Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 450

At this very moment.

Outside the Land of the Immortal Burial, countless powerful figures had gathered, some were lone wanderers, some backed by wealthy families, and others came from sects. In short, identities were as varied as the colors of the rainbow—chaotic as can be.

Watching all the different teams representing various major powers enter one after another, people couldn’t help but excitedly chatter among themselves.

“Wow! Even the Lingxiao Immortal Dynasty is on the move! The General himself is leading 800,000 iron cavalry deep into the Land of the Immortal Burial, aiming to find that Supreme Immortal Medicine!”

“Look over there! That’s the Sect Leader of the Fengtian Sect! Didn’t expect him to personally lead his disciples on this search! He’s a terrifying Immortal Emperor after all!”

“Wanxiangu, Yanyu Tower, Moying Pavilion… Yikes! These top-ranking forces in the Vast and Noble Domain have all sent their teams into the Land of the Immortal Burial!”

“Is it really that serious? It’s just a Supreme Immortal Medicine, right?”

“Oh come on! Do you even know what you’re talking about? If anyone manages to refine this kind of medicine, even a used-up Immortal Emperor could potentially break through to become an Immortal Sovereign! Wouldn’t you be tempted if it were you?”

“Exactly! That Supreme Immortal Medicine has a high probability of creating an Immortal Sovereign! Besides, it’s said that it carries some kind of ultimate martial arts inheritance—now that’s unimaginable fortune!”

“Goodness, an ultimate martial arts inheritance is worth even more than the Supreme Immortal Medicine itself! No wonder these people are acting like they’ve lost their minds, all wanting to find it!”

“Yeah! After all, anyone who possesses it would be able to kill two birds with one stone—a guaranteed profit!”

“Hey, who do you think among these powers actually has a chance of getting what they want?”

…

The crowd buzzed with excitement, for the most part just enjoying the show.

After all, with so many renowned powers involved, that Supreme Immortal Medicine was hardly going to be snatched by an ordinary cultivator, was it?

Better to sit on the sidelines as a spectator than rush in as cannon fodder!

Meanwhile, some cultivators, beaten and battered, fled from the Land of the Immortal Burial looking horrified, clearly having run into malevolent spirits inside, desperately escaping with their lives.

“Don’t go in! Absolutely don’t go in!” A bloodied man shouted like he had seen a ghost, then suddenly collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

“Ah, this is what you get for letting greed cloud your judgment! You really thought the Land of the Immortal Burial could be entered freely? Those malevolent spirits are not to be trifled with!”

“You’re right! That Supreme Immortal Medicine, thanks to the malevolent spirits’ ferocity and the hazards of the environment, has been dragging things out against millions of cultivators all this time!”

“No wonder nothing has come of this for so long! If that’s the case, catching that Supreme Immortal Medicine is going to be incredibly tricky!”

“Absolutely!”

The cultivators shook their heads.

Gazing around, the Land of the Immortal Burial was shrouded in terrifying black mist, making it hard to see what lay within. Even scanning it with Divine Sense showed signs of serious obstruction.

At this moment, a massive search operation was underway in the forbidden zone.

Mixed with shouts of battle and the howls of malevolent spirits, the sounds of explosions echoed, showcasing the intensity of the conflict.

“This side has nothing!”

“This side neither!”

“Let’s check that way! We absolutely must find that Supreme Immortal Medicine this time!”

In the boundless, mist-filled wasteland, many cultivators searched frantically.

Even though casualties occurred throughout the process, it did nothing to quench the fiery determination within their hearts.

They were determined to turn the Land of the Immortal Burial upside down!

Meanwhile, in a remote cave, a hooded young boy huddled in the darkness, hugging his arms and trembling.

Weak, helpless, and pitiful!

“Immortal realm cultivators are so scary! Staying close to my Master is so much safer.”

“But ever since I ascended to the Immortal Realm, I’ve lost track of my Master. I can’t even find any leads. If not for this special place to hide, I’d have been captured and refined into an Immortal Pill, stuffed into some big shot’s belly! Boohoo, it’s been so rough, I’m really having a hard time…”

Reflecting on the dangers he had faced lately, the Great Mushroom King felt a wave of sadness wash over him, his heart sinking.

After separating from Ye Junlin and the others, he had first thought about wandering around in hopes of finding them, but soon realized that thought was naively optimistic.

Because the area of the Immortal Realm was currently far larger than the still recovering Kunlun Realm, finding his Master and fellow disciples was like searching for a needle in a haystack—a slim chance indeed.

To make matters worse, during his search, he caught the attention of some exceptionally sharp-eyed cultivators. They could instantly tell he wasn’t human and that his true form was that of Supreme Immortal Medicine.

And that led to trouble piling up quickly.

