I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals

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Chapter 399: Sealing Success, Fifth-Rank Materials

The Moon Demon Priestess felt an agonizing tear through her soul, her consciousness wavering as darkness filled her vision.

Her wings stiffened, and she plummeted from the air.

”Priestess Piao!”

From afar, the Shadow Demon, who had retreated due to injuries, let out a low cry.

Without hesitation, it blurred into a string of shadows, dashing toward her in a streak of darkness.

As the Barbed Arrow struck the Moon Demon Priestess, the demonic moon above trembled violently before it began to collapse.

The eerie lunar radiance that had blanketed the world, inducing illusions and mind enslavement, instantly faded away.

”Finally…”

Jing Wufeng let out a deep breath, relieved to be free from the relentless mental pressure.

Meanwhile, Lord Earthrock, having ingested the Ice Heart Pill, also returned to normal.

Recalling the rampage under the Moon Demon’s influence, its face flushed with shame, and it bowed its head in remorse.

”What are you still frozen for?!”

Lan Changʼan’s cold snort jolted the Lord Earthrock back to its senses.

Feeling as though it had been pardoned, the Lord Earthrock rushed forward, joining the green-armored puppet to block the Iron-Blood Kui Demon, who had broken into the puppet formation.

By now, half of the puppet army had been destroyed in the battle.

However, Lan Changʼan’s attention was focused elsewhere, his gaze was locked onto the fallen Moon Demon Priestess.

The Barbed Arrow had been far more effective than he had anticipated.

He had originally intended only to interrupt her spell and cause some damage.

”I see now.”

As his thoughts raced, combined with his divination, Lan Changʼan grasped the reason behind the Priestess’s defeat.

The Moon Demon Priestess was at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, though her spiritual power was on par with a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

With the boost from the cross-realm divine intent, she had been forcing herself to cast an enhanced ”Demonic Moon Over the Heavens”, a technique nearing the power of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator. The burden on her soul had been immense.

Lan Changʼan’s Barbed Arrow had a much greater attack range than ordinary magical treasures. Not only did it inflict direct damage, but it also triggered a backlash, causing the Moon Demon Priestess to suffer a double-layered assault.

The opponent likely did not expect the Barbed Arrow to have such a large attack range. More importantly, Lan Changʼan was able to swiftly break free from the Moon Demonʼs illusion and deliver a deadly counterattack.

Even compared to Jing Wufeng, Lan Changʼan had escaped the Moon Demon Illusion one step faster.

This wasn’t just because his soul power was now on par with the peak of mid-Nascent Soul stage, or because of the mental fortitude granted by the Evergreen Technique.

There was another reason, and that was that during his tribulation, he had acquired a Heavenly Demon Secret Art from an otherworldly heavenly demon.

Though he had barely mastered it to the rudimentary level, just the basics, and could only be used for suppressing lower-realm cultivators, it had inadvertently granted him resistance against the Moon Demon Illusion.

That was why he had been able to withstand the effects of the ”Demonic Moon Over the Heavens” to forcibly launch a Barbed Arrow attack, completely disrupting the enemy’s expectations.

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”So fast! No wonder Fellow Daoist Jing almost perished.”

Lan Changʼan retracted his bloodstained Barbed Arrow, preparing to fire another shot.

At that moment, the Shadow Demon, moving with a speed unseen in Lanʼs several lifetimes, caught the Moon Demon Priestess just before she hit the ground.

The Shadow Demon’s displayed speed was at least on par with a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

After catching the Priestess, the Shadow Demon’s semi-ethereal body became more solid, revealing dark skin, though it still lacked a physical shadow on the ground, making its presence extraordinarily eerie.

With a faint gray glow, the Shadow Demon’s hand pressed against the Priestess’s head, stabilizing her fatal wound, and quickly halting her blood loss.

The Moon Demon Priestess’s face was deathly pale, but she managed to open her eyes weakly.

A flow of pure white lunar essence coursed through her body, rapidly healing her injuries, its effects were comparable to Evergreen Technique!

”The Barbed Arrow primarily damages the soul.”

At long distances, its physical damage was drastically cut down. Even if it penetrated the skull, it wouldnʼt cause an instantaneous death of a Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone a non-human Moon Demon.

