Make the Immortal Sect Great Again

The once-vanished might of a True Person crashed down again, helping to channel the Tianzhu Cave Abode and force this third heavenly estate to manifest in the mortal world.

Daoist Master Xuanxiao Yingyuan and Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang had joined forces once more.

After all, this time the arrangement truly benefited them both. As for their previous falling-out and blows exchanged, both acted as though it had never happened, casting the grievance entirely from their minds.

Meanwhile.

”Boom!”

Having figured out the root of it all, Wang Ping did not hesitate. He immediately struck the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces, attempting to destroy them.

Yet even after his full-force blow, the pair of divine maces remained perfectly intact in place. Profound energy circulated around them without the slightest sign of damage.

A second later, Xianfu’s voice rang out.

”Let me.”

Hearing this, Wang Ping immediately tossed the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces aside. Not far away, Xianfu had already unleashed all of his dharma power, divine powers, and his destiny form.”I respectfully invite the wood qi to preside, to suppress metal and subdue earth. Let water descend and fire be deposed, so the earth is nourished and heaven unites.”

Decreed Immortal Sovereign!

His destiny form took command of the Unified Mind Hall. The Chart of True Spirit Ranks and Offices mobilized the newly born Great Gan State Fortune, and a towering mountain rose beneath his feet.

Crown-Stroking Mountain!

The transformations of the Qian Dao circulated within the mountain like a flying dragon in the heavens. Raising Xianfu’s figure high, it rapidly shrank, transforming into a dense, nearly imperceptible dark silhouette.

Then, it plummeted!

Xianfu truly used every means at his disposal for this strike. Fueling two Spiritual Treasures simultaneously, his might faintly approached that of the Heaven-Stealing Thief from Wang Ping’s memories when battling the True Person’s phantom. Radiating billions of colors, it ultimately coalesced into a single beam that crashed violently against the pair of divine maces.

Below the Qi Refining Tier, absolutely very few could withstand such power!

Even if Baohu were still alive, facing this strike would result in mutual destruction at best. Let alone the fact that the target wasn’t even a Spiritual Treasure, but merely a Magical Treasure.

However, neither Xianfu nor Wang Ping relaxed in the slightest.

After the blow landed, their minds were filled with doubt—would a medium chosen by a True Person really be destroyed so easily?

The answer was revealed shortly after.

Their grim premonition was unfortunately correct. As the brilliant light dissipated, the pair of divine maces remained steadily suspended in the void, completely unscathed!

”How is this possible...”

Xianfu immediately gritted his teeth.

This was the sight he least wanted to see. The maces’ invulnerability did not stem from some unique, profound technique, nor had any external force interfered.

It was sheer, pure durability.

Because it was so simple, it was unsolvable.

On the other side, Wang Ping’s heart was equally heavy. He had already figured out the reason behind the maces’ unblemished state:

Although they were only a Magical Treasure, hidden inside them was a wisp of the absolute purest Heavenly Pillar Immortal-Bearing Undecaying Qi, granting them a trace of immortal essence!

No one could shatter this immortal essence unless they were at the Qi Refining Tier, or at the very least, a Corpse Dissolution Immortal.

Even though he and Xianfu both wielded Qi Refining-tier Spiritual Treasures, their cultivation was too low, their dharma power insufficient, and their dao comprehension lacking. They simply couldn’t unleash Qi Refining might.

Unless the Heaven-Stealing Thief took action.

Wang Ping’s mind raced. If the Heaven-Stealing Thief were the one fueling the Crown-Stroking Mountain, he could just barely unleash the power of a Corpse Dissolution Immortal.

But just as the Heaven-Stealing Thief had said himself.

He could not act.

A moment later, Xianfu let out a long sigh, a look of helplessness crossing his face. ”It is pitiful. After all this struggling, the result is still leaving oneself open to ridicule by experts.”

”The bitter sea is boundless.”

Evidently, Xianfu was out of contingency plans as well.

Watching this, Wang Ping sank into a deep silence—because he had a way. A very simple, very direct way.

Let the Taiping Sutra absorb them.

After all, this was nothing more than a spiritual material. Even if it reached the Qi Refining Tier, it was just a single bite for the Taiping Sutra.

But at this moment, Wang Ping was caught in an unprecedented dilemma. His intuition told him that this development was abnormal. Could it be that the Supreme True Lord who had placed bets on him and Xianfu truly hadn’t foreseen this variable and had prepared no countermeasures?

‘Or perhaps I am the countermeasure he prepared?’

‘Does he want to witness the capabilities of the Taiping Sutra? Did he use Xianfu and Danyang’s hands to deliberately force me into making a choice?’

A chill ran through Wang Ping’s heart.

He could naturally wash his hands of this. The identity of the Great Rebellion had nothing to do with him now. Committing suicide on the spot merely meant sitting by as Xianfu died and the Great Rebellion Exploits suffered a blow.

Yet, he couldn’t reconcile himself to that.

Xianfu, Kunlun, Kunyun, the Heaven-Stealing Thief—everyone had joined forces and advanced together. He had even destroyed the Ten Thousand Gods Terrestrial Chart. But was it still not enough?

How could he accept this?

‘But if I use the Taiping Sutra, what if a True Person or True Monarch sees through my foundation and background? This broken thing is absolutely not omnipotent in the Immortal Gate.’

An unprecedented dilemma.

Wang Ping’s mind churned with a hundred thoughts, filled with boundless hesitation. But at that exact instant, his Divine Intent and spiritual sense reacted simultaneously.

From his Divine Intent came a sense of extreme crisis.

From his spiritual sense came the call of destiny—he saw the surging currents of destiny’s great river, and he was standing right before a crossroads.

‘It’s my life tribulation!’

