The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

F{h*F5#+LjChapter 817: As Long as the Blood River Flows, the Crimson Blood Shall Never Die.

The Witch God Sect invoked the Heavens and Earth with sacrificial methods and was favored by the Will of the Heaven and Earth. In return, they were bestowed with True Immortal Dao Fruit.

However, just as their grand achievement was within reach, the Scarlet Tiger King, a Supreme Strong of the Demon Race, descended alongside two other Supreme Strong from the Demon Race, obstructing the Witch God Sect from attaining enlightenment.

Furthermore, because the Witch God Sect’s sacrificial method was relatively simple compared to other enlightenment methods, the Scarlet Tiger King saw how this way of enlightenment could endanger the Demon Race. Thus, he rose with the intent to eradicate the Witch God Sect and erase the method of becoming a Dao-Certifying True Immortal.

Yet, this move further enraged the Witch God Sect, which harbored deep-seated hatred for the Demon Race, leading both sides to unleash a world-shocking great war, deploying their various methods.

Even though the Witch God Sect had already dispatched their Supreme Strongs to accompany the Xuantian Sect to the Demon Race, to prevent the Demon Race Supreme Strongs from attaining enlightenment, these three Demon Race Supreme Strongs could not pose any threat to the Witch God Sect within a short frame of time.

“Be it as it may, one’s fate is in one’s own hands. It is not appropriate for me to intervene at this moment,” thought Pei Xuanjing, his eyes shimmering with divine light.

At the moment, Pei Xuanjing’s Divine Kingdom was still undergoing transformation and it wasn’t the right time for him to take action. Although he could intervene if he truly wished to, it would mean delaying or even compromising the transformation of his Divine Kingdom, something Pei Xuanjing was unwilling to see happen.

As a fellow member of the human race, if other human race Supreme Strongs needed assistance, Pei Xuanjing would naturally not hesitate to lend a hand if he could. But the Witch God Sect was not at a disadvantage, so there was no need for Pei Xuanjing to interrupt his own cultivation for this endeavor.

Neither the three Supreme Strongs of the Demon Race that had appeared nor the Witch God Sect were weak. In fact, the Scarlet Tiger King of the Demon Race was even stronger than the Wolf King Cang Lang, whom Pei Xuanjing had just slain.

After all, even though the Lion Emperor was extremely wary of Pei Xuanjing, he still saw Pei Xuanjing as a lone figure and definitely not on par with the Supreme Strongs from other top forces who had many of their peers to guard their path to enlightenment. Therefore, dispatching three Supreme Strongs should have been sufficient, even if they couldn’t take down Pei Xuanjing, they could still thwart his enlightenment.

For the Lion Emperor, as long as he ascended successfully this time, and Pei Xuanjing failed to seize this opportunity for ascension, then Pei Xuanjing wouldn’t pose any hindrance to him in the future, even if he survived.

But even the Lion Emperor couldn’t have anticipated that attaining the Dao-Certifying True Immortal status for Pei Xuanjing was a natural course of affairs, and that the three great Demon Race powerhouses he had sent would be so effortlessly slain by Pei Xuanjing.

“I’m very curious, over these myriad years, just how many trump cards the Witch God Sect has accumulated,” murmured Pei Xuanjing.@@novelbin@@

The methods of the Witch God Sect were anything but common. No one knew exactly what they had gone through or accumulated over the countless years. However, Pei Xuanjing was aware from the moment the Witch God Sect Leader faced many powerhouses with a cold and defiant attitude at the Shenxiao Debate Conference that the Witch God Sect was not to be underestimated.

“Church Master!” Wu Shijiu’s eyes also displayed a complex expression.

Having grown and risen within the Witch God Sect and reaching the Eight-Layer Spirit Realm, he had thought that, aside from some Supreme Strongs, the Witch God Sect held no secrets from him.

But now, Wu Fa suddenly found that the Witch God Sect was extremely unfamiliar, as if he, living there for countless times, had never truly lifted the veil of mystery surrounding it.

