Longevity Strange Immortal-Chapter 588 - 22 We Must Reverse the Future

The timing of the Second Heaven and Earth upheaval arrived without any deviation, and chaos gradually unfolded across various regions as the Daoist and Demon factions continued their relentless contests.

In the Northwest, the fall of the Gate God further stoked the flames of impending disaster.

Soon afterward, numerous Land Immortals joined the fray, followed by False Immortals emerging unexpectedly, plunging the mortal realm into utter disarray as minor and medium-sized factions were repeatedly reshuffled.

Seeing that the timing was ripe, Zu Xiuyun proceeded to plant the remaining eleven Jianmu trees in designated locations, ceasing to conceal the first Jianmu tree.

The Land Immortals unwilling to confront the upheaval divided the twelve Sky Towers among themselves.

Li Mo showed no intention of leaving the coffin; after all, even True Immortals faced numerous constraints in the mortal realm. It seemed far better to remain within the Spiritual Treasure and have the Twelve Immortals transport him.

The honor of safeguarding the No-Life Mother ultimately fell to Da Hua Taoist. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Da Hua Taoist’s Immortal Body, ["Floral Immortal"], was unique and aligned perfectly with the Taoist inheritance, allowing her to traverse small worlds freely.

Zu Xiuyun considered that should Li Mo encounter danger, Da Hua Taoist could retreat to the True Void Hometown, with plans to ascend later.

Li Mo didn’t think he might face jeopardy on the road to the Ancestor Court, but he went along with Zu Xiuyun’s decision anyway.

"Hehehe..."

He detected the battle beneath the tree between Heiwa and Yu Xiao. Yu Xiao, now at the Mahayana Realm, had managed to hold Heiwa to a draw despite the latter’s moment of carelessness.

Although this caused no major harm, Li Mo found his own minor setback amusing.

BOOM.

On July 16, the Heaven and Earth upheaval descended in full force.

The soil became loose, mixed inexplicably with large amounts of sticky rice. The falling raindrops tasted unmistakably like sugar water. Heaven and Earth were changing.

Having experienced the first Heaven and Earth upheaval, Li Mo immediately focused on the revival of Heaven’s Mouth and Earth’s Ear. Those Land Immortals, who believed they could control the upheaval, were proving woefully wrong.

"Master, is it time to set out?"

Da Hua Taoist’s voice echoed outside the coffin.

"Yes. Contact A Xiu. The Twelve Immortals must not exceed half a day between stepping into the Jianmu trees," Li Mo instructed.

Da Hua Taoist’s body trembled.

It was her first time interacting with Li Mo, whose voice sounded oddly familiar, yet she couldn’t pinpoint the source despite careful thinking.

Li Mo closed his eyes and waited. Moments later, Da Hua Taoist steered the Spiritual Treasure upward.

All twelve Spiritual Treasures used by the Immortals had been refined by him. By learning from the Immortal Suppressing Coffin, he ensured none of their potential went to waste.

As the ground grew more distant, they soon reached the Nine Heavens where Gang Winds swirled incessantly.

The process proved smoother than expected. Wind Lady’s attention remained entirely focused on Heiwa, which pleased Li Mo as he guided the Gang Winds to refine his body.

Even limited in power as they were, the winds effectively invigorated his blood flow.

The Spiritual Treasure traversed the Nine Heavens without a hitch, encountering no surprises at the Returning Ruins. After all, Li Mo himself had personally endured the Returning Ruins before.

"The timeline has closed."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth curling into an almost imperceptible smile.

The Heavenly Dao Page activated again, sending another version of himself to ten thousand years ago, in the bygone age where fellow cultivators boarding the Sword Shuttle beside him reacted with utter astonishment.

They appeared uncertain and slightly panicked, but to protect their lives, they had no choice but to press forward.

Li Mo had no need to worry about causal breakdowns. He coughed a few times and then lifted the lid of the Immortal Suppressing Coffin, stepping slowly out of the Spiritual Treasure.

Da Hua Taoist gazed upon the visage of the No-Life Mother, falling into a state of disbelief.

The other cultivators shared her reaction.

Even if they hadn’t personally met Li Mo, his details were sufficiently documented in the Jade Scrolls.

Li Mo was supposed to be at the Sky Tower at the northern and southern intersection, so why had he appeared in the coffin behind Da Hua Taoist? It was utterly absurd!

