Chapter 3521: The Fifth Mahayana (None Today)

“Was the Glazed Shield destroyed?” Wang Changsheng asked.

“Yes, it was destroyed. I’m grateful for the treasure you bestowed upon me, Master; otherwise, I wouldn’t have passed this trial so easily,” Wang Xiuluo replied gratefully.

“As I’ve said, follow me, and I won’t mistreat you. Rest assured, I will also help your Dao Companion when she faces her third Grand Heavenly Tribulation,” Wang Changsheng promised. He thought that with an eighth-tier formation, Wang Xiuluo’s Dao Companion would definitely have an easier time crossing the Grand Heavenly Tribulation.

Wang Xiuluo and Wang Naluo expressed their profuse gratitude. Wang Changsheng then led them back to Green Lotus Island.

Wang Changsheng calculated that he had consumed the Myriad Spirit Dao Fruit over five thousand years ago, meaning his Myriad Spirit Dao Physique would last for another four thousand years. He planned to continue comprehending the Spirit Domain; it would be excellent if he could cultivate it to the Minor Accomplishment stage.

As soon as he returned to Green Lotus Peak, Wang Ruyan emerged from the pavilion, her face alight with joy. She had successfully refined three Heaven-Earth Demon Suppressing Talismans, failing only twice. This success rate was quite good. With practice, and once she acquired more eighth-tier Golden Glazed Beast hides, she could refine even more.

“Husband, you’ve advanced to the Mid-Stage Mahayana! That’s wonderful!” Wang Ruyan exclaimed, sensing the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from Wang Changsheng, her surprise mixing with joy.

“I traded with Master Miaode for an eighth-tier Golden Glazed Beast hide and refined three Heaven-Earth Demon Suppressing Talismans. It will be much easier for our clan members to break through to the Mahayana stage in the future,” Wang Ruyan said with a smile, taking out three gleaming golden talismans.

“Heaven-Earth Demon Suppressing Talismans!” Wang Changsheng was overjoyed; this added another layer of foundation to the family.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng took out a shimmering blue communication disk. He channeled a spell into it, and Wang Yongqian’s excited voice rang out: “Ancestor, Ancestor Qingcheng is attempting to break through to the Mahayana stage.”

“Understood. I’ll go take a look,” Wang Changsheng replied, putting away the communication disk. He then left Green Lotus Island and hurried towards the mainland.

In the southwest corner of the Flying Dragon Mountain Range, Sun Yuejiao and Wang Yihong stood atop a steep peak, gazing at a massive thundercloud high in the sky. Wang Qingcheng was attempting to break through to the Mahayana stage. They had immediately used a large-scale communication array to inform Wang Yongqian, who would have then notified Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

A rumbling sound of thunder echoed as thick silver lightning bolts tore through the sky, striking one after another into a massive valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. Wang Qingcheng stood on the ground, enveloped by a gigantic silver light barrier. The barrier’s surface bore a lightning pattern. Silver lightning bolts struck down one after another, landing on the silver light barrier and completely disappearing.

As time passed, the thundercloud’s area gradually shrank, and the striking silver lightning bolts grew larger. After about a quarter of an hour, the thundercloud was still several dozen *zhang* in size. Sun Yuejiao and Wang Yihong stared intently at the thundercloud in the sky, their expressions solemn. The thundercloud churned violently like boiling water, and seven different colored electric arcs emerged from it.

“Seven-Colored Divine Lightning!” Sun Yuejiao breathed a sigh of relief. The most difficult karmic demon tribulation had passed. The Eight-Nine Thunder Tribulation only summoned Seven-Colored Divine Lightning. With the Lightning Transformation Array set up using a seventh-tier high-grade Lightning Absorbing Pearl, resisting nine bolts of Seven-Colored Divine Lightning would be no problem.

“Seven-Colored Divine Lightning! It seems Qingcheng will successfully advance to the Mahayana stage,” a joyful male voice resounded. As soon as the words fell, a long blue streak flew in, and with a flash, landed before Sun Yuejiao and Wang Yihong.

“Father (Ancestor)!” Sun Yuejiao and Wang Yihong exclaimed, their faces showing joy upon seeing Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng nodded and looked towards the thundercloud in the sky. A thunderous roar echoed as a thick seven-colored lightning bolt struck down, leaving a long white streak in the void, landing on the silver light barrier. With a muffled thud, countless silver runes appeared on the surface of the silver light barrier. The seven-colored lightning exploded, and a dazzling burst of seven-colored lightning engulfed the entire barrier.

