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Chapter 252 Cultivation World 41
"Go and accept a mission for training." Daoist Yiheng asked, "What brings you here, Senior Brother Gaojin?"

"What a coincidence, I was also planning to take on a mission to gain experience, why don't we go together?"

"Please," said Daoist Yiheng calmly.

The two went to the main peak together and received their mission.

After receiving the mission, Daoist Yiheng said, "Senior Brother Gaojin, I have to go to Qianyun Peak. Farewell."

Farewell.

Gao Jin stared at Yi Heng Dao Jun's back, and after the person disappeared, he immediately sent a telepathic message to someone.

Yiheng Daojun said he was going to Qianyun Peak, but in reality he was taking a detour to find Sect Master Jinglan. When he was almost at the main peak, he received a telepathic message from Si Lingle.

[Master, you should leave the sect immediately.]
Si Lingle regretted it after telling Yi Heng Daojun what had happened.

She had no idea how powerful the Qingxuan Sect was. Over tens of thousands of years, no one knew whether the Qingxuan Sect had planted spies in various sects.

Not only would it implicate our master, but it could also bring about the destruction of our sect.

Although this is a pseudo-realm, after tens of thousands of years of development, it has also given rise to the Heavenly Dao, but this Heavenly Dao is controlled by a certain Fang family god-king in the God Realm.

In order to prevent the people of this realm from noticing anything, the God-King has made arrangements and connections in ancient secret realms, heavenly palaces, and outer battlefields. The Fang family has also put a lot of effort into this pseudo-realm.

Moreover, this pseudo-realm was known not only to the Fang family but also to certain powerful forces in the divine realm.

They also got involved.

Of course, once you break through the pseudo-boundary barrier, you can go to other realms.

Si Lingle told Daoist Yiheng to leave this realm so that he could go to another realm to undergo tribulation and ascend to the Immortal Realm.

After receiving a message from Si Lingle, Daoist Yiheng replied with a few words, but still went to find Sect Master Jinglan to tell her the secret of the Qingxuan Realm.

The Heavenly Dao Sect has countless disciples. Are they going to use them all as "fuel" for future reincarnations?
After hearing this, Sect Master Jinglan did not show any surprise on his face, but looked at Daoist Yiheng with deep eyes.

"This matter is of great importance. Uncle, come with me to the forbidden area and inform the Supreme Elders about it."

"it is good."

Daoist Yiheng followed Sect Master Jinglan to the forbidden area, but unexpectedly, before even stepping into the forbidden area, Daoist Yiheng was ambushed and seriously injured by Sect Master Jinglan.

The next moment, Daoist Yiheng was captured by Sect Master Jinglan.

"Uncle-Master, don't blame me. It's your fault for knowing secrets you shouldn't have known," Sect Master Jinglan said coldly and sharply.

"You know about this!"

“It’s alright to tell my uncle. All the sect leaders of the Heavenly Dao Sect have known about this. The Azure Profound Sect said that as long as the secret is kept, the Heavenly Dao Sect will be allowed to exist in the world, and they will also give the Heavenly Dao Sect a few spots for tribulation and ascension.”

"If the secret is leaked, the Heavenly Dao Sect will face annihilation. Uncle-Master, for the sake of the sect, I have no choice but to let you die." As soon as Sect Master Jinglan finished speaking, she struck Yiheng Daojun's heart meridian with a palm.

Daoist Yiheng's pupils dilated; he died with his eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace.

After disposing of the body, Sect Master Jinglan left.

The sect leader of Qingxuan Sect learned that someone had discovered the secret of this world.

A kill order was immediately issued, and within a quarter of an hour, Si Lingle's wanted poster appeared in every prefecture and state of Qingxuan's lower realm.

The reason given by the Qingxuan Sect was that Si Lingle killed three elders of the Qingxuan Sect and stole valuable treasures.

Golden State
Yisheng was shocked when he saw the wanted poster!
Something has happened to Master.

Yi Sheng quickly found a place and contacted Si Ling Le telepathically. After waiting for a while, he received a reply from Si Ling Le.

[Disciple, find a place to cultivate in seclusion. After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, leave the Azure Profound Realm and travel to other realms. Do not return. As for the reason, do not ask further.]
Yi Sheng sent another message, but Si Ling Le did not reply.

