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Chapter 339 The Revival of the Sacred Artifact
Beside the lush and verdant mountain stream, clear, babbling water meanders.

The stream is quite wide, and in the middle of the water is a blue stone, half of which is in the water and half of which is above the water surface.

This blue stone is nothing special, but many disciples of the Heavenly Academy would sit cross-legged on it when their hearts were troubled, enjoying the scenery and clearing their minds. So someone named it the Enlightenment Stone.

But then a terrifying aura crashed down like a falling meteor, crushing the Enlightenment Stone into pieces.

Chu Yu, who had fallen into the stream, gasped for breath for a moment. He looked down at his abdomen, which had been pierced by the celestial light, and saw blood flowing continuously from the wound. The blood was then quickly diluted into pink by the stream water and flowed down the mountain.

In fact, he never thought he could beat the old dean in a one-on-one fight.

Because this old dean rarely made a move in the past three hundred years, no one knows how strong he really is.

According to the conventions of Qingyun Tianxia, ​​the one who lives the longest is often the strongest.

All he had to do was wait for the demon to succeed first, then come and join forces to suppress him.

Catching his breath, Chu Yu grasped a beam of black light by the stream and, with a flick of his wrist, unleashed it at the gaunt old man atop the mountain.

As the beam of killing light burst into the sky, the stream was instantly evaporated into endless white mist, rising from the riverbed, while the vast forest was instantly transformed into a sea of ​​fire under this powerful attack.

But he didn't care about the effectiveness of the attack. Instead, he suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowing sharply.

With a sudden hum, a powerful aura descended from the sky once more, instantly shattering the previously accumulated black mist into countless fragmented clouds.

The Heavenly Ritual has ended?!
In an instant, Chu Yu's pupils began to tremble violently.

At the same time, the three main hall masters and a group of elders in front of Mount Ni couldn't help but turn their heads to look north.

A distant black light spread across the sky, and the void, which had been cracked and compressed, was rapidly healing.
Upon seeing this, everyone couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment, and then suddenly they froze in their tracks.

Through the shared spiritual connection between Zuo Qiuyang and Chai Hu, they saw the astonishing 112 swords and the figure of the sword-wielding staff.

Although Ji You managed to tear open a glimmer of hope in this seemingly hopeless situation by seizing the soul from the Heavenly Dao, they, like those at the peak of the Upper Five Realms on the walls, did not hold out much expectation.

When the innate malevolent energy suppresses a cultivator, it creates an extremely difficult situation to win.

Unexpectedly, he actually severed the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice.

"Who exactly is this child?"

"Ji You".

"Whose family is this?"

“A native of Yuyang County, Fengzhou.”

"???"

The oldest members of the Elders' Hall, like Elder Lü back then, have been asleep for countless years.

They were all awakened by the arrival of the Immortal Realm, and naturally did not recognize this new student who had only been active for five years. They were shocked by his strength and youth.

But when You Yingqiu uttered the words "Fengzhou," she discovered that what was truly shocking was far more than that.

At this moment, amidst the endless sea of ​​fire, the dean, dressed in a loose white robe, strode forward, stepping over piled-up fallen leaves and passing by the centuries-old pines and cypresses swaying in the flames, until he saw Chu Yu looking up at the sky between the dried-up riverbed.

"Even if you've simulated this a hundred times, have you ever witnessed this scene?"

Chu Yu slowly turned to look at the Dean: "I can't understand it. Could it be that the heavenly secrets we deduced are false?"

The dean stroked his long beard: "Your deductions are not wrong, but he has no connection with Qingyun Tianxia, ​​so he is naturally not involved in cause and effect, and is not within the Heavenly Dao. How could he appear in your deductions?"

After a moment of silence, Chu Yu's eyes flickered, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

We lost; the grand plan we'd been strategizing for years was lost.

He had considered that he was no match for the headmaster of the Heavenly Academy, and he had considered that other immortal sects might have hidden tricks up their sleeves, but he never expected that someone would tear open the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice.

