Traversing countless worlds from the primordial era

Chapter 40 Revenge After a Century

The Ice Ancestor summoned Huang Liang, and Huang Liang could barely stand in front of the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

"You know this person's background, tell me quickly," said the Ice Ancestor.

Huang Liang said, "I just remembered that this person lived in Sanhu City more than 40 years ago. He was proficient in the art of weapon crafting. My father once took me to find him. More than 30 years ago, my father and Uncle Wu Fang invited him to the Southern State Secret Realm. According to Uncle Wu Fang, he died in the secret realm. I don't know why he has reappeared today and even successfully formed his core."

Feng Lei Dao Ren pondered, "Now that you mention it, I seem to have a vague recollection of it."

"Where are your father and Wu Fang? Call them over!" said the Ice Ancestor.

Huang Liang said, "My father also perished in the secret realm, and my Uncle Wu Fang passed away a few years ago."

"Uncle-Master, this matter is rather strange. I have never heard of anyone being able to leave the secret realm alone," said Feng Lei Dao Ren.

The Ice Ancestor pondered, "If this is true, then there must be something wrong with the secret realm."

Huang Liang was so frightened that he knelt down: "This disciple dares not utter a single falsehood."

"Get up, this has nothing to do with you. Chengsi, go to the headquarters of the Righteous Path Alliance yourself and have them send someone to investigate," said Ancestor Hanbing.

Upon receiving the decree from the Cold Ice Ancestor, Daoist Fenglei immediately rushed to the Righteous Path Alliance. The Righteous Path Alliance also took this news very seriously and sent people to investigate the Southern Continent Secret Realm. The fact that the secret realm had been destroyed was immediately exposed, and it is said that many Nascent Soul Ancestors were alarmed.

"To find out the reason, we must find him!" Ancestor Hanbing transmitted Lei Ming's image, and the Righteous Alliance sent people to search for Lei Ming in Fengdu Kingdom.

Lei Ming led Wu Zihua and the others away from Nanzhou and found a secluded mountain forest.

"This matter has alarmed the higher-ups of the Myriad Laws Sect. You can't go back to the Myriad Laws Sect now. Do you have any other plans?" Lei Ming asked.

Wu Zihua was quite disheartened, but looking at the group of younger people around him, he still forced himself to cheer up.

"Although the Myriad Laws Sect is only a mid-level sect, it is still a member of the Righteous Path Alliance. If we offend them, there will be no place for us in Fengdu Kingdom. If you wish to leave, please take us with you," Wu Zihua said.

"You need to think this through. My enemies are waiting for me to return. They are stronger than the Myriad Laws Sect, and I may not be able to protect you." Lei Ming thought of the Demon Flame Sect.

"This..." Wu Zihua hesitated. Of course, he didn't think Lei Ming was lying to him.

"The entire southern region is currently in turmoil. If you wish for peace, you can travel to the nine southern kingdoms. Although there is war there as well, it is much better than other places. I am traveling east on this journey and will take you there as well," Lei Ming suggested.

"We once again express our deepest gratitude to our senior." Wu Zihua and his family knelt on the ground.

Lei Ming spent an extra half month settling the Wu family. However, this also allowed him to evade the Righteous Path Alliance's blockade. The destruction of the Southern Continent's secret realm was no small matter; the Righteous Path Alliance would not rest until the cause was thoroughly investigated.

A few months later, Lei Ming set foot in Yue again. Counting the time, it had been almost fifty years since he left, and everything in Yue had undergone great changes.

Lei Ming returned to Huangfeng Valley first, but unfortunately, the Huangfeng Valley of the past was no more; it had become the territory of the demonic path. Lei Ming had secretly inquired and learned that Huangfeng Valley had withdrawn from Yue Kingdom several decades ago along with the other six major sects. The core disciples had all been taken away, while the outer disciples with poor aptitude were left behind to cover the retreat.

"I remember Han Li was left behind, but I don't know where he went later..." Lei Ming shook his head. Cultivators have long lifespans and are used to the vicissitudes of life. They have also seen through the changes of things and people.

Lei Ming returned to his first cave dwelling, which had fallen into disrepair and had been neglected for many years. He didn't linger and left quickly.

For the next few months, Lei Ming wandered around the Yue Kingdom. The Yue Kingdom had been occupied by the six demonic sects, and all the cultivation resources had been plundered by the demonic sects. The rogue cultivators left one after another, and the Yue Kingdom had become the domain of the demonic sects.

Lei Ming concealed his presence while inquiring about Jin Lu and the Five Poisons Master. The Five Poisons Master had already left Yue Kingdom, but Jin Lu happened to be there.

"Having avenged myself, I will leave the Kingdom of Yue."

