Chapter 1279 - The Ruins of the Crow’s Nest

The atmosphere was so stifled that it was almost suffocating.

The Blue Luan Spirit Race experts’ expressions darkened.

“This happened because I got complacent...” Feng Yunlie said softly, shattering the deathly silence.

The old man in white said hurriedly, “Young Leader, how could you possibly be to blame for this? None of us would have guessed that this opponent would be so troublesome.”

Feng Yunlie subtly shook his head. “A mistake is a mistake, and the blame for Elder Xingya’s death ultimately lies with me.”

With that, he turned his gaze toward Feng Shanhu. “Could you discern the killer’s origins?”

Feng Shanhu said gravely, “Earlier, Elder Xingya suspected that he was an old monster deliberately obscuring his true cultivation...”

He then explained the battle in full detail, not daring to leave anything out.

Feng Yunlie’s brow furrowed. “The Laws of Flying Light? Have any of you heard of this power of the Grand Dao?”

The crowd shook their heads.

“A Law of the Grand Dao that suppressed Elder Xingya in terms of speed has to be a supreme Celestial Law at the very least. But in that case, why haven’t we heard of it?” Feng Yunlie’s eyes flashed. “This truly is out of the ordinary. And Elder Xingya suspected he was hiding his cultivation base. That’s even stranger.”

“Could he have been afraid we’d see through his origins?” someone said softly.

Feng Yunlie’s gaze was overcast. “Who in Crow Ridge would be afraid of us discovering their origins?”

The old man in white seemed to realize something. He said softly, “Yan Daolin!”

“That really is a possibility. After all, Crow Ridge is within the Heavenly Prayer Star Realm, where the Nine Heaven Pavilion reigns supreme!” Feng Yunlie’s eyes surged with cold light. “Furthermore, Yan Daolin said he wouldn’t get involved in this expedition. That’s strange to begin with. Now, it seems the old-timer has harbored evil intentions all along!”

Someone couldn’t help but interject, “Young Leader, if it were Yan Daolin, he likely wouldn’t have cast aside all pretenses of cordiality. After all, the true good fortune has yet to appear. Revealing himself now would be most unwise.”

Feng Yunlie nodded. “That’s true, but even if that wasn’t Yan Daolin, I can say with certainty that he and Yan Daolin are connected. Don’t forget that Crow Ridge has always been under the Nine Heavens Pavilion’s control.”

The crowd’s faces were instantly unsightly.

“Do you remember what your opponent looked like, Elder Shanhu?” asked Feng Yunlie.

Feng Shanhu said with staunch confidence, “Even if he were reduced to ash, I’d recognize him immediately!”

“Very well. For now, we’ll remember this grudge. First, we must go to the Ruins of the Crow’s Nest. If I’m not mistaken, our opponent will surely head there too.” As he spoke, his eyes surged with murderous intent. “When the time comes, I’ll naturally settle the score with him!”

Revenge mattered too, but he was more concerned about uncovering the good fortune they’d come here for. Furthermore, he predicted that it would soon re-enter the world.

...

Time slipped by.

A day later, atop the peak of that black mountain.

Boom!

A Daoist seal soared into the air, surrounded by flowing immortal light. Its aura alone was enough to collapse the surrounding skies.

The fly-head-sized characters carved at its base flickered with radiant light, holy and imposing.

Su Yi exerted his will, and the treasure blurred into a beam of light, flew up his sleeves, and disappeared.

“With my current cultivation, I can at most display half of its power. Furthermore, I can only use it for a little less than ten minutes at a time...”

Su Yi was quite surprised.

The Southern Mountain Daoist Seal was already badly damaged, but even so, Su Yi had to use his full strength just to display half of its might.

This was far too terrifying.

“I wonder where the old-timer got this seal?” said Su Yi as he recalled the old man in beast skins who’d directed Blood Crows to ambush him.

Had the old man chosen to throw all caution to the wind and attack instead of fleeing, he might well have managed to use the seal’s power to catch Su Yi off guard, potentially even killing him!

“Well, this treasure is mine now.” Su Yi laughed. He dared say with certainty that this was a treasure of the Path of Transcendence! It was far beyond the World King level, and that made it priceless.

Suddenly, something occurred to Su Yi.

A day has passed already, but none of the Blue Luan have come for revenge!

Could they be afraid? No, most likely not. The experts of the Blue Luan Spirit Race have always been the type to avenge any grudge. There’s no way they’d endure this and simply back down.

The vengeful nature of the Blue Luan was common knowledge amongst the stars.

Yet now, they were swallowing their anger instead of immediately seeking revenge. There was only one possibility——

There was something even more important than revenge!

Is it that good fortune connected to immortality? ...If so, it seems that good fortune is highly likely to enter the world soon....

As he pondered, a dense medical fragrance wafted over, assailing his nostrils.

Su Yi looked over and saw immortal light surging in the nearby pool. Misty radiance churned, and the leaves of that stalk of Transcendent divine medicine swayed as it reached maturity.

Su Yi walked over.

This Transcendent divine medicine was extremely wondrous. The stalk was blueish-green, jade-like, and crystalline. The leaves were glittering purple, and there were seven in total, each the size of an infant’s fist. They were covered in natural Dao Markings.

When its leaves unfurled, it absorbed all of the pond’s immortal mist. It was now a part of this Transcendent divine medicine.

