kvmb Chapter 1648 Taking stock of the gains and losses of the Central Ancestral Vein
Chapter 1648 Taking stock of the gains and losses of the Central Ancestral Vein
As everyone looked back at the slowly disappearing spatial ripples, and once again felt the familiar yet reassuring spiritual energy of the Dragon Spine Divine Realm, they all felt as if they had been transported to another world.
The Ghost Emperor looked at Zhang Xuan, who was unconscious and whose Dao foundation was severely damaged, and then at Zhan Wushuang and the Feather God Guard Chief, whose auras were weak. His face was gloomy.
This trip to the Central Ancestral Vein was fruitful, but the cost was far too high.
Not only did they forge an unimaginable and terrifying enemy like the Eye of the Abyss, but they also nearly lost their future top combat power and existing mainstays.
The mystery surrounding the wooden stick's ascension to immortality followed by its hasty departure, the "great terror" that even immortals feared, and the complex stances of the eight fellow Mahayana cultivators...
All of this, like a heavy dark cloud, shrouded everyone's heart.
Tianyezi brought Zhang Xuan back to Broken Heaven City, and the other Mahayana cultivators also returned to their respective places.
At the core of the sixth-order spiritual vein in the Shattered Heavenly City.
"Uh……"
A suppressed groan escaped Zhang Xuan's throat, and his eyelids opened heavily, revealing a pair of eyes that were filled with confusion, which was then replaced by deep weariness and sharp clarity.
The destructive scene of the Abyss Death Ray, the excruciating pain of the Void Great Dao Tree collapsing, and those cold, all-seeing black eyes... fragments of memories surged in, making it hard for him to breathe.
"My husband, you're finally awake." Fairy Lingchen smiled.
"I'm fine, cough cough..." Zhang Xuan coughed violently.
A sharp, needle-like pain immediately shot through my limbs and bones, and my soul felt weak, as if it had been torn apart and then barely pieced back together.
“A Dao injury… indeed troublesome,” Zhang Xuan murmured.
"so what should I do now?"
"Going to the Central Ancestral Vein is extremely dangerous. It's like clashing head-on with the terrifying laws of the Central Ancestral Vein. It's already a stroke of luck that I was able to escape with my life."
"Should we use the sacred healing medicine from the clan's treasury...?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head and said, "Those things are useless to me. I can heal my own injuries. Go back to the Immortal Gourd Realm and tell Tie Xinlan that there is news about our son, Mugun'er. He has advanced to the True Immortal Realm and is still alive."
Fairy Lingchen was greatly shocked upon hearing this!
He knew about his husband's eldest son, Mugun'er, who had fallen into the ancestral home of the Central Plains.
This was also her husband's greatest pain.
Unexpectedly, this time when my husband went to the Central Ancestral Vein, he brought back news that the wooden stick had advanced to the True Immortal realm. How could this not be surprising?
"Okay, I'll go to the Immortal Gourd Realm right away and tell Sister Xinlan the good news. She'll definitely be happy."
After Fairy Lingchen left, Zhang Xuan began to take stock of the gains and losses of this trip to the Central Ancestral Vein.
First and foremost is one's own foundation.
The Tree of Illusory Great Dao Rules and Authority is now in a truly tragic state.
Cracks are everywhere on the two main stems, which are dark purple and dark gold.
The thirteen side branches were even more dim, especially the ones related to cause and effect, time, space, gravity, and the primordial sea of qi. The fine cracks on them were shocking, and the flow of the Dao was extremely sluggish, as if they could wither and break completely at any moment.
“It has damaged the very source…” Zhang Xuan’s heart sank. “Especially those side branches that forcibly interfered with the laws. Repairing them will probably be several times more difficult than when they were first formed.”
However, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. As he carefully scanned the cracks with his divine sense, he discovered something different.
"Hmm? The edges of these cracks... seem more resilient? The Dao aura is weak, but more restrained and pure..." He pondered. "The great terror between life and death is indeed the best tempering. This illusory tree may seem broken, but its understanding of chaos, destruction, and the void seems to have deepened. Once it recovers, it will probably be more stable and have greater potential than before..."
This is a blessing in misfortune.
Secondly, there are the tangible gains.
His mind sank into the storage ring and the inner world.
"Obtained from the Black Abyss Rift Nest..." His divine sense swept over the strange bone fragments and metals, "Having endured countless calamities without being worn down, they contain ancient defensive and power Daoist principles, which are perfect for refining my True Demon Body."
My gaze shifted to those few translucent sclerotia, sensing the immense life force and purification principles within them.
"What a treasure! The vitality and purifying power contained within this item are perfect for repairing Dao wounds and dispelling the remnants of the Erosion Abyss. Moreover, it seems to contain a trace of a rebellious rule against filth, which will greatly benefit the improvement of my life-creation branch."
Then came the harvest from the hidden depths.
The Netherworld Marrow Crystals piled up like mountains, their chilling aura nourishing the damaged soul.
Ten-thousand-year-old Soul-Eating Mushroom, Abyssal Cold Iron, Thousand-Illusion Jellyfish Essence, Earth Vein Blood Marrow...
One by one, rare treasures of the seventh or even eighth rank, which would cause a bloodbath in the outside world, lay there quietly.
"The attributes are somewhat sinister, but the level of the laws is extremely high. Refining them with the Dao of Chaos, or deducing them in reverse, is enough to allow me to reach a higher level of understanding of the Five Elements Reincarnation, the Purple Heaven Thunder Pool, and even the Primordial Qi Sea."
"Especially this earth vein blood marrow, where filth and vitality coexist in a strange way, perhaps we can glimpse a trace of the mystery of the cycle of life and death from it."
Finally, his divine sense landed on a corner of the inner world, on something sealed and isolated by layers of chaotic energy flow—the Myriad Transformations of Evil Dust!
This unassuming black ring is now a miniature hell that is constantly writhing and howling!
Even through the seal, the overwhelming resentment, the eerie aura of division, and the frenzied fluctuations of the billions of heavy water alien spirits imprisoned within still made him feel awe.
"Tianyezi...you have truly forged an extraordinary evil weapon!" Zhang Xuan murmured to himself, his tone complex.
"Its power is beyond doubt. It is a top-grade spiritual treasure that can transform in countless ways, making it difficult to predict whether it is real or illusory. It can also split, erode, and absorb attacks... If used in a desperate situation, it may be able to reverse the tide of battle."
His divine sense cautiously probed into a trace of the seal, and he immediately sensed the twisted pain and endless resentment of the billions of artifact spirits.
“But… the karmic consequences are too heavy.” He sighed. “They will imprison billions of alien races from the mortal realm, never to be reincarnated. If one’s mind is not firm enough when using such evil energy, one may suffer its backlash.”
He pondered for a moment.
"Let's seal it for now. Perhaps it can be used as a trump card when we're truly at our wits' end."
After taking stock of his physical gains, his mood did not lighten; instead, it became heavier and more complicated.
Because the most important discovery was about his son—the stick.
"Stick...you're not dead...you're really not dead..." This thought churned in his mind, accompanied by a belated ecstasy and excitement.
As a father, what could be more gratifying than learning that the son he thought had long since perished is not only alive, but has also achieved something unprecedented?
"A true immortal...my son has become a true immortal!"
An indescribable sense of pride welled up in his heart, and even the pain in his soul was somewhat relieved.
But this ecstasy and pride were soon replaced by deeper worries and mysteries.
"But why?" He frowned, his heart filled with confusion. "Having become an immortal and possessing overwhelming power, why didn't he stay? Why didn't he avenge the human race? Instead, he... left in such a hurry?"
"What exactly...did you see?"