Chapter 106: Not Knowing What Is Good for You

The Cultivation Alliance is a massive organization. How many member countries it consists of is known only to a very few; others have no idea.

The minimum standard to become a member country is to reach level six and possess a Cultivation Planet.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a Cultivation Country, it is under the management of the Cultivation Alliance. However, in reality, for the Cultivation Alliance with countless member countries, it simply does not have the energy or time to manage them one by one.

Therefore, generally speaking, cultivation Countries below level six are all managed by the Level Six Cultivation Country of their own planet.

Vermilion Bird Country took nearly one hundred thousand years to climb from level one to level six at a rapid pace, becoming one of the Level Six cultivation Countries that took the least amount of time.

After becoming a Level Six Cultivation Country, Vermilion Bird Country obtained a planet as a symbol of being a Level Six Cultivation Country. This planet was subsequently uniformly named by the Cultivation Alliance as — Vermilion Bird Star.

On Vermilion Bird Star, the voice of Vermilion Bird Country is the will of the gods.

Vermilion Bird Star has eighteen Level Five cultivation Countries. The moment they reach the standard of a Level Five Cultivation Country, the Level Six Cultivation Country will gift them ten Outer Realm Battlefields.

That is to say, the entire Vermilion Bird Star has only one hundred and eighty Outer Realm Battlefields. Every time one collapses, one is permanently lost. Unless one is willing to spend extremely vast resources to purchase them from the Level Six Cultivation Country, there is no other way.

As for how the Outer Realm Battlefields were opened and where those spatial Rifts lead, no one in the Level Five cultivation Countries knows. It is said that the Spell to open the Outer Realm Battlefield is uniformly gifted by the Cultivation Alliance when a Cultivation Country promotes to level six, with a strict requirement that it must not be leaked to cultivation Countries below level six; otherwise, they will be expelled.

Every Level Five Cultivation Country controls numerous fourth-rank cultivation Countries. Similarly, every fourth-rank Cultivation Country controls even more Level Three cultivation Countries.

As for level one and two cultivation Countries, the Cultivation Alliance explicitly stipulates that they must not be interfered with and are left to develop on their own.

The State of Zhao is a Level Three country on Vermilion Bird Star. It is controlled by the fourth-rank Cultivation Country Azure Dragon Country, and the controller behind Azure Dragon Country is actually the Level Five Cultivation Country Giant Demon Race.

Every time there is a great war in the Outer Realm, all Nascent Soul Stage experts of the State of Zhao will be conscripted, without any delay or resistance. The five ancestors of the Hengyue School back then were like this; they had no choice but to go. If they went, the Hengyue School could be preserved, though the life and death of the five of them were unknown; if they did not go, not only would the Hengyue School be destroyed, but the five of them would also have nowhere to run.

In fact, the same thing happens in almost every Level Three country.

Survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak. When the strong speak a word, the weak can only obey and cannot refuse. Perhaps it is precisely within this nearly cruel Law that those who cultivate are often even more worldly than Mortals.

Or perhaps in the eyes of the high and mighty Cultivation Alliance, this world, this Universe, is just a massive furnace, and whether it is Mortals or those who cultivate, they are all being ruthlessly smelted.

During the ancient mythological period, those who cultivated emphasized the Heavenly Dao, emphasized the Dao Heart, and pursued a Dao! The feeling that those who cultivated gave people was ethereal, detached, immortal, and heavenly.

But after the ancient mythological period perished in that sudden catastrophe, and with the sudden rise of the Cultivation Alliance, the word Dao has been completely shattered.

Facts have proven that cultivation without desire or pursuit is destined to perish. This is a wrong path. Only the path of cultivation that is full of the strong preying on the weak and survival of the fittest is the only choice that can truly survive.

Although the final outcome is unknown, at the very least, up until now, under the leadership of the Cultivation Alliance, the strength and influence of Cultivators are far greater than in the ancient mythological period. This point is enough.

At this very moment, within a certain Outer Realm Battlefield of the Level Five Cultivation Country Giant Demon Race, a strange change is occurring. All Cultivators who obtained Divine Sense within the past three years are terrified.

The entire Outer Realm Battlefield is like a meteor shower; countless Divine Senses are rushing towards a certain direction.

Immediately following, the Outer Realm Battlefield, which was already on the verge of collapse, could not withstand the fluctuation of this Divine Sense and began to collapse. A large piece of the Outer Realm Battlefield suddenly cracked open a huge hole, as if it had been swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, disappearing without a sound.

At the same time, a massive Divine Sense carefully probed out from that huge hole, and then it surged out unscrupulously, devouring crazily. Following it were a large number of mysterious species, the same smoke-like creatures that Wang Lin had devoured clean back then.

The same scene began to appear in several places in the Outer Realm Battlefield. A total of three massive Divine Senses emerged from the huge spatial Rifts formed by the collapse.

Countless mysterious species followed closely behind, swarming out crazily. They pounced on anyone they saw and latched onto anything they touched; using locusts to describe them would not be an exaggeration.

The Cultivators in the Outer Realm Battlefield used all their potential, fleeing like madmen, flying towards the direction of the Teleportation Formation, fearing that if they were one step too slow, they would be devoured.