”Lord Thousand Shadows, be careful of that person’s vicious soul treasure…”

”Hmph! That brat’s soul-path artifact canʼt harm this monarch yet.”

The Shadow Demon scoffed, shielding the Priestess behind him.

”If not for my injuries from breaking through the inter-realm passage and the grand sealing formation which resulted in serious injuries and a fall in cultivation, I would have easily slain those two early Nascent Soul humans just now.”

The Lord Thousand Shadows’s cold, dark gaze met Lan Changʼan’s from across the battlefield.

For a brief moment, their souls clashed invisibly, engaging in a silent contest of willpower.

Lan Changʼanʼs mind trembled as he thought, ”This Shadow Demon… at full power, it must have been at the peak of the fourth rank!”

No wonder even after being gravely injured and having its cultivation drop to mid-fourth rank, the Shadow Demon’s speed still rivaled a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

Normally the grand sealing formation was designed to prevent powerful beings from escaping.

The stronger the target, the greater the restriction placed upon them.

Yet earlier, the Sovereign from the Demonic Peak Realm had used its cross-realm divine intent to merge with the indestructible demon, triggering a demonic tide that shook the grand sealing formation.

This had given stragglers like the Shadow Demon a chance to slip through.

Luckily, Jing Wufeng had managed to repair the largest breach, preventing even stronger demons from escaping.

”Even if the Shadow Demon is seriously injured and his cultivation has fallen, the Barbed Arrow won’t be enough to injure him.”

Lan Changʼan’s thoughts raced, and he decided to conserve his strength first, without making useless efforts.

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”Cough… Fellow Daoist Xiang…”

Not far away, Jing Wufeng stood pale-faced, blood seeping from the wound in his abdomen, his aura weak and unstable.

”Fellow Daoist Jing, are you alright?”

Seeing that the battlefield had temporarily stabilized, Lan Changʼan quickly made his way to Jing Wufeng’s side.

”Fortunately, I had just refined this ancient armor, it absorbed part of the impact. Otherwise, I might have truly perished just now.”

Jing Wufeng let out a bitter smile.

Even so, his injuries were grave, a sinister shadow-like demonic force had invaded his internal organs, relentlessly devouring his life essence.

Had he not forcibly suppressed the damage with his mana and immediately swallowed a life-saving sacred pill, he would have had no choice but to abandon his body, relying on his Nascent Soul to escape while sacrificing his Voidless Dao Body in the process.

Without hesitation, Lan Changʼan activated his Evergreen Technique, placing his palm against Jing Wufeng’s back to channel healing energy, revitalizing his fading life force.

With his proficiency, restoring severe injuries was not an issue. However, Jing Wufeng’s condition was too critical to recover in a short time.

The shadowy demonic erosion would slow down the Evergreen Techniqueʼ healing effect.

In the cultivation world, the higher the level of the damage source, the greater the difficulty in healing it.

For example, wounds inflicted by Nascent Soul or Deity Transformation cultivators carried lingering destructive intent, even a low-rank cultivator merely standing near them would feel overwhelming danger, let alone attempting to heal such wounds.

Still, with Lan Changʼan’s aid, the rapid loss of Jing Wufeng’s life force was finally halted, and his critical injuries began to stabilize.

In ten days to half a month, he could recover most of his strength.

Under normal circumstances, this was considered excellent progress.

But at this moment, the crisis had not yet passed.

The Iron-Blood Kui Demon, relying on its Undying Body, continued its savage onslaught.

Both the green-armored puppet and the Lord Earthrock barely managed to hold the line.

Especially the Lord Earthrock, desperate to redeem itself fought ferociously, personally blocking the Iron-Blood Kui Demon’s charges.

In return, it had sustained severe injuries.

Meanwhile, the Moon Demon Priestess, having endured the soul-rending pain from the Barbed Arrow, had managed to recover.

Her Lunar Moonlight steadily mended her wounds as she swallowed a sacred pill.

Her injuries were twofold, one affecting her soul, the other her physical body. Now that she was out of immediate danger, her condition was already better than Jing Wufeng’s. As a Moon Demon Priestess, her ability to heal herself was exceptional.

”Lord Thousand Shadows, I can no longer unleash large-scale divine abilities… But I can still control the demonic bats and moths.”

The Moon Demon Priestess forced a smile, her voice weak.

