Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

He neither questioned nor tried.

He simply held his fingers together like a sword and casually slashed downwards.

Five fine, chaotic sword threads grazed the necks of the five witch clan cultivators.

The five men froze, their eyes dimmed instantly, and their heads rolled off. Before the blood could even spurt out, they were reduced to nothingness by the annihilating intent contained within the sword threads.

It was decisive and efficient, without any hesitation or delay.

He had no pity for these alien races who dared to attack and kill Qingxuan Sect disciples and plunder the sect's resources.

With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle force lifted the three injured disciples, simultaneously releasing three healing pills.

"Thank you so much, Elder Fu, for saving our lives!" The three disciples were moved to tears and quickly swallowed the pills.

"What happened? Why are you being hunted down by the Witch Clan here?" Fu Shaoping asked.

The resolute-faced disciple, named Sun Yi, respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Elder, the three of us were ordered to go to the 'Miasma Rain Forest' on the southern border to collect several antidote herbs urgently needed by the sect. We accidentally discovered a thousand-year-old blood toad venom that was about to mature, but we were discovered by these witch clans while picking it, and they chased us all the way here..."

Fu Shaoping nodded. In the Era of Return to Nothingness, all kinds of resource points have become the focus of competition. He scanned the three people with his divine sense and confirmed that although their injuries were serious, their lives were not in danger.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer. I will send you back to your sect first."

He summoned the Sun Chasing Boat, took the three of them, and transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the Qingxuan Sect.

On the boat, Sun Yi hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Elder Fu, when I was being chased in the Miasma Rain Forest, I vaguely heard the Wu Clan mention that they seemed to be searching for some kind of 'Ancestral God Altar,' saying that as long as they found the altar, they could awaken the sleeping Ancestral God and lead the Wu Clan to rise again in the Era of Return to Nothingness..."

Ancestral God Altar? Awakening the Ancestral God?
Fu Shaoping's gaze narrowed slightly. The Southern Wilderness Witch Clan has a long history, and legend has it that their ancestral god was a powerful being comparable to a true immortal in ancient times. If they were to find and awaken him, it would have a tremendous impact on the entire cultivation world.

"I am aware of this matter and will report it to the sect upon my return," Fu Shaoping said in a deep voice. It seems that the Southern Wilderness also requires close attention.

He safely escorted Sun Yi and the other two back to the sect and informed them of the Witch Clan's search for the Ancestral God Altar, causing another stir among the sect's higher-ups.

After dealing with these trivial matters, Fu Shaoping returned to Luoxia Peak. He did not immediately begin his next seclusion or operation, but instead stood quietly on the summit, overlooking the sect's mountains and rivers.

Having achieved the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, obtained the complete inheritance of the Star Pavilion, and refined fragments of the starry sky... his strength and foundation have undergone a qualitative leap.

But the waves of the Guixu Era are growing ever more turbulent. The covetousness of the Chunyang Palace, the unusual movements of the Wu Clan, and even the ever-growing Guixu tides... all foreshadow an even greater storm brewing.

"Strength... I need even greater strength!" He clenched his fist, his eyes gleaming with determination.

His consciousness sank into his dantian, where the star core resonated with the Chaos Reincarnation Golden Core. Within the Star Evolution Pavilion Master's inheritance lay a secret technique that used the star core and the Zhou Tian Star Array to accelerate the condensation of the "Star Dharma Image." If he could master the Star Dharma Image, his strength would surge once more, enough to directly contend with a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and even touch the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage!
"The next step is to condense the Star Dharma Image!"

His gaze was resolute, and his figure slowly merged into the sea of ​​clouds at the summit, once again entering a deep state of seclusion.

Meanwhile, news of his successive killings of the Pure Yang Palace's true disciples, his rescue of his own disciples, and the Wu Clan's search for the ancestral god's altar has once again stirred up considerable waves. The name "Sunset Sword Master" Fu Shaoping, along with his ruthless and decisive methods and unfathomable strength, has become increasingly feared.

Everyone realized that this newly risen killing god of the Qingxuan Sect had become a powerful force that no one could ignore in the early stages of the Guixu Era!
His sword, his path, will surely stir up even more fierce storms in this era of great strife! At the summit of Sunset Peak, the sea of ​​clouds boiled. The aura of Fu Shaoping's secluded cave was already faintly connected to the entire mountain peak, and even to the distant stars of the heavens. After initially refining the star core, he did not rush to directly condense a stellar avatar, but instead chose to first solidify his foundation, allowing for a deeper fusion of the Star Pavilion's inheritance with his own Reincarnation Sword Dao.

The essence of the "General Outline of Celestial Spheres" flowed through his mind, corroborating the "Sunset Sword Manual" and the "Northern Star Sword Technique." He no longer regarded the power of the stars as a mere source of energy, but rather as one of the fundamental rules constituting his own "Dao." Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the evolving miniature universe model became increasingly realistic, with the nebulae formed from the morning glow, flowing clouds, and setting sun, along with star trails and the Nirvana Star Core, forming a more stable and profound cyclical system.