Soon, the second seven-colored lightning bolt struck, followed by the third, fourth, and so on. After the eighth seven-colored lightning bolt descended, the seven-colored thundercloud churned violently, transforming into a massive seven-colored thunder tiger. Its body was enveloped by countless seven-colored electric arcs, exuding an aura of world-destroying power. The seven-colored thunder tiger roared to the sky and pounced down from above.

The ground shook violently. The land within a ten-thousand-li radius turned to sand, forming a vast desert. Countless yellow grains of sand shot into the sky, transforming into yellow sand spears, each over ten *zhang* long, and hurtled towards the seven-colored thunder tiger. The seven-colored thunder tiger, with its overwhelming momentum, shattered a large number of yellow sand spears. However, the sheer quantity of sand spears was too great, and dense yellow sand spears pierced through the thunder tiger's body.

The seven-colored thunder tiger's body exploded, and a huge mass of seven-colored lightning shot into the sky, filling the air with smoke and dust. Before the lightning dissipated, a loud, joyful male laugh rang out.

A yellow streak of light flew out from within the seven-colored lightning, flashing once before landing in front of Wang Changsheng. It was Wang Qingcheng. His face was pale, but a terrifying spiritual pressure emanated from him, indicating he had successfully advanced to the Mahayana stage.

“Congratulations, Ancestor Qingcheng, on advancing to the Mahayana stage!” Wang Yihong congratulated with a smile.

Wang Changsheng’s eyes were filled with joy. He said, “Recover well. Keep this news confidential and maintain a low profile. As the saying goes, ‘a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.’ Wang Changsheng didn’t want to attract attention; what the Wang family needed now was time.”

Wang Qingcheng nodded. The three of them then left the area, with Wang Yihong remaining behind to clean up.

In the Northern Cold Ice Plains, Ice Soul Mountain Range, at the Ye family.

In a snow-white manor, Ye Xuanfeng, Ye Yuhuan, Ye Yuhan, and Ye Yunfei sat in a white stone pavilion, discussing something.

“A minor clan in the Azure Origin Realm has suddenly risen, producing seven Mahayana cultivators within ten thousand years, and they even possess an Xuantian Treasure. It’s highly probable they’ve obtained that low-grade immortal artifact,” Ye Xuanfeng said with a heavy tone.

“Seven Mahayana cultivators within ten thousand years? And an Xuantian Treasure? Is that immortal artifact really that powerful?” Ye Yuhuan asked in surprise.

“An immortal artifact possessing the law of time is no small matter. Cultivating an Xuantian Treasure is nothing compared to it. If it weren’t for several clans banding together to destroy this minor clan, they wouldn’t have used the Xuantian Treasure. The news has already leaked. You must hurry to the Azure Origin Realm with the Xuantian Treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon Wheel. If that immortal artifact is truly in the Azure Origin Realm, you must obtain it, no matter the cost,” Ye Xuanfeng commanded, appearing determined to succeed.

According to the Ye family members in the Immortal Realm, even a Golden Immortal would covet that low-grade immortal artifact. Immortals cannot descend to the lower realms; at most, Mahayana cultivators can be sent down, and that requires assistance from high-level formations, which ordinary forces cannot achieve. Even the Ye family itself cannot accomplish it; they can only rely on their family members in the lower realms to find this low-grade immortal artifact.

“We need to bring the Golden Flood Dragon Wheel? Has it come to this?” Ye Yuhan asked, frowning.

“The news has already leaked. They only know that minor clan possesses an Xuantian Treasure; they might not have guessed they have an immortal artifact. Therefore, you must seize that time-based immortal artifact as quickly as possible,” Ye Xuanfeng urged.

“What if there’s no immortal artifact, and they merely obtained a great fortuitous encounter?” Ye Yuhuan asked, frowning.

“Then bring back the Xuantian Treasure. This minor clan was originally inconspicuous, but then a pill refining genius suddenly appeared, capable of refining various pills. Just finding the materials is a problem. If they possess that time-based immortal artifact, they could mature spirit herbs rapidly, and with enough materials, they could even cultivate a Grandmaster Alchemist,” Ye Xuanfeng explained.

“Since we have the information, let’s make a trip! Hopefully, that immortal artifact is in the hands of that minor clan,” Ye Yunfei agreed.

Ye Yunfei personally led the team, deploying five Mahayana cultivators and hundreds of clan members. They departed from the Northern Cold Ice Plains aboard the Ice Lion.