harleyscars Chapter 319 Secret Schemes, Microspores
Chapter 319 Secret Schemes, Microspores
Chapter 319 Secret Schemes, Microspores
"Nineteen—I've done what I promised you; it's your turn to keep your promise."
The gloomy man stroked his mustache and said calmly.
In front of him, a worm with a black fruiting body on its head stiffly turned its head to face him.
The black mushroom atop the giant insect's head then spoke: "Thirty-two."
"After all, that's a planet where a Dao lineage resides; I must make sure that 'Jili' or his avatar isn't there."
"Or you can wait until the plan succeeds, and I have the entire galaxy under my control. At that time, the person you want will naturally not be able to escape my grasp."
Upon hearing what the mushroom said, the man with the mustache known as "Thirty-Two" scoffed, "By then? It'll be too late then."
"Are you saying you want to break the contract?"
The mushroom shook itself: "No, no, no, hehehe, don't rush, hasn't it already started?"
"Our infiltration plan has both overt and covert aspects. The person you want to control, I'll categorize them under the covert part of the plan."
As the two conversed, thousands of images were reflected in the surrounding mirrors, which rippled like water.
At the same time, a new wave of fierce attacks by Void Cultists suddenly erupted in thousands of star systems across the Milky Way: "Heave-ho! Great Void Will, descend upon me quickly!"
On a celestial ship, a passenger who looked ordinary suddenly widened his eyes and his face turned crazed.
He began to emit a fierce aura of emptiness, startling the other passengers around him into a panic.
However, just before he could draw in more void power, a flying sword suddenly slashed across, directly annihilating his body, golden core, and soul.
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"You bunch of vermin! Disgusting things! You all deserve to die!"
On a habitable planet, in a bustling city, a madman suddenly runs into the street and attacks others indiscriminately, gradually emanating a fierce aura of emptiness.
Buildings shook and even collapsed, and many civilians with cultivation levels of only Foundation Establishment and Golden Core suffered heavy casualties.
However, this thug's cultivation level was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and even with the enhancement of the power of the void, his strength was only close to the fifth rank.
A Void Realm cultivator passing by on the street casually threw out a small mountain that suppressed him.
"Hahahaha—"
In a teaching building at Linfeng Vocational College in XX Star District, a quiet and reserved female student suddenly stood up and burst into maniacal laughter during class, before exploding into tears.
The accident resulted in damage to the interior of a classroom and parts of the corridor, the deaths of several students, and injuries to dozens of others.
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Such events occur daily on various planets of the Immortal Alliance.
Sporadic attacks by Void Cultists below the fifth rank are generally considered to be spontaneous actions by the cult members.
"Only those who reach the fifth rank can be absorbed into the Void Cult and become Void Walkers." When the Void Cult plans an attack, it often uses the numerical advantage of its followers below the fifth rank to create a disturbance, and then sends out Void Walkers, or even Void Saints and Void Evil Immortals, to carry out the real mission.
Sporadic, small-scale attacks can be easily suppressed from within the planet itself, and the Void Cult wouldn't do something so pointless.
Therefore, it is usually considered a spontaneous attack by fanatics.
In a single day, nearly ten thousand incidents could occur across the 600 billion colonized planets in the entire Milky Way!
These 1000 events were neither particularly noticeable nor special.
However—what would be specifically revealed to the two Void Cult protectors be an ordinary spontaneous attack?
The thirty-second protector of the Void Sect and the new nineteenth protector both stared at one particular scene: the crew members unloading cargo on a celestial ship in the planet where the Extreme Power Dao Vein was located.
The Golden Core stage crew member walked down the street with his eyes lowered. This was the area where the crew members could relax and rest when the cargo ships docked.
Because the Jili Dao Mai has strengthened its security in its home star system, the area that was originally freely accessible is now tightly sealed off by the immortal array. Not to mention petty theft, even if a dozen or so True Immortals broke in and tried to forcibly break through the barrier, it would be impossible!
However, when the crew member reached the boundary, he looked at the array barrier that seemed to extend infinitely in all directions, his gaze dark and unfathomable.
"Is that enough?" the Thirty-Two Protectors asked softly.
"Of course." The nineteenth guardian mushroom flicked its shell and made a sound: "Although it's less efficient to spread spores through self-destruction or attacks, this is still a heavily guarded place."
"It's better to be slower than to make a mistake, and even worse, to avoid being exposed!"
The thirty-two guardians snorted coldly, recalling the events of the past: "Ye-Yang—"
He narrowed his eyes. This callow young cultivator had already begun his scheme more than a hundred years ago.
The sacred pearls of the Void Cult are extremely useful treasures for the Dharma Protectors; they are supreme treasures of the laws condensed from the transformation of the normal universe's spacetime by the Void!
However, since each of the sacred beads has the same effect and only one is produced approximately every ten thousand years, almost every guardian has one, so they are not considered precious to people of their level.