”Very well. The Heavenly One Sect disciple is critically injured, he is no longer a threat. Priestess Piao, you need only hide in the rear and command the flying demons to assist me.”

The Shadow Demon, Lord Thousand Shadows, spoke with calm certainty, his confidence unwavering.

The situation had become favorable for their side.

Their enemies had one remaining Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if Lan Changʼan fought alongside his puppet allies, his overall strength was at best comparable to a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

On the other hand, the Iron-Blood Kui Demon, despite being weakened by the Withering Extinction Divine Light, still retained the strength of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator and Lord Thousand Shadows himself was far stronger than the average mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Once Moon Demon Priestess retreated to safety, flying deep into a rear cavern, far beyond Lan Changʼan’s attack range, even his Barbed Arrow wouldn’t be able to reach her.

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In less than the time it takes to brew tea, the Demon Sealing Abyss became swarmed once more as countless demonic bats and moths gathered in formation, launching a coordinated attack.

With this assistance, the Iron-Blood Kui Demon’s assault grew even more ferocious.

If Lan Changʼan joined the battle, he wouldn’t be able to continue healing Jing Wufeng.

Sensing the growing danger, Jing Wufeng activated a fourth-rank spirit talisman.

A crystalline ice palace formed around them, enclosing both inside, and shielding them from the remaining flying demons.

More than just defensive, the ice palace also blocked spiritual sense perception from the outside world.

”Hmph, I haven’t even attacked yet, and you’re already struggling.”

Lord Thousand Shadows exuded confidence. With his next strike, he could decide the battle’s outcome.

The most cautious strategy was to let the flying demons and the Iron-Blood Kui Demon wear down the enemy, exhausting their strength before delivering the final blow.

However, since this was still the human cultivatorsʼ territory, he could not afford unknown risks, so Lord Thousand Shadows chose to end the battle quickly.

Whoosh!

His semi-ethereal shadow form glided stealthily beneath the cover of the demonic swarm, slowly closing in on his targets.

Drifting in midair, near the gap in the sealing formation, was a tattered black robe that had escaped with the demonic qi burst earlier.

”The Holy Sovereign’s personal robe…”

Lord Thousand Shadows recognized it instantly.

Previously, he had hidden within it. Despite its damaged state, the robeʼs material had a very good concealing effect.

However, when he had burst forth to assassinate the Heavenly One Sect disciple, he had prioritized the kill, leaving the robe behind.

Now, Lord Thousand Shadows quietly sneaked around, ready to collect the tattered black robe in passing.

Suddenly—an ancient sea banner unfurled before him, rising into the air. Simultaneously, two powerful Nascent Soul auras erupted!

Boom—Crash!

A massive hurricane of oceanic waves roared into existence, swallowing tens of thousands of flying demons.

The tattered black robe was also engulfed, vanishing without a trace.

The raging sea tempest expanded, covering a two-to-three-li radius, forming a vast oceanic domain, trapping the Iron-Blood Kui Demon within!

”Heavenly One Sect disciple, why do you still have the strength to fight?!”

Blocked by the holy banner’s water domain, Lord Thousand Shadows’ expression shifted, and an uneasy feeling crept into his mind.

His spiritual sense confirmed two distinct Nascent Soul auras were cooperating to wield the sea banner treasure, creating this vast water domain.

For a single early Nascent Soul cultivator, it was impossible to unleash such overwhelming power of a top magical treasure alone.

But hadn’t Jing Wufeng been mortally wounded by his ambush?

”His injuries were fatal, how could he possibly recover so quickly?!”

”The Undying Body should endure this.”

Despite his concern, Lord Thousand Shadows remained composed.

His hands formed intricate seals, conjuring a long spear of gray shadow energy, its surface inscribed with arcane runes of a restriction-breaking technique.

Even though his cultivation had fallen, he was confident that he could breach the water domain in just a few breaths.

Lord Thousand Shadows was on the verge of unleashing his restriction-breaking technique when he suddenly sensed an eruption of waves within the waters, accompanied by the intense fluctuations of a fierce fight!

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Slash!

A rift was torn through the holy sea domain, and Lord Thousand Shadows rushed in without hesitation—Only to freeze in place, his pupils contracting sharply at the sight before him.

A terrifying aura of ancient annihilation swept across the battlefield.

Inside the water domain, the Iron-Blood Kui Demon was being brutally besieged, by no fewer than four cultivators at the True Monarch level!