Not within the Heavenly Dao? This patriarch of the Chu family found it hard to understand.

Living in this world, how could there be anything that doesn't conform to the laws of nature?

But a loss is a loss. They had already missed their chance when the sacred artifact was revived, and they had no choice but to retreat immediately.

The people of Shengjing City were all looking up at the sky, not knowing what had just happened, but they could feel as if something had returned, and their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, eased a little.

But soon, they saw a huge bolt of lightning in the sky.

That wasn't ordinary lightning; it was radiant with countless golden rays of light.

In the blink of an eye, a figure hovering in the void was struck and plummeted to the ground.

On the west side of Yong'an Street, Chunhua Lane, where apricot blossoms were in full bloom, collapsed suddenly, and countless houses were blown up in an instant.

The flickering flames in the forest were instantly suppressed and exploded with a deafening roar. At the same time, within the thick smoke, a black light condensed into a light sword that tore through the surroundings, crashing down like divine thunder from the heavens.

Following closely behind was a golden light shooting out from the summit of Mount Ni, which was the same aura as the city-protecting array, but many times stronger, and it crashed down upon it.

At the summit of Mount Ni, the old dean coughed twice, and a series of muffled breathing sounds emanated from his trachea.

However, he did not look away, but kept staring at the direction in front of him, and then suddenly pointed.

In an instant, countless beams of light shot through the sky, creating a crack in the void, and with a boom, they formed a huge cage filled with celestial light.

Inside the cage, Chu Yu, his body shattered, was violently thrown back by the beam of light, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Amidst the whooshing sound, the old dean strode forward from above the sea of ​​clouds, covering a distance of a thousand miles in a single step.

Chu Yu's life force was constantly slipping away. At this moment, he turned his head weakly and looked at the pillar of light falling from the sky.

The power of the sacred artifact did indeed inflict a heavy blow on him, but compared to the sacred artifact, he felt that the aura of the old dean, whom he had studied under for many years, was even more terrifying.

Although they entered the Immortal Realm by relying on the external power of the ruins after reaching the peak of the Upper Five Realms, no matter what method they used, an Immortal is still an Immortal.

Upon reaching this realm, he could feel the boundless power that had been seized from the heavens, and he could also sense the source of the power of this realm.

But as the Heavenly Ritual dispersed and the obscured will of Heaven returned, he suddenly realized that the source of the Dean's power was somewhat different from that of the others.

That power wasn't particularly strong, but it was far more profound and unfathomable.

Indeed, most rumors in the world are false, and few are true, but sometimes we have to think about them carefully, and perhaps we can detect a clue.

The Dean of the Heavenly Academy indeed cultivated a different method, and was no ordinary Immortal.

"Please, Dean, consider our past relationship and let me go."

"What nonsense are you spouting..."

The old dean suddenly waved his sleeve, and the dozens of beams of light instantly flashed with a scorching white light.

The scorching beams of light suddenly converged, and in the vast sky, Chu Yu was obliterated by an irresistible force, his entire body steaming, and his screams echoed throughout the heavens.

They plotted for so long, went to great lengths, and sacrificed almost their entire clan, all for the sake of controlling the sacred artifact and taking control of the world.

They were just one step away, but they still failed at the last hurdle.

Does this mean that only they can wield sacred artifacts? What kind of bullshit world is this...?

Amidst anger and resentment, the agonizing roar gradually weakened, and the Chu family patriarch was instantly crushed into a surging white wave, rolling and tumbling amidst the sizzling sound.

Seeing this, the Hall Master and elders of the Heavenly Academy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the next instant, they saw the dean transform into a golden light and head towards the northwest.

Everyone was slightly taken aback before suddenly realizing that the power of sacred artifacts resounded throughout the void from all directions, but the Xuan Yuan Immortal Mansion remained completely silent.

What about Spirit Sword Mountain?
Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look in the southernmost direction.

