Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats

Chapter 1060: The Day of the Black Sun is the Day of Catastrophe
Editor: Henyee Translations

All of this happened so suddenly. Jiang Chengxuan, who had painstakingly managed to connect with the Immortal Ancestor, didn’t even have time to ask his questions.

In the next moment, Jiang Chengxuan’s consciousness flashed, and he was back in his own body.

At the same time, the entire Ancestral Hall burst into endless radiant light. Mysterious beams of light shot out from the golden statues of the Immortals and struck Jiang Chengxuan’s head.

In the depths of his mind, a message also imprinted itself.

It turned out that there was no issue with the ritual, nor was the Immortal Ancestor unwilling to provide guidance. Without needing Jiang Chengxuan to speak, the Immortal Ancestor already knew his questions and, to conserve resources, directly dissolved the ritual and transmitted the answers.

After all, contacting the Immortal Realm from the lower incurs a certain cost.

Under such circumstances, providing clarifications as quickly as possible is essential, allowing no room for small talk.

Immediately, Jiang Chengxuan read the message in his mind:

“Heaven and earth are unpredictable, yin and yang are out of balance, the day the black sun crosses the sky is the day the great calamity descends.”

It was a very brief sentence, but it undoubtedly shook Jiang Chengxuan deeply.

It turned out that the great calamity of a thousand years ago had indeed not been fully resolved.

His earlier proposal to suppress the forces of evil was merely a solution for the urgent problems; the root cause still existed.

The thousand years had been enough for the demonic immortals to employ their schemes, eroding the Floodgate Realm, and all this had already been taking place.

“Black sun crosses the sky…”

Jiang Chengxuan muttered gravely.

It seemed that the great calamity might have already begun to cause changes unnoticed by all.

“I need more information; I must contact the Immortal Ancestor again.”

With that decision, Jiang Chengxuan prepared to contact the Immortal Ancestor once more to see if he could obtain more detailed information.

Quickly adjusting his state, Jiang Chengxuan once again felt the subtle cosmic intentions and formed the necessary seals to reopen the pathway that would allow him to communicate with the Immortal Ancestor.

This time, he found himself on a desolate island in a vast blue ocean, surrounded by the sound of crashing waves and strong winds.

With the previous experience, Jiang Chengxuan quickly located the positions of three fragments of the small cauldron.

In fact, this world was a manifestation of the rules of Immortal Dao, and the quest for the fragments of the small cauldron was a method left by the Immortal Ancestor.

Under the guidance of the Immortal Ancestor, Jiang Chengxuan overcame some celestial barriers by gathering the fragments with the aid of the causal link from the sect master’s token.

Jiang Chengxuan rose into the air, entering a thick cloud, and formed a seal that struck deep into the clouds. Instantly, a bird with white feathers and a yellow beak emerged, radiating divine light, transforming into a fragment of the small cauldron.

Next, Jiang Chengxuan plunged into the deep sea from the clouds, striking a certain rock with a seal. A red coral slowly grew in the radiant light, forming another fragment of the cauldron.

Lastly, as he moved with the wind into a space of emptiness, his seal struck nothingness, causing a whirlwind to rise, from which another fragment of the cauldron flew out.

Having completed all the rituals again, Jiang Chengxuan took out the sect master’s token and inserted it into the cauldron.

In an instant, rainbow-colored mystical smoke rose, transporting him to a blank space where he could momentarily avoid the scrutiny of immortal rules.

However, this time, the colorful mystical smoke rising from the token was much thinner.

The figure of the Immortal Ancestor appeared again, but it was much dimmer than last time.

Clearly, the immortal rules were not so easily fooled; even this brief exchange had alerted them, and they began to pay more attention to this place.

Ultimately, everything dispersed with a single point from the Immortal Ancestor, and Jiang Chengxuan found himself back in the Ancestral Hall in a trance. Instantly, several beams of light burst forth, merging into his mind.

But this time, the message conveyed by the Immortal Ancestor could not form concrete words.

Instead, it was just some vague impressions that he could barely grasp.

“Demonic immortals descend, threats from myriad races…”

Quickly, Jiang Chengxuan turned those fuzzy feelings into brief phrases.

The implied meaning naturally surfaced.

“The Immortal Ancestor means to say that when demonic immortals descend, other great races from different realms might also pose a threat to the Floodgate Realm,” Jiang Chengxuan concluded with a grave expression.

He hadn’t expected that this great calamity would also involve other realms.

Unwillingly, his thoughts drifted to the three foreign realms that had been defeated by the Floodgate Realm in the past.

Thousands of years might not have been enough for these realms to recover fully, but the vitality they lost to the Floodgate Realm might have somewhat replenished during their isolation.

Moreover, the myriad races mentioned in the Immortal Ancestor’s transmission might not necessarily be limited to these three realms. Perhaps more powerful entities were lurking in the shadows, eyeing the Floodgate Realm.

“Phew—”

Jiang Chengxuan exhaled lightly, feeling slightly weary.

This consultation with the Immortal Ancestor had confirmed the existence of the great calamity but also revealed that it was more complex than anticipated.

Attempting to contact the Immortal Ancestor again soon would be impossible.

Without hesitation, Jiang Chengxuan transformed into a stream of light and left the Ancestral Hall.

Soon after, he and Shen Ruyan appeared again on the summit of Shenwu Peak.

On their way there, Shen Ruyan had just returned from Thunderclap Valley, so the two converged and went together.

In the Great Hall of Shenwu, they met again with the others.

Without waiting for Qin Shenwu to ask, Jiang Chengxuan took the initiative to share the information transmitted by the Immortal Ancestor with everyone present.

“Black sun crosses the sky, and the great calamity descends?”

The confirmation of the approaching great calamity astonished Shen Ruyan and Qin Shenwu among others.

“Yes, and I sought further clarification from the Immortal Ancestor. He indicated that this calamity might involve other races from different realms,” Jiang Chengxuan added slowly.

“Could it be the three foreign races? But they have been in self-imposed isolation for so long that they likely lack the power to initiate anything,” Qin Shenwu immediately analyzed.

“Indeed, there are too many mysteries involved, and it’s hard to make any judgments with just our own capabilities,” Jiang Chengxuan agreed.

“Perhaps, Shifu, you could try reaching out to other sects’ Daolords to investigate further. I believe we’re not the only ones who sense that something is amiss,” he suggested.

In times of universal calamity, it was not just a single sect’s crisis, nor did it need to be faced alone.

“Alright, as you suggest, Chengxuan,” Qin Shenwu agreed.