amaotonovel Chapter 1091 Frenzied Hunt
Chapter 1091 Frenzied Hunt
Within that hidden valley on the continent of Sanyang.
Before the aura of the Golden Immortal Mo Yang had completely dissipated, a layer of fine gray light appeared around the black-clad youth, as if he were being meticulously sculpted by an invisible carving knife, with every inch of his skin undergoing an astonishing transformation.
His slightly immature features aged visibly, with spiderweb-like wrinkles creeping around his eyes, his jawline sag and droop, and even his skin became dry and wrinkled. In an instant, he resembled the Mo Yang Golden Immortal who had just been suppressed by eight or nine points.
Immediately afterwards, his originally jet-black hair turned frost-white at a speed visible to the naked eye. Each strand of silver hair moved on its own without wind, and when it fell to his shoulders, even the curl of the hair and the split ends were exactly the same as when Mo Yang Jin Xian was alive, as if it had been transplanted directly from the other person's head.
Even more astonishing was the transformation of his aura—the fluctuations of a Ninth-Rank True Immortal completely disappeared, replaced by the immortal pressure unique to a First-Rank Golden Immortal. The rhythm of the Great Dao of Reincarnation surrounding him was obscure yet pure, bearing the unique mark of the Mo Yang Golden Immortal, exactly the same as him. Even his closest relatives who lived with him day and night would find it extremely difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
He raised his hand to stroke his cheek, his fingertips tracing the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His movements carried a touch of the slowness and dignity of an old man, and even the brown spots on his knuckles due to "old age" were lifelike.
The sharpness and coldness that belonged to youth had vanished without a trace, replaced by an arrogance of someone who had long held a superior position. Even his eyes had become cloudy and deep, as if he were truly an ancient relic who had lived for hundreds of thousands of cosmic eras, having seen through the cycle of birth and death, and showing a certain indifference towards all things in the world.
The next second...
"Ink Sun Golden Immortal" raised his hands, his knuckles slightly protruding due to his "aging," yet surprisingly agile. His fingertips flew, rapidly forming profound hand seals: his thumb and forefinger interlocked into a ring, his ring finger flicked up a pale blue spiritual light, and his middle finger swept across the void, leaving behind fine, cyclical patterns. Every turn, every flow of immortal power, precisely replicated Ink Sun Golden Immortal's unique hand seal techniques, down to the smallest habit he retained from his youth.
Countless profound runes burst forth from his fingertips, intertwining and solidifying in the air before finally transforming into a three-inch-long jade slip for communication. The jade slip was dark blue throughout, with a faint glow of reincarnation flowing across its surface. A tiny "墨" (Mo) character was engraved on its edge, a unique mark used for transmitting messages within the Reincarnation Immortal Realm. Even the depth of the mark was the same as that used by the Golden Immortal Mo Yang on a daily basis.
"Whoosh..."
The moment the jade slip took shape, "Ink Sun Golden Immortal" flicked his finger, and the jade slip shot into the void like an arrow. When it passed through the cloud barrier of the valley, the runes on its surface lit up, breaking through a layer of subtle spatial ripples, and it turned into a streak of blue light and disappeared into the horizon.
He stood with his hands at his sides, gazing in the direction where the jade slip had disappeared. A smile, identical to that of the Golden Immortal Mo Yang, curled at the corner of his lips—a smile that carried a hint of calculation and a touch of smugness, as if he were certain that this message would attract the "prey" he desired, and that everything was under his control.
"Next, we just have to wait for the fish to take the bait."
"Moyang Golden Immortal" whispered, his voice hoarse with age, yet concealing a subtle chill, like the whisper of a venomous snake before it flicks its tongue, exuding a chilling danger.
Immediately afterwards, "Ink Sun Golden Immortal" waved his hand, and pale gray power of the Great Dao of Reincarnation surged from his sleeves, enveloping the ten-thousand-foot-tall Yin-Yang Reincarnation Lotus like flowing water.
The lotus body trembled slightly, its milky white and jet-black petals quivering as if reluctant to part, yet still drawn by the immortal energy. Along with the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Stones within a hundred miles below, it rose from the ground, transforming into a stream of light that entered his sleeve and was absorbed into his natal immortal domain.
