Chapter 172: The Land of Rebirth Opens

The old man was correct; the Undying Inheritance is indeed a segment of comprehension, which seems to be the Undying Tree turning everything it has seen, understood, and experienced into a series of abstract dynamic images.

Once the inheritor enters here, these images will be imprinted deep into the sea of consciousness; even though Wang Ping still doesn't fully comprehend them now, the Dao fluctuations they emit still cause him to fall into epiphany.

Just like in myth and legend where an immortal expounds the Dao, a bird may not understand the words, but when that sound enters its mind, it still opens its spiritual wisdom.

Wang Ping's current situation is similar; no cultivator knows how high the rank of the Undying Tree is, not even the Green Emperor has received a complete inheritance from the Undying Tree.

Before entering the inheritance site, the old man had sent him a voice transmission: the Undying Tree has eighty‑one segments of images; the first stage of inheritance can only bear nine segments, which is also the most superficial part, and after you reach the Transformation God stage you can come to accept eighteen segments.

Wang Ping had once wanted to ask which segment the Green Emperor had received, but there was no time.

Undying Realm, Wang Ping was receiving the inheritance there; outside, at the center of the barren lands of the Spirit World Realm, on that vast plain gathered over a thousand Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivators, and late‑Foundation Establishment cultivators in droves!

In the Undying Palace, before the old man formed from a wisp of consciousness condensed by the Undying Tree, a water mirror appeared; he was gazing at the image in the mirror, hehe‑snickering.

"Let you guys scheme all day; in the end plans are no match for change! Once the Land of Rebirth opens, if the other five realms notice an extra force, their elders couldn't possibly be unaware, nor could the Spirit Realm be unaware! Hehe, it'll be fun by then!"

Saying this, his gaze involuntarily turned to the Undying Tree, where that brat was still receiving the inheritance; then he chuckled again and said:

"Young man! Those people ought to thank you! If it weren't for you accidentally stumbling on that grassland and piecing together the Undying Tree pattern, causing the Undying Tree's main body to tremble, the entrance to the Land of Rebirth sealed in the Spirit World Realm would not have opened, and these people might never in their lifetimes get a chance to encounter so many Transformation God and Separation God cultivators' inheritances!"

"Hehe! Looking at this situation, the person behind the scenes obviously hasn't completely erased humanity's imprint in this world; the human imprint still protects this world, so they can't stop these cultivators from gathering here. Green Emperor, are you the one protecting the imprint?"

The old man's final tone carried a hint of doubt; after a while, he again hehe‑laughed and said:

"Once the Land of Rebirth opens, no one dares to seal it! Now, whether the behind‑the‑scenes manipulator is the Green Emperor or some other dark hands, they're probably furious and cursing right now! However, it's surprising that someone still knows the entrance to the lost realm's Land of Rebirth—could there be an ancient undying hermit hiding here?"

At the end of his speech, the old man felt a flicker of doubt; finally he shook his head, stopped thinking about these matters, lifted his gaze to the upper part of the hall, began to stare blankly, which he often did over the years!

………

Spirit World Realm, in the extremely deep underground of the barren lands, a figure bound by iron chains was low‑growling something; opposite him, a black‑robed cultivator was loudly shouting:

"Idiot! If it weren't for your anomaly triggering the sensing of the Demon‑Sealing Disk in the hands of the human kingdom's Azure‑Heart King, how could we be so passive!"

"Damn it! You, a mere little king, dare to speak to this emperor like this!"

The black‑robed cultivator coldly laughed: "Do you still think you're the Moye Great Emperor? Now you're nothing but a pitiful worm torn apart by others! Any random king of my clan could suppress you!"

"An emperor must not be insulted! This emperor will have you die!"

Moye Great Emperor's eyes suddenly flashed with purple‑black light, and the surrounding space began to shift!

The black‑robed cultivator, unhurried, began chanting a spell; Moye Great Emperor's changes abruptly halted, his form gradually dissipated, revealing an ugly head—it was Moye Great Emperor's skull, nine iron chains piercing the nine apertures on his skull; as the black‑robed cultivator's chant rang out, silver light blossomed on his skull! Immediately a painful wail rang out!

