amaotonovel Chapter 1006 Crazy Plunder
Chapter 1006 Crazy Plunder
The black-clad avatar's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Like a hawk locking onto its prey, he seized this fleeting opportunity. His figure transformed into a streak of jet-black lightning, tearing through the void. The resulting air currents ripped through the clouds, carrying a chilling sharpness that could shatter all obstacles, as he sped towards the crack in the divine rune network. In the blink of an eye, he passed through the spatial rift as easily as if he were gliding through paper. The star power around him sparked tiny fragments as it clashed with the divine runes at the edge of the rift, as if traversing two completely different worlds.
The next second...
The scenery before my eyes suddenly changed—
The raging gale and the chilling pressure of the divine runes vanished instantly, replaced by a warm and mellow immortal aura that swirled around him, as if he were enveloped in soft, dense clouds. Every breath brought a sense of refreshment. The black-clad avatar hovered in mid-air, and looking up, he found himself immersed in an endless sea of clouds. The sea of clouds surged like waves, its layers shimmering with a faint seven-colored glow, flowing with a misty spiritual energy. Even with his current sharp eyesight, enhanced by the Great Zhou Heavenly Star Array and comparable to a quasi-eighth-rank True Immortal, he could not see its edge. It seemed to stretch as far as heaven and earth, encompassing countless ages.
Above the sea of clouds, celestial palaces rise from the ground, their bodies constructed of glazed golden bricks, with golden celestial liquid flowing between the bricks. The roofs are covered with dazzling starlight tiles, each tile seemingly formed from fragments of starlight, refracting countless streams of light in the clouds, resplendent and radiant, like celestial palaces descended to earth. These palaces vary in size, yet all exude an ancient and solemn aura. The upturned eaves are carved with the patterns of the Four Symbols—the Azure Dragon meandering, the White Tiger roaring, the Vermilion Bird spreading its wings, and the Black Tortoise lying dormant—lifelike, like scattered stars in the sea of clouds, surrounding the most magnificent golden palace at its center.
Its height is immeasurable, piercing the clouds, its palaces stretching for countless eons. Hanging beneath the eaves are glass lanterns that have burned for billions of years, their flickering shadows illuminating the entire palace, making it appear as if cast from molten gold and jade, even bathing the void in a magnificent golden halo. Above the main gate hangs a massive plaque inscribed with four ancient seal characters: "Four Symbols Divine Palace." The strokes are powerful and vigorous, each character seemingly containing the birth and death of a cosmic sea, radiating an overwhelming aura that suppresses eternity and rules over all heavens.
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Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor.
Su Mo abruptly stood up from the nine-layered Xuanmo Black Lotus, his robes fluttering slightly with the movement. His eyes gleamed with barely concealed excitement, and the primordial immortal power around him trembled slightly with this emotion. Through the vision of his black-clad avatar, he clearly saw that all the immortal palaces in the sea of clouds were intact. The glazed golden bricks were even covered with a thin layer of untouched immortal dust, without any trace of being plundered, as if no one had ever set foot on this pure land.
"As expected, I am the first to enter the Four Symbols True Immortal Tomb." Su Mo couldn't help but smile, which meant that all the treasures in the tomb would be his alone.
"A perfected sixth-grade True Immortal, achieved!"
A burning light flashed in Su Mo's eyes, as if he had already touched that bottleneck. Just by sensing the aura emanating from the surrounding immortal palaces from a distance, he had already captured the unique rhythms of many fifth and sixth grade true immortal medicines. The pure medicinal power almost seemed to pass through the void, causing his natal sea of time to tremble slightly.
If the surrounding celestial palaces are like this, what must the Four Symbols Divine Palace in the center be like? Seventh-grade true immortal medicine is by no means a pipe dream! There may even be more than one or two.
Under Su Mo's expectant gaze, the black-clad avatar moved. His figure darted through the sea of clouds like a ghost. The divine arrays and restrictions around the immortal palaces, which could block fifth-grade and even sixth-grade True Immortals, were as fragile as paper in front of the black-clad avatar's near-eighth-grade True Immortal combat power. They were easily destroyed without any resistance.
Like a locust swarm sweeping across the land, the celestial palaces were utterly looted wherever they went. The treasured and sealed true immortal medicines, the remnants of pills in the alchemy furnaces, the immortal gold inlaid on the stone walls, the numerous precious ores piled up in the treasure vaults... whether immortal medicines, ores, or fragments of immortal artifacts, as long as they were true immortal-level natural treasures, not a single one was left behind, and all of them were taken into the natal sea of the black-clad avatar.
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In just three days.
Above the sea of clouds, apart from the Four Symbols Divine Palace at the very center, which still stands as before, exuding a majestic aura that suppresses all ages, like an inviolable sacred place, all the other surrounding celestial palaces have been looted and left without a single one.
The once magnificent palace is now nothing but ruins, with glazed tiles and golden bricks scattered everywhere. Fragments of starlight-covered roof tiles shimmer faintly in the sea of clouds, a scene of utter devastation that stands in stark contrast to its former grandeur. A faint scent of medicine and celestial gold lingers in the air, but not a trace of treasure remains. Only the lingering shadow of a black-clad avatar remains, a testament to the utter plunder that once took place here.
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Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor.
Su Mo beamed, his eyes gleaming with joy. He lightly tapped the void with his fingertips, connecting his natal sea of cosmos with his black-clad avatar, and tallied his spoils. His excitement was barely contained—the harvest from the Myriad Immortal Palaces far exceeded his expectations. Among them were thirty-two perfectly preserved sixth-grade True Immortal herbs, each containing extremely pure immortal power; and over a hundred fifth-grade True Immortal herbs, piled together like a vast, chaotic divine mountain, exuding a rich medicinal fragrance.
