly slaughtering each other.

Some of them noticed Zhang Jian's presence, turned around listlessly, with eerie and cold eyes.

Zhang Jian sighed at this scene and said, "You all need a bit of warmth!"

At this point, he formed seals with his hands, and vast magical power flowed out, with cyan lotuses appearing beneath his feet.

In an instant, a large area of Cyan Lotus Pure Land emerged from beneath his feet. A delicate cyan lotus bloomed like a seed in the hearts of some War Souls, taking root and germinating with them as the fertile soil.

The power of the Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell bloomed.

Like a boundless heavenly sound, it resounded over this battlefield filled with slaughter and death.

One by one, the cold and numb War Souls received the illumination of the Spell's redemption light, gradually recovering some intelligence. They were involuntarily infected, slowly reciting the "Redemption Scripture," and under the redemption light, began to step into the Nine Netherworld.

With their recitation and chanting, 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The image of Qinglian Celestial Venerable in the void became more vivid, seeming to be eternally present, while immense soul essence merged deep into Zhang Jian's Yang Spirit, aiding its growth.

This reciprocal nurturing was something Zhang Jian was already familiar with, and his eyes gleamed with spiritual light deep inside.

The Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell had reached a bottleneck at this level, and next, he should strive to elevate this Daoist Technique to the Primordial Spirit level.

The opportunity was right before him.

At this time, Zhang Jian could also sense that the Redemption Mark condensed in his sea of consciousness could completely transform into a real Cyan Lotus Mark.

Of course, he could also use this Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell to truly integrate Qinglian Celestial Venerable's divine form into himself, advancing to the Primordial Spirit Realm.

But having given up even the Golden Crow Body before, he would certainly not care about this Qinglian Celestial Venerable's Body.