Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 601 - 510 Spirit Realm Cultivator Zouhua Cave_1

Chapter 601: 510 Spirit Realm Cultivator Zouhua Cave_1

Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, Qianyang Realm, Spirt Control Sect.

The doors to a practice room opened, and Shen Long walked out, having concocted a batch of fifth-grade elixirs, with as many as a hundred Seven-Treasure Glaze Pills.

With so many Seven-Treasure Glaze Pills, the Spirt Control Sect would not suffer a gap in its ranks, ensuring a steady emergence of Soul Transformation Cultivators. Shen Long could now ascend to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot with peace of mind.

He stepped out to find Shen Hai seated in a stone pavilion, savoring tea.

Shen Long took out a red Messaging Plate, imbued a spell into it, and said, "Changfeng, come to Golden Roc Peak. Your master has something to tell you."

"Yes, Master."

Su Changfeng readily agreed.

Shen Long put away the Messaging Plate and sat down in the stone pavilion, while Shen Hai brewed tea once again.

It wasn’t long before Su Changfeng arrived. He was currently at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, and his Life-Bound Spirit Insect was the Purple Crystal Sky Scorpion, which he had cultivated to the fourth rank, achieving a Purity of Bloodline of four.

Many fourth-rank Demon Insects only had a Purity of Bloodline of three, and Su Changfeng was quite proud, believing it was the result of his dedicated cultivation, unaware that the continuous improvement of his Purple Crystal Sky Scorpion’s bloodline was due to the Myriad Beasts Tower.

"Disciple pays respect to Master."

Su Changfeng bowed deeply, a respectful expression on his face.

His master was recognized as the number one expert in the Qianyang Realm, renowned across over a dozen realms.

"I am planning to ascend to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot. From now on, your path is yours to walk alone; these resources are for you! They will be of use, and there’s also a Seven-Treasure Glaze Pill for you."

Shen Long took out a green Storage Bracelet and handed it to Su Changfeng.

"Thank you, Master. I have no way to repay your great kindness," Su Changfeng said.

Su Changfeng received the Storage Bracelet with both hands, visibly moved.

"Do you have any confusion in cultivation or alchemy?" Shen Long asked.

Su Changfeng asked several questions, and Shen Long answered them attentively.

"So that’s why there was a problem. Thank you, Master, for enlightening me," Su Changfeng said gratefully.

"A master’s duty is to impart knowledge, provide education, and resolve doubts. This is what I should do. Whether you can cultivate to the Divinity Transformation Stage is up to you. Oh, and contact Master Nephew Lin. I plan to preach tomorrow. All disciples of our sect may attend."

Shen Long instructed.

Before ascending to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot, he wanted to give a sermon to the Spirt Control Sect disciples, as a major benefit.

"Yes, Master."

Su Changfeng accepted the order.

After over an hour of conversation, Su Changfeng took his leave.

No sooner had Su Changfeng left than Han Feng arrived.

"Taoist Friend Shen, here is the Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure you asked for!"

Han Feng took out a red Storage Bracelet and handed it to Shen Long.

He had upgraded the Zyphyxial Blade to a low-grade Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure and had also created a defensive Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure and an offensive one.

Shen Long would not take all the Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasures with him; he would leave a few behind as treasures to protect the sect, ensuring the prosperity of the Spirt Control Sect for a thousand years.

"Thank you, Taoist Friend Han. Fairy Chu is holding a Divinity Transformation Celebration—would you like to go and share a cup of wine?"

Shen Long asked.

"No, I have urgent matters to attend to, and I plan to return to the Qingmei Realm. I’ll set off again after some time," Han Feng declined.

"Very well! In a few days, I’ll be leaving for Sun Moon Palace, and then I can send you back to the Qingmei Realm," Shen Long said.

After chatting for a quarter of an hour, Han Feng bade farewell and left.

The next day, bright and early, a large number of Spirt Control Sect disciples gathered on the mountain near Golden Roc Peak, from Qi Refinement to Nascent Soul, all with excited expressions.

"Uncle Shen is invited to take the stage," Lin Sen called out loudly.

Dots of red light shone in the void, suddenly coalescing into the form of Shen Long.