"Long time no see."

"Ah... what a sight—one glance, ten thousand years," Li Mo remarked while stretching his limbs.

In the Endless Void, unshackled by the mortal realm’s True Immortal constraints, his Three Dharma Bodies awakened simultaneously, greedily absorbing the dense Spiritual Energy around him.

......

Meanwhile, in the mortal realm.

Within the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater, the port appeared untouched by the Heaven and Earth upheaval.

This was primarily because the port rested within the Mother Furnace, separated from the outside world. Even a sudden surge in temperature wouldn’t destabilize the Creation Sect here.

Furthermore, the Creation Sect held the True Void Hometown in its possession.

Should the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater fall, the Creation Sect could either relocate to neighboring regions or directly retreat to the True Void Hometown.

Of course, True Void Hometown would always remain the last option.

After all, the True Void Hometown was a small world devoid of Heavenly Dao, ensuring the gradual deterioration and eventual extinction of the Creation Sect within it.

Tian Changwen stood atop the port, surveying the entirety of the Creation Sect.

Though the Creation Sect appeared prosperous on the surface, it had grown increasingly restless—especially as resources extracted from the crater steadily dwindled.

Minor branch factions clashed incessantly.

"The time has come," Tian Changwen muttered, summoning all cultivators at or above the Divine Separation Stage.

The cultivators arrived with curiosity and concern. Since Li Mo had entrusted the Creation Sect to Tian Changwen before his departure, Tian Changwen was rightfully acknowledged as the Sect Master.

"Hehe."

Han Cai’s bloated figure crawled toward Tian Changwen.

"Old Tian, you’re quite the bon vivant, aren’t you? Do you even have any idea what the situation is like out there? It’s already a miracle that the Creation Sect still has its own little patch of land."

Han Cai recoiled slightly at Tian Changwen’s solemn expression.

"What’s going on? Has the Heaven and Earth upheaval already reached the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater?"

"Let’s wait for everyone to assemble," Tian Changwen replied in a voice hoarse from wear, which instantly alerted Han Cai to the seriousness of the matter. He retracted his Spiritual Power and assumed a modest three-meter humanoid form.

Gradually, over a hundred cultivators at the Divine Separation Stage assembled.

With the incorporation of members from the Sub-Device Sect, the Creation Sect had significantly unlocked its latent potential. Each year saw many Nascent Soul cultivators successfully breaking through bottlenecks.

The gathering was rife with unease. Cultivators exchanged worried glances, struggling to conceal their apprehension.

Based on the Creation Sect’s calculations, they estimated that the Second Heaven and Earth upheaval would last far longer than the first, possibly continuing indefinitely, leaving the mortal realm in ruins.

So long as a Land Immortal emerged, the Creation Sect would gain a reprieve.

Though the mortal realm turned to rubble, the hope was that when Li Mo later ascended and returned, perhaps the Creation Sect could follow him in an all-encompassing ascent.

But... with the upheaval having just begun, could it already be affecting the Creation Sect?

Hu Wen sprawled lazily on a wooden chair, concealing a smile behind his hand as he spoke, "Senior Brother Sect Master, hesitation doesn’t suit you."

"Besides, you’ve got comrades from the Heavenly Sword Sect watching every move you make."

Jiang Xi waved his hand dismissively, "We’re all one family; there’s no need to act like strangers. If the Great Sun Sword Tomb sent us to the port to assist, it means we’ve already become part of the Creation Sect."

Old Earth True Monarch nodded in agreement, "Indeed, the Creation Sect’s ascendancy is thanks in no small part to the efforts of our comrades from the Heavenly Sword Sect."

While their words seemed full of gratitude toward the Sword Cultivators, they in fact subtly reproved Tian Changwen for involving Sword Cultivators in the sect’s core deliberations.

Since Li Mo’s ascension, the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater had weathered multiple attacks, surviving only due to the protection of its naturally formed array. Though the Great Sun Sword Tomb hadn’t been among these threats, the other twenty-eight Sword Tombs had carried out continuous probes.

Sword Cultivators found themselves in an unenviable position between two sects—such was the current state of affairs, and no amount of rhetoric from Jiang Xi and the others could shift this reality.

Tian Changwen injected Spiritual Power into the Creation Ancient Wood, and the Mother Furnace began to transform.

An invisible array blanketed the cultivators.

