Unlimited priesthood

Chapter 173 Coming
The Mysterious Realm, inside the Mysterious Palace.

Master Mei sat on a futon, making hand gestures as he divined the future.

In this world, when it comes to the methods of understanding celestial secrets, the innate divine calculations of the Xuantian School are considered the best.

He was from Taihua in the East China Sea. Although he was not proficient in divination, he possessed a method called Plum Blossom Divination based on the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven, which allowed him to make some divinations about the secrets of heaven. That was why he led his troops back to the mainland to oversee the matter of the two beauties receiving their mandate.

But now...

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, just who exactly is this Li Qingming?"

Master Mei frowned, feeling that the secrets of heaven were utterly elusive, and he could not deduce even the slightest clue.

Not only Li Qingming, but the two Xiu were also vaguely aware of their fates, which were inexplicably uncertain, and no matter how much they tried to calculate, they could not find any clues.

In desperation, I had to give up.

"Brother Dao, how is it?"

The old man fishing for turtles in the South China Sea stood nearby, his eyes filled with tension as he watched the divination.

"The secrets of heaven are in chaos, and there is no clue."

Master Mei shook his head: "But Li Qingming is so capable that he is no ordinary person. Now that he is connected with Erxiu by karma, he will surely become a key figure in the future and influence the general trend of the world."

"This……"

Nanhai Di Ni and the old man fishing for turtles exchanged a glance, unsure of what to say.

Is not this nonsensical?

It's obvious, everyone can see it, why would we need divination?

The two fell silent, and had no choice but to change the subject: "So what should we do next?"

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Master Mei also sighed.

"That day, the Demon Lord was exceptionally powerful, and with a horde of demons supporting him, I was no match for him. Although I am barely holding on with the Three Talents Demon Sealing Formation and the Mysterious Spiritual Qi, I will eventually run out of options in the long run."

"Don't even mention that the demonic path practices the method of raising Gu poison. Those unorthodox cultivators who fall into it will eventually become the lifeblood of those demons!"

"Once the Heavenly Slaughter Demon or other demonic Nascent Soul cultivators achieve their Nascent Soul status, this Mysterious Realm will be destroyed in an instant."

Mei Daoren said in a deep voice, "If both of you were here, and you combined the power of Xuanxiao Xuanpo to perform the Yin-Yang Formation, would there still be any hope of breaking this calamity? Now that things have come to this, I, this old Daoist, can only take a risk and try my best to reach the Divine Transformation stage!"

His words betrayed a sense of helplessness.

Destiny, destiny!
The concept of destiny is ethereal and elusive; even a Nascent Soul cultivator as skilled in divination as him would find it difficult to grasp.

It seems that this time, he originally thought that by leading the army here, he could rely on Erxiu's destiny to break through and achieve the primordial spirit body.

But things took an unexpected turn. First, he suffered a major setback at Xuanxiao Mountain, and then he was surrounded by Tianlu Demon Lord at Cangjian Mountain. Given this trend, he would most likely have to sacrifice himself for righteousness and create a chance for Erxiu to survive.

This is destiny!
Not only will the demonic path, which clashes with the heavens, become a stepping stone, but even righteous cultivators who follow the will of heaven may become paving stones.

Just like the protagonists in those novels and stories, they all have to experience the setbacks of losing their parents, teachers, or relatives before they can strive to achieve the great feats destined for them.

Now it seems that he is destined to fulfill this fate.

"Brother Dao..."

Hearing Mei Daoren's words, the South Sea Land Nun and the Turtle-Fishing Old Man also fell silent.

Although they were not versed in the secrets of heaven, they were clear about the current situation. If the formation was broken, these three Nascent Soul cultivators would likely have to sacrifice themselves to protect Gu Shenxiu.

The only way to break this deadlock is to achieve the primordial spirit.

But the achievements of the primordial spirit are not easily attained.
The Daoist path has a saying of "three realms and one heaven".

Gathering spiritual energy, cultivating techniques, refining qi.

Foundation building, core formation, infant condensation.

Transformation into spirit, return to emptiness, and union with the body.

