Chapter 1272 : Heavenly Wheel Quells the Sea

"Do not underestimate them."

The setting sun cast long shadows as Patriarch Can Yang spoke, a trace of astonishment coloring his expression. "This formation bears remarkable resemblance to the fabled Primordial Genesis Array," he remarked.

As his voice faded, Elder Canyang flicked his sleeve and unveiled a resplendent celestial wheel—the primordial treasure known as Canyang Celestial Wheel.

This Dusk Solar Ring was crafted from a fragment of the Dusk Solar God’s bone. Shaped like a crescent moon, it resembled an incomplete sun, yet in truth, it was a peerlessly sharp weapon of creation and destruction.

Within it surged an infinite intent of slaughter, as if imbued with a trace of boundless hatred left behind by the fallen Crimson Sun Celestial at the moment of his demise. Its power of annihilation ranked among the mightiest even amidst mid-grade World-Creating Treasures.

Such a world-shaking treasure, when wielded by Patriarch Setting Sun, descended with an unstoppable edge—as if it could cleave the entire Abyssal Sea in 2.

"Focus your mind, channel all your power to activate the formation!"

As the Setting Sun Heavenly Wheel descended with crushing force, the immortals across the Abyssal Sea paled in unison. A majestic voice resonated through the 8 directions.

For a time, countless cultivators across the Zhou Tian Archipelago channeled their full power into the formation arrays. Boundless starlight converged toward the 9 Heavens Above, pushing the Zhou Tian Stars Grand Formation to its absolute limits.

In that very instant, the Crimson Sun Heavenly Wheel struck the Cosmic Star Formation, causing its radiance to tremble violently under the impact.

Among the tens of thousands of spirit islands, the radiance of over a 100 islands vanished in an instant—clear evidence that the spirit treasures maintaining the formation had been destroyed by the backlash of this single strike.

Above the many spirit islands, over 30% of the cultivators spat blood on the spot, sustaining considerable internal injuries. Those with unstable foundations were immediately annihilated by the backlash. "What a devastating strike."

Upon the myriad spirit islands, Lyra (Person Name) drew a sharp breath.

The force of this Dusk Solar Wheel's strike had already been largely neutralized by the formation, with its residual power being dispersed by the array-suppressing artifact in the Return-to-Annihilation Sea, dissipating 90 percent of its remaining might.

The remaining backlash was then shared by the hundreds of millions of cultivators in the Immortal Alliance, yet still over 30 percent suffered severe injuries, while those who perished were beyond count.

If this Setting Sun Patriarch were to recklessly drain the power of heaven and earth to unleash a 100-some frenzied strikes with the Setting Sun Heavenly Wheel, the 30-2 million spirit islands of the Zhou Heaven Star Formation would likely shatter, and countless cultivators would perish in the ensuing backlash.

"I can no longer hold back my true abilities."

Lyra murmured softly, immediately activating the Cycle of Celestial Stars Grand Formation.

In an instant, a majestic ancient bell soared into the sky, suppressing the 9 Heavens Above (Time & Distance) like the sovereign of all stars.

The power of the Endless Stars’ laws converged across the 9 heavens, causing the ancient Primordial Chaos Bell to radiate dazzling brilliance. As the laws of creation cascaded from the Starry Cosmos Ancient Bell, they seamlessly merged into the formation.

Thereupon, the vast Zhou Tian Stars Grand Formation (Array) surged in power, its defensive barrier growing substantially more formidable.

"Hmm?"

Meanwhile, the Setting Sun Patriarch of 9 Heavens Above (Time & Distance) detected the fluctuations in the Cosmic Star Formation, his brow furrowing imperceptibly.

He cast a glance at the Astral Cosmos Ancient Bell and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you vile scourge of the Heavenly Tempest! It seems sparing your life has indeed bred calamity!"

As the words fell, Patriarch Setting Sun struck once more, summoning the Setting Sun Heavenly Wheel to press down with overwhelming force.

Yet the formation, bolstered by the Starry Cosmos Ancient Bell, possessed a might beyond compare. Even under the assault of the Crimson Sun Heavenly Wheel, it remained utterly unscathed.

