Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 936 Different Methods, Same Effect: Defying Heaven

Shi Yangzongtian shuddered, his heart shattering into pieces.

He suddenly dared not look into the cloudy eyes of the junior in front of him, and lowered his head in unbearable pain.

The bone continued to sob, as if it could finally release its pent-up emotions.

However, this action angered the person who asked the question, whose expression turned cold, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Gu Ji's reaction.

"Noisy!"

He pointed out that a wisp of fire fell into the bone between the eyebrows, and then an invisible fire burst into flames, scorching the bone deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The intense pain finally broke the bone, followed by a cry and a series of low growls, like those of a wild beast.

The others remained unmoved, leaving only Shi Yangzongtian, an elderly man in his eighties, who had exhausted all his methods, whether kneeling and begging or shouting angrily, but none of them could alleviate even a fraction of the suffering of the younger generation in his clan.

In an instant, the eerie palace was filled with mournful cries, resembling the legendary underworld...

At this moment, a young woman standing behind seemed unable to bear it any longer. Suddenly, she flicked her finger, and a sharp ray of light flew out, easily piercing through the bone and between the eyebrows.

Gu Ji's body trembled, and his eyes gradually lost focus, but he did not feel pain; instead, he felt a sense of relief.

The scene fell silent. The executioner looked displeased, glanced back at the woman, and said sarcastically, "Sister Hui, you really have the heart of a bodhisattva. You stopped us from making a move just now, and now you're giving him a quick death. What, do you know where Brother Chengkong is?"

The young woman remained unmoved, and said in a deep voice, "The tribes here are ultimately subordinate to my Feather Clan. If word gets out that my second brother is so ruthless, it will damage the reputation of my Feather Clan."

The man administering the punishment smirked: "If Sister Hui truly cares about the clan's reputation, she shouldn't have allowed Yu Chengkong to act so recklessly and plot with the Hong clan to this extent. What exactly does he want to do?"

The girl's expression suddenly turned cold, but she ultimately remained silent.

She and Yu Chengkong share the same lineage as Qingling, and their family genealogy traces back to the former Holy Maiden Yu Nie, so she naturally knows the secrets and secretly favors the actions of the Holy Maiden.

However, most people in the tribe did not think this way.

The Xuanling main lineage, which is now in power, is the descendant of the traitor who betrayed Yu Nie back then. Not only can they not listen to these old stories, they also call themselves heroes who have set things right.

It is said that if it weren't for the decisive action of their ancestors, the Feather Clan's lineage would have long been annihilated in the depths of the Ruins.

Although they are still trapped in the land of Guixu, they are still one of the top clans in Guixu. When have their direct descendants ever suffered?
The Su Ling branch, which emerged from this situation, constantly spouts nonsense about not taking sides, but it's clear to everyone that they've long since tipped the scales in favor of the Xuan Ling who holds power...

"All right."

Yu Lingxi suddenly spoke, and everyone present perked up and listened attentively.

As the most favored youngest daughter of the clan leader Yu Shan, Yu Lingxi is stronger than everyone else and is undoubtedly the best choice for the next Holy Maiden. They dare not ignore her.

"Now that the tribal chief has returned, isn't it easy for him to find out where he went by air?"

Upon hearing this, the man administering the punishment laughed heartily and said loudly, "Don't worry, young lady. The previous man's cultivation level was too low, and he couldn't withstand my methods, so he was hesitant and couldn't get any answers. This old man may look frail, but his cultivation level is considerable, so I think he can give me a good turn..."

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The clouds drift and roll, the sunlight shifts and dances.

The five members of the Gong family walked and stopped frequently. Whenever they stopped, they would see the man with the fan holding a Bagua star chart with flowing black patterns in his palm. After the blue light moved around the star positions several times, he would concentrate on deducing the directions.

Although their stop-and-go approach was somewhat slow, if Chen Mu and the others were to observe them, they would be shocked to discover that they were following an exact, perfectly predictable path.

