Everyone on the Lingxuan Continent was envious seeing the dense spiritual Qin of ancient times.

It was a great shock to them to live in an era where spiritual Qi was abundant and everyone could cultivate.

However, looking at the scene in the light beam of resurrection, they felt grateful again.

Although the abundance of spiritual Qi on the current Lingxuan Continent was significantly less than in ancient times, it wasn’t as desperate as in the Middle Era.

…

(Within the Light Beam of Resurrection)

Lin Zhengyang panicked briefly before calming down.

As the immortal realm powerhouse of the Linxuan Continent, the couple had naturally accumulated a lot of Heavenly treasures, as well as extremely high-quality spirit stones.

Taking them out, Lin Zhengyang channelled the spiritual Qi from them into Qin Xiaowan’s body, which improved her condition greatly.

However, when Qin Xiaowan saw Lin Zhengyang extracting spiritual Qi from several Heavenly treasures, she reached out her hand to stop him.

“Zhengyang, don’t waste the heavenly treasures. The spiritual Qi on the Lingxuan Continent is declining and even immortal cultivators cannot be cultivated. These Heavenly treasures will be our last hope to turn the tide.”

Lin Zhengyang nodded and put the treasures away in a gloomy manner.

He understood what she was trying to say.

Currently, only these Heavenly treasures possess an abundance of spiritual Qi on the Lingxuan Continent.

If they wanted to seal the Traces of Heaven in the sky, they would require this spiritual Qi to make a breakthrough into the immortal realm in the future.

At the moment, every treasure of Heaven and Earth treasures was precious.

“Xiaowan, take a rest first. I’ll go outside and check the situation.”

Lin Zhengyang comforted Qin Xiaowan and walked out alone.

This time, they had failed to seal the Traces of Heaven.

Even their last hope, the Bronze Gate, had been left useless. Moreover, the Spiritual Qi of the Lingxuan Continent had diminished, resulting in the loss of all immortal cultivators.

The shock had already caused many lower-ranking cultivators in the outside world to become insane.

Despair.

Despair.

After Lin Zhengyang stepped out, he was greeted by despairing scenes.

But fortunately, other Saint Realm cultivators appeared soon and tried to calm the people down.

Seeing these Saint Realm cultivators busy, Lin Zhengyang’s face turned pale.

Ordinary cultivators might consider the strength of the Saint Realm to be extremely powerful.

However, these Saint Realm cultivators weren’t even qualified to seal the Traces of Heaven in the sky nor qualified to fight the many ancient cultivators guarding it.

That was why at this moment, looking at these Saint Realm cultivators, Lin Zhengyang was filled with despair.

“I can’t give up. My child will be born soon. Even if I have to die, I have to fight for a future for him.” Taking a deep breath, Lin Zhengyang stepped forward.

He was planning to find other Saint Realm cultivators and form a group so that they could fight for a future for the Lingxuan Continent together.

…

(On the Lingxuan Continent)

“These ancestors were very strong-willed.”

“Yes, if we had been in that position at the time, we would have collapsed a long time ago.”

“That’s not necessarily true. We have a Heavenly Emperor. With his highness, even if we lived during the Middle Era, we might still have a way to handle the crisis.”

Even though their realms had fallen and they were in a desperate situation, Lin Zhengyang and other ancestors refused to give up.

Seeing this scene within the light beam of resurrection, a few people were uplifted and even motivated by it.

…

The Glory Saint Sect was also one of the prominent sects on the Lingxuan continent.

There was, however, a difference between the Glory Saint Sect and the Taichu Sect.

The Glory Saint Sect contained all the ordinary cultivators of the Lingxuan Continent.

Anyone who liked to learn could join the Sect.

Because of this, the Glory Saint Sect had the greatest number of disciples of all the sects.

And now, the countless educated disciples of the Glory Saint Sect, plus the numerous disciples, were all peering up at the light beam of resurrection.

The cultivators of the inner-core disciples of the Glory Saint Sect, at this moment, were sitting in front of the light beam of resurrection, channelling their own spiritual Qi into the light beam of resurrection.

But as they watched the images that appeared within the light beam of resurrection, among these cultivators, someone couldn’t help but exclaim, “Sect Master, didn’t our Ancestor appear in the Middle Era?”

The Sect Master of the Glory Saint Sect was a middle-aged man who looked quite elegant.

He replied with a smile on his lips, “That’s right, the Ancestor was born in the Middle Era and developed spiritual cultivation. Although the records that remain in our Glory Saint Sect are lacking, it is certain that the desperate situation in the Middle Era was resolved by the Ancestor himself.”

“Haha… The legends of our Ancestor have become so rare on the Lingxuan Continent that people are unaware of his greatness.”

“Let them see the Ancestor… He wasn’t definitely inferior to the God Taichu.”

“That’s right, the Taichu Clan has always claimed to have inherited from the Taichu God, so it’s time to show them the greatness of our Glory Saint Sect’s ancestor.”

…

The many cultivators of the Glory Saint Sect around them all had an uplifted look on their faces.

The Glory Saint Sect they belonged to had always claimed to be the direct descendants.

Naive.

The legends of the Glory Saint Sect on the Lingxuan Continent were already very scarce.

Now, with the light beam of resurrection, they could greatly promote the greatness of their sect.

To those of them who claimed to be the heirs of the Glory Saint Sect, it was naturally a great blessing.

“I just don’t know when exactly the Ancestor will appear in the memories.” The many cultivators of the Glory Saint Sect continued to look up at the light beam of resurrection in front of them.

…

(Within the Light Beam of Resurrection)

At this moment, Lin Zhengyang and other immortals who had survived gathered together.

The fifth-generation Heavenly Emperor had fallen so they were supposed to choose the next Heavenly Emperor.

But faced with such a desperate situation, they didn’t even think of electing the next Heavenly Emperor.

They scanned the crowd in front of them, and only one thought crossed their minds.

That was … what to do next?

However, their situation was unfavourable at the moment, and they seemed to have no option but to wait for their deaths.

But as the top cultivators of the Lingxuan Continent, how could they be willing to wait for death?

“Gentlemen, I have an idea.”

Just when they were all gloomy, not knowing what to do next, a female ex-Immortal Realm powerhouse suddenly stood up.

“Immortal Bi Hua, if you have any ideas, just say them quickly. We are really out of options now.” The other cultivators around her turned their gaze at this female immortal.

This female immortal’s face was stern as she said, “Right now, the Lingxuan Continent is seriously lacking in spiritual Qi that even immortals cannot be nurtured, so the only way for us is to join hands to raise a peerless genius. As long as this peerless genius could surpass all of us, there was still hope that we could seal the Traces of Heaven in the sky and even reverse the plight of the Lingxuan Continent today.”

Others around Immortal Bi Hua contemplated what she had said.

In fact, the solution that Immortal Bi Hua suggested at this moment seemed like the only option they had left.