“Do you need I to transport you over?” Pei Xuanjing’s voice echoed in Wu Shijiu’s ears.

Although his own Divine Kingdom was still in transformation and temporarily unable to take action, it didn’t prevent Pei Xuanjing from sending Wu Shijiu there.

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“No need!” Wu Shijiu’s eyes shimmered with a divine light before he shook his head and said, “That place does not require my intervention.”

He could see that at this moment, the struggle between the Witch God Sect and the three Supreme Strong ones of the Demon Race was not falling into a disadvantage. Moreover, he did not believe that even if the Witch God Sect were really at a disadvantage, his own intervention would be of any use, and at that time, Pei Xuanjing would certainly not stand by idly.

What’s more, thinking about the years of meticulous planning by the Witch God Sect, if it were to be so easily destroyed by the three Supreme Strong ones of the Demon Race, Wu Shijiu would consider it a joke.

The Witch God Sect Leader must still have a trump card, Wu Shijiu was convinced of this without a doubt.

“Hehe, since that’s the case, it wouldn’t hurt to watch the spectacle of various parties striving for enlightenment; it will be of no small benefit to all of you,” Pei Xuanjing said with a smile.

At this moment, while he was undergoing a transformation within the Divine Domain of the Divine Kingdom and could not leave, it did not mean that Pei Xuanjing lacked the spare capacity to pay attention to the various situations.

He gently stretched out his hand, and the Taixu Mirror, a top-tier Divine Weapon treasure, appeared in Pei Xuanjing’s hand. This treasure, originally refined by the Taixu Venerable of the Taixu Sect at a great cost, had fully come under Pei Xuanjing’s control after the Taixu Venerable was thoroughly refined by him.

Of course, for Pei Xuanjing, although the Taixu Mirror was extraordinary, most of the time it was only used when he split his avatars to traverse heaven and earth. To his true self, whether it was the Six-Color Sword, the Three Treasures and Ruyi or even the combat power brought by his own body, all were superior to this Taixu Mirror.

However, the Taixu Mirror was not completely without merit; at least its special property to illuminate the myriad worlds with its divine light and observe the eight directions with divine abilities was unmatched by other Divine Weapon treasures.

With Pei Xuanjing’s current power, although he could not use the Taixu Mirror to peer into heaven and earth, the grand scene of the Dao-Certifying True Immortals was easily observable through it.

Splash!

When Pei Xuanjing’s Immortal Qi was poured into the Taixu Mirror, the originally simple and unremarkable mirror immediately burst forth with dazzling divine light that shone throughout heaven and earth, as if encompassing the universe in all directions.

Immortal Qi, a symbol of the strong within the domain of the Immortal Path, is a kind of transformation of Primordial Qi, a high-quality manifestation.

The activation of Immortal Qi, even a trace for a top-tier Divine Weapon treasure like the Taixu Mirror, could exert terrifying power.

At this moment, with Immortal Qi activated, scenes of various powerhouses striving for enlightenment between heaven and earth were all captured within it, but what drew Pei Xuanjing’s attention the most was a surge of blood color. He simply flicked his finger, projecting this blood-colored scene.

“Sea of Blood rises and falls, refining heaven and earth, I am the Ancestor of Blood, the Blood Path is undying, and so am I immortal,” a thunderous shout resonated from within the Blood-colored Long River, which rolled in the sky. Each blood-colored stream inhaled the essence of heaven and earth, merging it into the Blood-colored Long River.

Within this Blood-colored Long River, countless figures flickered uncertainly. At the very center stood a muscular figure, chiseled as if by ax and chisel, like a demon god in the world, standing in the middle of the Blood River, his edge unstoppable by anyone.

This was the Blood Fiend Ancestor, a giant of the Demonic Way, certifying his True Immortal Realm with the River of Blood. As long as the river does not run dry, the Blood Fiend is immortal.

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