Chapter 4492: Divine Mechanism Immortal Lord Manifestation

Green Lotus Island, Beihai Immortal Realm.

On Shenji Peak, a vast bluestone plaza spanning one hundred thousand mu featured a statue of Immortal Lord Shenji at its center. Over ten thousand young Wang family members gathered there, led by Wang Yongqian, to offer sacrifices to Wang Qingfeng. The Wang family regularly organized rituals to honor Wang Qingfeng. The elders would recount Wang Qingfeng's deeds to the younger generations, though they would not mention that Qin Xin killed him, instead stating that he was slain by a Chaos Beast.

“Ancestral Master Qingfeng,” Wang Yongqian began, “I have brought the clan members to pay our respects to you. They have just had their spiritual roots detected and are beginning their cultivation journeys.”

Wang Yongqian prostrated three times, bowing her head deeply. Over ten thousand clan members knelt down, performed three kowtows, and offered incense.

The eyes of the Immortal Lord Shenji statue constantly rotated as it spoke, “Cultivate diligently. I hope that after my revival, our clan will produce even more outstanding members.”

Statues of Immortal Lord Shenji, crafted from Soul-Awakening Divine Clay, could speak and even employ some divine abilities. However, their power was limited; they could not contend with Golden Immortal cultivators. They were perfectly capable of guiding clan members in cultivation or artifact refinement, as Wang Qingfeng, being a Golden Immortal, could easily instruct his descendants in these areas. The Wang family placed Immortal Lord Shenji statues in various branch strongholds. These statues could teach Wang family members at these branches how to cultivate or refine artifacts. As for non-Wang family members, their guidance depended entirely on Wang Qingfeng's mood.

Strictly speaking, these Immortal Lord Shenji statues were not Wang Qingfeng himself, but rather projections of a wisp of his divided soul. They merely served to absorb the power of incense offerings. Damage to these statues would not affect Wang Qingfeng's golden body on the Legacy Tablet.

“Yes, Ancestral Master Qingfeng,” the over ten thousand clan members responded in unison, their expressions respectful.

Wang Yongqian offered a few admonitions before instructing the elders to lead them away.

Wang Changming approached and reported, “Patriarch, a Mahayana-stage evil cultivator with immense power has appeared in the Zi Su Realm of the Dongxuan Continent Realm Group. He has slain multiple Mahayana cultivators and seems intent on unifying the Zi Su Realm. He has also destroyed many Immortal Lord Shenji statues, and the Su family is seeking our assistance.”

The Wang family supported several spiritual realm factions, whose duty was to revere the Immortal Lord Shenji statues, in exchange for the Wang family's protection.

“Send someone to the lower realm to investigate,” Wang Yongqian instructed. “If the Su family’s account is true, then eliminate this individual to serve as a warning to others.”

“Yes, Patriarch,” Wang Changming replied, accepting the order before departing.

The Star Sea Realm was one of many mortal realms, where the highest-cultivating individuals reached only the Spirit Transformation stage.

On Qingluo Island, in the South Sea. At the island's southeast corner, a steep peak stood, with a large blue stone tablet at its base, bearing the characters “Shenji Peak.” At the summit was a magnificent temple, housing a humanoid statue. Any Wang family cultivator present would undoubtedly recognize it as an Immortal Lord Shenji statue. It was truly peculiar to find such a statue here, as the Star Sea Realm was not a realm controlled by the Wang family, nor did it have any Wang clan members.

Hundreds of mortals were currently worshipping the Immortal Lord Shenji statue, with offerings and incense arranged on the altar.

“Esteemed Lord Shenji,” began a green-robed elder over fifty years old, stout and prosperous-looking. “I, the humble Li Fugui, lead the island's residents in worship, hoping you will bless us with favorable weather next year and a bountiful harvest from the sea.”

