Chapter 590: The Backing of the Demon Race

The Daoist Disciples had always lived in seclusion. Even within the Moral Sect, few knew of their existence, or they simply regarded them as a lofty, detached branch, unaware of what they truly represented.

However, Yuu Ziliang’s Hundred Generations True Scripture required him to draw from the myriad lives of the mortal world and refine the Red Dust Qi, making a journey among mortals an essential step.

He had once joined Celestial Punishment Peak in the campaign against Zengguang Immortal City and later tempered himself in the Great Zhou for nearly a hundred years, only returning to the Dao Vein after his Cultivation Technique reached Minor Achievement.

Now, he was at Core Formation Perfection.

He was only waiting for his Lifebound Magical Treasure to be filled with Red Dust Qi before he could attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm and face the Celestial Tribulation.

Such a cultivation speed wasn’t slow, but it was hardly presentable for someone with his status as a representative of the Dao Vein.

The Dao Vein had few members, with teachings often passed down from a single master to a single disciple.

Yuu Ziliang’s master was the current Venerable Master. Of his two senior brothers, one had perished in a Celestial Tribulation, while the other had long since reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

This senior brother had reached the Nascent Soul Realm hundreds of years ago but was still stuck in the Early-Stage Nascent Soul Realm, his potential all but exhausted.

For a time, among the Venerable Master’s disciples, there was no one outstanding enough to uphold the lineage’s prestige.

The other branches of the Dao Vein had jointly nominated a candidate: a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator who was over three hundred years old.

Although he was still far from the Divinity Transformation Realm, the Venerable Master was a long way from the end of his lifespan, so there was plenty of time for slow cultivation.

‘If only I had the talent of that Bai Zichen from the Northern Domain!’

As bolts of Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder struck down one after another, Yuu Ziliang’s mind suddenly flashed back to a scene from over a hundred years ago in the Northern Domain.

An obscure sect had produced a genius Sword Cultivator. After meeting him that day, Yuu Ziliang had found him truly remarkable, remaining calm and composed under the pressure of Great True Monarch Hongfa’s calligraphy.

But he never would have imagined that the next time he heard news of the man, it would be of Bai Zichen’s great victory over Xiang Banshan of the Nine Tribulations Sect, earning him the renowned title of the Time God Sword.

‘Master even took out the Heavenly One Divine Talisman… has the situation truly become so dire?!’

Yuu Ziliang glanced down at the silver Talisman he held up with both hands. On it were only two profound, indecipherable characters; the rest of its surface was plain.

It looked no different from a casually cut piece of Talisman Paper, not even as exquisite as a Tier Two Talisman.

But Yuu Ziliang knew that this seemingly flimsy piece of Talisman Paper was enough to stir the hearts of every Great True Monarch in the Cultivation Realm.

Even with the Moral Sect’s vast resources, they couldn’t produce more than a few of these.

No, to be precise, the Virtue Vein didn’t have a single one. This was a Divine Talisman exclusive to the Dao Vein.

Even within the Dao Vein, only two Heavenly One Divine Talismans remained, and it was impossible to create more.

His master’s decision to take one out and gift it to Great True Monarch Hongfa had caused considerable controversy within the Dao Vein.

Even the Great True Monarchs of the Dao Vein themselves were reluctant to use a Heavenly One Divine Talisman.

This talisman could block a Divinity Transformation Celestial Tribulation; at the very least, it could save the life of a Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator.

A single Divine Talisman could increase the chances of a successful Tribulation Crossing by at least twenty percent.

The Venerable Master, relying on his immense prestige, suppressed the dissenting opinions within the Dao Vein and made this decision unilaterally.

Even Yuu Ziliang, his disciple, couldn’t quite understand. Had the situation truly deteriorated to the point where they had to use a Heavenly One Divine Talisman?

The last time a Heavenly One Divine Talisman had been brought out was thirty thousand years ago, after seven successive generations of Dao Vein Venerable Masters had died under the Divinity Transformation Celestial Tribulation, leaving the lineage on the verge of being unable to fulfill its duties.

At that time, they had to borrow some disciples from the Five Peaks of the Virtue Vein while simultaneously using a Divine Talisman to help the Great True Monarch with the highest hope of achieving Divinity Transformation to pass his Celestial Tribulation.

“The Heavenly One Divine Talisman?”

A rumbling sound gradually converged from all directions, and a figure formed from countless points of light appeared on the peak.

With a single step, it arrived before Yuu Ziliang.

The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi grew frenzied and agitated at the light-figure’s appearance, as if greeting its master, prostrating itself before him.

Even the Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder paused, as if awaiting the giant of light’s next move.

In this domain, he reigned supreme.

“Master said you would need this Divine Talisman… Desperate times call for desperate measures.”

Yuu Ziliang’s mind went blank, and he replied subconsciously.

He could almost believe he was facing a Divinity Transformation Great Power. Such an aura, such control over the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi—it was simply impossible for a Nascent Soul True Monarch to possess.

As a representative of the Dao Vein and a Venerable Master Disciple, he had a sufficient understanding of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

“To perfect the final path, I would have originally needed another two hundred years… With the Heavenly One Divine Talisman, perhaps I can consider taking that step within sixty years.”

The giant of light raised his palm, and the silver Talisman slowly floated into it.

“I will forever remember Master Zhuang’s great kindness. Is there anything else to relay?”

“Heaven-Opening Spiritual Treasures should not exist in this realm. With so many Descent Great Powers in Ancient Times and the Middle Ancient period, they should have long since scoured this world clean of all Heavenly Creation Divine Objects. As long as even one remains, the Earth Immortal Realm will not sit by and watch this realm slide into the End of Dharma…”

Having cultivated the Hundred Generations True Scripture and been tempered by the Red Dust, Yuu Ziliang’s Divine Sense was no weaker than that of an average Nascent Soul Cultivator. He steadied his mind and faithfully recited his master’s original words.

He only vaguely understood much of what he was saying, as if listening through a fog.

“The only possibility is that Old Ghost Ao has established contact with the Celestial Demon Realm and was temporarily granted a Heaven-Opening Spiritual Treasure. After all, the Celestial Demon Realm and the Heavenly Demon Realm are a Half-Tier lower in status than the Earth Immortal Realm, making it more plausible for them to rebuild a spatial passage. While the Demon Race cannot achieve a full Descent Realm, it’s not impossible for them to send a Heaven-Opening Spiritual Treasure across the boundary.”

No change in expression could be seen on the giant of light, who stood like a deity between heaven and earth.

With every breath, hundreds of millions of points of light could be seen coalescing and dispersing, entering and leaving the giant’s body.

“A Heaven-Opening Spiritual Treasure, the Celestial Demon Realm… I understand. Tell Master Zhuang that within a hundred years, I will definitely go to the Qingqiu Death Sea and relieve the Peak Master.”

The giant of light gave a slight nod of thanks—not to Yuu Ziliang, of course, but to the Daoist Lineage Venerable Master behind him.