"Greetings to Uncle Shen (Master Shen)," the disciples bowed and greeted in unison.

"Among you are those newly sworn into the Spirt Control Sect and those who are seasoned disciples. Today, I will preach, and how much you gain will depend on your own abilities."

Shen Long began to speak.

All the disciples responded in unison, their expressions solemn.

Shen Long descended into the Golden Roc Garden and began to expound his teachings, his voice not loud, but spreading throughout much of Spirt Control City.

The disciples within Spirt Control City all came to listen, concentrating intently, afraid of missing even a few words.

When Shen Long spoke of his cultivation journey, he naturally did not divulge any secrets.

Three days later, Shen Long ceased his lecture.

He flew into midair, looking around, and saw that some disciples had fallen into a state of sudden enlightenment; some had resolved their bottlenecks and advanced a minor realm.

"The lecture has ended, go about your duties!"

Shen Long instructed.

The disciples acknowledged and dispersed one after another.

Shen Long took Su Changfeng and other disciples, and left Spirt Control City with Han Feng.

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All-Thunder Ruins are located in the southwest of Jinxu Realm, a land where thunder and lightning intermingle.

Deep in the All-Thunder Ruins, a vast plain stretched out where Lei Ting and six others walked slowly, their faces full of caution.

A thick silver light barrier enveloped the seven of them, while Wu Hao held a bead emanating green light in his hand.

Broad silver lightning bolts struck down, hitting the silver barrier, and disappeared without a trace, as if sinking into the ocean.

The deeper they ventured into the All-Thunder Ruins, the larger the silver lightning bolts became, and the light of the silver barrier began to dim.

"There’s a moving spatial rift ahead, let’s quickly move to the left,"

Wu Hao said with urgency in his voice.

They hurriedly shifted to the left, while specks of yellow light emerged in the void, forming into huge yellow boulders hundreds of feet in size, floating midair.

Some of the yellow boulders suddenly split in half, neatly severed.

Looking closely, a faintly visible crack moved slowly; when the boulders encountered the crack, they automatically divided.

"Be careful,"

Lei Ting cautioned.

Jinxu Realm was adjacent to Thunderclap Realm. The known spatial nodes leading to Jinxu Realm had been destroyed by an unidentified cultivator, causing them to spend time finding new spatial nodes to reach Jinxu Realm.

On the way here, the power of the thunder and lightning that struck down grew stronger, but thankfully, the silver barrier absorbed the power of thunder and lightning.

Half a day later, they stopped walking; not far ahead was a steep peak covered in lush vegetation, with a cave of several dozen feet at its base.

The area around the peak was a whirl of electricity and booming thunder, in stark contrast to the Sea of Thunder, as if surrounding it.

"We’re almost there,"

Lei Ting said, excited, the silver beads in his hand dimming and showing several fine cracks.

"The Lightning-Dissipating Bead can’t hold out any longer, use other defense artifacts!"

Wu Hao suggested.

Lei Ting nodded, took out a shimmering yellow talisman and crushed it, releasing countless profound yellow runes that surged forth and formed a thick yellow barrier around the seven of them.

They walked towards the peak, with large silver lightning columns striking down upon the silver barrier.

There was a rumbling sound, and their figures were engulfed in silver lightning.

Before long, they arrived at the entrance of the cave, with no more silver lightning striking down.

"Haha, we’ve finally arrived. I have prepared a fifth-grade formation breaking charm. Together with the seven of us, we’ll surely be able to break the formation,"

Lei Ting laughed heartily, his face full of confidence as the seven entered the cave.

After a while, a deafening explosion came from within the cave, the earth shook, and faint screams could be heard.

"No good, possession... kill... no..."

A disjointed chorus of male and female voices echoed from the cave.

Before long, the cave returned to silence.

Lei Ting walked out, his expression indifferent.

"Finally, someone came looking for treasures. I will need some time to reach the Middle Stage of Divinity Transformation. Once I return to the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot, I will settle accounts with you,"

Lei Ting whispered to himself, his face full of killing intent.

From his words, it was clear he came from the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot, having possessed Lei Ting.