Chapter 1336: Revival of the Immortal Realm
Chapter 1336: Revival of the Immortal Realm
After the initial shock passed, everyone remembered the urgent matter at hand and hurried to search for traces of Old Devil Ye.
But the inner palace of Ziwei Palace had descended completely into chaos. Phenomena appeared everywhere.
"This could not have been Old Devil Ye’s doing! In recent years, Ziwei Palace had repeatedly emerged ahead of schedule. It was clearly the brewing process of some great transformation. Now it seems the truth will finally be revealed today. However, I'm afraid it will not unfold as we previously expected, with Ziwei Palace fully opening. Rather, an even greater upheaval is coming!"
The Feathered King possessed the eldest seniority, having risen to fame long before Devil Lord Tongyou and Daoist Master Zhenyi.
He stared into the inner palace, gazing upon that familiar yet strangely unfamiliar celestial palace.
His Feathered King Palace had been passed down through generations. Every generation’s Feathered Demon King had ruled Heavenly Demon Hill. In the past, whenever one entered the celestial array of Ziwei Palace, they had relied upon the inherited treasure of Feathered King Palace, and thus had never once been absent.
Among everyone present, there was likely no one who knew more secrets than he did. Even so, he could not help but marvel. So many secrets had still been hidden within Ziwei Palace!
Many places had already been explored countless times and had always seemed utterly ordinary. Only now did they realize that was not the case. Their cultivation and understanding had simply been too shallow, and what they had seen before had only been the surface.
The current Ziwei Palace had surpassed everyone’s understanding. A fairyland never before seen. Ancient barriers of unimaginable power. Tempting celestial herbs and ancient treasures.
Even the heavenly mountain, once believed to be the core sacred ground, no longer seemed especially prominent among the countless hidden realms.
"Old Devil Ye had laid plans for centuries, choosing this very moment to strike, and even released a devilish monster of unknown origin. It seems he had long known that Ziwei Palace would undergo such a transformation." Zhenyi glanced around.
At this point, no one’s mind remained focused on Old Devil Ye. No one knew whether the upheaval within Ziwei Palace would bring fortune or disaster.
But to everyone present, this was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. Take the ancient herb garden for example. Before, one might have endured countless hardships and still failed to find even a single celestial herb. Now, spiritual light flashed everywhere. As long as one had the ability to withstand the barriers within the herb garden, celestial treasures could be taken by hand.
Daoist Master Zhenyi sighed inwardly. How can I not be tempted as well?
Several top experts exchanged voice transmissions and discussed briefly.
Then Canghong declared loudly, "Trying to find Old Devil Ye now is no different from searching for a needle in the sea. Let us split up for now. If anyone discovers his whereabouts, immediately send a signal. Do not let the gains before your eyes cloud your judgment. Think of what Old Devil Ye has done. If this devil is not eliminated quickly, Beichen Realm will never know peace again!"
Everyone had already been eager to act. At his words, they all responded in agreement, then impatiently flew deeper into the inner hall.
Some invited Qin Sang to join forces in treasure hunting. Qin Sang politely declined. After fixing his eyes on a gap in the sea of clouds, he rode his evasion light through it and entered the inner palace.
Within Ziwei Palace, five-colored auspicious clouds floated in clusters, and palaces stretched endlessly, truly resembling a celestial realm.
His gaze swept across the surroundings. After the others had departed, he avoided prying eyes and landed on a fragment of floating land. A flash came from the Corpse Puppet Pouch at his waist, and Bai flew out.
Upon seeing the strange phenomena within Ziwei Palace, Bai’s eyes flickered. After pondering briefly, he turned to Qin Sang and said, "Go at once and subdue the Southern Sun Fire. Delay invites change. I’ll remain outside and wait for your senior sister. I’ll also look around. If I learn anything, I’ll send word."
That was precisely what Qin Sang intended.
What lay before them had completely exceeded expectations. No one could predict what final transformation awaited Ziwei Palace. What if this was merely its final brilliance before destruction?
If he missed this chance, there might never be another.
Qin Sang felt fortunate that his years of hard work had not been wasted. He had successfully refined his astra, though he still had less than a thirty percent chance of subduing the Southern Sun Fire.
