Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1398: 751: Heavenly-level Reward Task
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Besides the eastern front, fourteen virtual fortresses stand scattered over the remaining three fronts, sufficient for keeping watch on the activities of almost a hundred Constant Years nearby.
Nevertheless, this stringent encirclement fails to halt the relentless assaults from the Alien Demon Army.
From the gathered intelligence so far, assaults by the Alien Demon Clan typically rely on the “Demon Nest” for shuttling troops, its shapes shifting endlessly and defying all defenses.
Additionally, the Alien Demon Clan employs yet another highly vexing strategy, unleashing a “Demon Thought Mysterious Realm” akin to the “War Fog”.
Resembling an immense and limitless “fog”, the Demon Thought Mysterious Realm spreads extensively around the edges of the star system, boasting abilities like disorienting Human Clan Cultivators, disrupting Divine Thought, and consuming every bit of spiritual power… among others.
In essence, the further one ventures into the Mysterious Realm, the hazier the details and records grow, including vast zones brimming with unidentified perils and empty voids.
Day after day, the Demon Thought Mysterious Realm edges closer to the Vermilion Bird Star System, steadily narrowing the operational space for the Human Clan.
Across the last tens of thousands of years, Human Clan True Immortals have tried innumerable approaches to dispel the Demon Thought Mysterious Realm, but every effort has ended in defeat.
To the Alien Demon Clan, the Demon Thought Mysterious Realm functions much like the “air” they breathe out, constantly cycling through intake and expulsion.
For the Human Clan to fully dismantle the “Demon Thought Mysterious Realm”, nothing short of exterminating every Alien Demon would suffice, rendering it utterly unattainable otherwise.
Time flew by in mere moments, half a year elapsed, and tranquility lingered around, devoid of any Alien Demon incursions.
Zhao Sheng savored his downtime, often retreating into seclusion to focus intently on his cultivation.
That particular day, bursts of radiance erupted overhead in the circular hall, as the Illusion Spirit White Deer materialized abruptly, calling out to Zhao Sheng in urgency: “Master… A heavenly-level reward task has been released from above—kindly take note!”
Zhao Sheng’s gaze sharpened, and he voiced his thoughts: “Heavenly-level tasks truly don’t come around often! White Deer, tell me the details of this task?”
“Master, look here!”
With those words, White Deer flicked her tiny hand, and a massive light screen expanded in the air, displaying the text: “Heavenly-level Reward: The B2 Virtual Realm Fortress on the western line has recently been lost…
Task objectives: First, seize back the Virtual Realm Fortress from the Alien Demon Clan, reward one hundred Heavenly Merit!
Second, recover the Illusion Spirit core, reward thirty Heavenly Merit!
Third, recover the Transmission Array Pivot, reward eight Heavenly Merit!
Fourth, recover a Returning Void Level Battleship, reward three Heavenly Merit!
Fifth…”
Zhao Sheng skimmed through the list of tasks and noted over a dozen items offering rewards.
Yet, toward the task’s conclusion, a warning appeared in crimson lettering: “These tasks restrict participation to Returning to Void Realm Cultivators, whether solo or in small groups. The time limit is ten days, beyond which they expire!”
“Hiss! Such lavish rewards!” Zhao Sheng drew in a sharp breath, stunned; hauling the entire fortress back would net him a whopping three hundred Heavenly Merit.
Finishing this one mission alone would not only amass sufficient merit for trading in the Star Lord’s merit but leave him with a surplus of Heavenly Merit besides.
As the old proverb declares, fortune smiles upon the daring!
In that instant, a surge of resolve stirred within him.
“How can I let this chance slip away! Still, prior to taking on the mission, I need to alter my looks,” Zhao Sheng whispered to himself.
Deciding thus, he promptly declared, “White Deer, I’ve noted this. You can now withdraw!”
“Yes, Master!” White Deer acknowledged, then vanished in a flicker, gone in an instant.
Zhao Sheng stood up from the Lotus Platform and promptly departed the circular hall.
Moments later, he entered the secluded chamber he favored for cultivation, mentally triggering every restriction and seal, transforming the chamber into an isolated, concealed domain where even the Illusion Spirit White Deer couldn’t peer inside.
Once these safeguards were set, Zhao Sheng’s features and frame abruptly twisted and swelled.
Within a flash, a sturdy, towering figure emerged with a fierce leopard-like head, bulging eyes, and a face covered in coarse whiskers, materializing in the chamber.
“I am the Loose Cultivator Yan Chixia, and this guise holds true!”
“And if you inquire about my cultivation path? Nothing but Body Cultivation!”
Zhao Sheng’s lips moved, his tone swiftly turning gravelly and forceful, embodying the wild, free-spirited vibe of a Loose Cultivator.
“Haha, time to set out!”
As he uttered this, the chamber stood vacant, with only the fading peals of his laughter echoing behind!
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Within a turbulent zone beneath the Dark Sky.
All at once, a streak of ashen glow pierced through the profound gloom.
As the ashen glow faded, a lanky, middle-aged figure came into view, seeming about thirty in age, his complexion pale and yellowish. Yet his eyes gleamed like lightning, brimming with vitality.
“All present. Excellent.” The middle-aged man’s eyes roamed across the other pair, coming to rest on Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng’s face twitched faintly; clearly, this fellow was a Reversal Cultivator in the early phase, and that recent ashen light must have been his unique evasion technique.
Their stares locked, a flicker of astonishment crossed the middle-aged man’s features, his eyes igniting as a piercing Sword Intent lashed out.
A prickling sensation hit Zhao Sheng’s eyes, while countless savage impulses welled up from him, radiating an equally terrifying presence.
The clash of their formidable intents raged fiercely through the void, sparking an unseen tempest that exploded between them before swiftly dissolving into nothing.