Chapter 3653: Storm Approaching (None for Today)

A vast expanse of blue sea, cloudless and swept by gusts of sea breeze.

On a deserted island spanning hundreds of miles, a burly man in a blue shirt stood atop a steep peak, gazing up at the sky.

A flock of cyan seagulls flew across the sky. The void rippled, revealing an opening several meters wide. As the opening continuously expanded, a powerful suction force materialized out of nowhere. The cyan seagulls were uncontrollably pulled towards the void, twisted into a rain of blood by the powerful gales.

A colossal ship, shimmering with blue light, flew out of the void. Gu Sen, Teng Lei, Gou Yao, Chu Feng, Chi Jin, True Monarch Blood Blade, and over forty other Mahayana cultivators stood on its deck, their expressions varied.

To deal with the Wang family, the Teng Clan, Cangming Sect, Blood Fiend Palace, and Giant Race joined forces. They were also joined by the surviving Mahayana cultivators from the Armor Clan, Medicine Clan, and Chao Clan. In total, they assembled forty-three Mahayana cultivators, one of whom was at the late Mahayana stage. Six of them had opened their spiritual apertures, with Gu Sen having opened two.

The man in the blue shirt flew over and landed on the deck, smiling as he greeted them, noting their arrival. This was Lan Feng, a mid-Mahayana cultivator from the Cangming Sect, who had cultivated his spiritual domain to mastery.

A chubby old man in a blue robe, with a round face, small eyes, and an overwhelming aura of malevolence, then asked Lan Feng if he had ascertained their location and how far it was from the Profound Spirit Continent. This was Sun Lang, the head of the Cangming Sect, a mid-Mahayana cultivator who had opened one spiritual aperture. The founder of the Cangming Sect had established the Cangming Palace in the Immortal Realm and was an ally of the Teng Clan. This operation against the Wang family was initiated at the instruction of a Cangming Palace elder. The objectives were threefold: to contend for the Jade Dew of Creation, to acquire the Thunder Apricot Immortal Fruit, and to avenge their clan. The Mantis Clan in the Immortal Realm had allied with the Teng Clan, and with an Immortal True Being having issued a decree, cultivators in the lower realms naturally dared not disobey.

Lan Feng suggested that their current location was relatively close to the Qianyuan Continent and that it would be better to first eradicate the Heavenly Moon Clan, acquire their Xuantian Treasures, and then deal with the Wang family. A burly man in a golden shirt then spoke, his face filled with killing intent, urging immediate departure. He emphasized that the Heavenly Moon Clan possessed numerous treasures, particularly the incredibly powerful Xuantian Treasure, the Qianjin Dragon-Slaying Blade, which had claimed the lives of several fellow Daoists. This was Rong Xin, from the Giant Race, a mid-Mahayana cultivator who had opened one spiritual aperture and possessed boundless strength.

A beautiful young woman in a blood-red dress chuckled, with an overwhelming aura of malevolence. She asserted that no one would contend for the treasure, but she demanded that the Heavenly Moon Clan's Mahayana cultivators be handed over to her to feed her blood corpses. This was Chen Xuan, a mid-Mahayana cultivator from the Blood Fiend Palace who had opened one spiritual aperture. There was also a Blood Fiend Palace in the Immortal Realm, which was an affiliated force of the Teng Clan.

Immortaless Lihuo urged them to depart without delay, expressing her hope that everything would proceed smoothly. She had obtained aperture-opening materials at the Dao Discussion Conference and successfully opened one spiritual aperture. With her late Mahayana cultivation and having opened one spiritual aperture, her strength had significantly increased. She sought the Thunder Apricot Immortal Fruit, as acquiring it would allow her to consider undergoing the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. Qing Lei Jushi expressed confidence that eradicating the Heavenly Moon Clan would not be an issue with so many Mahayana cultivators assembled, suggesting they first proceed to the clan's ancestral land.

