Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1527 - 827: Secretly Reaching Sky-reaching Cliff and Setting Up the Ten Thousand Miles Flying Array

"Not bad, you've been meticulous; you deserve a reward." Zhao Sheng praised abruptly after examining the treasures inside the Sumeru Ring.

While saying this, he drew an apricot-yellow jade scroll from his sleeve and flung it toward Jun Tianxing.

Joy sparked in Jun Tianxing’s eyes, and he swiftly grabbed the jade scroll before directing a thread of Divine Thought into it.

As a flood of deep and enigmatic writings surged into his mind, he quickly fell into a trance, his sharp, eagle-like gaze shining ever more intensely.

After what felt like ages, Jun Tianxing snapped out of it and promptly dropped to his knees, lowering his head in thrilled appreciation. "Thank you, my lord, for granting me the ’Blood Nerve Scripture.’ It gives me a thirty percent shot at refining my bloodline."

Zhao Sheng gave a slight nod, offering gentle counsel. "The ’Blood Nerve Scripture’ is a Demon Path Technique. It contains certain deep secrets, yet it creates huge hurdles for later cultivation. Should you fail to keep control and slip into demonic madness while practicing it, death is certain. Consider well if you truly want to pursue it."

"I’ve weighed it carefully. With my talent and insight, I might just manage to purify my bloodline, but reverting it is completely out of reach. Without bloodline reversion, I’ll never rise to Golden Wing Roc King in this life. So, I’m ready to bear any cost." Jun Tianxing declared firmly.

"Good. If you hold onto that resolve going forward, I’m confident you’ll realize your ambitions."

With that, Zhao Sheng abruptly changed the subject, inquiring, "Have you collected any key intelligence lately?"

At those words, Jun Tianxing promptly retrieved a feather-like jade from his possessions and presented it with respect.

"My lord, everything I’ve gathered is stored inside this; please take a look."

Zhao Sheng acknowledged with a nod, dispatching a thread of Divine Thought into the jade.

Moments later, a trace of uncertainty appeared on his face, and he grew quiet.

Jun Tianxing had compiled extensive intelligence, covering many facets of the enemy Demon Clan coalition forces.

Yet the vital details concerned the activities of the Green-winged Roc Clan.

Jun Tianxing had eight brothers, all stronger than him, six of whom rivaled a Divinity Transformation True Monarch in battle prowess.

The Eldest Prince, Jun Tianhong, had attained the pinnacle of Divinity Transformation. As the leader of the Demon Clan coalition forces, he commanded almost a million demons, facing off against the Human Clan army beyond the Great Wilderness Swamp.

The Second Prince, Jun Tianhuang, though a bit less mighty than his elder sibling, directed the swift Golden Roc Corps and held significant sway.

Princes from the third rank downward didn’t lead armies outright, but each ruled over territories, acting as protectors and supervisors for rebellious demon beast groups.

Even as a kingdom, the Dapeng Demon Country operated on the Demon Clan’s tribal framework. While mighty groups like the Gale Wolves and Earth-shaking Dragons outwardly swore loyalty to the Golden Wing Peng Emperor, every demon king still held firm control over their lands, lording it over lesser demon clans.

Just half a month prior, the Peng Emperor’s personal Beiming Army was abruptly summoned back to the Sky-reaching Cliff.

The Beiming Army numbered a little over a hundred, all from the Green-winged Roc Clan, each surpassing Nascent Soul strength, establishing them as the supreme force in the Demon Country.

At the same time, the Second Prince Jun Tianhuang and close to thirty Nascent Soul-level demon beast chiefs quietly made their way back to the Sky-reaching Cliff.

The Sky-reaching Cliff housed the Demon Country’s Imperial Court and served as the nesting ground for the Green-winged Rocs.

Since his father never favored him, Jun Tianxing lacked devoted followers. Though he tried hard to uncover why the Beiming Army had returned so suddenly to the Sky-reaching Cliff, the details he obtained remained murky, leaving the purpose of that swift recall a mystery.

Once he finished reviewing it all, Zhao Sheng had already pieced together some theories in his thoughts.

"Little Master Jun, I must head to the Sky-reaching Cliff; guide me there." Zhao Sheng instructed.

