Chapter 2847 - 2823: Eyes of Myriad Spring

Chapter 2847: Chapter 2823: Eyes of Myriad Spring

Chapter 2823: Eye of Myriad Springs

After leaving the village, Lin Feng and Wan Hai stood outside watching the endless wilderness, chatting. Wan Hai couldn’t understand why Chu Yun made such a decision. Although he could deduce Chu Yun’s identity, it wasn’t particularly special. He noticed Chu Yun seemed unwilling to mention Tao Tao’s father, regretting not asking more earlier. He complained to Lin Feng, "We came for nothing, didn’t get any answers."

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "At least we found Tao Tao’s mother, news Tao Tao will surely be very happy to hear. Next, where should we go?"

Looking into the distance, he realized he hadn’t seen the women for a long time. But he was helpless, feelings must temporarily be set aside. Once the Demon Clan was dealt with and the Sect stabilized, he would certainly make it up to them.

Thinking about Lin Feng’s words, Wan Hai pondered for a moment and said, "Your strength isn’t enough now, you need to improve quickly, let’s go to that place first!"

"Which place?" Lin Feng asked and then summoned the Purple Feather Abyssal Phoenix again.

"You’ll know once we get there!" Wan Hai smiled mysteriously. The two rode the Purple Feather Abyssal Phoenix into the sky, flying towards the distance...

They flew in the air for half a month, finally reaching the mysterious place Wan Hai spoke of.

It was a vast valley. In mid-air, Wan Hai pointed to a valley shrouded in white mist and said to Lin Feng, "There lies the Eye of Myriad Springs."

"Eye of Myriad Springs?" Lin Feng asked curiously. He had been in the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm for quite some time but had never heard of it. In the air, the place didn’t seem special, so he asked Wan Hai, "Why are we here?"

Wan Hai still smiled mysteriously, not answering, as he followed Lin Feng down. After passing through the white mist, Lin Feng suddenly felt a strong Yuan Energy shock, a pressure unlike anything his current power had felt. Crossing the mist revealed a lush forest surrounded by mountains, where abundant Yuan Energy pervaded the air.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, carefully sensing, and then said to Wan Hai, "This place is where Yuan Energy gathers, right?"

Nodding, Wan Hai pointed casually in the forest, telling Lin Feng, "Dig here!"

Looking at the spot Wan Hai pointed to, Lin Feng asked no further. He then concentrated all his Yuangang, a Golden Yuan Gang burst out instantly, forming a fierce tornado. Due to the rich Yuan Energy around, the tornado extended hundreds of feet high in an instant. Closing his eyes, Lin Feng used his Divine Sense to direct the Yuan Energy tornado into the ground. Suddenly, surrounding trees flew away, dirt began to whirl around, the entire space covered in soil mist.

Soon, the Yuan Energy tornado dug a hundred feet wide and dozens of feet deep pit on the ground. Seeing this, Lin Feng gathered the Golden Yuan Gang away, and followed the pit’s depth underground, Wan Hai following behind.

Along the way, Lin Feng observed the surroundings closely, noticing the further from the surface, the cooler and more humid the environment became, and the Yuan Energy grew denser. Reaching the bottom, they arrived at a spacious area, stunned by what lay before them.

From unknown sources around eight locations, springs gushed endlessly into the space. Approaching, Lin Feng discovered it was nearly liquid-form Yuan Energy seen at the Yuan Spirit’s place before. Now, it was as pure as blue water, gathering at the center before evaporating into faint blue mist, visibly flowing through the entire space.

"How did you find this place?" Lin Feng was thrilled, knowing it could speed up his cultivation unimaginably. Before, training seven days at the Yuan Spirit’s place equaled commoners’ ten thousand years, and here the Yuan Energy was even denser, awaiting him impatiently.

Wan Hai retained his mysterious smile, saying, "That’s a secret, many surprises await!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng shook his head helplessly, then stood at the center where the eight springs were distributed, rising into the air, instantly suspended in mid-air. He closed his eyes, letting the Golden Yuan Gang burst out, enclosing him in a massive golden sphere protective shield over ten feet high.

Lin Feng was within the protective shield, shining with a faint golden light, and this Golden Yuan Gang was like a giant magnet, emitting an invisible attraction that drew all the nearly liquid Yuan Energy from the eight springs surrounding him. The Yuan Energy from the eight springs immediately surged into the air, transforming into eight pale blue Yuan Energy Giant Dragons that roared as they flew towards him. The surrounding Yuan Energy surged, filling almost the entire space, making the whole space seem to shake at that instant—a truly spectacular scene.

