Alien Science Cultivation

Of course, this all happened after the Battle of Lonely Mountain... With the hunchbacked old man's death, the ghost tribe knew the outcome was lost. Their ships turned around and slowly disappeared from view. The Great Ancestor didn't try to stop them. After all, retaining a late-stage Saint ghost was practically impossible for him, a fellow late-stage Saint. This time, with just his eloquence, he had already achieved such a feat, far exceeding his expectations. The Great Ancestor glanced at the crowd, his gaze lingering briefly on Zhang Qiang and the others. He then exchanged a few words with the elven elder, Wu Yong, and led his tribe away, heading towards the Yaochi Holy Land...

After wielding the Netherworld Flash magical power, Patriarch Yao Chen returned to the Eternal Holy Land and quickly entered the human battle headquarters. He sat before a vast pale blue crystal, gently placing his right hand on it. A surge of spiritual energy flowed into it, causing the crystal to radiate a brilliant light. Then, similar crystals within the major human holy lands and sects shone with an endless pale blue light... "A remote meeting has begun at the combat headquarters... This is only the second remote meeting since the war..." Qingshan Sect Master Wu Yong, filled with fear, hurried to the sect's meeting hall. The same scene unfolded in the distant Yaoguang Holy Land and other sects. A moment later... the figures of the leaders of various holy lands and sects gradually emerged from the crystal before Patriarch Yao Chen... They saluted Patriarch Yao Chen through the crystals, then sat quietly before them, their expressions filled with anxiety and uneasiness. After all, this remote conference is incredibly time-consuming and would only be used when absolutely necessary. Now that it's been activated, it's clear something major is happening, or about to happen... Before the leaders of the various sects have arrived, Elder Yao Chen displayed a map before the crystal. "Everyone... We've fallen into a trap. The ghosts and demons have already breached several of the human teleportation arrays. Their target has always been the human race of the Eastern Region, especially the sacred sites and sects that participated in the last Western Region Forest Trial..." Elder Yao Chen spoke, noting the locations of the participating sects. The leaders of the various sacred sites and sects were horrified by Elder Yao Chen's words. After all, the main force of the human-beast coalition is currently away, and the teleportation arrays are being destroyed or occupied, making it impossible for the army to return in time to defend. The ghosts and demons have arrived well prepared, undoubtedly putting the human race of the Eastern Region in a precarious position...

"Ancestor... summon the Great Ancestor and the others... otherwise humanity is in danger..." Some sect leaders were utterly anxious, at a loss of what to do. After all, the combined forces of the Ghost and Demon Clan had brought them so much fear and slaughter. If the Ghost and Demon Clan returned this time, and the human and beast armies were unable to provide timely support, summoning the human saints would undoubtedly be their only hope... While most sect and holy ground leaders managed to maintain restraint, their thoughts were largely the same... Numerous eyes turned to Ancestor Yao Chen... awaiting his final decision... However, they were disappointed. "Ahem... ahem..." On the crystal screen, Ancestor Yao Chen, observing the crowd's expectant gazes, could no longer suppress the strain of using 'Nether Flash'. Furthermore, the Human Race's Great Ancestor and Quasi-Saints had been summoned by the Human Emperor, unable to escape... A bold guess overwhelmed Elder Yao Chen, and with a few light coughs, blood spurted from the corners of his mouth. "Ancestor..." The Saint Lords of the Holy Lands and Sect Masters were undoubtedly horrified by this scene, and understandably so. "It's alright... I'm already dying... I have the lowest cultivation level among the ancestors... I've been stewarding the affairs of the Human Race for years, and I've always hoped that the Human Race would one day produce another figure on par with the Heavenly Dao and the Human Emperor. Sadly, that won't happen... Besides me, the Human Race currently has no other ancestors above Quasi-Saint level..." A wave of sadness washed over Elder Yao Chen, and he took a deep breath, as if trying to ease his pent-up emotions... "Ancestor...? Why is this happening... Where are the other ancestors and Great Ancestors...? The current war wouldn't involve such high-ranking figures..." Wang Yan, Saint Lord of the Yaoguang Holy Land, asked doubtfully. After all, as the Holy Land's Holy Lord, his status was far more prestigious than that of other sects. Coupled with his Divine King Great Perfection cultivation, he certainly had some standing to raise doubts... After all, he was the most likely successor to Yao Chen. "Wang Yan... lead the human race away, the sooner the better... The human race is hopeless... Heaven doesn't protect us, haha... Emperor... why is this...?" Ancestor Yao Chen's inner suspicions were undoubtedly stirred by Wang Yan, and his grief deepened. He gazed upwards, seemingly mad, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, staining a large area of his clothes red... "What..." Everyone was startled, hearing the resentment in Ancestor Yao Chen's words. "Heavenly Way... Human Emperor... They want to annihilate our human race..." a burly man muttered to himself. "Shut up... My fate is in my own hands... Let's fight... Ancestor, the human race will advance and retreat with you..." Wang Yan interrupted the big man. It was not that the big man was wrong. In fact, everyone thought so, and the facts developed in this way... Wang Yan just didn't want the human race to bear the crime of disrespecting the Six Lords.

