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Chapter 920 - 760: One Year [Please Subscribe, Seeking Monthly Ticket]

Chapter 920: Chapter 760: One Year [Please Subscribe, Seeking Monthly Ticket]

"Are you locals of the Zhenyuan Domain, or from other Immortal Domains?" Wang Zijia thus opened his mouth to ask.

"To answer the Immortal Venerate, we juniors are indeed cultivators native to the Zhenyuan Domain," one of the people, clearly a significant figure within the Zhenyuan Domain’s Turbid Immortals, respectfully replied.

Wang Zijia was not surprised, or rather he had anticipated such an answer before he even spoke. He nodded and continued, "Then, has your Zhenyuan also been afflicted by a Demon Tide?"

The Turbid Immortal was taken aback for a moment before responding, "To answer senior, our Zhenyuan Domain indeed suffered a Sinful Disaster, but it was due to the Blood Rain pollution spreading across the realm, causing demons and fierce beasts to overrun the land and Mysterious Domains to emerge rampantly, not because of this place."

"This place we have been in contact with for many years, and thanks to the Demon Suppression Domain, we have maintained exploration and vigilance. The kind of Wicked Ghosts that ravage the Demon Suppression Domain have not had the opportunity to arise in our domain."

"Is that so?" Wang Zijia realized with a nod. It seemed that threats like the Black Mud Mother Nest would indeed not likely cause a world-ending calamity without the chance to initiate and with a Great Cultivator defending.

Wang Zijia pondered for a moment then asked, "Then, do you have any thoughts of joining our Sect?"

The Turbid Immortal paused again, then cautiously said, "May I ask the esteemed senior’s name? Which domain or palace do you belong to?"

"I am Wang Zijia, the Alliance Leader of the Spirit Suppressing Realm’s Zhenling Immortal Alliance, and a member of the direct lineage of the Taiching Palace," Wang Zijia introduced himself thusly and then looked at the Turbid Immortal, saying:

"How about that, is this status satisfactory for your respects? Moreover, your Zhenyuan is also considered part of the South Spirit lineage, so it’s only natural for our two domains to unite..."

At these words, the Turbid Immortal was shocked for a moment before replying, "So it is the Immortal Venerate from the Taiching Palace, my junior has been rude!"

Wang Zijia didn’t mind these formalities and waved his hand, saying, "What do you say? Would you like to join the Immortal Alliance? If you join, we’ll be the Southern Spirit Immortal Alliance."

The Turbid Immortal replied, "I am afraid I must disappoint the senior, as I cannot speak for Zhenyuan. As for the Sect I belong to, it also agreed to become affiliated with the Yuqing Palace some time ago."

"Hmm? Isn’t Yuqing busy consolidating second-rate and third-rate Immortal Sects in the Central Immortal Domain? How can they have the time to come to the remote lands of the South Spirit...?" Wang Zijia’s subconscious words trailed off as he suddenly remembered something. He immediately turned his head to Ding Haiping and asked, "How long have we been in here?"

Ding Haiping answered, "Because of encountering various Mysterious Domains and the extent of mysterious influence, I am not entirely clear on the specifics. However, it should be about a year!"

Wang Zijia had an epiphany. So that’s how long the lecture was!

Shaking his head, he glanced again at the Turbid Immortal and the people of Zhenyuan Domain without any further intent to entangle with them. Given his current status, merely inquiring into their affiliation was already a whim, and he was not so eager as to plead with them to join his Sect.

"Since that is the case, let’s part ways here!"

"We respectfully see off the Immortal Venerate!"

"We respectfully see off the Exalted Immortal!"

"..."

The people of Zhenyuan Domain immediately bid their farewells.

Wang Zijia nodded and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding immortals transformed into book pages, which he gathered into his sleeve.

Just as he was ready to step away and vanish from the spot, his movement abruptly halted. He said, "Oh right, you should leave this place quickly too, and don’t return in the future. I will seal this place off later."

Even though this place seems useless now, it’s related to his swallowing up of South Spirit, and it will certainly be useful in the future.

Hence, Wang Zijia naturally would not leave it unattended.

The people of Zhenyuan Domain were initially taken aback, then immediately replied, "We shall obey the decree!"

For them, if the Mysterious Realm Group of value had already been extinguished, this site was but an empty space connecting the Three Domains, void of even desolate land, making it exceedingly difficult to develop.

The only significant use might be to construct a high-speed passage to the Spirit Suppressing Realm, which of course, was not worth offending Wang Zijia, the powerful Celestial Immortal.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia said no more. He took a step and vanished from the place.

The cultivators of Zhenyuan Domain looked at each other and also began to depart.

...

At the entrance to the giant tree space, in the crystalized and fragmented space of the crumbling Desolate Void Relic, Li Shenghui was seated in the void like a sculpture in deep Tranquility.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

Wang Zijia’s figure appeared before his eyes, followed by a dozen or so Immortal Venerates materializing alongside Wang Zijia.

Seeing this, Li Shenghui quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you guys didn’t come out or send some message, I was about to go in myself!" Li Shenghui said, looking at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui, not engaging with his comment but instead asked, "How long were we inside?"

"Over thirteen months, almost fourteen months now," Li Shenghui replied.

Wang Zijia nodded and asked again, "All is well with the Alliance, right?"

Li Shenghui shook his head and said, "You will have to inquire about that yourself. I’ve been responsible for defending this place and haven’t had much contact with the outside world."

