Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 627 - 387 Star Gate Will Open_2

Chapter 627 -387 Star Gate Will Open_2

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Winter had passed, spring had come, and another two years had elapsed.

In the secret chamber, Zhao Sheng sat crossed-legged on a cushion, at the center of which the ground was set with a blood-colored array. Embedded within the array were top-grade Spirit Stones, and threads of pure Spirit Liquid slowly flowed along the glowing lines of the Formation.

Zhao Sheng formed a strange spell seal with his hands. His Divine Sense burst forth with all its might, enveloping a golden flame about a yard in size that hovered mid-air.

The Golden Crow True Fire burned fiercely, and within the blaze, a blood-colored jade talisman the size of a palm undulated up and down. The surface of the talisman was covered with vein-like blood runes that throbbed and pulsated with Zhao Sheng’s heart intent.

As time passed, the spell seals Zhao Sheng formed with his hands had changed countless times. At a certain moment, his eyes snapped open, his mouth opened wide, and he spewed out a mouthful of essence blood.

With a “bang,” the essence blood burst forth instantly, turning into a mist of blood that engulfed the Blood Talisman.

At that moment, the entire secret chamber filled with a potent scent of blood!

Then, Zhao Sheng separated his hands, placing them on the array, and the ground array suddenly shone brightly, as countless blood-colored runes flew from the ground into the air, then, like a rainbow drinking water, they were sucked into the blood mist.

At the same time, the blood mist quickly entered the blood-colored talisman and soon disappeared without a trace.

Right after the blood mist vanished, the Blood Talisman suddenly burst forth with a rich blood light. Strands of blood-colored rainbow light danced around the Jade Talisman, only to swiftly sink back into it.

“The Hundred-Mile Rainbow Talisman has been created,” Zhao Sheng looked up with a surge of spirits.

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Ever since the Dragon Chant Gathering, Zhao Sheng had not gone anywhere, but had been in seclusion and deep cultivation within the Xuan Family’s Manor. This seclusion had lasted for seven years.

Seven years later, on the eighth day of the third month, the northern ice domain of the Dragon Continent remained blanketed in snow, devoid of birds and beasts.

But on this day, the Xuan Family Valley was bustling with life as countless Zhao Clan Members gathered, silently waiting for something.

When the twin suns rose high into the sky, Zhao Sheng emerged from his cave mansion and ascended into the air, flying towards the nearby manor.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived above the central plaza of the manor,

Looking down at the green stone palace a hundred feet away, he saw the plump Yu Tuo, Zhao Jingyun, the silver-faced man, and the other six leaders had all arrived.

Zhao Sheng flew over and landed in front of the six.

“Brother, why are you the last to arrive?” Zhao Jingyun, who considered himself closest to Zhao Sheng, teased him immediately.

Zhao Sheng cracked a smile, “You talk like that, little brother. It seems that you are very confident. When we get to the Wuzhou Sea, please take good care of everything for us.”

“Ah, brother, don’t joke. It should be me asking you to take care of me.” Zhao Jingyun found himself on the receiving end of a playful dig and couldn’t help but smile awkwardly, capitulating to ask for mercy.

Seeing his reaction, Zhao Sheng no longer teased him and with a wave of his robe, he shot two streaks of blood light from under his sleeve, which flew towards Yu Tuo and Zhao Jingyun.

The eyes of the two lit up as they quickly caught the incoming objects. When the blood light receded, it revealed a bright blood-colored Jade Talisman.

The talisman seemed alive, constantly expanding and contracting while faint spirit light coursed through the blood-colored veins on its surface.

“This is the Hundred-Mile Rainbow Talisman! It’s for escaping at critical moments. Don’t keep it in your Storage Space Seal; carry it on you,” explained Zhao Sheng.

“Brother Zhao, how can we accept this? You’ve given the Angry King of Hell Pill before, and now you give us the Hundred-Mile Rainbow Talisman. We owe you too much; how will we ever repay this?”

Despite saying so, the plump Yu Tuo had long since stuffed the Blood Talisman into his bosom.

“These are just playthings I refined on a whim; they’re nothing special. Besides, it’s not just you two. If we encounter companions from other continents, I’ll gift them one as well, as a token of my good will,” Zhao Sheng said nonchalantly.

However, Zhao Sheng’s casual statement greatly impressed Yu Tuo and the other, for to a Golden Core Master, the Angry King of Hell Pill and the Hundred-Mile Rainbow Talisman were incredibly precious. Ordinary Golden Core cultivators might never even see such items, let alone dream of giving them away so freely.

Only an Elixir and Talisman Master like Zhao Sheng dared to be so generous; others wouldn’t even dare to think of it.

Seeing Zhao Sheng’s lavish gifting, Zhao Yang’an and the silver-faced man, among the other four, watched with envy, but due to pride, could not bring themselves to ask for a talisman outright.

Zhao Sheng saw this but deliberately chose to remain silent on the matter.

He had his own reasons for presenting the treasure to Yu Tuo and the other, but as for the rest, they could go without.

Observing the situation, Zhao Yang’an and others proactively approached Zhao Sheng and engaged him in conversation, with language filled with cordiality and flattery.

