Chapter 643 A Hundred Realms of Longevity Contest
"good!"
Mo Duanfeng and Nangong, having established their Daoist mental structures, went to the side for a private discussion.
Everyone present was shrewd, and they all guessed that Nangong intended to use the special method of the Ancient Clan of Time to leave the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, so that Mo Duanfeng could break through to the fourth realm without any worries.
Only Mo Duanfeng, at the fourth realm, is qualified to challenge the ancient truth.
Zhao Tang looked at Yan Zhiruo: "How about we try to break through to the fourth realm?"
"It's not impossible," Yan Zhiruo said.
“This is not a good idea,” Tang Wanzhou said.
Li Weiyi nodded in agreement: "Nangong and I will remember your kindness! It is understandable for one person to break through, but why do all the people of Shaoyang Division dare to break through to the fourth realm so recklessly, without fear of damaging their lifespan? Gu Zhenxiang is not stupid."
"Forgive my bluntness, but you two don't need to offend the Demon Kingdom. The forces behind Li Weiyi and me have long been enemies with the Demon Kingdom, and Lingxiao Realm is far from the Hundred Realms Realm," Tang Wanzhou said.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tang and Yan Zhiruo immediately ceased their attacks. The struggle against the Taiyin Sect and the Netherworld could be clean and pure. The internal strife within the human race was far more dangerous and dark, requiring utmost caution.
Li Weiyi looked at Qing Zijin: "Captain, how much longer until the silkworms spin their cocoons?"
“In the Underworld, within a month!” Qing Zijin said.
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The demon army assembled outside the Ruins of Time was not large in number, consisting of only 25,000 marines dispatched from Cangtu, where the Holy Dark Family resided.
It is through a spatial teleportation array that one enters the Realm of the Dead.
The armies of the Five Seas Realm and the Dao Seed Realm did not suffer much loss of lifespan. By using the Time Void God Token to constantly travel back and forth between the Withering and Flourishing Zone, they had already brought in thousands of elite troops to the inner side of the border to guard the altar.
It should be noted that the eight thousand giant spirits of Lingxiao City, under the leadership of Taishi Qingcang, have condensed the battle formation intent of ancient immortal giants, which is enough to rival the transcendent.
Gu Zhenxiang was far from reaching the cultivation level of Taishi Qingcang's seventh realm. However, these thousand elite demon soldiers were far stronger than the thousand giant spirit soldiers. Among them, soldiers at the Dao Seed realm accounted for 30%, and there were as many as 30 longevity realm experts.
It can be said that as long as the battle formation remains intact, even if an elder of the seventh realm of the Ancient Clan of Time were to come, he would only be defeated and forced to retreat.
Changyu Sword stood atop a mountain ridge two hundred miles away, gazing at the army formation that enveloped the entire small underworld and altar, and spoke to Liuye beside her.
"Aren't they afraid of all perishing in the Netherworld? Evacuating would be a troublesome matter," Liu Ye said.
Chang Yujian laughed and said, "Twenty-five thousand sea soldiers may be of great importance to the Holy Dark Family. But to the entire Demon Kingdom, they are just ragtag troops! The real elite are the Ten War God Battalions."
"They've started crossing over again!" Liu Ye narrowed her eyes, staring at the withered and flourishing belt.
The small underworld in the distance is very close to the zone of decay and prosperity, only a few dozen miles away. It was a place carefully chosen by the Demon Kingdom.
As sinners were continuously driven into the altar.
Thick blood mist billowed from the altar, surging towards the direction of the withered and flourishing zone.
"Boom!"
The entire world trembled violently, and blood-red lightning covered the space where the altar and the withered and flourishing zone were located.
Huge cracks appeared on the ground. Space in the sky was torn apart, and demonic energy surged into the ancient kingdom of the Ruins of Time from an unknown realm.
Outside the withered and flourishing zone, a sea of blood appeared, staining the entire field of vision of Changyu Sword and Liuye crimson.
"boom!"
