Chapter 1253: The Dao Merging Treasure Tribulation of the Central Array Spirit Computer

The shattered starry sky of the realm left only broken space, torn rules, and utter ruin.

"Tianji, Brother Xuanwu—neither of them appeared."

Senior Wanji Zhenxun murmured.

He was quite regretful; many things he had carefully prepared had never been used.

A Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Merging Divine Lord at full strength they could only defeat and grievously wound, unable to slay; but a Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Merging Divine Lord already grievously wounded now gave them considerably greater confidence.

"How could that be?"

"How could Brother Xuanwu and Tianji possibly risk coming to rescue someone else? They'd be glad if everyone else were as badly wounded as they are—otherwise they'd be in danger themselves."

Zhenjun Shenji Zhenxun said with a smile.

The two Zhenxun traded quips to ease the mood, but the immortal sect cultivators around them all looked deeply oppressed; the atmosphere was heavy, and a few laughs could not relieve anything.

More and more Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Merging Divine Lords were appearing; once the Central Array Spirit Computer failed to advance to Dao Merging in time, it would be dangerous.

……

Unknowingly, five hundred years had already drifted by.

The last time a Badaxian Sect great cultivator underwent Tribulation Crossing was the Dandingxian Sect great cultivator's tribulation—successful—but afterward he was annihilated by a citizen fleet that had grown to three hundred million in number, with sixteen hundred Soul Transformation cultivators, leaving only his divine soul fleeing in all directions.

Even so, it was only because a Tianji Xiangong great cultivator, whose wounds had already healed, secretly intervened that he barely escaped with his life, owing an enormous favor.

Sharing the Dandingxian Sect great cultivator's fate were the Shangqing Lingbao Sect great cultivator and the Wanshou Immortal Sect great cultivator.

These three clearly lacked the strength and foundation of the other Badaxian Sect great cultivators; they had advanced only at the very end, and facing a citizen fleet whose numbers had reached hundreds of millions and whose strength had greatly increased, they utterly abandoned their Dharma bodies, escaping with only their divine souls—and only thus avoided death.

Even that was thanks to the secret assistance of other great cultivators; otherwise their divine souls would already have been utterly destroyed.

By this point, all Badaxian Sect great cultivators had advanced to Dao Merging.

In Jiao Jiao Mingyu, such a terrifying scene appeared for the first time—eight Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Merging Divine Lords born together, their radiance illuminating the entire realm and suppressing all the heavens.

So many Dao Merging Divine Lords could truly be called a miracle.

Beneath eight Dao Merging Divine Lords, even the vastly expansive Jiao Jiao Mingyu now seemed cramped and overcrowded.

A Jiao Jiao Mingyu that was quite rich for Void Refinement cultivators was merely ordinary to Dao Merging Divine Lords; otherwise the Jiao Mo Imperial Clan would never have had only one Emperor from beginning to end.

Now, a total of eight Dao Merging Divine Lords had been born.

Between the realms, it thus seemed cramped and barren beyond measure, utterly unable to meet the cultivation demands of Dao Merging Divine Lords.

The barren resources divided into nine portions would make Dao Merging cultivation exceedingly slow; it was quite possible that many Dao Merging Divine Lords would cultivate until death still at mid Dao Merging, unable to advance further—even with Qingmuxian Sect inheritances and outstanding personal talent, it would be the same.

Now, any cultivator with the slightest insight could see that war had become inevitable.

……

Now, the entire Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie, the Nine Spirits Realm, was already covered by Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong, without a single gap remaining.

This Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie now belonged entirely to the Immortal Sect.

Yet, in the starry sky beyond the Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie, gaze after gaze watched coldly, barely concealing their auras, openly staring at the most resplendent jewel of this realm.

And the Immortal Sect's three-hundred-million-strong citizen fleet did not dare step even one pace beyond the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie formation.

"Sigh!"

"These troubled times!"

Yuan sighed and said: "Eight Dao Merging Divine Lords—among them, Tianji has already recovered to peak condition, his Shen Hun Yin merged into the Heavenly Dao, possessing the trait of undying and indestructible; Brother Xuanwu, it seems, will recover in a few hundred more years."

