Cultivating with Bragging System

Chapter 746 378: The End is Nigh, Rebellion in the Holy Land_2

After that, there was no further word.

"It must be him!" Li Zuoyue exclaimed. "I knew it! His tone of voice just now was so familiar, incredibly familiar!"

Xiang Tiange was puzzled. "If he's here, why won't he meet with us? Why leave in such a hurry?"

Li Xuanqi, who had been silent, now spoke slowly. "He seemed to be in a great hurry... He only managed to save Junior Sister Ji by barely squeezing out the time."

Everyone's feelings were complex; the long-anticipated reunion with an old friend seemed to end almost as soon as it began.

Just at that moment, massive energy fluctuations emanated from ahead. The Secret Realm was torn open, and thick thunderclouds swirled above.

Ji Zidian was about to undergo Tribulation Transcendence!

"She successfully refined fifty percent of her origin. She's about to transcend another tribulation!"

"Again? This is her seventeenth Heavenly Tribulation, isn't it?"

"Junior Sister Ji is truly giving it her all!"

Everyone sighed. They knew that even with a great fortune like inheriting the Heavenly Venerate's origin, such rapid progress was inseparable from her dauntless, death-defying spirit.

Li Xuanqi said nothing. She turned and left.

"Senior Sister Li is also about to undergo Tribulation Transcendence again soon, right?"

"Her fortune is astounding, perhaps even greater than Junior Sister Ji's. She's already endured nineteen Heavenly Tribulations and is now advancing toward the Quasi-Emperor realm..."

After a few more sighs, Li Zuoyue and the others fell silent and went their separate ways to cultivate. Although they didn't possess the same earth-shattering fortunes as the two women, they had experienced many adventures and fortuitous encounters over the years under Ye Guhong's guidance and through their own opportunities. Their cultivation levels had also advanced rapidly, and they had even inherited legacies from Quasi-Emperor powerhouses. Now, they were all Heavenly Immortals who had passed at least Twelve Tribulations.

「Meanwhile.」

Somewhere above a chaotic, cloud-shrouded lake of magma, a figure enveloped in mystic light slowly materialized. The light dissipated, revealing a young man's face.

Wang Xiu looked down at the boundless, scorchingly red lake of magma. The spectacular sight stretched as far as the eye could see.

Beneath here should be the Fire Clan's Imperial Palace, where the Southern Vermilion Flame resides. It can forge a fire-attribute immortal body for this avatar of mine... But this is a forbidden land of the Fire Clan, fraught with peril. This avatar is still a bit too weak!

He pondered for a moment, then closed his eyes and waited.

Several days later, a figure tore through the void and appeared. It was another "Wang Xiu." Without a word, he merged into the first Wang Xiu. In an instant, his aura surged, more than doubling in power. Wang Xiu sat down cross-legged and continued to wait.

The third avatar.

The fourth.

By the time the sixth avatar had merged with him, the aura emanating from Wang Xiu had grown to a terrifying level. He stood up, and with a light flick of his sleeve, the vast magma lake below parted, opening a massive channel. It was an awe-inspiring scene, with waves cresting a thousand zhang high.

「Pivot of Heaven Realm.」

In a bustling immortal pavilion within a certain fairy city, a banquet named the "Evergreen Banquet" was underway. Countless prodigies and fairies had converged here. Even the brilliant paragons from the Yaoguang Heavenly Realm's Qingyun List had gathered to compete and test their skills against one another. The place was abuzz with people coming and going.

"At this Evergreen Banquet, my senior brother will surely take the top spot!"

DING!

[Boasting detected nearby. Congratulations to the Host for gaining Mana +1,000!]

"Our eldest senior brother has perfected his 'Twenty-Four Nights Unfalling Spear.' He will surely use it to enter the Dao in the future! Although these people are all geniuses, I doubt any of them can withstand a single strike from his spear!"

DING!

[Boasting detected nearby. Congratulations to the Host for gaining Mana +1,000!]

"I beg to differ. There are always stronger people out there. My young lady is exceptionally talented. At her birth, there was a miraculous sign of a white dragon entering her chambers! She is the true powerhouse at this Evergreen Banquet!"

