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Chapter 913 - 755: The Super Mysterious Domain Core and the Fourth Stage of Cultivation with Twelve Realms [Subscription and Monthly Ticket Wanted]

Chapter 913: Chapter 755: The Super Mysterious Domain Core and the Fourth Stage of Cultivation with Twelve Realms [Subscription and Monthly Ticket Wanted]

(The previous screen was blocked; take a look tomorrow, I guess it can’t be fished out tonight!)

Amidst his thoughts, Wang Zijia didn’t immediately do anything.

Instead, he turned around and took another stroll through the garden, then wandered around the not-too-big-not-too-small oasis once more to make sure there weren’t any other special discoveries.

Half a day later, Wang Zijia came back to the pond.

The method of leaving this place seemed very simple.

However, as Wang Zijia gazed at the giant girl mother tree, he felt a slight urge to chop it down and see what would happen.

In the end, he still didn’t dare to court death.

If this place really was the Earth Immortal World’s birthing ground for troops created by Ling Jingzi in the past, it surely must be protected by strange powers.

Since even the mother tree had undergone a bizarre transformation, let alone the entire breeding ground turning into the Fallen Mortal Mysterious Realm, Wang Zijia didn’t think the protective power would just vanish without explanation.

For such an entity’s main base, even if there was only a one-ten-thousandth chance that the formidable old methods remained, Wang Zijia still wasn’t going to stubbornly test it out.

Even though the Southern Spirit Precipitation was severe and this place must have been severely affected, Wang Zijia still didn’t want to tempt fate and try it!

As thoughts raced through his mind, Wang Zijia tested the substance in the flower milk pond and after a moment of hesitation, he cautiously scooped up a little of the milky white liquid and carefully drank it down.

"Tsk tsk!"

He pursed his lips subconsciously; it seemed to taste quite good.

Upon entering his mouth, the milky white liquid was a blend of refreshing and creamy fragrances—it was delicious, rivaling some of the Jade Liquor found within his sect.

The next moment, Wang Zijia dived into his Sea of Consciousness, where under the golden light of the Balanced Scale, he waited cautiously.

With the birth of a weight, Wang Zijia actually felt a quiet sense of relief.

Weight: Polluted Emperor’s Flowing Pulp

Status: Infection in progress

Value degree: 80,000

Introduction: This flavorful imitation once had some transformative properties; sadly, it is now heavily polluted.

Lad, if you want to breed some weird and strange things to satisfy your unique palate, this is the best resource.

...

Looking at this item, Wang Zijia’s eyes actually brightened.

He decisively converted it, then exited the Dimension of Knowledge, but before Wang Zijia could do anything,

the moment he exited the space, he was enveloped by a force.

Clearly, drinking the Spiritual Liquid was indeed the mechanism to leave this place!

Wang Zijia wasn’t in a hurry; he glanced at the milky white pond in front of him, revealing a brilliant smile.

’Wait for me, I will come back!’

This stuff was indeed comparable to Jade Liquor for him!

Not even the bones on the battlefield were spared by him, so this place... once he conquered the Mysterious Realm, he would certainly dig three feet into the ground!

To completely wring it dry, not wasting a single drop!

...

The intense sensation of a spatial transition came once more, and this time, Wang Zijia felt a clear difference—he seemed to enter a real world.

When he regained his senses, he had once again changed worlds.

"Finally, I’ve come to the Spirit Essence World!"

"Yes, after so many trials at the Wuzhuang Temple, finally, to the Spirit Essence World, I hope I can encounter great fortunes as legends say."

"I heard that the guru of this place is a Human Race cultivator, will they accept us with hairy hides and armored shells?"

"You don’t know that, Ling Jingzi of the Wuzhuang Temple is a highly respected Daoist, adheres to education without discrimination, and will not judge you by your crude origin like those hypocritical bull-nosed priests."

"Right, right, I’ve heard that many demon kings of the Southern Spirit now revere Guru Ling Jingzi!"

"I also heard that once Guru Ling Jingzi took action, all the great demon kings voluntarily acknowledged him as their leader and unified the Southern Spirit!"

"..."

As Wang Zijia came back to himself, his ears picked up the noisy voices.

Looking around instinctively, Wang Zijia was startled within.

He seemed to be in a large square, surrounded by an assortment of strange-looking individuals.

Well, it would be more apt to say... monsters!

Some with horns on their heads;

Some with bodies like beasts;

Some resembling treants;

A bunch of weird, assorted types crowded in a large square, seemingly waiting for something.

Mostly, although they barely held human forms, at a glance one could tell they weren’t human—their nature being various mountain spirits and demons.

Their cultivation was damn high— the weakest were Crossing Tribulation, mostly Turbid Immortals and Earth Immortals.

However, that was as far as it went; there were no Celestial Immortals.

From these people’s interactions, it could be inferred that they had gone through some ordeal to seek the Dao and chance upon great opportunities.

Looking up around him,

the first thing he saw was a huge tree stump, resembling a mountain. On top of the tree trunk-which was already severed-were only some tree roots and a hollow.

And the stump showed no sign of life; it seemed to have completely died.

They were right now in a square in front of the stump, surrounded by dense crowds of mountain spirits and demons.

Looking into the distance, at the edge of the square were many classical Taoist temples, though the temples looked somewhat dilapidated.

"Wuzhuang Temple"

Seeing the plaque on the Taoist temple, Wang Zijia was taken aback.

