I Have an Omen System

Cyan Cloud Sect, Main Peak

Nearly a hundred Purple Mansion Cultivators stood in the center of the White Jade Square.

"Han Zhenren, the Teleportation Array is just ahead. I do not have an Identity Sword Jade, so I cannot enter," Chen Li said respectfully.

"Alright!" Qin Xuan reined in his aura and strode inside.

Like a drop of water in the ocean, he was utterly inconspicuous.

The hundred-some Purple Mansion Cultivators were clearly divided into four major factions.

The Cyan Cloud Sect disciples, about twenty of them, were all uniformly dressed in Flowing Cloud Cyan Robes, with a faint cyan radiance flowing around their bodies.

The cultivators from the Celestial Mountain Four Symbols Sect all wore plain white Daoist Robes and carried Sword Boxes on their backs. Their auras were sharp and piercing.

The Fire Cloud Sect and the Thick Earth Sect stood together. The Fire Cloud Sect cultivators wore robes as red as fire, while those from the Thick Earth Sect were clad in earthy-brown martial attire.

Qin Xuan spotted some familiar faces right away.

Zhao Yan from the Fire Cloud Sect, and Shi Jian from the Thick Earth Sect!

'How did they end up here too?'

Besides them, there were also the Earth Mountain Eight Trigrams Cave and the Human Mountain Great Sorrow Alliance.

The Eight Trigrams Cave cultivators wore black and white Daoist Robes and held Compasses, while the Great Sorrow Alliance was mostly composed of gray-robed cultivators, each with a sorrowful expression and a gloomy look in their eyes.

In addition, there were numerous cultivators from various families and Loose Cultivators in assorted attire, gathered in small groups.

However, what struck Qin Xuan as odd was that Ye Qingxuan and Lu Hanzhou weren't there. He didn't even see Xiao Min'Er.

'They must have taken an internal route.'

'It pays to have connections!'

Just as Qin Xuan was musing to himself, four dazzling streaks of light shot across the sky.

The light faded, revealing four figures with unfathomably deep auras.

The old man at the forefront had a lean, ascetic face. His hair was tied up with a wooden pin, and he wore a gray Daoist Robe.

An invisible pressure descended upon the entire square, causing all the Purple Mansion Cultivators to hold their breath.

A Mid-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator!

The other three were dressed in the standard Flowing Cloud Cyan Robes of the Cyan Cloud Sect, with three gold threads embroidered on their cuffs. They were, unmistakably, three Late-stage Golden Core True Monarchs.

A Golden Core True Monarch on the left with a stern face stepped forward. His voice, like cold iron, carried clearly to everyone's ears. "Silence. We respectfully invite the Cyan Yang Daoist Monarch to give his instructions."

The Cyan Yang Daoist Monarch stroked his beard and smiled, his calm gaze sweeping over the crowd below.

"The Little Cloud Peak Celestial Realm was formed from a fragment of the ancient world and appears once every hundred years. It was originally a paradise for cultivators like us, filled with Spirit Medicines and countless opportunities. However, during an ancient war, the realm's core was corrupted by the Demonic Qi of fiends from the Outer Domain. The Spirit Veins reversed, and the Blessed Lands were turned into demonic soil."

"Your trial for this journey has been briefly outlined in the Jade Scrolls. But I must emphasize this again: after you enter, you must find a Blessed Land that has not been completely demonized and plant the 'Cyan Cloud Spirit Seed' that the Sect has bestowed upon you."

"You must nurture it with your own pure Magical Power, allowing it to take root in a Spirit Vein and flourish with Vitality. Only then can it gradually dispel and purify the Demonic Qi."

"Once the Spirit Seed takes root, sprouts, and grows into a three-foot-tall green sapling, your mission will be considered a success. You can then use this sapling's connection to find your way back during the full moon."

Another Golden Core True Monarch, one with a gentler face, took over, his tone carrying a warning: "Remember, you must not, under any circumstances, allow the Demonic Qi to penetrate too deeply into your body!"

"In a mild case, it will erode the foundation of your Magical Power, causing pain beyond endurance. In a severe case, your Sea of Consciousness will be clouded and your Divine Sense damaged. In the worst cases, your Flesh Body will be assimilated by the Demonic Qi, melting like wax in a blazing fire until your bones dissolve and you are reduced to a pool of foul blood and demonic pus!"

As he spoke, he flicked a finger, and a projection of light appeared.

It showed a Purple Mansion Cultivator covered in sinister black markings, clutching his head and screaming in agony as his body melted away.

The sight was so horrifying that many of the cultivators' faces turned pale.

The Cyan Yang Daoist Monarch nodded slightly and added, "Within the Boundary Heaven, the Demonic Qi is not the only threat. Demonized Demon Beasts, vegetation mutated by the Demonic Qi, and those whose hearts are blinded by greed... all of them can be fatal. I hope you will all guard your minds and watch out for one another."

"The time has come. Activate the array!"

At the Cyan Yang Daoist Monarch's command, the three Golden Core True Monarchs simultaneously began performing a hand seal technique.

A sea of Spiritual Power poured into the nine stone pillars.

In an instant, the Array Patterns flared brightly, and nine dazzling, multicolored pillars of light shot toward the sky.

"Enter the array! Quickly!"

The flying lights of nearly a hundred Purple Mansion Cultivators flared up as they all dove into the massive pillars of light.

...

The world spun around him.

Qin Xuan opened his eyes and felt solid ground beneath his feet. A suffocating aura washed over him.

The sight before him was horrifying.

The entire Boundary Heaven looked like a colossal shattered plate.

The sky was a dark crimson, and dense, gray-black Demonic Qi churned and billowed like a living creature.

Countless land fragments of varying sizes floated in the black void, each emitting a faint yellow halo.

Most of the shattered landmasses were only about a hundred li square, tenuously connected to one another by twisted, broken stone bridges.

'So this is what the Little Cloud Peak Celestial Realm actually looks like?'

'No wonder they said it was corrupted by Demonic Qi. It has absolutely nothing to do with its name!'

But Qin Xuan was certain of one thing: this was definitely not Demonic Qi.

'If a Demon Cultivator like me can't even absorb it, how can this be real Demonic Qi?!'

Qin Xuan felt the circulation of his Demonic Essence grow sluggish, and a faint stinging sensation pricked at his skin.

When he extended his Divine Sense, it felt as though it had sunk into a mire, its range severely limited.

Not daring to be careless, he focused his thoughts, and a hazy cyan light emanated from within his Dantian.

A palm-sized Sword Talisman, shaped like the shell of a Profound Turtle, lit up.

The cyan light spread out like flowing water, forming a pale cyan barrier about ten yards in diameter that shielded Qin Xuan within.

Any of the gray-black Demonic Qi that tried to approach dissipated into nothingness the moment it touched the cyan light, like snow melting in the sun.

Inside the barrier, the air instantly became fresh, and the circulation of his Spiritual Power returned to normal.

"Phew—" Qin Xuan let out a soft breath of turbid air.

"Thank goodness for the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman. Otherwise, just the erosion from this omnipresent Demonic Qi would be enough to make it impossible for me to move, let alone search for a Blessed Land and plant the seed to dispel the corruption."

However, a Mid-stage Purple Mansion Loose Cultivator nearby wasn't so lucky.

He let out a sudden, miserable scream, apparently caught completely off guard.