Cultivation Helped by Ancestors

Chapter 617 - 456: Ancestral Qi Has Formed (4K)

At this moment, having lost that cluster of azure divine light, her figure weakened step by step, resembling a goddess made of piled sand, ready to collapse with a gentle breeze.

But the eyes of ’Daoist Monarch Qingxia’ showed no concern.

She was now seizing the opportunity to alter her foundation and condense incense offerings power.

As long as she had some time to absorb and refine the flawless incense Zhang Jian had offered during this period, recovery wouldn’t be difficult.

Gazing at the divine light in front of her, ’Daoist Monarch Qingxia’ showed a flicker in her eyes and with just a moment’s gesture, she sent it into the two-worlds pool filled with nine-colored pool water.

At the same time, ’Daoist Monarch Qingxia’ prepared to actively perform magic to contact her true form.

If her true form didn’t return soon, next time she would have to send out her divine soul...

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Haojing City, deep within the Heavenly Prison

At this moment, Zhang Jian stepped into the depths, clad in a dan-red emperor’s robe, its borders embellished with the nine dragons, with wisps of golden patterns inside, resembling swirling auspicious clouds.

There weren’t many prison guards around the Heavenly Prison.

This place was where the Great Xia Dynasty suppressed the immortal gods.

The might of the Divine Dao was grand, and ordinary guards, even cultivators, could not withstand the oppressive power of the Divine Dao here.

In each cell, countless chains seemed to penetrate the void, interwoven, with the chains densely covered with Dragon Qi talisman prohibitions, all secret techniques of the Dong Shen Temple.

Having stood in Daqian for over four hundred years, Dong Shen Temple was extremely professional in this regard.

The secret technique for sealing immortals and gods inside was crafted by Zhang Jian himself.

Moreover, the power of the Sheji Emperor’s divine realm was everywhere here.

"I didn’t expect this place to be nearly full..."

Zhang Jian walked forward, growing increasingly perplexed as he proceeded.

The number of cultivators inside the Heavenly Prison was more than could be imagined.

Cells were overcrowded, even running beyond capacity.

Zhang Jian then recalled that while he was in seclusion refining the Divine Capital, the Minister of Justice reported the overcrowding issue of the inner prison to him, but he was too focused on refining the Divine City of the Yun family at that time to deal with it.

As far as Zhang Jian’s eyes could see, men and women were mixed as prisoners in the Heavenly Prison.

Most of them came from the southeast two hundred continents.

Among the southeast two hundred Great Zhou, there was always a portion of obstinate Immortal Sect Dao lineages, attempting to resist the rule of the Great Xia Dynasty by relying on their geographical advantage, rejecting the majesty of the Great Xia Dynasty’s laws. Naturally, these groups became the primary focus of the Great Xia Sheji Daoist Palace.

Many entire sects were captured by the powerful forces of the Daoist Palace and thrown into the Heavenly Prison.

These cultivators were a mix of small and big fish.

From junior cultivators who had just started their cultivation in the Qi Cultivation stage to Primordial Spirit Masters who had proven their primordial spirit, forming a divine dharma aspect, Primordial Spirit Grand Masters, and even Primordial Spirit True Monarchs.

In the core depths was the "territory" of many strong members of the Yun family.

The core was mainly Yun Qiao and Yun Xiuwen, two True Immortal-level powerhouses.

In addition, there were three other True Immortal Elders.

These five True Immortals were the heritage of the Yun Royal Family.

These five True Immortals were relics from the Middle Ages, even the Ancient Era; Elder Yun Qiao’s cultivation years could trace back to the end of the Ancient Era.

They could be said to be the elites of their times.

Each one was once a favored child of heaven.

They had also enjoyed their glorious days but now had all become prisoners.

When the time comes, heaven and earth will help, but when luck is gone, heroes have no freedom!

Thanks to the power of the Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell and the double seal of the Dragon Qi Prohibition, Zhang Jian walked the entire way without any noise or cries of injustice.

A moment later, Zhang Jian stopped in front of the Great Yin Emperor Yun Xiuwen.

He was an elegantly dressed holy king True Immortal, with long hair flowing down his back.

His figure looked like a man standing in his thirties, with long eyebrows and a dignified face, appearing strong and robust.

Within him surged an immense power of the heaven and earth law, as if he was suppressing a terrifying deity.

He was a Golden God!

Seemingly sensing Zhang Jian’s arrival, he opened his eyes.

A faint voice emanated from him.

"Victory belongs to the king, defeat to the bandit. Great Xia Emperor, you’ve won. What do you intend to do with us!"

Looking at this True Immortal of the Yun clan, Zhang Jian replied calmly.

"Your Yun clan prepared to kill and seize alliances, and ended up in this state as deserved. Originally, the Yun clan should be destroyed. But considering the saintly virtue of the White Emperor, I can be lenient and grant a part of your clan survival opportunities!"

Zhang Jian did not play any verbal games.

The people of the Yun clan were now totally under custody in the Heavenly Prison.

The Yun clan had no chips to speak in front of him.

Yun Xiuwen’s eyes remained calm, without any surprise.

"I thank the Great Xia Emperor on behalf of my clan!"

Nodding, Zhang Jian continued, "I heard Fellow Daoist Yun has a daughter named Yun Jiang, fair and graceful with an innate body. I admire her greatly. May I ask the Yun Clan Leader to write a letter to the Celestial Will Sect to invite her back? I wish to take her as my Noble Consort, to cultivate harmony and pursue the Great Dao together!"

At this point, Yun Xiuwen’s expression showed a slight ripple. He looked coldly at Zhang Jian.

"You want to take my daughter as a consort? Do you think that’s possible?"

Yun Xiuwen sneered coldly; in his view, Zhang Jian was merely trying to eliminate everything.

Gazing at Yun Xiuwen’s expression, Zhang Jian smiled serenely.

"Yun Clan Leader, if I were you, I would readily agree. You should know my status; I’ve already become the Divine Dao Emperor. Do you think I would fear a little girl with a Dao Body?"

"Even if your daughter practiced for a hundred thousand years, she might still not match the strength of a single finger of mine!"

Yun Xiuwen’s face was indifferent, and he sneered coldly.

"Great Xia Emperor, I know your real concern is the White Emperor ancestor of my Yun clan in the Celestial Realm!"