Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Time flew by, and another year passed.

According to reports from secret agents, the Left Divine Envoy favored Zhang Xuan greatly, regarding her as a precious treasure. Some said he had already taken Zhang Xuan as his disciple, others said he had recognized Zhang Xuan as his daughter, and still others said he served Zhang Xuan as his master, obeying her every word. Even more absurd was the claim that he was going to marry Zhang Xuan and ascend to the position of leader together.

Various pieces of news were chaotic and confusing, making it difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood. However, they all had one thing in common: they said that the Left Divine Envoy was very fond of and valued Zhang Xuan, and there was no disrespectful behavior whatsoever.

After discussing with Zhang Yuanjing, Fire Crow Daoist could only come to one conclusion: this Left Divine Envoy was using Zhang Xuan as a puppet, and her situation was very worrying.

Chai Laoqi tried to send spies to approach Zhang Xuan to pass her messages, but they were all discovered by the Left Divine Envoy's guards. He lost quite a few men and never succeeded.

Fire Crow Daoist spent most of the year in seclusion, not cultivating, but comprehending the Yuan Ying realm techniques to prepare for the upcoming breakthrough.

Zhang Yuanjing simultaneously refined Anti-Qi Sand, Demonic Beast Black Ash, and Gold-Melting Pill. Sometimes he would also take the black mud substance, go down into the earth to practice the Sky-Supporting Art, and continue to forge his bones. His cultivation increased very quickly, and he was only one step away from the later stage. The power of Thick Earth also became deeper and more profound due to the refining of more Anti-Qi Sand.

One day, taking advantage of Fire Crow Daoist's exit from seclusion, Gold Dharma King made a special trip to talk about one thing: White Dharma King had reported to the main altar that the Demon God Cave's sacrifices had obtained a large number of strange objects, which could already meet the needs of the Nirvana Sacrifice, requesting that the items be escorted to the main altar to start the Nirvana Sacrifice as soon as possible.

"This matter is completely beyond my old Jin's expectations. I originally thought that the one secretly plotting conspiracies would be either the Left Divine Envoy or the Right Divine Envoy. I didn't expect that the most anxious one would be that cunning old fox, Lao Bai!" Gold Dharma King spread his hands, quite emotional as he spoke.

Fire Crow Daoist walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back and asked in a deep voice, "What does Dharma King think is White Dharma King's purpose in doing this?"

Gold Dharma King shook his head: "If I, Old Jin, could figure it out, I wouldn't be so confused! With Lao Bai's style of doing things, even if he has any plans, he would never make such a big show of it, making all parties take precautions! Unless—"

"Unless what?" Fire Crow Daoist asked.

"Unless he, Lao Bai, has a sure-win guarantee that the Nirvana Sacrifice will be held!"

"Sure-win guarantee? What does Dharma King mean?"

"Naturally, it is to control the outcome of the sacrifice. Either to prevent Candle Dragon from recovering, or to make Zhang Xuan fail to fuse with Candle Dragon. In short, he is confident in preventing the emergence of a new leader," Gold Dharma King said without hesitation.

Fire Crow Daoist pondered for a moment and then asked, "If White Dharma King defected to the Left Divine Envoy or the Right Divine Envoy's side and proposed this, is it possible?"

Gold Dharma King was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head repeatedly, denying it firmly: "Impossible. Although Lao Bai's power is slightly inferior, he will never defect to the Left and Right Divine Envoys!"

"What about cooperation?"

"Cooperation?" Gold Dharma King hesitated a little, grabbed his golden hair and pondered for a long time before saying, "Cooperation with the Right Divine Envoy is possible. As for the Left Divine Envoy, it shouldn't be!"

Fire Crow Daoist said, "The Right Divine Envoy doesn't seem willing to hold any Nirvana Sacrifice?"

Gold Dharma King smiled wryly: "From the news obtained from all parties, it should be like this. However, with the current situation, I, Old Jin, dare not make a judgment!"

