Chapter 558: Myriad Source Mother Essence

With the fall of the War Corpse King, the air of Tianji Shengyu seemed to be filled with an indescribable tranquility.

However, this tranquility did not last long, for immediately afterward, mysterious ancient steles sprang up from the ground everywhere, standing like guardians in every corner of Tianji Shengyu.

These steles were not ordinary objects; at their locations, mysterious seven-colored crystals actually condensed.

These crystals emitted dazzling light; even the brightest stars in the sky, their light pushed back the power of Tianji Shengyu's laws somewhat.

The power contained within the crystals left all cultivators shocked.

Upon seeing these seven-colored crystals, some cultivators were greatly startled and recognized them as the legendary Myriad Source Mother Essence.

Myriad Source Mother Essence is the essence condensed when heaven and earth first opened; it is said that refining it allows even a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Spirit Realm to undergo an ultimate transformation directly.

By comprehending one's own Dao in the heart, the Yuanshen elevates to become a Divine Fetus, and then one steps into the longed-for Myriad Laws Realm.

Such a legendary supreme treasure was exceedingly rare even in ancient times; to this day, it has become a thing of legend, with only a handful existing in the world.

This is also the main reason why the number of cultivators in the Myriad Laws Realm is extremely low in the present age.

The appearance of the Myriad Source Mother Essence caused the entirety of Tianji Shengyu to boil over instantly.

Countless cultivators began frantically seizing them, as major powers clashed repeatedly, and fierce battles erupted in every corner of Tianji Shengyu.

At one stele, a cultivator wearing a green robe flashed a greedy light in his eyes; the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, pointing straight at the seven-colored crystal ahead.

However, at the moment just before touching the crystal, a fiery red figure flashed forth and struck out with a palm, sending the flying sword flying.

The owner of that fiery red figure was a female cultivator, who coldly stared at the green-robed cultivator, her eyes full of killing intent.

"This Myriad Source Mother Essence was first discovered by the Flame Cloud Sect; you, Green Pine Sect, dare not lay a hand on it!" the female cultivator's voice was icy, like a winter wind.

The green-robed cultivator snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Such a treasure naturally goes to the destined; what is there about first come, first served?"

Before his words even finished, the two clashed again, sword qi and fire intertwining in the air, producing a deafening explosion.

The surrounding cultivators were also drawn to this fight, joining the fray en masse; in a moment, the area around the stele became a battlefield for cultivators.

At another stele, two elders faced off, each being an elder of a major power, their cultivation levels unfathomable.

Both of their eyes flickered with desire for the Myriad Source Mother Essence, yet at the same time they held wariness toward each other.

"Old man, I advise you to retreat; this Myriad Source Mother Essence is not something we can easily lay hands on," said one of the elders, his voice carrying a hint of warning.

The other elder snorted coldly and replied, "If that's the case, then let's see the real skill beneath our hands!"

Their magical power was immense; each collision made the surrounding space tremble, and even some lower-level cultivators were caught in the aftermath of the battle, screaming as they fell.

In this struggle for the Myriad Source Mother Essence, cultivators spared no cost.

Friendship, sect bonds, and even life were cast aside.

Some cultivators fell in the fight, some broke through during the fight, but many more lost their direction in this chaos, swallowed by greed and desire.

This struggle in Tianji Shengyu was not merely a pursuit of power, but also a test of the cultivators' hearts and morals; they gradually began to lose themselves in the depths of power.

Boom—

In the sky, clouds roiled and thunder rumbled, as if heaven itself were cheering on this great battle.

In the air, several cultivators stood on flying swords, wearing Dharma robes, their magical treasures shining brightly.

They came from different sects: some were elites of the Sword Sect, some were experts of the Art, and some were strong practitioners of the Demonic Path.

Their magical treasures each had distinct characteristics: some howled like a dragon's roar, some rang clear like a phoenix's cry, and some shook like a tiger's roar.

A Sword Sect cultivator waved his green-edged sword; sword qi turned into azure whirlwinds that shot straight to the heavens, colliding with the black demonic flame of a Demonic Path cultivator and erupting in an earth-shaking roar.

The expert of the Art Sect sat cross-legged upon a gigantic Lotus Treasure Seat, murmuring incantations; a golden Grand Deceptive Formation emanated from him, forming protective shields that resisted attacks from all directions.

On the ground, dust flew and the earth shook, as if the land itself trembled for the battle.

