The source of the long river of resentment.

Hideous space cracks spread one after another, constantly colliding with the black resentment.

At a glance, a huge vortex rolled up at the source of the long river. Lightning flashed continuously in the tearing and broken energy, and the space was overlapped.

Within the vortex, an arm hundreds of feet long stretched out, continuously grabbing the broken energy around it.

The entire arm was made up of countless bones, and bone chips fell off when it was swung.

In an instant, several streams of light swept in from afar and transformed into figures of various shapes.

The two people wearing straw raincoats and flower petals are considered normal among the others.

The remaining few people either had a head on their necks, another head on their hunched backs, a mouth full of fangs, and made strange, shrill cries.

Or, he had only one arm and one leg, but he used the strange black energy to repair the missing limbs.

"My fellow Taoist who seeks the Way of Heaven, I am honored."

A hearty laugh was heard, and two figures rushed in from the colorful miasma in the distance.

The two monks had green faces and green hair, especially their eyes, which were like two green beads.

"The Cangqing Clan!"

A hoarse voice came from the hunchbacked, two-headed soul catcher.

"The Five Elements Palace is about to open. How come you from the Cangqing tribe have time to get involved in the cursed burial ground? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

The leading Cangqing tribe cultivator was covered in a hazy green light. His aura dispelled the resentment and miasma around him, and his eyes were fixed on the whirlpool at the source of the long river.

"Coming here won't delay our trip to the Five Elements Palace."

The Cangqing Clan guards the void in the eastern part of the Tiannan Continent. When the cultivators were patrolling, they had already noticed the turbulence in the sky above the southern wilderness of the continent. The colorful miasma was stirred into a large cyclone, which clearly showed that something was wrong.

As for being struck by lightning, if you can obtain treasures beyond your expectations, being struck twice is worth it.

Although the broken continent on the edge of the immortal world is filled with resentment, it also buries many high-level spiritual objects and is one of the sources of spiritual objects in the middle immortal world.

It’s just that because of the resentful curse, everyone was afraid, and this opportunity was mostly controlled by Qiu Tiandao’s family.

"Hehe, then I hope you don't get struck by lightning twice."

“Hehe…”

For a moment, all the soul catchers around laughed strangely, and their bloodshot eyes stared at the two Cangqing monks who had arrived with a teasing look.

Cang Linzui reached out to stop his angry companion, "Why are you getting angry with a bunch of rotten meat?"

"This secret realm formed such a huge anomaly outside the continent, it is obvious that the internal area is not small, and there may be fourth-level high-quality spiritual objects. Remember what we are here for."

It was actually good luck. As a cultivator ordered to stay outside the Tiannan Continent, he was supposed to go to the Five Elements Immortal Palace, but he was delayed because he had been in a state of closed retreat.

Unexpectedly, after coming out of seclusion, I discovered that in the cursed land in the southern part of Tiannan, a huge energy vortex stretching for thousands of miles appeared. This was obviously a coincidence.

It would take at least a hundred years for the Five Elements Immortal Palace to have a stable entrance, so Cang Linzui immediately decided to come here and take a look.

Even though his Cangqing clan was a clan of immortals, it was unable to provide enough resources for advancement for a Nascent Soul cultivator like him.

The old ancestor of the tribe who had achieved divine transformation was like a towering tree that protected the tribe, but the tree's deep roots also absorbed most of the tribe's resources.

So much so that even though it had been a hundred years since he had achieved the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, he was actually still at the level of having just advanced to the next level, and his magic power had hardly increased much.

There is no other way. Resources are limited. The younger generation must suffer so that the ancestors can eat first.

"Fellow Daoist of the Cangqing Clan, the entrance to the secret realm has appeared, you can go in."

The hunchbacked soul catcher spoke coldly.

Glancing at the huge arm still flapping at the entrance of the secret realm, Cang Linzui said calmly, "Don't worry, don't worry. Qiu Tiandao is the top force across the world of immortal cultivation. My Cang Qing clan is like a naughty child in front of Qiu Tiandao. Let's go first, fellow Taoist."

In today's era, the top forces of transformation into gods include Seeking Heaven's Way, Exiled Immortal Tower, Tower of Tongtian, Ascension Tower, and Burial Sea.

These forces either have a late-stage Spiritual Master in charge, or possess a quasi-sixth-grade spiritual treasure. A late-stage Spiritual Master holding a quasi-sixth-grade spiritual treasure is comparable to a great-perfect Spiritual Master, and can be said to be the strongest in the world of immortal cultivation.

The next-tier forces are the sects with spiritual masters in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation, the ancient clans, such as the Lingyi, the Hai clan, and the human clan's Tianjian, Gudu and other sects.

The next level is those who have a spiritual master in the early stage of transformation, such as their Cangqing, Xuanyou, Ziyang and Wushan sects of the human race.

Further down, there are the local forces of each continent. These forces, on the surface, have cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage or even the Great Perfection stage in charge, and secretly they may have quasi-fifth-order spiritual treasures or some fifth-order means.

It can be said that there are many more Divine Transformation cultivators nowadays than in the past. There are more than two hundred Divine Transformation cultivators in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

No one knows how much is going on in secret.

In short, any cultivator who was a little thoughtful had noticed something. Although resources were clearly depleting, the cultivators' advancement was like a raging fire and oil cooking, and it was a prosperous and splendor.

Cang Linzui had thought about these things when he was bored during his cultivation, but he was just a Yuanying cultivator, so what could he do about these things? If the sky falls, it will hit the high one first.

