Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start-Chapter 1452 - 331: 120,000 Years of Cultivation_2

"Origin of the Myriad Realms..." Gu Chen whispered to himself, pondering deeply, even repeatedly scrutinizing his own body, but finding nothing at all.

In his view, if such a mystical treasure truly resided within him, it surely should have shown some response and not remained silently concealed.

"Having reached this point, it’s also time to examine the journey ahead of me, to see what else I can leverage to swiftly enhance my strength—perhaps the Nine Cauldrons?" Gu Chen murmured to himself, his eyes flickering with contemplation of the future path.

The Nine Cauldrons—of which he had mastered two—leaving seven scattered in the lower realm. Sadly, now that the connection between heaven and earth is severed, not even Gu Chen could penetrate the barriers of the two realms.

After all, this is the will of the cosmos, which can also be referred to as the operation of the Celestial Order. Should a matchless individual at the Ascension Realm take action, they would incur boundless celestial judgments, which is indeed terrifying.

Moreover, such an act would cause irreversible damage to the lower realm; thus, the remaining seven cauldrons must for now remain there.

"The fourth fragment of jade?" Gu Chen continued his contemplation.

The so-called strongest legacy of eternity, he was only one step away from completing the collection. Regrettably, the final piece remained elusive, with not even a shred of information to be found.

As Gu Chen scrutinized himself, striving to find all means to elevate his own power, the senior leaders of the Holy Sect were also convening an urgent meeting.

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The Holy Sect headquarters stands apart from the Upper Realm, a distinctive domain akin to forbidden grounds for all living beings, filled with an extremely dense demonic aura.

Here, many disciples of the Holy Sect could be found, their expressions cold and numb, as unwavering as heartless demons.

Only when they gazed toward the deepest reaches, where a pitch-black peak—supporting the whole heavenly domain—towered majestically, did a profound respect flash through the depths of their eyes.

For that is where the upper echelons of the Holy Sect reside, where each emergency conference is summoned.

Currently, within that boundless demonic peak, there lies a black palace, forged of the finest celestial materials, interwoven with copious amounts of Dark Fairy Gold!

It is said that this palace is the very weapon of enlightenment of the Holy Sect’s sovereign, existing here throughout the ages.

And the Holy Sect’s council of power also takes place within this palace.

In its large hall, there is a round table, surrounded by twenty-seven grandiose chairs.

Right now, these chairs are filled to capacity, all except for the main seat, which remains vacant. That seat belongs to the eternal sovereign of the Holy Sect—the Sacred Master—who has not appeared, still in seclusion.

And there are rumors in the world that the Holy Sect’s high command, besides that forbidden existence—the Sacred Master, unseen as the head of the dragon and invincible in the Upper Realm—includes nine great venerables, eighteen Holy Envoys, and thirty-six elders.

The twenty-seven seats in the black palace also testify to the veracity of these rumors.

As for the thirty-six elders, they clearly lack the qualifications to attend this council.

Because the twenty-seven high-ranking members of the Holy Sect present here are all ultimate practitioners, among them, the nine great venerables have even attained the Ascension Realm!

This is truly terrifying!

Originally, this rumor circulated in the Upper Realm with the vast majority of cultivators disbelieving it, as nine individuals at the Ascension Realm seemed far too improbable, nearly on par with a union of the top ten strong clans of the Upper Realm.

Not to mention, with a Sacred Master reigning supreme, looking over all things from above.

If the situation here were to spread to the Upper Realm, it would cause infinite upheaval, and the thirty-six hundred domains would plunge into complete panic.

The most important thing was, no one knew what identities these nine beings in the Enquiry Realm held in the upper world.

And while those eighteen Holy Messengers were all in the Primordial Realm, it didn’t mean that the Holy Sect only had that many beings in the Primordial Realm. Those eighteen were simply the cream of the crop, thus earning the title of Holy Messenger, allowing them to be involved in high-level discussions.

