599 Ascension I

Stagnant Storm zone.

One by one, the bubbles burst open, releasing countless points of light that floated out from the blue Wind Disaster wall.

A massive number of Fusionist were driven and forced to leave their homes to participate in the final battle against Wind Energy.

Thunder King Sect was among them; their entire team was just one small point of light.

The massive blue warships of the Thunder King Sect floated in the formation, appearing as small and inconspicuous as grains of sand from afar.

Inside the largest of the fortress warships, Junchen Primordial Lord quietly watched the cultivators below who came to report.

"You mean... the strongest Heavenly Venerable Wind Master in the current Resistance Army is Lin Chengdao, who infiltrated my Thunder King Sect for many years?"

A flicker of shock crossed her eyes. Intuition told her it was true, but logic told her it was impossible!

Throughout history, no one has ever been able to transcend so many realms and achieve the status of a Celestial Venerable in such a short period of time.

"Yes, I am 100% certain," the subordinate replied solemnly. "To verify this, I conducted investigations from various sources over three years, and hundreds of pieces of evidence all point to this fact."

Examining the shallow memories his subordinates had revealed to him, Junchen Primordial Lord remained silent.

How could such an absurd thing happen!?

A mere few million years... Even the most talented Celestial Venerable in the Resistance Army wouldn't have achieved such a feat so quickly. Not to mention the Wind Lord's current power, which is clearly more exaggerated than that of an ordinary Celestial Venerable.

"You may leave..." Junchen Primordial Lord sighed and waved his hand.

The disciple bowed again and left the main hall, leaving only Junchen Primordial Lord alone, his face full of worry.

"Why are you in such a bad mood? Isn't this a good thing?" Suddenly, a slender woman dressed in a purple-black bikini floated slowly into the main hall, landed, and looked at Jun Chen.

"Senior brother? What are you doing???" Junchen Primordial Lord didn't react at first, but after taking a closer look, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Why did you change into a woman's body?! And why are you dressed like that?

"I was born into an asexual race, so what's wrong with switching?" The person who came was none other than Immortal Lord Qingyang, who was also her senior brother who had infiltrated the sect with her. Now, her senior brother had taken control of the Myriad Stars Tower, and she had taken control of the Thunder King Sect.

The two had already achieved their goal and were about to leave when they were controlled by the Phantom Vine Celestial.

Just when they thought their fate was sealed and they were doomed to die, the Phantom Vine suddenly disappeared.

Just as the two were about to take the opportunity to pack up and run away, they were forced by Wind Disaster to go to the Wind Lord War Zone to fight.

This is truly a chain reaction, one link leading to another, a situation from which there is no way to resist.

"Mainly because I heard that the Solar Wind Lord is fond of women, I changed into a female human body. Maybe when I'm forced to fight, the other side will go easy on me," said Immortal Lord Qingyang, utterly shameless.

"But..." Junchen Primordial Lord wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

"Look at you... you made a good first impression on Solar Wind Lord, unlike me. I had to put in a lot of effort to reshape that impression after I appeared in my true form," said Immortal Lord Qingyang. "It's a pity. If it weren't wartime, sending you to his bedside might have been a great ally."

"What are you saying, Senior Brother?!" Junchen Primordial Lord said angrily.

"You don't understand. At the Celestial Venerable level, especially with such a powerful Celestial Venerable, if the first impression isn't good, the next time they meet you, their true form might be influenced and distorted by the Celestial Venerable's impression, and they might actually become that kind of person. This is extremely serious," said Immortal Lord Qingyang solemnly.

"We are the strongest Fusionist of the Wind Disaster, protected by the Source Disaster's status, it's impossible for us to do this." Junchen Primordial Lord frowned.

"That's hard to say. After all, the opponent isn't some ordinary Celestial Venerable. Only the strongest Celestial Venerable has ever accomplished such a feat of fighting multiple Source Disaster alone," said Immortal Lord Qingyang.

Junchen Primordial Lord remained silent.

"Junior Sister, do you know how many Thought Endures Eternally Fusionist we have sent out this time?" Immortal Lord Qingyang asked.

"Approximately seven thousand six hundred people, almost the maximum number in all the surrounding Wind Disaster areas," Junchen Primordial Lord replied.

"Do you think we pose a threat to the Wind Lord?" Qingyang asked again.

Jun Chen fell silent again. Although their cultivation levels were only one level apart, the reality was incredibly cruel.

Even if their numbers doubled, they would still be cannon fodder to the Celestial Venerable, but only cannon fodder that was immortal and more resilient.

"You want to completely lose your senses and become a monster? Let me make this clear, I don't want that. So since you and the Wind Lord have a past karmic connection, you can use that connection to establish a relationship with him beforehand, and then deliver yourself to his doorstep. If you can create more karmic connections, perhaps he will show mercy when he attacks you." Immortal Lord Qingyang had obviously planned this all along.

"With your beauty and the conditions for imprinting, plus the special relationship you once had with the Wind Lord as master and disciple, the success rate is extremely high! That's why I'm here today hoping you can introduce me to someone. If you want to recommend yourself, remember to bring your senior brother along."

"Senior brother, have you no shame?!" Junchen Primordial Lord said helplessly.

"Of course not. We've all become Fusionist, and we've already lost face countless times. As long as we can survive, losing face is nothing. If we can get in touch with such a top-tier expert because of this, even if we're on different sides, it would be a great thing." Immortal Lord Qingyang laughed.