Si Lingle's other disciples gradually learned that the Qingxuan Sect had issued a kill order against Si Lingle.

They also contacted Si Lingle, who gave the same reply as Yi Sheng, telling them to cultivate diligently and leave this world after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, and never to return.

After contacting each other, the group returned to their sect.

Six months later, Si Lingle appeared in the Qingxuan Sect Market.

"Qingxuan Sect, I, Yunhua, have arrived. Do you think you can keep the password hidden forever? I will let all the cultivators in the lower realm of Qingxuan see the password you have hidden."

After saying that, he threw out the photo stone.

The image on the recording stone is of Si Lingle discovering more than two months ago that the Qingxuan Lower Realm was a "pseudo-realm," and also shows the scene of nine elders of the Qingxuan Sect besieging her.

"The Lower Realm of Qingxuan is a 'pseudo-realm,' and the cultivators who transcend tribulation and ascend are merely 'fuel'!"

"To hide this secret, how many cultivators have your Qingxuan Sect murdered?" Si Lingle shouted telepathically.

All the monks in the entire market could hear it.

Upon seeing the recording stone and hearing the shouts, the cultivators were in an uproar.

"Pseudo-world" "Fuel"! They actually live in such a world.

"You're courting death!" A Venerable of the Tribulation Transcending stage from the Qingxuan Sect appeared and attacked Si Lingle.

Si Lingle sacrificed herself to the Samsara Realm, and at the same time took out ten Heavenly Thunder Seeds, which she used to attack the elder in the Tribulation Transcending stage.

Ten Heavenly Thunderbolts exploded violently! Each one contained the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Origin, transforming into a roaring thunder dragon that tore at the dantian of the tribulation-crossing elder.

The elder angrily formed the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation, but was refracted and backfired by the Samsara Mirror.

With a loud "boom," the Tribulation Transcending Elder was struck by the Thunder Magnetic Cannon and vanished into nothingness.

At the moment the Heavenly Thunder Elemental exploded, Si Lingle used the Reincarnation Mirror to escape the explosion.

The moment the ten Heavenly Thunderbolts exploded simultaneously, the center of the market was transformed into a hellish inferno.

The shockwave was like a giant beast tearing apart, tearing the bluestone street into pieces, snapping the vermilion beams and pillars of the talisman shops on both sides in half, and melting the hanging spiritual weapon signs into molten iron, which splashed like rain with sparks.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, flesh, and sulfur. Severed limbs were embedded in the collapsed walls, and the corpses of several Qingxuan Sect attackers were twisted like charcoal, frozen in their grotesque poses from the charge.

Si Lingle raised the array flags and quickly set up the formation, while also taking out eight puppets.

Suddenly, the sky above the market changed dramatically, and the once clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds. A group of cultivators dressed in the robes of high-ranking members of the Qingxuan Sect appeared like ghosts from all directions, surrounding Si Lingle. Their eyes were cold and filled with hostility, and the magical artifacts in their hands gleamed with an eerie light.

The leading high-ranking cultivator stepped forward and sneered, "Si Lingle, the crimes you have committed are too numerous to count! Today is your death day!"

Si Lingle sneered, "Even if I die, I'll drag you all down with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the high-level cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect made their moves. Powerful waves of spiritual energy surged towards Si Lingle like a raging tide.

Some unleashed lightning magic, sending bolts of lightning crashing down from the sky and raising clouds of dust; others wielded wind blades, slicing through the air like sharp blades as they hurtled towards Si Lingle; still others manipulated massive rocks, smashing them down upon Si Lingle.

The puppets intercepted all of these people's attacks.

The formation was activated when these cultivators stepped into it.

Si Lingle set up a large magnetic field killing array, and the magnetic force in the array rendered the spells of the high-level cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect ineffective.

In the instant the system malfunctioned, Si Lingle and the puppet unleashed their spiritual energy cannons to bombard these high-level cultivators.

These cultivators rained down on the ground, becoming corpses. Those who weren't dead were finished off by the puppets.

Si Lingle took a deep breath, readjusted herself, and prepared to face the new round of attacks.

The crowd in the market had already fled in all directions in fear, with screams and shouts rising and falling.

Meanwhile, Si Lingle engaged in a thrilling life-or-death battle with the high-level cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect amidst the chaos of the market.

