Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

199: Chapter 199 A Person from the Immortal Realm, True Monarch Xuanming!In the Spirit Realm, at the extreme southern border, the sea of clouds surged like a tide.

Above the layers of mist, an anomaly suddenly occurred in the azure sky.

An earthy-yellow rift quietly emerged, spanning across the horizon and winding like a snake.

At the edge of the rift, lightning continuously spilled out, silver snakes danced wildly, and purple electricity interlaced, the crackling sounds shaking the clouds.

The rift slowly expanded.

Then, a figure stepped out from within.

The man was dressed in a yellow Daoist robe, his expression cold and stern, with the composure of one who had long held a high position between his brows.

He deliberately suppressed his surrounding Aura, stopping it just at the Tribulation Crossing Peak.

This person’s title was True Lord Xuanming.

He was a member of the Immortal Court of the Immortal Realm, under the command of Immortal King Xuanhuang.

His true cultivation was in the True Immortal Realm; while he was not a major figure in the Immortal Realm, in the Spirit Realm, he was a dimensional strike.

He had descended to the Spirit Realm this time by using a secret technique to suppress his cultivation to the Tribulation Crossing Peak, tearing through the barrier between the two worlds via the Immortal Court’s passage to arrive in his true body.

The reason he came to the Spirit Realm was that someone had paid him to handle some business.

To be precise, someone had given him a large sum of Immortal Essence Stones.

Immortal Essence Stones were the common currency of the Immortal Realm, shaped like Spirit Stones and containing Immortal Spiritual Qi.

In the Immortal Realm, Immortals could not do without them for cultivation, Alchemy, setting up formations, or healing injuries.

Compared to them, Spirit Stones were like coarse bran compared to fine rice.

Spirit Stones contained Spiritual Qi, which for an Immortal was like drinking water to quench thirst—barely usable, but far less nourishing than Immortal Essence Stones.

The other party was generous, and the amount of Immortal Essence Stones given was enough for him to Cultivate for hundreds of years.

As for the task he was to perform, it was simple: go to the Spirit Realm and destroy a few Sects.

True Lord Xuanming was initially somewhat puzzled.

For such a small matter, why didn’t the other party act personally instead of paying a high price to ask him to make the trip?

He thought for a moment and then couldn’t be bothered to think further.

In the Immortal Realm, there were plenty of people with deep, calculating minds.

Perhaps the other party found it inconvenient to leave the Immortal Realm, perhaps they thought it would dirty their hands, or perhaps they had some other concerns.

In short, the Immortal Essence Stones were real, and that was enough.

There was no reason not to earn them.

Besides, this trip to the mortal realm was the perfect chance to settle an old matter of the heart.

True Lord Xuanming stood with his hands behind his back on the clouds, his gaze lowered slightly as he looked toward the vast lands of the Spirit Realm.

Hundreds of years ago, he had encountered a great enemy in the Immortal Realm, was severely injured, and nearly perished.

In that critical moment, he was fortunately saved by a Phoenix in the Profound Immortal Realm, who used her Natal True Fire to extend his life and heal his wounds, allowing him to survive.

That Phoenix resided in the Nanming Li Fire Heaven and was a Loose Cultivator; though she didn’t know him, she was willing to lend a helping hand.

He kept such kindness engraved in his heart.

Later, he learned that the Phoenix had an offspring, titled Crimson Flame True Lord, who had descended to the Spirit Realm to travel hundreds of years ago, only to unexpectedly die, his soul scattering so that he could not even enter Reincarnation.

The Phoenix was heartbroken over the loss of her beloved child.

True Lord Xuanming’s cultivation was still shallow at the time, and he was powerless to help, so he could only keep the matter in his heart.

Now that he was in the True Immortal Realm, this descent was a good opportunity to investigate the cause of Crimson Flame True Lord’s death.

If the person who killed Crimson Flame True Lord had a cultivation far superior to his own, he would act as if he had discovered nothing and quietly leave, never provoking them.

But if that person’s cultivation was inferior to his...

A cold light flashed in True Lord Xuanming’s eyes.

Then he would slay them, seize their soul, and bring it back to the Immortal Realm for the Phoenix to deal with.

In this way, he could be considered to have repaid the life-saving grace of the past and settled a piece of Karma.

He took a deep breath, his figure moved slightly, turning into a streak of light that vanished into the vast sea of clouds of the Spirit Realm.

...

True Lord Xuanming traveled east all the way and arrived at the Eastern Continent of the Spirit Realm within a few days.

The Eastern Continent was a place of beautiful mountains and rivers, with many Sects established there.