After doing all this, "Ink Sun Golden Immortal" casually found a flat rock in the valley, brushed off the surface dust, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, seemingly resting, but in reality his divine sense had already spread out, like a spider web covering the valley, quietly waiting for prey to come to him.
The valley returned to silence, broken only by the whistling of the wind through the cracks in the rocks and the occasional echoes of battles between cultivators in the distance, rising and falling like the breath of a giant beast. Time passed slowly in the waiting; the clouds gathered and dispersed, and the moss on the stones quietly spread half an inch before being covered by dust stirred up by the wind. Everything seemed so natural, yet it concealed a deadly intent.
In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.
"Whoosh..."
A beam of black and white yin-yang divine light descended from the sky like a meteor, tearing through the clouds and mist of the valley. It landed not far from "Ink Sun Golden Immortal" with a sharp whooshing sound. When the divine light landed, it stirred up a ripple of intertwined yin and yang energies, causing the rubble on the ground to float up.
next moment......
As the divine light dissipated, a silver-haired youth wearing a yin-yang robe was revealed. He had a handsome face and an impatient expression between his brows. A faint aura of a first-grade golden immortal radiated from him, subtly echoing the residual power of reincarnation in the valley and permeating the entire valley. Even the air rippled with subtle yin-yang ripples.
"Brother Mo Yang, do you really have news about the Yin-Yang Great Dao Lotus?" As soon as he stood up, the silver-haired youth asked impatiently, his tone filled with excitement. The Yin-Yang Great Dao Lotus was in harmony with the Yin-Yang Great Dao he cultivated, and it was the key to breaking through the bottleneck. He had been searching for it for three thousand cosmic eras.
“That’s natural.” “Mo Yang Golden Immortal” slowly opened his eyes, a hint of understanding flashing in his cloudy eyes, as if he had already anticipated his reaction. “Otherwise, why would I have sent you a message? We are of the same lineage, and with this opportunity, we should naturally look after each other.”
His tone was calm, yet it carried the care of an elder for a younger person; his acting was completely natural.
"Where is that Yin-Yang Great Dao Lotus now?" The silver-haired youth took two steps forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Please tell me, Brother Mo Yang, and I will be eternally grateful! I will also give you that 'Yin-Yang Harmony Pill'!"
"The Yin-Yang Great Dao Lotus is currently located within the Xuan Yin Ravine." "Mo Yang Golden Immortal" spoke calmly, but his tone suddenly shifted, becoming deliberately serious. "However, not far from it, Yuan Shan Golden Immortal from the Thousand Yuan Immortal Domain is guarding it. Mo Xu, it won't be easy for you to obtain it."
"Thousand Yuan Immortal Realm, Yuanshan Golden Immortal?"
The silver-haired youth known as Mo Xu's expression darkened, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in his eyes. The Thousand Yuan Immortal Realm had a Fifth-Rank Golden Immortal presiding over it, and its overall strength was a whole calamity stronger than their Reincarnation Immortal Realm. Meanwhile, the Yuan Shan Golden Immortal was a quasi-Second-Rank Golden Immortal of the Thousand Yuan Immortal Clan, and his cultivation and background were far superior to Mo Xu's.
Trying to snatch the Yin-Yang Great Dao Lotus right under the nose of the Golden Immortal of Yuan Mountain is no easy task; it could very well cost you your life.
But he was extremely unwilling to give up just like that. The Yin-Yang Dao Lotus was related to whether he could break through to the second rank, and could even enhance his talent potential, giving him a chance to reach the third rank Golden Immortal in the future. Once he missed such an opportunity, he might never encounter it again.
Just as Mo Xu fell into deep thought, weighing the pros and cons—
The ever-amiable "Golden Immortal Moyang" suddenly made a move!
"boom......"
A terrifying pressure comparable to that of a third-grade Golden Immortal erupted like a tsunami, carrying an overwhelming domineering force that crushed everything, completely enveloping the still stunned Golden Immortal Mo Xu. The surrounding space seemed to be completely frozen, and even the Yin-Yang divine light flowing around his body froze in mid-air, turning into crystalline light particles that did not fall. Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
"No... this power..." Mo Xu, the Golden Immortal, was terrified. His face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and horror. "Damn it, you are not my brother Mo Yang! Who are you? How dare you scheme against me? Aren't you afraid that my ancestor will be furious and grind you to dust?" He finally realized what was happening, but it was too late.