Deep gashes oozed blood across its massive demon body.

Above its head, a towering wave of crushing seawater loomed, brimming with the dense glow of profound heavy water.

Below, its legs were bound by thick, wood-attribute vines, trapping it within a petrified sand dune, leaving it immobile.

At its throat, a poisonous black-green fang had pierced deep into its flesh. Though the demon roared in rage, trying to shake it off, the venom had already seeped in.

But the greatest threat came from a dark green battle axe, floating before Jing Wufeng.

The broad, rugged axe seemed unpolished, yet it was devouring an immense amount of mana and power of heaven and earth.

Both Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng channeled their full strength into the Sky-Cleaving Axe.

In an instant, the void trembled, the ocean split into two halves, and a devastating axe light descended, like a heavenly chasm carving into heaven and earth.

The joined efforts of the two Nascent Souls enhanced the power of the Sky-Cleaving Axe far beyond what it had been that day, to the point where it could even pose a threat to a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

ROAR!!

The Iron-Blood Kui Demon’s eyes turned blood-red, consumed by desperation and madness.

Yet, trapped inside the water domain, restrained by countless techniques, and weakened by the Withering Extinction Divine Light, it had nowhere to hide.

Slash!

The gigantic dark-brown demon body was cleaved clean in half by the heaven-splitting axe light.

Its two halves collapsed with a deafening crash.

More importantly, the axe’s lethal edge followed its previous wounds, shattering its heart, completely severing its Undying Body’s regenerative power!

Boom!

The annihilating axe light tore through the separated ocean, even breaking past the boundaries of the water domain, extending its reach far beyond.

”A Pseudo Spiritual Treasure?! The Heavenly One Sect discipleʼs mana is still at full strength?!”

Lord Thousand Shadows’ eyes widened in shock.

His shadowy form twisted rapidly, barely dodging the axe wave’s deadly arc and the raging waterstorm’s impact.

The outside realm powerhouse was filled with uncertainty—From a distance, he saw that Jing Wufeng’s complexion had returned to normal, and his mana reserves were completely restored!

Such a reality made his heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

”Retreat!”

Lord Thousand Shadows was strong, but not arrogant enough to believe he could defeat multiple fourth-rank cultivators while trapped inside an enemyʼs water domain.

The Heavenly One Sect disciple and the white-clothed man beside him were far from ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

With a flicker, his body vanished into the shadows, moving at Nascent Soul Great Cultivator speed. Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng could only watch helplessly as he slipped away.

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Inside the Ocean Sky Saint Banner.

As the raging water domain settled, the split ocean merged once more.

Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng sat atop a seven-zhang-wide dark green tortoise.

During the earlier assault on the Iron-Blood Kui Demon, the Profound Water Turtle also took part in the battle. Within the water domain, it moved as effortlessly as a fish in water, its spells enhanced by the environment enabled it to manipulate heavy water to restrict the target.

Sitting cross-legged, Jing Wufeng sighed in lingering fear.

”If not for Fellow Daoist Xiang and the Evergreen Technique, I would never have recovered so quickly from my injuries.”

It turned out that in order to turn the tide, Lan Changʼan had burned part of his lifespan, activating Evergreen secret spell to rapidly heal Jing Wufeng.

This was the first time Lan Changʼan had attempted the Evergreen secret spell treatment at the Nascent Soul level.

With a total lifespan of over two thousand, the lifespan sacrifice healing was extremely effective.

Once Jing Wufeng’s injuries stabilized, he took the Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, fully restoring his mana in an instant.

This unexpected reversal led to their ability to activate the Ocean Sky Saint Banner to trap the demon and unleash the Sky-Cleaving Axe’s decisive strike.

”Fellow Daoist Jing, that treatment just now cost me several years of my precious lifespan. This was never part of our original agreement.”

Lan Changʼan put on a pained expression as if he had suffered a major loss.

Truthfully he had only sacrificed about two years of his lifespan, which was insignificant compared to the cost of using fourth-rank divination arts.

Jing Wufeng let out a bitter smile, knowing he owed a great debt.

”True Monarch Xiang’s healing hands are divine. I will not forget this favor, I owe you a personal promise.”

With that, he rose to his feet, offering a deep bow.