Mahayana, Tribulation Transcending, Human Immortal. Twelve Realms, Four Heavens, with each three trials representing a major watershed.

The difficulty of transforming from a nascent soul to a divine being is ten times, or even a hundred times, greater than that of breaking through the elixir stage and condensing into a nascent soul.

The Demon Lord of That Day was incredibly talented, the number one Nascent Soul cultivator in the Demonic Path, but to achieve the Divine Spirit realm, he still needed to rely on the power of the Demonic Path's Gu-raising technique.

Apart from the oldest and most established Master Mei, none of them had any hope of becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator unless the two outstanding disciples achieved enlightenment and their destiny was greatly extended, bringing along their teachers, elders, relatives, and friends, thus allowing even their chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven when one attained enlightenment.

"No matter what, do your best!"

Mei Daoren took a deep breath: "That Demon Lord of Slaughter will surely become a primordial spirit within a hundred years. I, this old Daoist, will risk my life to compete with him for this opportunity. As for Gu Shenxiu, I will entrust him to the two fellow Daoists for guidance. Although the two of them have not yet gathered, they are still destined by Heaven and there is still a glimmer of hope."

Hearing Mei Daoren's words, the two men also became solemn.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, we will do our utmost to teach this child!"

Nan Hai Di Ni said in a deep voice: "In addition, I observe that Fellow Daoist Li is also a true cultivator of morality and is the teacher of Er Xiu. He will definitely not stand idly by. At that time, we can cooperate from the inside and outside, and perhaps we can fulfill the destiny of heaven and defeat the demons."

"I hope so!"

Master Mei sighed, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

the other side……

"A cornered dog will jump over the wall; a desperate measure is to cut off the fuel supply."

On the barren mountain, Shen He opened his eyes, his gaze shining with divine light, even more powerful than the spiritual sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Streaks of demonic light shot up and rushed towards Hidden Sword Mountain.

Needless to say, it must have been the work of that Demon Lord of Slaughter.

This person had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure, using the hidden restrictions of demonic arts to force various demonic cultivators to go to Hidden Sword Mountain, thereby cutting off his resources for forging the demonic blade.

Having failed to cultivate the poisonous insects, they've resorted to desperate measures to close the net. They've gone this far, driven to desperation.

"To achieve the primordial spirit?"

"Let's see who can be faster!"

Having anticipated his opponent's scheme, Shen He said nothing more, and the demonic blade hummed as he rekindled the karmic fire.

……

Meanwhile, in the Western Sea Demon Cave.

Outside the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Taihua Sect Master, Master Miaoyi, sat suspended in mid-air, a sword lying across his lap, like a true dragon lying in wait.

Inside the Heavenly Demon Palace, demonic energy surged, and countless demons gathered in streams, poised to strike.

"Old ghost Qi, I heard that your disciple is trapped in an ancient and dangerous place. As his master, instead of going to rescue him, you're here guarding the gate for me. Aren't you afraid of ruining the destiny of your Taihua sect?"

Within the Demon Palace, words echoed, resounding throughout the western sea borders.

"Tianchu!"

Qi Yunming's expression remained unchanged: "Do you really think that Mo Yun will spare your life out of consideration for our shared sect?"

"Hahaha!"

Inside the Demon Palace, the maniacal laughter intensified: "You don't need to worry about that. You should think about how to protect those juniors. Within a hundred years, a primordial spirit will surely emerge. You can protect us, but can you protect everyone else in the world? Why don't you just retreat, close your doors and cultivate on your own? I promise not to disturb you and let you nurture those juniors as you please. How about that?"

"Then let's see whose destiny it is!"

Seeing this, Qi Yunming stopped talking, closed his eyes, and let the other party shout.

This scene was not isolated.

West Sea, North Sea, South China Sea.

Heavenly Demon Palace, Black Demon Sect, Blood Demon Path, Hundred Barbarian Mountain, Mysterious Female Sea...

The world is in constant flux, awaiting that once-in-a-century opportunity to usher in the final chapter of this great calamity.

(End of this chapter)