Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

Chapter 683: Side Story: Nine Empyreans

Chapter 683: Side Story: Nine Empyreans

In a faraway land, there existed a crystalline island that floated high in the sky. Its colors ranged from pale white, blood red, sunfire orange, bright yellow, and even mossy green. Columns of crystals jutted out in all directions, making the island appear like a flying porcupine.

This was a spiritual crystal island, a pure collection of spiritual energy so rich that it allowed the whole thing to float in the air. It was something inconceivable in subcontinents and even continents. In fact, with a casual gaze, one could see other floating islands in the near distance and all around. They bobbed and drifted with the wind, never coming too close to one another. They looked like rainbow-colored clouds in the sky.

In the middle of the main crystal island was a small circular platform that held nine stone seats in a ring. At this time, all nine seats were occupied by human figures. Each person was starkly different from their neighbor. If there was one supreme old fart that looked like a bag of bones, there was another that seemed to be in the prime of their youth. There was an old granny that looked more like a devil and there was also a woman so beautiful, she could easily shock the hearts of all souls, whether they be human, beasts, or even demons.

It wasn’t only their appearances that were astonishing. Each person’s cultivation was unfathomable to even beginner immortals. The spiritual auras and might the nine put out, combined together, even surpassed the spiritual reservoir of the crystal island. It was that great.

“Cough, cough.” The oldest of the old cleared their throat.

The other eight focused their attention on the frail grandpa.

“Let’s get started. This is the first time in a thousand years that the Nine Empyrean Council has been called together. As you all know, this is only for serious matters that affect the entire Nine Empyrean Blessed Realm. As for the matter, it is complex and yet it is also simple.”

The venerable man extended a hand and rays of spiritual energy shot out to form a wide map overhead. It depicted the Nine Empyrean Blessed Realm in the middle and various continents and subcontinents all around it. Eastern Sanmu Subcontinent was there, a tiny grain of rice near the eastern edge.

The sheer scale of this map could make mortal hearts collapse. This map represented hundreds of thousands of kilometers, tens of millions of kilometers. It represented the vastness of this world that seemed to have no limit. This was only one blessed land and nobody really know just how many there were.

“Let’s get to the point. In these last thousand years, in the territory that I, Immortal Myriad Paths, supervised… two king realm sects and thirteen lord realm sects that had cultivated demon slayer arts were lost. And their demon slayer arts were also completely lost.”

This simple statement was met with agitated murmurs from the other eight. Demon slayer arts were precious. It wasn’t easy to develop a demon slayer art to the immortal realms. They were key weapons in the never-ending battle with demons. To have lost such an unnaturally high number meant something serious was going on.

After a brief pause, another empyrean spoke up, “For the lands of this Immortal Tyrian Guardian, we have lost seven lord realm sects, three king realm sects, and one emperor realm sect.”

“What!”

“An emperor realm sect?”

“How did that happen? Quickly tell us!”

That empyrean didn’t provide too much information. She only described a natural disaster that struck one of her continents, leaving a large part of it inhabitable. The emperor realm sect fell victim to that disaster.

“We are trying to salvage the demon slayer art of that emperor realm sect. As for the others, their demon slayer arts have all been lost.”

The atmosphere of the council dimmed. Each person had their own thoughts but they did not share them. Instead, they all reported the damages their lands had suffered in the past thousand years.

The stories were largely the same. Lord realm sects, king realm sects, emperor realm sects, and even one overlord realm sect, the common theme was all the same. It was not strange for sects to fall. In this cultivation world with fierce competition and dangers everywhere, all sects could face the threat of extinction, even the strongest powers.

However, these sects cultivated demon slayer arts!

“It’s definitely a demon plot! I will hunt these vile creatures down!” A man clad in black armor from head to toe slammed his fist on the armrest of his seat. “Find me an archdemon and I will rip him apart!”

“Immortal Black Dragon… are archdemons so easy to find?” Another person chided, “Even elder demons are rarely caught. They call turn into humans and are indistinguishable unless they used their demonic powers. Who knows, maybe one of us is actually an archdemon.”

“Don’t make jokes like that…”

“Hehe, I’m just saying…”

The council fell silent again. The nine empyreans each controlled vast territories and branch sects. They ruled over the Nine Empyrean Blessed Realm but their individual relationships were not always friendly. After all, even they desired the limited resources that a blessed land could provide.

But in the interest of the human race, they were united in this matter regarding demon slayer arts. The widely accepted fact was that there was no human cultivator in the current world at the upper immortal realms that wielded a demon slayer art. If such a figure appeared, they could single-handedly upend the battle between humans and demons. This was a reason why demons would constantly hunt down lesser sects that cultivated these types of arts in order to limit their growth. This was a fact that the highest human powers accepted.

What they couldn’t accept was the loss of so many in the short span of a thousand years and the ferocity in which it was happening. Losing a few was ordinary. Losing all of the sects in a subcontinent, which reportedly happened more than a few times, was completely unacceptable.

“I think we need to send a clear message. Wiping out a demon continent sounds like a fair trade, what do you all think?” The ancient Immortal Myriad Paths asked.

All of them agreed.

“Very well, send out the news to your lands, those who make great contributions during this campaign will be greatly rewarded!”

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