"I only know that about a year ago, when people from the Taiching Palace visited, Ice Frost contacted me. After finding out that you couldn’t be reached for the time being, he received Taiching’s representatives. After the disciples from Taiching Palace left, Ice Frost hasn’t contacted me since!"

"Considering that the framework of the Alliance has been set up, everything should be proceeding smoothly!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia also relaxed. With no major issues, it seemed all was going well.

"Let’s go. It’s time to return," said Wang Zijia.

"Should we call disciples to guard this place?" Li Shenghui asked.

The location that had eluded even over a dozen Immortal Venerates after a year of exploration was certainly no ordinary place.

Wang Zijia shook his head and casually tossed down a book page, saying, "I will seal this place. Let’s go!"

As Wang Zijia spoke, everyone vanished from the space simultaneously.

The book page that was left behind exploded, turning into dense runes that sealed off the entire giant tree space.

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Wang Zijia and his party didn’t directly travel through the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge or cross through space to return.

Instead, they left through the same entrance they had originally come from.

Then, a group of about a dozen people turned into colorful divine rainbows and flew from the south to the north toward the inland.

Since the leading Wang Zijia had done so, the seventeen Immortal Venerates behind him naturally followed obediently.

The group didn’t try to hide their movements, though they also did not stir up any major commotion. Still, the dozen or so divine rainbows of the Immortal Venerates were considered a spectacle in the Spirit Suppressing Realm.

As Wang Zijia flew across the Spirit Suppressing Realm, through his golden pupils, he could clearly see below the grand formation of hundreds of veins converging on the Earth.

Cities large and small, like nodes on the meridian of the world, were suppressing various places.

This caused the veins that were scattered throughout the entire Spirit Suppressing Realm to continuously converge upward, gather at the Mansion City, and ultimately meet at the original location of the Wanyu Sect.

In this process, countless mortal fireworks, belief systems, and fortunes were also converging. An invisible azure dragon was already slowly forming on the Earth’s surface.

If this continued, it wouldn’t take more than a few hundred years for the Spirit Suppressing Realm to possess a truly substantial foundation for an immortal sect.

And different from the chaos of a year ago, after one year’s time, the Martial Arts Pavilion should have already been initially established.

Humans are a highly adaptable species. With a backbone in place, many things have completely changed.

A year ago, when Wang Zijia and the others went out, the entire Earth was filled with a sense of tragic determination, disasters were happening everywhere, and many villages had to be relocated into cities, leading to numerous households being broken and people perishing.

Under such turmoil, countless mortals in the cities were all in panic, unable to see out the day, as if the sky was going to collapse the next day.

The whole Spirit Suppressing Realm was pervaded with a negative mood.

However, with the establishment of the Martial Arts Pavilion, top-level martial arts were distributed to all, and everyone started practicing martial arts.

Even those with the poorest talent could become Innate with a mere hundred Contribution Points and even have a certain degree of borrowing power.

Under this series of policies from the Immortal Alliance, not only did the entire Spirit Suppressing Realm quickly stabilize, but it also rapidly became bustling.

Groups of adventurers and hunting teams were constantly being formed. They searched for natural treasures and hunted various Wicked Ghosts to obtain Contribution Points with ceremonial corpses.

Now, one year later, although Wang Zijia could still see that the overall progress of clearing the wilderness was less than one-tenth, and occasionally there were small beast tides in some places.

If this bustling activity continued, with the improvement of the martial artists’ cultivation and enough Contribution Points to transform their Spiritual Roots and become monks, then this progress would gradually accelerate.

The Sinful Disaster of the entire Spirit Suppressing Realm, in this situation, was actually unlikely to explode into a very large-scale Demon Tide. Its eradication was just a matter of time.

"Things have been handled quite well." While flying, after seeing the general situation of the Spirit Suppressing Realm, Wang Zijia let out the breath he had been holding and said with a slight smile.

"It’s all thanks to the Alliance Leader’s establishment of the Martial Arts Pavilion. Otherwise, how could there be such a change in one year, we might already be in a situation where Demon Tides raged everywhere!" Ding Haiping also said with emotion.

Wang Zijia didn’t say much more and quickly flew towards the Sect’s headquarters while checking on the livelihood of people on the Earth below.

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Wanyu Sect, now, should probably be called the Spirit Suppressing Sect, or the Charm Spirit Palace.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

As two melodious bell tones sounded, they immediately spread throughout the entire Sect.

The Outer Sect’s vast network of areas had already expanded two or three times, and in the midst of the many meticulously planned branches, numerous God Monarchs, feeling the call, soared into the sky and flew towards the core Seventeen Peaks.

About two to three years had passed since Wang Zijia returned from the East Wilderness to the Spirit Suppressing Realm. These two to three years saw the Spirit Suppressing Realm changing rapidly day by day.

Just mentioning the total number of God Monarchs, there are now nearly twenty thousand, with over a hundred who have Crossed Tribulation. Naturally, this was closely related to the insights Wang Zijia had previously imparted.

It was a collection of talent from the whole domain that had barely created a force comparable to second-tier factions in the Central Immortal Domain.

Such a foundation in the Central Immortal Domain was not too shameful.

As the bell tolled, when the many God Monarchs assembled on the main Square of Wanyu Peak, after waiting for about seven minutes.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Nearly twenty divine rainbows cut through the sky and eventually came to a halt above Wanyu Peak.

The youth leading them had a Dao Wheel Golden Light suspended above his head, white hair draped over his shoulders, and a face so perfect it would make one lose their senses just by looking, with every inch of his body exuding an air of banished immortality.