Over a hundred years ago, Li Fugui’s grandfather, Li Dahai, accidentally discovered this statue. According to Li Dahai, the statue could speak, proclaiming itself to be Immortal Lord Shenji. Immortal Lord Shenji told Li Dahai about a hidden treasure, and Li Dahai indeed found a large amount of wealth, which allowed him to prosper and become one of the island's wealthiest households. Li Dahai then built the temple to worship Immortal Lord Shenji, and would bring his descendants to pay respects during festivals. To this day, Li Dahai is no longer alive, and his descendants do not truly believe a statue can speak. Nevertheless, they continue to lead the islanders in worshipping the Immortal Lord Shenji statue during festivals, a practice that has become a traditional island holiday.

After completing the worship, Li Fugui led the islanders away, leaving the offerings behind. Half an hour later, a thin, fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in coarse cloth, entered the temple. The boy carefully unwrapped a package from his embrace, revealing a salted fish.

“Esteemed Lord Shenji,” the boy began, “I am Shen Long, a humble commoner. My family has no money; we only have this salted fish. My mother is gravely ill and urgently needs money for treatment. Please, Lord Shenji, bless me with a bountiful harvest from the sea and ensure my mother’s recovery. I promise to bring better offerings to you then.”

After speaking, the boy prostrated three times, bowing his head deeply.

“A small island lies a hundred li to the west. In a cave at its southwest corner, you will find several pieces of gold. Go find them yourself!” The Immortal Lord Shenji statue spoke.

Shen Long was stunned. He had heard since childhood that this statue could manifest its power, but he had only come to worship it on a whim, merely seeking peace of mind.

“Hurry now! Find the gold to save your mother.” The Immortal Lord Shenji statue continued.

“Thank you, Esteemed Lord Shenji! Thank you, Esteemed Lord Shenji! Thank you, Esteemed Lord Shenji!” Shen Long expressed his gratitude repeatedly, prostrated three times, placed the salted fish on the altar, and then departed.

Immortal Realm, Barren Immortal Territory. Vermillion Bird Sea Domain, a desolate island.

Ye Haitang sat cross-legged near the Northern Dipper Reverse Primordial Grand Array. At the center of the array were two green jade caskets, containing the nascent souls of Shen Ting and Liang Zhongxin. Ye Haitang's eyes were slightly closed, her body enveloped in a layer of black light. After a while, the black light around Ye Haitang's body dissipated, and she opened her eyes.

Ye Haitang took out a silver Immortal Transmission Mirror, and with a flick of a hand seal, Wang Chuanming’s face appeared on its surface.

“Chuanming, you’ve arrived in the Barren Immortal Territory!” Ye Haitang exclaimed, a mix of surprise and joy on her face.

“Yes, Ancestral Master Haitang, I have arrived,” Wang Chuanming replied. He had been transferred to the Barren Immortal Territory to rendezvous with the Yama Palace members. After settling in, he immediately made his way to the Vermillion Bird Sea Domain to contact Ye Haitang.

Ye Haitang stood up, flew off the island, and, seeing Wang Chuanming hovering in the sky, brought him back to the desolate island. They arrived at the entrance of an underground cave, where she sent out a communication talisman. A moment later, Wang Changsheng’s voice echoed from within the cave: “Haitang, Chuanming, come in.”

Ye Haitang and Wang Chuanming acknowledged him and entered. Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a blue futon, with Wang Lin and Wang Tunian standing nearby. The Four Seasons Painting hung on the wall.

“Your grandson pays his respects, Ancestor!” Wang Chuanming bowed.

“Tell me about your situation, your position, and your authority,” Wang Changsheng said.

“I am currently a Deacon Elder,” Wang Chuanming explained honestly, taking out a golden jade slip and handing it to Wang Changsheng. “The Yama Palace has eight Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the Barren Immortal Territory, each responsible for different sea domains. As a newcomer, I have little standing. They are currently searching for a particular Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and this jade slip contains his birthdate and time. If Ancestral Master Qiulin could help deduce this individual’s location, allowing me to find him, I would be able to establish a firm footing. Currently, I have five Golden Immortal cultivators and over twenty True Immortal cultivators under my command, all assigned to me by the Yama Palace.”