Seeking Immortality in a Bizarre World-Chapter 551 - 546 Prison Strange Blood, Seal Broken!_1
"The Lingbao Sect still exists, and ultimately, it is an unpredictable factor. We had intended to initiate the plan after annihilating the Lingbao Sect," one of the voices within the palace lamented.
"We can’t drag this on any longer. It’s unclear what variables that thieving scoundrel who stole the World-Devouring Sentinel could bring about. We must act immediately."
"Break open the seal! The Mysterious Realm has learned of our plan in advance; the unsealing must not encounter any complications!"
In the depths of the Tianlan Deep Sea, a palace emerged from thin air, within which twelve silhouettes could be vaguely discerned.
Three were genuine Cultivators, while the other nine were mere phantoms, casting an aura of unreality.
All three were Body Integration Realm Cultivators. One bore an almost imperceptible aura of Bizarre Demons, while the other two were ordinary Cultivators.
These twelve were the upper echelons of the Hidden Cultivation Sect, scattered across various Sealed Lands, awaiting the opportune moment to strike.
For countless years, the Hidden Cultivation Sect had been quietly amassing power, already rivaling that of the top Great Sects.
They had waited in darkness for countless years, all for the moment they could break open the Sealed Lands and restore their former glory.
"Begin the operation!"
The palace flickered between reality and illusion, eventually vanishing without a trace and leaving only three figures behind.
The three transformed into streaks of light, darting toward the Sealed Western Lands like bolts of lightning.
They swept over the Black Sea, traveling ninety thousand miles to reach the core region.
This place was devoid of Spiritual Energy, appearing to be a legendary Extinguishing Spirit Zone. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
A towering Black Colossus Tower stood here, surrounded by countless intricate Formations, numbering over one hundred thousand and dazzling to behold.
These were no ordinary Formations. Each varied in grade and was intricately interwoven, like gears in a clockwork mechanism.
The Formations constantly absorbed nearby Spiritual Energy at such a rapid rate that they seemed to create an energy void.
One hundred Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators patrolled nearby, ensuring the Formations remained intact and replenishing Spirit Stones as needed to keep them running smoothly.
Only through continuous maintenance by countless Cultivators could the Sealed Lands be kept at their peak, ensuring the seals remained free from flaws.
"The Formations are intact; no repairs are needed."
The one hundred Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators wore Taoist Robes of different colors, hailing from renowned Great Sects within the Mysterious Realm.
They supervised one another to prevent any individual or Sect from harboring ulterior motives and sabotaging the sealing Formations.
"Who goes there?"
Just then, a thunderous voice echoed from within the Black Colossus Tower. A Body Integration Realm Cultivator opened his eyes, which flashed like twin bolts of lightning.
The Sealed Lands could not be guarded merely by Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators; thus, the top Sects took turns sending a Body Integration Realm Cultivator every thousand years.
Additionally, four Void Refining Stage Cultivators were present.
They spent most of their time in silent cultivation, indifferent to external affairs, as if they were simply cultivating in a different location.
They would only take action if a formidable external enemy appeared.
They prepared different strategies depending on the nature of the intruding enemy.
If the Formations of the Sealed Lands were threatened, the various Great Sects of the Mysterious Realm would be instantly notified.
Mahayana Stage Cultivators scattered throughout the Mysterious Realm would rush here with all their might to deal with the intruders.
Anyone daring to sabotage the Formations of the Sealed Lands was effectively declaring themselves an enemy of the entire Mysterious Realm.
Conflicts were frequent within the Mysterious Realm, but when matters concerned the Sealed Lands, all differences were set aside as they united to repel external threats.
If the Sealed Lands could be easily broken, they would not have endured to this day.
Huang Jing, a Body Integration Realm Cultivator from the first-rate Medicine King Sect, was a guardian of the Sealed Lands.
He barely caught a fleeting but powerful Spiritual Power fluctuation. Realizing he was not adept at combat, he promptly notified other Sects.
High-Order Cultivators from the Mysterious Realm rarely visited the Sealed Lands. Thus, the appearance of unidentified High-Order Cultivators aroused his suspicion of a conspiracy.