At this moment, within the vast hall, an ancient voice rang out: "I suggest we dispatch troops immediately, targeting Qingyun Academy to capture that lad Gu Chen, to investigate thoroughly!"

The moment these words were spoken, none of the eighteen Holy Messengers voiced out, for they were more like onlookers here, seated somewhat further back, quite a distance away from the main seat.

Only the nine grand venerables were seated in the front row, relatively closer to the seat where the Holy Master sat.

At this time, a low chuckle was heard: "Ming, your impatience is showing. Haven’t you received the news? The Purple-blood Sky Dragon Clan, the Kirin Clan, the Heaven Silkworm Clan, and other six powerful clans from the top ten have all sided with that kid. Acting now would be like frightening the snake in the grass, tantamount to declaring war against the upper realm."

"So what if that’s the case? The upper realm is a loose sand, those top clans and the twelve Great Undying Dao Clans, as well as some hidden Dao lineages, are all just playing their own games, each with their own calculations. How many are truly doing this for the upper realm? They’re like me, seeking their own paths; what’s the issue with dispatching troops?" the strong being known as "Ming" spoke.

He was one of the nine grand venerables of the Holy Sect.

Ming, was his code name within the Holy Sect. Neither the nine venerables nor the eighteen Holy Messengers knew each other’s true identities, this was in consideration of the safety of the Holy Sect.

It was exactly because of this secrecy that the Holy Sect had been able to traverse across numerous realms for many long years without being destroyed. Their stronghold was also independent from the upper realm, making it difficult to locate.

Everyone present was wearing a black mask, with demonic energy billowing around them. The place was like a gathering of demons, with indistinct visions of thousands of demons writhing, gnashing teeth, and waving claws; it was terrifyingly eerie.

The venerable who had spoken earlier, known as "Bloodkill", now chuckled lightly: "Ming, your haste lets me understand, among those forces from the upper realm that are investigating, is there one that belongs to you? That’s why you’re so eager for revenge, isn’t it?"

Upon these words, the other seven venerables and the eighteen Holy Messengers all turned their gaze towards the venerable known as "Ming".

"Bloodkill, there’s no need to probe into my identity. Those who can sit here have all passed the test of our esteemed Holy Master and share the same ideals. I’m doing this solely for the future of the Holy Sect. Besides, aren’t you all curious about the so-called Origin of All Realms?" Venerable Ming said.

Everyone here was a crafty old fox, obviously, he wouldn’t reveal any signs due to a few words from Venerable Bloodkill, revealing his foundation.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to become one of the nine grand venerables of the Holy Sect, having been devoured by other tigers a long time ago, not surviving to this day.

"The Origin of All Realms, we are naturally curious, but hasn’t it already been investigated and confirmed that it’s not within that lad?" another venerable spoke up.

Indeed, the Origin of All Realms has thoroughly made Gu Chen the target of many arrows, capturing the intense interest of both the upper realm and the upper echelons of the Holy Sect.

"Whether it’s there or not, naturally, we won’t be at ease until we’ve investigated carefully ourselves. Moreover, this child is a prodigy who has overshadowed both the past and the present. If he grows up in the future, he will surely become a formidable foe the likes of which our Holy Sect has never seen!" Venerable Ming declared.

Upon these words, the other venerables fell silent, and their silence also signified agreement.

At this moment, Venerable Bloodkill chuckled softly: "Do not worry. Seeing all of you so anxious, I’ll share some news. Why do you think the Holy Master is absent today? It’s precisely because he is going to succeed!"

"What?!"

"Is the Holy Master about to take that step?!"

At this moment, all nine grand venerables and eighteen Holy Messengers were utterly shocked and astonished.

They knew very well that Venerable Bloodkill was different from the rest, being a trusted confidant of the Holy Master, personally groomed by him, and was most acquainted with his affairs, typically communicating with him directly.

Today’s urgent high-level meeting was also convened by Venerable Bloodkill upon the Holy Master’s orders.

"Is the Holy Master about to achieve enlightenment in a unique manner?!" Venerable Ming asked, his voice becoming somewhat urgent.