He wanted to resist, to summon the immortal power within him and unleash his natal immortal artifact, but to his despair, he found that his immortal immortal power was as still as stagnant water, suppressed by that terrifying pressure, unable to even move his fingertips. He could only watch helplessly as a pale blue hand, obscuring the sky, descended from the heavens, gripping him tightly with irresistible force. His soul and natal immortal domain were instantly sealed, and before he could even utter a scream, he was compressed into a three-inch-long ball of light.
The next second...
With a flash of Yin-Yang light, the figure of Mo Xu Golden Immortal vanished into thin air and was absorbed into the natal immortal realm of "Mo Yang Golden Immortal".
Immediately afterwards, another yin-yang light flashed past "Ink Yang Golden Immortal". The Ink Xu Golden Immortal who had just disappeared reappeared, still standing in the same place, with a calm expression. Even the arc of his hair was the same as before, as if the previous change was just an illusion.
However, at this moment, the "Ink Smoke Golden Immortal" had a hint of cold indifference in the depths of his eyes, just like the "Ink Sun Golden Immortal".
"Next, let's contact Mo Feng."
"Mo Yang Golden Immortal" and "Mo Xu Golden Immortal" exchanged a glance, a cold understanding flashing in their eyes, and quickly made a decision.
This time, there were six Immortal Golden Immortals from their Reincarnation Immortal Clan who entered the Three Yang Immortal Tomb. Among them were one Third-Rank Golden Immortal, two Second-Rank Golden Immortals, and three First-Rank Golden Immortals. The Golden Immortal Mo Feng was the last First-Rank Golden Immortal.
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Azure Dragon Immortal Boat, Azure Dragon Immortal Palace.
On the Yin-Yang platform, the black and white energies flowed like living water, reflecting Su Mo's increasingly profound eyes.
"Not bad, the sixth First-Rank Golden Immortal."
After casually taking "Mo Xu Golden Immortal" into his natal immortal domain and having his illusory spirit bodies obliterate him, Su Mo smiled with satisfaction. While "Mo Yang Golden Immortal" was waiting for "Mo Xu Golden Immortal" to arrive, the other illusory spirit bodies that had infiltrated various Golden Immortal teams through possession techniques were not idle either. Using the same method as dealing with "Mo Yang Golden Immortal," they successively took down four more First-Rank Golden Immortals.
Under this calculated yet unexpected scheme, when faced with the sudden attack from the illusory body of Lingxu, who possessed almost the combat power of a third-grade Golden Immortal, the four first-grade Golden Immortals were easily suppressed without even having time to react, and not a single message was sent out.
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Autumn comes and goes, and in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed.
Within Su Mo's natal immortal domain, chaotic energy surged, and chains of the Great Dao intertwined. The figures of the first-rank Golden Immortals, such as Mo Yang Golden Immortal and Mo Xu Golden Immortal, who were suppressed, had become transparent like shadows. Their immortal origins had been almost completely obliterated, and the immortal Dao patterns around their bodies were gradually dimming, like candles flickering in the wind. In less than three thousand years, they would completely dissipate into the Hongmeng Immortal Domain, leaving not even a trace, only their immortal true spirits, which would become the resources for Su Mo's breakthrough.
Around them, hundreds more figures appeared, some huddled cross-legged, others struggling and writhing. Each of them exuded a faint aura of immortality, yet they were imprisoned by layers of primordial power, like lambs to the slaughter, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
These hundreds of people were all immortal Golden Immortals without exception. Among them, there were 382 first-rank Golden Immortals and 103 second-rank Golden Immortals. It can be said that most of the first-rank and second-rank Golden Immortals who entered the Three Yang Immortal Tomb had become his prisoners.
Faced with the painstaking schemes of "Old Six," whose combat power was comparable to that of a fifth-grade Golden Immortal, the first-grade and second-grade Golden Immortals had no power to resist. Even the near-third-grade Golden Immortals could only be killed by Su Mo mobilizing a few more illusory spirit bodies to join forces. In the end, they still could not escape the fate of being suppressed.
"We've hunted enough first- and second-grade Golden Immortals; it's time to make our move on the third-grade Golden Immortals."
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