Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 828 - 419: Spiritual Qi Revival in the Void Realm, Refining Void

Meanwhile, deep within a certain enigmatic dimension.

A desolate expanse of black earth stretched out, stripped of all life and seemingly saturated with an eternal curse.

At the heart of this wasteland stood a terrifying tree of white bone. Its structure was entirely formed from macabre skeletal remains; the trunk, as thick as the thigh bone of a giant, appeared to be pieced together. Its surface was marred by fine fractures, yet it radiated an aura of indestructible power.

Its contorted branches resembled massive finger bones reaching toward the sky, ending in claw-like tips that seemed ready to snatch any passerby.

The branches were devoid of foliage, consisting only of pale joints that cast a chilling glint in the shadows. Wisps of dark mist occasionally coiled around them, heightening the sinister atmosphere.

The roots were even more gruesome, plunging into the earth like a swarm of colossal bone serpents. These were not smooth, but were instead jagged with bone spurs and warped lumps; every time they bored into the ground, the earth seemed to let out a groan of agony.

Wherever these roots crawled, life vanished, replaced by a sea of skulls.

These heads varied in size and condition—some remained whole while others were shattered—but ghostly green flames flickered within their sockets, as if a thousand eyes were fixed upon the world.

Rather than being scattered randomly, the skulls were arranged into intricate rune formations. They pulsed with a dim, blood-red light, connecting to form a massive and cryptic diagram across the terrain.

The entire area was thick with a repulsive aura—a stagnant blend of rot, gore, and death that made one gag with every breath.

The air vibrated with the wails of countless tormented souls. Their shrill, feeble cries echoed around the white bone tree, trapped forever and denied the chance of reincarnation.

Upon closer inspection, transparent figures could be seen drifting near the tree. Some possessed monstrous faces, while others wore shredded rags, their eyes overflowing with resentment and suffering.

Bound by the roots of the white bone tree, these spirits were being systematically fed into the runes, serving as fuel for the tree to drain the world's origin energy.

Like a gargantuan vampire, the white bone tree used its roots and runes to greedily siphoned the origin energy from the land and the world at large.

Each time energy was drawn, the joints of the trunk produced a sharp "crack," the runes glowed with greater intensity, and the shrieks of the bound souls became even more piercing.

Through this twisted cycle of energy, the scene grew increasingly ominous—a literal hell on earth radiating pure despair.

Boom—!

At that moment, following the unnatural demise of Daoist Yuanqing, a wave of dark, malevolent power suddenly stirred, as if a curse had been jolted awake.

"Number 98997 has fallen."

"I did not expect the contingency placed upon Daoist Yuanqing to be uncovered."

"It appears the Child of Destiny of this era possesses some genuine capability."

"No matter. It is merely the final, desperate struggle of the Void Realm’s Heavenly Dao. It is beneath our concern."

"Indeed. It was only a minor backup; its failure was always a possibility."

"Still, the appearance of the Child of Destiny means the counterattack of the Void Realm’s Heavenly Dao has officially commenced."

"Even if it is a futile battle, we could suffer significant losses if we are not cautious."

"This grand design cannot be allowed to fail. If it does, we all perish."

"It is a pity we are bound by the Void Realm’s Heavenly Dao and cannot step beyond the territory of the Tree of Eternal Life. Otherwise, a mere Child of Destiny could be crushed with a single thought."

"The issue lies in his potential growth. If he continues to develop alongside that Immortal Artifact, the Human Emperor Sword, he may become a nuisance. We must snuff him out before he matures."

"But we are currently unable to take direct action against him."

"The Heavenly Dao of the Void Realm is currently thrashing about, attempting to trigger a spiritual energy revival to return to the glory of the Ancient Era."

"Hahaha, is that not a benefit to us? We should not obstruct it; we should assist it."

"Precisely. This is the final spark of the Void Realm’s Heavenly Dao. Once this effort is crushed, the world's Heavenly Dao will have no strength left to resist. It will be finished."

"In that case, let us hasten the spiritual energy revival of the Void Realm. Simultaneously, we shall bolster the strength of the demons. Slaughter the living in great numbers and drain the vitality of this world."

"He is just a Child of Destiny from a Mortal World. It would not be the first time we have slain such a being."

The various malevolent entities continued their discussion.

Though they were confined to this space, they still possessed the means to project power and sow chaos throughout the Void Realm.

They had already scattered traps across the entire Void Realm.

The world was already caught in their web, a mere plaything in their hands.

For the inhabitants of this realm to dream of survival was nothing more than a delusion.

Even with a Child of Destiny leading them, the fate of total destruction could not be avoided.

......

A day passed.

Southern Continent, Void Secret Realm, Taixu Hall.

Jiang Fan had finished a thorough sweep of the Taixu Hall for any remaining valuables.

Regrettably, because the destruction of the Taixu Sect had been so absolute, the only treasures left—aside from the Human Emperor Sword and the Taixu Order—were various inheritances of cultivation techniques.

Beyond those, resources such as spirit medicines and magical treasures were nowhere to be found.