Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1424: Chapter 765: Dead Star Seclusion

I’m back!

As soon as these words spread out, they were diluted into nothingness by the surrounding void.

Zhao Sheng was about to initiate the space-time teleportation when he suddenly halted his thoughts, as if something occurred to him, causing his pupils to contract involuntarily.

No way!

Can’t go back right away!

Reflecting now, this mission was indeed suspicious, firstly because the time was too urgent, secondly because the Alien Demon side seemed well-prepared, as if waiting for them to walk right into their trap.

It’s said that both the Human and Demon sides have traitors lurking within, making this mission likely a covert "duel" between the two sides.

This time, it was only because the Human Clan was "one step ahead" that they were lucky enough to let Xue Susu snatch back Yunqing Venerable’s remains and the grotto heaven.

What about next time?

The depths of this matter are too profound!

Clashes at the Tribulation Crossing level are not something a "small cultivator" at his level can meddle in, not knowing how he’d die if he’s not careful.

Xue Susu?

Humph!

Things are probably not that simple. Whether it’s ultimately Xue Susu or Xue Yunqing, the outcome is still uncertain!

As the war between the Human and Demon clans rages on, coupled with the attitudes of the questionable Tribulation Crossing Venerables, after much consideration, Zhao Sheng finally decided not to return to report for the time being.

Haha, can’t afford to provoke, but can surely hide!

Now, he should find any dead star, hide for a few hundred to a thousand years, and wait until things cool down, then return secretly later.

As for the reason, it’s easy to find!

Just two words: healing.

After all, escaping alive from a Unification Realm Demon Emperor is only too normal to end up "severely injured and near death."

"Alas, I planned to earn more heavenly merit, but things didn’t go as planned. Thankfully, the heavenly merit on Xuan Jing’s side has accumulated enough, so there’s no need to worry much."

Thinking this way, Zhao Sheng’s whole person vanished into thin air.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, Zhao Sheng searched through dozens of Eternal Star Domains around and finally found a small galaxy.

This galaxy had only three planets, but they were all desolate, lifeless dead stars.

Speaking of which, All Universes are vast and boundless, stars are as numerous as the Constant Sand uncountable, and among them, dead stars occupy the majority, while the Constant Sand World capable of nurturing life is "few and far between".

This is a dead star with a diameter of nearly thirty thousand miles, the planetary surface is covered with large and small craters, and layers of oily green gravel covered the planet, looking like a moldy potato kept too long.

Suddenly, a human figure appeared out of thin air at the planet’s periphery, and below was a massive and profound basin surrounded by a high ring-shaped mountain range, its towering straight as if cut and chiseled by axe.

Its existence blocked the light of the Constant Sun, casting most of the basin in shadow, obscuring what lay hidden below.

Zhao Sheng naturally didn’t care about what dangers existed on a dead star. With a flicker of his body, he teleported directly to the deepest point of the basin and then sank straight into the ground, disappearing from view.

Though the dead star has no life, its core remains "fiery".

Deep down nearly ten thousand miles into the Earth’s core, boundless magma occupied all of Zhao Sheng’s sight.

Divine thought surged and expanded outward in all directions, instantly bringing the entire Earth’s core under control.

Hmm?

Zhao Sheng suddenly let out a surprised sound, and then teleported away.

When he appeared again, he was already inside a grand and vast grotto.

The grotto was expansive, nearly ten thousand miles, enough to accommodate half a continent.

Unfortunately, this grotto remained desolate and lifeless, with fine dust settling over millions of years, layer by layer, making the surface smooth like a mirror.

Zhao Sheng slowly descended to the top of a "small mountain" in the center of the grotto. As soon as he landed, dust within a hundred miles around rose silently, converging into long dragons and flew toward the distance.

As the dust departed, the true "face" of the small mountain was revealed; surprisingly, it was a metallic sphere radiating a cold metallic luster, its surface covered in large molten glaze layers, smooth as a mirror.

Zhao Sheng glanced around, nodding in satisfaction.

This mountain is not a mountain, but a metallic meteor that crashed into the dead star countless eons ago, with its unique internal composition forming this grand grotto.

"A nice place, let’s retreat here!" Zhao Sheng spoke to himself with a smile, then slowly sat cross-legged, closing his eyes. His powerful divine thought instantly filled every inch of the grotto.

Rumble!

With the sound of thunderous roar, the grotto suddenly began a transformation akin to the Creation of Heaven and Earth.

The towering hills and stone pillars sank bit by bit into the ground, ravines and cracks slowly closed, and the rugged surface, under some power, gradually smoothed and expanded, eventually forming a vast "great plain."

By the time the plain had fully formed, several months had quietly passed.

Exhale~

Zhao Sheng gently exhaled and reopened his eyes, then slowly said, "Come, thunder!"

Before the words fell, a bolt of lightning streaked across the upper sky of the grotto, its blinding light illuminating the darkness that had prevailed for millennia.

With a thunderous roar resounding through the grotto, countless bolts of lightning appeared out of nowhere, and countless electric snakes and thunder dragons roamed, transforming the vast grotto into a sea of thunder.

Thunder, where Yin and Yang collide, where Yin and Yang counteract is called destruction, where Yin and Yang generate each other is called: life.

Seeing the Thunder Sea forming, Zhao Sheng still found it insufficient and took a deep breath, shouting:

"Come, water!"

"Come, fire!"

"Come, wind!"

In an instant, the grotto was stormy, and large masses of water vapor appeared out of nowhere, followed closely by a storm, creating a magnificent scene.

Since ancient times, clouds move with the wind. When a storm arises, countless water vapors quickly expand with the wind and soon fill most of the grotto.

Meanwhile, the grotto’s surfaces quietly recessed, generating one fire eye after another, erupting with towering fire pillars reaching lengths of a thousand hundred feet.

As masses of magma spewed from the ground, the grotto’s temperature rapidly rose, and within just three days, the entire grotto became warm and humid, like an enormous greenhouse.

In three days, the clouds above the grotto accumulated thicker and thicker, eventually starting to pour down torrential rain.

At this time, the grotto’s sky was filled with electric flashes and thunder rumbles, and the rain poured down, spreading with the wind, but the moment it touched the rolling magma, it instantly turned into large masses of water vapor that soared into the sky.

The harder the rain fell, the denser and thicker the water vapor became, the grotto’s temperature rising rapidly, seemingly without end.

This process continued for an entire year, and by then the grotto temperature reached several hundred degrees, starkly turning it into a massive steam box, a harsh environment akin to hell.

Only then did Zhao Sheng feel satisfied enough to cease his casting.

For this, his mana was exhausted and replenished, repeating three times over.

"Very well, the foundation is set, now I need to put something in place. What to use?" Zhao Sheng muttered, and suddenly a spirit light flashed, leading him to laugh loudly: "Haha, I should have thought of this earlier!"

With that said, Zhao Sheng made a cut with his hand. With a squelch, his entire leg was severed on the spot, falling to the ground.

However, the leg moved like a snake, very lively, suddenly springing up from the ground, with the severed part attempting to reattach itself to the thigh root.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng moved his mind slightly, and the severed leg instantly solidified in midair before silently bursting into a large cloud of powdery mist.