I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, “Being born in the Divine Continent, perhaps, is not a legend anymore.”

During the prime of the path of immortality in Dongsheng Divine Continent, with many human immortals and true gods in charge, there would never be a scenario where a single person could change history.

From the appearance of the Heavenly Court to the abdication of the Heavenly Emperor, it was all part of an overwhelming tide of destiny.

No one could resist; they could only go with the flow!

Sun Changsheng said, “Thousands of years have passed; can that Demon Head still be alive?”

Zhou Yi said, “The method of corpses yields longevity by nature. If that Demon Head has cultivated to the state of returning to nothingness, his power would not be inferior to that of our second brother in his previous life, and he would have already been at the pinnacle among mortals!”

Sun Changsheng expressed his doubt, “Then shouldn’t he have ascended to immortality?”

“Nine Continents has long been without the method of ascension.”

Zhou Yi speculated that perhaps once the Spiritual Energy has revived to a certain level, immortals from higher realms would descend to this world to pass on their teachings and re-establish the Mend Heaven Sect and Severing Heaven Sect.

When the surge of Spiritual Energy declined and even faded away, the methods of the Immortal Sects became unsuitable for cultivation, which was when sects like the Pill Cauldron Sect and Spirit Sword Sect began to rise.

This period of time was exceedingly long, easily measured in millions of years!

“That would be great!”

Sun Changsheng, frustrated and scratching his head as if itching to fight the corpse now, asked, “Third Brother, are there other continents in this world?”

“Yes!”

Zhou Yi nodded affirmatively, “But I’m also unclear about the directions to those other continents.”

At this moment, recalling the past, it seemed that Ao Qin had deliberately given him the wrong direction. As a result, he did not find the continent where the Four Sacred Halls were located, but instead, he arrived at Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi’s lifespan was limitless; otherwise, he would have certainly perished along the way.

This fellow better not set up his own grave or have descendants to carry on his legacy; otherwise, Zhou Yi would definitely dance on his grave, bullying the younger generations!

“I was rather arrogant.”

Sun Changsheng suddenly became quiet and sat cross-legged, “The vastness of heaven and earth far surpasses just the Divine Continent. In the future, when I return to the Nine Continents with my third brother to seek revenge, I’ll wander the Four Seas!”

“That may be somewhat difficult.”

Zhou Yi said, “Do you know how many years it would take to travel from the Divine Continent to the Nine Continents?”

Sun Changsheng said, “Fifty years?”

The speed of an immortal cultivator’s Escape Skill is extreme, and Dongsheng Divine Continent is vast and boundless. In one day’s time, one could make a round trip, so fifty years of flying could cover countless miles.

“Difficult.”

Zhou Yi said, “The realm of human immortals is too high; passing through the Dead Spirit Sea Area, their cultivation dissipates severely, and nine-tenths of their mana is used for protection, not to mention traveling at full speed.”

“To go to the Nine Continents, it may take five hundred years at best, and there’s the risk of dissolving midway…”

The Demon Saint of the Four Sacred Halls traversed the vast ocean with the determination of potentially dissolving midway, which shows the difficulty and hardship involved.

Sun Changsheng exclaimed in surprise, “Such a distance, doesn’t that mean one could hardly traverse this realm in a lifetime?”

“This world, after all, was once home to Golden Immortals; it is indeed vast for the likes of us!”

Zhou Yi turned his head to look at the fabulous tree, smiling as he said, “However, if we travel with the fabulous tree, with its endless supply of Spiritual Energy, that makes things a lot simpler.”

Sun Changsheng urged, “Then we need you, Third Brother, to quickly bring it to maturity.”

“Of course.”

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. After getting rid of Yuan Ding, there were no more enemies in this world; only the task of mending the heavens remained.

Taking on the Heaven’s Mandate, three human immortal brothers and one human immortal disciple; in Zhou Yi’s eyes, this world was almost without any danger.

Sun Changsheng asked, “How should Yuan Ding’s soul be dealt with?”

“Disperse it so that his soul is scattered and spirit is extinguished!”

Zhou Yi had always been unreserved in his approach; had it not been for the inability to interfere with reincarnation, he would even eradicate the True Spirit of his enemies to prevent them from seeking revenge through rebirth one day.

After all, Yuan Ding was an exterior realm True God; keeping him would be a nuisance that couldn’t be dealt with back and forth!

From then on.

Zhou Yi was rapidly maturing the fabulous tree day and night, exhausting his mana, which he replenished immediately with Spirit Pills, especially since he had the support of Heavenly Court.

Ten years later.

In Red Water, an Innate Spiritual Object appeared, condensing a drop of Heavenly Dao True Dew.

Before the gods of Heavenly Court could arrive, the waiting ox had already taken the Innate Spiritual Object away.

Another hundred years passed.

At the capital mountain, another Innate Spiritual Object appeared, but vanished in the blink of an eye with just a flash of light.

The same Innate Spiritual Object increased the chance of transcendence in tribulation by ten percent.

Zhou Yi was helping to mend the Heavenly Leak, and Old Heaven was cheating to help him succeed in transcending tribulation. It was a win-win!

As time went on, centuries passed.

Time flowed like a river.

The Heavenly Emperor abdicated after a thousand years on the throne, willingly ceding his position to the worthy.

The third-generation Heavenly Emperor was Green Lotus, who was also the first human and the first from the demon race to ascend to the throne.

