Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1528: 828: Stealing the Treasure

Blizzard-like snow descends relentlessly, while a piercing icy gale cuts through to the marrow, blanketing the entire realm in endless whiteness.

Dark, heavy clouds loom overhead, casting an indescribable sense of pressure, as the Sky-reaching Cliff towers skyward, piercing the heart of the barren frozen wasteland like an immense column upholding the heavens and the earth.

High up in the firmament, frosty vapors swirl and surge, with the grand Cloud Sea dominating the whole of the celestial dome.

Within a particular section of the Cloud Sea, a cluster of Cloud Mist approaches from the distance, steadily drawing near to the Sky-reaching Cliff.

This Cloud Mist seamlessly blends with the nearby clouds, betraying no hint of irregularity.

Enormous and savage demonic creatures occasionally streak by over the Cloud Sea, some almost disrupting this Cloud Mist cluster, but none of the demonic beasts detect anything unusual about it.

Unbeknownst to all, concealed deep inside the Cloud Mist is a Cloud Mirror that flickers in and out of visibility, apparently present but elusive, steadily releasing subtle streams of cloud essence to keep the encircling Cloud Mist intact.

Right now, inside the Mirror Realm, Zhao Sheng perches upon the Cloud Platform, enveloped by coiling vapors, as eight angular Water Mirrors materialize in front of him, each one vividly displaying the external surroundings.

As moments tick by, the Cloud Mist generated by the Mirage Cloud Mirror quietly edges toward the Sky-reaching Cliff, ultimately fusing with the ambient haze.

Perched elevated on the Cloud Platform, Zhao Sheng casts his eyes across the eight-sided Water Mirror, observing the Sky-reaching Cliff riddled with caves of varying sizes, where myriad demonic beasts dart in and out, creating a scene of frantic activity.

The nearer one gets to the top, the grander the dimensions of the cliffside caverns become, although their quantity dwindles markedly.

At the same time, the mightier the demonic beasts, the vaster the dwellings they claim, positioned likewise higher up toward the crest.

Starting from the midpoint of the Sky-reaching Cliff and ascending, it essentially belongs to the domain of the Green-winged Roc clan, with scarce signs of other demonic beast kinds.

Following a few days, the snowfall ceases, leaving the heavens pristine and unclouded.

A booming, resonant cry erupts from the pinnacle of the Sky-reaching Cliff, instantly igniting the whole structure into frenzied uproar, as innumerable demonic beasts screech in response, pledging utmost allegiance to their sovereign.

In mere instants, three colossal Green-winged Rocs, each as immense as a mountain and nearest to the summit, launch from the edge, then ascend into the azure expanse, wheeling about with prolonged roars.

Following that, successive Green-winged Rocs, each roughly half the size but still exceeding three hundred feet in span, burst forth from the inferior caverns, swiftly climbing into the heavens.

Upon precise tally, the mobilized Green-winged Rocs number exactly thirty-three, and even the tiniest possesses power surpassing the Nascent Soul.

Once the Green-winged Roc clan departs, the Snow Mountain Giant Eagles, Golden Divine Eagles, Three-headed Vultures, and various other formidable demonic beasts emerge in sequence.

An hour passes, and close to a hundred mighty aerial behemoths circle outside the Sky-reaching Cliff, packing the sky so thickly that they eclipse the light over a hundred miles of terrain below.

Concealed inside the Mirage Cloud Mirror, Zhao Sheng suppresses his presence to the extreme, merging the mirror flawlessly with the enveloping mists, without leaking any unusual energy.

From this formation, it appears the long-dormant ruler of the Demon Country is at last launching a significant campaign.

As anticipated, the event unfolds without shock!

Shortly thereafter, a radiant golden beam erupts abruptly from the apex of the Sky-reaching Cliff.

This golden beam moves with lightning speed, materializing in a flash above the head of the greatest Green-winged Roc, shifting into the form of a middle-aged man clad in a golden Feather Robe and crowned with a Purple Gold Crown.

The man stands tall, featuring a hooked beak-like nose and broad mouth, his slit-like eyes sharp as blades, flashing with sparks of lightning upon each blink, radiating an aura of absolute authority.

This individual is none other than the sovereign of the Green Peng Demon Country, the Demon Emperor at the Returning to Void Realm, patriarch of the Green-winged Roc clan, Jun Beiming!

Upon his emergence, Jun Beiming appears to detect something off, abruptly swiveling toward the Sky-reaching Cliff, his predatory gaze icy and merciless, striking like bolts of thunder.

Inside the nested Mirror, Zhao Sheng's heart skips a beat, prompting him to swiftly flick his sleeve and dissolve the eight-sided Water Mirror, while shutting his eyes in focus, instantly erasing his presence to mimic an lifeless statue.

Jun Beiming's eyes roam over the Sky-reaching Cliff, deploying his unparalleled Divine Thought to envelop the adjacent thousand miles of emptiness, probing it over a dozen times, but uncovering nothing amiss.

A short while later, Jun Beiming, face impassive, withdraws his scrutiny, then pulses the Void with his Divine Thought, commanding his underlings to advance.

Abruptly, a tremendous gale whips up in the skies, as the nearly hundred potent demonic beasts beat their wings together, hurtling toward the distant horizon.

Trailing them at the Sky-reaching Cliff, myriad demonic beasts pour from their lairs, taking to the air, swooping and unleashing choruses of shrill calls, as though bidding farewell to the departing forces or heralding a triumphant homecoming.

Subsequently, tens of thousands of demonic beasts retreat into their caverns, and tranquility returns to the Sky-reaching Cliff.

The sun climbs to its zenith at noon, then arcs slowly toward the west.

Before long, the setting sun dips below the horizon, ushering in the cloak of night.

In an instant, midnight arrives, illuminated by a luminous moon and a canopy of twinkling stars.

At that hour, a puff of cloud essence ascends with the frigid flow into the lofty heights, then drifts soundlessly toward the cliff's peak.

The summit of the cliff bristles with dense layers of Prohibitions, while a vast platform overhead is encased in a hemispherical Barrier that, under the cover of darkness, glows with a soft azure hue.

Yet, upon contact with the Barrier's edge, the cloud essence scatters immediately, fading from sight.

However, unseen by any, a mirror has already stealthily pierced the Barrier, soaring into the summit area.

The Mirage Cloud Mirror shifts once more into a veil of Water Vapor, gradually wafting into the cluster of palaces, and releasing additional Water Vapor to diffuse around every structure.

Zhao Sheng remains hidden within the Mirage Cloud Mirror, employing the Water Mirror Technique to scour the entirety of the palace grounds.

It isn't long before he effortlessly locates the access to the Treasure Cave.

Without Jun Tianxing's betrayal providing insight, Zhao Sheng would never have suspected that the overt Treasure Hall serves merely as a decoy, with the actual entry to the Treasure Cave lying hidden directly under the king's throne.