The cultivators of the major powers laid down layered formations around the steles, trying to prevent opponents from approaching the Myriad Source Mother Essence.

Within the formations, fire shot to the heavens, lightning flashed and thunder roared, frost covered everything, and the power of the elements was exerted to the utmost.

A cultivator clad in a yellow-brown Dao robe formed seals with both hands, summoning huge earth-elemental giants that swung stone-formed fists, clashing head-on with the enemies' magical treasures.

Meanwhile, a water-system cultivator summoned towering waves, attempting to drown the enemy's lines.

A fire-system cultivator released raging flames, turning everything around into ash.

Various spells and Divine Abilities emerged endlessly; cultivators cast ancient talismans, the runes on the paper flashing with mysterious light, releasing great power.

Furthermore, some cultivators used their internal spiritual energy to summon various divine beasts—such as Qilin, Phoenix, and Azure Dragon—which roared on the battlefield, opposing the enemies' Divine Abilities.

One cultivator executed the Heavenly Thunder Guide, summoning heavenly thunderbolts that fell like heavenly punishment from the sky, striking the opponent directly.

One cultivator wielded the Breaking Heaven Hammer; each swing could shatter void, sending the enemy's magical treasures flying; the battle was extraordinarily brutal, with cultivators falling every second.

Blood dyed the ground red, resentful energy surged skyward, forming clouds of blood-red mist; when a magical treasure struck, the body instantly turned to powder, the soul was directly extracted, never to be reborn.

A young cultivator lost both arms in the battle, yet he remained unyielding, forming seals with his feet to release his final technique, perishing together with the enemy.

Boom—

The Sword Sect's sword formation was like a net of swords, trapping the enemy within, leaving no escape.

The Art Sect provided strong protection for its own cultivators, while also purifying the resentful energy on the battlefield.

The Demonic Path cultivators unleashed various vicious techniques, leaving the enemy unable to defend against them.

At one stele, Sword Sect and Demonic Path cultivators engaged in a fierce duel.

The Sword Sect's sword formation and the Demonic Path's demonic formation collided, producing a deafening roar.

Sword Sect cultivators held long swords, their sword qi crisscrossing, while Demonic Path cultivators released various demons that howled, engaging in fierce combat with the Sword Sect cultivators.

This battle lasted days and nights, the land of Tianji Shengyu covered in war-fire, the sky shrouded in resentful energy.

The cultivators of the major powers suffered heavy losses in this battle, yet for the Myriad Source Mother Essence they still refused to retreat.

At this moment, amidst the chaos in Tianji Shengyu, the struggles of the major powers intensified further, and the appearance of the Myriad Source Mother Essence made all cultivators' eyes turn red.

Just then, disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect—including the Tiger King, Golden Peng King, Great Sage Monkey King and other strong ones—as well as the abbot of Xiguangsi and Daoist Qingxu, prepared to join the melee, vying for the crystals emitting seven-colored light.

However, at the very moment they were about to act, Longling's voice stopped their impulse.

"Everyone, wait!" Longling's voice was steady and powerful, his figure appearing especially calm and resolute amidst the chaotic battlefield.

The Tiger King stopped his steps, turned his head to look at Longling, a flicker of doubt in his eyes: "Demon Master, why are you stopping us? The Myriad Source Mother Essence is a supreme treasure; how can we just stand by and do nothing?"

Longling's gaze swept over every strong person present, his voice carrying an unfathomable depth.

"Everyone, don't you see the essence of this battle?"

The cultivators of the Tianji Shengyu slaughtered each other, not dying at the enemy's hands but by their own, which is truly regrettable.

But for Earth cultivators, it brings boundless benefits.

The Great Sage Monkey King, a gleam of understanding flashing in his eyes, seemed to grasp Longling's meaning: "Demon Master, you mean……"

Longling nodded and continued: "Exactly, the more the Huanyu cultivators consume, the fewer the enemies, the greater the guarantee for our Earth cultivators' future great war."

This battle precisely solves the drawback of us being unable to directly act against the Huanyu cultivators.

The abbot of Xiguangsi, his face compassionate, palms together, softly intoned a Buddhist mantra: "Amitabha, Demon Master, your words are quite right; although this battle is cruel, it is also heavenly will."

If we forcibly intervene, we would likely destroy this natural boon for Earth.

Daoist Qingxu, hearing this, stroked his beard, nodded in agreement: "Demon Master makes sense; Earth cultivators should preserve their strength, then at the critical moment deliver a lethal blow to the enemy."