After three days and four nights, Si Lingle was exhausted, and her Samsara Realm was also cleaved in two during the siege.

Around her were the corpses of thousands of high-level cultivators from the Qingxuan Sect.

Thick blood mist solidified in the air above the market. Si Lingle knelt on one knee, her hair stuck to the side of her neck with blood.

The corpses of a thousand Qingxuan Sect cultivators radiated outwards from the remnants of the array around them—the sword cultivators remained frozen in their hand seals, their cauldrons overturned and scorched, while the cinnabar of the talisman cultivators mingled with the severed limbs, forming dark red patches.

In the cold wind, the remaining souls, like fireflies, escaped from the corpses and emitted a ghostly blue phosphorescence after colliding with the fragments of the Reincarnation Realm.

Si Lingle tore off half a fragment of the Reincarnation Mirror from her neck and stabbed it into her heart, activating the Reincarnation Mirror's origin with her heart's blood. The Yin and Yang energies in the mirror transformed into black and white dragons that shredded her physical body, and the countless soul flames were forcibly gathered, reconstructing the illusion of reincarnation above the mountain of corpses.

As Si Lingle was being torn apart by the two forces, the enemy cultivator's corpse suddenly twitched and stood up—the collapse of the Reincarnation Realm caused the Yin and Yang to reverse, and the dead were reborn in a half-demon form.

Si Lingle allowed the Netherworld Qi to flow into his body, and the Netherworld Qi transformed into ten thousand black snakes that burrowed into his seven orifices.

His left eye instantly collapsed into a dark abyss, while his right pupil ignited with molten gold flames. The sound of his skull cracking was like the sound of porcelain shattering on ice—half a fallen demon, half a focused spirit, his mortal body was tempered into an immortal vessel amidst the tearing apart of gods and demons.

The moment the toes touched the ground, the rotting corpses beneath his feet trembled violently, and the filthy earth of the underworld reshaped their tendons and veins, transforming them into the "Reincarnation Corpse Army" with three thousand eyes covered by talismans.

The first mountain gate: the corpses formed the "Nine Nether Soul Locking Array," using the same spiritual power to corrode the mountain-protecting array. Before the Qingxuan disciple could even unleash his sword technique, he was pierced through the chest by the corpses of his former fellow disciples.

The corpse followed Si Lingle all the way into the main peak of Qingxuan Sect. On the way into Qingxuan Sect, Si Lingle put Qingchu Sword into storage bag and then handed it to the flying vehicle, which then took the storage bag away.

In front of the sect's main hall, seven elders in seclusion activated the "Big Dipper Refining God Array" by burning their lifespan.

Golden pupils exploded into a fountain of blood amidst the burst of light, and Si Lingle's laughter was as maniacal as a dove's: "Reincarnation? I am the beacon of the Netherworld!"

The corpse army exploded into a towering cloud of blood mist, the corrosive blood rain soaking through the golden roof of the palace. At the core of the formation, only half of the left eyeball remained embedded in the floor tile, its ink flowing into a prophecy: [Old bones, new souls, forever suppressing Qingxuan].

The Qingxuan Sect never expected that a Nascent Soul cultivator could kill so many high-level cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect and even break into the sect's main hall.

But now that Si Lingle is dead, they can't even grind her bones to dust.

Inside a cave within the inner perimeter of a certain mountain range.

Si Lingle opened her eyes.

The one who fought the Qingxuan Sect was Si Lingle's clone, Nan Hua.

After using the teleporter to reunite with his clone, Si Lingle spent half a year transferring his cultivation to the clone, allowing the clone to reach the same level as his original self.

Afterwards, he handed his natal sword and the Samsara Mirror to his clone, instructing the clone to spread the secret of Qingxuan's descent to the mortal realm.

She refused to believe that other sects wouldn't resist the Qingxuan Sect.

However, to Si Lingle's surprise, her clone actually fought a bloody battle with the Qingxuan Sect and killed so many high-level cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect.

Now that his clone has been eliminated, Si Lingle is worried that the Qingxuan Sect might retaliate against his master, his disciples, or even the Tiandao Sect.

The Qingxuan Sect has suffered a severe blow due to the loss of so many high-level cultivators. They are unlikely to retaliate against the entire sect, but they might target a few of their disciples.

Si Lingle contacted her master and several disciples, asking if they would leave Qingxuan Lower Realm with her.