A spatial shockwave erupted from the outside, shaking the withered and flourishing zone and thinning it out.
Chang Liu and her companion, who were atop a mountain ridge two hundred miles away, were nearly thrown away by the spatial shockwave. It was obvious without a doubt that it was the Demon Lord Blood Fiend Ancestor who had intervened!
Gu Zhen, dressed in a purple robe, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, stood on a small building with upturned eaves below the altar. In front of him was a four-foot-high dark red railing. His deep gaze was fixed on the dense blood aura and the spatial rifts above.
He naturally exuded an aura of imperial grandeur, unlike a young man; he was composed and serene.
Wenren Tinghai drove his car through the array of light in the underworld and quickly ascended the building.
Upon seeing Gu Zhen's back, he took a deep breath, calmed himself, and made sure not to show any signs of unease or panic.
After listening to his story, Gu Zhenxiang nodded slightly: "I have been following Tang Wanzhou and Li Weiyi. They are indeed rising stars not to be underestimated. Mo Duanfeng is able to overcome his inner predicament. Like a superior sword being reforged, he will surely become even sharper. It is no wonder that Chu Yutian was defeated by them."
From the direction of the withered and flourishing belt came a roar of resentment, filled with grief and indignation.
He was a sinner who had committed a great sin against immortality, and was driven away by the transcendent, falling victim to the curse of time.
Wenren Tinghai said, "Now it's almost certain that the Ancient Clan of Time is hiding some kind of secret. Their next plan is very likely to be us, or this altar."
Gu Zhen seemed to be lost in thought, not responding at all. After a long while, he suddenly said, "Before Li Wei entered the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins, he wasn't in the Longevity Realm, was he?"
“Anyway, when he clashed with Sheng Wulian, he was definitely not at the Longevity Realm,” Wenren Tinghai said.
Gu Zhen said, "How could he have cultivated to this level in such a short time? Tang Wanzhou's cultivation speed is already in the top tier. His cultivation speed in the Longevity Realm has reached an incomprehensible level. Even with the Netherworld Domain and the Dragon Soul Source Light, he shouldn't be this fast."
“Reaching from the first realm to the middle of the third realm is indeed not something that can be achieved solely through the Netherworld. Could it be that he has found the Silkworm?” Wenren Tinghai asked.
Gu Zhenxiang shook his head slightly: "No, the Netherworld is already a slow-acting poison that shortens lifespan, and the Silkworm is an even more potent poison that shortens lifespan. No one could withstand such poisoning. This person must be investigated, starting from the source. He must be more complex than anyone imagines."
...
Li Weiyi examined the remaining magical energy within the thirteen battle corpse puppets, redrawing the damaged puppet runes, actively preparing for battle, when footsteps sounded behind him.
Mo Duanfeng walked over carrying a metal sword case. He was a robust man, standing two meters tall, and asked, "I'm very curious, how do you manage to cultivate martial arts so quickly and also have so many miscellaneous skills?"
"They know a lot but not much; they only know a little bit about everything."
Li Weiyi smiled and turned to look at him, asking curiously, "Why do you always carry the sword case on your back instead of storing the sword in the ancestral field or the Feng Mansion? Don't you find it cumbersome?"
"The knife is my best friend, why would it be a burden? I love it more than anything."
Mo Duanfeng continued, "Once it's stored in the ancestral field or the boundary bag, the knife becomes a tool, a vassal. Would you want to be kept in a boundary bag or the ancestral field forever? Anyone with a sense of self and a spirit would not."
Li Weiyi pondered, "Brother Mo's words are quite profound... then why put it in the knife box?"
“That’s where it lives,” Mo Duanfeng said.
Li Weiyi said, "It can also live in your ancestral land."
"I've come to see you to discuss the Hundred Realms' Longevity Competition. I'd like to invite you to join the Holy Dynasty's camp." Mo Duanfeng didn't want to talk about swords anymore and went straight to the point.
Li Weiyi didn't know much about this and asked, "What exactly does 'the struggle for immortality in a hundred realms' mean?"