And one of the targets of his trip, the Tianyan Dao Sect, was hidden within a Secret Realm small world here.

On the list provided by the person who paid him, five Sects were listed, with the Tianyan Dao Sect at the top.

It was claimed that this Sect had a deep foundation, with Mahayana and Tribulation Crossing Realm Cultivators presiding over it.

True Lord Xuanming was indifferent to this.

Tribulation Crossing Realm? In his eyes, they were no different from ants.

He followed the coordinates given by that person, found the entrance to the Secret Realm, raised his hand and made a stroke, tearing a crack in the Void Realm, and flashed inside.

Within the Secret Realm, there was another world entirely.

Surrounded by mountains, halls and pavilions were built according to the mountainside, with waterfalls and springs dotting the landscape.

On a main peak in the distance, the stone-carved words ’Tianyan’ were faintly visible, the brushwork vigorous and the Aura magnificent.

True Lord Xuanming looked down, his gaze as indifferent as if looking at ants.

I shall start here first.

He slowly raised his right hand, immortal essence condensing in his palm.

Suddenly, the sky and earth changed color.

Within the Tianyan Dao Sect below, the mountain-protecting formation sensed the crisis and suddenly lit up.

A curtain of light rose from all directions, enveloping the entire Sect within it.

The great formation was activated.

At the same time, a sword light soared into the sky from somewhere in the Tianyan Dao Sect.

The Sword Qi was sharp, piercing straight toward True Lord Xuanming’s face.

The person who struck with the sword was a Mahayana Late Stage Cultivator of the Tianyan Dao Sect named Zhou Ziyang.

This person had nothing to do today and was strolling among the mountains.

Suddenly feeling a heart-palpitating pressure from the sky, he looked up to see a figure standing in the Void Realm as if about to attack the Sect.

Without time to think, he immediately struck with his sword.

This sword strike condensed his entire life’s cultivation.

And then, there was no ’then’.

True Lord Xuanming didn’t even look at him properly, just waving his hand casually.

Zhou Ziyang didn’t even have time to scream before he was sent flying, crashing through three mountain peaks and finally embedding into a mountain wall, his life or death unknown.

One sword, one palm.

The gap was actually this immense.

Deep within the Tianyan Dao Sect, several Auras suddenly erupted.

Figures soared into the sky, all of them being Old Ancestors of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

The leader had white hair and a fluttering Daoist robe; it was the strongest Old Ancestor of the Tianyan Dao Sect, Ancestor of the Sect.

Ancestor of the Sect’s gaze swept over the unconscious Zhou Ziyang embedded in the mountain wall and then looked at the black-clad figure in the Void Realm, his expression solemn.

He cupped his hands and said, ”Senior, I do not know where my Tianyan Dao Sect has offended you? Why have you struck so heavily?”

True Lord Xuanming glanced down at him, not bothered to answer.

Ancestor of the Sect spoke again: ”Senior’s cultivation is profound, and we admit we are no match. But Senior should at least give us an explanation so we can die knowing why.”

True Lord Xuanming remained silent.

He couldn’t exactly say that someone had paid him to come and destroy them, could he?

Saying that would be beneath him.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Ancestor of the Sect knew in his heart that today’s matter could not be resolved peacefully, so he stopped talking.

He took a deep breath, reached into his robe, and took out an object.

It was a Talisman.

It was precisely the dragon talisman left behind by Gu Yan’s three great External Incarnations, Lord Dragon.

This Talisman was now the treasure of the Tianyan Dao Sect.

Ancestor of the Sect had tried it once and knew its power.

Facing this person today, he did not intend to hold anything back.

The dragon talisman flashed with light.

A Fist Gang boomed out from the Talisman, formless and substance-less, yet like a mountain pressing down.

Wherever the Fist Gang passed, the Void Realm collapsed, and the heavens and earth lost their color.

True Lord Xuanming’s pupils shrank, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block.

Boom!

The Fist Gang hit him square in the chest.

True Lord Xuanming let out a muffled groan, his whole body sent flying thousands of feet, a mouthful of blood spraying out and scattering across the sky.

He stabilized his figure and looked down at his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

Although he had suppressed his cultivation to the Tribulation Crossing Peak, his Physical Body was a genuine Heavenly Immortal Realm body.

A Heavenly Immortal body, even if it stood still and let a Tribulation Crossing Cultivator strike it for three days and nights, should not be harmed in the slightest.

But that Fist Gang just now had actually injured him.

And the injury was not light.

True Lord Xuanming’s face was as dark as water.

But Ancestor of the Sect was ecstatic at this moment.