Yunya, who had no family to rely on, expressed his willingness to leave with them. The remaining five disciples all had families, and they did not want to abandon their families and leave alone.

They didn't want to leave, so Si Lingle left some things in the cave for them to retrieve to protect the family.

However, his master did not reply. Si Lingyue thought to herself: Could it be that his master has already left this pseudo-world?
Two months later, Yunya met up with Si Lingle at Jinyunlonghai.

"Master," Yunya said, bowing.

"Have you found out anything about your grandmaster?"

"I made some inquiries, and it turns out that my grandmaster has already left the sect after accepting a mission from the sect." Yun Ya didn't know that the information he had gathered was false news spread by Sect Master Jing Lan.

"Then your grandmaster must have left this place."

"Let's go." Si Lingle took out the spirit boat, and the two boarded it, then set off for other realms.

As for which realm you can reach, that depends on luck.

Six years later, the spirit ship arrived at the barrier of the pseudo-realm.

It took Si Lingle half a year to break a hole in the barrier. After breaking it, the spirit ship flew out of the barrier and was still in the sea.

However, this sea area is much more dangerous than the sea area of ​​the pseudo-realm.

This sea area is shrouded in indigo thunderclouds year-round.

The clouds didn't float in the sky, but rolled directly in the seawater. Lightning was like thousands of dragons chasing each other, and the sparks from the friction of their scales evaporated the seawater into a bluish-purple mist.

Every three hundred miles on the sea surface, a funnel-shaped whirlpool appears, with the center of the whirlpool, which is over a thousand feet in diameter, spewing out inky black lightning.

This is no ordinary lightning, but the tribulation power leaked from the ancient lightning pool. A single drop will leave an incurable Dao wound on a cultivator's golden core.

A Nascent Soul cultivator's glass bone boat was once caught in it, and the entire ship instantly carbonized into a floating horde of charred corpses. The skeletons, still in the hand seal posture, were clutching lightning-avoiding talismans that they hadn't had time to activate.

When thunderclouds accumulate to a critical point, the hurricane will condense into an upside-down demonic eye.

Its pupils are made of pulsating lightning essence, and each blink brings down a thunderstorm carrying fragments of space.

The most terrifying thing is that these raindrops do not disperse after landing, but instead gather into translucent lightning spirits. They chase after the cultivator's spiritual energy fluctuations, and can detonate the true essence within the cultivator's body the moment they touch them.

In the deepest abyss areas where thunderstorms are most frequent, massive bone dragons, as large as mountains, often emerge.

These ancient ferocious beasts, struck dead by lightning, did not truly perish; every dragon bone was covered with pulsating lightning patterns.

As the spirit boat passes by, bluish-purple soul flames rise from the gaps in their bones, transforming into their former appearance.

The only plant that can grow in the Thunderstorm Sea is the silvery-white Thunderwood, whose roots are directly embedded deep in the thunderclouds.

On the night of the new moon, these demonic trees will bear thunder fruits the size of a baby's fist, with the surface of the fruits covered with pulsating runes.

Those who pick the fruit must water the tree roots with their own life essence; otherwise, they may trigger the lightning evil accumulated in the tree canopy over hundreds of years.

However, if one can successfully pluck it, a single Thunder Fruit can be worth a hundred years of arduous cultivation—the price being that one will have to endure the torture of having one's marrow and veins scorched by thunder and fire every full moon night thereafter.

Si Lingle's spirit ship, which she modified, has a lightning rod. The lightning will be channeled into the Myriad Calamities Lightning Pot (an acquired spiritual treasure).

The Myriad Calamities Thunder Pot was obtained by Si Lingle from the Outer Domain Battlefield.

The Wan Jie Lei Hu (Ten Thousand Calamities Thunder Pot) is shaped like a bronze vessel with 360 Kui thunder patterns engraved on its body, and the spout is inlaid with the horn of a thunder beast charred by heavenly lightning.

characteristic:
Each time the pot undergoes a tribulation, a tribulation lightning pearl will condense from the lightning essence inside.

The pot contains a nine-layered thunder prison, with the remnant soul of an ancient thunder god sealed at the bottom.

Fatal flaw: The power of the heavenly lightning is tripled when the holder undergoes tribulation.

Because of the Myriad Calamities Thunder Pot, Si Lingle safely crossed this sea area.