Junchen Primordial Lord was speechless. Looking at her reflection in the crystal surface, she felt helpless and couldn't help but think of those monster Fusionist had lost their sense of self and cognition.

Their ultimate fate is to completely lose their human form and transform into Source Disaster monsters.

She... didn't want it to be like this!

Looking at her own curvaceous figure reflected in the light, she suppressed the chaos in her mind and began to carefully recall her daily attire when she was with Lin Hui.

If you want to build a relationship, it's best to go back to how the other person remembers you.

Soon, she appeared in a black short-sleeved top, a white mini-skirt, black stockings, and her white hair was loose and disheveled. To prevent her from dying too quickly before the other party could recognize her, she carefully touched her clothes on her full chest, and two words immediately appeared on the black clothes: Jun Chen.

"Not enough, wait!" Seeing that his junior sister had finally understood, Immortal Lord Qingyang nodded in satisfaction. He then pinched something in his hand, and a black, button-like object appeared. He stuck it to the outside of his junior sister's arm.

"This uninterrupted external soul broadcaster can make your signal, that you are Junchen Primordial Lord, resonate within a million light-years. Therefore, you won't be afraid of being killed by the aftershocks."

Junchen Primordial Lord adjusted her divine sense and listened for a moment.

I am Junchen Primordial Lord, Lin Tianzun, please don't hit me. I am...

A recording, playing endlessly and mindlessly, was being played rapidly and continuously in the surrounding area.

"... Does it have to be this exaggerated?!" she couldn't help but say helplessly.

"I've gone to check out the situation in the Wind Lord War Zone, and the harshness of the environment is even more exaggerated than you imagine," said Immortal Lord Qingyang solemnly.

She took a few steps back.

"Okay, that's it... wait, then it's my turn." She suddenly turned around and became exactly like Junchen Primordial Lord, the only difference being their clothes. She was wearing a white top and a black short skirt, while Jun Chen was wearing a black top and a white short skirt.

"Alright. Perfect."

Junchen Primordial Lord shook his head helplessly. At this moment, the warship fleet suddenly trembled, and a huge blue vortex leaping hole appeared in front of them.

The entire fleet plunged into the vortex, and a moment later, the surrounding blue light vanished, leaving them in a vast, empty, dark void.

"Ready, we're entering the war zone!" Qingyang's expression turned solemn.

Junchen Primordial Lord was about to reply.

Boom!!

The next instant, a dazzling white fan of light traversed countless Black Domain voids, gently descending and crashing down upon the entire fleet.

Boom!

Some of the warships above exploded out of thin air before they even made contact with the giant folding fan.

Countless high-level Fusionist within didn't even have a chance to escape before being dissolved into nothingness by the invisible white light on the fan.

"Quickly! It's Celestial Venerable Mu!!" Qingyang shouted sharply.

Junchen Primordial Lord's heart pounded wildly as she watched the enormous folding fan's surface sweep over her. The Heavenly Venerable's attack, with its complete suppression of her status, had already caused slight cracks to appear on her physical imprint even before it got close.

If you die once, the amount of knowledge you lose will be...

She channeled all her cultivation, forming a dazzling blue spear in front of her. Grabbing the spear, countless blue threads exploded behind her, flying backward.

Then he threw it with force.

"The Three Realms Soulbreaker Spear!" This was her trump card, a terrifying weapon capable of destroying the entire Thunder King Sect in one strike.

It is the strongest move, with the potential of the Thought Endures Eternally" level pushed to its limit, and it is mixed with countless surging high-level Wind Disaster Energy.

It can be said that, aside from the difference in rank, her attack had already touched the lower limit of an ordinary Heavenly Venerable's ordinary attack.

The dazzling blue spear transformed into a laser, shooting out and hurtling straight towards the giant white fan.

puff.

Then, the spear exploded like fireworks the instant it touched the fan, illuminating a small area around it.

And then... that was it.

"Junior sister, call her quickly!!" Immortal Lord Qingyang shouted urgently from behind.

The folding fan was rapidly enlarging, threatening to destroy the two people and the warship in the next second.

Jun Chen finally snapped out of his shock at how his all-out attack had amounted to nothing more than a firework. In his haste, he shouted through his voice at full speed.

puff.

The folding fan obliterated the warship and broke through the main hall wall. It was only a few meters away from encountering Qingyang and Junchen.

But at this moment, the fan stopped.

The next instant, a massive, twisting force swept the two of them up and threw them into a suddenly appearing black vortex.

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The core area of Wind Lord War Zone.

Lin Hui, who had been sitting cross-legged without moving, suddenly and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes, burning with endless blue flames, gazed at a void not far away.

puff.

In the void, a black vortex suddenly appeared, and then two familiar figures were thrown out from it in the blink of an eye.

The figure was small, but for Lin Hui at this moment, the fact that he could see it meant that the other person's size was measured in tens of thousands of light-years.

And it feels familiar...

Lin Hui instantly realized the identity represented by the newcomer's appearance.

"Teacher Junchen Primordial Lord, how have you been?"

He stretched out a hand, releasing a tremendous pulling force from his palm, drawing the two of them towards him and landing steadily.

Junchen Primordial Lord and Immortal Lord Qingyang appeared in his palm like two extremely tiny mosquitoes, almost imperceptible without close inspection.

"So it's... Celestial Venerable Lin... It's been many years, how have you been?" Before Junchen Primordial Lord could speak, Immortal Lord Qingyang quickly composed himself and bowed with clasped hands.