Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1318: Chapter 712: The Destruction of the Ghost God Sect

They were the three Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Ghost God Sect. At this moment, all three were maintaining an expression of utter terror, their bodies unable to move at all.

Zhao Sheng couldn’t be bothered to question them one by one. Suddenly, strands of divine light burst from his brow, and strands of powerful Divine Thought instantly invaded the Purple Mansion Soul Seas of the three, swiftly and brutally destroying their wills, then began to browse through their memories.

A few breaths later, Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the three Nascent Soul Ancestors instantly turned to ash.

The next moment, three small crystalline blood banners flew out from the ashes and landed in Zhao Sheng’s hand in the blink of an eye, which he then stored away in his Sumeru Space.

These three truly deserved their deaths; they had all stepped on the piled corpses of millions to reach where they were today.

After perusing the memories of the three, Zhao Sheng gained a more intuitive understanding of the brutal nature of the Ghost God Sect. To say it was heinous and inhumane would not be an exaggeration!

The cultivation process of the Ghost God Sect’s disciples was essentially continually "consuming people." The higher one’s cultivation, the more people they consumed!

Each Foundation Establishment Ghost Practitioner had more than ten thousand lives on their hands.

Golden Core Ghost Cultivators needed to sacrifice at least a million people, not to mention those of higher Nascent Soul Realm.

Zhao Sheng originally did not intend to involve himself in the "right and wrong" of the Tianzhu Realm, but now he changed his mind.

The Ghost God Sect was undoubtedly a vampire parasite on the life of this world; its appalling cultivation methods even made the well-traveled Zhao Sheng unable to tolerate it.

"Sigh... a cancerous sect like this shouldn’t exist!"

Zhao Sheng slowly exhaled a breath of pent-up qi, his gaze suddenly becoming incredibly cold.

In the next second, he extended his right hand slowly, his fingers spread out as if grasping something, then he slowly clenched his fist.

At that moment, anyone within a thousand miles, whether Golden Core Master or Qi Refining disciple, instantly turned into a pile of flesh, their Divine Souls also shattered.

The terror of a Half-Immortal of the Void was fully revealed at this moment!

After a single thought killed everyone, Zhao Sheng felt slightly relieved, then reached out to capture the storage bags left by the three, and wandered around the Ghost God Sect.

After sweeping through all the Treasure Vaults and Scripture Storage Towers, he did not linger, instantly teleporting to the Outer Void.

...

The Dark Sky was always a scene of chaotic murk. This was the boundary realm between the present world and the Void Realm, filled with endless space-time storms.

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air in the Dark Sky, his entire body shrouded in layers of hazy radiance that isolated the incredibly violent power of the space-time storm.

Zhao Sheng looked up at the deep, pitch-black unknown, a space-time beacon clearly emerging in his mind.

Without any hesitation, he disappeared from where he stood!

After his promotion to Returning to Void, he had maximized the potential of his space-time teleportation talent, and now was the perfect opportunity to head to the Spring Birth Realm.

Countless miles away, Zhao Sheng’s figure appeared out of thin air above a storm vortex.

A rough estimate left him stunned, discovering that this time the teleportation distance was more than half a Constant Year, a distance farther than he had anticipated.

However, this was undoubtedly excellent news!

"Sixteen Constant Years?... It will take at most half a month to reach!" A thought suddenly flashed in Zhao Sheng’s mind, and then he teleported again.

...

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In the expansive depths of the Void Sea, a massive blue-green star suddenly appeared in Zhao Sheng’s view.

Although he was still billions of miles away from the Spring Birth Realm, this distance was trivial to him now.

Zhao Sheng gazed for a while, and after identifying the continent he was heading to, he unhesitatingly activated space-time teleportation and vanished.

Since ancient times, the Spring Birth Realm has been divided into three major continents: Central Heaven Continent, Eastern Mountain Continent, and West Pole Mo Continent.

The mountain gate of the Ghost God Sect was located in the West Pole Mo Continent.

In the Spring Birth Realm, few knew that the notorious Ghost God Sect’s mountain gate was hidden deep within the Wuhui Mountain Range.