Under the administration of the Heavenly Court, the population in Dongsheng Divine Continent prospered exceedingly, multiplying over a hundredfold since the time of Divine Enthronement, with many barren hills and wild lands turned into fertile fields, and countless villages transformed into cities.

With the population boom came ten times, a hundred times more cultivators.

The Daoist academies were overflowing with disciples; assessments that once had a ninety percent pass rate now required queuing even for those who scored full marks to cultivate.

As such.

It was inevitable that mortals would harbor resentment, believing that the Heavenly Court had sealed off their avenues of advancement.

At the end of Green Lotus Heavenly Emperor’s reign, he retracted all Daoist academies and commanded Mountain Gods, River Lords, and City Gods to remain hidden, while the Sui Department Righteous God no longer patrolled the Divine Continent.

Cultivators were strictly forbidden to manifest their sainthood, and any interference in the mortal affairs was not allowed, not even familial business ventures were permitted support.

For a hundred years, the Heavenly Court seemingly vanished without a trace.

People, now without divine overseers, began to experience large-scale land annexations due to no longer having favorable winds and rain, escalating to conflicts and eventually, war.

Years of continuous warfare led to a sharp decline in population.

Heavenly Mountain.

At the mountain’s peak stood a colossal tree, hundreds of zhang tall.

Zhou Yi was seated in meditation under the tree, silently listening to the report from an ox, learning that the population of the Mortal World had dwindled to what it was five hundred years ago.

Moo!

The ox inquired whether the Heavenly Court would reappear and resume governing the mortals.

“Has it come to this in just a hundred years?”

Zhou Yi sighed softly. As the number of cultivators skyrocketed without the balance of righteous and demonic paths to consume them, the Spiritual Objects of Dongsheng Divine Continent could hardly sustain the drain.

Without Spiritual Objects, cultivators lacked mana, and without incense, the True Gods would face turmoil!

Even if Celestial Gods and True Gods oversaw them, once the pathway to the Dao was cut off, they might resort to desperate measures.

The Heavenly Court faced the same issue that had plagued the three Immortals of old: resources were insufficient to support the burgeoning population and cultivators, and without the calamities of the past, the only choice was to temporarily close the gates of immortality.

Waiting calmly for the cultivators to die of old age, leaving only those with little life left, the Immortal Dao could then be reopened!

Zhou Yi had commanded Green Lotus to conceal the Heavenly Court and to silently observe the transformations of the mortal realm. He had not foreseen that the population of the Cultivation World had not decreased when the Mortal World was already engulfed in warfare with a sharp drop in population.

“A world without external adversaries will inevitably collapse…”

Zhou Yi now empathized with the plight Dajue Arhat once faced; he wasn’t succumbing to evil, there truly was no other path to take.

To sit idly by while the Mortal World was torn by war, waiting for the cultivators to pass away naturally or to instigate a millennial calamity, reducing the number of cultivators through slaughter—the end result of both options would be the same!

“Immortals and demons share a common origin. Without one, the world cannot function properly!”

Zhou Yi’s brow furrowed deeply. This problem was also beyond his capacity to solve, and he reluctantly said, “We’ll wait for a few hundred more years. Once a great majority of the cultivators from the Cultivation World have passed on, we can intervene to calm the mortal affairs!”

Moo!

The ox questioned why not control the Mortal World from behind the scenes, where peace would prevent wars just with proper climate.

Zhou Yi spoke somberly, “Spiritual Objects can no longer sustain the Cultivation World. We can seal the path to cultivation, but if one day the Divine Continent can no longer sustain mortals, do we raise our blades for slaughter?”

The ox remained silent for a long while, then slowly shook its head and passed on the orders.

“By acting in such a manner, how am I any different from a Demon Head? Or perhaps it could be said that my hands are not directly stained with blood!”

Zhou Yi composed his mind and began to chant spells, continuing to ripen the Heavenly Tree.

As the chief deity, he could monitor the growth stage of the Heavenly Tree. Every time it reached a certain phase, he would be gifted Innate Spiritual Objects. When the Heavenly Tree could finally mend the heavens, Zhou Yi would be ready to tranquilly overcome his tribulation.

A hundred years passed by.

Green Lotus Heavenly Emperor abdicated, and a True God from the Severing Heaven Sect took charge of the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court, at this point, was in a state of complete lockdown. The Heavenly Emperor attending court was merely to have idle chats with the gods or to capture cultivators who secretly descended to the Mortal World or manifested their divinity.

Cultivators on the brink of death, without exception, aspired to pass on their lineage, stealthily venturing into the Mortal World in search of fine talents, resulting in many strange and wondrous legends within the mortal realm.

Once such actions were discovered by the Heavenly Court, the culprits along with their disciples and sects were imprisoned in the heavenly jail as a warning to others.

Five hundred years later.

The population of the Cultivation World had plummeted by ninety percent, all cultivators beneath the Nascent Soul level had perished.

Another hundred years passed.

Green Lotus Heavenly Emperor abdicated, and a True God from the Severing Heaven Sect took charge of the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court, at this point, was in a state of complete lockdown. The Heavenly Emperor attending court was merely to have idle chats with the gods or to capture cultivators who secretly descended to the Mortal World or manifested their divinity.

Cultivators on the brink of death, without exception, aspired to pass on their lineage, stealthily venturing into the Mortal World in search of fine talents, resulting in many strange and wondrous legends within the mortal realm.

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