Human Heart Hall of the Three Human Immortal Halls! The High-End Game is Too Dangerous

The easternmost part of the Eastern Region, Border Town.

A peculiar mix of panic, excitement, and confusion spread through the hearts of many cultivators in the Border Town.

Since the astonishing battle that took place in the Land of Corruption not far from here several months ago, all the Northern Spirit Sect cultivators who were guarding this Border Town have withdrawn and have not returned for several months.

The Four Regions Cultivators, who had been enslaved for decades and were almost numb, dared not escape. They obediently guarded the even more desolate Border Town like terrified quails.

Some cultivators even dared not remove the restrictive iron shackles on their hands and feet, continuing to labor day after day as they had during their period of enslavement and control, painstakingly cultivating the Spirit Field, fearing that the Northern Spirit Sect cultivators might return.

During this period, several teams of cultivators and scouts from all over the world came to investigate intelligence. Some stayed in the Border Town, while others went to more distant regions.

On this day, hundreds of dark, imposing spirit boats suddenly appeared on the horizon, beyond the distant mountains and forests.

A massive, dark army of cultivators, their bodies shimmering with spiritual light, followed closely behind the spirit boat, pressing in.

The counter-offensive army of the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance finally appeared several months later.

Inside the Border Town, many cultivators were in a state of panic. More and more people gathered on the city wall, or took to the air, staring blankly at the dark mass of spirit boats that appeared in the distance, as if they were blotting out the sky.

A sense of oppression, unease, and anxiety permeated the air, even the wind blowing from the mountains seemed to be blocked.

Many people were parched and their minds were gripped by tension, bringing them to the brink of collapse from fear or to the point of tears of ecstasy.

The fear stemmed from the thought that a devastating war Four Seas Four Regions was about to truly begin.

Their excitement stemmed from the fact that many of them had already seen the flags fluttering on the distant spirit boats, belonging to the Tiandao Sect, the Dragon Transformation Sect, and the Five Elements Escape Sect.

Some of them were once disciples of major sects, but were trapped in the four regions and suffered greatly for decades, their situation extremely dire. Now, seeing these familiar banners appear, they could not contain their emotions.

"They're back! They're all back!"

Some people trembled, tears streaming down their faces, and couldn't help but open their arms and leap from the city wall to embrace and welcome them.

Some Four Regions Cultivators who had long suffered in the outer realms seemed to have their inner flames ignited at this moment, and they cheered excitedly.

Someone immediately smashed the iron shackles of their companion, as if simultaneously shattering the suffering that had been suppressed and controlled for nearly thirty years, and now the bitterness was about to end and the sweetness was about to come.

"They're back. We're finally free?"

Among the crowd, a woman with worn-out clothes, a withered face, and a slightly aged appearance, but whose former bright and beautiful features could still be vaguely seen, trembled. Her eyes, which had been numb and almost lifeless, saw a spirit boat among the large number of spirit boats that was flying the flag of the Longevity Sect, and a glimmer of hope emerged.

She was Yue Yue, one of the disciples in the Evergreen Sect who was considered to have a good chance of advancing to the Foundation Establishment.

However, since he was separated from the sect leader Qiu Feng's group during their migration thirty years ago, he fled to the Border Town with many other cultivators, where he has been enslaved by the Northern Spirit Sect for nearly thirty years.

Now, thirty years have passed, and she is now in her forties, yet her cultivation has not progressed at all, remaining at the Qi Cultivation Sixth Level. How difficult it will be for her to break through and enter the Foundation Establishment in the future?

Whoosh whoosh--

In the sky, one after another, spirit ships, arranged like an impregnable fortress, rushed straight in, blotting out the sun.

On one of the spirit ships bearing the banner of the Tiandao Sect, which resembled a mountain, stood the imposing and majestic Qiao Zhaoxian.

His gaze, beneath his thick eyebrows, was fixed intently on the desolate Border Town in the distance, his eyes burning with barely suppressed excitement.

After fleeing overseas and wandering for thirty years, he finally has the chance to fight his way back.

Even if he were to face bloody battles in the future, he would no longer be afraid.