Judging by this pace, they would reach the deep abyss that stretched for an unknown distance in about half an hour.

"Thanks to my cousin Qingyuan's magical treasure, otherwise how could I have locked up such ethereal energy?"

Suddenly, someone in the group chuckled softly.

The man holding the fan became somewhat smug and couldn't help but boast, "I obtained this item by chance. It is a treasure of the Nine Luminaries Star Pivot Hall of the True Immortal Dao lineage. Don't be fooled by its ancient and simple shape; it is a supreme treasure that directly inherits the deduction of the Purple Palace."

He tapped the fan ribs with his knuckles, scattering a few sparks. "Let alone this small world, even in the Void Illusion, that scoundrel Hong Wuyai wouldn't be able to escape."

"Tsk tsk... A true immortal lineage, Brother Qingyuan is truly blessed with incredible fortune."

The man with the fan grew even more smug. His gaze swept over them, only to find Gong Qinghe looking completely unimpressed. He chuckled inwardly, then said:

"It's nothing, but Fourth Brother has just returned from his travels in the outside world. He must have acquired many treasures. When we face our opponents later, we hope that Fourth Brother can broaden our horizons."

As soon as he finished speaking, a glint of light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the flatterer, and he clapped his hands together and exclaimed, "Excellent! Fourth Brother has been traveling for many years, have you ever paid homage to the Nine Luminaries Star Pivot Palace?"

Gong Qinghe replied calmly, "This sect is located far away in Lingdu and has never set foot here."

The person who had been praising him nodded slowly and said it was a pity.

The man with the fan suddenly felt cheerful and said with feigned regret, "The Nine Luminaries Star Pivot is the top star in Lingdu, and even in the entire Floating Cloud Realm, it is among the top three."

"Since Fourth Brother has never visited this sacred place, he has been traveling across mountains and rivers all these years..."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, and with a "whoosh," his folding fan unfolded, half-concealing his mocking smile.

Gong Qinghe showed no anger, but instead smiled meaningfully and said, "I never thought you would admire the True Immortal lineage so much. If that's the case, why bother looking for the Nine Luminaries Star Pivot Palace, which is far away in the sky? There is a lineage successor right here who is no less than that sect."

"Oh?"

The man with the fan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting the other party to respond in this way.

The one who had been flattering him became interested: "Who is Fourth Brother talking about?"

"Who else could it be?" Gong Qinghe retorted.

The group paused for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Gong Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly. He had only just guessed Chen Mu's true identity. He claimed to be Liang Chong's junior brother from the Liang family and had also condensed the Ze Ding Dao Fruit. He was probably the successor of the Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion.

He subconsciously looked up and saw that Gong Daosheng was not surprised at all, and his brow twitched involuntarily.

"It seems the clan already knew this person's identity..."

The room fell silent for a moment. The man with the fan also came to his senses and stopped talking, focusing on using the star chart in his hand.

Before long, their eyes lit up at the same time, as they all discovered the bottomless "abyss".

"The astrological chart indicates that the fluctuations are contained within this!"

The man with the fan gave a low shout, and the group's escape speed increased instantly, appearing above the ravine in a flash.

But before they could rush down, they suddenly sensed an astonishing aura emanating from the distant sky.

A series of dazzling streaks of light pierced through the clouds, revealing the Winged Clan members.

Gong Daosheng frowned and looked at the white-haired old man who had been casually brought over by the Feather Clan True Monarch. He suddenly realized that although the two families used different methods, their destinations were the same.

When the Feather Clan members saw that Gong Daosheng and his group had arrived even earlier than them, they were also somewhat surprised, but their expressions quickly turned cold:
“Fellow Daoist Gong, this place is the palace of my ancestors, but it has nothing to do with the Gong clan. If you are looking for opportunities, please go elsewhere…” The faces of the group darkened, and Gong Daosheng immediately understood.