At the same time, a magnificent spiritual mirror suddenly trembled atop Xuanjian Peak, its dazzling light inspiring awe.

The young master of Lingjian Mountain roared up, holding the spirit mirror in her hand, and descended with heavenly light like a goddess descending to earth.

The black pestle that came crashing down from the sky was directly shattered, and the Zhuang family patriarch opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"As expected of the son-in-law of my Spirit Sword Mountain!"

"?"

Yan Shu also floated in the air above the void, looking at Master Chen, whose body was cracked, with a puzzled expression.

She knew that the artifact's failure must have been caused by the group at the ruins, but she didn't know the details, let alone why the Spirit Mirror would suddenly revive at this time.

Master Chen glanced at her: "They used the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice to sever the connection between the sacred artifact and the Heavenly Dao. Ji You was afraid something would happen to you, so he forcibly broke into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice and killed the person performing the sacrifice."

Yan Shuyi's eyes narrowed: "You orchestrated this behind the scenes?"

"Kill this person first."

"You come."

Yan Shuyi suddenly flicked his sleeve and sent out the Spirit Mirror. He then saw Master Chen raise the mirror and charge forward with a roar.

Sensing the power of the sacred artifact, the patriarch of the Zhuang family immediately realized that something was terribly wrong. After smashing down with his pestle, he gathered all his strength and instantly fled north.

The buzzing spirit mirror in Master Chen's hand burst forth with myriad rays of light, and immortal light shot out from the mirror, directly blasting the Zhuang family patriarch to his death.

"boom!!!!"

The patriarch of the Zhuang family had his left shoulder instantly blown apart, turning into a cloud of blood mist that plummeted from the sky.

In the raging wind, the patriarch of the Zhuang family smashed a low mountain around the peak, but he dared not stop. He endured the intense pain and continued to run, his expression one of utter despair.

Unlike the Chu family, the Zhuang family did not have any deep-seated hatred with Lingjian Mountain.

But when it comes to sacred artifacts and the power to control the world, who in the Qingyun world is not tempted by them?

Their family, Zhuang, was also among the century-old families, but they had declined drastically over the past few centuries. Now, even if they participated in the Heavenly Dao Gathering, they could only share a table with the century-old families.

Most importantly, this trend of decline has not slowed down. In almost another century, their people will be gone. How could they possibly resist such a revolutionary opportunity?

He had been planning and strategizing for years, and had devised a winning strategy hundreds of times. He didn't understand why things had turned out this way!
That rural hermit, whom they had never paid much attention to before, turned out to be a variable that had never appeared in any of their deductions.

Just then, a sword aura suddenly descended from the sky, accompanied by a raging hurricane, and slammed him back. Master Chen once again pressed down with the Spirit Mirror, aiming fiercely at the crown of the Zhuang family patriarch.

However, just as the celestial light in the mirror was about to shoot out, the spiritual mirror suddenly hummed, showing a hint of resistance, causing his movements to freeze for a moment.

But only for a moment, and the spiritual mirror resumed its operation.

boom! ! ! !

The celestial light soared straight to the heavens, as if summoning heavenly thunder, which struck down fiercely.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family, his eyes blazing with fury, swung the iron pestle with all his might.

The two powerful forces clashed fiercely in the void countless times, causing the void to crack continuously.

Amidst a deafening roar, a figure plummeted into the valley with a "poof" as blood mist exploded.

While Yan Shuyi was using the Sword Tomb to contend with the Zhuang family patriarch, the flying sword waterfall of Tianjian Peak had already been cut off, and the valley was now filled with piles of shattered rocks.

The patriarch of the Zhuang family fell from the sky, his shattered body crashing heavily onto a sharp rock.

His chest had been pierced, and bright red blood was flowing out continuously, instantly turning the entire mountain rock red.

Master Chen was also cracked all over, constantly splattering sand and dirt, looking like a mud figure that had accidentally fallen and broken on the ground.

