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445: Life is short and I'm going to give it a try!

The Heavenly Tide not only enriched the Spiritual Qi.

It also made the barrier between the Cultivation World and the Spirit Realm incredibly weak, allowing Immortals who were already powerful to force their way into the Cultivation World and do whatever they pleased.

Meanwhile.

Within the Chasing Immortal Sect in Xian Lake City.

Gong Miaoyin sat on the Sect Master's throne with an anxious expression. In front of her lay a palm-sized bronze mirror, which allowed her to peer into the entirety of the Whirlwind River Valley and observe the scene of many people entering and exiting the valley.

Standing beside her was a woman wearing a long cyan dress named Qinghe, who was the current Sect Master of the Chasing Immortal Sect.

She said anxiously, "Grand Elder, rumors about Immortals descending from the sky have been increasing in recent days. It seems a great change is about to occur in the Cultivation World. If this continues for long, it will be very unfavorable for Sects like ours that have no Immortals to hold the fort. What should we do now? Should we find a way to contact the Upper Realm and have them send an Immortal down to guard us?"

"This matter is not easy to handle. Apart from the Sea Dragon God Sect, the Chasing Immortal Sect has few opponents. What I am worried about is the Netherworld Soul Hall; they have made many enemies and I estimate they won't last more than a few years."

Qinghe had a strange expression. She had noticed that for the past two years, the Grand Elder seemed increasingly concerned about the Netherworld Soul Hall, and her attitude towards them was somewhat off.

However, there were some questions she dared not ask, so she could only tentatively say, "The Netherworld Soul Hall has no connection to our Chasing Immortal Sect. Why does the Grand Elder care about them so much?"

"You don't understand."

Gong Miaoyin rolled her eyes at her. This little girl was someone she had raised herself, and Gong Miaoyin did not want to discuss matters of love in front of her. She only said, "In the coming days, closely monitor the movements of the Netherworld Soul Hall. I am going into seclusion for a period of time, and I will strive to have the people from the Upper Realm send someone powerful down to guard the Sect. Otherwise, I fear the Daoist tradition of the Chasing Immortal Sect will not survive this calamity."

"Rest assured, Grand Elder. If anything happens, I will notify you immediately."

Qinghe gave Gong Miaoyin a suggestive look before quickly leaving the place...

...

On the other side, in the direction of the Oasis Sea, the vast, boundless ocean was dotted with many islands. Upon the ocean, huge fishing boats were scattered, catching the fish from the sea.

However, the way these people harvested their catch was very peculiar.

Just then, a large ship dozens of zhang long sailed past a group of reefs. On the deck stood several Cultivators in black robes, using their Spiritual Qi to scoop fish from the ocean with their bare hands.

However, they did not need the fish meat; instead, they directly used Magical Artifacts to drain the vitality and blood energy from the fish. Once collected, they would toss the dried fish back into the sea, and the cycle continued.

These were the people of the Sea Dragon God Sect!

It was not just the fish. The indigenous inhabitants of the surrounding islands had also become their slaves, responsible for reproducing in large numbers to provide them with blood energy and life force, which were used to cultivate Puppets.

The headquarters of the Sea Dragon God Sect was located on Qian Yue Island, the largest in the Oasis Sea region.

In the center of Qian Yue Island, a three-zhang-high altar had been built. Nine holes were carved into the altar, and at this moment, those nine holes were emitting black light, with pillars of light shooting straight into the sky.

At this moment, many high-ranking members of the Sea Dragon God Sect were kneeling beside the altar, none daring to look directly at the changes occurring on it.

Standing beside the Sea Dragon God Sect Master was a gaunt old man in a black robe, his cheeks sunken and his body reduced to nothing but skin and bones. It was impossible to tell his exact age; one could only tell that he was very thin...

The Sea Dragon God Sect Master, prostrate on the ground, asked the old man cautiously, "Grand Elder, the altar is emitting light. Is it that the people from the Upper Realm are going to gift us Magic Treasures again?"

"Perhaps."

The old man stared at the light on the altar, a look of conflict in his eyes.

He was originally a servant of the Soul Clan Royal Family, having come to this world through a Formation to cultivate Puppets for the Soul Clan. But now, the Sea Dragon God Sect was at the height of its power in this world; as long as they didn't go to Lingzhou, they could live very comfortably within the sea region.

Ordinary people only regarded the Sea Dragon God Sect as a newly risen force, but only this old man knew clearly that the reason the Sea Dragon God Sect could rise so rapidly was solely due to the large amount of soul-attacking techniques and Divine Soul Magic Treasures provided by the Soul Clan through the teleportation Formation.

However, the light from the altar this time was wrong; it seemed that someone on the other side intended to teleport over, which made the old man feel conflicted.

He was now at the Void Refinement Stage Great Perfection, and with his elusive soul techniques, if he remained in this world, he would be a king standing high above all. If he continued to maintain contact with the Soul Clan, he would remain a servant and a slave.

"Life is but a fleeting autumn; I might as well take this gamble. From now on, the Sea Dragon God Sect will be mine alone!"

A sharp glint appeared in the old man's eyes, and he immediately struck out with a fierce palm towards the altar.

With his current Realm, a single strike could collapse mountains and sever rivers. The mere altar teleportation Formation was built of ordinary stone and naturally could not withstand this blow. It was smashed into fragments on the spot. The tremendous commotion caused many believers of the Sea Dragon God Sect to look up, and even the Sea Dragon God Sect Master wore a puzzled expression.

"Grand Elder, you... why did you do this?"

The old man said in a hoarse voice, "Previously, I helped you establish the Sea Dragon God Sect merely to comply with the will of heaven. But now, the will of heaven is gone. You only need to follow my arrangements, and I guarantee that you will always be the Sect Master of the Sea Dragon God Sect!"

The Sea Dragon God Sect Master was overjoyed. He naturally understood the meaning of those words; from now on, the Sea Dragon God Sect would effectively have severed its connection with the Upper Realm and could do whatever it pleased!

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Thank you, Grand Elder!"

The many believers were confused, but they also followed suit, kowtowing and kneeling.

Just at this moment, the location of the altar once again emitted streaks of black light, and it was even more stable than the last time!

"This... this is impossible! The teleportation Formation has already been destroyed by me. How could anyone still be able to teleport here!"

Seeing this scene, a look of panic immediately appeared in the old man's eyes.

Although the others did not know what had happened, they could guess something from the old man's expression, and they all became puzzled.

"All of you, listen to my orders! Raze this place to the ground! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must shatter that teleportation light!"

Going all in, the old man immediately issued the order, having everyone join him in attacking the black light erupting from the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless Magical Artifacts and Spells bombarded the original location of the altar. The indestructible stone slabs were instantly shattered, and the ground itself was blasted into a pit seven or eight zhang deep.

Yet, at this moment, the light remained stable, and the black pillar of light shot straight into the sky, growing stronger and stronger!

"This... even this cannot shatter it?"

The panic in the old man's eyes gradually settled, and then his gaze began to turn cold.

As someone who had been teleported from the Soul Clan Secret Realm, he understood the current situation of the Soul Clan very well. The Soul Clan Old Ancestor was only at the Soul Transformation Stage, but he was now a Void Refinement Stage Cultivator. Even if the Soul Clan Old Ancestor came in person, he could easily kill him!

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