amaotonovel Chapter 1072 Burning the Origin
Chapter 1072 Burning the Origin
Seeing this, the Golden Immortal of Burning Heaven slammed his hand on the armrest of his divine throne. The armrest, comparable to a quasi-immortal artifact, was cracked like a spiderweb, and fragments flew everywhere, carrying with them scorching heat capable of incinerating mountains and boiling seas. His divine flames suddenly surged for tens of millions of miles, transforming into lifelike fire unicorns, their scales and claws clearly defined, their manes ablaze. These unicorns roared and circled around him, each breath spewing forth world-destroying fire. The intense heat caused distorted ripples in the surrounding space, even the chaotic mist sizzling as it was burned. Bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes, like two leaping flames, filled with barely suppressed excitement and chilling killing intent: "After hiding for so long, that scoundrel has finally shown his true colors! This time, we must drag out this cowardly rat!"
The other eight immortals were also excited, and the Dao aura around them rippled noticeably due to their emotional fluctuations. Even the divine thrones they sat on trembled slightly, as if in resonance.
Zi Yuan Jin Xian sat upright in the center of the head seat. The star trail runes on his purple robe suddenly lit up, becoming several times more dazzling than before. It was as if countless stars were being born and dying and rotating at the hem of his robe, and the phantom of the Milky Way hanging upside down slowly unfolded behind him.
Then, a determined glint flashed in Zi Yuan Jin Xian's eyes: "This time, let's see how he tries to hide!"
Before he finished speaking, he activated the blood net again. The patterns on the blood-red net became denser and more pulsating, like countless blood vessels, making the outline of the golden figure clearer and clearer. Even the details of the scales and claw marks on the dragon robe were faintly visible, as if one could reach out and touch them.
On the other side, the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram in Xuanzhen Golden Immortal's eyes spun rapidly, the black and white almost overflowing, transforming into two flowing bands of light on either side of his cheeks. Black and white energy surged violently around him, like two intertwined chaotic dragons. He stared intently at the figure within the blood net, a cold smile curving his lips, his voice icy: "Dare to attack us, the Lords of the Immortal Realm? That scoundrel will pay a thousandfold price!"
As he spoke, the Yin-Yang power he activated spread along the blood net, transforming into countless tiny black and white threads, attempting to imprint an eternal tracking mark on the figure, so that no matter where it fled, it could not escape his senses.
At the same time, the white-robed Golden Immortal of the Nine Heavens swept his fingertips across the void, and the illusory starry river around the divine throne suddenly accelerated its flow. Billions of stars surged like quicksand, and the star trails intertwined to form countless spatial coordinates, as if calculating the shortest path across chaos, waiting only to lock onto the exact location before setting off immediately.
The jade dragon beside the Azure Immortal swung its tail excitedly, its azure light almost dyeing half the space green. The life-giving patterns on its scales flowed endlessly, radiating a vigorous tracking power, determined to lock the life aura of the figure firmly.
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In the outer void, within the natal sea of Huanglong Zhenren, the chaotic energy surged endlessly due to the turbulence of internal forces, like boiling ink. Countless cosmic phantoms rose and fell at the edge of the sea of time, reflecting Su Mo's solemn face.
Su Mo opened his closed eyes again, his divine light piercing through layers of chaos like two unsheathed swords, staring straight towards the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm. The locking force that had traversed endless time and space clung to his soul like a bone-deep sore, carrying the pressure of the nine immortals, causing him to frown slightly: "These old bastards, they're like a stubborn leech, still not giving up."
Then, he tapped the void in front of him with his fingertips, and the sea of cosmos trembled in response: "I only took down some half-step Golden Immortals in your Immortal Realm, it's not like I touched your own clan, why are you chasing after me so relentlessly?" His tone was somewhat impatient, but more so it was the determination of someone who had been forced into a corner. "It seems that I have no choice but to pay a price today."
"Fellow Daoists, let us ignite our True Immortal Origin!"
Su Mo's voice resounded throughout Huanglong Zhenren's natal sea of consciousness, carrying an undeniable majesty, like a thunderclap exploding in the ears of every illusory spirit. Upon hearing this, the 1499 illusory spirits bowed and nodded in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized, and respectfully replied, "We humbly obey the decree of our Venerable One!"
Before the words were even finished, 1499 dazzling beams of immortal light simultaneously illuminated the area around the Sea of Time. The true immortal essence within their bodies burned fiercely like kindling, transforming into wisps of golden flame that flowed through their meridians, ultimately converging at their brows. In an instant, the illusory phantoms of primordial gods and demons behind them suddenly expanded, their previously blurred faces becoming clearer, as if breaking free from endless slumber, ready to overturn the heavens and earth.
As his primordial energy burned, Huanglong Zhenren's power surged exponentially like a volcanic eruption. His purple-gold dragon energy churned like a raging torrent, shaking back the surrounding chaotic air currents and creating a vast vacuum. The primordial immortal power within him surged ceaselessly, like a river bursting its banks. His bones crackled and popped, as if thousands of dragon tendons were taut simultaneously. The scales on his dragon robe opened up, shimmering with an almost blinding purple-gold divine light, each scale reflecting a burning universe.
"Ow..."
A deafening dragon roar resounded through the chaos, not a tangible sound, but rather a manifestation of the immortal Daoist essence condensed from burning its own origin, carrying a violent power capable of tearing apart all shackles. The blurry dragon shadow that had just been suppressed by the blood-red net covering the sky suddenly expanded, its scales exploding like billions of stars, its claws tearing through the void, actually managing to taut the crimson net formed from the life essence of the nine immortals!
