I Have A Disciple Simulator

Chapter 1247: Chapter 752: The Second Ancestor Summons!

Primordial Mountain, shrouded in deep mist, with an invisible barrier activated, covering the ancestral land of the Primordial Sacred Ground.

The demon army and the demon race army invaded, the Demon-Suppressing Pass fell, and the major sacred grounds of the Immortal Realm, Confucian Sects, Sects, and Immortal Dynasties all activated barriers to protect themselves.

Outside the barrier of the Primordial Sacred Ground, a group of human cultivators fled here in disarray.

“It’s the Third Ancestor!”

“Quick, open the barrier entrance!”

When the Elders of the Primordial Sacred Ground saw it was the Third Ancestor Qi Pojun leading the group, they quickly allowed them to enter the Primordial Sacred Ground.

While passing through the barrier of the Primordial Sacred Ground, Lu Changsheng sensed several strong auras sweeping over.

The Primordial Sacred Ground is one of the five great Innate Sacred Grounds, with countless cultivators of profound cultivation. To prevent experts from the Blood Sea Palace and the Demon Realm from infiltrating, the great powers meditating in the Innate Sacred Grounds needed to repeatedly check anyone entering the sacred ground.

“The Demon-Suppressing Pass was actually breached by the demon race…”

The Elders and disciples of the Primordial Sacred Ground turned pale in disbelief upon hearing that the Demon-Suppressing Pass, guarded by their sacred ground for generations, had been breached by the demon race army led by a Demon God.

Since the truce between the human and demon races, the Primordial Sacred Ground had been tasked with guarding the Demon-Suppressing Pass, monitoring the movements of the demon race.

As a result, the demon army’s invasion distracted the Immortal Realm and the Heavenly Court, leading to the Demon God breaching the pass with little effort.

Qi Pojun, the Third Ancestor of the Primordial Sacred Ground, led the surviving gatekeepers and cultivators from major sacred grounds and sects supporting the Demon-Suppressing Pass back to the Primordial Mountain to recuperate.

“This place seems somewhat familiar.”

Although it was Lu Changsheng’s first visit to the Primordial Mountain, he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

“Everyone, please take a short rest at the Primordial Mountain. I need to discuss how to respond with the other Ancestors.”

Qi Pojun’s expression was grave. With a wave of his Daoist Robe, he vanished into thin air.

Cultivators from Tai Hua Holy Land, Guanghan Palace, Wushen Palace, Cloud Mountain Holy Land, Mount Sumeru, and other places hurriedly seized the opportunity to absorb nature’s spiritual energy to quickly recover their True Qi.

After all, the Primordial Sacred Ground is one of the strongest sacred grounds in the Immortal Realm, even if surrounded by the demon race army, it can still defend itself for a short period.

“Damn it, if it wasn’t for Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple’s Vajra Indestructible Great Protector destroying the Five Directions Emperor’s Formation left by the Five Human Great Emperors, the Demon-Suppressing Pass wouldn’t have fallen so easily!”

“Is Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple planning to ally with the Demon Realm? Aren’t they afraid of angering the other Buddhas of the Blissful Realm?”

As everyone meditated, they were filled with indignation, all looking towards the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva of Mount Sumeru.

Having been ambushed by the Vajra Indestructible Great Protector using palm strength, the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva was seriously injured and was channeling energy to heal.

The betrayal of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple instilled suspicion of the Blissful Realm’s eight great Buddhist sects.

“What Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple aims for, I do not know, but we of Mount Sumeru will certainly not conspire with the tiger…”

The Great Wisdom Bodhisattva was about to explain when suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he stood frozen in place.

“What’s wrong?”

Everyone was taken aback.

The well-versed Buddhist Great Wisdom Bodhisattva was drenched in sweat, which was unexpected given his usual calmness.

“The Buddhas of Mount Sumeru who went to the Blissful Realm have lost communication.”

The Great Wisdom Bodhisattva’s expression was extremely solemn, with beads of sweat continuously dripping down.

Everyone exchanged glances, seeing the astonishment in each other’s eyes.

