amaotonovel Chapter 1070 9 Immortals
Chapter 1070 9 Immortals
In the western part of the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, in the chaotic void near the barrier of the Immortal Realm, within the natal sea of Huanglong Zhenren.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly like two blazing suns. Countless primordial runes flowed in his pupils, as if they could pierce through the mists of time and space spanning countless eons, allowing him to see clearly every inch of the immortal white-robed figure's expression and every breath on the ruins of the Fire Crow Domain.
Immediately afterwards, a satisfied smile gradually spread across his face. He lightly rubbed his fingertips together, feeling the surging primordial immortal power within his body and the Dao rhythm reflected by the Thousand Gods Formation. A sense of pride grew in his heart: "It seems that under the Thousand Gods Formation, my combat power is already not much inferior to some immortal golden immortals."
Although the exchange between True Man Huanglong and the mysterious Golden Immortal was not a direct confrontation, it allowed him to truly experience the power of an immortal Golden Immortal. This verification was like a shot in the arm, giving him immense confidence.
"I wonder if I am now comparable to a first-grade Golden Immortal or a second-grade Golden Immortal?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Su Mo's eyes. As for the higher-level third-grade immortal, he dared not even dream of it. No matter how profound the "Hongmeng Boundless True Immortal Scripture" and the "Hongmeng Mysterious Female True Immortal Scripture" were, they could only allow him to cross a major level in the ninth-grade True Immortal realm. A battle between two major levels was the limit. Even the half-step Golden Immortals like Lie Xuan had lived for tens of thousands of cosmic eras, but none of them had ever heard of anyone being able to defeat an immortal Golden Immortal with the body of a True Immortal. Moreover, among the nine immortal Golden Immortals, including Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, there was no one whose cultivation had reached the third-grade Golden Immortal realm.
However, the curiosity in Su Mo's eyes was quickly replaced by a hint of seriousness, and his fingertips paused slightly: "From now on, Fellow Daoist Huanglong will no longer be able to travel so leisurely!"
In that battle just now, although he blocked the opponent's deductions, he also revealed his true strength to Xuanzhen Golden Immortal and the others. How could he tolerate another's snoring beside his bed? The threat posed by an Immortal Golden Immortal to the Nine Immortal Realms was far greater than that of the yet-to-be-enlightened Liexuan Ancestor, and it would certainly arouse the high vigilance of Xuanzhen Golden Immortal and the other nine Golden Immortals. At this moment, it's possible that the nine Immortals have already put aside their internal differences and are joining forces to hunt him down.
Although the nine Golden Immortals, including Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, are constantly embroiled in internal strife and harbor deep-seated grudges, they can always unite as one when faced with an external enemy—this is the key to their ability to defend the nine immortal realms for hundreds of thousands of cosmic eras. He might have the strength to contend with a single immortal, but if he were to face the combined might of the nine immortals, especially within the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, he would have absolutely no chance of victory.
As the creator of the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, which is the domain of Xuanzhen Golden Immortals, he can fully mobilize the power of the entire Xuanzhen Immortal Realm for his own use, unleashing combat power far exceeding his cultivation level. Challenging opponents of higher levels is as easy as eating and drinking; even challenging opponents of the second or third rank is not impossible.
In the blink of an eye, Huanglong Zhenren's speed suddenly increased by more than a thousand times. The purple-gold scales on his dragon robe flashed violently, and with each flap of his robe, he tore open a piece of void. What would normally take tens of thousands of years to cross was now done in less than a hundred years, and he had already arrived at the boundary barrier of the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm.
The barrier was like a thin, light blue film that encompassed the entire Xuanzhen Immortal Realm. The innate Dao patterns of Xuanzhen Golden Immortals flowed on the film. It looked thin, but it was indestructible. Even a normal seventh-grade True Immortal would have to spend millions of years attacking it day and night to barely tear a tiny crack.
However, in front of Huanglong Zhenren, this barrier of the immortal realm was as fragile as paper. He merely waved his right hand, and with a "whoosh," a spatial rift a hundred feet long was easily torn open, with dazzling spatial turbulence flowing along its edges.
Without the slightest hesitation, Master Huanglong stepped into the crack in a flash.
Beyond the barrier of the Immortal Realm lay a dark and chaotic void. The surrounding immortal spiritual energy raged like a raging sea, transforming into countless silver-gray streams that surged and collided, emitting piercing shrieks as if to tear apart and pulverize everything in existence.
Below the level of a true immortal, one's immortal body would be shredded and one's soul obliterated in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea; even a true immortal, without the cultivation of the seventh rank, would find it difficult to last long, and their immortal body would be devoured by the turbulent currents, leaving it riddled with holes.
But this violent force was nothing more than a gentle breeze to Huanglong Zhenren. A layer of purple-gold dragon energy automatically appeared around him, isolating him from all the turbulence. Not only was he not injured, but even the hem of his clothes was not stirred in the slightest.
