Chapter 26: Sacrificial Spirit

Wang Heng refused Wang Mian's suggestion. To him, he was just an ant who had just entered the Path of Cultivation. If it weren't for having an Immortal King father backing him up, who would even notice him?

Now, with that pillar of support about to vanish unexpectedly, it was best to keep a low profile.

Wang Mian, understanding Wang Heng's intention, nodded without further mention. In his heart, he mused that if the Immortal King were present at the estate, they would definitely host the celebration as usual. It would be a rare chance to elevate the Wang family's influence and demonstrate the family's bright future.

Shunning the topic of the cultivation ceremony, he brought up another matter.

"By the way, young master, before the Immortal King ventured to the frontier, he instructed me to take you to visit a Supreme Being once your cultivation journey was complete. This being will bestow blessings upon you, seize the fortunes of heaven and earth, and imbue them into your being. It will pave a smooth path for your future, ensuring a triumphant and fortuitous journey."

"A Supreme Being? Blessings?" Wang Heng was bewildered.

When a True Immortal speaks of a "Supreme Being," it must be an unimaginably powerful existence, perhaps an Immortal King?

"Indeed, this elder's strength surpasses that of Senior Sun Yang, the foremost warrior under the Immortal King. It is separated from the Immortal King's realm by only a thin veil, almost within reach. Legend has it that this senior once stepped into that realm, but for reasons unknown, they later fell from it, unable to enter again."

Upon hearing Wang Mian's description, Wang Heng thought of the "Ten Fiends of Ancient Immortality." Some of these beings had come exceedingly close to the Immortal King, possessing bodies of Immortal King caliber. Moreover, their primordial souls had undergone several rounds of tempering, making them stronger than pseudo-Immortal Kings, yet weaker than true Immortal Kings.

Could the "Supreme Being" Wang Mian mentioned be such a living entity?

"Who is it?" Wang Heng asked directly, hoping it might be one of the notorious ten fiends he knew.

Wang Mian's response negated his assumption.

"If you hadn't lost your memory, I wouldn't need to introduce them to you. This venerable figure is the spirit presiding over the vast lands controlled by the Wang Family. Its true form is a mystical vine that originated in the chaos.

In the past, before reaching the pinnacle of an Immortal King, the Celestial King of our family discovered it in a nascent world of chaos and brought it forth. Over the ensuing years, the vine stood alongside the Celestial King, battling across the realms. Eventually, it settled in the Primal Ancient Realm with the Celestial King, becoming a revered sanctuary spirit.

For several epochs, this venerable vine has watched over these lands, establishing formidable alliances with other sanctuary spirits in the ancient realm, contributing greatly to the domain claimed by the Wang Family."

"It turns out to be the Wang Family's sanctuary spirit." Wang Heng realized.

No wonder Wang Mian said this "supreme being" would share a portion of destiny's fortune with him.

Such actions would undoubtedly invite divine retribution and a backlash if there was no real connection; otherwise, no one would make such sacrifices.

"In that case, let's head there immediately. I also wish to meet the mystical vine elder who fought alongside my father through countless battles," Wang Heng replied.

Wang Mian, hearing this, teased, "Before you lost your memory, Young Master, you often visited the vine elder. You never returned empty-handed, always managing to pluck a celestial leaf or bottle some heavenly dew—much to everyone else's envy."

It's important to know that this was a chaotic primordial vine, one which had breached the domain of Immortal Kings. Every part of it was a treasure; the celestial leaves or dew provided great benefits to true immortals like him. Yet Wang Heng could acquire and use them at will.

This was indeed reasonable, given the unwavering friendship between the vine and Wang Heng's father. As they say, love extends to what is associated, and naturally, the vine showed exceptional pampering and care for Wang Heng.

"Really?"

Wang Heng scratched his head, frowning with an expression of intense recollection.

He feared Wang Heng might strain his primordial spirit source by forcibly recalling memories, which could lead to complications.

"Alright."

Wang Heng nodded, his expression unchanged, though a trace of unease lingered deep in his eyes.

Wang Mian's words had stirred hidden worries within him. What if the Immortal King, his father, discovered the secret of his divine yet soulless existence? What course would he take?

Would he cast Wang Heng, the outsider, away, or pretend not to know since things were already beyond remedy?

Given the Immortal King's immense power, he might be able to retrieve the true soul of the original "Wang Heng."

This thought intensified Wang Heng's anxiety, but he reminded himself that when he returned, his Immortal King father would likely be gravely injured, possibly even dying.

What would happen then? No one could say for sure.

Rising from the mat woven from young Kunmu shoots, Wang Heng followed closely behind Wang Mian.

He was headed to the place where the Chaos Immortal Vine, whose power nearly rivaled that of an Immortal King, had taken root to receive what was called blessings and great fortune.

These things were intangible and elusive, yet they had the real ability to alter the future and direction of a being.

Now, with a powerful figure willing to bear the karmic backlash to bless him and infuse him with such fortune, Wang Heng was more than happy to accept.

Together, they traversed magnificent ancient halls and passed through bustling streets, gradually entering a secluded region.

The ancient hall here is bustling, yet signs of living creatures are nearly nonexistent. This is quite rare amidst the grandeur of the Immortal King's residence.

Meanwhile, the restrictions beneath their feet are gradually increasing, seemingly nearing some forbidden place.

"We're almost there," Wang Mian suddenly reminded.

Wang Heng looked in the direction of the voice, but couldn't even see the shadow of the mystical vine he sought. However, he did make a discovery.

The rules of the avenue ahead grew increasingly profound and complex, far beyond his comprehension. Moreover, the void was filled with an intensely rich life force. Immortal mists hovered, chaos surged; they appeared to have arrived at a primordial world.

Wang Heng suddenly recalled Wang Mian's earlier words, about the Chaos Immortal Vine originally growing in chaos. The current environment seemed to match that description perfectly.

As they approached the front of the immortal mist and chaos, Wang Mian, without a word, unleashed a radiant immortal talisman, softly chanting what sounded like an incantation.

This immortal talisman transformed into golden light, merging into the chaos of the immortal mist. In less than the time of a single breath, a response was received.

Before them, the immortal mist at their feet began to churn to either side, clearing a path as an invisible force tore a great void through the heavy chaos, exposing the full appearance of an ancient path. It was constructed of weathered stone steps, extending endlessly from the spots where Wang Heng and Wang Mian stood, stretching deep into the heart of chaos.