Mount Sumeru is one of the Eight Great Buddhist Sect Sacred Grounds, with numerous Ancient Buddhas, some even older than the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva. The fact that the high-ranking members of Mount Sumeru have lost contact with the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva hints at dire consequences.

“This is not good…”

Already anxious from the demon and demon races joining forces and Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple betraying the Immortal Realm, the news of the missing Buddhas from sacred grounds like Mount Sumeru further bleakens the situation for the Immortal Realm.

“We can only take one step at a time. If the Immortal Realm falls, we can hide in the depths of the void with our disciples for billions of years before emerging again.”

While Lu Changsheng acknowledged the severe situation, he wasn’t entirely despondent.

Equipped with a system, at worst, he could utilize the Void Boat, escape to the deep void, and then slowly teach disciples. Once he becomes a Human Saint or even a Human Great Emperor, he could return to the Immortal Realm.

Ideally, all his direct disciples would become saints and lead a return with a dozen saints…

Of course, that’s only a last resort plan.

Lu Changsheng sat with his disciples and the Tai Hua Holy Land disciples at Primordial Mountain, recovering True Qi while secretly tallying the quantities of elixir pills and talismans for categorization.

During his cultivation in the Chaos Realm, Lu Changsheng acquired numerous treasures through teaching, sufficient to support him and his disciples for a period.

At this moment, a Supreme Elder from the Primordial Sacred Ground approached with several disciples, arriving at the area where the Tai Hua Holy Land crowd was meditating.

This Supreme Elder had a longsword sheathed at his waist, with graying temples, an aura of immortality, and a Dao bone, embodying the essence of a Peerless Divine Sword about to be drawn.

“Is this the legendary True Master Ao Jian, renowned throughout the Immortal Realm two hundred million years ago?”

“It’s him!”

“Who is he?”

“Two hundred million years ago, True Master Ao Jian’s disciple was killed by a Demon Monarch. In a fit of rage, he infiltrated the Demon Realm alone and killed the Demon Monarch. However, the Demon Monarch was a henchman of the Blood Moon Demon Venerable. The Blood Moon Demon Venerable was furious, and True Master Ao Jian was pursued by the Blood Moon Demon Venerable and over a hundred Demon Monarchs under his command. Yet, he escaped from the Demon Realm, causing a sensation across the Three Realms. However, upon returning from the Demon Realm, to avoid the Blood Moon Demon Venerable’s retaliation, the Primordial Sacred Ground prohibited True Master Ao Jian from venturing out. Over time, True Master Ao Jian faded from people’s view.”

“If True Master Ao Jian could escape from the treacherous Demon Realm under the pursuit of a Demon Lord, doesn’t that mean he has Demon Lord-level cultivation?”

Elders and disciples from various sacred grounds and sects were filled with respect, and even ancient powers like the Qian Family Patriarch and Youran True Sovereign dared not underestimate this junior.

Unexpectedly, this Sword Dao Genius from the Primordial Sacred Ground, famous two hundred million years ago, approached Lu Changsheng, bowed, and said, “The Second Ancestor heard that you have mastered the ’Primordial Nine Styles’ and wishes to see you. Please follow me.”

Oh?

The Second Ancestor of the Primordial Sacred Ground?

The one guarding the Demon-Suppressing Pass is the Third Ancestor, Ancient Great Power Qi Pojun, while the Second Ancestor is an even more ancient figure, possibly a direct descendant of the Qi Tribe Patriarch.

But what does he want to see me for?

Shi Niandao, Youran True Sovereign, Long Jingyu, and other great powers were filled with envy.

Meeting the Second Ancestor of the Primordial Sacred Ground, whose status is even higher than Yuan Chen of Kunlun Holy Land, second only to the ancient Ancestor who roams the Four Realms, was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

“Please lead the way, True Master.”

Lu Changsheng agreed.

Just tenfold stronger than the primordial beasts sleeping in the Primordial Mountain’s depths.

“So, it is you who mastered the ’Primordial Nine Styles’ in the Chaos Realm?”

Lu Changsheng arrived at the rear mountain, where an unprecedented sense of power locked onto him.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!