Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 230 Countermeasures
“I have indeed seen the path ahead and have also figured out a vague direction.” Under the purple bamboo, Liu Shen was enveloped in the immortal light of the Great Dao. She nodded frankly and then said calmly, “However, even in the best-case scenario, it will still take at least 200,000 years to break through.”

“If things don’t go smoothly, the time will increase exponentially, and the process will be extremely dangerous. It may take hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years. I can’t be sure of the exact time,” Liu Shen continued.

"In other words, we do still have a chance." Pan Wang nodded, then looked at Fang Ming and asked, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Tian, ​​you once infiltrated the Soul River and know its inner workings. If Fellow Daoist Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit makes a breakthrough, and with the addition of the Primordial Gate, could you possibly deal with the so-called Soul River?"

Upon hearing this, all the kings present cast curious glances at him, and even Liu Shen's eyes revealed a look of curiosity.

She was completely unaware of the existence of the River of Souls. She had once thought that there was only darkness and chaos in the heavens, but now it seemed that the so-called River of Souls was also a source of strange pollution.

Moreover, Fang Ming had never mentioned the Soul River to her.

“I’m afraid that’s not enough.” Fang Ming shook his head and said, “The Soul River has more than one supreme being, and it’s not just the Soul River itself.”

"This...it's not just the River of Souls!"

Upon hearing this, the assembled Celestial Kings exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts sinking.

Qi Yu Immortal King frowned, looking worried, and said, "According to that person, under the best-case scenario, we only have a maximum of six hundred thousand years..."

Six hundred thousand years refers to the time spent cultivating in the myriad worlds, which is the time under the most ideal conditions.

It is said that ten thousand years later, the soul river tributary corresponding to the otherworld will arrive, and the people who replaced the seven strange immortal kings who fell before will come.

This is the most ideal situation. If the main body of the Soul River had already noticed their demise and sent people over long ago, they wouldn't have had that much time.

"Where's the Butcher? Why hasn't that guy come back yet? Wasn't he supposed to be returning to the Immortal Realm?" a Celestial King whispered.

Butcher's ancestors were among the founders of the current Immortal Realm and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths cultivation system, and were extremely powerful. Butcher is even more powerful than his ancestors and has the potential to break through to the Immortal King realm.

The Immortal Kings shook their heads. The Butcher was incredibly powerful and had ventured into the Boundary Sea to an unknown distance. None of them knew his whereabouts.

Qi Yu looked at the Burial King in the burial ground and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoists, how is the 'chicken farmer' in your burial ground doing? There are rumors that the ancestor of the Burial Masters has not perished. If this is true, we should ask this fellow Daoist to come out of seclusion."

The cultivation system of the Burial Master was created by the ancestor of the Burial Ground. It can be said that he was a powerful figure who pioneered the cultivation system and naturally had a greater possibility than others to become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor or even an Immortal Emperor!
Qi Yu, an ancient relic who had lived for countless years in the Immortal Realm, once suspected that some 'seniors' had not perished, and that the ancestor of the Burial Warriors was one of these seniors.

"This..." King Zang hesitated, then shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi Yu, we also do not know whether the Ancestor is still alive. We need to ask the Burial Emperor about this matter."

"Zang Huang" is the respectful title for "chicken farmer," while "chicken farmer" is just how outsiders address her.

"Fellow Daoists, please hurry," Qi Yu said solemnly.

Youzang Wang replied, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, we naturally understand such matters."

Now that we've chosen sides, there's no point in hesitating; those who waver in the face of adversity never end well.

When a major battle is about to begin, those who waver in their allegiance are often the first to be eliminated.

"Can the flow of time in Fellow Daoist Xuantian's myriad worlds be accelerated?" At this moment, a Celestial King spoke, his expression filled with anticipation.

Currently, the flow rate inside Fang Ming's myriad worlds is roughly sixty times that outside. One day outside is equivalent to two months inside, which is quite rapid.

“It can be sped up, but that will have to wait until I become a Celestial King,” Fang Ming replied.

At present, although his strength is no weaker than that of a Celestial King, he is not a Celestial King after all, and the myriad worlds are not yet the true Great Thousand Worlds.

Once he becomes a Celestial King, he can naturally further accelerate the flow of time within the myriad worlds.

Based on the extrapolation, the increase would be around a hundredfold. However, due to diminishing marginal utility, the actual increase cannot be as large as imagined, and the speed of time cannot be accelerated by a thousandfold or more.

Upon hearing this, the kings present were somewhat disappointed, not because they thought this Fellow Daoist Xuantian was incapable of becoming an Immortal King, but because time was running out.

Becoming a Celestial King is not easy. At this moment, this Fellow Daoist Xuantian seems to be only one step away from the Celestial King realm, but under normal circumstances, this one step often takes at least several thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years.

This is the fastest and most successful scenario. If things don't go so smoothly, it might not be possible to succeed even in hundreds of thousands of years.

Given the current situation, they don't have that much time left.

His myriad worlds are effective for outsiders, but not for himself.

At present, he cannot do such a illogical thing.