For a moment, the soul catchers stared at the two Cangqing monks with strange expressions and kept making strange noises, like a group of lunatics.

Cang Linzui and the other person closed their eyes and waited quietly.

The secret realm of the cursed land is different from other places. The bone claws that are sticking out and grabbing around may actually be a resentful ghost king.

Wait and see if there is a good opportunity.

…

"Hey, here comes another one to grab the food."

A sigh was heard from a hidden place.

…

Outside Thousand Demon Mountain, in a cave.

"Master, can this thing really attract heavenly thunder?"

Inside the cave, Dahei looked at the thing in front of him that looked like an upside-down net, and was a little afraid to imagine it. Using his brain to think, although he couldn't understand what Shen Lian was doing, he always felt that it seemed very powerful.

This large net is similar to the frame of an inverted umbrella. The main umbrella pole in the middle is made of a ore with the five elements and thunder attributes. The lower end is as sharp as a sword, and the surrounding ribs are as sharp as thorns. There are a total of 3,650 forks.

The whole thing looks like a clanging sound, and there are particularly crisp sounds during the collision.

These flying bird kites will fly into the calamity clouds, guide the scattered thunder power in the calamity clouds down, and gather it on the main umbrella pole through chains and ribs.

After much observation by Shen Lian, he found that the efficiency of the thunder of heavenly punishment was too poor.

In the rolling calamity clouds, at least 40% of the thunder was scattered in all directions. Such a waste is too bad. This umbrella is called the Heaven-Connecting Thunder Umbrella, also known as the Happy Electrotherapy Aid.

The main goal is to make sure that every bolt of lightning from the heavenly tribulation is no longer wasted.

When using it, just throw it out with the tip of the main umbrella pole at the bottom pointing downward, aiming at the monk who is to be struck.

The main focus is on humanity.

"Why don't you try it?"

Looking at Dahei jumping around on the umbrella ribs, Shen Lian chuckled.

"Goodbye, Master. I am your most beloved spirit beast. Why don't you let Sanqian and Erwan give it a try?"

Looking at the lightning-attracting umbrella spinning in front of him, Shen Lian thought about it and felt that it was still a little unsafe.

After thinking for a long time, he prepared to add another umbrella frame under the umbrella frame to ensure that he could attract more thunders.

Add one more layer to be safe.

Then add two more.

…

Three months later.

The Nine-Layered Sky-reaching Lightning-Attracting Umbrella is officially shipped.

Shen Lian was nearly dead from exhaustion, and all the spiritual materials he obtained from his fellow Taoists, as well as those he had accumulated over the years, were used up.

Finally completed it, each piece is lower grade fourth grade when disassembled, forming a nine-component Sky-reaching Lightning-Attracting Umbrella that is comparable to upper grade fourth grade.

This magical treasure can be combined into one, two, or even nine-layer lightning-attracting umbrellas according to usage requirements.

The first level has 3,650 thunder-attracting spirit birds. After they are all spread out, they can attract calamity clouds within a hundred miles radius.

With the addition of the second level, the range of attraction is more than doubled, and it can attract thunder from a direction of 300 miles.

After being superimposed to the ninth level, a total of 32,850 Thunderbirds can gather the thunder within a radius of 1,500 miles to the center of the thunder umbrella.

"I hope you have something good. I've invested all my capital this time."

Holding the Thunder Umbrella, Shen Lian's eyes seemed to see through the barriers of the cave and looked in the direction of the blood sausage monster.

…

This day.

Amid the collision of blood mist and miasma, a loud thunder exploded.

The semi-annual thunder came as promised.

After years of energy raging inside Thousand Demon Mountain, a deep blood pit has formed.

The dirty blood in the blood pit emitted a foul stench, and the blood sausage was completely submerged in the blood, emitting an extremely chaotic smell.

In the blood, black bugs, some the size of beans or longans, crawled around on the blood sausage, making squeaking sounds.

The silent blood sausage monster suddenly trembled all over, and its entire soul was startled.

Inside the flesh and blood, strands of bloody divine thoughts intertwined, outlining a half-collapsed sea of ​​divine thoughts crawling with hideous and evil faces.

In the center of the sea of ​​divine consciousness, a soul that had rotted into a lump was being gnawed by densely packed black bugs.

The soul has no facial features and is like a ball covered with mucus.

"Get out of here, all of you."

"I want to advance to the God Transformation stage. You said that by advancing to the God Transformation stage, I can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and no longer be harassed by resentment."

"Ah... Mother, save me, save me, save me."

"The road to becoming an immortal, I looked and I saw there was a ladder to heaven."

…

"Oh, don't pull out my tongue, dig out my eyes, and suck my soul."

“Save me…”

The souls kept surging, stretching out an arm and growing a leg, but no matter how they struggled, their entire bodies seemed unable to support themselves anymore.

"Thunder is coming again, again."

Subconsciously, the blood sausage wanted to drill deeper into the blood.

However, in the area covered by thunder, the blood sausage's movements seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, which forcibly pushed its body out of the blood and fell under the thunder.

Clang! At the same time, a clanging sound rang out between heaven and earth, and the lightning-attracting umbrella that had just been thrown out was rolled back. A green light flashed on the deputy soul's body, and it flew out holding the rolled-back lightning-attracting umbrella.

"Oh my god, we are one of them..."

At this moment, Blood Sausage also sensed the breath outside, and a rich blood ripple burst out from his body, beginning to wash over the surrounding mountains and forests, shattering all space.

"go!"

The secondary soul roared, threw the lightning-attracting umbrella over again, and a hazy light shone on its body.

"We are our own people!"

(End of this chapter)