amaotonovel Chapter 1030 The 3 Great 8th Grade True Immortals
Chapter 1030 The 3 Great 8th Grade True Immortals
Deep within Fortress 507, in that secluded little cave that even a seventh-grade True Immortal could hardly perceive, the misty chaotic energy swirled like a light veil, each strand containing pure primordial power, brushing against the chaotic stone marrow on the cave walls, stirring up fine patterns of light.
Su Mo sat cross-legged on the Twenty-Fourth Grade Primordial Purple Lotus. The lotus petals unfolded layer by layer, and the twenty-four jade-like petals emitted a refreshing purple halo, making him look like a primordial deity at the beginning of chaos, serene and majestic.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a hazy yet clear light swirling within them, reflecting a hint of understanding. His fingertips lightly tapped on the unfolding lotus petals, producing a subtle, rhythmic "tap-tap" sound that resonated with the faint light emanating from the petals, as if echoing the Dao itself. A meaningful smile gradually curved his lips, concealing a hint of calculation and anticipation.
Just now, a message from Huanglong Zhenren quietly entered his mind—people from the Tianya Auction House in Qianya Sea contacted him, inviting him to join forces to kill an eighth-grade True Immortal.
“A Grade 8 True Immortal…” Su Mo paused, muttering to himself, a sharp glint in his eyes, “Even the weakest Grade 8 True Immortal would have 50 billion battle merits. Even if he shared the spoils with others, he could easily gather those 10 billion battle merits and acquire that Grade 8 True Immortal artifact—the Time-Space Heavenly Pearl!”
The rules of the Nine Realms Immortal War do not prohibit forces from joining forces across different realms. Although the battle merits are automatically recorded under the name of the one who delivers the final blow, the will of the continent does not restrict the transfer of battle merits. As long as the divine tokens of both parties touch to confirm, the battle merits can be transferred, which also makes it possible to share the merits by joining forces.
“If the Tianya Ancestor of the Tianya Auction House had contacted fewer people, I might have been able to acquire another Grade 8 True Immortal Artifact.” Expectation flashed in Su Mo’s eyes as he gently rubbed his knee with his fingertips. “At that time, with two Grade 8 True Immortal Artifact-level spacetime treasures working together, even if they couldn’t increase the flow of time in the surrounding area by ten times, increasing it by five or six times would be no problem at all.”
At that time, his speed in refining resources and breaking through realms will reach a new level, enough to reach a higher level before the end of the Nine Realms Immortal War.
"Such a good thing can only happen in the Nine Domains Battlefield." Su Mo shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with emotion. A hundred billion battle merits, when converted, is only worth the head of a seventh-grade True Immortal. In the outside world, to exchange such a price for an eighth-grade True Immortal artifact—a top-tier spacetime artifact at that—is simply a pipe dream. Let alone the main entrance, they probably wouldn't even be able to get close to it.
Not only immortal artifacts, but also true immortal medicines and rare treasures. An eighth-grade true immortal medicine, which would be enough for a seventh-grade true immortal to empty their coffers in the outside world, can be exchanged for only one billion battle merits in the Nine Domains Continent, which is roughly equivalent to the reward of killing a sixth-grade late-stage true immortal.
"The nine immortals, including Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, seem to be trying to lure the immortals into a frenzy of slaughter." Su Mo twirled his fingers thoughtfully. Legend has it that the Nine Realms Immortal War was set up by the nine immortals to clean up the redundant immortals in their respective realms. Now it seems that this rumor is probably not unfounded.
Upon closer examination, it's not hard to understand. The various immortal realms seem vast and boundless. Considering the immense chaotic void between the cosmic seas, even a sixth-rank True Immortal would need to transmigrate through an immortal realm for countless eons, but ultimately, there is a limit to it.
The lifespan of immortals is extremely long—even the weakest first-rank illusory immortal has a lifespan of one cosmic epoch, which translates to 10800 chaotic epochs; one chaotic epoch contains 10800 derivative epochs, and one derivative epoch is 18000 trillion years, totaling 209952000000 ...
The nine immortals initiate a Nine Realms Immortal War every ten cosmic eras, which is frankly considered merciful. Of course, there must be other calculations involved—if it were merely to purge the immortals, with the divine power of an immortal golden immortal, a snap of the fingers would have been enough to wipe out all the illusory immortals and celestial immortals in the immortal realm, without having to go to such great lengths and use so many rare and precious treasures as bait.
"Enough. Whatever the deeper schemes, everything will become clear once I reach the Immortal Golden Immortal realm." Su Mo collected his thoughts, his eyes hardening. One's strength determines the circles one moves into. Many secrets are mysteries to lower-level cultivators, but common knowledge to those at the top. And that day shouldn't be too far off.
This Nine Realms Immortal War was his breakthrough opportunity. Danger and opportunity coexisted. For other seventh-grade True Immortals, this place might be a dead end, where a slight mistake could lead to their demise; but for him, it was a "field of leeks" waiting to be harvested. If the spatial barrier of the Nine Realms Continent had not been too solid, greatly limiting the speed of his Spiritual Illusionary Body, his battle merits over the past 11 billion years would have far exceeded his mere 3 billion.
next second...
Su Mo's mind stirred, and a clear and firm command transformed into a divine thought, like a stream of light that traversed countless ages, breaking through layers of void barriers, ignoring the limitations of distance and space, and accurately transmitting to Huanglong Zhenren of the Thousand Cliffs Domain: "Granted."
Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and the chaotic energy around him surged again, rising and falling like waves, as he continued to focus on refining the primordial immortal power within his body. The twenty-fourth-grade Yuanxu Purple Lotus emitted a soft and pure purple light, resonating with the surging primordial energy within him. Strands of energy continuously merged into his limbs and bones, nourishing every inch of flesh and blood, every cell of his cosmic sea like spring rain, propelling his immortal body cultivation steadily closer to the seventh level of perfection, and his aura became increasingly profound and vast.
