Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

238: Chapter 238: Sweeping Across the Eight Desolations, Annihilating the Heavenly CraftAfter the joy of the mother and son’s reunion, a cold fire of vengeance began to burn in Nangong Xuan’s chest.

He did not impulsively charge straight to the Tiangong Sect. The current Nangong Xuan was no longer the helpless youth who was once hunted down. He now possessed power, and more importantly, Family he needed to protect. He needed to plan before acting.

First, he helped his mother, Lin Wanqing, regulate her body. With his current cultivation and resources, the hidden injuries and lingering ailments she had accumulated from years of fleeing and hiding were quickly healed. Her cultivation even advanced a step further with his help, breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Then, using the list provided by Lin Wanqing and the remnants of Su Muxue’s Taiyin Star Palace connections, he began secretly investigating the Tiangong Sect and the current state of the various forces that participated in the hunt back then.

The investigation results were shocking. Over the years, Tiangong Sect Master Situ Hao, relying on his iron-fisted methods and cooperation with a mysterious organization, had rapidly expanded his influence. He had already unified most of the Artifact Refining Sects in the Southern Wasteland, styling himself as the ’Tiangong Venerable,’ his power reaching to the heavens. His personal cultivation was unfathomably deep, with rumors saying he had touched the threshold of the Soul Transformation Stage. Most of the Sect’s Elders were also opportunists and ruthless individuals.

As for the other Sects that participated in the hunt back then, most had attached themselves to the Tiangong Sect, becoming its claws and fangs.

”Situ Hao... touched the Soul Transformation threshold?” Nangong Xuan sneered. ”Even a true Soul Transformation Cultivator couldn’t save you today!”

Half a month later, all preparations were complete.

On this day, the ’Divine Craftsman Mountain,’ where the Tiangong Sect headquarters was located, was as bustling as ever. Countless Disciples came and went, the roar of Artifact Refining reverberated constantly, and the light of the mountain-protecting Formation flowed, making it seem impregnable.

At noon, a voice as cold as a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens suddenly resounded across the entire sky above Divine Craftsman Mountain:

”Situ Hao! Roll out here and accept your death!”

The rolling sound waves, infused with terrifying Nirvana Sword Intent, shook the mountain-protecting Formation violently. Countless Disciples with low cultivation bled from their ears and noses, collapsing to the ground!

”Who dares to cause trouble at the Tiangong Sect?!” Several powerful auras immediately rose from the mountain, all belonging to Nascent Soul Elders. A red-haired old man at the forefront, the Tiangong Sect’s Grand Elder, shouted sternly.

However, when they saw the figure hovering in the air outside the mountain gate, all their rebukes caught in their throats!

It was a young man in green robes, his posture upright, his face cold and stern, his eyes like ancient ice. Merely standing there, the pressure radiating from him distorted the space around him, making these Nascent Soul Cultivators feel their hearts palpitate and breath catch!

Even more terrifying was the strange, dark purple crystal slowly rotating above the young man’s shoulder. The aura it emitted seemed capable of devouring all things in heaven and earth!

”Nang... Nangong Xuan?! It’s you?! You’re actually still alive?!” The Grand Elder finally recognized the visitor, his voice distorted by fear. He had been one of the main forces in hunting Nangong Xuan and his mother back then!

”It seems you all still remember me,” Nangong Xuan said in a flat tone, yet carrying endless killing intent. ”Good, that saves me the trouble of finding you one by one.”

”Arrogant junior! Even if you’ve had some fortuitous encounters, barging into my Tiangong Sect today is seeking your own death! Activate the Sect-protecting grand Formation! Kill him!” the Grand Elder roared, fierce in appearance but weak at heart.