At this moment, the Yuan Energy surrounding Lin Feng was pouring into his Golden Yuan Gang Protective Shield at a terrifying speed, instantly filling the originally golden shield with blue Yuan Energy. His expression turned pained, as he anticipated, for the Yuan Energy was truly overwhelming. The sudden surge of Yuan Energy was almost too much for even his Physical Body to withstand!

"Ah!"

Such a roar had not escaped him for a long time. Lin Feng could feel the Yuan Energy had reached its limit, yet this was a rare opportunity. He had to enhance his strength as much as possible in a short time. Enduring the pain of his Physical Body, he continued to absorb the surrounding Yuan Energy with all his might, feeling as though this Yuan Energy was penetrating every inch of his skin, seemingly swallowing him whole.

Wan Hai, upon seeing Lin Feng in mid-air, nodded with satisfaction. The reason he brought Lin Feng here was because he understood Lin Feng’s strength. No one else, not even a Divine Emperor, could withstand this place. Furthermore, Lin Feng had the presence of mind not to be greedy, knowing when to stop. Wan Hai believed that after experiencing this place, Lin Feng’s strength would definitely rise to a new level.

...

Three days later, Myriad Heavens Divine Cult gathered representatives from various sects hailing from all over the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm. Though sect representatives had heard that an important announcement was coming, many did not yet understand what was happening. Otherwise, Murong Chuan would not have insisted so urgently for all sects to send representatives to attend.

In the council hall of Myriad Heavens Divine Cult, the leaders of the three gods, eight sects, and sixteen pavilions were all gathered. Murong Chuan had not yet appeared, and everyone was whispering about various matters. Elders from smaller sects also hurried over, but they waited in Myriad Heavens Divine Cult’s outer hall, as their strength likely didn’t qualify them to join such a meeting.

Almost all the important sects within Myriad Heavens Divine Realm were present. Fan Yun from Myriad Gods Tower and Jing Po from Transcendence Pond sat together, discussing something. However, the Land of All Gods had not sent any representatives. Despite the significance of this matter, they consistently refrained from participating, so not even the severity of the situation could draw them in.

Representatives from each of the eight sects arrived. The Sect Master of Huayun Sect did not come, but the Great Elder in charge attended. The Sect Master was too young and indecisive for such matters, so his uncle had to come. Huayun Sect was renowned for Artifact Refining within Myriad Heavens Divine Realm, but seldom showed up. Hua Shengyun glanced at the representatives from other sects, nodding in acknowledgment. He was likely the strongest person in Huayun Sect since the whereabouts of the ancestor were unknown, and he had only cultivated to the Middle Stage of Divine Venerable after so many years, which made him feel slightly ashamed.

The Sect Master of Misty Sect, Supreme Taoist, was an obstinate old man who nearly lived in the Alchemy Room and seldom emerged. Murong Chuan insisted he must attend personally this time. He sat in a corner reading his Alchemy Book, ignoring everyone else, though he noticed some indications amidst the discussions. Everyone talked about the Demon Clan, indicating a strong likelihood of their impending arrival.

Among the eight sects, the most peculiar sect leader was Dong Ang from Vanishing Immortal Palace. He was the youngest member among them, appearing no older than thirty-something. Yet, he was in fact several thousand years old. Vanishing Immortal Palace had focused primarily on disguise and obscure Secret Techniques over the years, so few had seen Dong Ang’s true form. Today’s encounter surprised everyone as they wondered who this youthful pretty-face might be among a room full of elderly dignitaries. Despite his youthful appearance, his power was a rarity, having reached the late stage of Myriad Laws Realm, an attribute notably unique among them.

Among other sects, Pavilion Master Cheng Fang from Wind Thunder Pavilion, Sect Leader Haotian from Yanyue Sect, and the Sect Masters of Yunlan Sect and Cloud Sword Sect also attended the meeting.

Suddenly, a white light flashed from outside the door. A figure in a white gauze skirt swiftly flew in and seated herself at the only empty seat. As she turned, everyone was stunned. It was Grandma Mingyue, Sect Leader of Brush Sleeve Sect, renowned across Myriad Heavens Divine Realm. She appeared to be in her thirties, but was actually one hundred thousand years old. Her power was supreme among them, and upon her entrance, everyone nodded and greeted her. She returned a polite smile in acknowledgment.

After a while, Murong Chuan emerged and sat at the central position at the long table. He nodded at the assembly before speaking solemnly: "The reason I’ve called everyone here today might be somewhat known to you, but it is true; the Demon Clan has appeared."

"What!"

"Really? How is that possible!"

"So it wasn’t unfounded rumor after all!"

...

Upon hearing this, everyone of status was no longer calm and began to discuss excitedly. Previously, only notifications had been received and they heard rumors, but until Murong Chuan’s affirmation, they wouldn’t truly believe the Demon Clan had returned. To them, this was a bolt from the blue.