Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 1017: The Gathering of the Gods
Two days later, the group arrived at the Yunhuang Great Swamp.

Ning Fa was very familiar with this place. It was during the Huayu Sect's southward expansion into the Yunhuang Great Swamp that he began to show his talent and gradually rose to prominence.

Ning Fa now keenly sensed the difference in the Yunhuang Great Swamp. He discovered that the water-attribute spiritual energy in the Yunhuang Great Swamp was very unusual.

It's not that it's very concentrated, but rather that it's very active.

Ning Fa could sense that these watery spiritual energies seemed to be cheering and jumping for joy, and this was especially true the deeper they went into the great swamp.

The other cultivators clearly noticed this as well, and each of them showed excitement.

The more this is the case, the more it demonstrates the extraordinary nature of the Mingyuan Heavenly Pool.

Another day passed, and the group had arrived deep within the swamp.

At this moment, everyone looked shocked.

Because at the edge of the line of sight ahead, the phantom image of an endless lake hung silently in the air.

The lake surface shimmered with a glassy luster, reflecting the hazy sun, moon, and stars, its edges shrouded in a pale blue curtain of light.

Outside the light curtain, wisps of water vapor drifted like gauze, dividing this world into two distinct realms.

Along the edge of this great lake, roughly every ten miles or so, there is a white giant tower about a hundred feet tall that also floats in the air.

Looking around, there are at least a hundred of these white giant towers, and who knows how many more there are in the unseen distance.

The towers were covered with flowing star patterns.

The platform at the top of the tower is surrounded by a hazy starlight. Hundreds of starlight rays emerge from the top of the tower, connecting with each other to form a huge star network that encompasses the entire lake, creating a magnificent sight.

Upon seeing this, Venerable Lingjun, who was standing on the top of the ship, couldn't help but reveal a strange light in his eyes.

A flash of excitement crossed his eyes, followed by a cold laugh: "To actually think you can use this Thousand Star Concealing Technique to hide the strange phenomena emanating from the Abyss Heavenly Pool? What a pipe dream."

However, it was quite an achievement for them to be able to set up such an ancient formation.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He examined the white towers closely again, and his expression changed. He murmured, "This is not a simple Thousand Star Concealing Technique. It seems to have been cleverly modified. It is not just about concealing the strange phenomena of the Abyss Heavenly Pool."

Lingjun, the Nascent Soul cultivator, frowned, seemingly confused and surprised.

Then, with a light tap of his foot, the ship carrying everyone changed direction and flew towards one of the white giant towers that looked much larger. The golden giant bird carrying a group of high-ranking demons followed behind.

Before long, the group arrived in front of the white tower.

Before they even got close, a protective shield formed by a layer of pale blue starlight was already blocking their way.

Venerable Lingjun flicked his finger, and a point of spiritual light exploded, causing the defensive light shield to peel away layer by layer like shards of glass.

Just then, a whooshing sound was heard, and a group of people flew in from the white tower.

These are cultivators from the Tianli, Haizu, and Luosha factions, and they are all Nascent Soul cultivators. There are over a hundred of them in total, and their overall strength is not inferior to Ningfa's side.

The leading sea race cultivators were surrounding the blue-robed youth, who was none other than the sea race's Nascent Soul cultivator, Kailandil.

Tianli's side was led by the three Holy Witches and the Moon Lord Ling Yuqing.

In front of the dozens of demonic cultivators radiating demonic energy stood an elderly man in his sixties.

He was wearing a distinctive star-blue robe, with a skull holding a star scepter aloft on the front.

This person's skin was also an eerie indigo color, and his face had bumps like sand and gravel, which shimmered slightly with starlight.

Ning Fa stared intently at the old man, a surge of emotion welling up within him.

This is definitely a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Moreover, he appears to be a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Rakshasa Immortal Cultivation Realm, which is truly remarkable.

Four Nascent Soul cultivators have now gathered in this place, which clearly shows that the Mingyuan Heavenly Pool is exceptionally attractive.

The other cultivators also noticed this and were all shocked.

Venerable Lingjun and Yuan Ming, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the demon race, also immediately looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Rakshasa.

The two men's expressions changed immediately, especially Venerable Lingjun, whose brows furrowed and his eyes showed no attempt to hide his disgust.

Yuan Ming's eyes, which had been clouded, now gleamed with a sharp light as he stared at the old man in blue robes, and he chuckled softly:

"Old Ghost Xinghai, you actually crawled out of the coffin too. I never thought I would see you again before I pass away."

Although the demon god's words seemed impolite, everyone could hear a hint of surprise in his tone.

Then, the blue-skinned old man, who seemed to be called Xinghai Old Ghost, let out a laugh like an old owl.

“Old Yuan, it has been four hundred years since we parted ways at Wu Canghai. It seems that your method has not succeeded. You are still only at the initial stage.”

A strange light flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes, and then he began to transmit his voice with slight movement of his lips.

The old ghost Xinghai looked at him with a flicker of emotion, then nodded slightly. He then looked at the cold-faced Venerable Lingjun and chuckled, "Why does Fellow Daoist Lingjun still harbor such resentment towards me?"

