Chapter 376: Chapter 83: Battle of Spiritual Mountains
Translator: 549690339
Limitless Immortal Sect.
Atop a solitary peak, towering trees were flourishing, and the mountains stretched far and wide. Thick clouds shrouded the peak, while at the foot of the mountain, immortal sparrows sang and spiritual monkeys frolicked, as a small stream babbled on.
A group of seven or eight-year-old children played by the river, laughing and horsing around.
“Zhao Ping’an, how come I never heard you talk about your father? My parents aren’t in the sect recently, they said they have some business outside. What about you?”
A braided boy looked up and asked Zhao Ping’an.
Facing his friend’s question, Zhao Ping’an went silent for a while, not knowing how to answer. Finally, he whispered:
“I don’t know…”
“All I know is that Aunt Jiang left, too, and hasn’t come back for a long time. It seems like something important has happened.”
After Zhao Ping’an finished speaking, he looked at a towering spiritual tree not far away. A delicate-looking girl sat under the tree, lost in her thoughts. She was very quiet, not quite fitting in with the group of children.
The braided boy, seeing this, asked:
“Is that your little sister?”
“Yes, my sister Zhao Ruyue.”
Zhao Ping’an nodded.
“Why doesn’t she play with us? Does she not like crowded places?”
“Maybe she’s not used to it yet.”
Zhao Ping’an knew his little sister must be missing Aunt Jiang, so she had no interest in anything.
Actually, he felt the same way.
It had been a while since they saw Aunt Jiang, and they were not used to it. In his subconscious, Zhao Ping’an had already regarded Aunt Jiang as a mother-like figure.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the entire Immortal Peak trembled, and many children lost their footing, sitting directly in the stream. Zhao Ping’an was no different; his trouser legs were soaked with water.
His black and shiny eyes were full of doubt as he said:
“What happened?”
The boy’s jade bracelet emitted a flickering light, as if he knew something. He said to Zhao Ping’an and the surrounding children:
“My Senior Brother and Senior Sister are looking for me. We need to hurry back home.”
His words resonated with the other children.
“So is mine. My master is calling for me.”
“My mom is calling me. We need to go back home, too.”
Zhao Ping’an watched his friends disappear one after another on the Immortal Peak’s teleportation array, remaining silent all the while. When everyone else was gone, a calm and thoughtful expression appeared on his childish face.
The kind of reticence that shouldn’t have appeared on a child’s face was present on Zhao Ping’an’s.
He whispered, his brow furrowed with a trace of faint worry.
“Going home… where is home?”
“Brother, are we going back to the Secular Immortal Peak now?”
Little sister Zhao Ruyue walked over, wearing a chiffon skirt, her hands tightly clutching a piece of candy. Her white and adorable face looked like that of a little princess.
“We have to listen to Aunt Jiang and not run around.” Zhao Ping’an reminded seriously.
“But I miss Aunt Jiang so much,”
Zhao Ruyue hesitated, her long-lashed eyes slightly teary.
“I miss her, too…”
Zhao Ping’an, after all, was just a few years old. The longing in his heart couldn’t be suppressed, and he was torn inside.
The Entrance of the Spiritual Mountain.Above the hundred thousand mountains, numerous pitch-black spiritual battleships were arranged, with the Heavenly Devil Palace’s flags on top and a huge top-quality spiritual stone powering each ship.
The formation inscriptions constantly flashed, as beams of light from the void bombarded the Spiritual Mountain Formation, possessing formidable power.
The whole Spiritual Mountain trembled.
This attracted the sideways glances of countless cultivators from the Spiritual Mountain.
“These are ancient Immortal Sect spiritual ships from the Middle Ancient period.”
Lotus Sect Master, Taihao Sect Master, Ancestor of Mysterious Palace, and many other cultivators from the Mighty stood at the entrance of the Spiritual Mountain, observing the warships in the sky with solemn expressions.
It should be known that the enormous spiritual ships were expensive, and their construction included the essence of many different craftsmanship, such as formations and runes, which were lost arts from the Middle Ancient period. Now, basically, no one could build them.
