Chapter 309: Retreat Route

What is the most important element in the Heaven and Earth Paradises?

Foremost are naturally the accumulated primordial energies of the world, painstakingly gathered over hundreds of years by earthly and celestial immortals! Unfortunately, with the fall of the celestial immortal, this stored energy would certainly dissipate immediately.

Otherwise, if the original force were still present to suppress and stabilize, the paradise would not have been destroyed.

Next comes the various carefully cultivated resources, with humans being the most valuable! Particularly the disciples within the paradise, carefully selected as seeds of the Dao, possessing extraordinary talent in cultivation.

Once accepted into the sect and given slight guidance and instruction, they would immediately become the backbone for the future!

The celestial immortals of this world have deeply understood and realized this principle, and would not recklessly compete for treasures, making the foolish mistake of buying the box and returning the pearl.

In the Four Symbols Paradise, the location of the immortal sect,

Amidst the shaking heavens and earth, a scene akin to the end of the world, suddenly a clear light appeared, transforming into a grand and mighty voice above the palace: “This one is a celestial immortal of the Flying Immortal Dao! Since the Four Symbols Immortal has perished, the paradise is doomed to collapse. If you are willing to change your allegiance, kneel and swear loyalty. Otherwise, you shall all be reduced to ashes! Do not say I did not warn you!”

The remaining disciples were momentarily hesitant.

Yet, with the apocalyptic scene, the prior disappearance of the sect leader, elders, and core disciples, they could sense something ominous.

Some newly initiated disciples or those with youthful appearances hesitated, but one middle-aged Daoist priest immediately knelt down: “I, Pang Zhongyu, hereby swear to sever ties with my former sect and join the Flying Immortal Dao. From this day forward, I shall devote myself entirely to the Flying Immortal Dao, serving with my life. If I break this oath, may my Dao heart shatter, my mind be devoured by inner demons, and may I be struck down by heavenly thunder!”

“Good!”

Although this person was somewhat older, with a somewhat fixed cultivation foundation and techniques, for the sake of setting an example, a ray of clear light immediately descended, welcoming and guiding him away.

“Indeed… even the sect leader has abandoned us. What else can we do?”

With the first to take the lead, the remaining Daoists quickly realized: “We are willing to change our Daoist lineages! We are willing to change our Daoist lineages!”

In the face of the possibility of immortality, how many would willingly embrace death?

Clear light poured down like a savior’s ark, rescuing Daoists on the brink of calamity one by one.

Even if their foundations were already set, they were still a source of strength. Though they might not enter the inner sect, serving as outer sect attendants or clerks was still a worthwhile investment.

The young celestial immortal indulged in the spoils, his face filled with the joy of a farmer reaping a bountiful harvest.

Of course, some Daoists seemed emotionally attached, shouting about dying alongside their sect, and he let them have their way.

Opportunity had already been given; those who still failed to seize it truly deserved to perish!

Boom!

The void opened, and another voice emerged:

“I am from the Tian Shan Sect…”

“Yun Shui Sect…”

“Looks like competitors have arrived…” the young celestial immortal inwardly grumbled, yet allowed them to proceed, each using their own methods to recruit these promising cultivators.

This was part of an unspoken understanding beforehand; after all, everyone would profit and no one would leave empty-handed.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, within a desolate wilderness,

The void rippled, transforming into infinite lines, rapidly merging and opening a black hole.

A golden wooden boat broke through chaos and turbulence, emerging from the void.

At the bow stood an old Daoist priest, his expression as solemn as a mountain—none other than the former sect leader of the Four Symbols Sect!

Behind him were disciples filling every inch of space, roughly divided into two groups.

One group consisted of cultivators above the True Man level, while the other was composed of young disciples, bright and perceptive.

These were the last elite of the Four Symbols Sect, balancing strength and potential, the final choice after many sacrifices, and the last hope for the continuation of the sect’s lineage!

“Master, have we arrived at the Great Shang already?”

Behind the sect leader, a young female Daoist, with slightly reddened eyes, asked. Though appearing no more than sixteen, her spiritual radiance revealed her already at the True Man level!

“Correct… Unfortunately, this ‘Posha Sky Piercing Boat’ has limited capacity… I couldn’t rescue more people…”

The sect leader sighed, concealing what was happening within the paradise.

If he had more time for a few more trips, rescuing more people was certainly possible. However, the situation was too sudden, leaving no time, and secondly, he dared not return to the trap himself.

After all, while a celestial immortal might accept some outstanding disciples as new blood, what would he, the sect leader and spiritual figurehead, be considered?

Even if spared out of respect for being a fellow immortal sect, he would certainly be shelved, his influence gradually eroded, his followers stripped away, and his power dismantled piece by piece.

Cultivators are still human, so the ways of the mundane world naturally applied!

“But… Master Qi, Lin Senior Sister and the others…”

Even at the True Man level, the female Daoist could not suppress her emotions, clearly reluctant.

“Enough! Do not act like a sentimental child!”

The sect leader frowned, coldly scolding.

His authority remained, and with this shout, the entire hall fell silent, many Daoists gazing at him as if finding their pillar of support.