Last time, he fought to protect his sect.

This time, he will fight to reclaim the four domains.

Cultivating in battle, breaking through in battle—this is the path that the cultivators of the Tiandao Sect excel at. Now, he has returned!

"Old Chen, you're already the sect leader, yet you still habitually stay within the sect to cultivate. Let's see who breaks through to the Golden Core Perfection stage first!"

Qiao Zhaoxian eyes gleamed with intense light, full of anticipation.

As for Gao Lingxiao of the Shu Sword Pavilion, he didn't even bother comparing himself to her. She was just a younger sister who hadn't yet broken through to the Golden Core Late Stage, while he had at least broken through to the late stage recently.

On the other side, on the spirit boat of the Shu Sword Pavilion, Gao Lingxiao strode out of the cabin with sharp steps, her sword-like eyebrows slightly raised as she looked at the Border Town ahead, before her pretty face regained its usual proud and confident expression.

She glanced at the locations of the Tiandao Sect and the Longevity Sect, shook her head, and asked a Junior Brother who was in charge of assisting her.

What is the purpose of this preliminary work?

The Junior Brother assistant immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, according to the arrangements of the Four Seas Cultivation Alliance, we only need to use the Border Town in front as a base to begin establishing counter-offensive strongholds and the first defensive line."

This process will take approximately three months. During this time, we will mainly remain here, patrolling the surrounding area from our base, taking a steady and methodical approach.

Gao Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, "Three months?"

"That's right. We have at least three months. During these three months, we'll mainly be probing each other, gathering intelligence, and especially figuring out the situation regarding the Blood Sacrifice Dao Domain."

Gao Lingxiao nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes gleaming. "It seems there aren't any tricky tasks that will trouble me for the time being. I can continue cultivating in peace. Fortunately, the Third-Rank Spirit Vein in this Border Town is still intact."

Qiao Zhaoxian had broken through to the Golden Core Late Stage a month ago.

As for Chen Dengming, he had already broken through to the Golden Core Late Stage more than a decade ago, and his cultivation speed was simply unbelievable.

She once said that Chen Dengming's cultivation speed was not as fast as Qiao Zhaoxian's.

He even considered himself to be a cut above Chen Dengming in terms of cultivation speed.

As a result, she is now the most lagging behind among the three.

Given her pride, it would be impossible for her not to feel frustrated. Although she greatly admired the two of them, all she wanted to do now was to catch up.

A light drizzle, like gauze or mist.

The entire Perilous Peak, including its mountains and buildings, was painted with a thick layer of lead gray.

The rain, as light and fine as silk, was so soft that it was inaudible. It drifted into the depths of the cave abode with the wind, mingling with bursts of Spiritual Qi light, truly like the ethereal light of immortals.

Long, deep breaths rose and fell from within the cave abode, accompanied by shimmering spiritual light.

Within the dark blue-green spiritual light, a figure sat cross-legged, exhaling rosy clouds and mist; even in its dormant state, its spiritual power was still quite awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, two more figures shrouded in silver light appeared deep within the cave abode. One of them flickered rapidly, unleashing a powerful aura, with silvery arcs of electricity radiating from its body.

Then, this aura vanished abruptly, almost disappearing completely, and the figure, whose body was shimmering with silver Daoist spiritual light, also vanished into thin air.

"Um?"

Chen Dengming suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, and was shocked to find that one of his Martial Immortal Clone had vanished into thin air.

He just had such a large Martial Immortal Clone, and he was cultivating. How could it suddenly disappear?

They can no longer even sense the mental imprint.

"Could it be..."

Chen Dengming turned around in surprise, then got up and walked towards the cave abode behind him.

Another Martial Immortal Clone, who was studying the Human Immortal Physique, also stopped the process of its gradually growing body and Divine Ability transformations. It looked at the other clone that had disappeared into thin air, completely bewildered.

"It seems I've entered the Seven Absolute Realms, specifically the State of Mind, which is why I can't even sense any mental imprints anymore."

Chen Dengming frowned.

That's interesting.