But for the temple elders, the significance of the sacred pearl is self-evident; it is the key to becoming a protector!
This thirty-two protectors only had three extra sacred beads, which they generally wouldn't easily bestow upon their subordinates.
But for Ye Yang, who possessed the potential of a saint, he didn't hesitate to invest a seed! Because to reap a harvest, one must first sow the seeds, and Ye Yang's talent was worthy of such an investment.
After all, what is the Immortal Alliance's Dao of the Void?
With that kid's talent, he'll be unable to resist the sight of the Holy Pearl and will definitely be captivated by it!
Because—back then, this kid was merely a Nascent Soul cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining!
How could a Nascent Soul cultivator possess a Dao Heart comparable to that of a Dao Lord?
Therefore, there is absolutely no way to escape the distortion of will by the Holy Bead!
However, what happened next was somewhat unexpected. But the Thirty-Two Protectors always felt that the boy was just too scared and didn't want to be discovered by the Immortal Alliance, nor did he want to have anything to do with the Void Sect.
He only wanted to make a fortune in silence and studied the Sacred Pearl alone—but things were not that simple. The more he studied the Sacred Pearl, the closer he got to the Great Dao of the Void, and the more he felt out of place among ordinary humans.
Ye Yang will eventually take the initiative to seek out the Void Cult.
However, this idea was ultimately proven to be wrong.
The most important pawn in the hands of the Thirty-Two Guardians, the hidden hand planted beside Lord Huatu, Lord Huatu's youngest daughter Lin Queling, was thus lost.
Any cultivator in the Immortal Alliance who wishes to ascend to immortality must register and apply, and be verified as not being a follower of the Void before they can be approved.
Below the True Immortal level, all those about to enter the Star Official ranks must undergo an even more rigorous review process!
Therefore, in the hundreds of thousands of years since the Star River Array was built, the Void Sect has never been able to plant any high-ranking spies. Spies like Lin Queling, who could frequently contact a Star Lord to gather intelligence, were considered to be in the highest tier.
However, because he thought his mission was a sure thing, it was lost so easily, and the Immortal Alliance even destroyed one of his communication lines.
Never before has anyone with such low cultivation level managed to displease the thirty-two guardians so much.
Unhappy, and puzzled.
"Ye Yang, you haven't even achieved true enlightenment yet, how could you possibly possess a Dao Heart at the True Monarch level? Let alone more than a hundred years ago when you were only at the Nascent Soul stage?"
"How much has he been through? How many years? How many setbacks and hardships?"
The Thirty-Two Protectors still do not believe that Ye Yang resisted the spiritual erosion of the Holy Pearl on his own.
Even though not long ago, news came that he had successfully returned to the main world from the lost immortal realm.
That doesn't prove anything; it only means that there's a high probability this person is a true prodigy, as seen in the *Supreme True and Spiritual Words*.
He comprehended a method to completely shield himself from the erosion of the [Void].
He's a genius, but talent and the Dao heart are two different things!
"But that's also impossible, because those people in the Jili Dao Clan don't have the ability to handle the Sacred Pearl. At that time, neither the true body nor the avatar of the Jili True Lord were present—"
"So where exactly did things go wrong?"
The Thirty-Two Protectors still can't understand it. The more they try, the greater the losses become, and the more they want to find out the truth.
Moreover, given Ye Yang's unparalleled talent in the laws of the void, it's enough for the thirty-two guardians to invest more resources to awaken him and make him one of them.
"Hmph~ Hmph~~ Hmph~ Hmph~"
The mushroom on the giant worm's head was singing, bouncing happily.
The Thirty-Two Protectors squinted at this new Nineteenth Protector, who was also the old Eighteenth Protector, the old Sixth Protector, and the Third Protector—although he was a Protector of the Void Church's Holy Temple, he was not of one mind with the Church.
If the Void Cult defeats the Immortal Alliance and seizes the Milky Way, it will surely sacrifice it completely to return it to the Void!
However, if this nineteenth protector were to take over the Milky Way, the two sides would immediately turn against each other and become enemies!
The nineteen guardians only want to eliminate humanity and replace it.
Ultimately, their goals are different from those of the Void Cult.
"It's all just mutual exploitation—ultimately, I will pursue the supreme paradise of the [Void]!"
Having made their decision, the thirty-two guardians continued to silently watch the countless projections.
The attacks by the Void Cultists have become slightly more frequent, with the frequency of attacks increasing by about 10%.
There's a lot of discussion online right now about whether the overall situation is bad lately, leading to slower growth in the returns of Zhutian Development and increased social pressure.
While cursing those empty madmen, they also complained that the first and second generations of the Heavenly Realms had reaped too many benefits, making it difficult for later generations to rise.
Then someone did a statistical analysis and found that most of the attackers were "players who raided the content" rather than "players who ran the instance." This led to the individual actions being generalized to the entire group, stirring up antagonism and causing a wave of insults.
