Aspiring to the Immortal Path

The restoration of the mental connection caused information to flow again, and Tang Jie immediately learned what had happened back in the Rosecloud Domain.

At this time, the Divine Soul of Tang Jie’s avatar was struggling with Yu Cheng for control of his body. Yu Cheng had yet to let the Basking Moon Sect off, and the avatar’s Divine Soul was protected by the power of Fate, so Yu Cheng had yet to discover the connection. But Tang Jie knew that Yu Cheng was smart enough to notice the Fate power, find its source, and execute a solution.

The Basking Moon Sect would be safe, but Tang Jie would be in danger. Not only that, the fact that the original body was alive would also be revealed.

No, he had to hide the connection before Yu Cheng discovered it. Tang Jie instantly began to think through potential solutions.

There were two ways of hiding it. One was to sever the connection, and the other was to borrow the power of Fate.

He was unwilling to sever the connection right now. Yu Cheng had just been reborn, and in terms of cultivation, Divine Will, or understanding of the outside world, he was at his weakest. This was a time to spy on his abilities, seek out his flaws, and discover potential opportunities so that he had a chance to survive. Once Yu Cheng had stabilized and gained a clear-eyed understanding of the situation, he would no longer get an opportunity.

So he could only rely on the second method.

He was innately severed from the Dao, so he naturally couldn’t have any Fate power.

But there was someone who did!

Tang Jie looked out of the formation and called out, “Posha, come to me, quickly!”

Above Heaven City, the battle was still going, but the tables had started to turn.

The Nether God’s injury and departure and the deaths of Zoros and Flying Swallow had had a major effect on the ghosts. First of all, the Ghost Kings were intelligent, so while Zoros’s death might have had no effect on the mindless ghosts, it did affect the Ghost Kings, who had lost the will to fight. Secondly, the ghosts had been answering the summons of a Nether Emperor, so his death had cut off the flow of reinforcements. Thirdly, the ghost fog had also been linked to the Nether Emperor, and with Zoros’s death, the ghost fog had begun to retreat, no longer applying so much pressure on the human cultivators.

Wang Posha swung his rusted blade over and over, and the twenty-one Ghost Kings arrayed against him unexpectedly found themselves lacking. The rusted blade sliced through a barrier and took aim at a Ghost King. The other ghosts rushed to his rescue, but to their surprise, the rusted saber changed directions and swung at another Ghost King.

All the Ghost Kings cried out in panic, “Shit!”

Just when it seemed like this high-tier Ghost King was about to die—an opportunity that Wang Posha had created by taking the blows of no less than twelve Ghost Kings—Tang Jie called for him.

The rusted saber froze.

Wang Posha turned around and said, “Master is calling me. I leave the rest to you.”

He flew downward without the slightest hesitation, leaving behind a bewildered Ghost King. But just when he was about to celebrate his survival, a brilliant wave of saber light from Cai Junyang headed his way.

As Wang Posha entered the Chaos Net Heavenly Formation, he was greeted by a shower of silver light.

Wang Posha pushed through without pause.

Several hundred ghost generals attacked, but with one swing of his blade, all of them were cut down, and he continued onward.

He then saw numerous civilians calling for help. With the retreat of the Nether God, the formation had stopped functioning, and the civilians had finally been freed, but they were still stuck in the formation.

Wang Posha kept charging forward without a second glance.

Traps couldn’t stop him, ghosts couldn’t slow him, and not even the cries of mortals could soften his heart.

His master had ordered him to come quickly, so he would get there as quickly as he could, and nothing could stop him!

His master’s orders were supreme!

As swift as lightning, with all the force of a raging river, he charged into the core of the formation, reaching Tang Jie’s side and prostrating.

“Master, your disciple has come!”

Carrying out the task without the slightest question or hesitation! This was Wang Posha!

Tang Jie smiled in satisfaction. “Posha, I need your help.”

“Master, order me as you please. Your disciple will do as you command!”

“This will be very dangerous, and you might have to pay a heavy price.”

“I could walk through a sea of fire for Master!”

“What if it cost you your fortune, your future, and potentially your life?”

Wang Posha firmly said, “If that is what you wish, then I am willing!”

“Good!” Tang Jie shouted. “If that’s the case, lend me your life and your Fate!”

He plunged a hand into Wang Posha’s chest.

Pain instantly filled his mind, as if something had bitten down into him and was frantically devouring all he had: his energy, his strength, his fortune, and his life…

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After flying for half a day, Yu Cheng’s group reached a secluded mountain valley.

This valley was protected by a formidable defensive formation, but more troublesome was that it would self-destruct if it encountered some attack it could not endure. Even a Boundless Gold Immortal would find it hard to deal with. But since it was Tang Jie who had laid it down, it was useless against Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng easily opened the formation and led the Immortals into the valley, within which was a teleportation formation.