He thought to himself that if he continued to back down, his people would really become alienated from him.

Thinking of this, before the other party could finish speaking, he interrupted loudly: "What you are saying makes no sense. How do you know this is your ancestor's palace?"

"Moreover, we have come to apprehend the derelict elders of our clan, and we cannot retreat simply because of a single word from you..."

If the first sentence had greatly invigorated the man with the fan and his companions, the weakened momentum of the second sentence made them shake their heads and sigh inwardly.

The Feather Clan True Monarch could also tell that he was becoming increasingly unafraid of Gong Daosheng's challenge and was about to forcefully coerce him, but was unexpectedly stopped by Yu Lingxi.

She stepped forward and said calmly, "In that case, fellow Daoist, please feel free to do as you please."

After she finished speaking, she nodded to her people and then flew down into the abyss together.

At first, the Feather Clan True Lord did not ask many questions because of the presence of outsiders. After they were out of sight of the Gong Clan members, he asked in confusion, "Gong Daosheng is fierce but timid. As long as we put pressure on him, he will definitely have many concerns and dare not step forward easily. Why did Ling Xi stop him?"

Yu Lingxi remained expressionless, her gaze shifting as if it could pierce through the darkness to the very bottom of the abyss: "Yu Chengkong and that True Monarch Hong are not a concern, but that person from outside is a variable. Since the Gong clan is so eager to step forward, why not hand this person over to them to deal with..."

Upon hearing this, everyone slowly nodded, except for Shi Yangzongtian, who was surrounded by deathly aura, who sighed inwardly, feeling that his last glimmer of hope had vanished...

Meanwhile, inside the Ice Palace.

Sweating on their foreheads, Chen Mu and the other two huddled together, painstakingly deducing the outline of the stone tablet from the scattered rubble. Apart from some minor inconsistencies, the rest was already a good fit for observation.

However, the scriptures and secret methods are ultimately extraordinary, especially the method of merging the bloodlines of all races. The slightest omission could lead to the loss of all previous efforts. Therefore, even if a single word was missing, the three dared not slack off in the slightest.

As Chen Mu continued his deductions, he became increasingly alarmed, secretly marveling at the unparalleled talent of Yu Nie and Xuan Ming, who created this secret technique.

This method is not only suitable for the winged race, but can also be used freely in human bodies.

The world is full of diverse bloodlines, each with its own inherent advantages and disadvantages. Yet this method seems capable of breaking free from such shackles of destiny.

Although he had not yet fully grasped the hidden dangers, what he had just realized was enough to leave him speechless with shock...

Imagine if humans used this method to fuse with the essence of the Feathered Race, wouldn't they be able to inherit their innate talents and abilities to some extent?

In that case, what reason would there be for those innate bloodline constraints to exist?

As his thoughts wandered, Chen Mu suddenly recalled the "Great Five Elements Zhou Tian Xuan Technique" he had practiced in his early years. That method of refining spiritual roots to defy fate was surprisingly similar to this.

When he first encountered this technique, he was amazed by its extraordinary nature. Now he realizes that this kind of technique that defies fate is not an isolated case.

"Human wisdom is truly as vast as an abyss. If it weren't for the depletion of their natural talents, how could they have created a method to enhance their spiritual roots? Take Yu Nie for example; if it weren't for the curse that confined her to the Ruins of Return, this method would probably never have come into being..."

Despite his feelings of admiration, Chen Mu maintained a cautious attitude towards this law.

In his experience, such secret techniques that defy the laws of nature are bound to bring disaster. Observing and studying them is acceptable, but personally practicing them is absolutely forbidden...

The thought had barely left his mind when he suddenly sensed a commotion outside, and his brow furrowed involuntarily.

Yu Chengkong and the other person's expressions also changed, especially after they spotted the battered old man, they exclaimed in shock, "Chief Shi Yang, he..."

