PDLP Chapter 1981 One and a Half Years Later!
Chapter 1981 One and a Half Years Later!
Just as the demon race's high-ranking officials were discussing this major operation...
Meanwhile, countless demon cultivators of various forms stood in clusters on the floating reefs of the demon race that floated on the sea, their sharp whispers intertwining.
A scaly sea monster extended its divine sense, staring intently at the human defense line in the distance;
A flying demon with sharp wings circled high in the sky, its gaze sweeping warily over the endless human fortifications;
There were also veteran demon cultivators with furrowed brows, calculating and deducing with their fingertips, their expressions solemn.
The human race's recent actions have been too unusual; they have laid out layers of defenses across the vast ocean, pressing forward step by step.
This grand and elaborate plan made all the demon allies uneasy, unable to guess what kind of backup plan the human race was plotting.
The clamor and discussions from the outside world did not reach Cheng Buzheng's ears at all.
He wore a plain black robe, the hem of which was casually blown by the fierce sea breeze. His figure was suspended in the air above the clouds, his posture upright and aloof.
The surrounding clouds surged and the wind howled, but they could not get within three feet of him, all of them were kept out by the invisible barrier.
Cheng Buzheng continued his slow patrol along the human race's defensive line, which stretched for thousands of miles and spanned the vast ocean.
This defensive line is like a sleeping steel dragon, stretching across the sea border between humans and demons. The islands are covered with restrictions, and every checkpoint is heavily guarded.
He moved with a steady pace, his divine sense spreading out like flowing water, meticulously examining every node of the defense line.
He would pause for a moment at each defensive line he visited.
Then,
The entire sea area began to tremble slightly.
A deep, resonant rumble echoed from the depths of the sea, beneath which spiritual light surged and dark currents churned, and a thick, earth-yellow power of law quietly gathered in the deep sea.
With a series of deep rumbles, islands with hard soil and solid rock veins broke through the dark seawater and slowly rose to the surface.
When the island broke through the sea...
The surrounding waves were forcefully pushed aside, and pebbles mixed with seawater splashed up, while ancient sea mud deposited underground surged up, carrying a faint fishy smell.
Each island has a regular outline and a solid foundation, formed purely by moving seabed rock layers and drawing upon the power of the earth's veins.
Once the island had completely emerged from the sea and was stably anchored in the designated area, Cheng Buzheng did not linger.
His figure flickered, and the spiritual light around him suddenly surged, transforming into an extremely condensed silver stream of light that tore through the low-lying clouds and disappeared into the vast horizon in an instant, heading towards the next defensive node.
And so, the cold winters and hot summers came and went, the tides rose and fell.
Cheng Buzheng repeated the same tedious and mentally taxing procedures day after day.
Exploring defense lines, calibrating coordinates, stirring up rock strata, and solidifying islands—the cycle repeats itself endlessly.
He traversed the seas and covered the entire defensive line for a full year.
……
this day,
The sky was cloudless, and the sea was crystal clear.
On the easternmost edge of the human defense line, in a vast, boundless ocean, the once calm sea surface suddenly began to tremble violently.
boom!
A deafening roar suddenly erupted, its sound waves sweeping across a thousand miles of sea.
The tremor caused white mist to churn on the sea surface and the low-altitude clouds to shake violently.
With this earth-shattering roar, the endless deep blue seawater surged wildly, a huge whirlpool formed out of thin air on the surface, and turbid undercurrents crashed wildly on the seabed.
Giant white waves surged into the sky, layer upon layer, rising high into the air.
The waves, carrying pebbles and seaweed, surged with immense force, resembling a collapsing apocalypse.
Then, the vast sea was forcibly parted to both sides by an immense force, revealing the dark and deep seabed rock layers.
A powerful and profound earthy aura surged forth from the deep sea.
It's as if a colossal creature, slumbering for millennia, is about to break free from the seabed and rise to the surface.
After a while, the endless, churning waves slowly subsided, and the surging seawater returned to calm.
A giant island, spanning hundreds of miles in circumference, with flat terrain and solid rock layers, stands steadily above the blue sea.
The island is covered with scattered rocks, and the veins of the earth are clearly visible.
Cheng Buzheng stood silently a thousand meters in the air, his clothes fluttering without wind, looking down at the brand-new island below.
His usually aloof and indifferent face had lost its usual coldness, and a hint of relief finally showed in his bloodshot, slightly tired dark eyes.
The fatigue accumulated over the past year dissipates slightly at this moment.
"It was worth it for me to work so hard for more than a year."
He muttered to himself, his voice slightly hoarse, his fingertips twitching slightly as his gaze swept over every inch of the island.