Yu Cheng laughed and activated the formation, upon which energy began to surge through it. Yu Cheng and company stepped into the formation. This formation was originally unable to transport Immortal Platform cultivators, but Tang Jie had upgraded it countless times and had already broken through this bottleneck. As for Boundless Gold Immortals, their cultivation was so formidable that they could conceal their cultivation and use the formation as they pleased.

The Immortals set off for the Vast Wilderness World.

But the moment the teleportation activated, Yu Cheng had an ill foreboding.

The teleportation space began to pulse and ripple as a spatial storm howled over.

Of course, a Boundless Gold Immortal could hold off a spatial storm. The problem was the black cudgel flying out of the void.

It seemed like a plain black cudgel, but as it hurtled toward Yu Cheng, he shouted, “Starshatter Iron! Wu Antian, so you really were alive!”

The black cudgel swung toward Yu Cheng’s skull.

Yu Cheng thrust out the Xuanyuan Sword, knocking back that Starshatter Iron. But the explosion of energy from their clash was so great that all of the Immortals behind Yu Cheng howled in pain.

As Yu Cheng blocked this blow, a hand as delicate as a baby’s appeared and thrust toward Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng grimaced and coldly chuckled. “Sage Mother of the West, so you really did betray this emperor? It seems that you were one of the plotters behind the rebellion! But the two of you aren’t enough to kill this emperor with such an ambush!”

He slowly pushed out his left hand, an immense force gathering within it and pushing back at the delicate hand. As they clashed, Yu Cheng suddenly laughed. “Slaughter!”

Countless palm blasts shot out in the form of the Skyrend Swordfall, though perhaps it was better to call it the Skyrend Palmfall, infused with the cultivation of a Gold Immortal. That delicate hand was instantly obliterated.

Another terrifying blast of energy ripped through the teleportation space, and the gathered Immortals suffered and screamed once more, this aftershock essentially taking three of their lives each.

But this wasn’t the end of it. An aurora appeared in the distance, shooting toward Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng’s face stiffened in rage. “Traitorous disciple, you dare!”

The Xuanyuan Sword unleashed a vast wave of sword energy at the aurora. While the aurora did melt away like snow under the summer sun in the face of that ancient sword’s God-slaying powers, the third wave of aftershocks was more than the Immortals at Yu Cheng’s side could handle.

The Xuanyuan Sword was simply too powerful for the injured Immortals to endure, and two of them died on the spot. Only the Azure Dragon, the Lithos Dragon, and Essence Refiner survived, but they were all heavily wounded.

But it was still not the end.

Another powerful will appeared in the teleportation space.

Although this will did not attack, it made Yu Cheng’s heart jump in fear.

“Three Sages Ancestor, you’ve also come to kill me?” Yu Cheng barked.

The Three Sages Ancestor was a figure of the same era as him, one of the Dao-Proving Saint Immortals of the Stellar Chiliocosm, an apex existence. But he had retired to his Three Sages Mountain Domain ten thousand years ago. He was not as famous as Yu Cheng, and he also had been a little weaker. But he was much stronger than the current Yu Cheng.

There was a soft sigh. “My old friend Yu Cheng, have you been well? Although I do not wish to involve myself in mortal affairs, mortal affairs insist themselves upon me. Your desire to comprehend the Heavenly Dao is not tolerated by the world, and I have come in service of the will of the world to slay you. So long as you are willing to give up this Immortal body, this old man will not strike.”

Yu Cheng laughed. “‘Give up this Immortal body’? Are you joking? I slumbered for ten thousand years to comprehend the Twelve Great Daos, and now all the Daos have entered my soul and heart. Even if I give up this body, I can come back again, and would you still be able to tolerate me?”

One who sought to comprehend the Heavenly Dao was essentially coveting the supreme authority of the will of the world. Thus, whether it was Yu Cheng’s uniting the Daos or the Martial Lord’s betraying the Daos, they were both unacceptable to the will of the Stellar Chiliocosm. One was a minister conspiring for the throne and the other was a peasant raising the flag of rebellion, but both of them wanted the same thing.

Thus, while Yu Cheng had successfully completed the Fake Sky, False Sun Immortal Art and been reborn, Tang Jie was not the only one attempting to stop him. He knew this, which was why he had left behind his body to recover his strength.

Alas, even like this, the people pursuing represented an immense threat. But Yu Cheng knew that if he could overcome this trial, the will of the Stellar Chiliocosm would find it hard to challenge him again.

But this was the hardest trial to overcome.

At this moment, a voice rang out in his mind:

“Work with me and I can ensure your survival!”

Tang Jie!