Jin Lu led his men to occupy the mountain gate of the Giant Sword Sect. More than 20 years ago, he was still searching for Lei Ming. But as time went by, Jin Lu had to give up.

As a high-ranking member of the Demon Flame Sect, Jin Lu benefited greatly from the expansion of the demonic path. In addition, he was quite talented and successfully broke through to the mid-stage of Core Formation.

Not only that, Jin Lu reforged the Earth Spirit Banner and absorbed the primordial spirits of many cultivators, making it even more powerful than before.

That day, Jinlu was meditating in his cave when he suddenly felt uneasy, as if misfortune was about to befall him.

"What on earth is going on?" Jin Lu wondered to himself. Right now, the Yue Kingdom is dominated by the demonic path. Who else can threaten him?

Frustrated, Jin Lu left his cave, which was located on the main peak of the Giant Sword Sect, the place with the most abundant spiritual energy. Just as Jin Lu was looking up at the sky, a giant five-colored hand suddenly appeared and slammed down on him.

Jinlu instantly summoned the Earth Spirit Banner, and streaks of black clouds lifted up a giant hand. However, the black clouds only slowed down the speed at which the giant hand fell.

"Activate the formation immediately!" Jin Lu shouted. He never expected that an enemy would actually break into the core area of ​​the Giant Sword Sect.

"It's too late." A thunderous voice rang out, a flash of black light appeared, and the Earth Spirit Banner disappeared from Jin Lu's hand. Golden light swept in afterward, instantly shattering the giant cauldron magic weapon above Jin Lu's head.

"It's you!" Jinlu recognized Leiming's voice, and was both shocked and furious. Leiming had been chased around by him back then, and now his strength had surpassed his own!

Jin Lu lost the Earth Spirit Banner and now wielded a giant sword. He bypassed the five-colored giant hand and slashed at Lei Ming. The giant sword was sharp and fierce, clearly a superior magical artifact.

"Not bad, I'll take it." With a flash of golden light, the giant sword was immediately taken away.

"How is this possible?" Jinlu suspected he was under an illusion; the thunder's evil was even more pronounced than it had been decades ago.

Lei Ming chuckled lightly: "It's time for our feud to end."

Jinlu was somewhat afraid when he saw him.

"You actually succeeded in forming your core, but do you think you can fight against the Demon Flame Sect with this little strength? My sect's senior uncle will be here soon, you can't escape," Jin Lu said.

"I didn't intend to run away; I came here for you."

In order to end the battle quickly, Lei Ming unleashed the Demon-Binding Net, under which Jin Lu was powerless to resist. Lei Ming then disappeared with Jin Lu, and by the time the others arrived, it was too late.

Lei Ming didn't linger in Yue Kingdom, but instead headed south, passing through several countries. The resources of Yue Kingdom and the neighboring Yuanwu Kingdom were already monopolized by the demonic path, unless he managed to snatch them from their jaws. But if he did that, his opponent would become a Nascent Soul stage expert.

Lei Ming was confident that if he used all his means, a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to kill him, but there was more than one Nascent Soul cultivator in the Yue Kingdom.

The Righteous Alliance and the Six Demonic Sects were the two most powerful forces in Tiannan. Their actions stirred up the entire region. Along his journey, Lei Ming discovered that war was raging almost everywhere. It wasn't until a year later that Lei Ming finally found a place to settle down.

Lei Ming found a mountain peak with good spiritual energy, set up a Five Elements Formation, and then secluded himself there to cultivate. After forming his Golden Core, Lei Ming found that his cultivation speed was getting slower and slower; the growth of his five Golden Cores required consuming a large amount of spiritual energy. At this time, Lei Ming missed Han Li somewhat. Han Li had collected quite a few seeds of Five Elements spiritual herbs. If Han Li could help accelerate the ripening of these herbs, Lei Ming wouldn't have to worry about spiritual energy anymore.

"Where did this Han the Runaway go?"

Lei Ming vaguely remembered that when the demonic path invaded Yue Kingdom, Han Li was teleported to the sea through a teleportation array. Lei Ming wanted to find him, but the entire cultivation world was so big, how easy would it be to find him?

However, Lei Ming knew that Han Li would eventually return, so he simply waited for him in Tiannan.

The Five Elements Formation not only served as a defensive formation but also had the function of gathering spiritual energy. Over time, the mountain where Lei Ming was located became a sacred place for cultivation. Many cultivators came here, but they were unable to break through the Five Elements Formation at all, so they simply settled down at the foot of the mountain. Gradually, a small town with a population of several thousand formed at the foot of the mountain.

None of this concerned Lei Ming; his cave dwelling was tightly shut. Time flew by, and a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)