Elder Yao Chen looked at Wang Yan with approval. He was worthy of being his successor, daring yet still rational... far stronger than his own youth. "Alright... my fate is in my own hands... Then let's fight again, perhaps for the last time..." Elder Yao Chen slowly stood up, a look of generosity spreading throughout his face... "I will live and die with you..." Everyone clasped their fists, and the passionate emotion slowly filled the human land of the Eastern Region...

With maps in hand, the various sect leaders deployed their forces according to the battle plan. In the life-or-death battle of humanity, the sects and holy grounds no longer held back, no longer worried about the consequences. Success or death. As countless energy cannons were transported from the various sects and holy grounds, all sorts of war resources were distributed without limit: spirit stones, magic weapons, formations, and elixirs were all distributed at once. It could be said that virtually every sect and holy ground had emptied its warehouses. Even the cultivators, the simplest of clans, were armed from head to toe. Even the smallest sects were no longer immune to the threat. After all, they all understood the principle of the loss of the lips and the coldness of the teeth. With stern faces, each human cultivator boarded the spacecraft as they flew to their respective strongholds... It seemed as if the air throughout the Eastern Region was filled with endless murderous intent... Everything foreshadowed the beginning of a brutal war. Especially for the four holy places and eight sects participating in the trial, layers of energy cannons were densely distributed on the peaks, mountainsides, and ground. Magic arrays were erected one after another... Countless figures shuttled between the sky and the mountains and forests... At the same time, the alarm bells for the survival of the human race rang throughout the Eastern Region...

The Qingshan Sect was no exception, but its location near the westernmost edge of the Eastern Territory meant few other sects could provide timely support. Aside from Wangyue City, the Qingshan Sect essentially served as the Eastern Territory's western gate. Sect Master Wu Yong's orders were to defend if possible, retreat if unsuccessful. The most crucial element was protecting the safety of Zhang Qiang and the other two. After all, Patriarch Yao Chen wasn't sure if they would return to the Qingshan Sect... Given enough time, Zhang Qiang and the other two's performance and talent would make them the pinnacle of humankind's power. There was even the wealthy Qingshan Exchange. In Patriarch Yao Chen's eyes, they held the hope of humanity's revival... However, until his death, Patriarch Yao Chen never discovered the identity of the new Dao Master born from the human race's trials—whether it was from the human race or the beast race. In their minds, a new Dao Master was a newly born genius or a transcendental beast... After all, the trial was supposed to last six months, but it ended in just over five. While only a few hundred female cultivators gave birth during the trials, many did become pregnant. After all, cultivators faced numerous inconveniences within the sect, and it was not uncommon for them to develop feelings for each other during their training. The human race also greatly desired the new Dao Master to be among them, and the beast race also desired theirs. Therefore, in this war, the two races collaborated closely with one another. This was one of the reasons why the combined forces of the ghost and demon races were unable to conquer the Western Forest and the human race in the Eastern Region. Both the human and beast races devoted all their resources to protecting the new Dao Master. Although they did not know who the new Dao Master was, this did not prevent them from fending off the attacks of the ghost and demon races. Both the human and beast races were dissatisfied with the current order of cultivation and longed for change. Protecting the new Dao Master was undoubtedly the most direct and effective way to achieve this.