Immediately, their expressions shifted as they realized the array pertained to memory erasure. Tian Changwen evidently sought to ensure the conversation wouldn’t leak.

Drumming his fingers against the table, Tian Changwen spoke in a solemn tone, "My summons is not about life or death."

"What are your thoughts on ’Entering the Mortal World’?"

"Entering the Mortal World?!"

Han Cai, ordinarily Tian Changwen’s staunchest supporter, couldn’t suppress his shock.

Futu Hermit stared incredulously at Tian Changwen. "Old Tian, have you lost your sanity? Haven’t the forces attempting to integrate with the mortal realm already suffered catastrophic losses? The Creation Sect doesn’t even have a single Land Immortal—what qualifies us to take such a risk?!"

Big Deer Thousand Feet scoffed, "The Dao and Demon factions tread cautiously; entering the mortal realm might be outright suicidal for us."

The cultivators erupted into heated discussions, unanimously deeming Tian Changwen’s proposal absurd.

Remaining silent, Tian Changwen waited until the room quieted before continuing, "I won’t compel anyone, but know this: Li Mo himself entrusted me with this plan. Cultivators who enter the mortal realm have a chance... to Become Immortal and attain the Dao."

The room filled with the sound of labored breathing, as every cultivator reacted not only with astonishment but a flicker of belief upon hearing Li Mo’s name.

Tian Changwen laughed bitterly.

To assuage any doubts, he swore an exceedingly vicious Heart Demon Oath before their eyes, solidifying the sincerity behind his claim. Then, he patiently awaited their reactions.

When it came to matters regarding Li Mo, no cultivator uttered objections.

Each started to silently assess the feasibility of venturing into the mortal realm.

Tian Changwen refrained from divulging specifics; after all, who would believe him if he explained that Li Mo’s instructions had been relayed three thousand years ago by Tian Chenzi?

Tian Chenzi had precisely predicted the date and year of the Heaven and Earth upheaval’s onset, Tian Changwen’s habitual behaviors, and even the subsequent trajectory of the Creation Sect’s development. Everything was laid out clearly.

Yet the perplexing issue remained—at the time of Tian Chenzi’s arrival, Li Mo had only been in his Weak Crown Period.

Absorbing this information, Tian Changwen had no choice but to accept its validity, albeit with the unsettling possibility that the Li Mo involved might not be the same one he knew.

"Entering the mortal realm is a gravely consequential choice. I will select fifty individuals from among you. Each may bring two hundred disciples."

"Please take your time to think it over. I will need your answer here today."

"I’ll do it. Whether I live or die, I’m tired of this gradual decline caused by the fading traces of Death Disease. Better to risk a glorious death than to meekly await old age."

Laughing, Han Cai expressed his willingness, prompting Futu Hermit to follow suit.

A total of thirteen seasoned Heart Beast Sect cultivators chose to take part without hesitation.

Five Sword Cultivators signed on as well.

Frustrated by the stagnation in the port and lack of recognition from the Creation Sect, Jiang Xi determined that seeking opportunity elsewhere was preferable to enduring indefinite confinement.

Old Earth True Monarch, Big Deer Thousand Feet, Dome Mountain, and other Artifact Cultivators voiced their agreement in turn.

"Relax," Tian Changwen addressed them reassuringly. "I’ve been preparing for this for a long time. You won’t just be throwing away your lives."

Far from "a long time," his efforts had begun more than two thousand years earlier—sowing subtle influences among the tens of thousands of mortals in Rong Town.

Once the fifty slots were fully allocated, Tian Changwen activated the Mother Furnace to erase the memories of the remaining cultivators.

Soon, only those selected remained around the Creation Ancient Wood.

"Refreshing! Hahaha!" Big Deer Thousand Feet exclaimed, slapping the table.

Chuckling, Futu Hermit remarked, "Thinking back to the arguments I had over trivial disagreements with the Sub-Device Sect brethren... I’d soon go mad staying confined to the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater."

"Point well made."

Hu Wen raised a skeptical point: "But what exactly is the method to Become Immortal and attain the Dao? Surely we won’t tread the same path as the Daoist and Demon factions, relying on vague ’Word-to-law’ promises?"

Tian Changwen stood, pointing upward as he vehemently refuted, "No. Entirely different."

"We must follow Li Mo..."

"And reverse fate itself!!!"