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Chapter 2735: Seven Hundred Years

Seven hundred years passed, as spring turned to autumn.

On Purple Crystal Island, dusk was settling. A colossal thundercloud hung heavy in the sky, a dark, oppressive mass. Streaks of silver lightning, like frenzied serpents, flashed down, creating a breathtaking sea of thunder.

Wang Qingfeng stood on a steep peak, gazing into the distance. He had already advanced to the Mid-Void Refining stage. As a dual spiritual root cultivator, he was, after all, more than a thousand years slower than Wang Qingcheng.

Wang Qingshan was currently undergoing his second Grand Heavenly Tribulation. He had entered the Mid-Void Refining stage even earlier than Wang Qingcheng. It was likely he had experienced some fortunate encounter, as his cultivation speed wouldn't normally surpass that of Wang Qingcheng, a heavenly spiritual root cultivator. However, such occurrences were not uncommon; everyone had their own serendipitous events.

As time ticked by, the thundercloud's area steadily diminished. Streaks of silver lightning tore across the firmament, resembling a shower of silver meteors, all streaking towards a colossal valley. A deafening roar of thunder erupted, sending waves of air rippling outwards. Dazzling silver lightning flashes illuminated the entirety of Purple Crystal Island.

After approximately fifteen minutes, the thundercloud had shrunk significantly, though it still covered a considerable area. The colossal valley had been utterly transformed into scorched earth. Plumes of black smoke billowed from the ground, which was now riddled with craters, some still smoldering or ablaze.

Wang Qingshan stood amidst the devastation, shrouded in a silver light barrier. His face was slightly pale. In front of him floated a pale green shield, its spiritual luminescence dim, its surface marred by dozens of fine cracks. As this was his second Grand Heavenly Tribulation, he had prepared extensively with multiple defensive treasures and a Sixth-Tier formation, making its successful passage not overly difficult.

A deafening, earth-shaking roar of thunder descended from the sky. Wang Qingshan looked up to see the thundercloud churning violently, as a colossal silver lightning tiger burst forth from its depths. A resonant tiger's roar echoed for tens of thousands of miles. The silver lightning tiger, wreathed in countless silver electric arcs, plummeted from the sky, directly targeting Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan let out a cold hmph. With a flick of his sleeve, nine Azure Glazed Swords shot forth. He swiftly executed a sword incantation, and the nine swords emitted piercing hums. Nine colossal azure sword lights surged skyward, then abruptly coalesced into a single, towering azure sword beam, which sliced down towards the colossal silver tiger. The silver electric arcs surrounding the colossal silver tiger flared brightly, and countless arcs shot out, striking the towering sword beam. After shattering the majority of these arcs, the sword beam was overwhelmed and swallowed by the dense electrical onslaught.

With a deafening roar, the towering sword beam exploded, sending countless azure sword qi fragments hurtling outwards. These fragments pierced through the silver lightning tiger's body, leaving it riddled with holes. A mournful beastly roar erupted, followed by the silver lightning tiger's body exploding. A colossal mass of silver lightning surged skyward with astonishing force, causing the entire Purple Crystal Island to tremble violently.

Wang Qingfeng's expression sharpened. A long azure rainbow shot out from the lightning, landing directly in front of him. It was Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan was utterly pale, appearing to have severely depleted his magical power, but otherwise seemed unharmed. Being of a generation second only to Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, he enjoyed excellent resources and support, making the successful passage of his second Grand Heavenly Tribulation straightforward.

"Thank you for your efforts, Qingfeng," Wang Qingshan said with a faint smile, his voice slightly weak. The third Grand Heavenly Tribulation would be much more challenging. However, having consumed a Water-Yang Immortal Apricot Fruit, he hoped to reach the Integration stage without needing to endure five Grand Heavenly Tribulations, assuming no unforeseen circumstances arose.

"No need for formalities among family, Seventh Brother. As long as you're alright, that's what matters. Let's go! We can leave the cleanup here to the clansmen." Wang Qingfeng laughed heartily, then departed from Purple Crystal Island with Wang Qingshan.