However, what they didn't know was that while this might be true for others, it wouldn't take Fang Ming so long.

He had a very clear understanding of the Immortal King realm; if not completely, then he had a pretty good grasp of it. He just needed to absorb more of the origins from the tributaries of the Soul River from the Shrouding Heaven side, as well as the origins from the other realm, and that would be enough.

It doesn't even need to be completely devoured; it doesn't take that long.

There's no need to talk about this. There are still some parasites in the Immortal Realm that haven't been cleaned up yet, so to avoid causing any unforeseen trouble, we don't have time to deal with them right now.

Fang Ming then spoke up, saying, "We are not in a completely hopeless situation right now. Everyone can focus on your cultivation. The sky won't fall, and we have our own methods."

"Could it be that the senior who forged the Primordial Gate is still alive?" Immortal King Qi Yu asked, revealing his surprise.

Upon hearing this, the other Celestial Kings present also showed surprise. In their understanding, the creator of the Primordial Gate was the one who left the footprints on the boundary sea dam.

In their minds, the one who crossed the sea to quell the rebellion during the era of the fallen emperor had already perished.

“The predecessor who forged the Primal Gate has certainly not perished, but his current situation is somewhat special!” Fang Ming said.

Upon hearing this, the kings present all breathed a sigh of relief and were instantly less tense.

There are still supreme quasi-immortal emperors within the heavens, so there's nothing to fear or worry about.

Having and not having are two different concepts. The Primal Gate can fight two opponents at once. Judging from the Primal Gate's performance, that senior must be extremely powerful.

After discussing for a while, some of the burial kings went to the burial ground to find the burial emperor and inquire about the ancestor of the burial masters; some immortal kings went to the immortal realm to inquire about the butcher; but most of them went directly into the myriad worlds to cultivate in seclusion.

Having learned how to break through from King to Emperor, they need to carefully summarize their own paths. No matter what, they all want to try to break through to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm, even at the cost of their own demise.

In the Purple Bamboo Forest of the Immortal Abode, only Fang Ming and Liu Shen remained.

Fang Ming looked at Liu Shen with great seriousness and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, are you really close to breaking through the Immortal King's shackles?"

He couldn't be sure if Liu Shen had said that on purpose to appease the assembled kings and cooperate with him.

“Of course,” Liu Shen nodded and said calmly, “In fact, I was originally walking this path, but I didn’t know it was the path to becoming an emperor.”

"Only after you explained it to me clearly did I realize that I was already on the right path," she further explained.

For a normal cultivator, the time it takes to go from Immortal King to Quasi-Immortal Emperor is very long; it took Shi Hao millions of years to succeed.

He only accelerated his breakthrough by borrowing external help from the enemy; otherwise, the time would have been longer, which shows how difficult it was.

Shi Hao's million years refers to the time from ascending to the Immortal King level to breaking through to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level. However, Liu Shen's situation is different; she has been at the Immortal King level for countless millennia.

"Fellow Daoist is indeed amazing." Fang Ming cupped his hands in greeting, then got down to business. He said, "I would like to ask you to do me a favor and help me find that 'fake medicine seller' clone."

According to the original agreement, it was far from time yet, but given the current situation, he had to find a way to strengthen his side's combat power.

Based on what I remember, the butcher later became an Immortal Emperor. Those who could be compared to him, like the "fake medicine seller" and the "chicken farmer," would likely have the same potential. Even if they didn't have the potential to become an Immortal Emperor, they would at least have the possibility of becoming a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Millions of years have passed, and they have not been able to break through. It's one thing that they themselves are not amazing enough, but it's another that there is no precedent for them.

Now that there are predecessors to guide us, there is a great possibility of a breakthrough, after all, they are all Emperor Light Immortal Kings, with a profound foundation.

Moreover, Fang Ming also had some ideas about the secret method of dividing the 'selling fake medicine' into six parts.

The River of Souls has already been exposed within the myriad worlds. If all those who know about it cannot be eliminated, then the danger of these myriad worlds will inevitably increase exponentially.

It's foreseeable that erasing all those in the know is unrealistic. Needless to say, those two quasi-immortal emperor weapons from the other realm will definitely leave soon, crossing the boundary sea to inform their masters.

Fang Mingzhen didn't think those quasi-immortal emperors in the Soul River had any ability to kill those four real 'Dao Ancestors'.

They truly pioneered a system, a genuine and highly valuable Dao Ancestor!
Since the Celestial Emperor level power of the Mysterious Clan did not appear, Fang Ming did not think that the four people would be easily defeated.

As for the possibility that they have completely sided with the Unseen race, that's unlikely. They want to use the dark origin to advance their own power. If, after advancing further, they are no longer themselves, then is there any point in advancing further?
It is foreseeable that a great battle at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level will inevitably break out soon!

At that point, Fang Ming didn't have many options: either run away or tough it out!
As for whether there's any possibility of resisting, that depends on how well the secret method of splitting the fake medicine into six parts works.

If that doesn't work, then we'll have to run away.

(End of this chapter)