With forty-three Mahayana cultivators, six aperture-openers, and multiple Xuantian Treasures, eradicating the Heavenly Moon Clan would be no difficult task. The Wang family was no exception; after eliminating them, they would then deal with the Ye family. The Ye family, after all, was a True Spirit family. Ye Xuanji possessed secret talismans crafted by the Saint Ancestor of Mystic Talismans. Even Tong Shan, leading over ten Mahayana cultivators, had failed to subdue them, demonstrating their formidable nature. Thus, they planned to deal with the Ye family last. The Heavenly Moon Clan and the Wang family possessed multiple Xuantian Treasures. It would be safer to acquire these first before confronting the Ye family.

Gu Sen nodded, and with a flick of his incantation, the blue colossal ship shone brightly with spiritual light, soaring into the sky and vanishing into the horizon in a single flash.

In a white manor on the Northern Cold Ice Plains, Ye Yunfei and Ye Xuanji were sitting in a white stone pavilion, discussing something. Ye Xuanji had exchanged for many materials at the Dao Discussion Conference and successfully opened two spiritual apertures. The Ye family currently boasted seven Mahayana cultivators. Besides Ye Xuanji, Ye Yunfei, and Ye Yunshuo, the other four were newly advanced Mahayana cultivators. While they could handle ordinary Mahayana cultivators, they were no match for those from major clans.

Ye Xuanji instructed that she would enter secluded cultivation and should not be disturbed unless there was a major crisis. She possessed a defensive Xuantian Treasure, and once she reached the late Mahayana stage, she could consider undergoing the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. Success would mean ascending to the Immortal Realm and becoming an immortal. With her defensive Xuantian Treasure, coupled with formations and other treasures, her successful passage through the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation was almost certain. There was no need for her to waste time on other matters.

Ye Yunfei assented readily. Ye Xuanji gave him a few instructions before dismissing him. She then entered a secret chamber to cultivate in seclusion.

On Purple Crystal Island, Profound Spirit Continent, Wang Yongqian stood atop a peak, gazing at the six-colored thunderclouds high in the sky. Wang Zongling was attempting to break through to the Mahayana stage, having already passed the heart demon tribulation. She had spent considerable time cultivating and refining her magical power in the other realm.

A rumbling thunder echoed as the six-colored thunderclouds boiled and churned like boiling water, and thick bolts of six-colored lightning struck down one after another. After the seventh bolt of six-colored lightning struck, the six-colored thunderclouds violently churned, transforming into a massive six-colored lightning flood dragon as thick as a human waist, which swooped down from high in the sky at great speed. Innumerable crimson flames surged from the void, transforming the surrounding hundred miles into a sea of crimson fire. The sea of crimson fire surged and churned, and a gigantic crimson fire dragon flew out of it to meet the six-colored lightning flood dragon. The six-colored lightning flood dragon tore the crimson fire dragon to shreds. Innumerable crimson fireballs shot out, striking the six-colored lightning flood dragon one after another.

After an earth-shattering boom, the body of the six-colored lightning flood dragon exploded. A colossal ball of six-colored lightning shot skyward, shaking the ground and mountains and filling the sky with dust. Not long after, a resounding peal of female laughter echoed from within the lightning.

A streak of red light flew out from the lightning, landing in front of Wang Yongqian. It was Wang Zongwen. Wang Zongwen's face was slightly pale, but she had successfully advanced to the Mahayana stage. Reflecting on her cultivation journey, she was filled with a myriad of emotions. She had ascended from the lower realms with great difficulty, traveled to many places, and ventured into numerous dangerous locations, enduring countless hardships to reach this point.

Wang Yongqian congratulated Wang Zongwen, expressing delight that their family had gained another Mahayana cultivator, her face filled with envy. Wang Zongwen smiled and expressed her gratitude for the trouble. Wang Yongqian dismissed her thanks, stating that she merely came to observe and advised Wang Zongwen to return and recuperate, as she had just advanced to the Mahayana stage. Wang Zongwen nodded and left Purple Crystal Island.

On Green Lotus Peak, Green Lotus Island, the door to a secret chamber opened, and Wang Ruyan walked out, her face revealing joy. She had cultivated in seclusion for several hundred years and successfully cultivated her spiritual domain to grand perfection.