He had never before experienced a situation where he couldn't sense the mental imprint of his clone.

This means that the clone has escaped his control.

Even when his clone was controlled by the Yin Spring Ghost Lord, he was only unable to control the clone, not unable to sense the clone's mental imprint.

"Once the clone enters the State of Mind,' it will most likely perish as its Mental Strength is exhausted, ultimately leaving it with nothing."

Chen Dengming's eyebrows are prominent.

This means he will lose one of his clones.

Losing one clone is one thing; he can simply create a new one.

However, this clone had already been studying the principles of "Man Can Man Conquers Heaven" and "Seven Absolute Realms" for more than four months.

The avatar perished, which also meant that more than four months of contemplation and enlightenment were lost, all previous efforts were wasted, and one had to start all over again.

If Chen Dengming could sense the mental imprint of his clone, he could also transmit his Mental Strength to the clone through mental connection.

But now they are at a loss, and it seems that the only option is to accept the reality of the clone's demise.

"It seems that researching the Seven Absolute Realms is dangerous; one could easily disappear. I do have a clone here, so I can have it try it out and mitigate the risks."

Chen Dengming shook his head, giving up on continuing to condense Martial Immortal Clone to study the Seven Absolute Realms.

This is not an easy task; it may take a long time and a lot of effort.

In the past, he could have studied it slowly, but now he needs to break through his cultivation level as soon as possible, so he has to put aside this Martial Dao Divine Ability that he doesn't know when he will be able to master.

Chen Dengming made a hand seal, preparing to condense a Heavenly Immortal Clone to assist in cultivating the Longevity Merit.

Suddenly, his heart stirred, and he vaguely sensed the connection of the Martial Immortal Clone's mental imprint once again.

"Um?"

Chen Dengming's eyes gleamed with a strange light. He dispersed the Immortal Celestial Dao Power in his hand and focused his mind to sense and capture the existence of the Martial Immortal Clone.

His consciousness became increasingly concentrated, gradually seemingly heading towards the location of the Martial Immortal Clone.

Boom--

Chen Dengming was startled, feeling as if his mind was stranded, isolated, unable to approach his clone, as if it were an inaccessible sacred place.

A magnificent scene gradually unfolded in his mind.

It was a magnificent hall, solemn and dignified, with three ancient Silver Light, 'Human Heart Hall', written on the plaque.

"Among the three halls of the Human Heart Hall Human Immortal Orthodox Lineage, the Human Heart Hall is the most elusive and elusive, the one most difficult to find? The Human Heart Hall is related to my spiritual inheritance."

Chen Dengming was startled and immediately suppressed his excitement.

He already knew from Dongfang Huayuan's words and from the information left behind by the fourth Dao script of the Human God Hall that he had come into contact with that among the three great temples of humans and immortals, the Human Heart Hall was the most difficult to find.

The Human God Hall is already quite ethereal, but as long as one's spirit enters the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man in Martial Dao Divine Ability, one can sense the Human God Hall and enter it. Whether one can obtain it is another matter, but at least one can find it.

The Human Heart Hall is said to exist only within the human heart, making it even more mysterious and difficult to find.

Chen Dengming had tried various methods, but to no Human Heart Hall.

Unexpectedly, this time, the Martial Immortal Clone 'fortuitous opportunity clone found the Human Heart Hall by sheer chance.

"Is it only after becoming heartless that one can enter the Human Heart Hall? Flowers planted with care may not bloom, while willows planted unintentionally may thrive."

Chen Dengming seemed to understand something and continued to observe the Human Heart Hall landscape that appeared in his mind.

Two lines of text were engraved on the two gateposts. "Human hearts are fickle, and the Heavenly Dao is sometimes empty and sometimes full."

Inside the hall, rows of ancient stone pillars are positioned in accordance with the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits, leading straight to the top. The roof is covered with green glazed tiles and contains countless lamps that emit a faint red glow.

However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the light from those lamps was not normal firelight, but rather resembled leaping, bright red human faces, radiating different emotions.