Zhao Sheng responded to them casually, never mentioning the subject of gifting treasures.

After about the time it took to finish two cups of tea, a blue light fell from the sky, landing swiftly before the palace.

When the blue light dissipated, it revealed the figure of the Daoist Zhao Youxuan in a plain robe.

“Greetings, Dragon Master!”

“Master, Gong’an!”

“Ancestor!”

By the time everyone had finished their salutations, the old Taoist glanced at Zhao Sheng and the Yuan Tuo trio, his expression grave as he spoke, “It’s time to set off. Do any of you have unfinished matters that need to be attended to?”

Zhao Sheng and the others exchanged glances, then shook their heads one after another.

Zhao Youxuan nodded slightly, waved his sleeve, and released a silver-white disc boat with a diameter of sixty feet, smooth as a mirror.

As everyone watched, the disc boat silently cracked open a portal.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng, Yuan Tuo, and Zhao Jingyun soared into the boat.

The old Taoist turned his gaze to the others and commanded in a deep voice, “All of you, guard our family well, and do not give rise to any troubles. If a major event occurs, do not act recklessly; wait for my return before making plans.”

“We will strictly adhere to the Dragon Master’s decree!” the four people responded in unison.

The old Taoist nodded, flashed into the disc boat.

A moment later, the silver-white disc boat soared into the sky and disappeared into the thick cloud sea in the blink of an eye.

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Seven days later, in the Wuzhou Sea, on a deserted island.

Old Taoist Zhao Youxuan stood atop a large rock, his face solemn as he gazed northwest.

Next to the rock, Zhao Sheng and the others stood with hands hanging down, also silently looking towards the horizon.

Just then, a “meteor” came from the sky, hurtling toward the island.

Hum!

The meteor abruptly stopped mid-air and suddenly transformed into a metallic sphere shining with golden light.

Five figures flew out from the sphere, landing on the island.

The metal sphere fell from the sky, its size drastically shrinking by hundreds of times, and by the time it reached a palm, it was only the size of a fist.

An old man with skin black as charcoal put the golden sphere into his sleeve, then squeezed out a smile and called out to the old Taoist in a dry voice, “Nephew, you’ve arrived quite early!”

The old Taoist’s forehead veins bulged at the reference of “Nephew,” but he had to suppress his irritation.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Jingyun immediately stepped forward to bow and respectfully greeted, “Great-Grandson Jingyun, pays respect to Kui Ancestor.”

Yu Tuo also came forward to pay respects, “Junior Yu Tuo, greets the Ancestor.”

Seeing this person, Zhao Sheng immediately knew the identity of the visitor and thus also knelt in obeisance.

“No need for formalities, rise, all of you,” the old man cheerfully helped the three of them up.

It wasn’t until this moment that the old Taoist finally spoke, “Sixteen Uncle, I have been away from the secular world for a thousand years, my Taoist name is Xuan Ren…”

“Hmm, Xuan Ren, what’s the plan this time? We don’t have many usable people on this side. Be careful not to fail in receiving the people and lose our own first.”

This charcoal-skinned old man was the highest-ranking member of the Zhao Family in this realm, from the “Hai” generation, ranked sixteenth, by the name of Zhao Haikui.

Zhao Haikui was the Vice Alliance Hierarch of the Heavenly Rebel Alliance, listed by the Heavenly Dao Sect as ninth on the black list, nicknamed the Black-hearted Old Demon, with a cultivation of at least the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

The four he brought were all from the Cang and Shi continents.

Hearing Sixteen Uncle’s question, the old Taoist immediately transmitted his thoughts through Divine Thought, and Zhao Haikui quickly nodded repeatedly, revealing a smile.

In the matter of the Star Gate, the nine of them represented the Southern Sky Zhao Family. Among the nine, there were two Nascent Souls, two Late-stage Golden Cores, four Golden Core Middle Stages, and one Early Stage.

As for other forces in the Tianzhu Realm such as the Supreme Sensing Sect, the Great Yan Dynasty, and so on, they also each sent out receptions in preparation.

To avoid leaking information and being wiped out by the enemy in one fell swoop, they intentionally stayed apart.

The Tianzhu Realm divided into more than a dozen teams, scattered across tens of thousands of miles in the Wuzhou Sea.

According to Zhao Sheng’s knowledge, a thousand years ago, the Star God, after succumbing to demonic forces, split into two parts, each falling into the Ghost God and Tianzhu Realms.

The Star Gate, which opens every hundred years, is essentially the phenomenon of spatial and temporal anomalies caused by the awakening and mutual exchange of consciousness between the two “Star Gods.”

Through the temporary opening of the space-time vortex, the two realms infiltrated each other and briefly engaged in combat.

The time and location of each opening of the Star Gate were unpredictable, but always within the confines of the Wuzhou Sea.

After the nine gathered, they exchanged information for a while and then practiced their cooperation several times.

During this period, Zhao Sheng also distributed the prepared Angry King of Hell Pills and Hundred-Mile Rainbow Talismans to the others and soon received a pile of thanks.

Two days later, the heavenly signs changed.

The nine concealed themselves and dove from the seabed towards the southwestern Wuzhou Sea area.