Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1984 - 1461: Forcibly Inserting

Desperate and cornered, the cultivators found themselves compelled to journey northward, targeting the beings of the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance in a bid to cleanse their own karma via warfare against them.

However, upon reaching the Northern Domain, they were stunned to learn that the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance showed absolutely no desire to take up their gauntlet!

Initially, the cultivators were utterly perplexed, failing to grasp the reason for such rejection and evasion. Without addressing their karma at this juncture, it would prove far more challenging to rectify once the great calamity concluded.

Should karma persist in binding them, it might lead to abrupt qi deviation during cultivation, plunging them into insanity.

Ultimately, only after intimidation from a handful of Heavenly Immortal cultivators did the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance disclose the cause of their avoidance: every one of them had already settled their karma!

"What?!"

"How is that possible?"

"Impossible!"

This revelation hit like a boulder stirring endless ripples; even the seasoned Heavenly Immortals reacted with instinctive disbelief.

"Because we offered up a Taixu Illusionary Realm born from a transformed Great Thousand World..." Having revealed a portion, they decided to divulge the full truth. After all, such a technique was improbable to recur.

It turned out to be sheer happenstance—some time earlier, a Heavenly Immortal was traversing the Void close to the Primal Spirit Realm and stumbled upon this very Taixu Illusionary Realm.

Given its remarkably elevated level, neither he nor his kin could assist the Heavenly Dao in refining it swiftly on their own.

The extended the postponement, the more the world's origin would fade away, diminishing their gains accordingly, so they bargained with fellow races, drawing them all into the effort.

Consequently, just as they completed the refinement of the Taixu Illusionary Realm, the great calamity burst forth mere days later!

At the outset, it struck the feebler, thinly spread minor races. Anxious that their legacies might perish in the storm, they promptly expended their fresh merit to erase their karma, thereby escaping the great calamity right from its dawn.

As word of this circulated, numerous other races emulated the action.

Yet for certain bigger races, the acquired merit fell short, compelling them to contribute some of their personal merit too.

There was simply no option—the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had only reemerged and flourished in the recent millennia. While that duration seems extensive, for an organization, it remains somewhat inadequate.

Particularly because all these races contended with a common issue: their birth rates were exceedingly low!

Hence, despite the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance now boasting several Heavenly Immortals, they sorely lacked heirs and emerging powerhouses.

For this reason, they were deeply averse to joining the great calamity, opting to expend more merit at a steeper cost over even contemplating conflict with rival groups.

Nevertheless!

Those select Heavenly Immortals, upon learning that the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had processed a degraded Great Thousand World into a Taixu Illusionary Realm, experienced yet another jolt of surprise.

Their fortune was simply astounding—bordering on the absurd!

Observing the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance’s impregnable fortifications and precautions—and above all, their complete disinterest in combat—

This implied that the Immortal Tao would need to expend far more just to compel their foes into engaging.

But pursuing this course might result in the Immortal Tao failing to breach the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance’s barriers before incurring heavy wounds and setbacks. What purpose would that serve?

Once again at a loss, the cultivators had no recourse but to depart the Northern Domain.

"What should we do now?" one Heavenly Immortal couldn’t resist inquiring.

The Divine Path remains detached above the firmament; the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had already surmounted the calamity and withdrawn from involvement; the Sea Clan and Demonic Tao, the human race and the Devil Race, had turned into mutual adversaries!

Put differently, across the expansive Primal Spirit Realm, the Immortal Tao struggled to locate even one comparable faction to confront and thereby purge their karma.

"We can’t very well have the Immortal Tao slaughter each other among ourselves, can we?"

It wasn’t fear of mockery from other groups that deterred them; instead, infighting would wreak even worse devastation and decline on the Immortal Tao!

The great calamity was no mere fanciful contest—it constituted a genuine and savage carnage!

Two factions couldn’t clash amid the calamity and then seamlessly revert to harmony once it passed.

Planting enmity was the standard outcome; post-calamity, the rivals would probably ignite fresh warfare!

At that juncture, no matter the result, such a major conflict would surely claim lives.

And this peril wasn’t isolated but would affect the Immortal Tao as a whole!

No matter the Immortal Tao’s formidable might, successive calamities coupled with civil discord would unavoidably erode their power drastically.

Wouldn’t that create openings for the competing camps?

Thus, under no circumstances would they consent to clearing karma via civil war within the Immortal Tao.

"What do you all think of dividing our troops into two groups, directing them toward the West Continent and the Southern Domain respectively, and under the guise of supporting the human race, thrusting ourselves forcefully into the fray?" Li Zhixuan proposed her strategy.

When the Demonic Tao retreated, she hadn’t parted from the forces right away, as she was uncertain where to pursue her inner aspirations, so she trailed them to the Northern Domain and returned by flight.

Through extensive reflection, she ultimately devised this approach of dividing their efforts.

"Excellent!"

"That’s a sound idea!"

...

Yet Li Zhixuan hadn’t foreseen that, upon hearing her suggestion, the rest promptly approved with nods.

They lacked alternatives—their predicament was genuinely dire at present!

Adrift and uncertain of their next move, their formerly fervent spirits, worn down through repeated blows, had completely faded.