His gaze then swept over the Iron-Blood Kui Demon’s corpse and the tattered black robe the Lord Earthrock had retrieved.

”The spoils from the demon-sealing battle shall be at True Monarch Xiang’s full disposal. I will only take some evidence to report back to my sect.”

”No problem.”

Lan Changʼan took the tattered black robe, inspecting it carefully.

From the moment the black robe had burst out of the sealing rift, Lan Changʼan had kept his eye on it.

When he had attempted to divine its nature, he encountered unusual resistance, a clear sign that this robe was no ordinary item.

After examining it closely, combining his findings with divination, he reached a conclusion, ”It’s actually made from fifth-rank material!”

Although this wasn’t a fifth-rank magical treasure, but rather a personal robe crafted from fifth-rank materials.

Due to severe damage, its functions were mostly lost. However ”It has exceptional concealment properties, capable of deceiving even spiritual sense probes.”

Meanwhile, the Lord Earthrock and the green-armored puppet were already harvesting the Iron-Blood Kui Demon’s corpse.

This was a mid-fourth-rank demon, not a mere demonized beast.

Its materials were extremely valuable, usable for puppet crafting, artifact forging, and could even be used to boost demonic cultivation techniques.

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Two hours later.

Under the protection of the Ocean Sky Saint Banner’s water domain, Jing Wufeng successfully completed the restoration of the grand sealing formation.

”Finally done!”

Though exhaustion was evident on his face, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

This trial mission had encountered unexpected dangers, increasing its difficulty significantly.

Now that he had gathered sufficient proof, he could report back to his sect, earning a higher evaluation for his mission and in turn, exchange for more cultivation resources.

Jing Wufeng was certain that the cross-realm divine intent of the Demon Race’s Holy Sovereign was not part of the mission’s original plan.

After all, in the Demon Race, those titled ”Holy Sovereigns” were equivalent to Human Void Refinement Venerables.

Had it not been for his powerful ally, who first gravely wounded the Moon Demon Priestess with the Barbed Arrow, then used Evergreen Technique to miraculously reverse the battlefield’s tide, his best possible outcome would have been escaping with his Nascent Soul, and even that was uncertain.

Though his Nascent Soul possessed the Void Escape Technique, the Shadow Demon had likely been at the peak of late fourth rank in its prime, meaning it almost certainly had means to counter Nascent Soul escape techniques.

Lan Changʼan claimed nearly all of the battle’s spoils while assisting Jing Wufeng in gathering evidence for his report.

The Moon Demon blood residue on the Barbed Arrow was one of them, the severed body parts and demon blood from the Iron-Blood Kui Demon was the second, and a bloodstained severed finger from the Shadow Demon’s fallen arm was the third.

These three crucial pieces of evidence made Jing Wufeng very satisfied.

After this demon-sealing battle, Lan Changʼan became increasingly curious about Jing Wufeng’s mysterious identity.

Perhaps, by researching top-tier forces across the Heaven Honoured Continent, he could uncover the truth.

Previously, the Moon Demon Priestess’s reference to the ”Heavenly One Sect disciples” had been made in private, so Lan Changʼan did not hear.

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“Senior Artifact Spirit...”

After securing the seal, Jing Wufeng bowed toward the abyss, greeting the artifact spirit of the Eight-Dragon Lock.

Lan Changʼan, however, remained silent.

This time, he had brought the Xuanmu Vine Gourd with him, if the artifact spirit of the heavenly spiritual treasure detected it, things could turn troublesome.

Based on Jing Wufeng’s previous description, the Eight-Dragon Lock should be a top-tier treasure that was close to a Xuantian Supreme Treasure.

After a moment of silence, the golden radiance of the Eight-Dragon Lock flickered, and a weak, ancient voice emerged, ”Young ones, report today’s events to your elders immediately. Let the top factions of the Heaven Honoured Continent be informed.”

”I am constantly eroded by demonic corruption and must remain in slumber to heal my spirit, I have no time for idle chatter.”

After issuing this command, the artifact spirit fell silent once more.

Jing Wufeng bowed again, acknowledging the request.

”Report to our elders?”

Lan Changʼan remained quiet.

He had no idea who he was supposed to report to, he certainly couldn’t go looking for Yan Donglai, could he?

With nothing more to be discussed, the two prepared to leave the abyss.