In just a few breaths, Yu Lingxi also sensed the three figures. A cold smile flashed across her lips as she transformed into a streak of cold light and shot into the hall.

The Feather Clan followed closely behind, ignoring the enormous stone tablet, but their eyes were involuntarily drawn to the shimmering jade pillar.

"This is... the Holy Spirit Feather Robe?!"

Exclamations rose and fell, everyone's pupils contracted simultaneously, followed by a surge of elation.

The Holy Spirit Feather Robe has been lost for over 20,000 years, and now it has been discovered by them. If they can bring it back to their clan, it will be an unparalleled achievement!
The executioner's eyes darted around, and he casually tossed Shi Yangzongtian aside. He immediately demanded, "Yu Chengkong, you discovered the ancestral realm but didn't report it. Instead, you colluded with outsiders to plot. What exactly are you trying to do?"

Yu Chengkong ignored him and instead looked at the young women at the back of the line, and said loudly, "Sister, Uncle, I have found the method of fusion of the bloodlines of all races left by our ancestors. Are you still going to do nothing and let these villains who have betrayed our ancestral teachings run rampant?"

The young women's eyes narrowed, and they quickly replied, "Don't talk nonsense, come back right now!"

Yu Chengkong seemed disheartened. He shook his head, then turned and waved his hand, releasing spiritual light to sweep the stone tablet and the remaining rubble into his personal cave.

But at that moment, a cold glint flashed in Yu Lingxi's eyes, and Xuanling pierced the sky like a rainbow piercing the sun, severing the spiritual energy link.

Yu Chengkong's expression darkened, and he could only look at Chen Mu, saying in a deep voice, "I beg Fellow Daoist Chen to help me!"

Compared to Hong Wuyai, he trusted Chen Mu more...

He unleashed his spiritual light once more, and Yu Lingxi snorted coldly. This time, he not only targeted the spiritual light but also included the stone tablet. Judging from his momentum, he intended to shatter it again.

In an instant, the vortex of spiritual energy surged down like a raging torrent, carrying immense power as it pressed down from the sky.

Chen Mu's heart stirred slightly. He thought to himself that Yu Chengkong had treated him with sincerity, and he could not stand idly by.

He stepped forward, his robes fluttering in the wind. Suddenly, a phantom image of a vast ocean appeared, with layers of waves rising out of thin air, forcefully cleaving open a small patch of pure land amidst the raging spiritual pressure.

Taking this opportunity, Yu Chengkong also stored the stone tablet in his cave, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank you, fellow Daoist..."

Yu Lingxi frowned slightly, not looking at Chen Mu, but turning to look at the Gong family group who had arrived late.

Seeing that Gong Daosheng showed no sign of making a move, she gave a cold laugh and said in a pretentious manner, "Capture all three of them and bring them back to the clan!"

"Yes!"

Several figures rushed out simultaneously, instantly forming an encirclement.

Gong Daosheng was caught in a dilemma. He had originally planned to reap the benefits, but Yu Lingxi did not give him that opportunity.

Although he could guess that the other party was deliberately trying to force him to take action, he didn't dare to gamble.

Hong Wuyai is fine, but Chen Mu cannot be given to anyone else...

Thinking of this, he shouted, "How dare outsiders interfere in the affairs of our clan! Qinghe, listen to my command, immediately capture Hong Wuyai and that extraterrestrial cultivator who bears the karma of our clan!"

Gong Qinghe and the other three responded in unison and rushed out as well.

Seeing this, Yu Lingxi smiled slightly, exchanged glances with her clansmen, and made way for Chen Mu.

She didn't care why Gonggong cared about Chen Mu, because both the method of merging the bloodlines of all races and the Holy Spirit Feather Robe were of paramount importance and could not be neglected...

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield situation became clear.

The three forces intertwined in a chaotic vortex, making it clear to anyone that Chen Mu and his companions were trapped in a lonely city, surrounded by predatory hunters...

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(End of this chapter)