Chapter 978: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 978 — Showdown Part Three

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

In the depths of the starry sky, a vast torrent stretching tens of millions of li surged toward the Tianyuan Realm.

Within the torrent, giant dragons of varied forms.

Some giant dragons were entirely crimson, their scale armor burning like raging flames; with each breath they spewed fire across the sky, and wherever they passed, the void was scorched and twisted.

Some giant dragons were covered in azure scales, their bodies slender and agile; with each breath they released vast water mist, and the water spiritual energy of planets along the way was forcibly stripped away, converging into the mist.

Some giant dragons were covered in dark scales, their bodies colossal enough to blot out the sky; every swing of their tails stirred up bursts of spatial turbulence.

Still other giant dragons were entirely translucent white, their scales glowing, bearing an inviolable majesty and sanctity.

Each of these giant dragons possessed over a thousand years of cultivation; among them were existences of several thousand or even tens of thousands of years, which, converted to human cultivators, meant the Nascent Soul stage and Spirit Transformation stage.

Their dragon auras intertwined, appearing quite dense, crushing toward the Tianyuan Realm.

Even with the earth qi barrier blocking them, the vast dragon aura still pierced through the barrier, seeping into the interior of the Tianyuan Realm, causing the speed of water spiritual energy loss to increase dramatically.

The cultivators already trapped in a desperate situation, encountering this sudden change, instantly found themselves in even direr straits.

Especially water spiritual root cultivators, who suffered the greatest impact.

Those low-realm water spiritual root cultivators, with their inherently meager cultivation, could not withstand the shock of rapidly vanishing water spiritual energy; their meridians instantly burst, and they plummeted from the high sky one after another.

Even Nascent Soul stage water spiritual root cultivators all turned deathly pale, their magic power in chaos; not only did their cultivation drop sharply, but the spells they could originally cast were now difficult to perform.

As for Spirit Transformation stage water spiritual root cultivators, though they could steady themselves, they still felt waves of heart-palpitating dread; the water law power and dao rhyme within their bodies rapidly drained, and their strength was greatly reduced.

"My water spiritual root, it's actually gone!"

A Nascent Soul stage cultivator roared, trying to retain the water spiritual energy within his body, but no matter how he struggled, the water spiritual energy still receded like a tide; in the end his whole body withered into a skeleton, absorbed by the dragon pearl in Lu Chen Yuan's palm.

Immortal Maiden Qing Yue was herself a water spiritual root; though she possessed Spirit Transformation cultivation, she now sensed the crisis — the water law power and dao rhyme within her rapidly draining, the Moon God deity growing increasingly illusory, the Moon Soul Sword's light dimming further — and she immediately frowned: "No, if this continues, all water spiritual root cultivators will perish.

Our resistance will lose all meaning!"

Xuan Yan was fine; the approach of the Hundred Dragons Patrol did not affect him too greatly.

However, his own magic power, law power, and dao rhyme were still being extracted by Lu Chen Yuan.

Now water spiritual energy vanished, earth spiritual energy permeated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was thoroughly in chaos.

Everyone's situation had already reached a dead end.

But unexpectedly, just as everyone neared despair, a vast Xuan Water power suddenly erupted from the depths of the Tianyuan Realm; water vapor shot straight into the clouds, instantly shattering the powerful restriction Lu Chen Yuan had laid down.

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a figure rising into the air uncontrollably.

If Xu Zhangqing were still here, he would surely recognize him at a glance.

This person was none other than... Zhao Ziyue, who had disappeared for a long time.

It turned out that when he was fishing previously, he accidentally fell into the Ninth Entrance of the Yin River, and by a stroke of fortune, unlocked the final shackle.

The current Zhao Ziyue not only emanated surging Xuan Water power, but also exuded a thick Mirage Dragon aura.

At his kidneys, a dragon pearl parasitizing there flickered with faint light.

The dragon aura it emitted was in no way inferior to those giant dragons outside.

In fact, the Mirage Dragon's pearl was also one of the things attracting the Hundred Dragons Patrol.