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Time flies, and another 300 million years have passed.
Nine Realms Continent, Thousand Edges Realm.
This region has a diameter of over six hundred cosmic years, which is more than eight times larger than the Cangling Domain where the immortals of the Cangling Sea reside. Among the 1,800 large domains occupied by the 1,800 cosmic seas under the jurisdiction of the Xuanzhen Immortal Domain, it is enough to rank among the top 100.
In the eastern part of the Thousand Edges Domain, lies Tianya City.
This city stands majestically on a vast, boundless wasteland, stretching over a million light-years in length and width. Its walls are meticulously constructed from dark golden "Meteorite Immortal Iron," each brick inscribed with intricate runes. From afar, it resembles a black dragon, dormant for billions of years, lying prostrate on the ground, its imposing presence awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring. The defensive arrays inscribed on the walls constantly emit a faint golden halo, enveloping the entire city in a radiant glow, making it sacred and inviolable.
Compared to this, Yunlong City on the Iron Arm Mountains is like an inconspicuous little mud house by the roadside, not even a fraction as grand as it is.
"Whoosh..."
A dazzling divine light plummeted from the heavens, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, and landed steadily in front of the magnificent golden palace in the center of Tianya City, like a shooting star chasing the moon.
The divine light dissipated, revealing a figure: dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, embroidered with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon, each scale shimmering with a faint spiritual light; with a prosperous face, yet his brows exuded an undeniable majesty, his gait was powerful and majestic, and he moved with the stride of a dragon and the aura of a dragon swirling around him, every move inspiring awe and making people instinctively want to bow down and submit.
It was Su Mo's illusory incarnation—Huanglong Zhenren.
He stepped into the divine palace, where people were already waiting. Three divine thrones stood on the main hall, all carved from primordial jade, radiating a warm luster. At the head of the hall sat an old man in black robes, his long purple hair cascading down to his waist like a waterfall, with faint starlight flowing through his strands, as if concealing a miniature starry sky; his entire body exuded the terrifying pressure of a mid-stage eighth-rank True Immortal, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly, the air seeming to solidify slightly. This was none other than the founder of the Tianya Auction House—Ancestor Tianya.
On the thrones flanking him sat two figures: to his left was a cultivator in a green robe, with a gaunt face and piercing eyes that seemed to see into people's hearts; a jade slip was held between his fingers, and he was surrounded by a vibrant, lush aura, his aura calm and restrained, as if he were one with the heavens and earth, standing still like an ancient pine tree; to his right was a Daoist in a white robe, with a cold and stern face and eyes as deep as cold stars, devoid of any warmth; wisps of icy rules flowed around him, and although he did not deliberately release his pressure, a thin layer of ice crystals condensed in the corners of the hall, the chilling aura so intense that even the air seemed to freeze. The two men's imposing presence was in no way inferior to that of the Heavenly Ancestor, clearly indicating that they were both mid-stage eighth-rank True Immortals, and their strength should not be underestimated.
Upon seeing Huanglong Zhenren enter, Tianya Laozu raised his eyelids, his purple hair fluttering slightly. His voice, though somewhat hoarse, contained a power that pierced the heart: "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, you've finally arrived."
The green-robed cultivator put down the jade slip, nodded in acknowledgment, and said in a gentle tone: "I have long admired Fellow Daoist Huanglong. Meeting you today, I can confirm your extraordinary demeanor."
The white-robed immortal merely nodded slightly, his expression remaining indifferent. His gaze swept over Huanglong Zhenren, seemingly assessing his combat strength without making a sound, a hint of scrutiny flashing in his eyes.
Master Huanglong accepted the three men's gazes with composure, offering a slight smile—a smile that was neither obsequious nor arrogant. He walked to the reserved throne in the hall and sat down, his dragon robe fluttering slightly, exuding an air of authority: "I've troubled you three fellow Daoists to wait. I had some trivial matters to attend to on the way, causing a slight delay. I hope you will forgive me. May I ask which immortal realm's eighth-rank True Immortal is the target of this ambush?"
Ancestor Tianya stroked his long beard, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes: "He is the 'Crimson Flame Monster' from the Crimson Flame Sea of the 'Burning Heaven Immortal Domain'. This person is like us, a mid-stage eighth-rank True Immortal. He is ruthless and can be considered a figure in the Burning Heaven Immortal Domain."
The Azure Immortal in the green robe chimed in, "Although the Crimson Fire Monster is strong, the four of us are all no weaker than him. If we join forces, our chances of victory are extremely high. The only tricky part is how to trap the Crimson Fire Monster and prevent him from escaping. After all, with his cultivation level, if he is determined to escape, ordinary methods will probably be ineffective."
"The Four Symbols Suppressing Immortal Banner in my hand can be used to set up the Four Symbols Suppressing Immortal Formation, which is enough to trap a mid-stage eighth-rank True Immortal for three days." True Man Huanglong spoke calmly, with complete confidence, as if everything was under his control.
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-robed immortal replied, "My Frost Soul-Locking Array can also lend a hand. It locks the soul in ice and freezes the void, complementing the Four Symbols Immortal-Suppressing Array, and will surely make it impossible for him to escape."
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you two fellow Daoists." Ancestor Tianya stroked his beard and nodded, his gaze sweeping over the three people in the hall, his tone becoming more serious. "However, there is one more matter that needs to be settled beforehand—after the matter is accomplished, how should the battle merits of Old Monster Chihuo be divided with the immortal treasures, true immortal medicines, and other spoils of war he carries? I wonder if the three of you have any plans?"
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