In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1036

Chapter 1036: 414: Nanxun’s Years of Change!

White Hair over Shoulders and Frost on Temples (5K for Monthly Tickets)_2 Chapter 1036: 414: Nanxun’s Years of Change!

White Hair over Shoulders and Frost on Temples (5K for Monthly Tickets)_2 Ever since Outer Realm Evil Cultivators had withdrawn two Second-Level Spirit Veins to this Bright Cloud Mountain, the Spiritual Energy here had grown denser, turning the place into a treasure land.

A cultivator values such treasure lands the most.

Though being assigned to the market was seemingly an honor, in reality, one was temporarily demoted.

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Within Nanxun.

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Birds startled into flight by the thousands, beasts shocked awake along myriad pathways.

A repressive and terrifying aura suddenly burst forth from a pond, gradually spreading in all directions, making the world of mortals feel like it was instantly submerged in a restless atmosphere.

Chen Dengming, with the strength of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, reappeared here.

Immediately, the surrounding pond seemed to tremble slightly, generating ripples and waves.

Even a hint of Spiritual Might was enough to bring swift silence to the surrounding mountains.

Many wild beasts and birds ceased their howls and chirps.

Even a few fish in the pond turned belly up.

But soon, the Dao Force in Chen Dengming’s mind and the Hall of Human Heart simultaneously flickered with a silvery glow.

The rejection from this entire world then gradually faded away.

Normality resumed around them.

Even the ethereal image of the Human God Palace began to manifest between the spirit, dispersing strands of Spiritual Energy like silk threads.

Chen Dengming extended his hand and directed a stream of Spiritual Energy into the body of the Black Cloud Leopard.

As for Chen Jing, born in Nanxun, he didn’t need any looking after; returning to Nanxun was like returning home.

Always playful by nature, knowing his father loved to eat fish, he deftly caught two fish from the water.

Chen Dengming watched with a smile as the man and beast flew out of the pond.

They then saw over twenty mountain peaks linked together forming a barrier-like windbreak surrounding the entire forested area, resembling a towering, coiling dragon.

Some peaks were wrapped in threads of cloud at their waists and topped with snow, resembling islands of white jade floating across a sea-blue sky, profoundly beautiful.

However, at that moment, numerous birds took flight toward the mountains beyond, a repressive field aura emanating from between the many peaks, with the earth’s energy steaming up.

This situation was only sensed by Chen Dengming.

“Dad, it’s been so many years since I returned; I’ve almost forgotten the terrain of Nanxun.

Where are we?”

Chen Jing, his white hair dancing in the wind, ambiguously rode the Black Cloud Leopard, looking down at the extending mountains.

“This used to be the Traversing Mountain Range, but it was transformed by a predecessor.

The transformation was good, very good indeed…”

Chen Dengming spoke with emotion, looking down at the mountains that seemed like walls, blocking the entrance to the pond that led out of Nanxun, forming a vast array born of a geomantic field.

Originally, Dongfang Huayuan had moved rivers and reshaped mountains to modify the landscape here, creating a natural geomantic field that barred all cultivators from entering Nanxun.

At that moment, Chen Dengming felt a tremendous pressure emanating from the far-off mountains, as if the mountains were about to collapse and crush him beneath them.

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However, being a part of ‘this Dao’, and with the presence of the projection of the Hall of Human Heart in his mind, the impact on him was minimal.

But if a foreign cultivator were to enter, already oppressed and plundered by the Human God Palace, and then further suppressed by the geomantic field’s aura, their strength would be greatly limited, leading them to a slow demise.

“Who dares trespass into the forbidden land of Nanxun!”

“A cultivator, kill without exception!!”

“Release the holy insect!”

At that moment, shouts of anger came from a distance.

“Bang” went the two sounds!—

Two arrows, tearing through the air to form sharp airwaves, quickly assaulted Chen Dengming and Chen Jing.

The Black Cloud Leopard immediately bared its teeth, assuming a ferocious stance.

“Didn’t expect that there would still be Innate warriors guarding this place.

Shooting eight hundred steps with a bow, not bad at all.”

Chen Dengming chuckled lightly, his eyelids flickering as the two arrows instantly exploded into powder upon hitting the ground.

Effective Arrow Shattering!

Six figures emerging from a nearby forest—the Innate masters—all stopped in shock.

In the next moment, among the six, an old man looked confusedly at Chen Dengming’s face, then glancing toward the mountainous Black Cloud Spirit Leopard beside him, he exclaimed in doubt.

“Black, Black Cloud Spirit Leopard…

are you, are you True Immortal Chen?!”

His exclamation made the others around him also look doubtful, scrutinizing Chen Dengming and his companion, their expressions gradually turning vivid.

“True Immortal Chen?

Is it really him?”

“It’s indeed True Immortal, identical to the portrait.”

“Don’t rush to believe; it could be an Immortal exploiting the Blindfolding Technique.”

“It shouldn’t be, True Immortal Chen could fake it, but the Black Cloud Spirit Leopard beside him can’t fake it, especially, look, the words on its belly…”

The Black Cloud Leopard’s ears perked up and instinctively stretched its slender legs into a stance, displaying its stylish belly.

A few Innate warriors concentrated their gaze, taking a close look, then saw the two rows of characters on the leopard’s belly, gradually relaxing.

“It seems it really is True Immortal Chen!”

“Bow!

Quickly bow!”

Chen Dengming looked on in surprise as the six Innate warriors from afar all knelt down, hearing a chorus of worship.

“Junior disciples welcome True Immortal Chen back to his homeland!!”

“Dad!” Chen Jing’s face showed a smile, his expression reverent as he looked toward Chen Dengming.

“Let’s go, let’s go mingle with these fellow villagers.”

Chen Dengming waved his hand and spoke with a laugh.

“Yes.

I caught two fish, perfect for a soup for us all to enjoy together.” Chen Jing followed, lifting the two fish, his old face beaming.

The distant six Innate warriors, witnessing such a scene, quickly passed astonishment, fear, anxiety, and a tint of anticipatory craving in their eyes.

Chen Dengming saw through their fluctuating thoughts at a glance.