The Mirage Dragon Pearl's light grew ever brighter, and with a crisp "crack," the Ninth Entrance Yin River's shackle shattered completely; immediately after, a chain reaction erupted, and at Yin River entrances throughout the Tianyuan Realm, streams of Xuan Water gushed forth from within the Yin River.

In the Yaoguang Sea, a hundred-zhang giant vortex emerged; Xuan Water surged from the vortex center, converging with the Xuan Waters from all places, ultimately forming a vast long river.

The Xuan Water, vanished for ten thousand years, now reappeared in the world!

The Xuan River's water contained vast water spiritual energy, forming a stark contrast with the filthy earth qi above the Tianyuan Realm; they neutralized each other with a "hiss," and even the Tu Soil God's body trembled slightly.

And not only that; countless water spiritual root cultivators, like fish out of water suddenly bathed in sweet rain, revived at once.

The powerful Xuan Water not only pulled at the Tianyuan Realm's water spiritual energy, but also contended against the torrent brought by the Hundred Dragons Patrol outside.

However, Zhao Ziyue, because of the Mirage Dragon Pearl, was drawn by the Hundred Dragons Patrol and flew uncontrollably toward the Outer Realm.

Led by him, the Xuan Water power transformed into endless raging waves; wherever they passed, they not only struck the Tu Soil God's ten-thousand-zhang body, but also shattered the barrier of filthy earth qi with Xuan Water power.

"Insolence!"

Seeing this, Lu Chen Yuan's face instantly turned iron-green, and he shouted fiercely: "A mere junior dares to ruin this seat's plans!"

He controlled the Tu Soil God, extending a giant palm to strike at Zhao Ziyue.

The filthy earth power contained in the palm transformed into countless mountains, attempting to crush the other party.

But unexpectedly, surging Xuan Water surged up, transforming into a thousand-zhang raging wave.

Within it countless Black Water Xuan Snakes swam; they were formed from the source of Xuan Water and were incomparably venomous; the moment they coiled around the Tu Soil God's palm, they began corroding its body.

At this moment, a cold female voice suddenly came from within the Xuan River: "Lu Chen Yuan!"

Everyone looked toward the voice and saw a strange figure slowly emerge above the Xuan River.

The figure's upper half was a woman clad in a bright red wedding dress, her face indistinct but her skin fair; her lower half was a pitch-black centipede body, a hundred feet gleaming with cold light, each foot covered in backward-facing barbs.

Lu Chen Yuan exclaimed in surprise: "Wu Sheng Chong Mu?!"

Wu Sheng Chong Mu, also known as Bai Zu Niang Niang.

In her arms, she held a woman's corpse, pale-faced and breathless.

This person was precisely Bei Qingtang, who had been missing for a long time.

She had exhausted her last vitality, finally fulfilling the obsession in her heart.

What a pity she would never again see the splendor of the Xuan River reappearing in the world.

Lu Chen Yuan looked at Wu Sheng Chong Mu, a flash of shock and ruthlessness crossing his eyes, then he laughed loudly: "Wu Sheng Chong Mu, hidden for ten thousand years, you finally deign to show yourself."

The Wu Sheng Chong Mu's voice held not a shred of emotion: "Lu Chen Yuan, you guided the Longhu Immortal Sect to divide the Yaoguang Sea into the Yaoguang Nine Domains, nearly causing the Xuan River to dry up forever.

Yet you didn't expect the Heavenly Dao's cycle — all things have cause and effect, right!"

A ruthless glint flashed through Lu Chen Yuan's eyes; he gritted his teeth and said: "Indeed unexpected — this seat's schemes of several thousand years, actually broken by two Pi Fu."

The Xiuxian Zhe below watched the scene before them, each and every one speechless.

Xuan Yan, Immortal Maiden Qing Yue, and the others — their eyes were full of bewilderment and doubt.

No one expected that in this desperate situation, the Wu Sheng Chong Mu would suddenly appear, and moreover confront Lu Chen Yuan.

"Wu Sheng Chong Mu?"

"Who is the corpse in its embrace?"

"The Wu Sheng Chong Mu confronting Lu Chen Yuan — do we have a sliver of survival chance?"

Discussion voices rose again; only this time, people's eyes no longer held despair, but added a thread of shocked suspicion, and also a thread of faint hope!