"Now the foundation of the last line of defense has been laid, and thousands of islands have been connected to form an impregnable sea barrier for humankind."
The next step is simply to channel the underground spiritual veins into the island, excavate spiritual channels, and construct a fire chamber.
Then they built a celestial city and set up high-level defensive formations.
He slightly raised his eyes, gazing at the distant horizon, silently calculating the progress in his mind:
"Based on the timeline, it will take about six months to complete all the supporting works."
Just as Cheng Buzheng was deep in thought and silently planning the next steps...
A profound sense of emptiness suddenly welled up in my heart.
The flow of the laws within the body also became sluggish and slow.
Even divine sense was starting to feel weak.
Cheng Buzheng frowned slightly, then suddenly realized what was happening, a self-deprecating glint in his eyes.
"I was so busy that I almost forgot about my own losses, focusing all my attention on building the defenses."
Given his current state of exhaustion, the most important thing to do is to go into seclusion to recuperate and restore his cultivation.
He slowly inhaled and exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, suppressing the surging fatigue within him, and said calmly:
"Fine."
"In any case, the preparatory process for the fusion of spiritual veins and the construction of the immortal city still needs some time to prepare."
"I will take advantage of this free time to cultivate in seclusion, replenish my depleted power of the laws, and restore myself to peak condition before proceeding with the next step of my plan."
That's right,
For a whole year, Cheng Buzheng never stopped for a moment.
There was no time to calmly rest and recuperate.
Although the amount of primordial law power he expended each time he condensed an island was not excessive...
However, this project is massive, involving far more than just a few islands.
Instead, it consists of thousands of islands that have formed one after another, spanning hundreds of millions of miles of sea.
In addition, the long journeys day and night, traversing the world, and the frequent use of divine sense to probe and calibrate, accumulated over time...
The amount of power of the laws consumed has reached a massive level.
Fortunately, when the island was being formed, his power of law was merely a trigger; he relied more on the power of heaven and earth, the deep-sea veins, and the forces of nature to complete the island-building process.
If he were to rely solely on his own strength, purely on the power of his own laws to build the island...
Even if one were to exhaust all their cultivation and all their inner essence, they could at most condense a few dozen islands.
Any more and I would be willing but unable to do more.
It is absolutely impossible to complete such a massive project.
Even with the help of the power of heaven and earth, Cheng Buzheng has reached his limit of endurance by this point.
Immediately,
Cheng Buzheng glanced indifferently to the side.
Not far away in mid-air, the Blazing Sun Half-Venerable stood tall and straight, head bowed, body hunched, breathing heavily.
Clearly, he had been waiting silently for a signal, not daring to disturb the peace in the slightest.
At this moment, Cheng Buzheng had no mind to give instructions on trivial matters. Without giving any further instructions, he transformed into an extremely dazzling streak of light, breaking through the clouds in the sky and disappearing without a trace in an instant.
The half-saint of the Blazing Sun looked up in the direction he had left, his expression respectful. He did not look up for a long time, secretly admiring the charisma of this guild leader.
Three months later!
In a certain sea area, thousands of miles below the ocean...
In the dark and cold depths of the sea, undulating black mountain ranges crisscross, jagged rocks are scattered everywhere, and the black water is silent and still.
Only a few faint rays of light seeped from the seabed rocks, dispelling some of the darkness.
Deep within the mountains, a natural cave is hidden behind layers of rock walls. The cave is surrounded by multiple concealment restrictions, preventing divine sense from detecting it, making it extremely well hidden.
Inside the cave, a simple and unadorned stone chamber is clean and tidy.
The stone walls were rough and unadorned, the floor was polished smooth, and only a blue stone cushion was placed in the center.
There are no luxurious decorations; it is minimalist and tranquil.
On the futon, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged in meditation, his eyes closed and his posture upright.
The almost vaporized spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed continuously into his body through the pores of his body.
a moment,
His long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and his dark eyes snapped open.
Two deep gazes pierced the darkness of the stone chamber, a flash of spiritual light in their eyes disappearing in an instant, and the spiritual energy flowing around them slowly returned to calm.
He focused intently on sensing the state within his body, and the stagnant power of the laws began to flow smoothly again.
Feeling the abundant power of the laws within his body, Cheng Buzheng's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, and he sighed softly.
"No wonder it is so difficult for cultivators to take each step forward when they reach the Nascent Soul Realm."
"Besides the fact that the laws become increasingly obscure and profound, the difficulty of comprehending them increases exponentially."
The environment of this world is no longer suitable for cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.
He raised his hand and gently clenched it, a wisp of pure law power gathering in his palm. Watching the law power slowly flow, his tone was calm yet tinged with a hint of melancholy:
"The power of the smelting law takes too long and is extremely inefficient."