He hovered above the valley, looked at the corpse, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to leave.

But before he could take even half a step, the spiritual mirror floating above his head suddenly broke free from his control, and at the same time, a beam of immortal light surrounded it.

Master Chen looked toward the summit of Xuanjian Peak and saw Yan Shuyi, dressed in the Immortal Robe of the Master of Appraisal, standing on the sloping cliff on the east side of the valley with a cold expression.

The Spirit Mirror was now under her control, and endless killing intent surged within the immortal light.

Where is Ji You?

Master Chen glanced at her, showing no anger despite being trapped by the spiritual mirror; instead, he seemed somewhat appreciative.

After finally waiting for the Spirit Mirror to revive, and seeing that the Zhuang family patriarch was about to escape, she still set up a trap at such a critical moment. First, she threw the Spirit Mirror to him to see if he could control it, and then she tried to control the Spirit Mirror during the battle to see if she could take it back, all for the sake of trapping him at this moment.

"Xiao Shuyi, you're too cautious. I am your grandfather, after all."

Yan Shuyi did not reply, but continued to look at him coldly: "Where is Ji You?"

When she heard that Ji You had broken into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, she had already decided to trap the Zhuang family patriarch after his death.

On the one hand, they didn't know what he was planning, but on the most important thing was for the disciples of Xiaoxiaotian Academy.

Because she knew what would happen if she forcibly broke in during the Heavenly Dao Ceremony, and she also knew that those demons would leave behind even more intense killing intent in the final stage.

Master Chen couldn't help but stroke his long beard after hearing this: "He is still at the human race's altar."

"To live or to die?"

"I do not know either."

Yan Shuyi's eyelashes trembled upon hearing this: "Go save him."

Master Chen looked up and asked, "What if I die?"

"You're an immortal, you'll naturally have a way, won't you?"

"You're quite smart."

For cultivators in the Azure Cloud Realm, what matters for life is not cultivation level or spiritual energy, but the physical body and divine consciousness.

Even if one loses all their cultivation, they can still live; even if their spiritual essence is shattered, they still have a glimmer of hope.

Only the physical body and the divine consciousness are needed; without either one, existence is impossible.

But the old sect leader in front of us had no physical body, only a clay body.

There is only one possibility: he once ascended to heaven, abandoning his mortal body. Therefore, he must not be a mortal but an immortal.

Yan Shu also wanted to trap this immortal, knowing that Ji You was alright.

Master Chen rolled up his sleeves and said, “Ji You forced his way into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice and fought with others in the midst of the evil aura. It was inevitable that he would be injured. But since we won in the end, it means that he won first. You don’t need to worry too much.”

Yan Shuyi did not withdraw the Spirit Mirror: "Don't try to fob me off with ambiguous words."

"He can only pull through on his own. If he really dies, there's nothing I can do, because I'm not the kind of immortal you think I am."

"?"

Master Chen looked at her and said, “I have indeed ascended to heaven, but I have not left this world. Otherwise, I would not have been unable to defeat even a demon in the Immortal Realm. Therefore, I do not have such transcendent immortal techniques. However, that kid has always had excellent luck. I think he should be fine.”

After a long silence, Yan Shuyi looked at him and said, "Then tell me why you disappeared and why you appeared in Yuyang County? What are you plotting against Ji You?"

"Let me sit down first."

Master Chen spread out his sleeves, and sand and dirt kept peeling off his body.

Yan Shuyi held the Spirit Mirror in her hand and coldly watched him sit down in the valley: "Back then, one of my closest friends died. Before he died, he asked me to do some things for him that he should have continued to do."

"Friends?"

"A guy who drinks all day long and has terrible gambling skills."

The young appraiser looked at him and asked, "And then?"

Master Chen sighed: "I am not him after all. After trying a few times, I became like this. But this is my own choice, so I can't blame anyone else. At that time, I should have shed my mortal body and become an immortal, but I couldn't let go of this world, so I came back."

