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Chapter 1067 Return
The Mysterious Immortal Realm is located in the central part of the Azure Spirit Sea, one of the 1,800 cosmic seas.
"boom......"
A nine-colored divine light suddenly exploded in the chaotic void, like a crystal flower blooming in an instant. Its petals were layered upon each other, flowing with the nine divine radiances of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a spacetime gate over a thousand feet high. A hazy glow swirled around the gate, fluttering like a light veil, and the familiar remnants of the Nine Realms continent could be vaguely seen behind it. Then, it was silently swallowed by the surrounding surging chaotic energy, disappearing without a trace.
The next second...
A figure slowly stepped out from the portal of time and space. He wore a dark blue robe with faint primordial cloud patterns embroidered on the edges of the hem. The patterns seemed to depict the birth and death of stars and the rise and fall of the universe. When the wind moved slightly, the cloud patterns shimmered with tiny, flowing light, like fireflies flickering in the dark night, understated yet unable to conceal their brilliance.
His eyebrows were like swords drawn to his temples, his eyes like stars, his nose high and straight, his lips sharply defined. His face was handsome yet without a trace of sharpness, as if all his vigor had been concealed in the depths of his eyes, hidden in that profound chaos. His entire being exuded an aura of returning to simplicity—at first glance, he appeared as ordinary as a neighboring cultivator, but upon closer inspection, he was as profound as an endless starry sea. Anyone who tried to probe him with their divine sense would only feel dizzy, their divine consciousness sinking into the ocean, unable to grasp his true cultivation level, and instead being devoured by the chaotic power that unconsciously emanated from him.
It was Su Mo who had returned from the Nine Realms Continent.
As his figure fully stepped out, the nine-colored spacetime gate exploded with a "bang," turning into countless specks of light, like fireflies scattered by a gale. They lingered in the air for a moment before being swept up by the chaotic currents and instantly dissipating into the void, leaving no trace.
Su Mo slightly raised his head, his gaze piercing through layers of chaos—the chaotic energy, powerful enough to tear apart the bodies of celestial immortals, automatically parted before him, revealing clear void trajectories as he glanced in the direction of Cloud Dragon Immortal City. There, an elegant manor quietly floated on the outskirts of the immortal city, shrouded in mist and filled with spiritual energy. It was the Nine Spirits Manor where he had stayed for nearly a thousand chaotic eras, and he could vaguely see the familiar outlines of pavilions and towers within the manor.
“Then we can’t go back to Cloud Dragon Immortal City.” Su Mo muttered to himself, his tone calm and even, as if he were talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him. “Even this Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, or even the entire Nine Immortal Realms, is not a place we can stay for long.”
Although he had tried his best to conceal his secrets perfectly and severed all causal links with the Nine Realms Continent, the methods of the Immortal Golden Immortals such as Xuanzhen Golden Immortal were unfathomable. He was not entirely confident that he could completely deceive their discerning eyes.
This time, the commotion he caused in the Nine Realms Continent was too great. One hundred and sixty-three half-step Golden Immortals were lost in the Fire Crow Realm, including fourteen perfect half-step Golden Immortals. Such a feat was enough to alarm the entire Nine Immortal Realms.
It's possible that in the end, the nine immortal golden immortals will join forces to deduce his location.
Although he was disguised as the "Ancestor of the Fierce Profound," only heaven knows how long this disguise could last.
Continuing to remain in the Nine Immortal Realms is far too risky—the Nine Immortal Realms, including Xuanzhen, Jiutian, and Fentian, were established by nine immortals, such as Xuanzhen Golden Immortal. They are the very essence of this realm, and their every word and action can influence the laws of the immortal realms. The operation of all things in heaven and earth is under their control. If one is truly determined to investigate, there are almost no means below the level of an immortal Golden Immortal to completely conceal their tracks.
Moreover, if he wants to achieve immortality in the future, he needs to find a place without immortal Golden Immortals to break through. This place is clearly not a good choice.
As for the maids in the Nine Spirits Manor of Cloud Dragon Immortal City, Su Mo merely swept his divine sense across that area before paying them no further attention. Unlike his trusted followers like Gu Tong, who had followed him since the lower realms, the maids of the Nine Spirits Manor were dispensable to him. Their future fate depended entirely on their own destiny—over the years, the cultivation resources he had bestowed upon them were more than enough for them to reach the Celestial Immortal realm. He owed them nothing in the slightest, and if any calamity befell them, it was simply the cycle of Heaven, and had nothing to do with him.
next moment......