Fire Crow Daoist looked at Zhang Yuanjing and asked, "Yuanjing, what do you think?"

Zhang Yuanjing shook his head: "I can't figure it out either. However, whether White Dharma King cooperates with the Left and Right Divine Envoys or not, he must have a plan, even a very big plan. Therefore, none of the three parties can be trusted! We can only rely on ourselves.

"The starting point of their plans lies in the Nirvana Sacrifice, or rather, in the inherited divine beast. For us, the key to breaking the situation also lies in the inherited divine beast. Whether to heal it or weaken it, whether to help Zhang Xuan fuse or prevent Zhang Xuan from fusing, we must have a definite opinion and discuss it with Zhang Xuan!"

Upon hearing this, Fire Crow Daoist understood that Zhang Yuanjing still had doubts about Zhang Xuan's fusion with the inherited divine beast, so he said, "We'll have to play it by ear after we get to the main altar. Please, Dharma King, select more elites and make preparations in advance. Also, deploy more forces at the main altar."

The next day, Gold Dharma King sent away all the Xuanwei envoy groups, without killing a single person, but he didn't let them see the two Divine Grace Envoys.

One month later, Fire Crow Daoist and Zhang Yuanjing conducted the third Beast Extermination operation at White Stone Altar, slaughtering more than ten thousand earth demonic beasts again.

Several months later, the Left and Right Divine Envoys of the main altar jointly issued an edict, requiring the six altars of the North and South to escort sacrificial materials to Candle Shadow Valley within one year.

Zhang Yuanjing, Fire Crow Daoist, and Gold Dharma King had already discussed it properly. After receiving the edict, they immediately set off, escorted by 30,000 elite believers, accompanied by Gold Dharma King, Zhao Shijie, Chai Laoqi, and the two Great Sutra Masters, Qi and Hou, heading south along the majestic mountains.

The three major hazards of the desolate dead zone are: raging sandstorms, ground fires, and earth demonic beasts. When the army moves, they are afraid of the first two, especially the raging sandstorms. The places where ground fires erupt have always been traceable. Therefore, over tens of thousands of years, the believers of the Three Northern Altars have already explored a path free from ground fire hazards. However, the ravages of raging sandstorms are irregular. As long as there is no terrain to block them, they usually appear without warning.

Fortunately, there is a dragon vein in the middle of the desolate dead zone. The upper end starts 300,000 miles south of the Nether Valley, and the lower end connects to the land of the Three Southern Altars. The central location is Candle Shadow Valley, where the main altar of the Candle God Sect is located. Therefore, as long as the army of the Three Northern Altars safely crosses this 300,000-mile open plain, they can use the cover of the dragon vein to avoid the ravages of raging sandstorms.

However, this 300,000-mile plain has always been the most difficult road to the main altar.

For Zhang Yuanjing and others with Core Formation strength, if they were to fly on their swords, it would only take five or six days. If they were lucky, they wouldn't even see any sand and dust and could enter the dragon vein. Even if a raging sandstorm attacked, as long as they rose into the sky, it would be enough to ensure their safety.

However, the 30,000 believers, many of whom are Blood Refinement realm demonic cultivators, must rely on special land transportation to ensure that they can travel 10,000 miles a day. In addition, if low-level believers want to exert their combat power like an army, they must rely on a large amount of combat supplies. Therefore, the storage bags and storage bracelets of demonic cultivators are mostly used to carry combat supplies.

Sacrificial items, especially the huge amount of turbid Qi ore, need to be loaded with a special large vehicle. In order to prevent raging sandstorms, the army has to carry a lot of magic talisman curtains and tents. In the wilderness, the movement is slow, and they can only travel seven or eight thousand miles a day.

On the seventh day, the army encountered a raging sandstorm. The believers of the Three Northern Altars were well-trained. With extremely fast speed, they surrounded the large vehicles into a circle of twenty or thirty zhang in diameter, pulled up the curtains, erected tents below, hid inside, and waited for the raging sandstorm to pass.

