Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1513 - 819: Pioneering for Twenty-Nine Years, Breaking Through to Nascent Soul

The Red Cloud Spirit Domain had existed for more than eighty thousand years, covering an enormous area of billions of miles that roughly shaped like a crabapple leaf. Yet, a huge chunk was absent from the spot where the leaf's stem ought to be, almost as though a dog had chomped it away.

Within the Southern Border of the Spirit Realm, a renowned ancient Immortal City known as Demon Vibration City rises prominently. Eight thousand miles to the south of it stretches the dangerous and erratic Outer Domain Wilderness.

Ten years afterward, on a certain day, countless Spiritual Boat Battleships dotted the lofty skies, blocking out the sun entirely and casting an unending wave of dread.

Around Demon Vibration City for a thousand miles, many "cities" had already claimed the territory, with tens of thousands of shuttling lights constantly rising and descending from these "cities" each instant, ceaselessly darting back and forth between the hovering fleet, Demon Vibration City, and the other cities, buzzing industriously like hordes of diligent worker bees.

Six hundred miles to the east of Demon Vibration City, a modest city constructed from Golden Gang Stones measures over two thousand steps on each side. Its walls bristle with embedded Prohibitions, while a vast pale blue Barrier shields the airspace above the city.

Inside the city, only a handful of palaces dotted the landscape sparsely, but vast open areas were filled with enormous silver boats exceeding a thousand feet in length, astonishingly totaling six of them.

As noon approached, a massive shadow plunged from the heavens onto the city, while rays of sunlight pierced through gaps in the battleships, scattering thinly.

In a modest palace on the city's western side, Zhao Yongxian stared at the chessboard in front of him, his gaze drifting restlessly, his right hand suspended in mid-air, pausing before dropping the chess piece.

Right then, Zhao Sheng, positioned across from the chessboard, spotted his distracted mind and gave a faint smile, suggesting, "Stop fretting so much! It's useless regardless. You might not trust Brother Zhongnan, but surely you can't question the Ancestor's abilities?

Calm down! Even without the first wave of vanguard forces pulling us in, the Zhao Family doesn't qualify for the second batch either. Regarding this third support army, the combined power of the Zhao, He, and Wei families makes grabbing a position straightforward!"

Zhao Yongxian let out a sigh, "That's not what troubles me. It's... it's... forget it, no need to bring it up. I only wish I'm just being overly cautious!"

Zhao Sheng laughed lightly, seeing plainly that it stemmed from mere worry about dire outcomes, dreading that their clan's huge investments could come to nothing.

Pioneers venturing into the Outer Domain resemble a colossal Human Clan exploration, fraught with incalculable dangers. The path of opening new lands also serves as a thousand-year epic purge, wiping out countless frail powers through bad luck, inadequacy, or sudden twists...

In this massive campaign led by the Mountain and River Sect, the Zhao, He, and Wei families rank among the feeblest participants, prime targets for elimination. Their fate hung beyond their grasp.

Deep down, what Zhao Yongxian dreaded most was their three families getting thrust to the front lines, ultimately devoured as mere expendable fodder.

Zhao Sheng grasped his hidden terror but viewed his worries as excessive, convinced that given the three families' might, they wouldn't even qualify as fodder!

After forcing out another dozen or so moves with reluctance, Zhao Yongxian abruptly flicked his sleeve across the board, scattering the pieces, and snapped irritably, "I'm done playing, that's it!"

He rose swiftly, strode to the palace doorway, and peered westward toward Demon Vibration City.

Zhao Sheng gestured at the disrupted chessboard, then tapped the gourd on his waist with his right hand, causing a globe of Golden Crow True Fire to emerge from the gourd's opening, hovering in the air and smoldering steadily.

"Endless Universe, Thunder Borrowing Technique... Screech!" Zhao Sheng chanted softly, weaving strands of Five-Colored Spiritual Light between his fingers, which slowly unveiled intricate three-dimensional patterns within the glow.

Should a Half-Immortal expert in Thunder Skills from the Void Refining stage witness this, shock would seize them, as those elaborate three-dimensional forms were clearly the "Thunder" Tao True Text.

Once the Thunder Tao Character fused with the Golden Crow True Fire, the spiritual light condensed into a pearl, the True Text imprinting onto the Spiritual Pearl, which began to radiate brilliant light.

As the True Fire continued to blaze, the glow faded step by step, yielding a single Thunder Pearl that looked quite plain, though none could fathom the immense destructive Power it harbored.

One hour passed, and seven or eight glass-like beads, each the size of a dragon's eye, drifted forth, which Zhao Sheng swiftly stored in his sleeve.

Following that, Zhao Sheng sliced his right palm open, letting a stream of blood trickle from the cut.

With a quick flick of his finger, the bloodline morphed into a vivid crimson Dragon Serpent clad in distinct scale armor, lunging into the Golden Crow True Fire with a twist.

Soon after, over a dozen palm-sized Jade Talismans launched outward, all plunging into the Golden Crow True Fire.

A glow appeared on Zhao Sheng's forehead, his hands summoning hundreds of talismanic seals as True Yuan surged forth like a flood: "...Blood Soul unyielding, forever the origin of heaven and earth, that origin deemed the Female Mystic... a thousand miles straight, the Escape Sky Talisman takes shape!"

Three quarters of an hour in, with a sharp call, the Golden Crow True Fire burst apart suddenly, sending several beams of blood light streaking wildly through the palace, flashing like bolts of lightning.

At the sight, Zhao Sheng waved his hand, his Divine Sense sweeping to seize the darting Blood Talismans, drawing them back rapidly to his palm.

Beside him, Zhao Yongxian stood agape in awe. As the Blood Talismans came back, he recovered, rushing over to Zhao Sheng with eager nods and a sycophantic grin.

"Masterful craftsmanship, truly masterful! Shaoling, you have to spare me one, no matter the price—I'm ready to pay it all!"

Zhao Yongxian buzzed with thrill, his words tumbling out in a jumble!

Of course, who wouldn't beg for one of these Thousand Miles Escape Sky Talismans upon seeing them?

Dignity be damned if it comes to that; life is irreplaceable, after all!

The Thousand Miles Escape Sky Talisman stands as the ultimate lifesaving tool, coveted by everyone below the Divinity Transformation stage!