122: Chapter 122 Preparing for a Breakthrough

Just as everyone was speculating about what was buried deep underground, a figure in white robes stepped slowly out from the blood-colored crack that was gradually closing.

Jiang Changge's pace was unhurried, as if he were not walking out of a deep and terrifying underground chasm, but strolling through his own back garden.

Above the wasteland, the gazes of the seven Tribulation Transcenders froze simultaneously.

They had come to investigate the source of the earth vein disturbance, speculating that the crack might hide ancient Vicious Beasts, ancient Restrictions, or even a slumbering Devil Head.

The only thing they had never imagined was that someone would walk out from inside.

Moreover, they all recognized the person who walked out.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu was the first to react. He darted, descended from the Void Realm, stood before Jiang Changge, and bowed deeply, his posture respectful to the extreme: "Greetings, Senior Jiang."

The other six also quickly regained their composure.

Yang Qingtian, Ancestor Xu Tianyan, Daoist Ziyang, Daoist Yunlan, Lord Yangtian, and Elder Jianchi—the leaders of the seven top forces of the Southern Wilderness—all descended simultaneously and bowed in unison toward the figure in white.

"Greetings, Senior Jiang!"

The six voices rang out almost simultaneously, respectful, solemn, and even carrying a hint of undisguised awe.

Previously, they were unaware of the strength of this Master of Kunlun, but ever since Qingxuan slew the semi-Immortal Ancestor of Liuli Sect, no one in the Southern Wilderness dared to show disrespect to Kunlun.

Jiang Changge nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the seven people, lingering for a moment on the closing blood-colored crack before retracting.

"You have come as well." Jiang Changge's tone was indifferent, as if he had just run into a few acquaintances while out for a stroll.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu straightened up, took a few quick steps, and arrived at Jiang Changge's side.

His gaze could not help but fall upon the xuanchen whisk in Jiang Changge's hand. The whisk's tail was gentle and restrained, yet it made even him, a Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, feel a sense of trepidation.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, what exactly is beneath this ground?"

As his voice fell, the gazes of the other six focused on Jiang Changge. They also wanted to know what was buried beneath the Southern Wilderness.

Jiang Changge glanced at Ancestor Zhou Huaixu, then swept his gaze over the other six who looked like they wanted to speak but hesitated, and said indifferently: "I have already taken care of what was below."

He paused, his tone still indifferent but carrying an unquestionable certainty: "From now on, there will be no more earth vein disturbances in the Southern Wilderness."

"As for what is below." He swept his gaze over the seven and smiled, "That is not something you are capable of knowing."

These words were said lightly, but they were like a bucket of cold water poured onto the hearts of the seven Tribulation Transcenders.

They looked at each other. Someone opened their mouth, wanting to ask more, but could not utter a single word.

It was not that they did not want to ask, but that they dared not.

This Senior was able to enter the crack and resolve an earth vein disturbance that had lasted for who knows how many tens of thousands of years; what qualifications did they have to press him for answers?

Furthermore, the aura emanating from the xuanchen whisk in Jiang Changge's hand at this moment made every one of them feel a tremor from the depths of their Souls.

Yang Qingtian and Ancestor Xu Tianyan looked at each other, both seeing the same bitterness in the other's eyes.

Their two Imperial Dynasties had once been enemies with the Zhouwu Dynasty, had secretly plotted against the Zhouwu Dynasty, and had also felt wary of the existence of this Master of Kunlun.

Standing before him now, feeling the aura emanating from that whisk, they were left only with relief—relief that they had not truly burned bridges back then, and relief that this Senior had not held their offenses against them.

The silence lasted for a moment before Ancestor Zhou Huaixu broke it first. He bowed deeply, his voice full of gratitude: "Thank you, Senior, for taking action to protect the common people of the Southern Wilderness."

The other six, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly bowed along with him: "Thank you, Senior, for taking action."

Jiang Changge waved his hand and said indifferently: "It was a mere trifle, no need for this. I have other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave."

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and waved. The next moment, his figure vanished from above the wasteland, as if he had never appeared.

Only the faint aura remaining from that whisk continued to slowly dissipate in the air.

Above the wasteland, the seven Tribulation Transcenders looked at each other.

After a long silence, Yang Qingtian slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of bitterness: "This Senior Jiang is truly unfathomable."

Daoist Ziyang sighed deeply, his gaze falling on the blood-colored crack that had almost completely closed.

"Regardless of what is buried underground, with this Senior taking action, the Southern Wilderness can at least sleep soundly."

Daoist Yunlan nodded slightly and turned to look at Ancestor Zhou Huaixu: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, you have the deepest friendship with this Senior. If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope you will introduce us."

These words were spoken politely, and his posture was extremely humble. As the dignified Old Ancestor of the Piaomiao Sect and a Peak of Tribulation Transcendence existence, there was no sense of incongruity when he said the words "introduce us."

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu glanced at him and said indifferently: "Senior has an indifferent temperament and does not like to be disturbed. Let's discuss the matter of an introduction another time."

Daoist Yunlan nodded and said nothing more.

Lord Yangtian and Elder Jianchi looked at each other and also put away their respective thoughts.

The seven remained above the wasteland for a while longer, confirming that the earth vein disturbance had completely subsided, before dispersing. Several streaks of light cut across the sky and vanished into the twilight.

The wasteland returned to silence. Only that blood-colored crack, now completely closed, left a shallow mark on the earth, proving what had once happened here.

Ten Thousand Mountains, Kunlun Small World.

Jiang Changge's figure appeared in the Kunlun Great Hall. He walked slowly to the reclining chair in the main seat, leaned back, and let out a long breath.

The xuanchen whisk in his hand turned into a streak of white light, entering his body to be nurtured in his Dantian once again.

This trip had yielded significant gains.

The Immortal Slave was suppressed within the xuanchen whisk. Whether it could be refined or subdued in the future, it would be a great asset.

Although the Immortal corpse had not been retrieved, the Seal had been reinforced and would not cause any problems within three to five years. He would simply go and retrieve it once he achieved a Breakthrough to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

"Having stayed at the Mahayana Stage for so long, it is time to prepare for a Breakthrough to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage." Jiang Changge said softly.

Thus, Jiang Changge began a long-overdue session of Cultivation, fully operating the Creation Sutra. Mysterious runes constantly emerged around his body, all containing the principles of the Dao.

As Jiang Changge Cultivated, the Immortal Spiritual Qi of the Kunlun Small World slowly circulated around him.

With every breath, a trace of pure Immortal Spiritual Qi surged into his body, nourishing his Meridians, Dantian, and Divine Soul.

His cultivation base was growing bit by bit; although slow, it never ceased.