I Just Want to Quietly Lie Low as a Cultivator
Chapter 1943

The "Land" of the Myriad Worlds

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Panyai Realm.

Night lay thick beneath the blood moon, its crimson light like a vast sea of blood, sweeping across the land in an endless tide.

In the darkness, countless rustling sounds surged like a dense tide, as if something utterly terrifying, some great calamity, was brewing.

High in the sky, a figure in a dark robe suddenly appeared. It was Pei Ling!

At this moment, his main body was fighting the Dragon King!

But this was the inheritance and Spiritual Sense his main body had left in the Inheritance Hall before entering the Fusheng Chess Game, in keeping with the Chongming Sect's generations-old tradition.

If he failed to ascend to immortality, this wisp of Spiritual Sense would choose an heir from among the Chongming Sect's younger generations according to his wishes and preferences in life, teach them the inheritance, or, should the sect face the crisis of annihilation, expend its last strength to protect the sect and preserve its lineage.

But if he succeeded in ascending to immortality, this wisp of Spiritual Sense would gain immortal nature and become a wisp of his main body's divided soul!

In every Fusheng Chess Game, the Nine Sects communicated with the Upper Realm through the divided souls left behind by their ancestors who had successfully ascended!

At this moment, Pei Ling stopped. In the next instant, an immense, terrifying will enveloped the entire Panyai Realm.

A moment later, several figures identical to him appeared at his side.

As soon as they appeared, the figures scattered in every direction.

One sped toward Qingyao Mountain, another flew to the Eternal Night Desert, and one headed for You Su Fen. The rest made straight for the various "abnormal" places...

Before long, all the replicas had vanished into the boundless night.

The Pei Ling who had

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