In self-defense, the Great Mushroom King had no choice but to use the Azure Emperor Longevity Sutra. The law of his technique was so incredibly powerful that the number of cultivators chasing after him only grew, the crowd swelling exponentially along the way…

Eventually, the Great Mushroom King was driven into a corner, frantically fleeing into the Land of the Immortal Burial.

Let’s be honest, as creepy as that place was, it was exceptionally friendly to the medicine tribe because the malevolent spirits roaming there only had an appetite for flesh and blood, completely ignoring him as one of their own.

This meant the human cultivators coming in to capture him would face layers of dangers, making their search incredibly ineffective.

And as he suspected, at first, numerous teams entered the Land of the Immortal Burial, but they all returned empty-handed after suffering heavy losses.

The Great Mushroom King was overjoyed, thinking he might as well stay here until the storm passed before thinking of leaving.

Little did he know, he had underestimated his own allure to the outside world. With the combination of Supreme Immortal Medicine and ultimate martial arts inheritance, how many cultivators would go crazy over that?

Before long, instead of decreasing, the searching teams had multiplied rapidly, escalating the situation further.

Everyone was determined to root him out!

In response, the Great Mushroom King was nearly in tears.

Faced with the countless search teams outside, he had no choice but to curl up in the cave, shaking all over while silently praying.

“Please don’t see me, please don’t see me, please don’t see me…”

This hooded young boy tightly shut his eyes, burying his head in his knees, nervously whispering his wishes.

Suddenly.

A thick Divine Sense swept in from outside, suddenly landing on him.

“Oh no!”

The Great Mushroom King’s eyes shot open, chilled to the bone.

Outside the cave, a towering figure with a powerful aura landed—an emaciated old man wearing a black felt hat, with a red dot on his forehead, a greedy smile on his lips, and excitement gleaming in his eyes.

“So you were hiding here, little guy! I’ve had a hard time finding you. If you’re smart, don’t make a sound. I don’t want others to know you’re here.”

This man was none other than the Sect Leader of the Fengtian Sect!

“W-what do you want?” stammered the Great Mushroom King, gritting his teeth, his Celestial Immortal Power surging wildly, ready to fight back at any moment.

“Heh heh,” the Withered Old Man’s eyes glinted with meaning as he pulled out a patched, yellow, tattered bag from behind and called out to the hooded young boy, “Come on in, little thing!”

As soon as he finished speaking.

The yellow bag shook and shuddered, unleashing a terrifying pull.

“What’s happening?!”

The Great Mushroom King panicked, feeling himself being drawn in with no ability to resist.

“Gotcha!”

The Withered Old Man hurriedly tied the bag shut, a triumphant smile on his face.

This was a QianKun Bag, a rare spatial-grade Immortal Emperor artifact—unless someone’s cultivation and strength surpassed his by a significant margin, they were at serious risk of being captured.

The Great Mushroom King was only at the Immortal King level, and even if he could leverage his martial arts advantage to battle an Immortal Emperor, in this situation, he could only be captured by the QianKun Bag, trapped in its internal space with no escape.

“You old man, let me out!” yelled the Great Mushroom King in outrage from inside the bag.

“Shut it! Once I take you outside and find a place to refine you, studying the martial arts you carry, I can not only break through to the Immortal Sovereign realm but gain even stronger means! This is going to be amazing!”

The Withered Old Man rubbed his chin, chuckling, “Once everything becomes a settled fact, I can call myself the Fengtian Immortal Sovereign, ruling the Vast and Noble Domain!”

Thinking of his fate of being refined, the Great Mushroom King screamed in despair, “Just wait! My Master won’t let you off! He’ll take revenge for me!”

Upon hearing movement from inside the bag, the Withered Old Man was momentarily stunned, pondering, “You have a Master? No wonder you have this kind of ability…”

After a moment, he seemed to think of something, snorting coldly, his eyes flashing with cruelty,

“Even if your Master is powerful, so what? As long as I take you away quietly, by the time I fully refine you, he won’t even be able to find me!”

“As the saying goes, fortunes are often found in danger!”

“I must seize this opportunity to become a Sovereign!”

With that.

The Withered Old Man tucked the QianKun Bag into his robe, his face showing a hint of exhilaration. After storming out of the cave, he quickly changed his expression, furiously shouting, “Damn it, not here either!”

He pretended to be furious as he slammed his palm down, obliterating the entire mountain peak, seemingly venting his frustrations.

Next, the Sect Leader of the Fengtian Sect wandered around, continuing to lead his disciples in the search.

If he abruptly took his group and left at this moment, it would definitely raise suspicions.

So to ease the doubts of more cultivators and make the act more believable, the Withered Old Man decided to stick around, pretending to search in vain.

Truly a cunning old fox!