World-saving Plan: The Only Savior-Chapter 1596 - 408: Battle on the Moon (6)

On Dragon Sleep Mountain, all things revived, and creatures rejoiced.

In this season that should have been winter, there was now a scene of blooming flowers and trees recovering, as if spring had arrived.

A figure soared skyward, his eyes emitting a faint green glow. Though he appeared as an elder, there was no sign of decline, emanating a sense of vibrant vitality.

This person was precisely the current Sect Leader of Dragon Sleep Mountain, Ye Cang.

Ye Cang’s cultivation technique was a self-created cultivation method, in which he excelled at wood-based magic, naming his cultivation method "Distant Wood Longevity Skill."

Now, after four years of accumulation and cultivation, Mr. Ye finally broke through his cultivation method to a new realm—the Returning Origin Realm.

Since cultivation was an unprecedented endeavor, what Mr. Ye was doing could truly be said to be pioneering a new path of cultivation.

Within the Star Alliance, many people were now using this method to increase their Dark Spiritual Power limits, and they were all beneficiaries of this cultivation method.

In addition, others outside were also beginning cultivation with the help of the Star Alliance, such as some personnel within the Abnormality Department and some exceptionally talented individuals selected by Tianyuan Mountain and other sects.

At this moment, as Ye Cang broke through to a new realm, it also meant that later cultivators on this path had an even broader future.

The Returning Origin Realm, according to the dark spirit’s division of realms, was equivalent to a Lower-level Controller, corresponding to the Body Integration Realm in the Divine Ancient Continent’s cultivator’s terms.

Additionally, because the "Distant Wood Longevity Skill" that Ye Cang practiced contained profound depth, compared to other dark spirits of the same realm, his Spiritual Power limit was much higher.

Dragon Sleep Mountain, on the main peak.

The disciples ran out of the meditation room, looking up at the figure levitating in the sky, eyes filled with amazement and joy.

"Has the master ancestor’s cultivation broken through again? This aura is so powerful; look, even my pot of Mountain Spirit Bamboo Shoot has sprouted..."

A boy about fifteen years old whispered to his companion.

He held a small pot in his hand, from the soil of which a bamboo shoot tip was emerging, exuding spiritual energy, clearly an extraordinary item.

"Isn’t that obvious? Not to mention your pot of Mountain Spirit Bamboo Shoot, look around, the entire Dragon Sleep Mountain looks like it’s changed completely, earlier I almost thought it was already spring."

The companion showed disdain for the boy’s surprise and pointed to the scenery outside the main peak.

The boy, perhaps too engrossed in previous cultivation, only now reacted, an incredulous look in his eyes.

In fact, it wasn’t just him; many Dragon Sleep Mountain disciples were retrospectively aware of the change in their surroundings. Most of them had been cultivating in the meditation room, oblivious to what had been happening outside.

"Senior brother, what’s the master ancestor doing? Why is he flying so high and not coming down? Could it be he’s going to undergo a tribulation?"

The boy with the Mountain Spirit Bamboo Shoot asked the senior brother, as Ye Cang remained suspended in the sky, looking up at the heavens with no sign of coming down.

The senior brother shot the Bamboo Shoot boy a glance, clearly disappointed that his junior could ask such a basic question.

"We’re practicing cultivation techniques, didn’t the master tell you that at the beginning, before achieving the ultimate great Dao, there’s no need to undergo a Heavenly Tribulation? Though the master ancestor has had some breakthrough, there’s still a distance from the ultimate great Dao of the Human Immortal Realm, which he personally stated in his last lecture..."

The Bamboo Shoot boy scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

"Then... senior brother, if the master ancestor is not undergoing a tribulation, what is he doing in the sky...?"

The senior brother shook his head at the question, responding irritably:

"I just came out of closed cultivation; how am I supposed to know that?"

Just as he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly enveloped the sky, and the setting sun of dusk was blocked out, with everyone feeling the surroundings darken instantly.

"What’s going on? Is it clouds? Could it be that the master ancestor really is going to undergo a tribulation?"

Someone voiced a question.

Of course, among all the disciples present, not everyone had just come out of a closed cultivation state; there were always one or two who knew from TV what was happening on the moon.

These individuals seemed to realize something, and as they saw the black shadow in the sky, their faces slightly changed, exclaiming:

"Desert Worm!"

"What worm?"

The surrounding disciples hadn’t quite processed what was meant. Just then, they saw an oval-shaped object appear in the sky. Initially small and hidden behind clouds, it had gone unnoticed for a moment.

But now, as it descended continuously, its size grew larger. When everyone saw its form clearly, the object was only a few thousand meters from the ground.

It was an approximately oval-shaped earth-like object, black on the surface, trailing a tail behind that resembled tendrils, looking like a detached eyeball with an optic nerve still flying freely, turning into a meteor heading toward the ground.