The power of the dragon talisman had made this unknown enemy spit blood with a single strike, showing that although this person was strong, they were not invincible.

Ancestor of the Sect’s gaze swept over the Tribulation Crossing Realm Junior Brothers behind him and said sternly:

”Junior Brothers, this person is heavily injured. Let us strike together and give him no chance to catch his breath!”

The Old Ancestors all responded, each using their means—sword light, Spells, and Divine Abilities—bombarding toward True Lord Xuanming in a deluge.

True Lord Xuanming’s face turned ashen.

He was currently heavily injured, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

If he were in the Immortal Realm, he could naturally restore his True Immortal cultivation and swat these ants to death with one palm.

But before descending, to deceive the Heavenly Dao, he had placed a Restriction in his body, firmly suppressing his cultivation to the Tribulation Crossing Peak.

To undo it would take time.

And doing so would also cause the Heavenly Dao to bring down punishment.

True Lord Xuanming gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Run.

He turned his body, transforming into a streak of light, and shot toward the exit of the Secret Realm.

Although he was heavily injured, he still had the foundation of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and when it came to fleeing for his life, he was far beyond what a group of Tribulation Crossing Cultivators could compare to.

In just a few breaths, he had rushed out of the Secret Realm and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Ancestor of the Sect and the others chased to the exit of the Secret Realm, looking at each other.

”Should we pursue?” an Old Ancestor asked.

Ancestor of the Sect shook his head and put away the dragon talisman: ”No need to pursue.”

”This person’s origin is unknown and his cultivation is strange; being able to force him back is already a stroke of luck.”

”If we chase him and he counterattacks desperately, it would not be ideal.”

The Old Ancestors nodded in agreement and dispersed.

Only Ancestor of the Sect stood in the Void Realm, looking down at the dragon talisman in his hand, his heart filled with both joy and worry.

He was joyful that the dragon talisman was indeed powerful, but worried that each use reduced its remaining charges; now only seven remained.

...

True Lord Xuanming sped all the way, not knowing how far he had flown, and only after confirming no one was following did he find a desolate mountain to land on.

He sat cross-legged, took out a healing Medicinal Pill and swallowed it, circulating his power to regulate his breathing, his face still dark.

This trip was a total loss.

Before the Immortal Essence Stones had even warmed in his pocket, he had taken a heavy blow.

He didn’t know the origin of that Fist Gang, but it could actually harm a Heavenly Immortal body.

If not for his tough Physical Body, a normal True Immortal would likely have perished on the spot.

The more True Lord Xuanming thought about it, the angrier he became.

He felt he had been set up.

The person who paid him must have known the Tianyan Dao Sect had such a trump card but didn’t inform him in advance, clearly trying to screw him over.

No wonder the other party didn’t act themselves.

No wonder the other party was willing to spend so many Immortal Essence Stones.

It turned out they were using him as a pawn to clear the path.

True Lord Xuanming gritted his teeth, having already made up his mind.

He was not doing this job anymore.

As for the remaining four Sects on the list, whoever wanted to destroy them could go ahead.

While he, True Lord Xuanming, was greedy for money, he was not stupid.

What use were Immortal Essence Stones if his life was gone?

After returning, he would definitely find that person to settle this account properly.

But for now, this matter was temporarily put aside.

True Lord Xuanming regulated his breathing for a moment, and once his injuries were somewhat stable, he had a plan.

This descent to the mortal realm, the matter of destroying Sects could wait, but the cause of Crimson Flame True Lord’s death could not go uninvestigated.

Otherwise, this trip to the Spirit Realm would truly be in vain.

True Lord Xuanming restrained his Aura, turning into an inconspicuous light, skimming low over the lands of the Eastern Continent.

As he flew, he scanned below with his Divine Sense, searching for Sects or Cultivators who might know about the events of hundreds of years ago.

While traveling, a group of buildings became faintly visible ahead.

Halls were continuous and pavilions were scattered; although the Spiritual Qi was not very dense, it was quiet and elegant.

True Lord Xuanming did a brief investigation with his Divine Sense and learned that there were no powerful Auras within this Sect.

The strongest was only in the Void Refining Realm, and the rest were of the Soul Transformation and Nascent Soul levels.

In his eyes, they were no different from ants.

True Lord Xuanming slowed his flight, his gaze falling on the plaque at the entrance of the Sect.

Azure Wave Sect.

The name was quite elegant.

Since he needed to ask for information, such a small Sect had many Disciples and varied ears, making it easier to get information than from those large Sects.

And since the Sect was weak, he didn’t have to worry about encountering any threats.

In that case, he would first go and take a look at this Azure Wave Sect.