Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1307 707: Return to the Da Chun Realm, Karma Fears for Immortals and Buddhas; Mortals Dread the Consequences

As the Sky Sea Divine Ship altered its trajectory, a magnificent Immortal City resided within a mysterious Grotto Heaven. This city, afloat amidst the Cloud Sea, boasted towering spires, while its jade streets and golden roads stretched wide and pristine, matching the grandeur of renowned Immortal Cities in the Spirit Realm.

Tunneling lights streaked across the Immortal City's sky, and the streets below teemed with activity, showcasing an exceptional level of prosperity.

Among the throngs of pedestrians, human cultivators, demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and even outcasts—neither human nor ghost—coexisted in an unusual harmony, devoid of any apparent conflict.

An outsider witnessing this scene would undoubtedly be filled with astonishment.

At the city's heart, a vast Dark Sky loomed, its blackness profound and perpetually emanating a thick, mysterious aura.

No structures surrounded the Dark Sky, leaving an expansive, empty space spanning several miles. Cultivators in the nearby workshops maintained their distance, clearly acknowledging this as the city's most crucial location.

Swoosh! A streak of blue tunneling light flew from the distance, directly entering the Dark Sky.

After piercing the dark barrier, the view ahead dramatically opened, revealing breathtaking natural scenery of lakes and mountains, with a majestic Immortal Palace situated within a lake.

The blue tunneling light landed upon the plaza before the great hall, unveiling a seductive woman with long black hair. This was none other than the woman whose Divine Split had just perished at Zhao Sheng's hands.

The great hall's doors stood open, flanked by two enormous golden giants, each as large as a mountain, standing at attention. Upon sighting the seductive woman, they immediately crouched and bowed their heads, chanting thunderously:

"Greetings to the Spirit Master Left Envoy!"

The seductive woman disregarded the two golden giants, proceeding directly into the great hall.

The hall was dimly lit, with only clusters of ghostly flames floating along the walls on either side, flickering intermittently, causing the internal light to shift between bright and dark.

The hall was otherwise vacant, save for a high platform in its darkest recess, where a human-shaped Divine Statue with an indistinct face stood.

Beneath the high platform, a black Crystal Stone, several zhang tall, stood on the ground. A Gun Robe Elder stood beside it, using his finger as a blade to delicately trace and paint upon its surface. The lines he drew were imbued with an indescribable Essence of the Tao, seemingly conveying the universe's secret truths.

The Crystal Stone already displayed a rough outline, clearly showing the Gun Robe Elder carving the likeness of an outcast with a human body and a beast head.

"Jiao Tu'er greets the Cave Master!" The seductive woman declared, bowing towards the Gun Robe Elder's back.

"Little Dragon Girl, rise. Where has the Immortal Awakening Tripod been delivered?" The Immortal Cave Master did not turn, continuing his grand carving work, asking casually.

The seductive woman's face stiffened. She replied in a deep voice, "Reporting to the Cave Master, Jiao Tu'er failed this time. The Immortal Awakening Tripod has fallen into the hands of the brigands of Green Forest Path. Please punish me!"

"Green Forest Path? It seems those young ones are growing restless again. Did they not suffer enough in the Gun Sea before? Now they dare to plunder items belonging to this Cave Master! Little Dragon Girl, you need not concern yourself with this matter further; this Cave Master has his own arrangements." The Immortal Cave Master maintained a calm tone.

"Understood." The seductive woman responded.

"Hmm, by the way, have you located the Gun God's remains?" The Immortal Cave Master continued his inquiry.

"Subordinates have already dispatched the Ten Elders of Turtle Spirit, tirelessly searching the Gun Sea Western Ruins. The Gun God's remains were last seen at the West Ruins Sea Eye, after which they vanished without a trace. Based on previous experiences, it will likely take another three Ruins Moons or so to ascertain the whereabouts of the Gun God's remains." The seductive woman Jiao Tu'er replied, frowning.

"Oh, I always trust your handling of matters! You may retreat." The Gun Robe Elder turned around, speaking in a calm voice.

His face was obscured in darkness, his features indistinct, yet his expression appeared quite gentle.

"Yes, this subordinate will take her leave."

Having spoken, the seductive woman bowed and promptly exited the great hall, her anxiously suspended heart finally finding relief.

The Gun Robe Elder gazed at the empty and desolate great hall, remaining motionless and silent for a prolonged period, as if he himself had transformed into a statue.

After an unknown span of time, the ghostly flames in the hall inexplicably swelled tenfold. Bizarre dark shadows seeped out from the flames, floating around the hall like spectral fire.

"Children, go forth! Find the culprit who took the Immortal Awakening Tripod…" The Immortal Cave Master's voice resonated like an irrefutable decree.

At his command, the shadows within the hall emitted a haunting wail.

The next moment, these shadows breached the space-time barriers, penetrating the depths of Dark Sky, then swiftly merged into space-time storms, vanishing without a trace.

…

Dark Sky.

The Sky Sea Divine Ship pressed onward, crushing countless space-time storms beneath it, gradually traversing hundreds and thousands of Constant Years in space-time, drawing nearer to the space-time beacon marking the Da Chun Realm.

Time passed swiftly, and two years elapsed in a flash.

On the ninth day of the ninth month, in the morning.

The morning sun had yet to reach the Divine Tree's waist, yet the Chen's suspended giant city was already a hive of activity. Streams of people moved like shuttles, and the tunneling lights within the city were as dense as clouds, creating a scene of bustling excitement and noise.

Contrary to its usual lazy and carefree atmosphere, every resident in the city today, regardless of their location, was in high spirits, either gathering in groups to converse or whispering to each other in small numbers, engaged in lively banter.

Joy and anticipation were etched on everyone's faces, as they occasionally glanced upwards towards the upper canopy, seemingly awaiting something significant.