Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills-Chapter 374 - 81: Miracle Descends, Crow Immortal Arrives

Chapter 374: Chapter 81: Miracle Descends, Crow Immortal Arrives

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Underneath Cairo Capital.

Zhao Huai concentrated a flame in his palm as he explored the pitch-black underground labyrinth.

Yin Nanyu said this place still had traces of the human race, but it was all underground, so Zhao Huai had no choice but to explore. If there were any surviving cultivators from the Shenluo Empire, they might know what had happened to the empire back then.

On the left and right sides of the underground labyrinth were collapsed ancient buildings, and many special symbols were engraved on the palaces, seeming like the emblem of a certain influence.

Leading in the front, Yin Nanyu recognized them immediately and explained:

“These symbols are the mark of the Sorceress Ancient Sect. The Sorceress is the ancient god worshiped by the Shenluo Empire. The sacrificial texts above are covered in dust and seems like the Shenluo cultivators wanted to summon the Sorceress into their world to save the empire back then, but unfortunately, they failed.”

“So this Sorceress and the Crow Immortal of your Raven Sect are both ancient evil immortals?” Zhao Huai asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

Yin Nanyu glanced at him dismissively and said unhappily, “There’s no such thing as good or evil immortals. This is merely history written by the victors. What you think is just your own perception. You all believe in the Three Pure Ancestors, Sword Immortal Ancestors, and various heavenly gods and Buddhas. Which one of them is not revered by countless people and lives off their offerings?”

“Nowadays, the Immortal Cultivation World is in dire straits, and these celestial beings don’t come to save you. On the other hand, Lord Crow Immortal is about to descend and lead the disciples of the Western State towards a new world.”

Hearing this, the corner of Zhao Huai’s mouth twitched.

No matter what the situation, Yin Nanyu always tried to confuse people with his words, talking as if he had everything figured out.

As they went deeper into the labyrinth, sacrificial altars gradually appeared on both sides. Eight giant stone pillars supported the main hall, with complicated symbols engraved on them, and dried blood stained the center.

“Failed to summon the god…”

Zhao Huai saw the scene and thought about what Yin Nanyu had said.

Not all ancient sects could successfully summon gods, most of them failed.

At this time, Yu Qinghan pondered, “Competition for offerings in the Western State is intense. It’s not impossible that some ancient gods have perished already, so their ceremonies are useless.”

When she said this, Yin Nanyu looked surprised, not expecting Empress Xia to also have knowledge of these matters.

She then remembered that Yu Qinghan had also cultivated in the Spiritual Mountains in the past.

“Boom!”

As everyone was observing the stone pillars, the ground started to tremble violently, as if something was running out from the depths of the labyrinth.

Zhao Huai’s Divine Insight expanded outward, but he couldn’t detect any signs of life or the evil aura of the undead.

What was moving?

“Is it an inanimate object?” Zhao Huai was puzzled.

Yu Qinghan looked towards the source of the noise, her beautiful eyes narrowing and her expression serious: “It’s a Mark Puppet.”

“A Mark Puppet?”

Zhao Huai leaped up, looking through the dark labyrinth.

He indeed saw four human-shaped stone statues wearing ancient armor made of secret silver material, running towards them with large strides.

Glowing with spiritual qi on their chests, their helmets were tightly closed.

The human-shaped stone statues were five meters tall, round and stubby in appearance, looking heavy and slow. However, the round shields and long spears in their hands could crush any large rocks they encountered along the way, showing off their immense power.

“Could it be the work of a puppet master?”

Zhao Huai couldn’t help but think so.

As far as he knew, the puppet master industry had already declined.

The cost of manufacturing a puppet is very high. It requires universal treasures as the puppet’s core, various parts including armor and weapons, materials, and maintenance costs—it’s an astronomical figure that ordinary people simply can’t afford.

Only a few great sects still have complete protective puppets passed down to them.

Meanwhile, over the past century, the Immortal Cultivation World had only managed to research Qi Refining Realm and Initiation Realm puppets, and that was considered very advanced.

Stronger puppets simply couldn’t find suitable materials, and even the cores’ costs are extremely high. If these spiritual stones were used to train cultivators, they could easily train several initiates.

This way, there is no need to create puppets.

Compared with puppets, live cultivators are much stronger.

“Someone is manipulating these puppets. Their strength isn’t too powerful, so there’s no need to worry.”

After examining them, Zhao Huai told the others the situation.

These four Initiation Realm puppets posed no real threat; they just looked big and bulky.

“If that’s the case, let’s destroy them.”

Without a second thought, Yu Qinghan floated up, ready to strike and shatter these puppets.

“Stop!”

A tense voice came from deep within the labyrinth.

Yu Qinghan glanced at the woman wearing a numb bamboo hat emerging from the underground tunnel and suddenly realized her identity, exclaiming, “It’s actually you?”

Zhao Huai, upon hearing his wife’s reaction, shifted his gaze to the figure behind the puppets.

A beautiful and exotic woman wearing a bamboo hat emerged.

Yu Qinghan’s eyes flickered, and she spoke again, “I really didn’t expect this. The Princess of Shenluo from back then is actually still alive deep underground.”

