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Chapter 481 A Thousand Years of Taming, Sacrificing to the Mountain Plague Immortal Lord

Luzhou, the sacred mountain.

Ning Qingxuan has returned to his cave dwelling and has not yet made any further arrangements regarding the White Lotus Demon Sect.

At this moment, what appears before us is a world of scattered ashes. This is the ancient sacrificial site of Luzhou, known as the Sacrificial Mountain. It is a place that many celestial courts and sects, including those with hidden secrets, are unwilling to approach or meddle in.

The reason for this is that all living beings on this land have suffered from an ancient curse, and a plague of immortals has spread. Any immortal who gets close may be infected with the plague, leading to an unpredictable outbreak of disease.

To outsiders, this place is a forbidden zone that even immortals and gods avoid, but for Ning Qingxuan, it is the best place to rest and cultivate.

Upon returning to his cave, two streaks of black light rushed towards him and landed in Ning Qingxuan's palm. These were the two black-feathered cranes that he had tamed through blood-dripping.

"Welcome back to the manor, Lord."

A crisp sound rang out, carrying a sense of reverence.

The two black-feathered cranes looked extremely eerie. Their eyes were scarlet, like blood moons hanging upside down in the cosmic sky, seemingly capable of devouring souls and causing illusions.

Its feathers have a sickly sheen, resembling the scales of a black dragon, indestructible yet sharp and menacing.

Their bony claws emanated a plague-like aura, permeating the air with an aura of decay. It seemed that if they landed on any living being, they could cause that being to wither away and be infected with this terrible, incurable plague.

For thousands of years, Ning Qingxuan has used the God of the Universe technique of blood-dripping to tame over ten thousand creatures, attempting to restore them to their normal appearance, but to no avail.

Conversely, with the establishment of the bloodline master-servant relationship, the racial evolution that had occurred in the ant colony also appeared in these immortal beasts burdened with the immortal plague.

The final result was that the side effects of the Celestial Plague disappeared, the long-term suffering was resolved, their appearance became more terrifying, and they even gained the power to control the Celestial Plague, completely merging with it.

When Ning Qingxuan experienced the world version update, he searched for information online in the city version, but he did not find any information about beasts that matched it, nor did he find any trace of these immortal beasts carrying the immortal plague.

He even speculated that this celestial plague might be a post-apocalyptic version of the world virus. However, after experiencing it firsthand, he still couldn't find any trace of these celestial beasts. In the post-apocalyptic version, they were not only not zombies, but they probably didn't even exist.

Combining the two perspectives above, Ning Qingxuan believes that in other world versions, they might be some kind of indescribable and terrifying creatures.

"How is Feng Ling doing these days?"

Ning Qingxuan asked softly.

Feng Ling is a phoenix from Luzhou who has lived for many years. He also carries the Immortal Plague and is one of the highest-level immortal beasts in terms of strength and bloodline among the thousands of immortal beasts he tamed with his blood.

"She has woken up, and she's stronger now."

The black-feathered cranes answered, flapping their wings rapidly as they flew deeper into the sacrificial mountain.

Ning Qingxuan followed, and along the way, a group of demons appeared, bowing their heads in worship.

Before long, he saw Feng Ling lying prostrate on the ground by the river in the forest.

"Has it undergone its third evolution?"

Ning Qingxuan was deeply moved. Over the years, through continuous blood-dripping taming, countless immortal beasts had evolved to varying degrees.

However, due to some kind of bloodline limitation, they can only evolve once at most, completing the transformation to the level of a living being, and thus basically reaching their peak.

A few rare mythical beasts can undergo a second evolution, becoming even more powerful and perfect based on their first evolution.

Many years ago, Feng Ling had already completed her second evolution. At that time, through the explosion of her bloodline, her combat power was comparable to that of an early-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Her own shortcomings, including natural enemies, were almost non-existent.

Today, she has completed her third evolution, and the appearance she now reveals seems to have transcended the level of a celestial beast and entered an indescribable realm.

Its original size of ten thousand feet shrank to less than ten feet, and it possessed an exquisite human form with pure white and sacred wings growing on its back.

In Ning Qingxuan's eyes, this was clearly a completely new race of angels!
"The ultimate goal of species evolution should be divinity. Phoenix Spirit has already reached this level in its third evolution. If it were the fourth..."

Ning Qingxuan dared not imagine just how powerful it would be, for he had never witnessed it and could not predict it. Furthermore, the changes he had caused to Feng Ling in the Immortal God version would inevitably have a causal reflection if Feng Ling existed in other world versions.

"Lord Lord."

Feng Ling stood up and bowed deeply to Ning Qingxuan.

"No need for formalities, please take these elixirs."

A large amount of golden light appeared and floated in front of Feng Ling.

During the evolution process, sufficient energy is required. Ning Qingxuan is eager to see if Feng Ling still has the conditions for a fourth evolution.

"If you have any questions, you can come to me."

After saying this, Ning Qingxuan turned back to the mountain peak, preparing to cultivate back to the Great Luo level in the near future.

……

In a flash, several months passed.

The ancient Yanxian Court's celestial guards, the place where Jiang Ping died.

On this day, a large number of immortals descended, wielding celestial artifacts and using supernatural powers to recreate the scene from that day.

The leader was an old man dressed in purple robes. After seeing Ning Qingxuan make his move, he frowned.

"The Primordial Golden Immortal... When did such a great immortal arrive in Luzhou?"

Beside the old man stood a celestial general clad in golden armor. Normally, the death of a mere celestial guard would not have alarmed someone of his stature, but given that an important ceremony was about to begin in the Celestial Court, any problems that arose needed to be thoroughly investigated.

"The bloodline aura on this person does not belong to Luzhou. He must have come from another region."

The golden-armored immortal general narrowed his eyes and quickly recognized Ning Qingxuan as an outsider.

"Is it possible to trace his bloodline origins?"

Upon hearing this, the old man holding the immortal artifact immediately used his divine magic, attempting to unravel the traces left by Ning Qingxuan in the world to find out his origins.

"what……"

The old man suddenly looked serious.

"This person seems to be from the ancient imperial state, and his bloodline origin is extremely unusual."

His tone changed, and his eyes were filled with apprehension.

"Can you find out the specifics?"

Upon hearing this, the Golden-Armored Immortal General's heart sank.

This matter is already extremely difficult to handle for someone at the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal. It's beyond the capabilities of someone at that level and needs to be reported further.

Not to mention, this part of the ancient imperial state is a territory where ancient imperial clans roamed everywhere.

Anyone who walks out of there has a powerful backing.

"I remember many years ago, there was an extremely outstanding genius from the Ancient Imperial State who left the Immortal State and disappeared without a trace. Judging from the origin of his bloodline, it seems to be this person!"

The old man, holding the magical artifact, began to tremble inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)