The walls inside the ancient hall are painted with many lifelike patterns, depicting scenes of many people participating in war, as well as landscapes, plants, agriculture, and animal husbandry, interspersed with streaks of Silver Dao Script, as if containing infinite Daoist power.

At this moment, the Martial Immortal Clone was in the center of the hall, enveloped by clusters of dense, cloud-like, strange power descending from the ceiling and streaks of Silver Dao Script flying towards it.

"Inheritance?!"

Chen Dengming was stunned when he saw this.

His clone entered the Human Heart Hall and received the inherited power.

The real him was instead blocked outside. Is there really such an absurd thing? Can't they tell the difference between the two kings?

Just as Chen Dengming was becoming somewhat anxious, he suddenly felt a surge of power flowing back from the spiritual imprint of the Martial Immortal Clone.

In an instant, the power of Dao in his Sea of Consciousness began to slowly increase, and streaks of silvery Dao power shimmered in his Sea of Consciousness.

Accompanying this was also a wisp of extremely pure, unknown power, resembling auspicious clouds.

Just a few strands were enough to make Chen Dengming feel an unbearable swelling and pain in his Dantian.

He was startled and immediately sat down cross-legged, controlling the circulation of his golden elixir.

The golden core within his Dantian was shaken by a wisp of auspicious cloud-like power, causing it to tremble slightly.

"What kind of power is this?"

Chen Dengming was shocked, feeling that this power seemed to be of the same origin as the Human Immortal Way Power, containing a trace of the Dao's aura.

However, it is not as sharp and advanced as the Human Immortal Way Power, but rather gentler and weaker.

But this definitely doesn't resemble the Nascent Soul Power.

"Could it be that only those at the Spirit Transformation need to absorb and condense Dao power?"

Chen Dengming frowned, a suspicion forming in his mind.

The inheritance of this Human Heart Hall may involve Dao power, helping the inheritor to merge with the Dao when Spirit Transformation.

He dared not absorb it rashly, and tried to expel this wisp of power or suppress it with the Human Immortal Way Power.

However, as soon as the Human Immortal Way Power in the Sea of Consciousness was redirected, the golden core that was circulating was drawn by the Daoist power and absorbed this wisp of auspicious cloud-like power into it.

Chen Dengming was startled.

Buzz!--

The golden elixir shone brightly, its energy permeating the air, and its spiritual power spread.

On the panel, the proficiency Longevity Merit Technique suddenly fluctuated violently.

Just then, several more wisps of auspicious cloud-like power surged in through the Martial Immortal Clone's mental imprint.

Before Chen Dengming could even rejoice at how easily he had absorbed this power, he felt as if his Dantian was being pricked and throbbed with needles, as if it were about to burst.

Meanwhile, the clone inside the Human Heart Hall was still enveloped and surrounded by clusters of pure auspicious clouds and the Human Immortal Way Power.

"Not good!"

Chen Dengming realized something was wrong.

If he were to allow his clone to continue feeding him like this, his main body might end up having its Dantian and golden core burst.

But at this moment, wisps of auspicious cloud-like power and Daoist energy surged in, causing his Dantian to be stretched painfully.

Chen Dengming had no choice but to bite the bullet and immediately use his golden core to quickly absorb the power of the auspicious clouds to relieve the pressure in his Dantian.

At the same time, the mind transmits thoughts to the clone, preventing it from absorbing and feeding back.

I'd rather die than see my fellow Daoist die; I'd rather die my clone than see my true self die.

However, as soon as his thoughts were transmitted, they seemed to be blocked by the power of the Human Heart Hall, like a ship that ran aground as soon as it reached the shore, unable to transmit his thoughts into the mind of his clone inside the temple.

This terrible situation was completely unexpected for Chen Dengming. He had thought that discovering the Human Heart Hall would be a fortuitous opportunity, but it turned out to be a nightmare.

Indeed, being exposed to high-end things too early is not necessarily a good thing.

He might become the only cultivator to die at the hands of his own clone, becoming a laughingstock in the Cultivation World.

(I'll add an extra chapter today for every 50 monthly votes I get; judging by my writing speed, it'll probably be tonight.)