Chapter 563: Breaching the Divine Monarch’s Camp
“Wow, this camp is so peaceful. No dangerous quests posted by Lord Black Lotus either… What a difference from before.”
“Yeah, probably Lord Black Lotus is planning to hide out in the Holy Land for a bit.”
“But that doesn’t matter to us anymore.”
“You’re looking pretty upbeat!”
“Of course! Being able to slack off so blatantly doesn’t come around every day. No need to worry about running into Holy Land folks when we’re out on missions. Though, honestly, it’s a bit boring—nothing to do but listen to a tune or two.”
“Relax, the Holy Land won’t waste all its energy searching for the Divine Monarch forever. After a few months of no results, they’ll probably give up.”
“Exactly. Everything we’ve done so far isn’t in vain. As long as we keep moving, the path keeps extending.”
“Huh… That’s a kind of deep, but slightly off-topic phrase. Where’d you hear that?”
“Isn’t that what you just said?”
Immediately, the two on patrol tensioned up, their hair standing on end. But before they could react, they suddenly lost all breath and collapsed onto the ground.
Bai Feng stepped over their corpses and strolled toward the valley’s interior.
“Looks like we weren’t wrong about the place,” said the Holy Master of Tai Chu, glancing at the stone wall behind him. “They hidden it pretty well. Honestly, if White Feng hadn’t tipped us off, we might have never found it.”
“Stop marveling. I bet Black Lotus already knows someone’s broken in. We shouldn’t let them get away,” urged the Holy Master of Dao Xuan, then charged toward the camp at full speed.
“Don’t worry, they won’t escape. And you, stop rushing so much… Huh? They’re leaving?” The Tai Chu Holy Master shook his head. “What’s the rush? We brought plenty of preparations this time. The Divine Monarch’s people are—”
“Tai Chu Holy Master, the more you say that, the more likely something’ll go wrong!” Bai Feng muttered from the side.
“Is that so? Looks like I should make some changes,” the Holy Master of Tai Chu chuckled, appearing quite approachable, like a kind, dependable big brother.
Bai Feng stopped, staring at the camp ahead—specifically at the position of the Immortal’s divine consciousness.
This time, to stay covert, they brought only a few people. Too many would make concealment impossible, especially for the Heavenly Yan Holy Land, which would be harder to hide if they sent too many. Their target was the Immortal’s divine consciousness—no point in lots of people; just the elites of each Holy Land.
Even more, to quickly take out the Immortal’s divine consciousness, they’d brought sacred artifacts passed down by the Holy Land. If they failed, it could seriously damage their future, which speaks volumes about the Holy Land’s courage.
Thinking of this, Bai Feng was glad he had previously broken through to Merge Stage thanks to his spiritual energy. Otherwise, with only Refinement Stage cultivation, he wouldn’t be able to keep up—after all, the minimum this time was the Merge Stage.
Bang!
Suddenly, a fierce tremor erupted ahead. Out flew a dark silhouette from the camp—yes, it was Black Lotus.
She wiped bl**d from her lips, then looked down at the Holy Land cultivators who had appeared in the camp. Her face was unusually grim—how did they find her?
No, that was no longer the point. What mattered now was what to do next.
Though the others from the Holy Land had definitely noticed the anomaly here, they’d need some time to arrive. Meanwhile, she could either hold them off or escape.
Either way, it wasn’t a tough choice for her.
Especially when she saw a Holy Land cultivator take out a sacred artifact. Without a second thought, she turned and ran—what a joke, she wasn’t going to silly s*icide for the sake of the Divine Monarch’s grand scheme! She was the Demon Path’s Black Lotus—why should she d*e for their plans anyway?!
The cultivator wielding a sacred artifact just shot a glance at Black Lotus but showed no intention of stopping her. The others were the same—no surprise there, their goal for this trip was—to blow up the Immortal’s divine consciousness.
“Bite-sized pest,” a highly disdainful voice echoed in everyone’s mind. In the next instant, dense demonic aura surged upward from the ground—far from looking like an Immortal, it resembled a terrifying demon king descending.
“Are even these Immortals tainted with demonic energy now?”
Bai Feng wasn’t overly surprised. The real question was: are these Immortals contaminated because they absorbed demonic energy, or did they do so intentionally? Given his understanding of the Immortals and the Divine Monarch, most likely the latter.
“Engage!”
The Holy Land cultivators wasted no time, activating their sacred artifacts collectively in an attempt to forcibly suppress the demonic aura. Then, three figures appeared above the swirling demonic energy—transcending the Great Ascension, their power erupted with explosive force.
“Is this a Tribulation Transcender?”
Bai Feng looked up at the three figures in the sky. He didn’t expect the Holy Land to even deploy Tribulation Transcenders—that hadn’t shown up for thousands of years, right? Although the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Realm was gradually restoreing, the cultivation world in decline wasn’t recovering easily. No Tribulation Transcenders, and hardly any new Great Ascension stage cultivators either.
He estimated there were probably no more than two or three Tribulation Transcenders outside the Holy Land. That’s being optimistic. Realistically, besides the Holy Land, no other sect or faction could cultivate Tribulation Transcenders.
As for why only three Tribulation Transcenders came from the four Holy Lands, it all came down to Heavenly Yan Holy Land—their unique cultivation method, their talent, resources, all made it hard to reach Tribulation Stage. But thanks to their special cultivation technique, even though their overall strength looks weaker on paper, no one dares to mess with Heavenly Yan.
“Bite-sized pest!”
The divine consciousness of the Immortal seemed furious. Roaring aloud, it shattered the barriers of immortal energy and giant demonic aura burst through, rushing towards the Tribulation Transcenders.
But the Tribulation Transcenders remained unfazed. They raised their hands, and their celestial artifacts swiftly flew into their hands—then, controlling the artifacts, they launched attacks against the incoming demonic energy.
The demonic aura was instantly scattered, ripping a huge crater into the ground below, revealing a dark array inscribed with black celestial runes beneath.
“This Immortal divine consciousness is in bad shape.”
White Feng, watching from the side, sensed that its mind seemed somewhat ‘frenzied’. It hadn’t been turned into a shattered relic like others, but it must have paid a heavy price to survive until now.
“Bite-sized pest!”
A furious roar emerged from the array, denser demonic energy gathering again.
Boom!!
In an instant, the valley’s ground cracked open in a circle around the array, and a flood of demonic energy surged from the cracks, blanketing the entire area.
“Is that all this guy can say?”
White Feng covered his ears. That voice was loud enough to make his brain hum.
“Watch out, the Divine Monarch’s reinforcements are here.”
At this moment, the Tai Chu Holy Master looked up and saw that all the high-ranking Divine Monarchs—some familiar, some not—had appeared here. Even Black Lotus, who had just escaped, was looking grim as she stood among the senior Divine Monarchs.