“Click… Click…”
Cracks spread like a spider web across the blood, emitting a teeth-grinding cracking sound. The Daoist essence infused within the nine immortal beings was disrupted by the power of the dragon shadow, collapsing like a flood breaking through a dam.
Finally, with a deafening explosion, the blood-red net shattered, dissipating into countless crimson specks of light. Each speck carried the primal aura of the nine immortals, yet they were powerless to pursue it any longer. The dragon-robed figure, gradually becoming clearer within the blood net, also vanished in the same instant, turning into specks of light and completely annihilated into the chaos, disappearing without a trace from the sight of the nine immortals, leaving not even a trace of causal remnant.
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In the center of the Nine Realms Continent, within that mysterious space, the chaotic mist surged violently due to the impact of the shattered blood net, like a sea stirred by a gale. The immortal golden immortals on the nine divine thrones were all shaken by the dragon's roar, causing their blood and qi to ripple slightly. Several first-grade golden immortals with weaker cultivation even had a trace of golden blood faintly spilling from the corners of their mouths.
The excitement on Zi Yuan Jin Xian's face suddenly froze, as if frozen in ice. His tightly clenched fingers slowly loosened, the paleness between his knuckles gradually fading, but his brows furrowed into a deep ravine, deep enough to trap a fly. He gazed in the direction where the blood net had dissipated, the star trail runes on his purple robe dimming considerably, his tone carrying a complex tone: "To actually burn his immortal origin directly, this scoundrel is indeed decisive."
The ruthlessness of severing cause and effect at the cost of burning one's immortal essence was so ruthless that even he was secretly alarmed. If he were in his shoes, he might not be able to bring himself to do such a thing.
As he spoke, Zi Yuan Jin Xian turned his gaze to the other eight immortals, his eyes asking, "Gentlemen, should we continue this investigation?"
"This..." The eight immortals, including Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, exchanged glances, their hesitation barely concealed. They saw the gravity in each other's eyes. The aura of the dragon shadow burning its origin hadn't completely dissipated, serving as an invisible warning—the opponent had already sacrificed its own foundation to escape; if they pursued further, they would only pay an even greater price.
The Yin-Yang Taiji diagram in Xuanzhen Golden Immortal's eyes slowly calmed down, the black and white fish eyes gradually slowed their rotation, and the black and white aura around his body subsided, swirling around him like two gentle fish: "When the blood net shattered just now, that scoundrel had already erased all traces of cause and effect. If we want to find his whereabouts again, I'm afraid..." He paused, and finally uttered that heavy word, "...the only way is to burn the immortal source, and the source required far exceeds what that scoundrel just consumed."
A single drop of their life essence might at most damage their vital energy, which could be recovered over a thousand or a hundred Chaos Eras; but burning their immortal origin is like tearing flesh from their very foundation, completely shaking their very roots. Forget about reaching higher realms in the future; even maintaining their current cultivation level would require endless years to recover. The price is simply too high.
After a long silence, the Azure Cloud Golden Immortal on the left waved his long sleeve, the emerald light on his robe flickering slightly like ripples on a lake, breaking the stagnant atmosphere: "Fellow Daoist Ziyuan, let's leave this matter at that. Forcing that villain to this point, burning his True Immortal essence to sever his tracks, is enough to make him pay a heavy price." The jade dragon beside him murmured softly, its tail sweeping out in bursts of azure light, as if agreeing with the decision.
“Fellow Daoist Qingyun is right.” The white-robed Golden Immortal brushed his fingertips across his temple, the starlight in his eyes gradually fading, like a noisy galaxy returning to silence. “A single drop of our life essence has already damaged our vital energy. To burn our immortal origins would be a losing proposition. Since that villain has already fled, he must know our strength and dare not provoke us again.”
The fiery Qilin surrounding the Burning Heaven Golden Immortal had long since dissipated, leaving only a few sparks dancing on his fingertips, flickering on and off. Though still unwilling, he could only let out a cold snort, his voice tinged with resentment: "Fine! Now that this scoundrel has escaped, he certainly won't dare to show his face again anytime soon. We can deal with him later once we've recovered!"
The other four Immortal Golden Immortals nodded in agreement. A drop of their life essence was already their limit, and no one was willing to bear the cost of burning their immortal origin. Now that their opponent had been forced to the point of burning their immortal origin, their Dao foundation was damaged, and they would have no chance of posing a danger to the Nine Immortal Realms for the next few hundred cosmic eras. There was absolutely no need to take this risk and deplete their immortal origin.
Upon hearing this, Zi Yuan Jin Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Xuan Zhen Jin Xian and the others were unwilling to deplete their immortal essence, and so was he. Originally, his chances of breaking through to the third-grade Jin Xian were slim, and if he burned his immortal essence again, without a great opportunity in the future, it would be almost impossible for him to take that step again.
"In that case, let's leave it at that for now!" Purple Origin Golden Immortal nodded, his tone regaining some of its majesty. "However, everyone still needs to strengthen their vigilance, strictly guard the Immortal Realm's defenses, and set up multiple layers of restrictions to prevent that scoundrel from finding a gap and taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble!"
As his words fell, the immortal Dao aura on the nine divine thrones gradually subsided, and the chaotic mist became gentle again, enveloping the thrones like a light veil, concealing the nine immortal figures once more in the void. Only the lingering primordial aura in that space silently testified that this pursuit and confrontation spanning millions of years had temporarily come to an end.
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