Although there were also races in the Immortal Spirit Realm that were close to the human race, overall, there weren't many. As a human cultivator, Qianchong Zhenjun had also experienced this.
And here, he also saw many human cultivators desperately fighting for a little bit of cultivation resources, with blood flying everywhere.
"The Forsaken Continent is already a cruel place to survive. If more human cultivators can be left here, once they ascend to the upper realm, the human race will have more of their own kind."
To put it another way, if there were more human cultivators in the Immortal Spirit Realm, then among their descendants in the future, it was not impossible that some people needed by the Five Immortal Sects for inheritance would appear.
These people might not miss their opportunities and die prematurely in the lower realms.
In Qianchong Zhenjun's view, the probability of cultivators on the Forsaken Continent ascending was slightly higher than that of cultivators on several other continents. After all, slaughter was the common way here, and there were more experts.
And he only needed to give a little care to the human cultivators to get more cultivation resources.
After considering these things, Qianchong Zhenjun changed his mind.
"I can help you stabilize the sect-protecting grand formation, but I have a request.
In the future, for any human sects or cultivators that appear in the area under your jurisdiction, I don't ask for special treatment, but you must not suppress or exclude them.
This matter cannot be recorded in a jade slip, so as not to bring a lot of trouble to the human cultivators. How far you can go, what day it is, everything has its own destiny!"
Qianchong Zhenjun knew that firstly, he could not take too much care of the human cultivators, otherwise they would die in a paradise.
Secondly, flowers do not bloom for a hundred days. For him to create such a great environment was already a gift from heaven.
As for Qianchong Zhenjun's suggestion, the few top cultivators of the primitive Demon Clan at that time immediately agreed.
This condition was not a condition at all for them, and what they could get was the continuation of the primitive Demon Clan's race.
After this matter was confirmed, the primitive Demon Clan did indeed do it afterwards, and at the same time, they gave a lot of convenience to the human cultivators.
But they didn't dare to really do as Qianchong Zhenjun said. Of course, they had to do it in a way that could both account to other races and allow human cultivators to get tangible benefits.
It was just that later, with the changes of the years, as those Spirit Transformation cultivators fell, passed away, or ascended, different voices of dissent slowly appeared in the White Demon Clan.
This was also something Qianchong Zhenjun had already expected, but at this time, the human sects had already gradually grown their wings in the western part of the Forsaken Continent, reaching the goal that Qianchong Zhenjun had originally set.
And the "Sacred Demon Palace" grand formation that Qianchong Zhenjun had helped with also played a real deterrent role.
Later, when Xiahou Shangxie personally sneaked in, he couldn't hide his form at all. Under the alarm of the grand formation, he was besieged by several Spirit Transformation cultivators.
In the end, after losing two clones that he had cultivated for ten thousand years, his main body was seriously injured and fled. From this, it could be seen that Xiahou Shangxie was also a heroic and tyrannical figure of a generation.
Not only was he decisive in his actions, but he was also a bold and reckless person.
Hearing this, Li Yan was speechless. Some things he couldn't figure out before finally had an answer.
Especially when he heard that Xiahou Shangxie had lost two clones at once, he was even more amazed.
He knew that after a cultivator successfully formed their Nascent Soul, they could condense clones. The material for each clone was made from a heaven-defying natural treasure, or a physical body with a pure and untainted constitution.
But generally speaking, it was best to condense it from natural treasures. A physical body with a pure constitution was a secondary choice.
This kind of physical body could not be found casually. It could be that of a demonic beast, or a jiangshi that had not decayed for ten thousand years and was born in a place of extreme yin.
If one chose a jiangshi, it also had to be compatible with one's own birth characters and so on. The conditions were extremely harsh.
When a cultivator condensed a clone, they often needed to consume essence blood and separate their own soul to merge into the clone. Once successful, their combat power would increase exponentially when combined.
When the clone fought the enemy, although the main body's cultivation would be somewhat weakened, their methods would be more numerous and strange.
"Xiahou Shangxie is truly a monster of a generation. Not only did he create the Black Clan, but he also condensed two clones!"
Not to mention how difficult it was to find the materials needed for two clones, the time spent on refining and condensing them was unimaginable.
If it were Li Yan, he felt that in that situation, he wouldn't have any time to cultivate his main body at all, let alone continuously improve his realm.
And Xiahou Shangxie's cultivation was said to have been a triumphant march all the way, as if he had never encountered any obstacles.
After Qianchong Zhenjun said this, he just smiled slightly and continued to narrate.
There was one thing the White Demon Clan didn't know. When Qianchong Zhenjun had set up the grand formation, he had also left a wisp of divine will hidden in the core of the formation.
Firstly, if this formation was about to collapse, under the control of his divine will, it could even kill a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
Secondly, in the news about "Pangu Sand" that the descendant of Zhu Tian had mentioned, his good friend had also gone to look for this treasure.
If he got the treasure first, how could Qianchong Zhenjun be willing? He had to leave a wisp of divine will here to wait.
Time passed too quickly. In the long years that followed, he did not wait for that cultivator to return, and the consumption of his divine will was just like Dong Fuyi's back then.
In order to preserve the strength to kill a Spirit Transformation level cultivator and obtain "Pangu Sand" without any problems, Qianchong Zhenjun left an imprint in the body of the descendant of Zhu Tian's friend's descendant.
As long as those imprints sensed the appearance of a Spirit Transformation realm cultivator of their clan, they would awaken this wisp of sleeping divine will.
The methods used by Qianchong Zhenjun, to Li Yan's ears, were undoubtedly miraculous and something he dared not even imagine.
And on a certain day, a white-robed youth came to the Forsaken Continent. After tearing open the void with his bare hands and arriving on this continent, he actually sensed the existence of Qianchong Zhenjun's wisp of divine will.
