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Chapter 1481: The Critical Moment, Upheaval in Zhongzhou (Part 2) Chapter 1481: The Critical Moment, Upheaval in Zhongzhou (Part 2) Editor: Henyee Translations The Five Elements Immortal Essence moved on its own, leaving Jiang Chengxuan’s hand and transforming into a golden, nine-colored stream.

It flowed continuously into the rivers and mountains of his Blessed Land, spreading its miraculous power throughout.

The earth below responded to this infusion with extraordinary phenomena.

Illusions of mythical beasts galloped across the landscape.

Primordial ice and fire blended together, forming new realms of power.

Ancient celestial plants and mystical objects, long lost to time, reappeared, as if drawn from the distant past into the present.

The entire realm operated in perfect order, yet subtle changes rippled across it, reshaping it into something entirely new.

Within this transformation, a terrifying aura began to take shape, slowly brewing amidst the ebb and flow of time, marked by the turning of the sun, the moon, and the constellations above.

In the Immortal Realm outside Xuanming Domain, a thousand years had passed while Jiang Chengxuan remained in the depths of his breakthrough.

During this time, the chaos engulfing the various regions of the Immortal Realm showed no signs of abating.

Wars between factions raged on endlessly.

As sects fell, their lands and treasures became the next targets, perpetuating the cycle of bloodshed.

Despite the unending toll, no one was willing to back down.

Every force seemed swept up in an uncontrollable fervor, driving the entire Immortal Realm to the brink of madness.

Within Zhongzhou, at the heart of the Xuanming Immortal Realm, the Futian Immortal Sect stood amidst the turmoil.

Originally a second-tier faction with no Earth Immortal patriarch to lead it, the calamity that swept the Immortal Realm should have spelled its doom.

However, fate took an unexpected turn, and the Futian Immortal Sect rose to prominence.

During the great calamity, their mountain gate was consumed by boundless calamity energy.

The sect master fell, and countless disciples were forced to flee, left destitute and wandering.

In this desperate state, they encountered another struggling sect.

The two sides formed a pact, vowing mutual support to survive the tribulation together.

But this alliance quickly crumbled.

Seizing an opportunity, the Futian Immortal Sect betrayed their allies, wiping them out and taking their resources to secure their survival.

This marked their descent into darkness, a path from which they never turned back.

From then on, they lured other wandering forces into alliances only to deceive and destroy them.

Through these betrayals, they accumulated resources and steadily grew stronger.

Eventually, their ruthless actions attracted the attention of a greater power.

One day, an Earth Immortal descended upon the Futian Immortal Sect.

His immense power reduced their mountain gate to rubble, slaughtering countless disciples.

The sect seemed doomed to annihilation.

However, during this massacre, the Earth Immortal discovered that the current sect master was a long-lost member of his bloodline.

This revelation stayed his hand, and he allowed the sect to survive, making them a vassal under his protection.

When the era of chaos arrived, the Futian Immortal Sect became a weapon for their master, participating in countless battles and seizing resources.

Through their cruel efficiency, they solidified their place as one of Zhongzhou’s top forces.

Years later, the master’s faction, along with the Futian Immortal Sect, caught the attention of the Minghe Immortal Sect, one of the Immortal Realm’s true pinnacle forces, boasting several Earth Immortal patriarchs.

A century-long war erupted, and the Futian Immortal Sect’s side suffered devastating losses.

In a shocking twist, the Futian Sect Master betrayed his master.

In secret, he allied with the Minghe Immortal Sect and set a trap that led to his benefactor’s demise.

This act of treachery earned him the favor of the Minghe Immortal Sect.

He ascended to become an Earth Immortal himself, now known as the Futian Patriarch.

Within the mountain gate of the Futian Immortal Sect, turmoil erupted.

In their sacred site, the Ten Thousand Cliffs Abyss, treasured peaks began to crumble inexplicably.

The once-brilliant holy land dimmed as if assailed by some unseen force.

The elder guarding the sacred site, overwhelmed with fear, immediately reported the situation to Futian Patriarch, who rushed back to the sect.

Arriving in person, the patriarch attempted to stabilize the sacred land using his primal energy.

However, no matter how much power he poured into it, the destruction continued unabated.

“Damn it!

What’s happening here?!” Futian Patriarch roared in frustration, his voice echoing across the shattered landscape.

The Ten Thousand Cliffs Abyss was a treasure he had seized at great cost.

Its countless peaks, forged from celestial crystals, continuously nurtured primal energy vital to his cultivation.

For it to collapse so suddenly while he was away was both incomprehensible and enraging.

A meeting of the sect’s upper echelon was convened in their grand hall.

The elders debated the cause of the sacred site’s collapse.

Some suggested it was the work of an enemy sect, seeking to sever the Futian Immortal Sect’s foundation.

Others speculated that a hidden treasure buried beneath the abyss might be on the verge of surfacing.

In their hearts, a few wondered if the sect’s countless sins had finally invited divine retribution, but none dared voice this aloud.

The discussions left Futian Patriarch deep in thought.

The theory of an enemy attack didn’t hold wateraEUR”if such a method existed, it would have been used long ago to secure an advantage in the chaos.

The idea of a hidden treasure also seemed unlikely; the abyss had been thoroughly explored countless times with no such discoveries.

Furthermore, the collapse bore no resemblance to the emergence of a treasure.

If there truly was something of immense value hidden below, should he involve the Minghe Immortal Sect?

This thought lingered as possibilities churned in his mind.

After much deliberation, Futian Patriarch made his decision.

“You all stay here and find a way to delay the collapse of Ten Thousand Cliffs Abyss.

I will visit the Minghe Immortal Sect for their guidance.” At the Tongtian Hall of the Minghe Immortal Sect, Futian Patriarch arrived and bowed before the throne where a pale, imposing figure sat: Ming Shan Elder.

“Elder Ming Shan, forgive my intrusion,” Futian Patriarch said, lowering his head respectfully.

The elder gazed at him with an air of quiet authority.

“What is it now?

Has your Futian Sect encountered problems as well?” His hollow voice echoed through the hall.

The words struck Futian Patriarch like lightning.

“As well?” he muttered internally, his thoughts racing.

Could this mean the issue extended beyond his sect?

Suppressing his unease, he quickly explained the situation at the sacred site.

Ming Shan Elder’s eyes narrowed.

Descending from his throne, he said, “As you suspect, many sacred sites across Minghe Prefecture are showing signs of collapse.

Even I have yet to determine the cause, though there are some clues.” His words were cold, carrying an ominous weight that sent a chill through Futian Patriarch’s heart.

If this was happening across the prefecture and was the work of an enemy, what kind of unfathomable being could be behind it?