Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

At this moment, a large shadow appeared on the sea surface below, and huge tentacles resembling monstrous pythons, large enough for three people to embrace, thrust out from the sea with a bold and reckless display, instantly stirring up countless massive waves.

Suddenly,

the seawater parted to both sides, and a massive azure-black head, as large as a mountain, rose from under the sea. At the center of the head, a singular giant eye resembled a deep pond, flashing a fierce and venomous look.

Compared to it, Zhao Sheng seemed insignificant, yet his presence was more overwhelming.

"Vile beast, upon seeing me, why don't you swiftly retreat! Heaven has always had a benevolence for life; I am unwilling to create more deaths. If you remain obstinately ignorant, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhao Sheng's gaze hardened, suddenly shouting loudly, his voice like thunder echoing across the ocean.

Zhao Sheng did not wish to create enmity with the Sea Dominator Octopus clan, hence he suppressed his killing intent, thinking to scare off this Seventh Rank Sea Dominator Octopus.

Unexpectedly, this Sea Dominator Octopus, accustomed to rampant dominance in these waters, ignored Zhao Sheng's warning. With a roar, six giant tentacles, carrying the gusting wind and thunder, drew towards Zhao Sheng together,

simultaneously, a vast amount of water vapor rose to the sky, spreading to cloak the nearby heavenly curtain.

Zhao Sheng's figure flickered and vanished into thin air.

The next moment, he suddenly appeared to the left of the Sea Dominator Octopus's head; the flames of the Ten Thousand Fire Tripod surged dramatically, suddenly spewing forth a cyan fire dragon that pounced onto the Sea Dominator Octopus's head, sizzling and scorching immediately.

Roar!

The Sea Dominator Octopus cried out incessantly, its head suddenly radiating a dazzling black light, seemingly resisting the fire dragon's burns.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng disappeared once again.

Within just a few breaths, his figure flickered around the Sea Dominator Octopus, each appearance creating a new terrifying wound on the Seventh Rank octopus, causing the beast to roar repeatedly but unable to harm Zhao Sheng in the slightest.

A moment later, a sword's whistle echoed from mid-air. A large emerald-red fire sword suddenly descended from the sky, seemingly aiming to end this monster with one strike.

At this moment, the large octopus was already riddled with scars. Seeing the fire sword approaching, it roared angrily, using its remaining two large tentacles to block above its head, a layer of black light emerging atop them.

The emerald-red fire sword slashed at the tentacles, easily severing them, and its momentum continued unabated, directly slashing onto the octopus sea beast's head, blazing fire shooting skyward and slicing it in half.

The massive octopus body struggled and twisted for a long time before finally becoming motionless.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng descended swiftly, quickly extracting the Sea Dominator Octopus's single eye and Demon Core, then chopped its remains into eight large pieces, storing them separately in his Storage Bag.

Having eliminated Hidden Island's greatest threat, Zhao Sheng's figure suddenly flashed, disappearing from the blood-soaked sea surface without a trace.

...

In the southwest of Hidden Island, a village vaguely appeared amidst lush greenery.

Waves of cooking smoke rose from the village, where numerous small fenced yards were situated, their walls newly erected. Within the yards, green trees flourished, chickens and ducks pecked at the ground, the village's main road straight and dry, with diligent villagers having carved out small vegetable gardens along the roadside, verdant and thriving.

This village seemed like a paradise away from the world,

however, figures were rarely seen in the village; only the trails of smoke curled upwards, lending a quiet ambiance.

Cough cough!

At this moment, two coughs suddenly broke through the silence of the village from the yard closest to the village gate.

This seemed like a signal!

Along with the sound of coughing, similar coughs began echoing one after the other from about a dozen nearby yards.

With a creak, Fang Sanping, with a sallow face, pushed open the solid wooden door, stepped out of the house, and came to rest against the trunk of a peach tree in the center of the yard.

Fang Sanping's face held several red spots, each only as small as a bean, yet bulging as if filled with pus and blood.

Feeling slightly itchy, Fang Sanping reached to scratch his cheek but inadvertently broke a blood spot, causing a strand of dark red pus-blood to ooze out.

He appeared entirely indifferent to this, seemingly accustomed to it.

Fang Sanping gazed greedily around at everything, looking at the brand new yard, at the dozen clucking hens.

After looking and looking, he involuntarily showed a foolish grin.

