Chapter 1191 - 1191 94 Divine Movement_2

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As these words were spoken,

even Ma Shengxu and the others, who had already had suspicions, couldn’t help but feel their hearts tremble.

Shao Yangzi, with a voice gentle and calm, continued,

“And the construction of the Tribulation Crossing Raft did not begin just a few decades ago, but rather from the very founding of the Sect, there had already been plans in place.”

“The Sect’s founding Patriarch, Chongyuan, whose Dao Law was profound, deduced the patterns of heaven and earth, foreseeing that the Little Cang World would decline tens of thousands of years after his Cultivation Ascension, not only depleting its Spiritual Energy but even turning heaven and earth upside down, with no place for humanity.”

“In order that the future disciples might escape this tribulation, he exhausted his Essence and Qi, leaving behind a lifeline for the Sect Disciples.”

“This is the origin of the Tribulation Crossing Raft.”

The Hall Masters and Mountain Lords looked at each other in surprise.

They were astonished by the deep foresight of the plan for the Tribulation Crossing Raft, and they were also overwhelmed by the profound insight of the Sect’s founding Patriarch.

To have anticipated the predicament that future disciples would face tens of thousands of years in advance was simply unfathomable.

Yet what shocked them even more was the grand vision and will of the entire Sect to migrate to another realm!

And Shao Yangzi’s voice gradually grew more solemn,

“But, the Tribulation Crossing Raft is just the most critical part.

There are other matters that need to be resolved together with our Sect.”

“After we leave this realm, all the items needed for our cultivators’ cultivation, as well as the weapons required to defend against the many dangers within the Realm Sea…”

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“If all goes well, our Sect plans to break through the barrier in a decade or two, taking advantage of the weak juncture of the world’s birthing Qi.”

“Directly heading to the ‘Cloud Sky Realm’!”

“Before then, you all must prepare the necessary resources and clear any obstacles that stand in our Sect’s way…”

Saying this, he paused, then looked at the crowd,

“My friends, can the Sect trust you?”

Hearing Shao Yangzi’s words, the cultivators responded passionately.

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Seeing the readiness of the people, Shao Yangzi nodded in satisfaction, then with a flick of his sleeves, he bowed deeply to everyone.

“The Sect Master must not!”

“Sect Master!”

Nevertheless, Shao Yangzi resolutely completed his bow and looked at the cultivators,

“In this way, the entire fate and the lives of the 420,000 cultivators and their families of the Wanxiang Sect are entrusted to us!”

“I urge you all to join me in this endeavor!”

Quiet settled in front of Chunyang Palace, and after a moment,

“We will join the Sect Master in this endeavor!”

Virtually all of the cultivators present had been practicing for over a thousand years, and they were all old monsters.

Yet at this moment, they were each agitated and their blood boiled as they all voiced their agreement in unison.

After a while,

the people in front of Chunyang Palace dispersed.

Shao Yangzi, with his hands clasped behind his back, watched the people leave, and the confidence that had filled his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a trace of worry.

“Sect Master…”

Yan Wenzheng noticed the change in Shao Yangzi’s heart and couldn’t resist approaching.

Shao Yangzi smiled and comforted,

“Martial Brother, do not worry, I am fine.

I was just thinking of Junior Brother Xun.”

The mention of this name caused both of them to fall into silence.

After a long while, Yan Wenzheng shook his head,

“I have let down Martial Uncle Hui Yunzi.”

Shao Yangzi did not say anything, instead he said,

“Han Yanzi has ambitious plans.

He has allowed the Kingdom of Immortals to grow unchecked, and now he has even abducted Junior Brother Xun…

I fear that we are also among his targets.”

Yan Wenzheng snorted coldly,

“We fear him, only because we worry about affecting our Sect’s migration.

Are we truly afraid of a mere Void Refining cultivator?”

“The integrity of this realm’s heaven and earth has already fallen.

Once a Void Refining cultivator unleashes the power at the Void Refining stage, he will immediately provoke the Little Cang World’s Thunder Tribulation, coupled with the Cultivation Ascension’s heavenly thunder!”

“Even if he could defeat you and me, he would die on the spot!”

“I believe this old dog has barely survived until today because he too wishes to ascend when the world’s birthing Qi is weakest.

He no longer has the determination to be desperate!”

“However, I wonder how he intends to deal with this double Thunder Tribulation.”

Shao Yangzi sighed softly,

“Even so…

fate is unpredictable, the future is murky, and I can’t see clearly.

We can only take one step at a time.”

“The Patriarch has left a guide for us, but we still must endure until that day.”

Yan Wenzheng heard this and felt a heaviness in his heart, saying solemnly,

“Do what we must, and leave the rest to fate.

There’s nothing more to it.

Sect Master, take heart.”

Shao Yangzi nodded.

Just then,

he noticed on a mountain peak not far below, a concentration of Qi was forming.

Immediately, the skies filled with accumulating thunderclouds.

The thunderclouds were vast and boundless.

A supremely oppressive and heavy aura quickly enveloped the sky.

“Immortal Ascension Tribulation?”

Shao Yangzi and Yan Wenzheng instinctively looked towards the distant mountain peak.

“It’s him…”

Seeing the figure undergoing tribulation, Shao Yangzi felt a sensation, and then his brow furrowed slightly.

After a while,

the thunderclouds above churned yet suddenly came to an abrupt halt, then as if reluctantly, lingered briefly before slowly dispersing.

But they left behind a dark miasma in the sky above the Wanxiang Sect,

and also in the hearts of the two standing in front of Chunyang Palace.

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“Someone has entered!”

Wang Ba’s mind was sharply shaken.

This sensation was extremely odd, as if he was walking down a corridor that was only meant for him, but now someone suddenly pushed open the door and also entered.

Although they were distant from each other, he could clearly feel the other’s presence!

“It’s the Yin’s Great Dream Sutra!”

Wang Ba stared intently at the Divine Statue within the Yin Temple.

The statue’s features had already been carved in great detail, increasingly resembling him.

Although he had previously speculated, he hadn’t been sure, but at this moment, this vague sense of connection finally allowed him to indistinctly confirm one thing.

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