Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

The Life Demon waved its hand slightly, and the Galaxy Cloud Map instantly became illusory, while the space-time of the blood-colored star expanded billions of times.

A strange yet familiar starry sky immediately appeared in front of Zhao Sheng.

However, his gaze suddenly fell on the third planet outside the Constant Star, where blue and white intertwined with vibrant life. A steep mountain pillar jutted out far beyond the boundary, appearing very conspicuous, it was exactly the hometown, the Tianzhu Realm!

"It's a pity that it's too close, only over four hundred Constant Years away! I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you won't change your mind? Remember, whether a thousand or ten thousand years, or even your entire life, I am your greatest opportunity!" The Life Demon reminded kindly once more.

"No change! I ask Your Highness to use Divine Skills and send me home." Zhao Sheng smiled, his tone very firm.

"Alright then, before parting, I will give you a small gift. Fortunate Human Clan beloved!"

The echoes lingered, the gray-white mist violently surged, and the true body of the Life Demon vanished, leaving Zhao Sheng to see countless dark golden electric lights swarming toward him.

In the next moment, his vision blurred, and when he regained clarity, he was utterly shocked!

Before him, a thousand miles away, Heavenly Pillar Mountain towered straight into the sky, its massive, majestic body extending infinitely to both sides, occupying most of the view.

Atop the mountain, the Ascension Platform was shrouded in a vast array of colorful streaming light. From time to time, sinister blood light tore through the Formation's Light Cloud, easily eroding into massive "holes" hundreds or thousands of feet wide.

A series of grand and majestic mana waves suddenly emanated from the Ascension Platform.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's complexion slightly changed, and he suddenly transformed into a stream of light, shooting towards the Ascension Platform.

Merely a thousand miles of void passed in an instant!

Upon reaching the edge of the Defensive Array, Zhao Sheng abruptly halted, looking towards the Ascension Platform.

A heart-stirring Divinity Transformation battle immediately entered his sight. Upon recognizing the familiar giant figure, Zhao Sheng's heart tightened, and an earth-shattering killing intent exploded, rushing straight towards the Ascension Platform.

Boom!

The void behind Zhao Sheng instantly twisted and blurred, and a dazzling "Great Sun" with a diameter of ten thousand feet suddenly appeared, radiating extreme and endless light heat.

His Primordial Spirit Dharma Form emerged, immediately startling the three Divinity Transformation Level peaks fighting on the Ascension Platform.

"Damn, who's outside?"

Just then, a blood-red ghostly figure surrounded by blood light suddenly retreated to the edge of the Ascension Platform, looking up to shout furiously while cursing.

With its furious roar, waves rose from the Blood Sea beneath it, among which countless pale human faces soared up, trailing long blood-red tails, crazily charging towards the Ascension Tower.

Before the colorful Ascension Tower, a giant over nine feet tall, entirely clad in Profound Yellow like golden casting, suddenly smiled with joy, not even glancing at the attacking Blood Spirit, throwing a mighty punch.

The punch light swept away, filling heaven and earth, smashing countless Blood Spirits to nothing.

Simultaneously, a flash of Buddha Light, and a frail old monk in tattered robes suddenly appeared next to the giant, cheerfully exclaiming, "I had someone divine, and the hexagram showed withered wood meets spring! At such a critical moment, indeed reinforcements arrived!"

The Profound Yellow Giant... no, the Zhao Family Ancestor Zhao Xuanjing ignored the Mad Monk's words, his eyes staring straight at the person before the Great Sun Dharma Form.

Suddenly, he burst into hearty laughter!

The Mad Monk, seeing this, also looked outside the Ascension Platform, and upon recognizing the newcomer's face, showed an expression of great surprise.

Just then, a vast, thunderous voice of solemn killing intent came in from outside: "Ancestor, I hope I am not late, grandson is here!"

"Haha, right on time!" Zhao Xuanjing boisterously laughed, his icy gaze simultaneously falling upon the Blood God's Son.

Seeing the chance to destroy the Ascension Tower slipping away, the blood-red ghostly figure suddenly revealed a ghastly pale, sneaky face, said grittingly, "Damn, Zhao Xianglong, you're lucky this time! In the future, we shall see!"