Better to be mistaken than to let an enemy slip by.
He triggered the warning, but the signal failed to transmit. The Formations at the periphery of the Sealed Lands glowed a faint red, blocking the message’s transmission.
The Hidden Cultivation Association’s years of preparation could not possibly have involved buying off every stationed Cultivator, but they had managed to plant several infiltrators.
A few peripheral Formations had been altered, with Formations secretly embedded to block messages.
With warnings unable to be sent, the Mahayana Stage Cultivators remained unaware of the unfolding situation in the Sealed Lands and could not come to their aid immediately. This bought the intruders time to sabotage the Formations.
Once the seal was completely broken, even the arrival of Mahayana Stage Cultivators would be futile.
"Damn it! What have you done?" Huang Jing exclaimed.
"They want to destroy the Sealed Lands and release the Bizarre Demons!"
"Are you mad? Do you have any idea what will happen once the Bizarre Demons are unleashed?!"
The stationed Cultivators from various Sects panicked, each attempting to send urgent messages for help to their respective Sects.
Yet, just as before, all messages vanished without a trace, failing to transmit even a single bit of information.
This was a premeditated act of destruction, a plot long in the making.
"This is bad! We have a traitor among us!" one of them realized in alarm.
"Someone has tampered with the Formations, preventing us from notifying our Sects!"
"We cannot use escape arts here, nor can we fly!"
Panic inevitably spread among the defenders.
Everyone began to distance themselves from one another, their bodies radiating the glow of defensive Magical Treasures and Spells, eyeing familiar faces with suspicion.
Not knowing who the traitor was, they had to be extremely cautious.
Tranquility had blessed the Sealed Lands for a long time. Incidents like this were few and far between, yet now, they found themselves embroiled in one...
"The enemy is ferocious. Since they dare to attack the Sealed Land, they must already know our strength and have made thorough preparations."
"With our strength alone, we likely can’t hold them off."
"Someone must break out and notify the Sects! Only when Mahayana Stage Cultivators from the Mysterious Realm arrive will we have a glimmer of hope for survival!"
Many cultivators guarded this place, the weakest being at the Divinity Transformation Stage. Escaping should not be too difficult...
As hundreds of cultivators pondered ways to break the deadlock, a silver mirror materialized in the sky above.
Spatial Spiritual Treasure: Moon Realm Treasure Mirror!
Three Body Integration Realm Cultivators stood before the mirror, activating the hidden spatial world within it.
Figures radiating Nascent Soul Stage, Divinity Transformation Stage, and Lianxu Stage auras emerged, their faces alight with excitement and fervor.
The majority were Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, numbering over two hundred, accompanied by more than fifty Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators and nine Lianxu Stage Cultivators.
Most importantly, they were enveloped in a faint yet unmistakable aura of Bizarre Demons.
The Holy Blood Clan, also known as the Sinful Denizens within the Mysterious Realm, had never been exterminated.
They had hidden in a Secret Realm, covertly building their strength and awaiting the day to strike back.
The Hidden Cultivation Sect was merely a facade for easier operations. Only a handful were active in the Mysterious Realm, with their affairs managed by peripheral Demon Cultivators and Bizarre Cultivators.
This was why so few outsiders knew of the Hidden Cultivation Sect.
"You deal with the cultivators here! It’s time for the Bizarre Demons to reappear in the Mysterious Realm!"
One Body Integration Realm Cultivator radiating a bizarre aura and the Nascent Soul Stage Bizarre Cultivators did not engage; instead, the others stormed into the Formations, slaughtering indiscriminately.
"Blood Prison Strange Scripture!"
From within the Moon Realm Treasure Mirror, great waves of crimson blood surged forth. The liquid was tainted black, exuding an aura of filth and bizarre energy.
The Hidden Cultivation Association had incessantly used its Bizarre Cultivators to plunder and slay Divinity Transformation Stage and higher-level Cultivators. They used the Divine Souls, essence blood, and power of Bizarre Demons to refine Prison Demon Blood.
This substance was exceptionally adept at disrupting and tainting Formations and Spiritual Nature, serving as the ultimate weapon for breaking seals.
