287: Reception Formation

Ji Yi had Ji Ziyan take the life divine spring into the Secret Realm and place it under the Tongtian Jianmu, because Ji Yi and the others were all at the Great Saint Realm, and Ji Ziyan was currently a Saint King, so only she could enter.

“With the life divine spring, we will have an Advanced Secret Realm in less than five hundred years. By then, our Ji Family will truly usher in another take-off, and doubling the number of Quasi-Emperors and Great Emperors will not be a problem.” The Second Ancestor smiled. As an Old Ancestor, what could be happier than seeing the Family soar?

After all, he could already Ascend, and staying here was only to protect the Ji Family; this was his responsibility.

Not long after, Ji Ziyan emerged from the Secret Realm, and everyone returned to the Ji Family. Next, they needed to gather Materials and Formation Cultivators to set up the reception Formation.

At the same time, the Third Ancestor also sent a message to the Venerable Ancestors of every Desolate and Savage power, asking them to come and discuss the reception Formation, mainly to have them contribute money and effort. The Ji Family had already found the Elf Clan, and now it was their turn to contribute.

Soon, the Venerable Ancestors of various powers arrived at the Ji Family. The meeting was presided over by the Third Ancestor. The Second Ancestor generally did not get involved in these matters; he and the Sword Immortal from the Savage side were only responsible for containing the two Devil Emperors.

The Third Ancestor explained the situation: the Heavenly Emperor Scripture would be handled by the Savage side, and the two Great Emperor Scriptures would be handled by the Desolate side. This was reasonable, as the Ji Family belonged to the Desolate side, so the Savage powers naturally had to bear the main burden.

Ultimately, from the Desolate side, Shiyuan Holy Land and the Undying Demon Phoenix Clan contributed two Emperor Scriptures, while other powers were responsible for compensating them.

As for the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, it would be provided by the Barbarian Clan, and other Savage powers would be responsible for compensating them.

Then, a list of Materials needed for the Formation was brought out, with each power contributing a portion. As for the Formation Cultivators, each power would contribute its strongest Formation Cultivator.

Once all matters were settled, the various powers returned to bring the Materials and people, and then they were led by the Third Ancestor to the Elf Clan.

After handing over the Cultivation Technique to Wood Spirit, everyone began to construct the reception Formation with the assistance of the Tree of Life.

Massive amounts of Spirit Stones were laid beneath the Tree of Life. The Tree of Life unleashed its Divine Might, and green light soared into the sky. Its branches and leaves entered the Void Realm, and its roots beneath the ground also pierced into the Void Realm.

“Oh my god, it’s actually a Quasi-Emperor.” Those Formation Great Saints were shocked. A Quasi-Emperor life had actually been born in the Heavenly Realm. It was truly infuriating; they had Cultivated for thousands of years and were still only Great Saints, which was truly pathetic.

The Cultivators entered the Void Realm, watching the branches and roots of the Tree of Life disappear from the Void Realm into an unknown place—that was the world barrier.

The entire process took a long time, with Spirit Stones being filled in wave after wave, causing all Cultivators to show pained expressions.

It took a full two months before the Tree of Life gave them a reply.

“Alright, I have already broken through the Heavenly Realm’s barrier.”

“Phew... If we didn’t Break through, we would all go bankrupt.” All the Cultivators exhaled, finally understanding the meaning of “time is money.”

They began to set up the reception Formation. First, all the Cultivators released a drop of fresh blood onto the Tree of Life.

“With blood as the guide, trace back to the source.” They collectively shouted, using their blood to establish a connection with the Desolate and Savage World of Two Realms.

“With Qi as the guide, Immortal Ascension Pool, establish!” After they connected with the World of Two Realms, they activated the prepared reception Formation. The power of the Formation enveloped the World of Two Realms through the Tree of Life.

An Immortal Ascension Pool was set up by them. From now on, Cultivators who Ascend from the World of Two Realms would be caught like fish in a net and brought to this Immortal Ascension Pool.

“Excellent, mission accomplished.” All the Cultivators from the World of Two Realms showed satisfied smiles. Next would be the doomsday for the Demon Realm Cultivators who Ascend; they would kill one if they saw one, and kill two if they saw two.

All the Old Ancestors from the World of Two Realms who were searching for Ascended Cultivators outside returned to their respective powers, leaving the Demon Race Old Ancestors somewhat bewildered.

They exchanged information, expressing their confusion about the actions of the World of Two Realms’ Old Ancestors.

“If my guess is correct, they should have established an Immortal Ascension Pool.” One Devil Emperor proposed his view, and other Demon Race Old Ancestors also nodded, as they also had some suspicions; this was the most likely possibility.

“This is not good.” They sighed. In this way, Demon Race members who Ascend to the Desolate or Savage territories in the future would likely only face death.

“Increase efforts, search for the Elf Clan, and at the same time, find the Immortal Ascension Pool of the World of Two Realms and destroy it.” The Devil Emperor ordered.

“Understood!” The Demon Race powerhouses moved out one after another. Now, time was on the side of the World of Two Realms.

“The Demon Race must be very anxious now. Time is on our side. The longer it drags on, the greater our advantage.” In the Ji Family, the Second Ancestor said with a chuckle.

“Yes, the Heavenly Realm is newly born, a place of great Opportunity. It is the golden age for us Cultivators. In not too long, in about three thousand years, our strength will surpass that of the Demon Race.” The Third Ancestor’s face was also full of smiles. Three thousand years was a very short time for powerhouses above the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Only the younger generation like Ji Yi felt that the concept of three thousand years was truly immense. They were only thirty or forty years old, but their Realm advancement had already slowed down. According to Ji Yi’s estimate, it would conservatively take him nearly a hundred years to Break through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Next, the Cultivators of the Desolate and Savage entered a period of focused Cultivation improvement; they were content to wait for developments.

Ji Yi and Ji Ziyan continued their journey of exploring the Heavenly Realm. Cultivating in seclusion was too boring for him; it was better to go out and comprehend the world. Moreover, those with profound Luck like them constantly encountered Opportunities, leading to even faster progress.

Of course, Xiao Zhao, that little tail, also followed them. She had been bored stiff in Ji Yi’s Small World, so bored that she had named over a hundred thousand stars in Ji Yi’s Small World.

“Daddy, Mommy, you’re not allowed to put me back in the Small World this time. Xiao Zhao is already very powerful.” Xiao Zhao said aggrievedly.

“Understood, you’re already a Saint, that’s really good.” Ji Yi rubbed Xiao Zhao’s little head.

“Daddy and Mommy, don’t worry, I’ll be able to protect you soon. In the future, you can just stay behind Xiao Zhao.” Xiao Zhao felt capable after receiving praise.

“Good, good, good, our Xiao Zhao is the most powerful. Sooner or later, she’ll step on a Devil Emperor and slap a Devil Emperor.” Ji Yi said with a smile.

“That day will come very soon. Demon Race, wait for my Xiao Zhao to destroy them.” Xiao Zhao’s tentacles clenched into fists, full of fighting spirit.

“Haha...” Ji Yi and Ji Ziyan were both amused by Xiao Zhao’s expression.

Unlike Ji Yi and the others who were full of smiles, there was one person at this moment who was frowning and looking distressed—he was Mu Zixiao.

“Damn it, this cursed place, how do I get out? Five years! Do you know how I’ve spent these five years? Do you know?! Ah!” He roared to the sky, venting the bitterness in his heart.

“Invincible Brother, stop shouting. It’s time to go mining.” Mo Xiaoyao walked over and called out to Mu Zixiao.

“Sigh...” Mu Zixiao picked up his iron shovel, ready to start moving bricks.