And they were also explicitly forbidden.
Because these large-scale flying ships were generally used for war, when the Immortal Sect was established, they treated all such blueprints as prohibited items. Over time, the knowledge was lost.
In fact, many sects still secretly kept these objects, but nothing compared to the scale of the Devil Sect.
This time, the Heavenly Devil Palace was well-prepared, having taken out the battle ships left over from the Middle Ancient period and bombarding the Spiritual Mountain, with the clear intention of leveling down the Immortal Sect.
“After many years, I’ve finally returned to the Spiritual Mountain.”
Demonbred Situ Huan leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, with an indescribable air of confidence and pride.
Behind him were cultivators from the Ten Devil Sects and the various Devil Sect ancestors, all brought by him, determined to take down Spiritual Mountain.
At present, Spiritual Mountain was under the control of Valley Master Zuo Sinong of Medicine Pill Valley, who held overall control of the place.
Abbot Lingyin had gone to defend the Western State’s Primitive World and had not yet returned.
The master of the Exquisite Palace was trapped in the Northern State battlefield and couldn’t get away.
Limitless Immortal Sect Hierarch Hai Shengming and the Eternal Taoist Temple Master were both subject to special restrictions, unable to make a move. Otherwise, the Universal Chess Game’s rules of Heaven and Earth would be disrupted, the Illusory Southern Sea’s seal would be lifted, and Spiritual Mountain would be in even greater danger.
With those above the Metamorphosis Realm from the netherworld unable to enter Central State, the situation greatly favored the Devil Sect!
Situ Huan believed that after this battle, he would definitely be able to take down the Immortal Sect.
“Devil Sect re-attacking our Spiritual Mountain, do you want to repeat the same mistakes from the last time?”
Zuo Sinong’s vast voice transmission solemnly entered the midst of the Devil Sect.
Situ Huan smiled coldly and said, “It seems that almost all the Spiritual Mountain’s ten sects have been dispatched to the Western and Northern State battlefields. The Immortal Sect has no one left, so stop bluffing.”
Zuo Sinong’s face was calm, unmoved, and said, “You could have found Ancestor Yan Zu’s ancestral weapon by searching for Zhao Huai, but instead, you came to our Spiritual Mountain. Do you think that by doing so, you can free the Devil Lord?”
Situ Huan’s black hair was glossy and striking, his posture particularly laid-back, and his deep eyes held a hint of playful intentions, as he said:
“Who said that there is only one ancestral weapon left by Ancestor Yan Zu? Don’t think I don’t know, the Respected Devil Lord has already informed me that there is another peerless immortal tool hidden in your sword pavilion, suppressing the Illusory Southern Sea. If we can obtain it, the effect will be the same.”
“What? There’s another ancestral weapon in the sword pavilion?”
“As a true disciple of the Limitless Immortal Sect, I’ve been cultivating for a hundred years, and I’ve never heard of it!”
Upon learning this news, many cultivators present were quite surprised.
The Limitless Immortal Sect’s Great Elder was an old man with white hair. Upon hearing Situ Huan’s enticing words, his eyes gradually turned serious.
When Ancestor Yan Zu sealed the Illusory Southern Sea with his sword, he indeed placed one of his life-bound flying swords in the South Sea, but the news of the ancestral weapon was something they learned later.
For this reason, the Limitless Immortal Sect kept a tight lid on this information, and only very few people knew about it.
Unexpectedly, even the Devil Lord had found out about this detail.
The Devil Sect had come for it after all.
“Today, let’s show you the true depths of my Heavenly Devil World.”
Situ Huan laughed wildly and raised his hand.
Behind him, numerous cultivators aimed their immortal warships at the Spiritual Mountain Formation. Spiritual qi converged, and beams of light flickered.
Lotus Sect Master, Ancestor of Mysterious Palace, and other seniors who had been in closed-door cultivation for many years, as well as hundreds of years ago’s heaven-defying talents like Jiang Xuan, all took out their life-bound magical treasures and divine abilities to prepare for the enemy.
Clearly, a fierce battle was about to begin.
