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Chapter 1092: The Descent of the True Spirit, Inescapable Calamity
Editor: Henyee Translations

The realization that the demon immortal’s true spirit had infiltrated the lower realm sent a chill through both Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan.

Their war to eradicate the Demonic Sect had been fought to prevent precisely this outcome. Yet now, all signs pointed to the demon immortal having succeeded in entering their world.

Had all the resources and lives sacrificed merely delayed this event by a few decades? Even Jiang Chengxuan felt a pang of helplessness.

Ten years was more than enough for the demon immortal’s true spirit to begin preparing for revival. It was only a matter of days before they might hear news of the true spirit manifesting in the world.

Time had become incredibly urgent, and the gravity of the situation now surpassed that of the previous war against the Demonic Sect.

“We must find the location of the demon immortal’s true spirit,” Jiang Chengxuan said after a moment of contemplation. Shen Ruyan nodded solemnly. Without hesitation, they set off once more for the former Demonic Sect territory.

Through a portal in the void, the two appeared at the old battlefield. Now, only heaps of white bones and a pervasive aura of malevolence remained, testifying to the brutal past events.

Jiang Chengxuan sat cross-legged in the void, focusing all his energy. Shen Ruyan stood by his side, guarding him. Using his memory from the past ten years of exploration, he channeled his immense deducing power, probing every inch of the area.

Recollecting all the information about the demon immortal, Jiang Chengxuan sensed a faint connection. With this link, any touch of the deducing power on a related entity would reveal its presence to him instantly.

However, the result left him feeling a mix of emotions and a sense of disappointment. “What did you find, husband?” Shen Ruyan asked as Jiang Chengxuan emerged from his meditative state.

“The demon immortal indeed has a fragment of his true spirit in this realm, but it has already left this place and is hiding somewhere unknown,” Jiang Chengxuan replied slowly.

Though they had anticipated this, it was still a troubling realization. It meant that the great calamity was drawing ever closer.

Learning this now, Jiang Chengxuan was unsure whether it was good or bad news. “Let’s go discuss this with Shifu,” he said finally. They vanished into the void once more.

Shenwu Peak

Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan appeared on Shenwu Peak, where Qin Shenwu resided. Qin Shenwu sensed their arrival and came out to greet them.

After exchanging pleasantries, they entered the main hall and sat down. Qin Shenwu quickly noticed the grave expressions on their faces and felt a sense of unease.

“Chengxuan, Ruyan, you look serious. Has something happened?” he asked. Given the urgency, Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan didn’t hold back, revealing the truth about the demon immortal’s true spirit.

The magnitude of this information left Qin Shenwu stunned. He sighed deeply, forced to accept the reality. “So, the demon immortal’s true spirit has been hiding in the Floodgate Realm for ten years and could awaken at any moment?” he asked, seeking confirmation. Jiang Chengxuan nodded affirmatively.

“Alas, that means our war, though it destroyed the Demonic Sect, only delayed the great calamity by ten years,” Qin Shenwu lamented.

The war had been one of the most perilous battles of his life, claiming the lives of five Mahayana Daolords. Despite the victory, the demon immortal’s plan had still succeeded.

“What do we do next?” Qin Shenwu asked, putting aside any false hopes and turning to Jiang Chengxuan for guidance.

Although he was Jiang Chengxuan’s master, he recognized that his disciple had surpassed him and was now the leader against the looming calamity.

“The demon immortal’s true spirit is hidden somewhere in the Floodgate Realm. Finding it would be like searching for a needle in a haystack,” Jiang Chengxuan explained. Qin Shenwu agreed with this assessment.

“The true spirit of a demon immortal is beyond what ordinary power can affect. I believe we only have one option left,” Jiang Chengxuan said. Qin Shenwu had a hunch about what he meant.

“Are you suggesting…?” Qin Shenwu asked, knowing that what Jiang Chengxuan was referring to was the final resort of the Floodgate Realm.

“Yes, to truly resolve this calamity, we must fully utilize the foundational treasures of each sect,” Jiang Chengxuan confirmed. “We must call upon the immortal treasures that protect the sects’ fortunes to combat the great calamity.”

Qin Shenwu’s expression turned serious as he contemplated this. Every major sect in the Floodgate Realm, especially those with millennia of heritage, had treasures that safeguarded their fortunes.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Sect treasures bound to their destinies could only be wielded with the consent of most members. Even as the leader of the Haoran Sect, Jiang Chengxuan needed approval from ninety percent of its disciples and elders to use their treasure.

These treasures were terrifyingly powerful because they harnessed the collective strength of an entire sect. However, they came with immense risks.

Any damage or corruption to these treasures could have catastrophic effects on the sect’s fortunes.

Using these treasures was a gamble. If they succeeded, they could avert the calamity. If they failed, the consequences would be dire.

Since ancient times, the control of fortunes had never been certain. It was always subject to the whims of fate and the heavens.

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