"Can those who ascend to immortality return?"

“My original intention was not to ascend to heaven. After shedding my mortal body, I made a great vow to the Heavenly Dao and was able to return. Afterwards, I returned the Spirit Mirror to Spirit Sword Mountain and began to search for a successor for it.”

"Ji You is the successor you found for him?"

“I wasn’t looking for him, and I wasn’t looking for him either. I was just following the way of heaven, so I took him in as his disciple on behalf of his master and gave up the inheritance for him to pick up. I just hoped that he could finish what we were unable to finish. I had no ill intentions towards him.”

"What exactly do you want him to do?"

Yan Shuyi had just uttered a sentence when his handsome brows suddenly furrowed, and the spirit mirror in his hand flew away with a whoosh.

The once quiet Spirit Sword Mountain was suddenly filled with a violent roar, and the immortal light in the mirror crashed down on Master Chen, who had suddenly stood up.

With a muffled thud, Master Chen crushed the beam of immortal light with both palms, and at the same time used the force to rush into the distance, reaching a thousand miles away.

At that moment, another crack appeared on his shoulder, extending all the way to his waist, causing bits of dirt to fall onto him continuously.

Sure enough, once a woman has a man she likes, she'll side with him.

On Xuanjian Peak, Yan Shuyi silently watched the disappearing figure. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a beam of immortal light shot out from the mirror, completely shattering the Tianjian Peak opposite him.

She then returned to Xuanjian Peak, helped the two elders and Qi Zhengyang up, and used her spiritual energy to send them into the main hall. She then turned to look at the ruins...

Amidst the deafening explosions, the mountains surrounding the ruins trembled.

More than a dozen cultivators at the peak of the Upper Fifth Realm from the six major immortal sects fought fiercely with the demons, capturing several alive, but some managed to escape.

At this moment, as the malevolent aura within the human race's training ground dissipated, Cao Jingsong angrily shouted "You wicked disciple!" and rushed inside.

The others followed, using their spiritual energy to fly towards the center of the altar.

Some were concerned about Ji You's life or death, while others found it hard to believe.

Only when they landed at the heart of the altar could they truly grasp just how terrifying Ji You's attack that killed Chu Xian was.

Even now, the ravine that had been cut open still exuded an unbearable pressure.

Sensing this aura, Shang Xiyao and Huo Xingzhong both narrowed their eyes in silence.

"The villain!"

"Bam—"

Perhaps affected by the vibration of the sound, Ji You, who was standing with his sword, suddenly fell forward, but was caught by Wen Zhengxin in a flash.

There was still a breath, but... the breath was very weak.

Without a moment's hesitation, the three stewards who had followed immediately released their enormous flying swords.

Cao Jingsong, Wen Zhengxin, Ban Yangshu, and the Lu sisters hurriedly carried him upstairs, intending to take him away from this place first.

Why is he gripping his hand so tightly?

As soon as Cao Jingsong sat on the flying sword, he began to examine Ji You's injuries. He noticed that Ji You was tightly gripping his left hand, which made Cao Jingsong look puzzled.

Wen Zhengxin glanced at it twice and then looked up: "It looks like there's something there."

"what?"

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

Wen Zhengxin forcefully pried Ji You's hand open, glanced at it, and then his lips twitched.

Upon seeing this, Cao Jingsong couldn't help but curiously approach, only to see that he was holding a storage gourd engraved with the character "Chu" in his palm. His eyes twitched slightly.

Damn, this guy is really greedy.

Seeing the spirit sword ascend into the sky, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu in the altar turned around and left without hesitation.

Now that they know their son-in-law is still alive, the person they are most worried about has become their own appraiser.

In fact, with the collapse of the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, the first reaction of all the immortal sect members was to immediately return to the mountain to see how the sect was doing now.

Thus, the whistling flying boat rose into the air, controlled by great magical power, and left Liangzhou with a roar.

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