Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Ancient Times?

Chu Zheng's gaze focused slightly, just about to speak when he was interrupted by Moonlight Immortal Ancestor raising a hand:

"Listen to me first..."

"I don't know much, but your wife, Song Lingxue, and her sister, Song Lingqing, should have been one in a past life, seemingly altered by changes on the Reincarnation Road, causing this rare Soul Division. If you wish to comprehend the secrets of the Reincarnation Road, you must go to Ancient Times."

"Originally, you could rely on the Immortal Destiny Sky Lamp to go, but the Immortal Destiny Sky Lamp is left by the Thirteen Clans and needs Immortal Blood as a medium. Now, since the Immortal Path is no more, you can't open the Ancient Dao Transmission Road, you can only travel through the River of Space-Time, and that is my failure to you."

Chu Zheng listened quietly, not interrupting Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's words.

"To return to Ancient Times, you won't escape hardships; you'll need at least forty percent Heavenly Fate, or else you can't cross the net laid by those Ancient Ancestors."

"With the interference of the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit, if I don't shatter the Immortal Tablet, you can't obtain Immortal Fortune, the same goes for the Martial Path, so the remaining Heavenly Fate can only be sought from the Myriad Realms and Universe..."

After speaking, Moonlight Immortal Ancestor lifted her eyes towards Chu Zheng:

"If you have any more questions, ask quickly, my time is running short."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng solemnly spoke: "What can I do for you?"

Moonlight Immortal Ancestor fell into silence, and after a moment, she spoke:

"If, in the future, you truly rule the world, no matter what, please give the Immortal Path a way to survive; it is just a path of cultivation, in itself not wrong."

"I will remember, regardless of the future of the Immortal Path, I will allow it a glimmer of survival."

Chu Zheng nodded, making a promise.

Moonlight Immortal Ancestor had assisted him greatly, and with only this one request, he naturally would not refuse.

Having received a response, Moonlight Immortal Ancestor no longer looked at Chu Zheng nor at the collapsing rivers and mountains of the Great Immortal Realm. Her body emitted a faint, pure silver halo.

The halo was not immortal power, but her Immortal Body, Dao Seed, and the remaining essence of immortal power, all beginning to sublimate and burn.

She slowly closed her eyelids, remaining silent, her last trace of Divine Sense like a candle flickering in the wind, drifting over the shattered ruins of the Fairy Palace.

Her figure transformed into pure moonlight, like countless tiny stars, slowly rising, ultimately dissolving into the cracked heavens and earth, merging with the new life the Immortal Path nurtured although she ended it with her own hands.

Before her life ended, she chose to transform into Dao, even forsaking the potential of reviving in the next life through the Dao Seed.

Upon the ruins, except for the vast Star Dome, only the shattered remnants of the Jade Stele and dead silence remained.

The group of Ancient Ancestors looked at each other, ultimately suppressing the killing intent they had just raised.

The lingering aura of Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's transformation into Dao lingered long, the air seemingly still carrying that slight, cool silver glow.

Chu Zheng stood silently in the Void, feeling conflicted, his silver-gray robe gently stirred by the soundless breeze.

Suddenly, his expression shifted slightly, the Dao Seed within him slightly turning, invisible threads of causality clearly revealed within the Ancestral Realm's perception.

One thread, carrying a familiar aura, drew his gaze to the nearby Fairy Palace.

In his eyes, a faint golden glow emerged; the palace barriers, along with the countless arrays, were seen through in an instant.

Seeing the person at the other end of the causality thread, Chu Zheng's expression subtly changed.

Song Lingqing.

She sat cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, her body enveloped in Immortal Qi, on the verge of breaking through the bottleneck in her cultivation. Though the world outside was collapsing with the immense transformation of the Immortal Path, it affected her little. Her aura, though fluctuating, remained steady, like a boulder amidst a stormy sea.

Aside from the array set around the Fairy Palace, this situation likely also had much to do with her origins from the Cangyun Realm.

The gaze of Chu Zheng fell on Song Lingqing's face, which appeared particularly serene due to concentration.

This face, in his mind, gradually overlapped with Song Lingxue's.

The illusions in the Heart Burning Corridor, as vivid as yesterday, surged into his mind.

The two faces ultimately merged in his Sea of Consciousness, transforming into Xue Qing's visage.

An indescribable complex emotion suddenly stirred, like a ripple, quietly spreading in the deep, tranquil lake of Chu Zheng's heart.

He had never felt this before, and he quietly gazed at Song Lingqing for a long time.

In the end, he did not step forward to disturb her.

Here in the Great Immortal Realm, aside from seeking Heavenly Fate, he had one more task left undone.

Chu Zheng's gaze shifted from Song Lingqing to the ground beneath him, shaken and destabilized by the shattering of the Immortal Tablet fragment.

Previously in the Heart Burning Corridor, when he encountered the Sun-Eroding Cry, he had heard it mention that its head was suppressed beneath the Heart Burning Corridor, the torso in the center of the Great Immortal Realm, and its limbs dispersed at the four extremes of the world.

And now, beneath this ruin of the Heavenly Fortune Immortal Tablet, was exactly where its torso lay suppressed.

Chu Zheng's sight penetrated the fractured earth, piercing through the chaotic Immortal Dao Laws, soon spotting the Sun-Eroding Cry's torso.

The torso, tainted with Ancestor Blood, was sealed by numerous Immortal Locks, now covered with cracks.

"Sun-Eroding Cry..."

Chu Zheng silently thought, without the slightest hesitation, lowering his head toward the depths of the cracked earth, slowly reaching out his hand.

The movement seemed casual, yet it embodied the mighty power of the Ancestral Realm that controlled the world.

Rumble——

The entire Great Immortal Realm emitted a groan of unbearable strain. Centered on the Immortal Tablet ruins, the earth was torn asunder by an invisible giant hand, an immense canyon stretching for billions of miles instantaneously expanding, majestic immortal mountains collapsing, celestial rivers breaking, the entire tectonic plate upheaved by Chu Zheng, nearly torn apart.

Innumerable Realm Creatures of the Immortal Realm watched in horror as a torso, dark gold throughout, like cast Divine Iron, its surface etched with ancient battle patterns, was slowly pulled from the deepest reaches of the earth by an unseen force!