Understanding dawned in Wang Ping’s heart: ‘If I choose to refine the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces with the Taiping Sutra, my life tribulation will trigger immediately. But if I give up, the life tribulation will be delayed, allowing me to cling to life for a while longer... Hahaha, so that’s how it is. So that’s it!’

Suddenly, Wang Ping relaxed.

Because destiny had already shown him the result: Even refining the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces with the Taiping Sutra meant nothing more than facing his life tribulation.

Yes, just a life tribulation.

Something he had to face sooner or later, and absolutely had to endure.

In that case, what was there to hesitate about?

Thinking this, Wang Ping suddenly reached out, grabbing the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces in his hands. He then turned his head to look at the somewhat bewildered Xianfu beside him.

”Junior Brother Dousheng...”

”Save it,” Wang Ping interrupted with a wave of his hand. Gritting his teeth, he said in annoyance, ”Senior Brother Xianfu, you are going to owe me a massive favor from now on.”

If nothing else, if Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang came looking for trouble in the future, Xianfu would have to stand on the front lines and take the hit for him... Though if they all managed to survive this, given that Xianfu bore the identity of the Great Rebellion, he wouldn’t even need to volunteer; he would naturally become Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang’s primary target.

Thinking this, Wang Ping immediately felt much lighter.

After all, being targeted by a True Person waiting for a chance to exact revenge was a terrifying prospect, even if he was mentally prepared for it. Having someone else draw their fire couldn’t be any better.

”Taiping Sutra!”

A second later, the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces—which Xianfu couldn’t destroy even with two Spiritual Treasures—abruptly vanished into thin air from Wang Ping’s hands.

Almost simultaneously.

”Boom!”

As the medium vanished, the Tianzhu Cave Abode, which had largely surfaced, ground to a halt. Just like the Tianshuang Cave Abode before it, it began to shudder!

Instantly, Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang, Daoist Master Xuanxiao Yingyuan, Arhat Shengle, and even gazes that Wang Ping couldn’t detect all fixed upon him!

”What was that?”

”It suddenly devoured that Earth Yang Wood Magical Treasure. I didn’t even see clearly what happened... What level of exotic treasure could prevent me from seeing through its profound nature?”

”A rare treasure!”

This sudden, unexpected change clearly exceeded Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang’s predictions. From across the Eight Trigrams Furnace, he stared straight at Wang Ping.

”An exotic treasure at least at the True Person level.” Radiant light rippled as Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang quickly made his assessment. ”It should be an inheritance of the Great Rebellion. Indeed, there are still many remnants within the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Perhaps forcing him to bear the Great Rebellion’s identity earlier indirectly brought him this related fortune.”

”Danyang, think of something!”

A second later, Daoist Master Xuanxiao Yingyuan looked over again. Clearly, the Tianzhu Cave Abode’s manifestation being obstructed once more had pushed his impatience to the limit.

The cultivators of today were far too civilized!

For an ancient cultivator like him, who had cultivated before the Great Rebellion achieved its monumental feats, there was never such restraint, where they could only drive pawns from afar in a game of chess.

They would have clashed with real swords and spears ages ago!

Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality—instead of comprehending the profound dao, today’s cultivators were all playing mind games and scheming. Public morals were truly degrading by the day; to think immortal virtue had decayed to this extent...

”Do not rush.”

Immediately, the radiant light fluctuated, and Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang’s voice rang out again. ”It was merely an Earth Yang Wood medium. There is still one more left in this world that can be used.”

With that said, he formed a spell seal.

On the Tianzhu Cave Abode—whose manifestation had stalled due to the disappearance of the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces—another guiding light actually appeared!

Compared to the guiding light generated by the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces, this one seemed relatively faint. It was much like the previous Heaven-Purging Temporal Execution Edict and the Heavenly Yin Golden Jade Pendant, yet its effect was largely the same. It still latched onto the Tianzhu Cave Abode, dragging it down into the mortal world inch by inch!

More importantly, this time, the other end of the guiding light landed directly on Wang Ping.

Seeing this, Wang Ping momentarily froze before swiftly realizing: ‘It’s the Celestial Immortals’ Secretly Bestowed Ageless Longevity Scripture... I used it to cultivate the Longevity Immortal Physique!’

This immortal physique was also under the dominion of Earth Yang Wood!

A clever rabbit has three burrows, placing pieces on both sides! Daoist Master Hanguang Danyang had prepared the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces, so he naturally had a replacement prepared for them!

Just as he had placed a bet on Wang Ping with the identity of the Great Rebellion, yet still kept Xianfu as a backup.

This had always been his style.

But unlike the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces, the Longevity Immortal Physique was Wang Ping’s physical body. He couldn’t self-destruct, and it was even more impossible to use the Taiping Sutra to settle it.

‘Unless I commit suicide and then have the sutra process my corpse.’

Wang Ping’s mind raced, but then he shook his head.

‘This is viable, but after I die, the time I can spend in the Taiping Sutra’s space is limited. I would have to resurrect shortly after.’

Settling a corpse with the Taiping Sutra wouldn’t destroy the immortal physique.

The effect would only make him disappear temporarily. As soon as he resurrected, the Longevity Immortal Physique would reappear, and the opponent could pull the exact same trick all over again.

‘It’s meaningless.’

At this moment, Wang Ping felt as if he had become a butterfly caught in a spiderweb. No matter how much he struggled, he still couldn’t escape the destiny of being devoured.

”This is truly...”

Suddenly, Wang Ping looked up at the magnificent, surging currents of destiny. For the first time, he felt that fate makes fools of people. Then, a profound realization dawned in his heart: ‘...A life tribulation?’

That was it. The very instant he used the Taiping Sutra to refine the Water-Fire Striking Profound Maces, it had already arrived, pushing him into this exact situation.

This was a life tribulation!