Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Zhao Chuang was greatly shocked. Three sword auras rushed at his face. Han Ziyi, who was standing in front of him, was at least an expert in the Pulse Condensation Period. His speed was so fast that Zhao Chuang had no time to react and could only watch the sword auras passing by his throat.

Right then, noises echoed in the grass around him. Dozens of silver needles as thin as hairs darted out. Then, three mysterious figures in white robes stepped out of thin air.

"Mystic Gate Art!"

Han Ziyi's face changed color. Forced by the silver needles, he lost the great opportunity to kill Zhao Chuang.

"Fellow Cultivators of the Heaven Wolves Sect, don't believe in the Lie Wind Sect—the enemy has defected and turned into a devil!"

The three Cultivators of the Hidden Armor Sect extended their hands that were as thin as the talons of an eagle to Zhao Chuang. "Give the 'Supreme Jade Slip' to the Hidden Armor Sect, and we will deliver it to the Misery Temple, Master Ci Hang!"

"Bah!"

Han Ziyi was more than infuriated. "What's so good about the Hidden Armor Sect? Are you not coveting the ancient secret arts inside the 'Supreme Jade Slip' and trying to rob us? Don't trust the kids of the Heaven Wolves Sect. Hehe. Don't trust anybody!"

Hardly had he finished his sentence when two more warriors showed up on the hill. Two flags were waving in the wind, with 'Giant Sword Gang' and 'Giant Flag Gate' written on one side. They were charging at them unstoppably as if they were galloping horses. There was no sign that they were going to stop at all. It seemed that they were going to crush everybody here into pieces!

Zhao Chuang's mind went blank.

The Heaven Wolves Sect was located at the northwest border and was quite far away from the righteous sects of the Nine Worlds. Zhao Chuang had listened to the teachings of his sect and knew that the "Gale of Liefeng Sect, the Escaping Sect, the Giant Sword Gang, and the Great Flag Sect" were the orthodox sects of the Nine Worlds. They supported the weak and supported the strong. They were chivalrous and chivalrous. Their heroic spirit soared to the clouds, causing him to yearn for them. How come today he had seen one or two of them? They were no different from the evil sects that had been hunting them for days.

Seeing that the hundreds of Cultivators of the righteous sects were engaged in a fierce battle, Zhao Chuang took the opportunity to crawl out of the battle formation.

The opponents were not stupid. Although they considered each other to be a major problem, they did not forget that Zhao Chuang was the real problem. They sneered and waved their magical equipment at Zhao Chuang.

Having lost all hope, Zhao Chuang made up his mind and jumped off the cliff behind him.

He heard a long cry of a crane. Then, he felt that Zhao Chuang had fallen on the back of an enormous crane, which was driven by a weird girl.

The giant crane seemed to be an ancient species. It was born with the bloodline ability. With a flap of its wings, all the magical equipment was blown back, making the Cultivators of the four major sects on the cliff scream in pain. After a few roars, the 'human-faced owls' did not dare to chase after them. They could only watch Zhao Chuang and the girl flying higher and higher through the mountains toward the Sea of Bitterness Temple.

Zhao Chuang's head was dizzy. It took a long time for him to calm down. However, he tightly clutched the bamboo tube in his arms and looked at the woman with complete vigilance.

But right then, the Burning Prairie below attracted his attention again.

Looking down at the earth, on a blood-stained plain, countless Cultivators, evil Cultivators, riders, and soldiers were fighting crazily under various kinds of flags, making a living hell.

"Chaos. The Nine Worlds are in chaos. The seven orthodox sects, the five devil sects, the Northern Qin, the Great Chu, the Zhuyue, the Mountain Ghost… All the forces, heroes, billions of creatures, and even evil spirits are joining the meaningless competition for the 'Supreme Jade Slip'!"