A hundred years ago in the Seventh Heaven, although I took that Kuangxing Yuan Stone, one of my avatars was also severely injured by you, so it can be said that we evened things out.

"I happen to have a spare Star Stone on hand. It's not that I can't give it to you, but of course I can't just give it away for free. So, I'll give you one of your Azure Hearts instead."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Lingjun's anger was ignited.

His face was filled with murderous intent, and as he turned his right hand, the silver brush suddenly spun around with great light.

Countless ink patterns the size of rice grains danced around Venerable Lingjun, emanating a soaring aura from his body.

He glared at the old ghost Xinghai and said with a sinister expression, "You have another piece of Kuangxing Yuan Stone on you, that's perfect, I'll take it myself!"

Upon seeing this, many of the Qin cultivators' expressions changed slightly. Lu Caifu, who was also from the Qian Yuan Merchant Alliance, frowned slightly, and a hint of worry could be seen in her eyes.

As top cultivators in the Great Qin cultivation world, they naturally had excellent information, especially regarding some renowned Nascent Soul cultivators.

Take, for example, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Bones Sect in the Rakshasa Immortal Cultivation World, Star Skeleton Old Ghost.

This person has been roaming the human realm for nearly two thousand years. Although he is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he has already reached the peak of the early stage.

His strength is actually greater than that of Venerable Lingjun, who has only been at the Nascent Soul stage for six hundred years. If the two were to fight, Venerable Lingjun would definitely not come out on top.

However, they also knew Lingjun's temperament well and knew that they absolutely could not speak up to stop him.

The old ghost Xinghai burst into laughter, and his previously hunched body suddenly straightened up, radiating overwhelming demonic energy.

The star-shaped skull on his robe seemed to come alive and began to writhe incessantly.

"I'd like to see if you've made any progress in the past hundred years!"

The demon god Yuan Ming, with a smile on his wrinkled face, stepped back, appearing to be neutral.

Meanwhile, the sea creature Nascent Soul cultivator, Kailandil, crossed his arms, also looking on with amusement.

His gaze was fixed on Ning Fa, and although he had a smile on his face, the chilling killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

The group of Nascent Soul cultivators from the sea race behind him were also staring at Ning Fa, their auras menacing.

Among them were many unfamiliar faces, clearly high-level sea race cultivators who had just arrived in Cangyuan, all of whom were at the late Nascent Soul stage.

Ning Fa frowned slightly, but couldn't help but worry about Venerable Lingjun.

Although he didn't know the origin of this Nascent Soul cultivator named Xinghai Old Ghost, he could vaguely sense that the spiritual pressure fluctuations on this person were significantly higher than those of Venerable Lingjun, and he was afraid that Venerable Lingjun would not be a match for him.

Just as tensions were running high, a strange buzzing sound suddenly came from the other side.

Everyone immediately turned around to look behind them, and their expressions changed instantly.

In the far distance of the sky, a white dot of light was seen rushing toward them at an incredible speed, covering several miles in the blink of an eye.

Soon, a magnificent white palace came into view, flying towards them like a shooting star.

Such a unique flying magic weapon was something Ning Fa had never seen before, and its speed was also the fastest he had ever seen. Clearly, such a top-grade treasure was not something an ordinary cultivator could possess.

Ning Fa's heart was suddenly stirred. Could it be that some powerful force had arrived again?
At this moment, the expressions of the four Nascent Soul cultivators, Lingjun Venerable, Yuan Ming, Xinghai Old Ghost, and Kailandil, also changed drastically.

The two, Venerable Lingjun and Old Ghost Xinghai, who were originally on the verge of exchanging blows, also restrained their auras and looked at the white palace with slightly solemn expressions.

Before long, the magnificent palace came to a stop in front of us.

A burst of light swept out from within, revealing dozens of figures.

It was clear that they were all human cultivators, each with an extremely powerful aura. They were all Nascent Soul cultivators, and most of them were at the mid-to-late stage.

At the very front of these people stood a tall, middle-aged male cultivator wearing a nine-clawed golden dragon robe and a golden crown.

His face was pale gold, and he stood with his hands behind his back, exuding boundless pressure like an emperor. His majestic aura was like a golden sun hanging in the sky, making people dare not look directly at him.

This was clearly a Nascent Soul cultivator, and definitely not an ordinary one. His aura was far more powerful than that of the four Nascent Soul cultivators, including Venerable Lingjun.

The expressions of the cultivators, including Ning Fa, changed drastically.

This is actually a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
Such cultivation level can be said to be at the very pinnacle of the human realm today.

Ning Fa also heard Baili Ming's exclamation.

"It's actually Yue Long!"

That old ghost actually came in person! He's the vice president of the Nine Immortals Society, and his status is even higher than that of the old monster Tian Sheng who subdued me back then!
Kid, I can't say any more to you, lest this old ghost discover something amiss, and even Black Feather and I won't be able to show ourselves freely in the future.

You'd better be careful, don't let him target you!

As Baili Ming's terrified voice faded away, Ning Fa's heart was also filled with turbulent waves.

(End of this chapter)