Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 269 Forging My Own Path (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Wu Xian and the old man's group traversed the endless mountains in search of the first ancestral land of the Stone Clan, fighting against many ferocious birds and beasts along the way.

Among them were some powerful beast kings and adult ancient races, but without exception, they all died under Wu Xian's fists, and their original precious bones were taken away by him and became spoils of war.

This is absolutely an amazing feat. If word gets out, it will surely cause a huge uproar and shock even those ancient families with profound heritage.

If sects and forces like Butian Pavilion and Zhulu Academy were to learn of this, they would certainly send out experts immediately to search for Wu Xian, making him a member of their sect and skipping many steps to directly promote him to a true disciple.

There's no way around it, Wu Xian's performance was just too phenomenal.

No, he should be called a prodigy among prodigies!

After all, even in the legendary ancient times when cultivation civilization was at its peak, there was never a child under the age of seven who could single-handedly suppress a ferocious beast of the king level.

One can imagine that if such a prodigy could be taken under one's wing, as long as he does not die prematurely, one could quickly cultivate an unparalleled venerable one, laying the foundation for the sect's fortune for hundreds of years, or even reaching a higher level, igniting the divine fire, and leading the sect to ascend to the upper realm.

Unfortunately, Wu Xian's feat was destined to remain unknown, because the Great Wilderness was too vast and too dangerous. Even top forces dared not easily venture into many forbidden areas, let alone like Wu Xian, who recklessly chose these dangerous places. As a result, he missed many cultivators and experts who went out to travel and search for geniuses.

In this way, another half month passed. Wu Xian, along with the Stone Clan elder and his several old servants, had already traversed more than 300,000 miles. Wherever they went, any mountain strongholds or bandits that harbored ill intentions towards them were easily wiped out.

However, regarding the true purpose of their trip, that long-forgotten first ancestral land, they could not find a trace of it, as if it did not exist at all.

"Perhaps... we've gone in the wrong direction."

The old man named Shi Wujiu said with embarrassment that even he was starting to doubt whether he had remembered it wrong.

Wu Xian did not give up.

It wasn't that he trusted the old man that much, but his intuition told him that this was the right path, and that if he persisted, he would find the ancestral land and meet the still-childish Desolate Emperor.

Incidentally, Wu Xian has now completely mastered the Blood Transfer Realm, reaching a level that is unprecedented and may never be surpassed.

However, at the same time, he has reached a bottleneck in developing his own potential. If he wants to continue to become stronger, he can only break through to the next realm—the Cave Heaven Realm.

Unlike the Blood Transformation Realm, which uses runes to temper the physical body, the principle of the Cave Heaven Realm is that the cultivator opens an immortal channel inside or outside the body, absorbs the essence of the world, comprehends the true meaning of the Dao runes, and thus understands the order of this world and the changes in its rules, as if evolving a small world.

Moreover, the deeper one's foundation, the more and stronger the hidden realms one can open up.

Usually, one can open up four or five cave heavens, and even if one is in the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm, one can continue to cultivate to the next realm.

Opening the sixth cave heaven signifies strength even among those at the Cave Heaven Realm; opening seven or eight cave heavens makes one a standout among geniuses; and opening the ninth cave heaven is considered the pinnacle of cultivation for this era, indicating the potential to become a hegemon.

However, according to Liu Shen's description in the original work, the pure-blooded descendants of powerful beings like the Ten Ancient Fiends have a limit of ten cave heavens. Only in this way can they be called the perfect cave heaven realm, and their future prospects are limitless.

As a time traveler, Wu Xian naturally knew this secret and had no doubt that he could open up ten grotto-heavens.

After all, his foundation is there. For ordinary geniuses, the Ten Heavenly Caves are something that can only be encountered by chance, but for him, it is just a matter of lifting a finger.

But Wu Xian was not satisfied with this.

His ambition is great; he not only wants to exceed the limits of the Ten Cave Heavens, but also to surpass the unique Cave Heaven that Shi Hao finally merged with, and to forge his own path.

However, achieving this is not just a matter of talking; it also requires a sufficient understanding and knowledge of the Cave Heaven Realm.

Clearly, the Stone Clan elders could not satisfy him with these things, and in fact, only a handful of people in the entire lower realm could do them, such as the ancestral spirit who descended from the upper realm in the first ancestral land he was searching for—the Willow God!
...Somewhere in the Great Wilderness, in a mountain stream, silver light flashed rapidly from the dense forest.

If a strong person were here, they would recognize it as a unicorn running at top speed, with a little boy who looked to be only six or seven years old sitting on its back.

The boy was handsome and cute, with a golden plush monkey perched on his shoulder. But at this moment, whether it was the man, the monkey, or the unicorn they were riding, all of them had obvious signs of panic on their faces.

"Roar----!!!"

A strange roar came from behind, and then smoke and dust exploded, tearing countless green trees and rocks apart with tremendous force, creating a terrifying scene.

This is a large, colorful worm that is tens of meters long. Its segmented body is as thick as a water vat, and its body is covered with dazzling runes. It is not a python, but it is even more ferocious than them.

As the silver light ahead continued to widen in distance, the mottled worm suppressed its anger and roared, while simultaneously twisting its massive body, leveling the surrounding forest to the ground.

"Damn it! When will this worm ever stop?!"

The boy on the unicorn's back gritted his teeth. For the past two days, this colorful worm had been relentlessly pursuing them. Although the unicorn was much faster than them, it would catch up with them by following their scent and relentlessly pursue them if they paused even slightly.

"Hurry up! Otherwise, that big worm will come back to kill us again."

The handsome boy hurriedly said that he believed that if they continued like this for several days, the tiger would eventually give up due to exhaustion after chasing them without sleep.

Upon hearing this, the unicorn rolled its eyes, inwardly uttering a curse, but still quickened its pace, transforming into a silver streak as it charged forward.

Suddenly, the boy cried out in alarm and shouted, "Watch out!!"

"boom----!!!"

As soon as they rushed out, a wave surged forth, like a thick fog filling the mountains ahead. The next second, all the ancient trees, rocks, and other objects around them were dissolved, hissing and turning into white smoke as they dissipated.

At the same time, runes flashed from all directions, falling like a net from heaven and earth, covering the direction where the unicorn was.

"Come on!"

The boy cried out, urging the unicorn to leave quickly, lest it be too late.

At that moment, a sharp bird cry rang out, and it was as if a dark cloud had fallen from the sky. A giant bird, over a hundred meters long, swooped down from above the cloud, its target the colorful worm.

The giant worm was terrified upon seeing this and immediately opened its mouthparts, spewing out a hundred-foot-long beam of light in an attempt to fight back with runes.

"boom--!!"

This ferocious bird was enormous, with a wingspan of nearly a hundred feet. When it opened its mouth, a beam of light like a galaxy shot down, flattening the entire mountainside, while the colorful worm was directly shattered into several pieces.

The boy was completely stunned. He hadn't expected this suddenly appearing ferocious bird to be so powerful, easily defeating the large, spotted insect that had left them helpless. It was far superior to the village's Green-scaled Eagle Auntie.

Thinking this, the child immediately became alert and whispered to the unicorn, urging it to escape, as this was not a place to stay for long.

No sooner had these words been spoken than the powerful, silver-gray ferocious bird landed nearby. A faint light flickered beneath its claws, and with a single tap on the ground, ripples spread out, seemingly sealing off the entire space.

The child looked extremely solemn, but he did not give up hope. He was about to throw the ball of fur with vegetables on his shoulder when he soon noticed that there seemed to be several figures standing on the back of the ferocious bird.

(End of this chapter)