Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 489: 268, putting the cart before the horse! The inception of a bizarre game!_2

Even places visited by the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path” could potentially bear traces of the two.

In the Primordial Heavenly Realm, there were two Celestial Master True Immortals who achieved their status by following traces left by the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path.”

Naturally, one was the “Heavenly Fate Celestial True Immortal,” while the other, not daring to flaunt such a grand title and wishing to conceal his identity, called himself Daoist Bu Huo.

From this, it was clear that the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path” were undoubtedly powerful.

At this time, as Tan Shuchang began to glean some insights, the last vestiges of power from the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path,” integrated through the bizarre game world and a multitude of flesh and blood players, started to show signs of awakening.

However, since the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path” had already merged with Tan Shuchang, the revival of this portion of power was doomed to fail.

But though the revival of power failed, the purpose this portion of power sought to achieve was instantaneously realized.

Thus, in the river of Heavenly Numbers concealed the threads of fate, where the two aforementioned forces underwent a change.

Even Ancestor of the Dao Shi Xin, in order to achieve his goals, had to rely on the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path” fused with Tan Shuchang, and to drive the evolution of the final desolation in the Ten Desolation Realm was entirely accomplished by Tan Shuchang unwittingly fulfilling its needs. From this, one could see how truly unfathomable the hidden power of the “Numbers of Ghost Heaven Path” was.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this unique and exceptional strength that the Ghost Heaven Path could not, like other Ghost Heaven Paths, develop its own consciousness.

Just as powerful beings often have difficulty fostering their offspring.

This was a peculiar balance.

At this moment, Tan Shuchang suddenly felt something extraordinary; his consciousness seemed to have crossed a temporal Long River, as if passing through an ancient Reincarnation Lands. Then, as he steadied himself, he realized it was merely an illusion in his thoughts.

Because in truth, it was his True Body that had traversed.

Having already become a Heavenly Gang Orthodox True Immortal, Tan Shuchang could not help but feel shocked and disconcerted.

After all, this was an experience he had never had before.

At present, he found himself in a city clearly part of modern civilization. His attire hadn’t changed, and his twenty thousand years of cultivation remained. However, for some reason, his Heavenly Gang Righteous Law Fruits experienced some obstruction, making his “Holy Sect Demon Lord” title and eleven types of Immortal Techniques unresponsive.

And his Qi Fortune, which normally shone with a brilliant golden hue, had reverted to its former state – a thick, large white Qi Fortune pillar.

Like a Sky Pillar, the Qi Fortune pillar connected heaven and earth.

But this whiteness, with an almost bone-deep cheapness, constantly indicated that it was of the lowest order.

Tan Shuchang was somewhat accustomed to this, so it didn’t perturb him internally.

It was only the obstructed feeling of the Dao Fruits that made him uncomfortable.

After all, this was the biggest difference from the True Immortals of the Ten Desolation Realm.

The True Immortals of the Ten Desolation Realm, even those in the Dao Immortal realm equivalent to the Celestial True Immortals, represent only sheer power.

That is, the Mana required when mobilizing Divine Skills or using Immortal Treasures.

But this discomfort did not affect Tan Shuchang, for his True Immortal strength remained, and after releasing his Soul Power, he had a complete sensory understanding of his current location.

This was a world utterly devoid of Immortal Path powers.

As the fundamental Yuan Qi between heaven and earth was already exhausted, consequently, the various types of Yuan Qi needed by cultivators had dissipated as well.

Hence, here, cultivators were nothing but a legend.

Such a distinctive worldview immediately led Tan Shuchang to understand that this world was likely the “source” of the bizarre game world.

After all, the only reason he appeared here was because he was trying to find some clues within the bizarre game world.

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Who would have thought that instead of finding the clue he was seeking, he inadvertently triggered something that transported him to this place?

Tan Shuchang, garbed in a mysterious black robe, walked through the city. While he occasionally attracted some attention, it was mostly from women curious about his handsome features, so his sudden appearance did not cause much of a stir.

After taking a few steps, he nearly had all the information he needed.

Under his perception, various pieces of information were investigated and understood.

There were all sorts of strange rumors, but very few related clues, because the effects of those peculiar incidents had been artificially controlled and contained.

Consequently, Tan Shuchang found one of these odd rumors.

It was about a discarded, outdated gaming console.

This gaming machine had undergone a bizarre transformation, capable of directly transporting living people into some of its games. If a person died in the game, they would die in reality in the same manner.

Tan Shuchang picked up the old gaming console. The strange object remained inert, as it was suppressed by his ten thousand years of cultivation. Even a Ghost Path True Immortal would feel uneasy and dare not make a move against such pressure.

Unfortunately, Tan Shuchang was unable to discover anything from the old game console, but it didn’t matter. There were many more objects like this.

Therefore, Tan Shuchang spent half a day collecting all the peculiar objects in this world.

Since even if these objects were left in the deep mountains and forests, they would continue to affect the surrounding area, Tan Shuchang deliberately created a small space and threw these peculiar objects into it.

Just as Tan Shuchang completed this task, that sense of awareness, as if traversing a long river of time or passing through an ancient land of reincarnation, reemerged.

When that feeling subsided, Tan Shuchang found himself in a different world.

This world was very similar to the previous one, where the primordial Qi had already been depleted, but the difference was that this world had something called a “strange game” that continuously invited living people from a mysterious space to become its players.

Tan Shuchang couldn’t help feeling a slight sense of peculiarity.

For he had a suspicion that these events were somehow related to him.

Soon, Tan Shuchang found this strange game and confirmed the small space he had created. This space, by now, had been turned by the strange objects into a peculiar, strange space.

Consequently, Tan Shuchang sealed this small space.

However, due to the sealing of the space, living people invited to be players could no longer return, so Tan Shuchang had no choice but to reopen the small space, setting conditions for entry.

At the same time, he added a way to leave the strange game, and decreed that living people invited to be players in the strange game must first undergo a “special training” within this strange space to ensure they possess the basic skills necessary for survival.

Right after Tan Shuchang did this, that sensation reappeared once more, both like crossing the long river of time and passing through the ancient cycle of reincarnation.

This time, Tan Shuchang found he was no longer in that world where the primordial Qi was exhausted.

He had arrived at a world where the Qi of heaven and earth was still abundant.

The environment around him gave him a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness.

He was now on a mountain where a continuous chilling wind blew—a spot undoubtedly befitting the description of barren hills and treacherous waters, much like Black Heart Mountain.

But this mountain was noticeably different from Black Heart Mountain, for there was no master here.

Only a Great Ghost leading a group of lesser ghosts.

Suddenly, one of the lesser ghosts being led by the Great Ghost turned its head to look at Tan Shuchang.

The lesser ghost bore a seven to eight-tenths resemblance to Tan Shuchang!

“Could it be that this is my father in his youth?” Tan Shuchang couldn’t help but think, for the only one who could resemble him by that much would have to be Tan Xiang.

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