One could see streaks of sword light fleeing desperately.

The moment those three massive Divine Senses appeared, Wang Lin's gaze flashed. He had already noticed them; he was very familiar with these three Divine Senses—they were his three neighbors in the spatial Rift.

At this moment, the Divine Sense he had dispersed over the past three years was returning one after another. With each return, his Divine Sense grew stronger. Gradually, Wang Lin's Divine Sense slowly reached its former level.

Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He sat cross-legged, adapting to this strange body. At this time, several mysterious species floated over like ghosts from a distance. Seeing Wang Lin from afar, they hesitated slightly and paced back and forth, but in the end, seemingly unable to resist the delicious meal before them, they swarmed over with a swoosh.

When they were dozens of meters away from Wang Lin, Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, cold light flashing in them. He said coldly, "Not knowing what is good for you!"

A massive Divine Sense suddenly radiated from Wang Lin's body. Those mysterious species, as if encountering a natural enemy, let out shrill screams of terror and fled backward crazily.

But before they could retreat very far, they were caught up by Wang Lin's Divine Sense, which swallowed several of them in one gulp. Just as he was about to continue devouring, another massive Divine Sense suddenly came from across the air, seemingly wanting to block him.

Wang Lin snorted coldly. Instead of retreating, he chased after them even faster, devouring all the offending species. That Divine Sense let out a sigh and did not speak.

Most of Wang Lin's Divine Sense had already returned to his body. Even though there was a very small portion that could not be summoned because they were not in the Outer Realm Battlefield for some reason, in terms of the strength of his Divine Sense, it was almost the same as before.

"Everyone, you have crossed the line!" He swept his Divine Sense and sent out a fluctuation.

This Divine Sense fluctuation spread out immediately, reaching the entire Outer Realm Battlefield in the blink of an eye. The three massive Divine Senses that had emerged from the spatial Rifts were each devouring happily, but suddenly their movements paused.

Immediately afterward, they each sent consciousness to Wang Lin.

"You are very strong. I did not expect you to really come out of there."

"This space has already collapsed. We are Soul Devourers, and our mission is to devour this place to prevent the collapse from spreading on a large scale. You are also a Soul Devourer, why interfere?"

"Newborn Soul Devourer, my Wandering Souls have offended you; feel free to punish them. But devouring the collapsing space is our only mission since the day we were born. Even if we do not devour it, it will not be long before other Soul Devourers come to devour it."

After the three massive Divine Senses each said a sentence, they did not continue to devour but waited quietly for Wang Lin's reply. In their minds, Wang Lin was already an existence equal to them.

This was the first time Wang Lin had heard of the term Soul Devourer. He pondered for a moment, sorting through Ma Liang's memories in his mind, and knew that the opening of the Teleportation Formation was imminent. If the Outer Realm Battlefield were to completely collapse at this time, it was unknown whether the Teleportation Formation could be opened.

"I do not wish to stop you, but I hope the time for this Outer Realm Battlefield to finally collapse can be slowed down a little."

"It can be done."

"As you wish."

"I also agree, but the hunting of the Wandering Souls cannot be stopped."

After reaching an agreement, Wang Lin moved his body and flew towards the direction of the Teleportation Formation in Ma Liang's memory. Along the way, any Wandering Soul that detected Wang Lin would immediately scatter in terror, not daring to block his path.

Along the way, Wang Lin was very unaccustomed to this new body. Although Ma Liang's natural Spiritual Root was quite good, several times better than Wang Lin's previous one, this body was obtained through Possession after all, and it needed a period of refinement to be completely occupied.

At this moment, he had no spiritual power in his body and was relying entirely on his Divine Sense to drive it. The most important thing right now was to quickly find a place for seclusion to refine his body while increasing his cultivation, so that he could cooperate with his powerful Divine Sense and kill his way back to the State of Zhao.

While flying, Wang Lin suddenly stopped. Looking to the northwest, he pondered for a moment, then flew over. It did not take long before he saw three long rainbows flying rapidly. Behind them, more than ten Wandering Souls were in hot pursuit, the distance between them closing in.

Zhou Zihong was a Disciple of the War God Temple of the Level Three Cultivation Country Fire Burning Country. At this moment, she, who was usually quiet, pursed her lips. Her hair was disheveled, she was drenched in sweat, and the spiritual power in her body had reached the point of exhaustion. A look of grief and indignation appeared on her face as she looked at the two Senior Brothers beside her. The two of them also had fearful expressions on their faces, fleeing forward regardless of anything else.

"The Disciples of the War God Temple still alive here are probably only the three of us left…" Zhou Zihong smiled miserably. Three days ago, there were still ten people in the War God Temple. But who could have imagined that this Outer Realm Battlefield would suddenly collapse, and even more, a large number of strange creatures would appear? Any Cultivator who was pounced on by them would immediately suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and even their bodies would often shrink immediately, eventually losing their flesh and essence and turning into dried corpses.

And those strange creatures seemed to quite like hiding inside the dried corpses, so much so that now, as soon as they saw a corpse, they would immediately feel terrified.

Of the ten people from the War God Temple, except for Ma Liang who left alone four days ago, …