So he quietly sneaked into the "Sacred Demon Palace" and, using a secret art, awakened Qianchong Zhenjun's wisp of divine will.
This white-robed youth was Pei Buchong. He had been searching for Qianchong Zhenjun for a very, very long time and had followed a few clues to this place.
But to his disappointment, Qianchong Zhenjun's wisp of divine will also didn't know where his main body was now. After a conversation between master and disciple, this wisp of divine will finally remembered one thing. When his main body left the Forsaken Continent, he had used a large teleportation formation to leave.
If a cultivator had a large teleportation formation to use, they would of course not be willing to enter the Chaotic Flow Space. That was not a good place to go.
Even at Qianchong Zhenjun's level, he would only be willing to enter the Chaotic Flow Space if the large teleportation formation couldn't reach his destination.
Like Pei Buchong's trip to the Forsaken Continent this time, he had followed clues and had no choice but to enter the Chaotic Flow Space.
If he knew which teleportation formation Qianchong Zhenjun's main body had used to leave back then, then he could deduce the direction he was going.
It was just that he had only retained a piece of information before he separated from his main body. His main body seemed to have once said that he was going to the eastern part of the Forsaken Continent.
Thus, Pei Buchong followed this clue and went directly to the eastern part of the Forsaken Continent. At that time, his cultivation had just reached the mid-stage of Spirit Transformation.
Even so, Pei Buchong single-handedly broke into the Black Demon Clan's "God's Road." He searched for clues everywhere there.
In the end, although he couldn't find any clues about Qianchong Zhenjun, he did learn of a Black Demon Clan plan to attack the Desolate Moon Continent.
He was from the Desolate Moon Continent himself, and he had also heard about the first demon clan invasion. This time, he was immediately enraged.
In learning of the other party's plan, he knew that the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" was the most important magical treasure for breaking the two-realm barrier, and the other party was gathering the massive amount of materials needed to refine it.
This was a long process, and the refining of the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" was very special. Each refining required the use of the refining manual jade slip for assistance.
This thing seemed to be a supreme ancient treasure and could not be copied.
Thus, the idea of originally wanting to destroy the massive amount of refining materials for the Black Demon Clan's "Realm-Breaking Pearl" was immediately rejected by Pei Buchong.
He decided to steal the other party's "Realm-Breaking Pearl" refining manual jade slip, so that the other party could no longer refine the "Realm-Breaking Pearl."
But the Black Demon Clan had many experts, especially since the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" refining jade slip was placed with a clone left by a Demon Emperor.
Pei Buchong, when it came to concealing his tracks, was confident that not many people in this realm could find him. But once he made a move, he was no match for this Demon Emperor clone.
But he was also extremely bold and actually lurked in the Black Demon Clan for seven years.
Finally, one day, he found an opportunity when the Demon Emperor clone left the palace. He smoothly sneaked into the core area of the Black Demon Clan and stole the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" manual jade slip in one fell swoop.
At the same time, he left the words "A look from human cultivator Pei Buchong!"
When that Demon Emperor's clone, who was out, sensed an abnormal fluctuation in a certain restriction in the palace, he had already returned to the palace with a single instantaneous movement.
But to his fury, what he saw was only the shattered restriction and a sentence left on the wall.
Immediately, the Demon Emperor clone began to search for Pei Buchong everywhere, but with Pei Buchong's cautiousness, how could he still find any trace of him?
Qianchong Zhenjun slowly explained some of the reasons for his appearance on the Forsaken Continent. But when he mentioned that Pei Buchong had stolen the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" refining manual jade slip, Li Yan's mouth was already wide open.
He was one of the few cultivators who had seen the real "Realm-Breaking Pearl."
When Gu Jiuqi had risen from the Yin Demon Cliff crevice holding a large round pearl, from his conversation with others, Li Yan had already learned that what Gu Jiuqi was holding was the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" that the other party had just thrown down.
At that time, he felt that that Realm-Breaking Pearl was different from the "Realm-Breaking Pearl" he had seen in the Daoist temple.
It was just that he didn't think too deeply about it. His level was far from being able to participate in a battle of that level.
Only someone like Gu Jiuqi clearly knew that what he was holding was a fake "Realm-Breaking Pearl," also known as the "Lesser Realm-Breaking Pearl" by the Demon Clan.
Now, thinking back to the scene at that time, Li Yan finally had some understanding.
'That probably wasn't a real 'Realm-Breaking Pearl.' So it was all Senior Brother Pei's doing. He's truly a divine being!'
An intense desire rose in Li Yan's heart, a desire that one day he could also reach that level, that freedom to come and go as he pleased in the Demon Emperor's palace.
Seeing Li Yan's shocked expression, a smile also appeared on the face in the sky. His disciple was his pride.
After escaping the Demon Emperor's pursuit, Pei Buchong returned to "Sacred Demon City" again.
After recounting his search over the years with this wisp of Qianchong Zhenjun's divine will, he then broke through the void and left. He had to continue searching for his master's whereabouts and at the same time travel the world.
Li Yan listened, dazzled. He was too weak now. Just to be able to leave the Forsaken Continent, he had almost perished here.
After Li Yan finished listening to the narration, his heart was in turmoil for a long time. And the face in the sky was not anxious because Li Yan had fallen into silence for a moment.
He completely ignored the increasing number of white clouds in the sky, as if the combined refining of the "Earthen Patch" by the two top Spirit Transformation experts outside was just a child's play.
After a long time, Li Yan finally came back to his senses. He suddenly thought of a very crucial question.
"Martial Uncle, since you can sense the existence of the 'Earthen Patch,' why didn't you come looking for it before?"