The setting sun cast long shadows as Patriarch Can Yang relentlessly drove his Solar Eclipse Wheel against the Zhou Tian Star Formation. Yet after 10 consecutive assaults, the celestial barrier remained unbroken, his face darkening like storm clouds gathering at dusk.

Within the Earth Immortal Ancestor's body lay an entire Earth Immortal Realm, granting him nearly boundless magical power. Yet, activating a Heaven-Creation Treasure demanded an immense expenditure of energy.

After all, the power of a Heaven-Splitting Treasure is boundless, capable of cleaving heaven and earth. Even with the support of an entire realm, it cannot unleash its might limitlessly.

This Elder Setting Sun had only opened 3 celestial realms within his body, making his foundation rather weak among Earth Immortals. At most, he could wield a Creation-level treasure no more than a 100-some times.

If used over a 100 times, each additional activation would deplete the very essence of heaven and earth, with the absolute limit allowing for 2 100-some activations.

If driven in this manner, the Earth Immortal realm within him would inevitably collapse completely, and he himself would be unable to escape the fate of falling.

Thus, unless fighting for their lives, Earth Immortals would never push the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss to its limits.

Not only that, but this Twilight Sky Wheel was a mid-grade Heaven-Opening Treasure. While its power far surpassed that of a low-grade Heaven-Opening Treasure, its energy consumption had doubled.

Thus, even the Crippled Sun Elder could activate it no more than 50 times. Yet even if he were to unleash the Crippled Sun Heavenly Wheel all 50 times, it would still be insufficient to breach the Cosmic Star Formation.

Even if he could accomplish it, considering the omnipresent dangers during the Great Tribulation, he could not possibly devote all the Primordial Chaos energy within him to the Cosmic Star Formation.

At this thought, the Setting Sun Patriarch retrieved his Setting Sun Heavenly Ring, his expression turning grim as he declared, "Let our disciples and followers go deplete the power of the Zhou Heavenly Star Formation."

Hearing this, Patriarch Setting Sun's expression shifted ever so slightly.

The precedent set in the Suwei Sea served as a stark warning—sending 1’s disciples and Dao soldiers aboard treasure ships to confront such a grand formation was nothing short of courting death.

Their sole purpose was to deplete the stellar energy and spiritual power within the Zhou Tian Star Formation before dying, paving the way for others to breach the array.

At this thought, the Flamesun Daoist beside him couldn't help but say, "Ancestral Master, why not use it..."

"No!"

The Setting Sun Patriarch decisively refused, then declared, "This formation is extraordinary. The Starry Cosmos Ancient Bell possesses the power to suppress heaven and earth, and that Riji holds the Solar Heaven Wheel—a treasure capable of cleaving the cosmos."

"If we don't deplete some of the Cosmic Star Formation Grand Array's power, their simultaneous attack might destroy it."

Hearing this, Patriarch Flamesun's expression subtly tightened.

That treasure was indeed incomplete, missing a corner and covered in cracks that resembled a spider's web. It appeared exceptionally ancient, as if it had weathered countless years. The white-haired elder stroked the broken treasure, letting out a long sigh. "These children have suffered greatly."

As soon as the words fell, Patriarch Huoyang waved his hand, and his Dao Soldiers and disciples immediately began assaulting the Return Abyss Sea.

A million treasure ships soared into the skies, while several dozen Immortals charged toward the Sea of Returning Abyss. These Immortals were either Guest Elders of the Setting Sun Blessed Land or had been invited by the blessed land to lend their aid in the conflict.

As guest elders, they were not direct descendants of the Setting Sun Blessed Land. While they usually enjoyed stipends from the sect, they became the first line of cannon fodder now that the great calamity had arrived.

The immortals invited to lend their aid had mostly obtained treasures from the Setting Sun Sea, and thus were naturally the first to take action.

"These people..."

Lyra stood poised in the void, recognizing several familiar faces among the gathered immortals.

These immortals were mostly from the Setting Sun Sea Region, having exchanged greetings over the years at the Grand Bazaar. Though their relationships had been merely cordial, none had anticipated they would cross blades today.