"The Wuxingtian Sect great cultivator as well—a few hundred years."

"Roughly speaking, in three hundred years we must face the siege of three or more Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Merging Divine Lords; in a thousand years, we must face the siege of eight Badaxian Sect great cultivators."

"Given such circumstances, does anyone here feel fear?"

He asked those to his left and right.

"The Immortal Sect will not perish."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Because the Dao Merging Project had now entered its final stage.

With the joint efforts of trillions of cultivators across the three domains, the gathered wisdom of cultivators had formed a torrent, sweeping in all directions, lasting over a thousand years.

Within those thousand years, the Dao Merging structure of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace split-soul had been completely analyzed; even the advancement plan for the Central Array Spirit Computer was currently being designed.

Now, all that was needed was to quietly wait as time passed, accumulating spiritual energy and starlight, solidifying the foundation of Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong, and then take the ultimate leap.

……

Unknowingly, two hundred years later.

The many prying gazes outside the Nine Spirits Realm grew ever more blatant; some formations even began spreading into the coverage range of the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie formation, brazen and unashamed.

In the void, four Badaxian Sect great cultivators stood facing one another.

Each of them radiated terrifying auras, their might filling all directions; their divine souls were ethereal and traceless—they must have already branded their Shen Hun Yin into the Heavenly Dao, undying and indestructible.

The Brother Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace great cultivator, the Tianji Xiangong great cultivator, the Wuxingtian Sect great cultivator… these few had all taken longer to heal than the Immortal Sect had estimated.

However, upon seeing the fourth great cultivator, surely no one would be surprised.

The Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu great cultivator.

This girl of sixteen or seventeen had an ethereal and pure temperament, her youthful, lively aura fully restored—no longer looking like an old woman, no longer bearing any twilight air; she was brimming with vitality, young with infinitely beautiful prospects ahead, impossible to forget once seen.

"Fellow cultivators, what are your plans?"

The Tianji Xiangong great cultivator inquired.

"Attack."

"Annihilate the Dongji Demon Sect."

"If necessary, this mortal body of mine can burn through everything, until death stops it—there's no need to hold anything back."

The surrounding great cultivators said coldly, one after another.

"Good."

The great power of the Heavenly Mechanism Xiangong nodded.

The four rose together, no longer concealing anything, erupting with a stellar river-like resplendent pressure, joining forces to charge toward the Nine Spirit Realm of Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie.

The Immortal Rule Heavenly Dao Net, the Fate Rule Heavenly Dao Net, the Five Elements Rule Heavenly Dao Net, the Life Rule Heavenly Dao Net—one after another, star charts unfurled, shrouding everything.

Beneath this terrifying pressure, even the Star Demon Tree that possessed the entire Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie appeared tiny, like a pile of sand mounds on a beach—vast in size, yet fragile beyond compare.

The four Heavenly Dao Rule Nets pressed down to suppress. The immortal gate's warning formations shrieked wildly. Various chaotic military and grand formation patterns surfaced, yet they could not conceal their weakness—the two were simply not on the same level.

The nine great experts of the immortal gate stopped their research work.

"This day has finally arrived."

"How wonderful."

Yuan sighed, looking at the surrounding immortal gate cultivators: "Everyone, how are your preparations? Can the Central Array Spirit Computer now survive the dharma treasure heavenly tribulation?"

"It can."

"Completely can. In fact, it could have two hundred years ago, with an eighty percent chance."

Divine Mechanism True Lord said: "Now, however, it's somewhat rushed, the preparations insufficient—we can only attempt the tribulation in haste."

"Ah?!!"

"Rush the tribulation? How much confidence can there be?"

Ten Thousand Mechanism True Lord revealed a look of terror.

"Not much, not much."

"Truly not much."

Great Sun Canghai Tianjun interjected, his face showing a bitter, pained expression, sighing: "Only a ninety-nine point nine percent success rate. If we could be given another three hundred years, we should be able to add two more nines after the decimal."

"Right now, it's truly too rushed. I'm very afraid."

The nine exchanged glances.

Silence fell for a moment.

"Hahahahahaha…"