Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills Chapter 239 – Immortal World, The Truth from 800 Years Ago_2

Chapter 239: Chapter 9: Immortal World, The Truth from 800 Years Ago_2

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master nodded and continued explaining, “Indeed, the Northern State Netherworld, Western State Demon Sect, and even the Devil Sect are all invaders from other realms.”

“Thousands of years ago, a fierce war broke out between the Immortal World and multiple other realms, causing countless immortals to perish. This is what we call the Middle Ancient Turmoil.”

“The end of the netherworld leads to the Hell World, and the Master of the Ten

Devil Sects ascended from the Heavenly Devil World. He was gravely injured by Ancestor Yan Zu five hundred years ago and subsequently sealed in the extremely cold northern lands.”

“This is why the Devil Sect has constantly been troubling you. You bear the bloodline of Ancestor Yan Zu and are capable of breaking this seal. Thus, after the death of the Limitless Immortal Sect Hierarch, the Devil Sect was unable to resist coming for you in haste. That’s also the main reason I called you to the mountain. ”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huai finally understood.

No wonder the Devil Sect has been lurking around him. As he had suspected, they were not after the secrets of the Ancestral Weapon. It turns out that all of this was the Devil Lord’s doing behind the scenes.

He couldn’t help but wonder:

In this realm full of other realms, what does it mean to ascend to immortality? Zhao Huai asked again:

“Senior, is there a connection between these Realms and Ascension? If there is, why did the immortal path break off 800 years ago? Do you know why, Senior? Despite reading numerous classics, I found that this period of history is seldom recorded.”

He had been curious about this for a long time.

The ancient books did not offer any answers. The history of the period before and after the breaking off of the immortal path was a complete blank.

To this, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master quickly provided an answer.

“This is a taboo topic; it can’t be found in any historical records. The severance of the immortal path originated from an ascension.”

“Before the Immortal Calendar, we referred to it as the Middle Ancient. During that time, the Immortal Cultivation World was much more prosperous than it is now, and there were far more human cultivators. These cultivators could ascend to immortality through the Ascension path, but there was one unparalleled immortal who destroyed the Ascension path at the time of his own Ascension.”

“You can only maneuver amongst different realms after Ascending. With the Ascension path destroyed, it also inevitably cut off the route to the different realms.”

Having said that, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master stood up, picked up a black chess piece, and his qi started fluctuating as he held it over the chessboard. “The current Immortal World is like a prison. No one from the outside can enter, and no one on the inside can leave. It’s a dead end.”

Zhao Huai looked at the chessboard in astonishment. He realized that his view of the chessboard had suddenly changed.

In his eyes, the chessboard had transformed into a world: vast and intricate, with each and every mountain range, river, city, and person appearing before him.

This was an immortal’s divine skill!

In other words, the higher a cultivator’s level, the different the world appears to them.

The world an immortal sees is an entire realm at the palm of their hand, every detail clear to them.

They can even use power from the universe to alter the trajectory of the chess pieces.

This was the legendary Universal Chess Game!

The northern part of the chessboard, representing the Northern State, was filled with blood fog and killing intent; black smoke was swirling around, obviously a dangerous place.

On the chessboard, there were countless chess pieces arrayed together. Some were starry speckles, some pulsed with blinding light, and some contained a force akin to a celestial star, releasing explosive power fluctuations.

The bright chess pieces represented powerful cultivators, the Mighty.

The other chess pieces, in the most abundance but dim in light, were so numerous they were hard to count, like dust.

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master furrowed his eyebrows slightly, declaring gravely, “The situation in the Northern State is deteriorating. It’s uncertain when trouble will strike. By then, the entire Central State Border of ten million li will become a playground for demons.”

Zhao Huai asked solemnly, “Is there no way to resolve this? You, Master, can predict the path of Heaven and Earth and have such divine skills. Can’t you defend against our enemies?”

The Eternal Taoist Temple Master sighed, “The solution lies in the roots.

Whether it’s the Devil Lord or the Netherworld, both are from other realms. With the immortal path destroyed, it’s inevitable that this problem cannot be solved. Now, the lifespan of the Immortal World is like a ticking time bomb. With each passing day, we lose a day. We have no idea what kind of disasters will befall us in the future. All we, the Immortals, can do is to cultivate the next generation.”

“This is what the Immortal Sect has been doing for the past hundred years.”

“All of us are old bones now. We can wait for a hundred years, but can we wait for a thousand? Can the tradition of the Immortal families continue?”

At this, Zhao Huai fell silent.

Time is truly a poison, unknowingly slipping away.

This is especially true during his seclusion.

In the mirror world, when he indulges in cultivation for a moment only to snap back to reality and find all his Spiritual Stones exhausted, several months have already passed.

A year in a mortal’s life is every day; his year is over two years.

Time truly flies.

Lastly, the Eternal Taoist Temple Master focused his gaze on Zhao Huai and said seriously:

“The once prosperous Yan Empire had fallen, but in your generation, it was revived. The mission upon your shoulders is heavy and long. You not only represent the mortal world but may also come to represent the Immortal Sect. I hope you can rise like the original Ancestor Yan Zu, illuminate your family line, and shape the future of the Immortal Cultivation World.”

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When Zhao Huai left the Taoist temple, his mood was still heavy.

But the truth is often that heavy.

“Your Highness, you’re out? What did Master Lord say to you? You look awful.”

Gu Tianji, who had been waiting at the door the whole time, immediately greeted Zhao Huai with a smile when he emerged.

Zhao Huai exhaled slowly and gave a small smile, “Nothing much, just some past events that I’d never heard about..”