After saying this, without any hesitation, the Blood Sea beneath it abruptly condensed into a blood-red Light Ball, effortlessly pierced through the Formation's Light Cloud, plunging speedily downward towards the Boundary Membrane, its speed incredibly fast.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed with ferocity, and behind him, the Great Sun Dharma Form suddenly manifested thousands of gigantic blazing white Fire Swords.

With a single hand wave, the dense Fire Swords shot out like lightning, swiftly pursuing the blood-red Light Ball.

In the next moment, he transformed into Mystic Light, ready to pursue, but a voice came: "Qiong Tian, don't chase, let it go!"

Hearing Zhao Xuanjing's command, Zhao Sheng dissipated the Mystic Light, looking up at the Ascension Platform, just in time to see a path opened in the Formation's Light Cloud.

He smiled slightly, and his body suddenly vanished from the spot.

Soon, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Xuanjing, and the Mad Monk, three Divinity Transformations, reunited before the Ascension Tower.

Zhao Xuanjing retracted the Profound Yellow Battle Body, shrinking back to just over two feet tall. He looked at Zhao Sheng, slightly haggard, speechless with excitement.

The Mad Monk instinctively circled Zhao Sheng twice, clicked his tongue, and after scrutinizing him several times, exclaimed in surprise, "Amitabha Buddha! I thought you young man had died in the Space-Time Storm, yet now you're back alive!"

Boss Zhao, you truly kept the world in the dark!"

The Mad Monk said this because back then, the Southern Sky Zhao Family had declared that the Lifebound Soul Lamp of the family's Sixteenth Ancestor, enshrined in the Ancestor Hall, had suddenly extinguished, indicating that he had perished.

Who would have thought Zhao Qiongtian not only "came back to life" but also ascended to the rare Divinity Transformation True Monarch.

Zhao Xuanjing looked reassuringly at the family's most accomplished descendant, ignoring the Mad Monk's slight sarcasm.

"Grandson, let the Ancestor stop worrying!" Zhao Sheng tidied his robe, immediately bowing deeply to Zhao Xuanjing.

"It's good to have you back, to have you back, haha!" Zhao Xuanjing laughed heartily, extending a hand to lift him up, finally releasing the five hundred years of pent-up frustration.

Zhao Sheng stood upright, also revealing a joyful smile.

This time, if not for the Life Demon's help, he would have struggled to cross the four hundred Constant Year long Void Sea, and could not have returned alive to his homeland.

After laughter, Zhao Xuanjing curbed his mirth, turning to the Mad Monk: "Old monk, I have a lot to say with my grandson. As for you, go wherever you should go!"

"Good old Zhao! Who was it who helped you drive the Blood God's Son back, huh? Try to drive me off with just a word, well, I just won't leave!"

Zhao Xuanjing, seeing the Mad Monk deliberately "acting up," couldn't help but laugh helplessly, unable to bear using force against his old comrade of centuries.

Zhao Sheng stepped lightly two steps forward, flipped his hand, and a flash of light passed between his fingers, suddenly revealing a foot-tall Golden Body Buddha statue, seemingly made of neither wood nor gold.

The Buddha statue sat cross-legged, its expression both smiling and angry, its hands each forming a unique Dharma Seal, vaguely emitting an obscure and mysterious zen intent.

"Hey, this... is..." The Mad Monk, upon seeing it, stammered in surprise.

"This Statue of Master Kali was unintentionally obtained by the junior, and today I present it to the esteemed Mad Monk!"

Actually, the Buddha statue was taken from the Sumeru Ring by Zhao Sheng, and since it was useless to him, he simply gifted it to the Mad Monk as a token to send him off.

"Alright, alright, that's what you said yourself, no take-backs in the future!" The Mad Monk grabbed the Buddha statue, saying seriously.

This Great Living Buddha of the Great Snow Mountain Sacred Heart Temple was a true outcast among countless monks, caring not for his living Buddha status.

Zhao Sheng laughed, "Rest assured, senior, I will never regret it!"

"Then fine, I'll find a place to meditate on Buddha's wisdom, won't disturb you two!"

With that, the Mad Monk raised a single palm, then stepped onto lotus, in an instant leaving the Ascension Platform, disappearing into the vast depths of the Cloud Sea.

Once the Mad Monk was gone, Zhao Xuanjing eagerly asked, "Qiong Tian, quickly tell me why you were absent these five hundred years, where have you been hiding?"

"Five hundred years?!" Zhao Sheng was shocked upon hearing this.