The Wuhui Mountain Range is known as "Enter and No Return, No One Comes Back," and has always been a forbidden area in Mo Continent.

On this day, in the depths of the Wuhui Mountain Range, above a ten-thousand-zhang Black Mountain, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air; it was Zhao Sheng, who had teleported here.

Below, the Black Mountain was lifeless, with no trace of birds or beasts, and the spiritual energy was extremely thin, looking no different from the surrounding mountains, but what was seen was merely an illusion.

Zhao Sheng looked up at the cloudy, densely covered Heavenly Curtain, his whole body slowly soaring with brilliant radiance, and his Will Field expanded in an instant in all directions.

Soon, an immense Divine Thought spread out, swiftly enveloping the sky for thousands of miles around.

"...Clouds, come!"

With a shouted command, rolling dark clouds gathered from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the thick layers pressing down, making the surrounding sky as dark as night.

"Thunder, rise!"

As the second command rang out, lightning and thunder flashed instantly in the clouds, countless electric snakes and Thunder Pythons roamed within, with one colossal bolt of thunder occasionally tearing apart the cloud curtain, revealing unimaginably terrifying might.

Thunder permeated the cloud curtain, deep within the clouds a tremendous destructive aura surged, spreading gradually between heaven and earth.

Before the Ghost God Sect could react, Zhao Sheng suddenly shouted loudly: "Thunder, come!"

This sound was like a divine decree, and just as the echo faded, the entire cloud curtain instantly lit up, with innumerable thunderbolts and lightning crashing down intensely toward the Black Mountain below.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Countless lightning bolts struck mid-air, as if colliding with some invisible wall, exploding violently, bursting into dazzling bright light.

Blinding thunder light bloomed, illuminating the dark sky around.

For a moment, the sky became incredibly bright, with tens of thousands of lightning bolts pouring from the clouds like torrential rain, each one comparable to the full force strike of a Golden Core Master.

No matter how powerful the Great Array of the Ghost God Sect’s mountain gate was, it couldn’t withstand the endless bombardment of heavenly thunder.

It persisted for no more than three breaths before most of the Array Plate of the mountain gate was destroyed.

The Barrier covering the mountain gate was instantly torn apart by the heavenly thunder, revealing the sprawling spiritual hills below, the valleys dotted with sequenced buildings, and tens of thousands of Ghost God Sect disciples stood motionless, staring dumbfounded at the sky, helplessly watching the mountain gate barrier being violently destroyed by the myriad of thunder.

In the next second, the endless thunderbolts cascaded into the hills below, and the entire Ghost God Sect’s mountain gate immediately faced catastrophic destruction, with every inch of land being repeatedly bombarded by heavenly thunder.

In the blink of an eye, countless disciples of the sect perished, and the mountain gate turned into a living hell.

Zhao Sheng’s thunderbolt tactic was indeed brutal and unsparing, straightforward and unreasonably domineering, completely stunning the Ghost God Sect!

Everything was fine just a moment ago, and the next second they faced utter devastation!

The Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Ghost God Sect desperately evaded the thunder strikes while falling into bewildered confusion.

They only felt that the power of the thunder was abnormally strong; often a single bolt hitting them could easily penetrate the Nascent Soul Domain, nearly blasting them into severe injury.

They would die not knowing they were specifically targeted and that each thunderbolt contained a trace of someone’s destructive will.

"You have guts, scoundrel! Show yourself before this sovereign!"

As wave after wave of thunder re-evaluated the Ghost God Sect’s mountain gate several times, the ground below suddenly collapsed inward, forming a big hole dozens of miles in diameter, and an enraged roar echoed from the depths, even suppressing the overwhelming sound of thunder.

Simultaneously, a thousand-zhang blood-colored giant banner shot out of the hole, unfurling, sweeping up boundless blood light that quickly spread for hundreds of miles, forming a massive blood-colored light curtain that temporarily held back the torrent of thunder.

The next moment, a hundred-zhang blood shadow shot out from the banner, instantly falling atop the blood curtain, transforming into an enormous, grotesque humanoid figure with six arms and three eyes.

Zhao Sheng fixed his gaze and immediately felt his brow knit with surprise flashing in his eyes.

"This is..."