Zhang Yuanjing stayed in a thick tent, only hearing the wind blowing the curtains outside, and gravel hitting it from time to time, making a popping sound.

When his divine sense extended out, it was pitch black outside. There was not a trace of light. The sky was covered tightly by the sand that filled the sky, like dark clouds, not letting in a ray of light. This "raging sandstorm formation" created by heaven and earth was many times stronger than the small spells he cast. It was simply worlds apart.

The raging sandstorm raged for half a day before slowly subsiding.

After dismantling the tents and curtains, looking around, a spiral pit appeared out of thin air where the army was stationed. Many sand and gravel around it were taken away by the raging wind.

Before long, the generals of each army reported the results of the losses. The raging sandstorm destroyed four curtains, swept away more than fifty tents, and nearly two hundred believers went missing. This loss was considered very small.

Without protection, it is unknown how many of the 30,000 believers would be lost. Even demonic cultivators in the Holy Core realm would suffer a lot if they were trapped by the raging sandstorm.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but think that whether it was the Thousand Swords Sect or the Six Sects, they did not dare to venture deep into the desolate dead zone on a large scale, I am afraid that half of them are afraid of the harsh environment here. It is no wonder that the Candle God Sect has been without a leader for more than a thousand years, and disputes have continued, but no foreign enemies have been able to take advantage of the situation.

After that, in the journey of more than forty days, the army encountered three more raging sandstorms. Fortunately, they were well prepared and responded in time, and no major losses were caused.

On this day, the northern end of the dragon vein was outside. Looking around, hundreds of miles away, a dark yellow giant dragon lay in the desert. Its body twisted and turned, sometimes folding east and sometimes walking west, but the general direction was from north to south. At the northernmost end, there were dozens of low peaks, sparsely squatting on the edge of the Gobi Desert, like stones extending into the lake.

"Two Envoys, please look at the southern end of that group of dwarf mountains, is there a pass? That is the Pot Pass, which is wide inside and small at the exit, like a teapot. In the valley in the mountains, there is a city called Beiguan City, which is the only way for the Three Northern Altars to go to the main altar. This pass is also under the jurisdiction of the Three Northern Altars."

Gold Dharma King stepped on a Ruyi-shaped flying sword, and stopped steadily beside Zhang Yuanjing and Fire Crow Daoist. In the air of more than thirty zhang, he pointed to the narrow valley behind the dozens of dwarf peaks and said, "When we get there, we will rest for three days, store these curtains and tents, and then follow the valley and travel through the dragon vein. The speed can be nearly doubled."

Zhang Yuanjing asked curiously, "Dharma King, this dragon vein is so long, there must be habitable places in it. I wonder how many believers are stationed in it?"

Gold Dharma King said with a complicated expression: "When the Divine Sect was at its peak, there were no less than a million believers in the dragon vein. Now, the entire Divine Sect has only 400,000 people. The Six Altars of the North and South account for half of them. The remaining 200,000 people are mainly in Candle Shadow Valley and the surrounding mountains. Only a small number of believers are stationed in the dozen or so important places in the dragon vein, serving as guards. As for the previously developed gathering places, most of them have been abandoned."

He stroked his somewhat messy hair, sighed, and then said: "In fact, there are many turbid Qi mines in the dragon vein, but now there are not enough people, so they are basically abandoned. Only some unruly and independent people hide in it to cultivate, considered rogue cultivators among demonic cultivators. Hehe!"

Fire Crow Daoist smiled and said, "This Envoy sees that the military array of the sect is extremely powerful. I thought that all the demonic cultivators here were uniformly managed by the Divine Sect. I didn't expect there to be rogue cultivators. I wonder what realm the most powerful rogue cultivators are in?"

Gold Dharma King smiled contemptuously: "Faced with the army, even a Holy Core realm great perfection like I, Old Jin, dare not face its power directly, let alone a mere rogue cultivator. I heard that there are two or three solitary demonic cultivators whose cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Holy Core realm. However, these people never dare to show their tracks, otherwise they will be strangled by the Divine Sect."