"Dear, time to eat! There's fried fish today," a straightforward and lively female voice came from indoors.

"Cough cough, I'm coming right away!" Fang Sanping propped himself up against the tree trunk, stood from the ground, dusted off the yellow dirt from his behind, and happily returned indoors.

Eating the fragrant fried fish, while glancing at his capable and virtuous wife.

Fang Sanping reminisced his奇 experiences over the past two years; it all felt like a dream.

Two years ago, he could never have imagined such good fortune!

Back then, he almost starved to death on the streets, luckily rescued by an Immortal, and later even more fortunate, followed the Immortal to this Immortal Island.

Upon reaching the island, not only was he granted a yard, easily married, but even assigned twenty acres of prime farmland.

Fang Sanping felt like his life had reached its peak; if he could have some healthy sons, his life would be complete, fulfilling his duty to his ancestors.

However, not everything was smooth since arriving on the island.

Perhaps due to acclimatization issues, in the past two months, villagers began contracting a pox-like disease.

This disease was quite tormenting, though not fatal, leaving one's body consistently weary, unable to farm anymore.

Recently, he heard people from the town say that city dwellers too had contracted the pox disease, reportedly causing the deaths of several elderly.

Despite the disease sounding frightful, as long as the island's Immortals remained, Fang Sanping felt it wasn't too dire.

These days, while lying restlessly due to illness, he had already planned to visit the Immortals' cave mansion once healed, bowing thrice to wish the Immortal longevity.

Zhao Guduan was entirely unaware that the refugees he had casually brought over as fillers two years ago were secretly "cursing" him for longevity.

At this moment, Zhao Gurui stood in a formal manner behind his clan brother Zhao Gudu, hands hanging down, appearing as a subordinate amidst the crowd.

At this exact moment, the clouds in the sky suddenly tore open, immediately followed by more than ten streaks of light shooting out of the void, rapidly heading towards the island.

At the forefront of the crowd, upon witnessing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes slightly narrowed, golden light swirling within them, suddenly soaring into the air.

Following him, Zhao Hongcen and Zhao Wanxian, two Golden Cores of the Zhao Family, also flew up.

Moments later, those dozen streaks of tunneling light flew overhead, directly surrounding Zhao Sheng and others.

Every one of these people, without exception, wore purple thunder Dao robes. Leading them was a tall, imposing individual, fixing a hostile gaze on Zhao Sheng.

As soon as he appeared, Zhao Sheng recognized his identity from the masculine and feminine appearance.

These unexpected guests all came from the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Sect, led by none other than the Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator known as Thunder Movement Lei Xinggang.

And behind him, stood a young gentleman with purple brows and a alluring woman, both Late-stage Golden Core Masters.

Among the rest, the weakest was at the Fake Pill stage, suggesting that these individuals had gathered others from various sects.

"Hehe, Taoist Zhao, your Zhao family has crossed into our territory! This sea area, along with this island, are Yan Continent domains, within the range of our Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Sect's influence. Yet without a single word, you forcibly occupied the spirit island, how excessively domineering," Lei Xinggang sized up Zhao Sheng with a smirk.

"Oh, I thought the Zhongya Island Chain has always been masterless. How could it be your sect's territory?" Zhao Sheng said calmly, his expression unchanged.

Upon this statement, Lei Xinggang and the others' faces immediately turned sour.

The Zhongya Island Chain extends from the Central Continent Shelf towards Yan Continent, comprising several thousand islands, roughly resembling a chain linking Central and Yan Continents.

On this island chain numerous overseas cultivation forces exist, led primarily by the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Sect and Independent Cultivation Alliance.

"Hehe... Do you have the leisure to ridicule us at the doorstep of death?" Lei Xinggang sneered coldly.

"What do you mean by this, Mr. Lei?" Zhao Sheng feigned confusion and asked.

"Brother and sister disciples, listen up, the person before you is called Mu Lei, an accomplice of rebel remnants Dao Yu. Previously it was this man who obstructed, allowing Dao Yu to escape. Capturing him now will provide an explanation to the sect," Lei Xinggang spoke loudly to his fellow disciples instead of answering Zhao Sheng.

"Yes!" responded the crowd from the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Sect, their expressions showing some excitement.

"Oh, unexpected that a disciple of the sacred land could conceive such a method for impersonating and atoning, truly opening Mu's eyes! The thought is clever,