"Ah! This emperor is dying of pain, damn Night Soul Clan! You puny little tribe dare to scheme against this emperor, ah! ah! ah!"

As a Great Emperor, Moye's will is extraordinarily steadfast, yet now he is wailing miserably over a mere spell—one can imagine how much agony he endured just moments ago!

That black‑robed cultivator chanted the spell for a full hour, and Moye Great Emperor likewise howled in pain for a full hour.

However, his originally fairly normal skull shrank a bit, and a wisp of black‑purple qi drifted from his skull—this is the emperor's origin qi stored within Moye Great Emperor's skull.

The spell just now caused Moye Great Emperor pain to the extreme, to the point that a strand of his origin qi was boiled out!

The black‑robed cultivator was overjoyed; he took out from his bosom a small purple bottle three cun high, covered with mysterious patterns, and attracted that strand of emperor's origin qi into it.

His heart trembled incessantly; after waiting tens of thousands of years, it's finally my turn to come here and take charge—origin qi of an emperor! This is something only the most invincible group of Great Vehicle cultivators possess; a single strand of origin qi containing yearly fragments of the Dao is enough to greatly advance a king's cultivation!

Among those of his clan who first stood guard, someone has already broken through to the Great Vehicle stage, making him envy them immensely.

Having secured Moye's emperor origin qi, he gazed at the already feeble‑breathing skull of Moye Great Emperor, a faint light flickered in his eyes, and finally he gave up the thought of extracting another strand.

What he has extracted this time is plenty; he can hand over half to the clan and privately retain the other half, which is more than enough for him now.

After another glance at Moye Great Emperor's skull, he turned his gaze to the surrounding grand formation, a smile curled his lips—hehe! Even a demon emperor that humanity cannot kill is having its emperor's origin qi casually siphoned by them; it seems those great clans are no different.

Finally, he shook the jade bottle in his hand, left satisfied; this time he came not to question guilt, but solely to extract emperor's origin qi.

Regarding the Land of Rebirth, their clan already has a plan: they will send ten thousand Foundation Establishment juniors in to encircle and slaughter those lower‑realm cultivators; as long as they kill them all, there will never be any problem.

As for the possibility of the plan failing, they hardly considered it; ten thousand Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivators equipped with ten‑pattern magic treasures, both offense and defense covered—how could these lower cultivators possibly resist? With what could they resist?

Not long after the black‑robed cultivator departed, Moye Great Emperor opened his eyes; his gaze was calm, as if he didn't care at all about what had just happened, instead he slightly turned his skull, looking toward the direction of the Western Drooping Land's Golden State!

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed since Wang Ping entered the Land of Rebirth, and the Land of Rebirth has fully opened!

The First Demon‑Sealing Land is also called the Heavencloud Realm!

At the world's center stands an extraordinarily tall mountain peak, atop which lies a plaza paved with white spirit‑jading spirit jade.

At this moment, on the plaza stand a thousand Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivators motionless; at the front, several terrifying‑aura figures stand with hands clasped; before them stands a youth with a bland aura and ordinary face, hands behind his back.

Gazing at the light gate appearing ahead, he asked lightly: "Are you all ready?"

"According to the Envoy's words, everything is ready; the thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators are all equipped with the spirit armor brought by the Envoy and ten‑pattern magic treasures! This trial will take the hundred upper‑realm geniuses brought by the adult as its core, implementing military management!"

The youthful‑looking Envoy nodded and said: "Well done; rest assured, the clan will compensate for your losses!"

One of the eldest among them, with a solemn and honored expression, said:

"Envoy, you're joking; the Human Emperor's mercy allows us to enter the Land of Rebirth for trial—this is already the greatest grace; how dare we ask for compensation? The loss of those hundred will be borne by us!"

The Envoy smiled, nodded, and said: "If that's the case, then go in!"

After saying that, his gaze turned to the foremost among the Foundation Establishment cultivators—this generation's top talent from Hundred Battles City, who has already comprehended two Dao arts!

With him leading, I also feel much more at ease!

Such a scene was simultaneously unfolding in the other five great Demon‑Sealing Lands; evidently, the human race of the Human Realm also guessed something? They dispatched five hundred Spirit Realm human geniuses into the Land of Rebirth!