This gain is several times greater than what he has obtained in the past hundreds of chaotic eras, enough to allow his cultivation to reach a new level.
"Next up is the final, most important part!"
Su Mo's gaze was intense, his eyes fixed on the magnificent Four Symbols Temple in the center of the sea of clouds, even through his black-clad avatar. The anticipation in his eyes was almost tangible.
As soon as he finished speaking, behind the broken pillars of a dilapidated celestial palace, the figure in black flashed like a black streak of light cutting through the sea of clouds, instantly appearing before the Four Symbols Divine Palace, facing the majestic palace from afar.
at this time......
As if imbued with sentience, the Four Symbols Temple keenly sensed the arrival of the black-clad avatar, and its tightly closed doors slowly opened inward. The heavy door panels, forged from a mixture of millennia-old black iron and celestial gold, were incredibly heavy. They rubbed against the smooth golden brick floor, producing a deep, rumbling sound, like the breath of an ancient behemoth awakening, carrying a vast and majestic rhythm that echoed for a long time in the empty sea of clouds, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding clouds.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling, precious light burst forth from within the hall, instantly piercing through the sea of clouds and illuminating the entire Immortal Tomb, even illuminating the void itself. The light contained boundless Daoist essence and spiritual energy, causing the star power surrounding the black-clad avatar to resonate and tremble involuntarily.
Without much hesitation, the figure in black stepped into the temple.
Before one's eyes lies an extremely vast and empty space, with a diameter of no less than a million cosmic years, comparable to a small universe, large enough to contain the birth and death of stars. Around the main hall stand one hundred and eight dragon-carved pillars, each three thousand cosmic years tall, their bodies cast entirely from primordial purple gold rock, their surfaces engraved with the trajectory of billions of stars, like pillars supporting the heavens.
On the pillar, golden dragons coiled upwards, their scales and claws clearly defined, their whiskers fluttering, so lifelike that they seemed ready to break free from the pillar's restraints at any moment, soar into the sky, and roam between heaven and earth, their roars seemingly echoing faintly in the void.
The gaze shifted to the center of the main hall, where there stood a platform nearly ten thousand cosmic years in diameter and nearly a hundred cosmic years high. The platform was paved with celestial jade from the heavens, shimmering with a warm and pure luster and containing rich primordial celestial power.
Around the high platform stood one hundred and eight star banners, their surfaces woven from star silk, shimmering with starlight. Each banner exuded a powerful aura that would make even a fifth-grade True Immortal tremble. As the banners fluttered, they seemed to follow the rhythm of the stars. The one hundred and eight auras intertwined and converged, forming a vast and overwhelming power far exceeding that of any individual banner, much stronger than many sixth-grade True Immortals, subtly forming a star-studded killing array.
"There are actually one hundred and eight near-seventh-grade True Immortal artifacts!"
Su Mo, inside the quiet room of Nine Spirits Manor, suddenly brightened up, his heart surging with excitement. This set of True Immortal artifacts was perfectly suited to his Spirit Void Illusion Body—with just 108 avatars controlling it, it could be condensed into an array, unleashing combat power comparable to an eighth-grade True Immortal. For him at this moment, it was definitely a good trump card. Even if his cultivation broke through to the sixth-grade Perfect True Immortal in the future, this set of True Immortal artifacts would still be useful.
In the center of these 108 star banners, four other banners stood proudly, each engraved with the phantom images of the four sacred beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise. The aura emanating from these banners was more than ten times stronger than that of the star banners, and each was a genuine seventh-grade True Immortal artifact. The four banners resonated with each other, forming a four-way barrier. The oppressive force that suppressed the universe caused even the black-clad avatar with near-eighth-grade combat power to feel a faint sense of crisis.
"This should be the Four Symbols True Immortal's natal True Immortal Artifact—the Four Symbols Suppressing Immortal Banner." Su Mo pondered, his fingertips lightly tapping on the black lotus.
Finally, the gaze fell upon the center of the Four Symbols Town Immortal Banner—there floated twelve purple-gold treasure boxes, shrouded in layers of array formations and restrictions, their light shifting and shifting. Even with his current near-eighth-rank combat strength as the black-clad avatar, he could not fathom the secrets within the boxes. Beside the treasure boxes, a purple crystal coffin, over a thousand eons old, rested quietly. The coffin was carved from primordial purple crystal, crystal clear, and within it lay a purple-clad giant god, over eight hundred eons old.
He wore a purple-gold dragon-patterned immortal robe, the hem embroidered with lifelike images of the Four Symbols sacred beasts; his face was majestic, his brows exuding an aura of looking down upon all living beings, as if all things in the world were under his control; a purple star mark between his brows shimmered with a faint light, as if stars were revolving within it. At first glance, it seemed as if he was merely asleep, ready to open his eyes at any moment and take control of the Four Symbols once more.
at this time......
"Boom..."
The Four Symbols Temple suddenly trembled slightly, as if a giant beast was turning over underground. The dragon pillars of the entire temple trembled slightly, and the phantoms of the golden dragons on the pillars seemed to be startled, and the dragon roars suddenly became clearer.
Immediately afterwards, a condensed purple light, as black as jade, suddenly burst forth from the amethyst coffin. At first, it was like a thin line, but in an instant, it transformed into a raging torrent, so purple it was almost black, carrying an ancient and desolate aura. It swept across the entire temple at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and wherever it passed, even the air was tinged with a purple halo.
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Is the real show finally about to begin?
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