Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

185: Chapter 185 Immortal Ancestor, Trial”Is this the Chongming Realm?”

Chen Xianting spread out her Divine Sense to examine her surroundings, only to find that her sense was suppressed by an invisible force within a radius of three zhang, unable to break free from this restriction no matter what she tried.

”You know the name of this world, young lady?”

Hearing Chen Xianting’s words, the two fellow Disciples, Hao Wujiu and Ming Changzhi, were taken aback.

The two of them had been caught in the crossfire before they could even open the gates of the Immortal Cave, sucked into the teleportation jade platform and transported to this world.

Regarding the origin of the Immortal Cave and this world, they could only be described as knowing absolutely nothing.

”Mm-hmm.”

Chen Xianting nodded, then her small face stiffened as she said with a serious expression, ”The four of us are now in a foreign realm and know nothing about this Chongming Realm. If the beings of this realm learn of our true identities, we might be in mortal danger.”

”So, we can cooperate to weather the current crisis together. After all, we are all Cultivators from the Luotian Realm and should present a united front against outsiders.”

”Tingting is right.”

Chen Xianling took over the conversation, her cold gaze falling on the two fellow Disciples opposite them. ”I am Chen Xianling, and this is my younger cousin, Chen Xianting. We are from the Chen Clan of Xuan Prefecture.”

”So, Young Masters, can you tell us sisters about your origins now?”

Ming Changzhi and Hao Wujiu exchanged a glance. They naturally understood the severity of the situation; now was not the time for conflict.

Moreover, they had no deep-seated hatred for Chen Xianting and Chen Xianling; it was just a misunderstanding that could be resolved.

In this world where they were completely in the dark, only by supporting each other could they go further and find an opportunity to return to the Luotian Realm.

”Senior Brother Changzhi and I are from the Hao Yang Sect, a hidden Sect that primarily Cultivates the Solar Path.”

Hao Wujiu stood tall as a pine, his thick black hair falling loosely over his shoulders. His pupils were golden-red, like a Golden Crow in human form, giving off a significant sense of pressure.

”Hao Yang Sect?”

Chen Xianting tilted her head and spread her hands. ”Never heard of it.”

Hao Wujiu’s mouth twitched, feeling a bit powerless to retort.

Wasn’t that obvious?

If it were known to others, could it still be called a hidden Sect?

”Why do you need to hide from the world?”

At this moment, Chen Xianting spoke again, a look of confusion on her face. ”’Hao Yang’—’Hao’ refers to the firmament, implying being like the sun in the sky, supreme and shining brightly. Since you Cultivate the Solar Path, your status should be very noble.”

”Oh, I see.”

Chen Xianting’s eyes lit up as she raised an index finger. ”You’re afraid of that remnant Golden Crow clan deep within the Tianli Mountain Range. After all, they are the orthodox lineage of the sun and the leaders of the Solar Path in the Luotian Realm. To those Golden Crows, human Cultivators of the Solar Path are all path-stealers who have pilfered the way of the sun.”

”I heard Ancestor Yuan say that the remnant Golden Crow clan dwelling deep in the Tianli Mountain Range still has old monsters among them, at least Earth Immortals at the Nascent Soul level.”

”The reason you hide is probably to avoid conflict with the Golden Crow remnants and keep from getting caught in a struggle over the Dao.”

Whoosh!

A light breeze blew through, leaving only the sound of their breathing in this desolate region.

Chen Xianling pressed a hand to her forehead, not knowing what to say.

Chen Xianting’s words were a bit too damaging to their self-esteem.

”I observe that the path Lady Xianting Cultivates is the Supreme Fire. Your Cultivation Technique is of no low grade, and the Moves you use are related to the Sacred Fire Cult, a Golden Core Sect in the West. Could it be that Lady Xianting is a Disciple of the Sacred Fire Cult?”

Hao Wujiu changed the subject, not wanting to dwell too much on the state of his own Sect.

Ever since the Human Emperor slew the Xuan Yang Divine Emperor beyond the heavens, this Luotian Realm has belonged to the Human Race.

The Four Symbols, Five Elements, Wind, Thunder, and Qi—all paths are open to everyone, and everyone can Cultivate them!

Those Innate divinities were merely favored by heaven and earth, born as Nascent Souls and born as Immortal Lords.

But throughout history, the number of Innate divinities who could truly attain the Dao can be counted on one hand.

In contrast, the Human Race, who embarked on the path of cultivation from a weak starting point, accounts for a full seventy percent of the Dao Lords who have emerged in the Luotian Realm.

The three supreme powerhouses—Thunder Ancestor, the Profound Ancestor, and the Dao Ancestor—all hailed from the Human Race.

Therefore, so what if the Golden Crow clan is resentful?

This Solar Path is no longer exclusive to the Golden Crows.

The Solar dao position was once held by the Xuan Yang Divine Emperor, but it has also been held by peerless heroes of the Human Race!

”This young lady is the future Saintess of the Sacred Fire Cult. Isn’t it normal for me to know the Sacred Fire Cult’s Spells?”

Chen Xianting lifted her fair chin. At that moment, the sub-fire of the Immortal Fire within her flickered, causing an ethereal and transcendent aura to emerge from her body.

*Cough cough.*

Hao Wujiu looked away with difficulty and glanced at several broken stone tablets standing not far from the teleportation jade platform. ”Let’s go over there and take a look. We should familiarize ourselves with the surroundings first.”

The other three had no objections.

And so, the group of four walked up to the broken stone tablets.

”The script on these tablets seems somewhat similar to the script of the Luotian Realm; it looks like the script from the Era of Chaotic Antiquity!”

