Chapter 450: A Formidable Enemy Approaches

Wang Mu established that cultivation fund with the original intention of accelerating progress through "pay-to-win."

Now, his investment scope basically covers the entire Human Race in the Northern Region.

Every slight improvement of each person, when aggregated, is a progress that he can truly feel.

A great war is imminent.

The more motivated people are in their cultivation, the stronger he becomes; it is that simple.

As for the resources consumed for this, as long as victory is achieved in the end, these are all superficial.

However, people's reactions made Wang Mu feel somewhat surprised, and he smiled knowingly.

It also gave him the experience of wanting to give away money but being unable to for the first time.

Some things can be done without spending money.

Wang Mu did not force this; anyway, he had already pushed the investment progress about as far as it needed to go.

However, he did not cancel the cultivation fund.

He knew deeply that the further one progresses in cultivation, the more resources are required.

Currently, all Cultivators in the Northern Region are concentrated in the Northern Sea.

Although they can temporarily maintain the status quo by relying on the resource foundation of the Northern Sea, over time, cultivation resources will definitely become extremely scarce.

The more talented a Cultivator is, the more they will be troubled by this.

This is not what Wang Mu wants to see.

What he wants is for everyone's cultivation level to improve as much as possible, as smooth as flowing water, without too many obstacles.

… Let us turn to another matter.

Yingchuan City.

A rainstorm fell without warning.

This place was already desolate, and now it has become ruins. The city of the past has long been buried beneath the ground.

Two figures stood in the Void Realm, facing each other in silence.

"Master, I concede!" Ye Mo cupped his hands and said, looking at Jiang Baiyi, who seemed to have aged significantly.

Jiang Baiyi smiled, his eyes filled with gratification: "As expected of the Desolate Saint Physique. To grow to such a level in such a short time, even I… am no longer your match."

As he spoke, a drop of pale golden blood slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth and fell.

Since returning from the Heavenly Ruins, Ye Mo had not truthfully told Jiang Baiyi about the progress of his cultivation.

He truly did not expect that in such a short time, Ye Mo would be able to surpass him.

One must know that Jiang Baiyi had stepped into the Earth Immortal realm for a thousand years and had undergone five Heavenly Tribulations.

Yet Ye Mo had not even undergone tribulation; he was only at the Soul Transformation stage.

One can only say that each generation produces new talents; he is old.

Ye Mo said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I dare not forget the grace of the Master's teaching."

Jiang Baiyi said: "When I taught you the Cultivation Technique, I deliberately left many flaws. Since you have already completed them, you must have known it in your heart long ago. Why pretend otherwise now?"

Ye Mo said frankly: "Master did indeed have schemes against me, but I can also feel that most of the time, Master's kindness to me was sincere! I lost my parents at a young age. After meeting Master, I have always regarded Master as my own father…"

There is no perfect person. There are no flawless parents in this world, so how can one expect a perfect Master?

Ye Mo was clear about gratitude and grudges. Jiang Baiyi had gone astray on the greater cause and had various schemes against him, so he left.

But Jiang Baiyi had truly been good to him before, so he was grateful; these are not contradictory.

Hearing Ye Mo's words, Jiang Baiyi was expressionless: "What is the point of saying those things? Since your mind is made up, then go. Go as far as you can and never come back."

Ye Mo took a deep breath and bowed with hands cupped.

Jiang Baiyi turned around and stopped looking at him: "From now on, our relationship as Master and Disciple is severed!"

Ye Mo was silent, took one last look at Jiang Baiyi, and turned to leave.

It was quiet for a moment.

From the direction of the Absolute Beginning Holy Land, extremely powerful Auras flew out, chasing directly in the direction Ye Mo had left.

Jiang Baiyi looked up, stared at that spot, was silent for a moment, tore through the Void Realm, and stepped in.

The next moment, terrifying fluctuations spread through the Void Realm.

"Jiang Baiyi, what are you doing?"

"…"

Time passed bit by bit.

Soon, a month later.

One day.

Wang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing in his eyes like lightning, piercing directly into the sky.

"It has arrived!"

By the Northern Sea, the coastline was winding and tortuous, stretching for countless miles.

This area was originally home to many fishing villages, generations living by fishing, but now they were all gone; most had moved to the inland of the Northern Sea. Only desolation remained.

In the sky, dark clouds roared, and an invisible, indescribable, immense pressure was about to erupt.

Boom!

A loud explosion. The light of the sky was completely swallowed.

A huge black hole appeared in the Void Realm, as if covering up all the light in the world. Huge Flying Boats and chariots sailed out from the black hole.

Each one blotted out the sky and sun, like moving mountains, with a magnificent Aura. Thunder roared like war drums, causing people's hearts to shake.

In the sky, people shouted and beasts roared, as if thousands of troops were charging. The monstrous Aura caused the Northern Sea water to churn, raising waves tens of thousands of feet high, which was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, all Cultivators sensed it. They looked toward the horizon in horror, their hearts heavy as lead.

"Amitabha…" A Buddhist chant rang out in the Void Realm.

Above the clouds, seven-colored Buddhist light dazzled, and two phantom images appeared and disappeared, like true Buddhas from legends, solemn and majestic, instinctively making people feel a sense of conviction.

"Is this place the Northern Sea? Indeed, the sea of sin churns endlessly. No wonder… it breeds such infinite sin!"

"Pity and lamentable, the masses are foolish, actually bewitched by demons, and have become weapons in their hands!"

Two voices of compassion sounded one after another, both accompanied by deep sighs. It was as if they carried endless compassion and deep sympathy.

"The two World-Honored Ones are compassionate, but the group of people right now has already become the lackeys of the Wang family. I hope that when we start fighting later, the two of you will not be soft-hearted!"

On the other side, deep in the Void Realm, three figures hung high, their faces obscured by divine light, making them unclear.

As they spoke, the Law around them was chaotic, as if they were opening the heavens in Chaos.

"Donor, rest assured. Although my Buddha has the heart of a Bodhisattva, he also has the Vajra Divine Ability to subdue demons! For all those who are stubborn and aid the tyrant, we will never spare them!" An ancient Buddha slowly spoke.

As soon as the voice fell, deep in the Northern Sea, a biting Sword Qi pierced through the air and shattered the Void Realm. It transformed into a huge azure immortal sword, standing in the seawater, blocking everyone in front.

In an instant, the vast Sword Qi blotted out the sky and sun, its edge fully revealed.

Hum— Immortal light flashed.

Luo Xuanshuang stepped on the Void Realm, wearing ice-blue whale-patterned battle armor, like a female war god, high-spirited, her gaze indifferently sweeping over the people in front of her: "What a 'stubborn and aiding the tyrant'… I have long heard that people of the Buddhist school are eloquent, with tongues that bloom like lotus flowers, capable of reversing right and wrong, and overturning heavenly principles and human ethics… Seeing it today, it is indeed well-deserved!"

"Amitabha…" The two leading ancient Buddhas slowly appeared. Facing Luo Xuanshuang's sarcasm, the two remained calm and slowly said: "This realm will face a great tribulation. Only the Saint Advent Society can help the common people escape the sea of suffering and reach the shore of the Pure Land… The Northern Dark Holy Land and the Wang family's repeated obstruction of the salvation act are destined to become sinners of the Cangyuan Realm!"