The woman sighed and said, "The 'Supreme Jade Slip' that allowed someone to dominate the nine worlds is clearly an ominous item that will bring disaster to the human world! Over the thousands of years, the 'Supreme Jade Slip' has shown up multiple times. It has never produced an invincible overlord. Instead, it has killed countless people who got it. What a joke. To this day, countless people still believe that it boasts unparalleled power!

Zhao Chuang was somewhat relieved. Although he didn't completely believe the woman, he started chatting with her.

The woman called herself 'Yun Zhongke'. She was not willing to tell Zhao Chuang her identity and background, but she knew everything about the anomalies in the Nine Worlds.

According to her, the news that the Heaven Wolves Sect had received the 'Supreme Jade Slip' had spread to every corner of the world. Countless sects and dynasties had set up ambushes between the Heaven Wolves Sect and the upper levels of the temple, hoping to steal the 'Supreme Jade Slip'.

Before the jade chip appeared, the sects and dynasties had been engaged in bloody battles.

The forces that the woman belonged to were not willing to watch the people being killed. Therefore, they asked the woman to ride the ancient spiritual crane and help the Heavenly Wolf Clan deliver the 'Supreme Jade Slip' to the Sea of Bitterness Temple as soon as possible.

The spiritual cranes soared in the sky and were adept at concealing their scent. Cultivators who rode their swords could neither find them nor catch up to them.

While they were talking, the two of them had already flown hundreds of kilometers away. They could vaguely see the raging clouds in front of them. A streak of gold and a streak of black gas were tangled together and locked in a fierce battle.

"The Sea of Bitterness Temple has come to reinforce us and the 'Blood Lotus Lamp', the leader of the devils!"

Standing on the crane, Yun Zhongke's eyes were emitting sharp silver brightness. He observed for a moment and exclaimed, "Such powerful spiritual flames that can even tear apart the sky and the earth. Are 'Master Ci Hang' and 'Master Blood Lotus' taking action in person?"

Zhao Chuang was greatly alarmed. Master Ci Hang was the leader of the righteous path of the Nine Worlds, while Master Blood Lotus was the dominator of all the demons in the universe. The confrontation between the righteous and the evil was about to begin!

As it turned out, the clouds had dispersed. The battles on the ground were a hundred times more brutal than those between dynasties. If the Hell of Asura was classified as such, the next battlefield must be the eighteenth floor.

Right now, he was only hoping that Master Ci Hang could defeat Master Blood Lotus and destroy the jade chip!

In the sky, gold brightness was shining on one side of the sky, and bloody mist was surging on the other. The two unparalleled experts of the Nine Worlds were indeed displaying the aura of a great war.

However, what Zhao Chuang feared came true. The golden brilliance and the bloody mist collided brutally for several rounds before the golden brilliance was torn apart. The bloody mist, on the other hand, was raging and colliding more and more.

"Hehe. Kid, give it to me!"

With a hideous smile, a ghost claw appeared out of nowhere and snatched at Zhao Chuang.

Before the ghost claw reached him, Zhao Chuang's eyes were already somewhat dull, as if he had been manipulated. He could not help but take out the green bamboo tube from his pocket and hold it up high.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The ghost claw sucked the bamboo tube softly, and it fell into the hands of Lord Blood Lotus. Wild laughter echoed inside the blood mist, before the bamboo tube was crushed into pieces.

However, there was nothing inside the bamboo tube.

"What?"

Zhao Chuang was dumbfounded. He sat on the back of the crane, not knowing what was going on.

"What?"

'Yun Zhongke' was dazed for a long time, too. He looked at Zhao Chuang and then at Master Blood Lotus in midair, not knowing what to say.

"We've been fooled. You are not the rightful owner at all!"

From the bloody mist came the roars of the Blood Lotus Lord. The ghost claw pointed at Zhao Chuang first, before it pointed at the direction where the gold brightness had dispersed. Murderous intent as intense as blood was surging out of the claw. "That was not the real 'Sorrow of the Bitter Sea'. We were fooled. Everybody was fooled!"