Chapter 627: Chapter 467: A Thousand Years Later
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“Stop your futile struggling; instead of prolonging your suffering, why not seek reincarnation earlier!”
Zhou Yi exchanged two rounds of combat with Han Chao and discovered that although his realm was comparable to returning to the void, his mana and cultivation were far inferior to those of Dongsheng Divine Continent’s human immortals.
After a moment’s thought, he understood the crux of the matter.
The revival of Spiritual Energy was a mere ten thousand years ago. Han Chao had barely broken through to returning to the void with the inheritance of the Corpse Immortal. Thereafter, maintaining his realm was challenging enough, let alone improving his cultivation.
Moreover, the Nine Continents was devoid of top-tier spiritual objects; the formidable Corpse Immortal of returning to the void realm had not even refined any supreme treasure for protection.
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“Let’s go again.”
Han Chao urged the corpse pearl to entangle with the bull and lunged at Zhou Yi, spewing a stream of murky, dirty liquid from his mouth.
Ten thousand years of corpse poison, specialized in breaking magical treasures and flesh, even human immortals would find troublesome if touched.
“Immeasurable Heavenly Honored One!”
Having gauged his opponent’s strengths and weaknesses, Zhou Yi no longer concealed his power. Opening his mouth, he spat out an azure-green flying sword that pierced through the void and arrived in front of Han Chao in an instant.
Despite the rush of ten thousand years of corpse poison, the radiance of the flying sword diminished not in the slightest and circled Han Chao’s neck once.
Gurgle!
The head the size of a house fell to the ground. Han Chao cycled his mana in an attempt to absorb the corpse energy and recover, but the green light still blooming from the severed neck hindered the head’s reattachment.
Zhou Yi recalled the flying sword. Upon close inspection, it indeed had no damage.
The Jianmu tree replenished the heavens and became the root of the world; the flying sword refined from its branches possessed endless vitality, specializing in countering the energy of corpses and death.
“Another strike.”
The flying sword shuttled back and forth around Han Chao’s body, swiftly severing his limbs and shattering his internal organs.
Seeing that his mana was inferior and his magical treasures were no match, Han Chao lost the will to fight and immediately transformed into a streak of light, attempting to escape.
“Fellow Daoist, please hold.”
Zhou Yi was well-prepared, his divine light of myriad laws swept across and annihilated Han Chao’s broken body.
Moo!
The bull inquired whether Han Chao was dead.
Zhou Yi waved his hand, attracting the corpse to use as a guide for his divination. Soon, he learned of Han Chao’s whereabouts, who had instantly appeared in the extreme north of the Nine Provinces Continent, clearly having used some secret technique.
“This scoundrel’s mana is limited by the Spiritual Energy of the Nine Continents. He may not excel in combat, but he has numerous means of preserving his life!”
With thoughts swirling, Zhou Yi appeared in the far north in the blink of an eye. His divine sense swept across the nearby mountains and rivers and found Han Chao who had transformed into an ordinary bone demon.
Han Chao also noticed Zhou Yi and with a flicker of his form, he materialized a hundred zhang tall demonic body.
“Slash!”
Zhou Yi opened his mouth and spat out the verdant flying sword. Not giving Han Chao any chance for close combat, he sliced him into more than ten pieces with swift cuts.
“You go too far!”
With an angry curse from Han Chao, the corpse demon exploded with a bang, and its presence vanished without a trace.
Zhou Yi cast his spell once more and swiftly found Han Chao’s trail again. He followed closely behind to the central region of the Nine Continents, near the former location of the Ghost King Sect.
“Damn it!”
Han Chao’s brow furrowed deeply. Deciding against showing his monstrous form, he took flight instantly.
Zhou Yi did not continue the pursuit but waved his hand to collect the bone demon that had been possessed. After a thorough investigation and finding no traces of refinement, it was obvious that it was not a pre-prepared substitute.
“So it turns out this scoundrel can freely inhabit any bone demon!”
The expanse of the Nine Provinces Continent was vast; nurtured by the corpse energy, nearly endless bone demons had been born over ten thousand years. It was not an easy task to eradicate them completely.
And with the inheritance of a Corpse Immortal, it’s likely he had means to shield his presence from divination.
“Had it been any other returning-to-void human immortal, they would have had to expend great efforts and divine power to break the Nine Continents, severing spirit veins and naturally forcing bone demons to hide no more.”
“As an overseer, I need not go to such trouble!”
Zhou Yi rose into the air and stood high above, pointing down at the vast expanse of land below him as he mouthed the celestial command.
“Bring forth the thunder!”
In an instant, storm clouds blanketed the sky, spreading untold thousands of li in all directions. Heavenly retributive lightning fell like rain, autonomously seeking out the bone demons and striking them into dust.
Having been born within this world, the bone demons naturally could not avoid the Heavenly Tribulation sent by the heavens themselves, just as cultivators could not avoid their own tribulations and had to resist with their cultivation.
No matter where they hid, the Heavenly Tribulation would strike directly above the bone demons.
If one were to look back at the continent from the sea at that time, they would see the entirety of the Nine Continents covered in storm clouds, with incessant lightning strikes continuing until every bone demon was dead.
For well over an hour, the lightning raged on.
Zhou Yi, with his eyes closed, sensed that only in the farthest east, there were still Heavenly Thunders falling. With that thought, he appeared nearby the final tribulation.
Rumble, rumble…
The multicolored tribulation lightning, each strike no weaker than the tribulation of a human immortal, shattered the hundred zhang tall demonic body.
