Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World
Chapter 508 - 264: Demon Ancestor’s Blessing, The Authentic Tianhe_2

Chapter 508: Chapter 264: Demon Ancestor’s Blessing, The Authentic Tianhe_2

"I also just saw it..."

Xie Qingxue felt somewhat embarrassed.

Just now, there was no news from the Jiushan Sect’s direction, and Xie Qingxue secretly took out the Comprehensive Records, trying to find some news in the forum.

But those disciples received the news late and didn’t post immediately. By the time she saw the post and shouted out, Mingde Master was already risking his life.

Mingde Master shook his head, reasoning that it was not her fault.

The Qingyun above his head turned, and in a moment, the previously messy clothes were neat, and the fluttering hair also settled down.

He resumed his previous dignified and serious appearance.

The seven looked at each other, and suddenly laughed.

Mingde Master smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this Seven Dragon Hanhai Formation is a tradition from ancient times, quite mystical. Now that we have encountered it, we must study it thoroughly."

Cheng Kong Master and the others nodded with a smile.

When they looked at the sea bottom where no light from the sky penetrated, some leisurely sentiments arose in their hearts. The seven talked as they walked, their expressions eased as if they were on an outing, and eventually, they even began to evaluate the power and limitations of the formation.

Xie Qingxue even reached out, cut off a bunch of splendid red coral, seemingly planning to take it back for admiration, leisurely and carefree, totally lacking the urgency from before.

They indeed were not in a rush, this Seven Dragon Hanhai Formation had little offensive capability.

The Netherworld Immortal couldn’t escape anyhow!

With this incident in Jiushan Sect, the formation now trapped...

It was the Netherworld Immortal who arranged the formation.

The seven walked on, loudly discussing the affairs of the Jiushan Sect, afraid that the Netherworld Immortal didn’t hear this good news.

"What do you think Qin Mu is waiting for?"

"... I don’t know."

Cheng Kong Master contemplated the matter, feeling quite sad for Qin Mu, unable to leave, and always found no matter where he hid...

"It’s the Jiushan Sect again!" Suddenly, the voice of the Netherworld Immortal came from the formation, "Heaven doesn’t help me!"

Surrounding sea waves surged, the seven light pillars turned dim, and the bronze pillars within the light vibrated and shattered into a cloud of dust.

The sea connecting to the sky slowly receded, and long-lost sunlight fell from above them.

The sea became particularly calm, no longer holding those chaotic spiritual energies.

"The formation is broken..."

Mingde Master, stunned, suddenly said.

Cheng Kong Master nodded, looking towards the sun above, not bothering to search for traces of the Netherworld Immortal.

No need to search, with the formation broken, the Netherworld Immortal was dead.

"Suicide... heh." Mingde Master suddenly chuckled lightly, "This disciple of mine was always perseverant. My Supreme Dao had driven him to a corner before, but he... never gave up."

"It was inevitable." Yaochi’s God Transformation said gently, shaking her head, "The Seven Dragon Hanhai Formation is such that one cannot leave unless dead."

Cheng Kong Master, however, was thinking of another matter—

Having been overpowered by Zheng Fa so many times, it’s hard not to commit suicide, right?

But he didn’t speak, just looking at Mingde Master, who was gazing at the sea area, pursing his lips, looking distracted.

After a moment, he dispassionately sighed: "Well, this evil disciple is dead, and now I have also cleansed my house..."

After saying this, he didn’t seem to know what else to say, just flying alone towards the shore.

The six exchanged glances, also silent, then left together from this sea area.

After a while, two figures slowly appeared, exactly Chen Ting and his senior sister.

It appeared they had been standing aside all along, yet none of the seven god-transformers from Mingde’s camp had noticed them!

Chen Ting stood aside, watching his senior sister take out a talisman from her bosom.

This talisman was completely black, like a piece of dark cloth, and its runes were extremely complex. Just a glance and it made his head spin.

"This is..."

"Nine Nether Talisman."

His senior sister nodded lightly, her face also serious. She quietly chanted a few spells, and the talisman lit up, or rather, the runes on it emitted a bright black light, making the sea water below them darken.

In the water, a spectral silhouette of a soul slowly appeared.

It was the Netherworld Immortal.

His eyes initially a bit bewildered, he looked around, and when he saw the familiar ocean and the two people in front of him, his gaze suddenly turned wary.

"Who are you?"

Chen Ting remained silent, his senior sister respectfully addressed:

"Under the Jiuyou Sect, Shi Linglong, Chen Ting, we greet the Master."

The Netherworld Immortal’s gaze turned colder, looking at Shi Linglong, and narrowing his eyes, he said, "Shi Linglong? A yin corpse, right!

"Nine Yin Body, a yin corpse turned dao, Nascent Soul cultivation, quite a figure."

Shi Linglong’s expression remained unchanged, seemingly not flustered by having her true identity discovered, merely smiling: "Master has good eyesight."

"Did you secretly help the Immortal Sect? To kill our Holy Sect’s god-transformers?"

Qin Mu appeared quite impatient, frowning, clearly holding a grudge against the fate of those four Demon Race god-transformers.

Shi Linglong gave a bitter laugh, saying, "With our strength, how dare we involve ourselves in matters of god-transformation?"

Qin Mu nodded, neither believing nor disbelieving, then asked again: "Then why are you two blocking my return to the sea of blood?"

Shi Linglong smiled and said: "Master, would you rather die or live?"

Qin Mu stared at Shi Linglong, his face cold, seemingly unprepared, and Shi Linglong lowered her head saying, "It was impolite of me, Master. Do you recognize this Nine Nether Talisman? This item can allow the Master to return to life without needing to return to the sea of blood."

"Do you want me to join the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor?"

"Would the Master prefer to perish completely?"

"I’ll return to the sea of blood; a day of resurrection will come for me!"

"... Master, don’t deceive me. The Great Freedom Demon Sect, do they even have half a god-transformer remaining? Even the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor himself struggles to descend, how can he have the strength to resurrect you?"

"..."

"And moreover, even if the Demon Ancestor could resurrect you, as an outsider and a junior in the Demon Sect, when would you get resurrected? Even if resurrected, wouldn’t it also be a waste of years, with scarcely any chance left for achieving dao?"