The Tiger King and the Golden Peng King exchanged a glance; although unwilling, they also understood that the Demon Master's words held deeper strategic considerations.

They slowly withdrew the power about to erupt, watching and waiting.

Longling looked at his gradually calming fellow disciples and continued: "Our goal is to protect Earth, not immediate petty gains."

The Myriad Source Mother Essence may be good, but compared to Earth's safety, it is mere clouds.

The Great Sage Monkey King nodded, wisdom flashing in his eyes: "You're right; we should pay more attention to the big picture."

Let this battle develop naturally; Earth cultivators should maintain their strength and wait for the best opportunity.

Thus, under Longling's restraint and persuasion, the disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect did not join this melee.

They chose to stand aside and watch, while secretly observing the Huanyu cultivators' battles, seeking possible weaknesses and opportunities.

As the battle continued, countless cultivators of the Tianji Shengyu fell dead or wounded, while the disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect secretly accumulated strength, awaiting the optimal moment.

Longling and the other disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect saw through the battle's smoke, glimpsing a farther future.

Only by keeping a clear mind and sufficient strength can they secure a place for Earth in this cosmic grand chessboard.

Longling's gaze pierced the battle's chaos, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

He turned to the newly arrived Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao, smiled faintly, and said: "Since it is a treasure, we naturally cannot stand idly by; my saying we will not act does not mean we are taking no action."

Hu Xiaocao nodded, a hint of cunning in his eyes, and whispered: "Demon Master, everything is ready."

This is Earth's newly developed mother ship, containing the Way of Space, equipped with cultivation mecha forged by the Xia, capable of matching the strength of Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators.

Longling nodded, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes: "These cultivation mecha appear and disappear mysteriously; once in hand, they can use the Spatial Formation to vanish into the void and infiltrate the Tianji Mountain Range, Earth's base."

Such action avoids direct conflict while securing the greatest benefits for Earth cultivators.

With a flick of Hu Xiaocao's finger seal, the sky suddenly split open, a colossal mother ship slowly sailing out.

This mother ship is pitch-black all over, its surface flowing with faint blue light, seeming to merge with the surrounding space; its shape is both that of a massive warship and a moving fortress, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

"This mother ship is a masterpiece of Earth's technology combined with cultivation," Hu Xiaocao proudly introduced, "It can not only shuttle through space but also carry a large number of cultivation mecha for rapid deployment."

As Hu Xiaocao's words fell, the mother ship's deck suddenly opened hatch after hatch, and cultivation mecha flew out one by one.

These mecha varied in form—some like fierce tigers, some like mighty eagles, some like flood dragons.

Their surfaces were covered with a faint energy shield, their eyes flashing red light, appearing both mysterious and powerful.

"These cultivation mecha are jointly developed by Earth's top cultivators and scientists," Hu Xiaocao continued, "They possess formidable attack power, extremely high mobility and stealth, and in this battle they will be our secret weapon."

Longling looked at these cultivation mecha, a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "Good, Hu Xiaocao, you will command these mecha; you must act cautiously, the target is the Myriad Source Mother Essence, but more importantly, we must not reveal the strength of Earth cultivators."

Hu Xiaocao nodded, his figure suddenly vanished on the spot, and the next moment he had already appeared inside the cockpit of a mecha. He

His hands flew over the control panel, the mecha's eyes flashed red, and it silently vanished into the air.

The other cultivator mechas also started up one after another, they arranged themselves into a battle formation in the air, and then disappeared one by one into space.

They used a spatial formation to escape into the void, silently approaching the Tianji Mountains, the Earth base.

On the battlefield of the Tianji Shengyu, the cultivators of the major factions were still fiercely fighting, and they had not noticed that a group of mysterious cultivator mechas had silently approached their battlefield.

These mechas, like ghosts, shuttled across the battlefield, seeking opportunities.

Whenever a cultivator fell in battle, or the Wan Yuan Mother Essence was seized, these mechas would suddenly appear, with the speed of thunder before one could cover their ears, scoop up the Wan Yuan Mother Essence, and then vanish again.

Their actions were swift and decisive, and hardly anyone could catch their trail.

As time passed, more and more Wan Yuan Mother Essence was seized by these mysterious cultivator mechas.

Yet the cultivators of the major factions, unbeknownst to them, had become pawns of the Earth cultivators.

They fought each other to the death over the Wan Yuan Mother Essence, unaware that the true mantis was lurking behind.