“You are Luo Ya?”

Zhao Huai also recognized the woman’s identity, looking somewhat surprised.

Five years ago, when the Shenluo Empire had not yet perished, the Shenluo Princess had tried to cooperate with him several times to fight against the Xia Country, but he had always refused.

Little did he expect that the princess of Shenluo back then would end up looking so miserable.Zhao Huai couldn’t imagine.

With the empire fallen, millions of civilians perished, and Luo Ya being the only one surviving in the underground maze, what had she experienced?

When Luo Ya exited and saw the people before her, her expression seemed dazed, and she muttered:

“Zhao Huai, it’s you…”

Her beautiful eyes looked at the other cultivators, seemingly understanding something, and she sarcastically said:

“Never expected, what the Shenluo Empire didn’t manage to achieve, Xia Country did.”

Having met once before, their reunion evoked emotions. Luo Ya had not hesitated to ask for help from Xia, but was denied for unknown reasons by the Empress of Xia.

Since then, there had been no more opportunities.

Seeing her reaction, a mocking smile appeared on Yin Nanyu’s face, and she said, “If you knew it would end like this, why suffer alone? Wouldn’t it be better to die?”

“You think I don’t want to?!”

Luo Ya’s deep sorrow seemed to be touched, and she screamed.

“Father wanted me to restart the sacrificial altar and summon the sorceress, but what’s the use!”

“The sorceress is fake!”

“The Ancient Sect is fake!”

“Everything is fake!”

Zhao Huai looked at the once-princess, now like a madwoman, and couldn’t help but feel sympathetic.

Yin Nanyu glanced at the dusty altar, as if she thought of something, and her eyes sparkled like stars.

“The reason you failed is nothing more than the sorceress had already fallen. If it were Lord Crow Immortal, maybe the summoning would have succeeded.”

She floated up, came to the center of the sacrificial altar, and faced the ancient patterns of the sorceress on the dome while stretching out her jade-like hand.

“These offerings are best used now. It’s unexpected that going to the Cairo Capital would bring such a pleasant surprise.”

The cold magic power made the surrounding temperature drop several levels, and the ancient patterns of the sorceress were shattered by ice, replaced by a giant raven pattern.

“What are you trying to do?!”

Seeing this scene, Luo Ya’s pupils shrank, and she asked.

“She wants to summon Crow Immortal.”

Yu Qinghan crossed her arms, her waist straight, and said indifferently.

Zhao Huai raised his eyebrows and asked, “Madam, aren’t you going to stop her?”

Yu Qinghan shook her head, turned her head, and said, “If Crow Immortal really comes, the pressure on Western State will be greatly reduced. The pressure on the Primitive World is already great. Having a Crow Immortal to share the burden would be wonderful.”

“Whoosh!”

Yin Nanyu stood in the air like a divine angel, and the Yin and Yang Twins on her chest glowed intensely.

The ancient patterns engraved on the ground seemed to come alive, layers flickering like illuminated steps.

“How is this possible!”

Even Luo Ya couldn’t help but exclaim.

The ritual she had prepared had become a wedding dress for others.

“Using the souls of a million lives of the Shenluo Empire as a guide, summon Crow Immortal!”

With the ultimate ritual accompanying Yin Nanyu’s chant, as the prayers ended, the world began to change.

Thousands of clouds dispersed, and the space trembled.

“Boom!”

A dazzling divine pillar shot from the direction of the underground altar, pointing straight to the sky, and a towering figure with a raven’s head and a human’s body emerged in the sky.

“Was it successful?”

Zhao Huai uttered a soft sound of astonishment, revealing an incredulous expression.

The Yin and Yang Twins hung in the sky, the light pillar quickly dissipated, and disappeared into the Twins. The beads finally revealed a gap, and a shadow appeared amidst the remaining light, and from inside a very ethereal voice came:

“After a hundred years of planning, I finally stepped into this world first.”

The voice was young but carried an ancient charm, giving a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

Then, a young man walked out of the Yin and Yang Twins.

This young man was exceptionally enchanting and handsome, his facial features adorned with copper ink, leaving traces across his forehead and cheeks. His hands were clasped behind him, and there were black wings on his back. He exuded an air of dominating the world.

“Greetings to Lord Crow Immortal!”

Both the cultivators and soldiers guarding the ground from the Diluo Country and the slowly descending Yin Nanyu all knelt and shouted in unison.

Seeing this, Zhao Huai’s eyes narrowed.

“Has Crow Immortal really come?”

But how could it be? An ancient deity like Crow Immortal, once stepping into this world, would be repelled by the laws of the entire world, not allowing him to enter.

The enchanting young man had long white hair blowing in the wind, and his black wings spread out gracefully as he landed. He stood tall, his skin crystal-clear like jade, and his golden eyes shone brilliantly. There was no trace of cultivation on his body.

However, in his every move, there was an imposing air, as if a god who stood far above. He looked around at everyone present and finally fixed his gaze on Zhao Huai. He chuckled and said:

“I never expected that Yan Zu would have such descendants; it’s really amazing.”