Chapter 226 - 124: The Immortal Master Is Dead

Chapter 226: Chapter 124: The Immortal Master Is Dead

That night, a Foundation Establishment Immortal Master from the Profound Celestial Sect personally visited the Imperial Palace and spoke with the Daqi Country Master all night. The next day, shocking news spread throughout the land: the Crown Prince was appointed Regent, assisted by the stationed Foundation Establishment cultivator, until the powerhouses from the Profound Celestial Sect arrived.

Daqi was in an uproar. The nobles and dignitaries of the Imperial City were all abuzz, speculating about what had happened.

At this moment, Su Chen, the very cause of this commotion, was performing Soul Fusion Remembrance, refining a fragment of Chu Shan’s bone.

’He is an Extreme Realm Immortal, after all. A bit difficult to refine...’

’It seems the higher the realm of a Great Cultivator, the longer Soul Fusion Remembrance takes. If they’re too powerful, I might not even be able to use it at all.’

Although it was difficult to refine, the bone fragment soon dissolved, and a series of images flooded his mind.

...

A barren, desolate land where not a blade of grass grew.

An ancient altar.

Figures stood tall, one after another, bowing in worship toward a colossal, illusory God-Demon’s shadow on the altar!

The colossal God-Demon’s shadow seemed to be a million feet tall. Behind it, countless Purgatory-like scenes were faintly visible, as if it were the final destination for all the dead in the world—a cycle of Purgatory and Reincarnation...

"After the Extreme Dao Venerable fell, the five Relic Bones that carry His power were scattered throughout the Eastern Domain. The Great Venerable has sensed one of them is within the three hundred secular nations ruled by the Profound Celestial Sect. Go and find the Relic Bones!"

"When the Daoist Venerable awakens, it will be the day we Extreme Cultivators rule the world once more..."

At the head of the altar, an old man let out a piercing, furious roar.

In that instant, hundreds, even thousands, of Extreme Cultivators accepted the order and departed.

Among them was Chu Shan.

...

...

"We’ve found it."

"It’s right here in Daqi Country!"

"I will go to the Imperial Palace to take charge, replacing that old fool of an Emperor. When the time comes, I will cover for all of you. Remember to act with caution. Even if you’re eating Immortals, remember to destroy the bodies and erase all traces. We absolutely cannot expose the presence of Extreme Cultivators..."

Outside the Imperial City, an old man with eyes like fire spoke, every word generating a wave of Qi. He stared coldly at the thirty Extreme Realm Immortals before him.

Around him, the phantom of a black Great Sun burned fiercely.

No! It wasn’t a Great Sun, but a Demon Pill. This old man was a terrifying Core Formation Realm Great Cultivator.

...

...

’The Great Zhou Martial Pavilion? This place isn’t bad.’

’Heh heh heh.’

’Search for the Relic Bones? They want me to do such a thankless job? Ridiculous! I’ll just hide here and go nowhere. This is a great opportunity to find some Loose Cultivators for a little snack, to boost my Immortal Dao Realm...’

Chu Shan let out a strange, cackling laugh, his feet surrounded by fresh blood.

BOOM—

A clap of thunder roared and rain began to pour, but even that couldn’t wash away the stench of blood in the air.

...

...

Su Chen was still digesting Chu Shan’s memories.

After a long while, he finally opened his eyes, a strange light flickering within them.

’The Eastern Domain World... is it this vast?’

The Eastern Domain had the Five Great Sects, as well as countless other Immortal Sects and Demon Sects of various sizes.

But led by the Five Great Sects, more than ten Nascent Soul Giants had combined their power—burning mountains, boiling seas, moving mountains, and plucking the moon, completely reshaping the world—to divide the Eastern Domain World into two regions.

The secular world, and the Cultivation Realm.

The secular world contained a thousand nations and countless cultivators, but they were inferior to the Immortal Sects and could only walk the path of Mortal Cultivation. The Cultivation Realm, on the other hand, was encircled by mountains, holding all the Spirit Veins of the Eastern Domain World and creating countless Foundation Establishment cultivators...

Moreover, in the Eastern Domain, these thousand or so nations were all ruled over and divided up by the Five Great Sects. Each had a Foundation Establishment cultivator stationed as a guard, as if they were defending against something.

However, the Spirit Veins in these thousand secular nations had been severed. Even if a Loose Cultivator emerged, they could reach the seventh or eighth level of Qi Cultivation at most, unless they traveled to the mountain-enclosed Cultivation Realm.

Why was there a need for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to guard each nation?

"Heh heh."

"What do you know?"

"These Immortal Sects and Demon Sects, aside from being scared to death of Extreme Realm Immortals, are also terrified that these scattered thousand nations will unite and form a Supreme Dynasty. That’s what they’re guarding against in these secular countries."

"It wasn’t enough for them to break up the Immortal Immortal Dynasty of old into a thousand scattered nations. They also had to sever their Immortal Path forever, ensuring they could never rise again..."

A cold sneer sounded.

From the Storage Ring, an illusory little figure slowly emerged.

It had nothing to do with Su Chen, nor did it come from his World in the Palm.

Instead, it was the Artifact Spirit of Chu Shan’s Foundation Establishment High Grade Magical Artifact, the Palm-sized Immortal Pavilion.

However, there was something strange about this Artifact Spirit. It was able to leave the Palm-sized Immortal Pavilion and was lecturing Su Chen with the air of a seasoned old master.

It was as if he wasn’t an Artifact Spirit at all, but rather the Immortal Soul of some old cultivation monster.

And in fact, that was exactly the case.

This was the soul of a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator that had been refined into the Palm-sized Immortal Pavilion to serve as its Artifact Spirit.

"You talk too much."

Su Chen muttered, already searching through his Storage Ring.

Soon, he took out the Burial Coffin and tossed the Palm-sized Immortal Pavilion, along with the Artifact Spirit, straight inside.

"Heh heh."

"In my previous life, I was an Artifact Refining Grandmaster! There’s no treasure that can imprison—"

SLAM!

As the Burial Coffin shut, the Artifact Spirit began to panic.

"This isn’t a refined Magical Artifact..."

"This is a Burial Coffin..."

"A Burial Coffin is formed when a Great Cultivator falls and their essence becomes one with the world, nurtured by heaven and earth to carry their residual soul. It can refine any and all remnant thoughts and Divine Souls! How dare you use it to trap me..."

"Spare me!"

The Artifact Spirit was terrified.

In response, a glint appeared in Su Chen’s eyes.

’The Burial Coffin has such a function? This Artifact Spirit is somewhat useful. It’s lived for a long time and knows a lot. Unfortunately, I don’t trust it. It’s better to just refine it. Besides, I don’t lack a Foundation Establishment Spiritual Artifact. I am the most powerful weapon.’

’The Book Collection Martial Pavilion in the Daqi Imperial Palace?’

Su Chen gazed toward the Daqi Imperial Palace.

He recalled that Chu Shan had killed a Qi Cultivation Independent Cultivator, taken his identity, and become a Qi Cultivation Tributor in the Imperial Palace, hiding himself away in the deep palace’s Book Collection Martial Pavilion.