On Green Lotus Peak, Green Lotus Island, the door to a certain secret chamber opened. Wang Ruyan emerged, her eyes faintly gleaming with spiritual light, having reached the Grand Perfection stage of Void Refining. By her reckoning, it had taken her nearly two millennia to advance from the late stage to the Void Refining stage. Without the aid of a True Spirit Origin, she would not have achieved Grand Perfection in Void Refining so swiftly.

She could now contemplate attempting to break through to the Integration stage. However, achieving this would require her to spend a significant amount of time refining her magical power, ensuring her essence, qi, and spirit reached a perfect balance, and that these three elements merged into one. Her physical body was not as formidable as Wang Changsheng's, nor did her divine soul need to be excessively powerful; the key was balance, not mere strength. Having just emerged from seclusion, she naturally wouldn't immediately re-enter it.

Just as Wang Ruyan stepped out of her dwelling, a series of resonant thunderclaps reached her ears. A colossal thundercloud loomed high above, churning violently, revealing numerous coiling silver lightning bolts within. "Judging by the thundercloud's direction, Yibing must be attempting to break through to the Void Refining stage," Wang Ruyan murmured to herself. Wang Yibing, being an ice spiritual root cultivator, would eventually reach the Void Refining stage; it was only a matter of time.

She retrieved her communication disk and imbued it with a spell. Wang Moshan's voice promptly sounded: "Congratulations, Old Ancestor, on emerging from your seclusion."

"Moshan, how is Shiming doing?" Wang Ruyan inquired about Wang Shiming's well-being, as the Wang family was, after all, her maternal clan.

"He has successfully advanced to the Void Refining stage and married a female Spirit Transformation cultivator. On behalf of the clan, I sent him a substantial amount of cultivation resources, including a Nine Dragons Pill. He now has a son with heavenly spiritual roots and a daughter with wind spiritual roots. Presently, the Wang clan boasts over a thousand cultivators and controls more than thirty islands," Wang Moshan reported truthfully, confirming that the Wang clan had indeed taken good care of Wang Shiming, out of respect for Wang Ruyan. Given the limited number of cultivators in the Wang clan, managing to defend over thirty islands was already a commendable achievement. The Wang clan's formation masters assisted with setting up formations, provided spiritual herb seeds, and taught the Wang clan's younger generation the arts of artifact refinement and talisman crafting. This comprehensive support was crucial; without it, the Wang clan would not have prospered to this extent. In contrast, when the Wang clan itself was first established, they had to navigate their path independently, enduring many trials and errors.

"That's good. As for how much further he can advance, that will be up to him," Wang Ruyan instructed this, admitting she didn't harbor strong personal affection for Wang Shiming. She wasn't even sure how many generations separated them, and their meetings had been few and far between. Her intent was merely to keep a connection with her lineage.

"Madam, you've reached Grand Perfection of Void Refining! That's wonderful!" A joyful voice emanated from behind Wang Ruyan. A fleeting shadow swept past, and Wang Changsheng appeared before her.

Wang Changsheng's aura was now completely restrained, making him appear like an ordinary mortal. It had taken him over seven hundred years to cultivate the Myriad Sea Immortal Scripture to its twenty-first layer, with the comprehension of the scripture itself consuming more than a century. The various secret techniques accompanying the Myriad Sea Immortal Scripture were remarkably potent, proving highly effective in combat.

"Husband, your aura feels different?" Wang Ruyan was perplexed. She sensed a subtle change in Wang Changsheng, yet couldn't quite articulate what it was. Having shared trials and tribulations for many years, the couple knew each other intimately, capable of discerning even the slightest alteration. Thus, Wang Ruyan felt something was amiss, though she couldn't identify it.

Wang Changsheng briefly recounted what had transpired, as there was nothing to hide.

"The Myriad Sea Immortal Scripture! An Immortal Realm cultivation technique! I never imagined you would encounter such an incredible fortune, Husband."

"It's not just my great fortune, but rather a tremendous opportunity for our entire clan," Wang Changsheng stated with solemnity. The Profound Yang Realm was a direct subordinate realm of the Immortal Realm, and some prominent clans possessed Immortal Realm cultivation techniques. However, Immortal Realm techniques were likely scarce on the Profound Spirit Continent; it was entirely possible that the Myriad Sea Immortal Scripture was the only one.

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