Chen Xianting exclaimed in surprise.

After the Chen Clan annexed the treasury left behind by the Xuan Yuan Sect, the number of books in the library pavilion saw a massive surge.

Among them were ancient records documenting the evolution of scripts through several periods since the end of the Ancient Eras Final Tribulation.

Chen Xianting had flipped through them when she was bored.

Additionally, since Gui Li, the spirit of a Heavenly Immortal Artifact, often stayed in the library pavilion, the two had become quite well-acquainted over time.

As the spirit of a heavy Heavenly Immortal Artifact, the knowledge stored in Gui Li’s mind could be described as vast.

She had taught Chen Xianting a lot, especially concerning the periods before the Recent Antiquity.

”I didn’t expect Lady Xianting to be so knowledgeable as to recognize script from the Era of Chaotic Antiquity.”

Hao Wujiu offered a timely compliment.

”It’s nothing, really.”

Chen Xianting waved her hand dismissively.

”What is written on the stone tablet?”

Ming Changzhi asked.

”Let me see.”

Chen Xianting raised her hand and brushed it over the stone tablet before her, and the accumulated dust was instantly swept away by a gust of wind.

”This records something called the Chronicles of the Immortal Ancestor. During the Era of Desolate Antiquity, the Immortal Ancestor came from beyond the heavens and passed down techniques to the Human Race, bringing the Purple Mansion Golden Core Dao, which allowed the humans of this realm to become masters of their own destiny.”

”The parts after that aren’t clear; the damage is too severe. This tablet is estimated to be over several million years old. If it weren’t for the special material it was carved from, it would have turned to ash under the power of time long ago.”

Next, she looked at the other two stone tablets, her willow-like brows furrowing.

”These two tablets weren’t erected in the same period as the first; they are much younger.”

”The content recorded on these... I can’t understand it.”

Chen Xianting shook her head, indicating she was helpless.

”Let me see.”

Chen Xianling spoke softly.

When she had gone down the mountain for experience before, she had entered the ancient Legacy grounds of the Jade Blood Heavenly Sect with Chen Xianlin.

In terms of the breadth of her knowledge, she was even superior to Chen Xianting.

Walking up to the tablets, Chen Xianling raised her delicate hand, and a fragrant breeze blew by, carrying the dust on the tablets far away.

”This tablet records an invasion by extraterrestrial demons. The Immortal Ancestor led nine Disciples to a final battle against the demons beyond the heavens. In the end, the Immortal Ancestor and eight Disciples sacrificed their lives to slay the demons, with only one Disciple returning heavily wounded.”

”As for this tablet, it’s a bit special; it seems to have been recarved. It records... that anyone from the Immortal Ancestor’s hometown can participate in the Chongming Trial, win the Chongming Token, become a personal Disciple of the Immortal Ancestor, and thereby command Chongming!”

”Chongming Trial?! Command Chongming?!”

As soon as these words were spoken, surprise flashed in everyone’s eyes.

”This is likely the fundamental purpose for the owner of the Immortal Cave teleporting us here—to have us participate in the Chongming Trial and win the Chongming Token.”

Ming Changzhi’s tone was somewhat excited; he seemed to envision the glorious scene of himself passing the trial, winning the Chongming Token, and commanding an entire realm.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes, and his breathing grew heavy.

”It’s not that simple.”

”This place has been desolate for an unknown number of years, which means the power that once managed the Chongming Trial turned to ash in the passage of time long ago, becoming the dust of history.”

Hao Wujiu poured cold water on him, cooling Ming Changzhi’s burning heart significantly.

”What’s wrong with me?!”

Ming Changzhi broke into a cold sweat from fear; just now, he had felt as if he were undergoing Qi Deviation.

”Something’s wrong, something is wrong with this place!”

Ming Changzhi hurriedly said.

Immediately, he described his strange sensation.

”In that case, we should leave this place first.”

Chen Xianling spoke up.

Chen Xianting naturally had no objections.

”Then we shall do as Lady Xianling says; this is not a place to linger.”

Hao Wujiu nodded in response. Before leaving, he specifically made a mark next to the teleportation jade platform.

If they ended up circling back here, it would mean they were in big trouble.

This land possessed a spirit of its own and was intentionally preventing them from leaving!

”Let’s go, let’s go.”

Chen Xianting took the lead and walked ahead.

Chen Xianling shook her head with a light smile and followed behind her.

Hao Wujiu and his Senior Brother walked behind the two women.

The group walked for over an hour.

As far as the eye could see, there were only collapsed palaces, silent and deathly still.

From time to time, they could see skeletal remains buried under the ruins, and various broken weapons were scattered randomly along the sides of the road.

”Fierce battles took place here in the past, which ultimately led to the destruction of the power that managed the Chongming Trial.”

Chen Xianling said with a grave expression.

”I hope no messy things show up, like vengeful spirits of Cultivators who died with deep resentment, or the remnant souls of mighty beings with undying obsessions.”

Ming Changzhi said half-jokingly.

As soon as he finished speaking...

A shrill crying sound seemed to come from a mostly collapsed palace not far away, causing the four people in motion to freeze.

”Jinx!”

Chen Xianting glared at Ming Changzhi. Her Supreme Fire mana surged, and a great halberd covered in fiery-red patterns appeared in her hand as she looked toward the abandoned palace where the crying was coming from with a serious expression.

The other three also took out their Life-Bound Magical Artifacts, standing ready for battle.

At the same time.

An old man holding a glazed white jade tablet with over a dozen cracks was advancing cautiously, gradually approaching the location of Chen Xianling and the others.