Eternal Life: I Can Control My Essence Qi

Back hall of the Daoist Palace.

Zhang Yao and the Nether Abyss Ancestor were still drinking and conversing in the scenic pavilion.

"Master, Fellow Daoist Qingxu!"

Suddenly, the Black Abyss Ascendant hurried over, his face somewhat troubled.

"Hmm? What happened?"

The two of them turned to look at him, and the Nether Abyss Ancestor raised his brow and asked a question.

"It’s like this..."

After steadying his emotions, the Black Abyss Ascendant spoke in a deep voice:

"Since a few days ago, when the Ying Mo Sect Leader, Jiuhua Ancestor, and I were patrolling outside, we noticed something unusual about those foreign Golden Core Cultivators."

"Their interactions have been excessively frequent. Even if they were hosting small auctions or dharma gatherings, it couldn’t possibly be every day, right?"

"We were already suspicious, and it wasn’t until today that we accidentally ran into them..."

After he detailed the incident, he concluded:

"So, based on our investigation, we can mostly confirm that they’ve been hastily conspiring to form connections recently."

"So far, at least four or five groups have already formed, with numerous Golden Core Cultivators allying, using either loose magical artifacts or simply a Dao Heart Oath as a constraint."

"And these groups are not small; the smallest is reportedly joined by seven or eight Golden Core Cultivators, truly not to be underestimated!"

Hearing his words, the Nether Abyss Ancestor furrowed his eyebrows and slowly said:

"It seems we’ve put too much pressure on them, forcing them to band together to counter us."

He paused as he spoke, then gestured dismissively and said:

"Don’t mind them; when it comes down to Mo Yuan, it still depends on one’s abilities."

"Those who are all appearances but no substance, even if they travel in packs, will find it difficult to pose a threat to us. Only those late-stage Golden Core ones are worth noting, but they can’t unite either."

"Moreover, in the area below thirty thousand feet, there are few who can enter, so relying on numbers is futile."

"Master is right."

Listening to this, the Black Abyss Ascendant felt his heart ease, as if swallowing a calming pill.

Since the Nether Abyss Ancestor was so confident, there was no need for him to be overly cautious.

After all, he may not be able to dive thirty thousand feet deep, but the Nether Abyss Ancestor could. If there were indeed great benefits then, he would definitely share a portion with his good disciple.

"Then I shall take my leave first."

The Black Abyss Ascendant bowed and quickly retreated.

After he left, the Nether Abyss Ancestor finally withdrew his gaze and suddenly said:

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu, with the day of the Black Tide approaching, I feel compelled to speak my mind."

Zhang Yao’s expression remained unchanged as he signaled:

"Please speak freely, Daoist."

"Very well, I’ll speak plainly."

The Nether Abyss Ancestor looked at him intently and said:

"I want to ask – are you truly here solely for the Endless Yin Earth, or is there another motive?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Mingyuan?"

He also noticed recently:

Not only was he deliberately befriending the Nether Abyss Ancestor, but the Nether Abyss Ancestor also seemed to be accommodating him, allowing their friendship to deepen rapidly.

This was a tacit and indirect indication that the Nether Abyss Ancestor had something to ask of him.

"Haha..."

The Nether Abyss Ancestor chuckled and spoke bluntly:

"The Endless Yin Earth is generally within the range of twenty to thirty thousand feet."

"When the Black Tide erupts, with our party’s strength, gathering a large amount of Endless Yin Earth will not be a problem."

"But with your strength, Fellow Daoist Qingxu, you can dive below thirty thousand feet. Are you content to just leave and return without further pursuit?"

He spoke with an earnest expression:

"If you are willing to lend me your strength, I can guarantee you will be well-rewarded afterward."

Zhang Yao’s expression shifted slightly as he tentatively asked:

"I wonder what kind of assistance you seek from me, Fellow Daoist?"

Regarding the Middle Aged Mo Yuan, Zhang Yao knew little about the extreme depths below thirty thousand feet and what might be there; he was completely in the dark.

But for the Nether Abyss Ancestor, these were probably not secrets; it should be that he himself lacked capabilities or, for the sake of safety, was inviting him to join.

"Hmm..."

The Nether Abyss Ancestor pondered for a moment before cautiously saying:

"For this matter, forgive me for not being able to discuss it in detail for now."

"But rest assured, after we enter the depths of Mo Yuan, I will find the right moment to disclose everything to you."

"...Alright."

Zhang Yao didn’t mind much and nodded:

"Then I’ll follow your lead, Fellow Daoist."

......

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

On this day:

Zhang Yao was cultivating quietly in the Daoist Palace when he suddenly felt the world spinning around him.

"Rumble..."

The ground shook and trembled, and the palaces and buildings around Mo Yuan swayed back and forth like fragile reeds in the wind.

The commotion from this Earth Dragon Turning Over was so vast that it could be heard for thousands of miles, instantly alarming all the cultivators around Mo Yuan.

"The Black Tide is about to erupt!"

Zhang Yao immediately realized this and instantly ceased his merit, transforming into Escape Light and rushing out.

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

Outside the Daoist Palace, beams of Escape Light shot out and hovered above the sky, including the Nether Abyss Ancestor, Jiuhua Ancestor, Black Abyss Ascendant, and others.

Further away, an en masse, countless Escape Light spirals around the horizon of Mo Yuan.

High-standing Golden Core Ancestors, groups of Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and even daring Qi Refining Cultivators, all were equally excited and thrilled at this moment.

"It’s finally here!"

The Nether Abyss Ancestor’s face revealed a genuine smile.

Not only him but everyone else also showed smiles of delight, feeling a sense of relief akin to hearing the shoes drop.