Jing Wufeng retrieved the Ocean Sky Saint Banner, while Lan Changʼan collected half of the scrapped puppet army formation, and couldnʼt help but feel some pain.

Fortunately, Jing Wufeng had promised to compensate him for the puppet army’s losses.

It was just that finding suitable materials to rebuild eight superior-grade third-rank puppets was not that easy to gather.

As Lan Changʼan thought it over, he realized that his puppet army was mainly used for defensive battles, and might not be as valuable for his future needs.

Thus, he proposed exchanging it for other fourth-rank materials instead for the Exotic Spirit Puppet and materials to repair the spatial teleportation array of Tinghai Pavilion.

Jing Wufeng agreed readily, promising to do his best to fulfill Lan Changʼan’s request.

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Moments later, Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng departed from the Demon Sealing Abyss, beginning their return journey.

”True Monarch Xiang, can you divine the whereabouts of that Shadow Demon? Will it ambush us on our way back?”

Jing Wufeng’s injuries had not fully healed, and he still carried lingering fear from Lord Thousand Shadowsʼ assassination attempt.

The Shadow Demon’s speed was too overwhelming, even surpassing his own mobility, creating a natural counter to his abilities.

”That Shadow Demon broke through the seal severely wounded, with its cultivation regressed. The Moon Demon Priestess, too, suffered heavy soul injuries from my attack. At this moment, they are avoiding us at all costs, fleeing the sealing site to find a place to recover and evade pursuit from top cultivators of the Heaven Honoured Continent.”

Having gathered sufficient mediums for divination, Lan Changʼan had already performed a divination before they set off.

The results aligned perfectly with rational deduction.

If he were an outsider infiltrating another realm, he too would stay away from the scene of the battle, hide for years, recover in secret, and avoid drawing attention.

”That makes sense. As long as we don’t separate, even if the Shadow Demon comes for us, it won’t be a threat.”

Hearing this, Jing Wufeng felt reassured. Especially with Lan Changʼan’s Evergreen Technique on their side, he couldnʼt help but feel a sense of reassurance and peace.

The two of them returned at a low pace, maintaining their guard.

As the endless chasm grew smaller in the distance, Lan Changʼan reflected on the perilous nature of this mission.

Under normal circumstances, he would never have taken on such an uncertain risk. But with his spirit contract nearing expiration, this operation had been unavoidable.

Besides, a standard demon-sealing mission was not supposed to be this dangerous, even his fourth-rank divination techniques hadn’t accounted for the cross-realm divine intent of a Holy Sovereign.

”This demon-sealing mission is considered repaying the old debt from before Nascent Soul.”

Now that the oath had been fulfilled, Lan Changʼan felt a weight lift from his heart.

Without Jing Wufeng’s help in hunting the the Corrupted Stoneheart Dragon, it was likely Lord Earthrock’s advancement to fourth rank would have failed.

With the Lord Earthrock’s transformation, Lan Changʼan’s subsequent Nascent Soul breakthrough process had proceeded smoothly after allowing him to easily secure abundant resources.

For a goal he had pursued across three lifetimes, such critical turning points naturally carried some degree of risk that he couldnʼt avoid.

Lan Changʼan had essentially reaped his rewards early, pushing the real dangers to his post-Nascent Soul phase.

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Half a month later.

Lan Changʼan and Jing Wufeng successfully left the most dangerous core region of the ancient battlefield, entering the relatively safer forbidden zone outskirts.

By now, both Jing Wufeng and the Lord Earthrock had fully recovered.

The tense atmosphere of their journey finally relaxed.

As they were chatting idly on the road, Lan Changʼan took the opportunity to inquire, ”Fellow Daoist Jing, you are well-learned and perceptive, you even recognized my Evergreen Cultivation Technique. Have you ever heard of Nascent Soul Great Cultivator Yan Donglai?”

This mission had left Jing Wufeng deeply indebted to him, if there were no major taboos, he would not hide the truth.

”Legendary Great Cultivator Yan Donglai? The longest-lived cultivator of the Heaven Honoured Continent… A mythical figure from the Worldly Wonders series… Of course, I’ve heard of him.”

Jing Wufeng chuckled knowingly as if he had long anticipated this question.

Indeed, because this was a name of interest not just to Lan Changʼan, but to all cultivators who practiced Evergreen Technique.