He drew upon the power of the stellar core, channeling the celestial radiance, and using the "Stellar Sensing Treatise" as a bridge to continuously refine his Chaotic Reincarnation Golden Core and divine consciousness. On the surface of the Golden Core, the runes of radiant light and flowing starlight became increasingly complex, faintly outlining blurry star chart trajectories. His divine consciousness, refined by the power of the stars, became more condensed and transparent, its coverage and precision far surpassing those of others of the same level.

On this day, he was using his divine sense to observe the vast scene inside the star core that seemed to contain a real star field, and to comprehend the mysteries of the birth and death of stars, when suddenly, a strong feeling of palpitation came without warning!

It wasn't an external attack, but a warning from his own very being! It was as if something important and closely connected to him was under threat!
He suddenly opened his eyes, the stars in them flickering and fading, and began to calculate with his fingers. Having achieved the Golden Core, especially after condensing the Chaos Golden Core containing the Dao of Reincarnation and the Stars, he could vaguely perceive the cause and effect, good and bad fortune related to himself.

"Southeast...a bloody disaster...is it in Fu Family Village?!"

A name long buried deep in his memory suddenly jumped into his mind! Fu Family Village, the small mountain village where he was born, located on the edge of the Qingxuan Sect's influence and adjacent to the Southern Wilderness! Although he had long since embarked on the path of immortality and his ties with mortals had gradually faded, it was still the starting point of his life, and he still had many blood relatives there!
"The Witch Clan?!" He immediately recalled what Sun Yi and the others he had rescued not long ago had mentioned: the Witch Clan was frequently active on the border, seemingly searching for the ancestral god altar! Fu Family Village happened to be in that direction!

"court death!"

A chilling killing intent instantly swept through the entire cave! Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; to touch them is certain death! These witch clans dared to set their sights on his birthplace!

He stood up, his aura no longer restrained. The immense pressure of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, mixed with sharp sword intent, soared into the sky, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds at the peak! Without a moment's hesitation, and without even having time to notify the sect, he transformed into a chaotic swan tearing through the sky, pushing his Star Escape Technique to its limit, heading straight for the southeast!

At full speed, a thousand miles is nothing more than a snap of the fingers!

When he arrived above the mountains where Fujia Village was located, the sight before him made his eyes widen in horror!
Below, the familiar little village was now engulfed in flames and thick smoke! Most of the simple houses had collapsed, and the ground was covered with charred marks and undried blood. In the threshing ground at the village entrance, dozens of villagers huddled together, trembling, surrounded by seven or eight shamanic cultivators dressed in animal skins with ferocious faces. These shamanic cultivators, wielding bloodstained bone blades, roared and whipped at the villagers, seemingly interrogating them about something.

Above the village, an old shaman, clad in a magnificent feathered robe and wielding a snake-headed bone staff, hovered, chanting incantations. With each swing of his staff, eerie green flames, like venomous snakes, burrowed into the earth, seemingly probing and sensing something. His aura was clearly at the early stage of the Golden Core realm!

"They really are looking for something!" Fu Shaoping's eyes turned icy cold, his killing intent almost tangible. He could tell that the old shaman was using an ancient witchcraft to trace the source of bloodlines and explore the secrets of the earth's veins, his target being the area beneath the ancestral hall of the Fu family village!
There, apart from the ancestral tablets, there was nothing special. If one had to say there was something, it was a blue stone slab with blurry cloud patterns buried under the foundation of the ancestral hall that he had accidentally discovered in his childhood but could not touch! At the time, he only felt it was strange and did not investigate it in depth, but now it seemed that the stone slab was probably no ordinary stone slab!
"Could the clue to the ancestral altar be hidden beneath that stone slab?!" In a flash, Fu Shaoping understood. These witch clans must have obtained a clue from somewhere and believed that Fu Family Village held a secret related to the ancestral altar!
"A bunch of ants dare to harm my family and destroy my homeland!"

He no longer concealed his presence. With a single step, he appeared above the village, and the immense, sea-like pressure crashed down as if it were a tangible force!
"who?!"

"A Golden Core cultivator?!"

The Wu Clan cultivators below were thrown into chaos, gazing at the sky in terror. The old shaman priest also looked up abruptly, a flicker of surprise in his cloudy eyes, but when he sensed Fu Shaoping's undisguised aura of Qingxuan Sect cultivation and overwhelming killing intent, his face darkened. "A junior from the Qingxuan Sect? This place has been taken over by my 'Black Witch Clan.' Those who know what's good for them, get out of here immediately! Otherwise..." The old shaman priest's voice was hoarse and threatening, his bone staff pointing at the villagers below, "...the lives of these ants will be in grave danger!"

He actually wanted to take the villagers hostage!
Fu Shaoping laughed in fury, his voice as cold as ice: "Otherwise what?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already made his move!
Without using a flying sword, he simply pointed his fingers like a sword and casually slashed downwards!
"A startling silence—utterly silent!"