Startled, Jun Tianxing refrained from questioning the motive and bowed at once. "With me leading, you won’t need to waste any mana, my lord. Let me revert to my true form and bear you to the Sky-reaching Cliff."

As he uttered those words, the feather robe on Jun Tianxing expanded vastly in size, his frame ballooned enormously, and within a flash, he became a grand and matchless Green-winged Roc, stretching over a hundred zhang.

Zhao Sheng rose smoothly into the air, settling onto the roc’s back in a cross-legged position.

"Grip tight, my lord; I’m taking off!" The Green-winged Roc unfurled its massive wings abruptly, whipping up endless cyclones below.

With a piercing eagle cry that resounded across the Cloud Sky, the roc turned into a bolt of azure light, speeding off toward the western skyline.

In mere breaths, it had merged into the endless cloud vastness.

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Snow had blanketed the land for more than half a month, covering everything in a heavy white sheet, forming an immense snowy plain dotted here and there with hints of green.

Amid the endless snowfields, a solitary peak thrust upward into the clouds, its steep and jagged flanks defying the skies and earth with an air of lone defiance.

This isolated peak was the Sky-reaching Cliff, where the part beneath the clouds was merely the surface; the real "Sky-reaching Cliff" soared high above them.

A thousand miles to the southwest, Zhao Sheng perched on a jutting, eroded boulder, staring distantly at the towering Sky-reaching Cliff, a touch of reminiscence in his gaze.

Right then, memories of his homeland’s Heavenly Pillar Mountain surfaced unbidden—both were colossal spires bridging sky and ground, though the Sky-reaching Cliff was far more treacherous, missing the profound weight of Heavenly Pillar Mountain.

After some time, Zhao Sheng pulled back his eyes, his form shimmered, and he plunged into the earth, vanishing entirely.

Over a hundred zhang below the surface, a spacious hollow had been hollowed out.

Dao patterns covered the cavern’s roof and walls in abundance, while an unseen shield wrapped around it, sealing off the exterior world.

At the hollow’s heart, nine White Jade Array Pillars formed a Bagua layout, their faces etched with myriad intricate designs, each crowned by a Top-grade Spirit Stone.

In the array’s central zone, the floor was webbed with countless "lines," packed with a blend of multicolored crystal dust and essence blood, appearing disordered but adhering to a profoundly hidden pattern.

Zhao Sheng circled the array pillars, his potent Divine Thought dividing into hundreds of "Divine Needles" that pierced the pillars, inscribing Tao True Text stroke by stroke.

Time blurred away until the nine White Jade Array Pillars began to glow softly, the radiance flowing to the floor and abruptly lighting up the myriad lines.

Suddenly, the ground turned almost translucent, as a majestic and boundless unseen power settled over the spot—this force was so fine and vast, linking the Nine Netherworlds beneath to the Endless Thick Earth overhead, utterly arcane and beyond comprehension.

This was... attraction!

Zhao Sheng lifted off, hovering over the array, his Divine Thought enveloping the formation beneath and linking to its nucleus, poised to harness the Array’s might for a thousand-mile dash at any instant.

The setup he devised was the Ten Thousand Miles Flying Array, drawing on the heaven-and-earth gravitational pull for swift evasion.

This array proved incredibly challenging, yet he innovated it based on the Cross-border Transmission Array’s principles, crafting a fresh kind of formation.

Remember, transmission arrays weave in the laws of space-time and gravity. If the Space-time Beacon acts as the fixed point, gravity serves as the "thread" tying various space-time points together.

Lacking gravity equates to severing that thread, leading to disorientation amid space-time chaos.

Ordinarily, only Returning to Void Realm experts could establish Transmission Arrays.

Zhao Sheng’s cultivation remained modest for now, barring him from creating a full Transmission Array. Thus, he devised this Ten Thousand Miles Flying Array instead.

While it couldn’t cross space-time barriers, activating it allowed borrowing the earth’s force for an immediate thousand-mile journey, ideal for desperate escapes.

With the array complete, Zhao Sheng devoted over ten days to implanting various prohibitions and formations around the cavern, meant merely to stall and confine foes briefly.

All preparations done, he unexpectedly had idle moments, so he quietly practiced cultivation inside the cavern, biding his time for a specific chance to emerge.