"Boom!" During the tender moment between the mother and son, a violent commotion suddenly erupted from the jungle behind them, and the two of them abruptly stood up.
What happened?
Song Xia's gaze turned solemn: "The Heavenly Dao is gradually fading away, which is why disasters are occurring frequently in various places. We are not sure what has happened yet, but it is certainly not a good thing."
"What should we do? Will it affect your and your sister's recovery?"
"I'll go back and check on Shuangzhi first. Be careful, and if necessary, leave this place. Your mother will find you."
"Um."
After saying this, Song Xia disappeared, but Shi Liuchuan did not leave immediately. Instead, he stared intently at the scene of the incident.
Although he lacked experience in cultivation, he knew that danger often comes with opportunity. He couldn't wait for his mother's help forever; he also wanted to be a support for his mother and sister. So he resolutely went towards the source of the disturbance.
Along the way, he encountered many ferocious beasts that scattered and fled at the sound of his movements. These beasts, which usually attacked him on sight, ignored him today.
The further he went, the stronger the feeling that made Shi Liuchuan's heart pound became. He didn't rush forward rashly. Every now and then, he would stop to observe and wait until he was sure there was no danger before continuing to approach.
Fortunately, after this period of cultivation, he had become proficient in filtering out the impure spiritual energy and malevolent energy. However, the further he went in, the purer the spiritual energy became, which made him even more convinced that there were treasures inside. So Shi Liuchuan quickened his pace.
"That is..." He looked at the red mist in front of him with horror, because there was a very tall cultivator in the red mist, holding a treasured sword, with a terrifying aura. Just a phantom image of him almost made him breathless.
But soon, the red mist dissipated, and the illusory figures inside also vanished with the wind, allowing Shi Liuchuan to breathe again.
He had seen many experts from the Divine Origin Sect, but none of them possessed such a terrifying aura. This person was definitely not a living cultivator.
Perhaps he is the cultivator that Mother spoke of, who died in the ancient battlefield! But if even a mere phantom that has been dead for who knows how many years can affect his state of mind, then how high must this cultivator's cultivation level have been back then?
Is it because the Heavenly Dao has dissipated that ancient cultivation techniques and rare treasures have been gradually lost, resulting in cultivators today being unable to reach such heights?
He had only glimpsed a corner of the world, yet he knew how terrifyingly volatile it was. Could this world really be saved by just Shi Tianning and Shi Tiankui, these two so-called saviors? He understood why his mother had said that those people were nothing but self-deception.
Fearing the red mist might bring adverse effects, Shi Liuchuan waited until the red mist had completely disappeared before daring to continue forward.
Soon, he encountered another demonic vine. This vine pierced straight into the clouds, as if it had pierced the sky. Its body stretched for hundreds of kilometers. Just when Shi Liuchuan thought he was about to be bound by this demonic vine, he realized that this seemingly real demonic vine was just an illusion.
No wonder those ferocious beasts were running away for their lives, because these phantoms looked so real, and their aura could even affect one's state of mind.
Shi Liuchuan took a deep breath. Next, he saw a cultivator carrying a longbow and shooting at the moon, a Buddha appearing in his Dharma form, a three-headed dragon, and a humanoid race with horns on its head. Any of these creatures appearing in the world would cause a sensation.
But they were all just phantoms, yet even these phantoms were almost injured if Shi Liuchuan hadn't been cautious.
He once encountered a mutated earth dragon roaring at the three-headed dragon. In just an instant, the mutated earth dragon's elixir and heart meridian were shattered. This was actually a good thing for him. Although the mutated earth dragon was no match for these phantoms, it was a rare material for refining weapons in the real world. Once he returned and asked his mother how to refine weapons, it would be enough for his weapons before he reached the Foundation Establishment stage. If he could reach the superior grade, he could even use it until the Golden Core stage.
Along the way, he encountered quite a few ferocious beasts that lacked any sense of reason. Since he didn't have a storage bag yet, he could only deal with these beasts, find a place to hide them, and retrieve them later.
As the spiritual energy became more and more refined, Shi Liuchuan encountered more and more phantoms. Not all of these phantoms were harmful to people. He saw a woman whose face he couldn't see clearly, holding a long sword and dancing with it in the sun. He was stunned and then subconsciously started practicing along with her.
He had only practiced it once, but a whole day had passed in the blink of an eye. He was amazed by the wonder of the swordsmanship and memorized all the sword moves. Unfortunately, he never saw the woman's phantom again and was unable to learn any more sword moves.
However, he now discovered that this place was indeed a very good place for cultivation. Not only did it have sword techniques, but he also saw a tall and imposing man swinging his fists as if he wanted to shatter the galaxy.
Shi Liuchuan was completely absorbed. Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and he had only practiced along with the movements twice. He felt as if the blood in his body was about to boil.
Were all cultivators in ancient times this powerful? If so, why did they perish?
Further on, he saw a small tree that was glowing. Many small animals around it were breathing in and out of the tree. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he felt that his mind was much clearer. So he also sat down and practiced breathing exercises like the animals.
When Shi Liuchuan opened his eyes again, he didn't know how many days had passed. His mother was sitting next to him, and between them was the Yin Soul Wood that nurtured his younger sister.
"Mother! You've come!" Shi Liuchuan was overjoyed, because he knew how magical this place was.
"Well, when I went back and you weren't there, I guessed you were probably coming this way. The Yin Gathering Place has changed, so I brought your sister with me."
"Mother, can you feel it? This little tree still has a effect on us. What kind of tree is this? It's been so many years, yet it's still so magical."
Song Xia shook her head: "Mother doesn't know either. There are many things in the cultivation world that are inexplicable. Perhaps it is the final mercy of Heaven that brought all this to us."
"A gift from Heaven? Then why weren't they Shi Tianning and Shi Tiankui?"
Song Xia sneered: "The so-called salvation is nothing but their self-proclaimed title. The prophecy of the Nine Heavens Palace is not necessarily a reminder from the Heavenly Dao."
"So, we are the last hope?" Shi Liuchuan frowned. "But Mother, I don't want to bear such a heavy responsibility, and I don't want to save those hypocritical cultivators like the Divine Origin Sect and the Profound Light Sect."
"It's alright." Song Xia patted his head. "You just need to do what you want to do. The so-called saving the world is never done by one person. Just like the destruction of the world, was it caused by a single cultivator that created the current state of the cultivation world?"
Shi Liuchuan remained silent: "But how innocent are mortals and spirit beasts?"
Song Xia sighed softly; she knew the child had softened his heart.
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