Han Chao was unable to escape, as the Thunder Tribulation relentlessly struck him like a persisting ulcer on bone. He could only continuously swallow corpse energy to avoid dying amidst the lightning.
“Fellow Daoist, just go and reincarnate.”
Zhou Yi was never one to waste words, so he urged his flying sword to sever Han Chao into several pieces, and the lush, abundant vitality prevented him from healing his wounds.
“Heaven is so unfair!”
Han Chao let out a long howl to the heavens, as he had just discovered that all the Corpse Demons of the Nine Provinces Continent had perished under the Heavenly Tribulation, leaving him without the strength to use the possession secret technique.
The divine soul of the Return to Void stage swelled rapidly to the size of mountains as it emerged from the body, its violent aura shaking heaven and earth.
The self-destruction of a human immortal was enough to shatter much of the Nine Provinces, which had only recently seen the resurgence of Spiritual Energy.
“Stop!”
Auspicious clouds materialized above Zhou Yi’s head, and the boundless divine light of merit wrapped around Han Chao’s divine soul.
Boom—
The sound of an explosion erupted, and an extremely terrifying fluctuation blasted in all directions, shattering the sky and turning a radius of ten thousand miles into a black hole from which the Void Gang Wind blew.
The prohibitions of the Auspicious Cloud, created by the force of merit and capable of trapping a human immortal, lasted only a few breaths before beginning to break apart.
Zhou Yi summoned the Wheel of Merit, but it was still not enough to prevent the power of the self-destruction. Seeing that the aftershock was about to sweep across the Nine Provinces, he had no choice but to summon the Golden Lotus of Merit.
Only with a three-pronged approach was he finally able to fully suppress it.
The power of merit was rapidly consumed, until only ten percent remained, and only then was the human immortal’s self-destruction quelled.
“Heaven, isn’t your scheme a bit too obvious?”
Zhou Yi couldn’t help but complain. His newly accumulated merit was almost gone, but fortunately, he had completely eradicated a formidable enemy, and the whole Nine Provinces had become his own.
Days later.
On the site of the Millennia-old Dan Ding Sect, a hut was erected.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, operating his mana and using the Innate Divine Wind. While fighting, it was an internal expulsion of breath, but now it was an inhaling of the heaven and earth.
Inhale—
The corpse qi enveloping the Nine Provinces converged towards the hut—first in wisps, then in gusts, until it gathered into dozens of tornadoes.
The tornadoes stretched for a thousand miles, crossing the skies, bringing with them the might of heaven and earth as they fell into the hut.
Zhou Yi opened his mouth to swallow the tornadoes into his stomach, where his mana condensed and refined them, turning them into a grey, thumbs-sized Corpse Pill, which, despite its appearance, weighed a thousand catties.
The corpse qi within a ten thousand mile radius was exhausted, with dense corpse qi from the surroundings rapidly spreading over.
“The world has become a bit clearer.”
Zhou Yi calculated with his fingers, and with this method of clearing the corpse qi, he could give the Nine Provinces a bright and clear world in about seven to eight hundred years. The merit that would fall would be enough to compensate for the loss.
Boom, boom, boom!
A heavenly thunderbolt fell, and just as it seemed it would strike the hut, it vanished into thin air.
“Heaven, stop urging me. I’m about to start working. Even the donkey of a production team isn’t this tired!”
Zhou Yi saluted the sky repeatedly before spitting out the Reincarnation Compass.
Just as he was about to cast a spell to send the Compass into the endless void, a thought struck him, and he considered a more efficient way to devour worlds.
“I shall infuse a segment of my memory into the Compass, so after reincarnating, I can instill these memories on my own, and the moment they merge, I’ll replace the original self to become a transmigrator like Tang Mingyuan, with a survival rate far surpassing that of the natives!”
“Following this logic, I might as well refine the method of world sacrifice into the memory…”
The moment Zhou Yi had this thought, a thunderous sound of heavenly lightning struck his ear, and he immediately halted that line of thinking.
According to the message from heaven, transmigrators aren’t rare in the myriad worlds, and if they carry the method to sacrifice worlds, they would be struck by lightning from the moment they are born.
Not even to speak of surviving, he wouldn’t be able to retrieve the Reincarnation Compass!
“What about myself?”
Zhou Yi’s gaze flickered uncertainly as he suppressed the odd thought in his heart, casting a spell to send the Compass into the chaotic void, and thus began his seclusion for deep cultivation.
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Days and months passed.
Seasons changed.
In a blink, over nine hundred years had passed.
The corpse qi that had shrouded the Nine Provinces had dissipated, and sunlight and moonlight once again shone upon the continent. Nourished by the revitalized Spiritual Energy, a boundless, dense jungle sprouted from the earth.
In the forests were exotic flowers, rare herbs, birds and beasts.
Among them were animals and plants that were born near the source of Spiritual Energy, which instinctively learned the method of Qi refinement, becoming the first batch of demon races after the great calamity.
On this day.
As Zhou Yi was sitting and refining Qi, the void trembled slightly, and a divine light spontaneously generated and merged into his body.
“A message from another world…”
“As expected, there was a memory of a transmigrator, whose survival rate far exceeded that of the natives.”
“The first life lasted a thousand years, but it’s a pity this fellow had poor talent and was too high-profile, dying before reaching the level to trigger the Compass.”
Zhou Yi’s Divine Sense swept across, instantly reading the information transmitted back by the Compass, and reflected on the cultivation techniques of that world, comparing them to the Divine Skills of the Cultivation World.
“Physical techniques? Wondrous objects? Gods and Demons? This world seems quite interesting…”