Looking around, True Man Huanglong transformed into a streak of purple-gold light based on the memories of the souls of the Primordial Ancestor Liexuan and the others. He traversed the chaos, quickly moving away from the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, and vanished into the endless darkness in an instant, leaving only the spatial rift slowly closing before finally disappearing without a trace.
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Spring goes and autumn comes, and eight million years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the center of the Nine Realms Continent, within a mysterious space where even the divine sense of a perfect half-step Golden Immortal cannot penetrate, the chaotic energy becomes gentle, transforming into swirling mist that shrouds the nine magnificent divine thrones at the center of the space like a light veil.
Each divine throne resembles an ancient divine mountain, carved from an unknown lapis lazuli. Its surface is covered with dense, immortal Dao patterns, flowing with faint starlight, and it floats in the void, untouched by dust.
The divine thrones were separated by millions of miles, yet they subtly formed a mysterious array that tightly connected the auras of the nine individuals, making them appear as one.
Each person sits high on a divine throne, their aura as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, and the laws of the Great Dao automatically manifest around them—sometimes surrounded by galaxies, with stars shifting and the heavens and earth evolving; sometimes flames surge, burning the sky and boiling the seas, annihilating all things; sometimes ancient trees reach for the sky, full of vitality, withering and flourishing at will…
The white-robed immortal sat on the second divine throne in the lower left corner. His white light had subsided, yet it still radiated a sharp insight into the secrets of heaven, as if he could see through all illusions. The other eight individuals possessed similar auras, far exceeding those of a perfect half-step Golden Immortal by tens of millions of times. Their every move seemed capable of stabilizing the universe; a mere thought could obliterate countless perfect half-step Golden Immortals. Especially the beings on the three upper thrones—their auras were terrifyingly powerful, dozens of times stronger than the white-robed immortal. The mere unconsciously emanating pressure caused the chaotic airflow at the edge of space to tremble slightly, as if it might be crushed into its most primordial particles at any moment, even threatening to collapse the very rules of the Great Dao.
These nine individuals were the founders of the nine great immortal realms, including the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and the Burning Heaven Immortal Realm, and the nine supreme immortal golden immortals of the nine great immortal realms.
At this moment, the gazes of the white-robed immortal and the other seven immortals were all focused on the middle-aged man in a black and white Taoist robe on the first divine throne in the lower right corner.
His face was ancient and simple, his eyes were closed, and the black and white colors on his Taoist robe flowed erratically. Sometimes they merged into chaos, deep and unfathomable, as if they could devour all light; sometimes they separated into yin and yang, clearly distinct, outlining the trajectory of the beginning of heaven and earth, revealing the mystery of "the Tao is the interplay of yin and yang".
He didn't exude any earth-shattering pressure, yet his aura was as profound as the origin of heaven and earth, inspiring awe in anyone who looked at him—it was as if he wasn't sitting on a divine throne, but had become the very rules of this space, silently controlling everything, even the passage of time had to follow his will.
This person is none other than the founder of the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm—the Xuanzhen Golden Immortal.
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Time flies, and another ten thousand years have passed.
The Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, slowly opened his eyes. In his eyes, a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram spun rapidly, the black and white colors intertwining and colliding, giving rise to countless possibilities, as if calculating the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. After a moment, the light gradually faded, and he returned to calm, leaving only an unfathomable indifference.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanzhen, how is it? Have you discovered the whereabouts of that mysterious immortal?"
The elderly man in the black Taoist robe, located on the far right of the three divine thrones above, stroked his long beard and spoke first. His voice was like the gentle tolling of an ancient bell, carrying a profound weight accumulated over the years. Every word seemed to stir ripples in the void, causing the chaotic mist to fluctuate.
"I activated the source of the Immortal Realm and searched the entire Xuanzhen Immortal Realm thoroughly, from the core of the 1,800 cosmic seas to the chaotic barriers at the edges, not even missing the rifts in spacetime, but I found no trace of that mysterious immortal. If I'm not mistaken, he should have already left the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm." The Xuanzhen Golden Immortal shook his head, his tone certain. As for the possibility that the mysterious Golden Immortal had used a secret technique to evade his detection, while not impossible, it was negligible.
In the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, as long as the Lord of the Immortal Realm is willing to investigate, even a fourth-grade immortal would have little hope of escaping his discerning eyes, unless... it is a fifth-grade or higher Golden Immortal, or a fifth-grade or higher immortal artifact to cover up the secrets of heaven and cause and effect for him.
The former doesn't need to go through all this trouble to scheme against them. If they really have any designs on them, they can just take action and sweep them away. Even if the nine immortal golden immortals join forces and are supported by the power of the immortal realm, they would not be a match for a fifth-grade golden immortal.
The latter, those second-generation rich kids, are unlikely to even look at such a poor and remote place as them. To put it bluntly, even if you sold all nine of them, along with the nine immortal realms, it wouldn't be worth eleven percent of a fifth-grade immortal artifact.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Jiutian's previous deductions made him wary. Now, we can only try to see if the nine of us can deduce the location of that person by joining forces."
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