In the end, Su Yi watched as this stalk of Transcendent medicine seemed to come to life. It whooshed into the air. It was trying to escape!

Su Yi raised and flipped his palm.

The Laws of Restricting the Profound wove into a net, trapping the medicine in place.

Afterward, Su Yi’s divine sense shot forth, and he silently sensed it.

A moment later, a strange look appeared on his face.

This stalk of Transcendent medicine seemed to have two uses. First, it could temper and strengthen one’s foundations. Second, it could boost a cultivator’s comprehension and control over their power of the Grand Dao!

That went for even Transcendent Realm cultivators!

Once I reach the Oneness Realm, I’ll pluck some of the leaves and refine them to test its applications,

thought Su Yi. He was already putting the medicine away.

Then, without any further delays, he shot into the distance.

......

The Ruins of the Crow’s Nest.

This was a massive valley deep within Crow Ridge. There was a massive depression in the ground, shaped much like a bird’s nest.

Radiant immortal light soared into the firmament. Divine radiance filled the air, and a resplendent rain of light fell, flowing between heaven and earth like a waterfall.

It was an astonishing scene. The light illuminated the mountains and rivers, making them as bright as at midday. A sacred atmosphere permeated the area.

The immortal light dispersed even the layers of dark clouds blanketing the dome of heaven, and the grand river of blood-red electricity transformed into a ten-thousand-foot whirlpool.

The Ruins of the Crow’s Nest lay beneath the whirlpool!

“The revenants within the river of lightning were all experts of Sky Crow Mountain in life. Now, they’ve all gathered in the River of Lightning; they must be waiting for that good fortune to enter the world!”

Feng Yunlie stood outside the Ruins of the Crow’s Nest, his hands behind his back. He gazed up at the blood-red vortex beneath the dome of heaven, an uncharacteristically solemn look on his face.

Revenants.

They were what remained of the cultivators who’d perished during the End of the Dharma.

They were extremely strange and terrifying, as they were full of cursed power. Never mind ordinary World Kings; even Cosmic Enlightenment World Kings were unlikely to fare well if they let the revenants trap them!

As they made their way through Crow Ridge, Feng Yunlie and the others encountered revenants on multiple occasions. Blood Crows and similar creatures attacked in swarms.

“Fortunately, we prepared thoroughly for this and brought the Misfortune-Annihilating Divine Spear. It can destroy spiritual bodies, so with it, we’ll have no need to fear the revenants.”

As Feng Yunlie spoke, he gazed into the heart of the Ruins of the Crow’s Nest.

There, the ground had cracked, creating a chasm so deep, it seemed bottomless. The immortal light rising into the heavens was surging out of its depths.

It was dazzlingly, excessively bright. The immortal mist wove into imposing runes of the Immortal Dao.

Feng Yunlie’s gaze heated up. “I can see it already. The jade record the founder of Sky Crow Mountain left behind is in there! It has to be!”

But then, the elder in white suddenly warned him, “Young Leader, members of the Church of the River of Stars have arrived.

A group of terrifying figures shot over from the distant skies.

Their leader was a middle-aged man in a feather coat. He had a massive sword strapped to his back. His mustache was shaped like a halberd, and his eyes shone like the sun and moon. Every breath was like wind and thunder.

Wu Huasheng!

He was a high elder of the Church of the River of Stars and a late-stage Cosmic Enlightenment expert.

Until recently, he’d also been deep in seclusion, disregarding worldly affairs.

Now, he’d arrived leading a group of the church’s World Kings.

“Fellow Daoists of the Blue Luan Spirit Race, swords and sabers have no eyes. When it comes time to compete for good fortune, we must each rely on our own abilities!” Wu Huasheng said in a voice booming like thunder throughout the surrounding area.

“Alright!” Feng Yunlie said with a relaxed laugh, looking calm and composed.

He couldn’t be bothered to say anything more. In a competition for good fortune, there was no need for manners. The winner was a king, and the loser was a bandit. It had always been this way.

Wu Huasheng and his experts arrived at one side of the Ruins of the Crow’s Nest.

Shortly after, the World Kings of the ancient Yu Family arrived.

As one of the Eight Great World King Clans of the stars, their foundations might be inferior to the Blue Luan Spirit Race’s, but their strength was comparable.

The leader of this expedition was an elegant man in Confucian robes who carried a feather fan.

When they saw him, both the Blue Luan and the experts of the Church of the River of Stars frowned.

Yu Qing’an!

He’d been the most dazzling Cosmic Enlightenment Realm World King in the Yu Family for the past thirty thousand years!

His seniority might not be all that lofty, but his military feats could be described as glorious. Even others of the same cultivation viewed him with trepidation.

“You’re absolutely right, Senior Wu. Swords and sabers have no eyes. It all comes down to skill.”

Wu Huasheng said expressionlessly, “I dare not call myself your senior, Yu Qing’an. Throughout the stars, who doesn’t know that

you

have the most illustrious reputation of anyone in the Yu Family?”

Yu Qing’an smiled, then greeted Feng Yunlie.

Feng Yunlie subtly inclined his head but said nothing.

Shortly after the Yu Family experts arrived, the depths of the massive chasm suddenly rumbled and boomed.

A sound reminiscent of the roar of a demonic god shook both heaven and earth.

Then, beneath the crowd’s attentive gazes, an ancient palace enveloped in churning immortal light slowly rose from the massive chasm’s depths.