At this thought, Lyra couldn't help but remark, "Honored colleagues, now that the Dragon Palace of the Demon Race and the Celestial Fiend Clan have unleashed this great calamity, why does our Human Race not unite to face this enemy?"

"You are all immortals of the human race—how could you willingly become pawns under his command for the ambitions of the Setting Sun Blessed Land?"

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Chapter 1: The Awakening In the depths of the Cloudmist Mountains, a youth clothed in azure robes sat cross-legged upon a moss-covered stone. Spiritual energy swirled around him like visible mist, coalescing into shimmering patterns before being drawn into his body through rhythmic breathing. "Still stuck at the third level of Qi Refinement," Lin Feng murmured, his brow furrowed in frustration. He had been cultivating the Basic Cloudmist Art for 3 years now, yet progress remained agonizingly slow. At this rate, he would never qualify for the inner sect discipleship. Suddenly, a brilliant flash erupted from the heavens. A meteor streaked across the twilight sky, trailing flames of crimson and gold. Before Lin Feng could react, the celestial object crashed into the mountain peak mere li away, sending tremors through the earth. Curiosity overriding caution, Lin Feng scrambled toward the impact site. There, amidst the smoldering crater, lay a peculiar object - a jade slip glowing with ethereal light. As his fingers brushed against its surface, ancient knowledge flooded his consciousness: [Heavenly Dao Scripture - Foundation Establishment Level] [Compatibility detected: 99.8%] [Initiating inheritance...] A voice, ancient and profound, echoed in his mind: "Those who obtain this scripture shall walk the path of heavens. Master the 9 revolutions, and you may yet defy the celestial tribulations." Lin Feng's heart raced. This was no ordinary cultivation manual - this was a legacy that could alter his destiny. But even as wonder filled him, dark shadows moved through the forest. The meteor's descent had not gone unnoticed. "Well, well, what do we have here?" a sinister voice chuckled from the darkness. "Seems a little mouse has found something interesting." 3 figures emerged from the trees, their black robes adorned with the insignia of the Blood Demon Sect. The leader, a gaunt man with scarred cheeks, licked his lips greedily. "Hand over the treasure, boy," the scarred man demanded, his hand resting on the hilt of his demonic blade. "A Qi Refinement ant like you doesn't deserve such fortune." Lin Feng's mind worked furiously. These were Foundation Establishment cultivators - each capable of crushing him with ease. But the newly acquired Heavenly Dao Scripture pulsed within his consciousness, offering glimpses of profound techniques. "Over my dead body," Lin Feng declared, channeling his spiritual energy. The ancient scripture's knowledge unfolded before him - a defensive technique he had never encountered. The scarred man laughed coldly. "As you wish." Dark energy gathered around the demonic cultivator's palm, forming into a skull-shaped projectile that shot toward Lin Feng with terrifying speed. But instead of dodging, Lin Feng stood his ground, his hands moving through an intricate series of seals. "Barrier of the Heavenly Dao!" he cried. A golden shield materialized before him, its surface covered in flowing Sanskrit characters. The demonic attack shattered against it like glass against stone. "How?!" the scarred man exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock. "That's a high-level technique!" Lin Feng didn't hesitate. Drawing upon the scripture's knowledge, he unleashed a counterattack. "Fist of the Primordial Truth!" A fist projection, pure white and radiating immense pressure, shot forward. It struck the lead cultivator square in the chest, sending him flying backward to crash against a giant tree. The remaining 2 demonic cultivators stared in disbelief. Their leader, a mid Foundation Establishment expert, had been defeated by a mere Qi Refinement youth? "Retreat!" 1 of them shouted, grabbing their injured companion. As the enemies fled, Lin Feng collapsed to his knees, his spiritual energy nearly depleted. But triumph shone in his eyes. The Heavenly Dao Scripture had proven its incredible power. Yet he knew this was only the beginning. The path ahead would be filled with greater challenges and more powerful enemies. But for the first time, Lin Feng felt true hope - hope that he might indeed walk the path of heavens. Little did he know that far away, in the celestial observatory of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, an elder had already detected the meteor's fall and the awakening of an ancient legacy. The wheels of destiny had begun to turn, and the cultivation world would soon be shaken to its core.