"Brother Bai, be careful. I should not be gone long," Qin Sang said.
Subduing spiritual fire was simple in principle. Either it would succeed, or it would fail. One attempt would decide everything.
He left the Devil-Binding Chain with Bai and departed carrying only the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet.
This time entering Ziwei Palace felt entirely different from the previous two visits.
Places that had once been utterly safe were now overlaid with emerging hidden realms. Ancient barriers appeared layer upon layer, flickering in and out of sight, filled with unknown dangers. No one dared fly recklessly as before.
Qin Sang summoned the ebony sword, transformed into sword light, and sped forward. But when he reached the edge of the inner palace, he descended to the ground.
He looked toward the sword-scarred mountain in the distance. After surveying the area for a moment, his gaze repeatedly swept back and forth in search of a safe route. Finally, he chose the path with the fewest strange phenomena and immediately set off without hesitation.
The closer he came to the hidden realms within Ziwei Palace, the more shaken he became.
He sincerely longed for the grandeur of the ancient immortal cultivation world!
Modern cultivators were like frogs at the bottom of a well. Without witnessing it firsthand, no one could imagine such magnificent wonders existed in this world. Even the shattered remnants of Ziwei Palace’s hidden realms remained peerless.
Qin Sang became utterly absorbed in those ancient barriers he had never seen before. There was nothing embarrassing about it. He could understand almost none of it. It lay entirely beyond his abilities.
That only made him more worried.
The sword-scarred mountain had clearly been affected as well. Previously, its illusion array had lain dormant, allowing him and Wandering Man to pass through it while still at the Foundation Building Realm and find the pill chamber where the Southern Sun Fire was located.
But after this upheaval, even with his current cultivation, he had little confidence in breaking through the illusion array. If forced, he could only ask Bai for help.
The good news was that the ancient sword qi that had endured eternally upon the mountain had erupted as well, seemingly throwing the illusion array into disorder.
Qin Sang never slowed down. After rushing forward for some time, he drew near the ancient herb garden.
He noticed that most cultivators were heading there, including the Feathered King and Lu Boyuan. More people were going there than to the heavenly mountain.
The reason was simple. The ancient herb garden had undergone the greatest transformation. Supreme spiritual herbs hidden deep within had revealed themselves one after another, their locations easy to identify. Whoever arrived first claimed them. Compared to searching other hidden realms for ancient treasures, this was far simpler.
Lu Boyun had spent years traveling everywhere to heal the Cold Lizard, so naturally he would never miss such a rare opportunity. He had been the one who invited Qin Sang to travel together earlier.
Qin Sang looked toward the ancient herb garden. He was naturally very tempted as well.
Peerless celestial herbs were unique treasures. Obtaining even one would be a heaven-sent blessing, with effects beyond imagination. Especially the Hanging Garden Palace at the very center of the ancient herb garden.
Before facing his tribulation, Wandering Man had explained in great detail to Qin Sang the origins and secrets of Hanging Garden Palace. It could nurture a sentient Pure Blessing Bamboo. One could easily imagine that it was the most vital sacred ground within the herb garden.
Yet after weighing everything, Qin Sang decided that the Southern Sun Fire was more important to him. With great reluctance, he withdrew his gaze.
He arrived before an empty clearing.
There were no strange phenomena there. He was just about to cross it when he suddenly sensed something wrong. His expression shifted slightly, and he hurriedly stopped at the edge.
In the next instant, bubbling sounds rose from the center of the clearing. A spring burst forth. Water gushed endlessly from within, quickly gathering into a small pool.
Qin Sang swept his eyes across the area and realized the terrain here dipped lower than the surroundings. It had originally been a small lake that had later dried up. Now, before his eyes, it was reviving.
"The transformation of Ziwei Palace is still continuing!" Qin Sang murmured, feeling an even greater urgency.
In the blink of an eye, a crescent-shaped lake appeared before him.
The surrounding scenery revived alongside it. Purple bamboo shoots broke through the earth and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly becoming a grove of bamboo. A gentle breeze swept through, stirring the leaves into a soft rustling sound, filling the place with profound serenity.