DING!

[Boasting detected nearby. Congratulations to the Host for gaining Mana +2,000!]

The immortal pavilion was vast, rising nine stories high. Each story was a Cave Heaven unto itself, containing an immense space. A sea of onlookers had gathered, their murmurs and discussions filling the air.

In a corner, a young man dressed as a scholar drank by himself, seemingly indifferent to the Evergreen Banquet. He simply drifted towards wherever the boasting was loudest. His entire purpose was just to watch the drama unfold!

Similar scenes played out across the Nine Heavens.

Over the years, Wang Xiu had pushed his Great Luo Supreme Divine Sense to its absolute limit, having long since lost count of how many avatars he had sent out. They walked throughout the Nine Heavens, assuming different identities. Some mingled in bustling crowds, listening in on all the boasting. Others targeted the locations of heavenly treasures, endlessly excavating and exploring.

The one thing they all had in common was that they were all very busy.

Busy with one thing—improving!

They were improving as fast as they possibly could, never stopping for a single moment. With the Heavenly Dao avatar assisting him, almost any question was answered, and nothing was withheld. It was as if Wang Xiu had a God's-eye view, with every secret and past event of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths laid bare before him.

Just like that, another hundred years passed in a flash.

「Demon Realm.」

Beside that same cliff, the Teacher leaped down into the river of magma. The scorching demonic flames were repelled by waves of invisible force, unable to get within half a foot of his body. He arrived at the very bottom, where a Blood Pool lay. Swirling within it was the purest Demonic Qi in all of heaven and earth.

Demonic Qi and purity, two words that were usually contradictory, were a perfect match here. This place was the very source of all demons between heaven and earth.

The Ancestral Demon Pool.

The Teacher approached the Ancestral Demon Pool and knelt, his expression sincere, like the most fervent believer. The water in the pool began to boil. A boundless aura, unimaginably grand, spread out, seeming to transcend the very world itself.

"I pay my respects, My God!" the Teacher kowtowed with extreme reverence.

The grand aura slowly solidified, forming an immense figure. It stood as if within a galaxy, making the Teacher seem utterly insignificant. The figure was so vast that its appearance was impossible to discern. One could only hear a series of syllables being emitted. They were difficult to pronounce, yet the Teacher understood their meaning.

It was the language of the Dao.

Only those whose comprehension of the Great Dao had reached near perfection could use it. Or rather, it wasn't a language at all, but a manifestation of the operating principles of all things in the universe.

The Teacher's expression shifted slightly. He said reverently, "I have been laying my plans for a long time. I only need another thousand years to rise up and welcome My God's descent! I implore My God to grant us a little more time!"

The being opposite emitted another series of syllables—short and cold.

The Teacher lowered his head in submission. "Yes, I understand!"

WHOOSH!

All the visions vanished. The Ancestral Demon Pool returned to its calm state. Bubbles rose to the surface of the pool and burst, a dreamlike sight. The Teacher's gaze fell upon the Demonic Qi dissipating from the bursting bubbles, and he was lost in thought.

What happened? What could make an ancient god—with its endless lifespan, immortal and undying, coeval with the heavens—convey such a sense of urgency? Could there have been another accident?

A long time later, he left that place and returned to the top of the cliff. A number of powerful Shadow Fiends were already waiting there.

"Tell them to accelerate their progress. We will act at any moment!" the Teacher said, his voice indifferent.

The demons were all astonished and began to discuss among themselves.

"Why so sudden? Won't this be too hasty?"

"Act now? The risks are still quite high!"

"This is the will of the ancient god!" the Teacher calmly interrupted their chatter.

The next moment, all the demons bowed their heads.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years went by.

One day, when everything was as quiet as a windless lake, a piece of news suddenly arrived like a great stone dropped into its placid waters.

「Yaoguang Holy Land.」

A message-bearing Jade Slip cut through the void, emitting an urgent tremble.

"Urgent report! The Tianshu Holy Land has rebelled, abandoning Duan Kong Mountain! A vast horde of the Demon Race has poured into the Nine Heavens!"