Having been trapped in the Lost Immortal Realm for a long time, Ye Yang, who finally had free access to the internet, shook his head upon seeing the recent public opinion.
It's perfectly normal to want to live a life no worse than others.
Even in dire straits, in today's relatively relaxed living environment, only a minority of people would develop extreme thoughts.
It's really hard to starve in the Immortal Alliance; at most, the path to advancement is extremely difficult.
The Void Cult is the real culprit behind the surge of so many extreme incidents!
Because empty faith can truly brainwash believers.
"Just now, a Void Cultist attacked Shun'an City on Ling Shu Star. The attacker was a Nascent Soul cultivator who self-destructed, leveling several residential areas."
At that moment, Bolin suddenly sent a message.
When Ye Yang looked, he was shocked to find that something had happened in his hometown as well.
Fortunately, they weren't in the same city, and the people he still cared about no longer lived on Ling Shu Star.
After graduating, Bolin worked hard on a city planet called "Boling Star".
After Ye Yang was attacked, his mother, Qian Tong, lived in the Zhushan Manor, the stronghold of the Jili Dao Clan.
How is Wang Huo?
Ye Yang replied to the message and then called his mother.
Bolin replied to the message:
"That kid's in third grade now. Haha, at first he felt embarrassed sitting at the same table as a bunch of eight- or nine-year-olds and didn't want to go. But after two days of spiritual classes, he doesn't want to come back."
Ye Yang smiled knowingly, and at that moment Qian Tong also answered the phone.
"When are you coming back?" She looked very well.
"Probably in a few more days—"
Ye Yang talked with his mother for more than an hour. Apart from some family matters, he advised her not to leave Zhushan Manor recently and not to leave the planet where they were stationed.
Things aren't going well outside.
After ending the call, Ye Yang's smile faded.
He needs to become stronger as soon as possible!
I won't stay long after I go back this time. I'll spend a month or two selecting the dungeon worlds I want to explore, and then see if my master's ascension to become a True Immortal—or rather, a True God—went smoothly.
Then Ye Yang will embark on a journey to find his third clone.
He set a timeframe of 10 years for himself.
The Devouring World has been searching for 5000 years, while the Main World has been searching for 10 years (Galactic Standard Time).
If it still cannot be found, then take the third clone from the Netherworld Lord-level Nether Sea that devours the world, refine it with true intent, fix its form, and then find a suitable Netherworld Blood Sea-type life form in the main world to nurture the third clone.
Even if it causes great conflict, as long as the true meaning continues to operate and correct, it will eventually achieve a state of harmonious unity of bloodline.
Just like when he cultivated the Soul of the Great Void, it triggered a mutation that devoured the souls of the world.
This time, however, we need to do the opposite.
It would require a great deal of time and effort, potentially holding Ye Yang back for hundreds or even thousands of years. Ye Yang had already decided that at worst, he could enter the high-speed orbit of the galactic core white hole, accelerating time by a hundred or a thousand years.
There is nothing that cannot be solved by a long time; if there is, then let another thousand years come!
On the planet where the Jili Daomai resides, in the Zhushan Manor, in a secluded two-story house, Qian Tong ended her call with her son and sighed.
"Feng An, Yang Zai, he's really doing quite well."
"I'm almost at the Nascent Soul stage myself. What were you fighting for in the first place? Dying so young, sigh~"
She looked at a photograph, taken more than a hundred years ago, showing her with a large pregnant belly, posing with another young man in white with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.
This is the last photo.
Shaking her head, Qian Tong went out, locked the door, and then flew away on her sword.
As the territory of the True Immortal of Zhushan, this manor is extremely large. Fortunately, Qian Tong, who is already at the Golden Core stage, is not slow in his flight.
They soon arrived at their destination—the residence of the manor's servants.
The vast estate required no fewer than a thousand people for cleaning, repairs, miscellaneous tasks, and management.
Therefore, this is the liveliest place in the manor, almost like a small town. However, since most high-level cultivators prefer tranquility, their residences are far from this place.
Qian Tong used to live with Ye Yang, and that place was naturally deserted, so she would come to this small town formed by servants' residences to pass the time when she had nothing to do.
"Is Sister Qian here?"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! We're one short for the game."
A group of young and beautiful women in their several hundred years old saw Qian Tong appear and immediately invited her to come and play cards.
"Is Sister Qian here?"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! We're one short for the game."
A group of young and beautiful women in their several hundred years old saw Qian Tong appear and immediately invited her to come and play cards.
They were all cultivators at least at the Golden Core stage, so naturally they all had a layer of magical energy barrier on their bodies; it had become an instinct.
This barrier can prevent unclean things such as droplets, dust, and odors from entering or leaving.
However—tiny, invisible black spores, emanating from who-knows-what or from the outside world, drift in the air.
They disregarded the protective magic of these low-level cultivators, allowing it to adhere directly to their clothes, skin, eyes, ears, and even be inhaled into their mouths and lungs.