Under the control of more than two hundred Nascent Soul Stage Bizarre Cultivators, a vast curtain of this blood completely enveloped the Formation array of the Sealed Land.
They precisely controlled the Prison Demon Blood, avoiding damage to the Formations that hindered escape arts, flight, and communication, and focused it squarely upon the grand Formation that constituted the Sealed Land’s defenses.
The grade of the Formations here was high; the most powerful core Formation was no less formidable than the Sect Protection Arrays of the top Sects.
The defensive spiritual light emanating from the Formations could resist Spiritual Treasures. However, upon contact with the Prison Demon Blood, this defense offered no resistance, visibly dimming at an alarming rate.
Wherever the Prison Demon Blood passed, the Formation defenses crumbled effortlessly, its advance utterly unstoppable.
The guardian cultivators, facing Divinity Transformation and Lianxu Stage Cultivators wielding bizarre powers, were subjected to a one-sided slaughter.
"Huang Jing, you’re dead!"
The Body Integration Realm Cultivator emitting a bizarre aura extended his right hand. A black hole materialized in his palm, emanating a powerful suction force.
Huang Jing sensed the dire turn of events. He was enveloped in the fragrance of Elixirs, with several large pills swirling around him.
The Elixirs detonated, creating a cloud of medicinal gas that blocked the bizarre devouring power.
The next moment, Huang Jing’s figure blurred and vanished into nothingness.
This was the effect of taking the Virtual Spirit Pill!
Cultivators from Medicine King Valley were renowned for their skill in concocting Elixirs. It would have been surprising if he hadn’t possessed a Virtual Spirit Pill as a life-saving measure.
"Unleash full power!"
A larger black hole ripped open in the abdomen of the Body Integration Realm Cultivator with the bizarre aura, erupting with a suction force ten times greater than before.
In an instant, the fighting Bizarre Cultivators and the stationed Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators were drawn into his abdomen without any resistance, their fates unknown.
No trace of Huang Jing’s presence could be felt. It remained unclear whether the bizarre power was effective against the Virtual Spirit Pill.
The stationed cultivators were quickly slaughtered by the Hidden Cultivation Sect. Their fresh blood was collected and merged into the Prison Demon Blood.
The more Prison Demon Blood there was, the more devastating its destructive power became, until only the Black Colossus Tower in the core region remained.
The Black Colossus Tower stood pitch-black and unyielding, unaffected by the Prison Demon Blood no matter how close it came.
The Black Colossus Tower was the core of the defenses, suppressing the Bizarre Demons in the Sealed Land and preventing any from breaking the seal.
Not only the Prison Demon Blood, but all powers of the Bizarre Demons were ineffective against the Black Colossus Tower, their effects vanishing without a trace.
It was a masterpiece created by the Lingbao Sect, pooling the power of the entire Mysterious Realm. Modeled after the All-Heaven Profound Treasure, it was a true Realm-Suppressing Treasure.
It possessed no Spiritual Nature and could not be wielded by cultivators.
Crucially, any cultivator wielding the power of Bizarre Demons would fail to inflict even the slightest damage upon this tower.
"Elders, it’s up to you now!"
The two Elders each took out a Spiritual Treasure—a black ruler and a blood-red sword—and repeatedly struck the Black Colossus Tower. Even at maximum effort, they only managed to leave inch-deep scars.
The Black Colossus Tower possessed a self-repair ability and slowly began to mend the crevices.
Even for two Body Integration Realm Cultivators working together, breaking the seal was no easy task.
"The Great Sects are already aware of this situation! Other Body Integration Realm Cultivators will soon arrive!"
"For the Holy Blood Clan!"
"All of you, retreat!"
One of the Body Integration Realm Cultivators, his face a mask of determination, strode before the Black Colossus Tower. Massive amounts of nature’s spiritual energy surged within him, and then he violently self-detonated.
The power of a Body Integration Realm Cultivator’s self-detonation was terrifying. The Black Colossus Tower shattered in the ensuing blast.
The Black Sea trembled continuously. An alien land, sparse with spiritual energy, suddenly surfaced above the Black Sea, becoming a new part of the Mysterious Realm.