Mo Duanfeng untied his sword sheath and pulled Li Weiyi to sit down: "In order to jointly fight against the Netherworld of the Dead, the transcendent leaders of the human race and the lords of the living realms signed the Declaration of Life and Death of the Hundred Realms. It stipulates that the living realms cannot easily start wars, and external forces cannot attack living realms that are peaceful and tranquil inside."
"This is a good thing; it can reduce a lot of war," Li Weiyi said.
Mo Duanfeng said, "But there are always many disputed territories and huge conflicts of interest between habitats and between countries."
"Take the Demon Kingdom and the Holy Dynasty for example. The disputed territories of these two large habitats are even larger than the current twenty-eight states of the Lingxiao Habitat. They also involve blood crystal mines and spirit crystal mines. Neither side will give up without a war."
"But once war breaks out, the cost will be something no one can afford."
Li Weiyi instantly understood: "So, that's why there's the Hundred Realms of Immortality Competition?"
Mo Duanfeng nodded: "Only those who enter the 'Longevity Land Ranking' and the 'Longevity Heaven Ranking' every sixty years are qualified to participate. This is because this small group of people will be the future rulers of southern Yingzhou, and it is also an opportunity to hone the skills of the future rulers."
Li Weiyi knew the origin of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. It turned out that this was how conflicts and disputes between different realms were resolved in the Hundred Realms: "But what does this have to do with the struggle for crossing?"
"Then that has nothing to do with us. That's the battle between those people on the 'Eternal Life Ranking' who are trying to reach the other shore. It's a battle between gods. Our opponents are only the ninth generation of immortals, and at most they can shake the eighth generation of immortals."
Mo Duanfeng told Li Weiyi that the cultivators on the Sixty-Year List of Longevity were known as the ninth generation of longevity beings of the human race.
The previous 60-year-old "List of Places of Immortality" refers to the eighth generation of immortals.
And so on.
Mo Duanfeng said, "Martial cultivators in the Longevity Realm who are not listed on the Longevity Land Ranking are considered worthless by the higher-ups, which means that their chances of reaching transcendence are very slim, and they will soon die out."
"The significance of the ninth generation of immortals is that, in the eyes of some old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, only these people can be called human, representing the era that is about to pass away."
Li Weiyi smiled bitterly: "Is this why everyone is willing to sacrifice their lifespan to enter the Ancient Kingdom of Time Ruins and buy time? Are they afraid of not being able to make it onto the 'Land of Immortality' list? Afraid of not being able to become the ninth generation of immortals? Afraid of not being able to become a mark of an era?"
"Not entirely! Like Gu Zhen, his pursuit is definitely not limited to this. He wants to become the hope of humanity that breaks through generations and even spans two generations, to create his own storm and legend," Mo Duanfeng said.
Li Weiyi didn't know if Yu Yaozi and Chanhai Guanwu had met, or what their plans were, so he couldn't agree to Mo Duanfeng's request for the time being. He asked, "Did you invite Tang Wanzhou?"
Mo Duanfeng said meaningfully, "She must go to the Sword Dao Imperial Court to become the new champion; she has no choice but to go. With Bai Chuan dead, who can shoulder the responsibility for the ninth generation of immortals in the Sword Dao Imperial Court?"
“The list of immortal lands won’t be released until next year, and the competition among the hundred realms will take several more years. I can’t promise Brother Mo right now, and no one knows if there will be any changes later,” Li Weiyi said helplessly.
Mo Duanfeng laughed and said, "As I just said, the competition for the Hundred Realms has nothing to do with us. According to tradition, the 'List of Immortal Lands' is announced three years before the competition for the Hundred Realms. Our battle will begin next year after the list is released in Xiaoyao Capital. Consider your situation carefully. I will definitely inform the Grand Chancellor. I believe the Holy Dynasty will show enough sincerity to formally invite you."
"They're both back!"
Li Weiyi looked at the figures of Changyu Sword and Liu Ye in the distance.
(End of this chapter)
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