Subconsciously, he looked back at the huge tree stump and then at the vast Taoist temple next to it, followed by a moment of silence.

Although he had some guesses before, seeing this thing, Wang Zijia still felt a considerable shock.

This was far more astonishing than any ancient relics of the Eight Immortals he had seen in the past!

So, was this being who tried to devour the South Spirit, merge with it to control it, and even control the Heavenly Dao of the Shen Hong Great Thousand World’s Group, really the inheritor of the person I had in mind?

Was this Shen Hong Realm really a Foreign World?

From the initial surprise of seeing Chinese characters to the various traces that followed, Wang Zijia became increasingly confused about his own transmigration.

"Dong!!!"

"Dong!!!"

"······"

The dull sound of a bell suddenly rang out, quieting the noisy square and interrupting Wang Zijia’s complex thoughts.

"Rumble!"

As the bell sounded, Wang Zijia saw that a short distance away, the massive doors of the enormous Taoist temple were slowly being pushed open by two Dao Consistency.

The noisy square went silent.

"By the Decree of the Master, Wuzhuang Temple begins its millennial lecture on Dao today."

"Wuzhuang Temple adheres to teaching without discrimination, whether clad in fur and scales or born from eggs and moisture, all are treated equally."

"Anyone who comes before our temple, irrespective of their origin, as long as they enter the temple, can listen to the Dao and each has their own fortune!"

Following the Taoist Boy’s words, everyone went quiet for a moment.

"Great Saint Ling Jingzi is kind and virtuous!"

"Thank you, Great Immortal Ling Jingzi!"

"······"

Immediately afterwards, a square full of mountain spirits and demons started complimenting and thanking him in a disorderly fashion, some appearing in strange and misshapen forms.

At this moment, Wang Zijia too was mingled in the crowd, roughly understanding the situation.

If there was no mistake, this should be the core area of the Mysterious Realm Group, and it seemed that this Mysterious Realm maintained the lectures and teachings of Ling Jingzi from the past?

A Mysterious Domain lecture on Dao?

Such Mysterious Realms were known to be either deadly dangerous or bring colossal fortunes!

"The hour has come, please enter the Taoist field," a Taoist Boy announced, and the diverse beings began to enter one after the other.

Wang Zijia knew nothing of this Mysterious Realm. Although his cultivation was no longer imprisoned, seeing the huddle of demon immortals and ghosts around him, he refrained from doing anything extraordinary and honestly followed the crowd into the Taoist temple.

While it was called a Taoist temple, inside it likely contained an exceptionally vast space.

Upon stepping in, Wang Zijia felt the world shift.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived on a massive Floating Island.

Before him lay a vast square, densely filled with Meditation Cushions.

In the center of the square stood a towering, illusory ancient tree that was so immense its canopy covered the entire island.

In front of the ancient tree, where the tree roots would be, floated a small Cloud Bed high above, visible to everyone in the square and clearly set as a podium.

All around the Floating Island, clouds drifted lazily, as if he were in an Immortal’s realm.

As Wang Zijia surveyed his surroundings, the mountain spirits and demons darted onto the square to fight for the core spots closest to the Cloud Bed and settled down.

The scene was momentarily chaotic, but thankfully, everyone was fairly restrained, and no conflicts arose.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia too flickered into motion, randomly picking a Meditation Cushion on the square to sit down.

He didn’t fight for the frontmost ones, nor did he choose those at the edge; rather, he selected a relatively inconspicuous spot in the middle.

There were numerous Meditation Cushions on the square, but even more attendees.

In a moment, the Cushions were all occupied, and the remaining people sat down casually around the perimeter.

A multitude of figures packed the area, the least of them at the Crossing Tribulation stage, creating an extremely spectacular scene.

It seemed chaotic, yet there was a sort of order, with most Earth Immortals and Turbid Immortals having seats on Cushions, while those Crossing Tribulation had to rely on luck.

Witnessing this, Wang Zijia couldn’t help but think that Ling Jingzi’s lecture in the South Spirit must have presented such a magnificent spectacle!

"The gathering of Myriads of Immortals" probably referred to this!

It seems the rumors he had heard before were true; Ling Jingzi was at least an entity that had condensed the Tao Fruit!

"Dong!"

At that moment, another bell rang out.

While scanning his surroundings, Wang Zijia was pulled back to the moment and then his pupils suddenly constricted.

He saw that, on the Cloud Bed, at some point, a youth had already taken a high seat amidst the clouds.

On either side of him stood a Taoist Boy of about eight or nine years old, the same ones who had opened the gates earlier.

This youth was none other than Ling Jingzi, whom Wang Zijia had seen before. He had been a Phantasm on the battlefield, and now he seemed to be as real as any person.

The Illusion Master of this Mysterious Domain was Ling Jingzi, a physical Ling Jingzi???

If he really was the Taiyi Grandmaster himself turned into the Illusion Master, what was even the point of breaking this Mystic’s disguise!

In the Shen Hong cultivation system, there are twelve realms divided into four broad stages.

Three realms of the Perfected: Child, Sacrificial Wine, Perfected;

Three realms of the Immortals: Infant God, Primordial Spirit, Crossing Tribulation;

Three realms of the Immortals: Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Profound Immortal;

Three realms of the Sages: golden immortal, Taiyi, Daluo.

In ancient times it was one thing, but in the Shen Hong of the Sixth Era, the three realms of the Immortals are known as the Upper Three Realms, with the Earth Immortal as the Immortal Venerate, the Exalted One!