Several extremely fine chaotic sword threads, like the whispers of death, ignored spatial distance and instantly swept across the necks of the seven or eight witch cultivators wielding bone blades!

Puff puff--

With a soft thud, the movements of the several witch cultivators froze abruptly, the life force in their eyes rapidly fading, their heads rolling off, their bodies collapsing to the ground. Even in death, they hadn't seen where the attack had come from!

Decisive! Efficient! Ruthless!

The surviving villagers were stunned with fear, then burst into cries and shouts of relief at surviving the ordeal.

The old priest was both shocked and furious. He hadn't expected Fu Shaoping to be so decisive and completely unfazed by the threat! "You brat! You're courting death!" he roared, his snake-headed bone staff slamming into the air!

"With my blood, I summon the power of the Ancestral Witches! The Curse of Ten Thousand Poisons Devouring the Heart!"

He bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the bone staff snake head! The snake head's empty eye sockets suddenly lit up with a ghastly green light, and it opened its mouth to spew out a green curse light that was extremely condensed and emitted a nauseating stench, which shot towards Fu Shaoping like a twisted venomous snake!
This curse is extremely vicious, specifically targeting the soul and heart meridian. Once tainted, even a Golden Core cultivator will suffer severe damage to their vital energy!

Faced with this bizarre curse, Fu Shaoping's eyes were cold, even carrying a hint of disdain.

"You dare to make a fool of yourself with your unorthodox methods?"

He didn't even move; the North Star Sword flew out on its own and hovered in front of him. Starlight swirled on the sword's blade, radiating a pure, vast, and all-powerful stellar brilliance!

"North Star - Starlight Purification!"

The dazzling starlight poured down like mercury. The malevolent green curse light, upon contact with the starlight, seemed to have met its nemesis, hissing and rapidly dissolving and evaporating without leaving a trace!

The power of the stars, being extremely yang and righteous, is the natural nemesis of these yin and evil curses!

"What?! Impossible!" The old priest was horrified. His trump card curse had been broken so easily by the other party!
"You've run out of tricks? Then it's my turn."

Fu Shaoping's voice was indifferent. He took a step forward, and his figure appeared in front of the old shaman like a ghost, with the Flowing Fire Sword already in his hand! The sword was not drawn, but the sword intent of the Ice-Silent Reincarnation was like an invisible shackle, completely imprisoning the space around the old shaman!
The old priest felt his true energy becoming obscured, his soul trembling, and even his thoughts slowing down. All that remained in his eyes was endless fear!

“No… I am the priest of the Black Witch Clan… You can’t kill me…” he said with difficulty, trying to bring up his background.

Fu Shaoping's eyes remained unwavering, filled only with icy killing intent.

"The Black Witch Clan? Soon, they'll be joining you."

The Blazing Sword was gently extended, its tip touching the old priest's brow.

The sword intent of the silent battle erupted!

The old priest's body stiffened, his pupils dilated instantly, and then his entire body began to disintegrate and annihilate from the inside out, like a weathered sand sculpture, eventually turning into the finest dust and dissipating into the air.

The Black Witch Clan's Golden Elixir Master has fallen!

From the moment Fu Shaoping appeared until he killed all the members of the Wu Clan, only ten breaths had passed!

He hovered in the air, looking down at the ravaged village and the terrified villagers. His killing intent subsided slightly, but remained icy. He descended and stood before the villagers.

"Immortal...Immortal Master..." The old village chief stepped forward tremblingly, about to kneel down. Although they did not recognize Fu Shaoping's current appearance, his extraordinary abilities and the Qingxuan Sect's attire had already allowed them to guess his identity.

With a flick of his sleeve, Fu Shaoping gently supported the old village chief, saying, "Old man, there's no need for such formalities. I am also a resident of Fu Family Village."

His gaze swept over the panicked villagers, and he said in a deep voice, "Why did the Witch Clan attack? What are they looking for?"

The old village chief, tears streaming down his face, choked out, "Reporting to the Immortal Master... they... they interrogated us about what lay beneath the ancestral hall... saying there were clues about an altar... we really don't know..."

So it really was for what was under the ancestral hall!
Fu Shaoping's eyes narrowed slightly. He walked to the ruins of the ancestral hall, probed the ground with his divine sense, and instantly locked onto the long-buried blue stone slab.

He pointed his fingers like a sword and gently sliced ​​the ground apart, revealing a stone slab covered in mud, yet still showing ancient cloud patterns.

The instant his fingers touched the stone slab—

"Buzz!"

The stone slab trembled violently, and the cloud patterns on its surface suddenly glowed with a soft white light! A vast, ancient, and seemingly timeless aura slowly flowed into his consciousness!

It wasn't a legacy, but rather a fragmented... star map! And a line of ancient seal script:

[...On the day the nine stars align...when the ancestral spirits return to their places...the altar reappears...guiding...the return to the void...] (End of Chapter)