The sect leader slightly nodded, knowing that the accumulated spirit of the sect over centuries still remained.

Of course, this could not last long, so he must give them an enemy, a goal.

“The ancestors have perished, the paradise has been destroyed…”

His eyes reddened: “The foundation of our Four Symbols Sect has been completely ruined…”

Mentioning this, even with his tempered Dao heart, he could not help but feel disturbed: “But our great enemy remains. We must not slacken—we must seek revenge!”

“Correct!”

“Revenge!”

Many Daoists present had lived their entire lives within the paradise, their families and relatives all within. With its destruction, their eyes turned blood-red.

“And furthermore… the task of reviving the Four Symbols Sect lineage also falls upon our shoulders. Fellow Daoists…”

The sect leader earnestly bowed: “I beg you all to unite with me and overcome this crisis together!”

“All will follow the sect leader’s command!”

The gathered Daoists loudly replied, their morale rising.

“Good!”

The sect leader nodded, his mind rapidly thinking: “The immediate priority is to find a foothold for the sect within the Great Zhou… Sigh, in the past, with the paradise as a retreat, we did not invest much in the mundane world. I don’t even know if the few hidden contacts are still reliable. And those friendly immortal sects that once showed us respect—now that our ancestors have perished…”

These complex problems immediately gave him a massive headache, yet he had to persevere.

After all, without doing so, he could not grasp power!

As the leader of an immortal sect, commanding countless Daoists, as long as he still wished to hold this position for one more day, no matter how bitter or tiring, he had to grit his teeth and persist!

A similar scene was also unfolding in the White Lotus Paradise.

However, the commoners and Daoists of the White Lotus Paradise were slightly luckier. The White Lotus Immortal Maiden had many connections, and a close friend who was also a female celestial immortal, who wholeheartedly supported and relocated the entire sect, making their situation much better than that of the Four Symbols Sect.

As more and more celestial immortals became aware of these events, some rushed to plunder the two paradises on the brink of destruction, while others hurriedly flew to the capital of the Shang Province.

Numerous hidden sects and various schools of thought emerged, almost completely scouring the entire crater. Naturally, the site of the immortal traces occupied by the Flying Bear Daoist could not escape this search. Several bloody magical conflicts indeed occurred in the struggle for ownership.

In the shadows, more powerful divine consciousnesses were astonished at the destruction of the capital, and through meticulous scanning, had already gathered much information:

“This lingering malevolent aura… it’s the Twelve Golden Men!”

“The Twelve Golden Men? Weren’t they destroyed during the chaos of the Great Shang three hundred years ago?”

“Even if destroyed, they can be reforged! Remember how thieves once got there first… perhaps this is related!”

“Or perhaps… those mysterious figures, the light of transcendence, and that divine artifact!”

Although centuries have passed, for these great cultivators, the events of that time were still vivid in their memories.

As for the sudden emergence of the Master Temple, they had not abandoned their investigation for even a moment, immediately drawing connections.

“Find out everything! Investigate to the very end!”

“Mobilize all our mundane resources and make sure to completely reconstruct the entire sequence of events!”

Regardless of the faint shadow of the Master Temple, even just the news of the Twelve Golden Men was enough for them to invest heavily.

Soon, with a series of secret orders issued, the already chaotic Great Zhou world became even more turbulent beneath the surface.

As the mastermind behind all this, Wu Ming had a vague sense of these developments but did not take them too seriously.

After all, in this entire plan and operation, except for the final confrontation between the Mandate Golden Man’s self-destruction and the Master Temple’s will, he had always appeared under the alias of Gongshu Zhe.

No matter how powerful their intelligence networks were, they could at most trace Gongshu Zhe and dig up his eight generations of ancestors at most, but it would never implicate Wu Ming.

As for divinations and calculations by cultivators?

Heh… Not to mention that Wu Ming himself was an earthly immortal, possessing certain abilities to conceal himself. More importantly, he was the master of the Master Temple! He could fully utilize the Master Temple’s capabilities to completely obscure his fate, making it impossible for even sixth or seventh-level experts to detect even a trace of him!

Otherwise, wouldn’t the Master Temple have already been discovered within the Great Zhou world?

“Hmm?”

Wu Ming suddenly felt a tremor from the Master Temple while advancing.

His consciousness entered the temple, immediately seeing the purple Primordial Pool undulating, a thread of purple rising, transforming into a surge of purple energy spreading outward, causing the Master Temple to shimmer with light, its transcendental aura growing stronger.

[Ding! Detection of divination traces. Initiating consumption of world primordial energy, releasing misleading parameters, concealing…]

Checking the Master Temple’s operations, Wu Ming retrieved a series of records.

“Even has an automatic counter-surveillance system…”

Wu Ming was slightly speechless: “And it deliberately misleads… I can sense a strong sense of mischief here… What kind of being was the original master of the Master Temple?”

“Of course… that is far too distant from me…”

Wu Ming now clearly understood his own capabilities. With the Master Temple, he might be able to suppress and kill a few powerful cultivators, but if he made enemies of all the cultivators in the Great Zhou world, he would certainly end up defeated—and it would be due to energy depletion…