This seclusion, just to replenish the power of the laws lost over the past year, took a full three months.
Cheng Buzheng pondered to himself, finding it hard to imagine what would happen if he broke through to the Void Refinement Realm in the future, and his cultivation level rose again...
How long will it take for that complete recovery?
Is it one year? Or three years?
He knew in his heart that the main reason for the slow recovery was that the spiritual energy concentration in this world was too poor.
If one were in an ancient spiritual realm, the spiritual energy would be rich and abundant...
Both spiritual practice and recovery will be twice as effective with half the effort.
It would never take that long.
However, the world is undergoing dramatic changes, and spiritual energy is gradually depleting. This is an irreversible constraint imposed by the environment.
It was at this moment that Cheng Buzheng fully understood why those Nascent Soul cultivators in the past were so determined to ascend to the Upper Realm.
Ascend!
It's not just about breaking through realm barriers, prolonging the long path of immortality, or extending one's lifespan.
More importantly...
This world is far too harsh on Nascent Soul cultivators.
When a powerful cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage cultivates in this barren land, it's like a fish out of flowing water, bound by layers of heaven and earth.
That feeling of slow decay and stagnation, of a slow death, is enough to suffocate and drive one to despair.
A multitude of complex thoughts flashed through his mind.
A moment later,
Cheng Buzheng sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
Her cool gaze returned to calm, all traces of melancholy gone.
"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it now."
The shackles of heaven and earth, the path to ascension—this matter can be resolved slowly and deliberately after my cultivation has deepened.
"Right now, we should first handle the maritime defense situation properly."
Once the immortal city and the array are all completed,
After eliminating the threat of the demon race, one can return to oneness with their true spirit, clear their mind of distractions, and once again retreat into seclusion to focus on cultivation.
Thinking of this,
He slowly stood up, his black robe draped over his shoulders, his posture upright.
In the dark, pitch-black underwater stone chamber, a silver glint flashed silently.
Cheng Buzheng's figure faded away, disappearing from the stone chamber in an instant without leaving a trace of his presence. Only a faint trace of spiritual energy remained, proving that he had once secluded himself there for cultivation.
……
Time flows by, and years pass quietly.
In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed.
High above, the sea of clouds is clear and the breeze is gentle.
Looking down from the clouds, the desolate islands that emerged from the sea six months ago have already changed their appearance.
On the once barren, rocky land...
One after another, magnificent and imposing cities rose from the ground, standing firmly in the center of the island, grand and majestic, shrouded in ethereal beauty.
The streets paved with white marble are crisscrossed and orderly.
The magnificent palaces and pavilions are layered upon each other, with their upturned eaves piercing the clouds.
The palaces and pavilions are arranged in a staggered pattern, with exquisite and elegant carved beams and painted rafters.
Each immortal city radiated a warm, spiritual light, its walls were indestructible, and runes flowed subtly around them.
Without careful investigation, no one would notice that a faint wisp of pure fire energy lingers above many palaces and workshops within the city.
No one could believe that such a grand and exquisitely constructed immortal city was hastily built in just six months.
Besides the magnificent buildings, all the facilities in the city, such as protective arrays, isolation barriers, spirit-gathering arrays, and early warning barriers, have been fully set up.
Interlocking defenses, layer upon layer, protected the entire island completely.
If it weren't for the need to carefully select rare spiritual materials to forge building materials, meticulously inscribe high-level array runes, and repeatedly reinforce the restriction nodes, the construction time could be significantly shortened.
If it were an ordinary city, with the extraordinary abilities of cultivators, it could be built from the ground and completed overnight.
This demonstrates the astonishing construction abilities possessed by cultivators who have embarked on the path of cultivation.
Moving mountains and filling seas, building cities and erecting palaces, can all be done in the blink of an eye.
now,
Inside the core palace of this immortal city, where the Half-Venerable Blazing Sun resides...
The hall was spacious and magnificent, with white jade flooring and golden brick beams. Gilded runes were carved on the beams and pillars, gleaming with spiritual light.
High above, the Blazing Sun Half-Venerable sat regally on an ancient and imposing obsidian throne.
His expression was solemn, his aura calm, and he was surrounded by a faint, warm aura, exuding an imposing presence without anger.
Below, in front of rows of jade tables, several Nascent Soul True Monarchs dressed in standard robes stood respectfully, bowing deeply as they reported on the progress of the project.
"Reporting to Senior, the main island immortal city is now fully completed."
The city is fully equipped with palaces, workshops, post stations, and training grounds; the underground fire chamber, spiritual vein channels, and storage warehouses have all been tested and operational.
"senior……"
...(End of this chapter)