"Whoosh..."
A dazzling golden light tore through the chaotic air currents, like a bolt of lightning piercing the heavens and earth, shooting towards Su Mo with a roar like a dragon cutting through the air. The light faded, revealing the Yellow Dragon Immortal, clad in a five-clawed golden dragon robe, standing before Su Mo. He wore a purple-gold crown, his face majestic, the scales on his robe shimmering with purple-gold divine light, each seemingly containing a dragon realm; with a slight movement, countless dragon shadows rose and fell among the scales. With every gesture, the surrounding chaotic air currents automatically retreated, a faint dragon's might spreading outwards, as if with a single thought, he could transform an entire cosmic sea into his own dragon realm.
"Now, I'll trouble you to continue your journey, fellow Daoist."
Su Mo nodded slightly to Huanglong Zhenren, then his figure moved slightly, transforming into a streak of green light, and flew straight into Huanglong Zhenren's natal sea of time.
Almost the instant Su Mo entered, the Ten Directions Limitless Array rapidly took shape within Huanglong Zhenren's natal sea of time at a speed visible to the naked eye. Nine quasi-immortal artifacts, imbued with the Dao of Time and Space, floated around the array's core, radiating a power a hundred times stronger than the previous Ninth-Rank True Immortal Artifact, the Ninefold Time-Space Tower, echoing the Time-Space Immortal Seal that served as the array's core—after suppressing one hundred and sixty-three half-step Golden Immortals, there were fourteen perfected half-step Golden Immortals alone, making it not difficult to gather nine quasi-immortal artifacts of the Dao of Time and Space.
In an instant, the flow rate of time within Huanglong Zhenren's natal universe skyrocketed: ten times, a hundred times, ten million times... In less than a few breaths, it broke through 450 million times, and finally stabilized at a terrifying flow rate of 2 billion times after increasing nearly five times.
At the same time, within Su Mo's natal sea of time, the corpse of an early-stage, half-step Golden Immortal suddenly exploded, transforming into a vast amount of primordial immortal power that surged forth like a river bursting its banks, flooding into his limbs and bones. Every inch of his muscles and bones emitted a subtle hum under the cleansing force of the primordial immortal power. The aura of the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body surged at a visible speed, like a flood about to break through a dam, making a final sprint towards the ninth level of perfection.
Outside, Huanglong Zhenren surveyed his surroundings, the chaotic energy around him automatically parting. He casually chose a direction far from the core of the Xuanzhen Immortal Domain, and with a swift movement, transformed into a golden rainbow piercing through the void, flying rapidly towards the boundary barrier of the Xuanzhen Immortal Domain. Behind him trailed a golden tail of light that stretched for tens of thousands of eons, before disappearing into the void in an instant, leaving only a faint dragon's might lingering in the chaos for a long time.
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The Nine Realms Continent.
"Boom...boom..."
A deep, mournful tolling bell, like a lament from the deepest hell, emanated from the Qingyun Palace of the Qinglan Domain, the Hanging Pavilion of the Cangyun Domain, the Ancestral Spirit Tower of the Cangxuan Domain… and other major domains controlled by half-step Golden Immortal forces. The bell's heavy, leaden sound pierced through thick clouds, crossed rushing immortal rivers, and echoed endlessly throughout the entire domain. Each toll struck the hearts of countless cultivators across the Nine Domains like a heavy hammer, carrying with it piercing sorrow and bone-deep fear.
In an instant, the vast Nine Domains Continent was shrouded in an unprecedented atmosphere of oppression, as if the entire world was enveloped in a thick, terrifying haze. The sky lost its former clarity, and the gray clouds hung low as ink, as if they were about to collapse and crush the entire continent at any moment. Even the brightest sunlight was filtered into a pale gray-white, weakly casting its rays upon the earth, causing mountains and rivers to fade and stagnate, and everything exuding an aura of deathly stillness.
An invisible pressure permeated the air, weighing heavily on the shoulders of every cultivator. The low-level Immortals and Celestials huddled in their respective caves, not daring to breathe, even carefully circulating their immortal power, for fear of arousing the surrounding sorrowful aura; even the renowned True Immortal Ancestors had restrained their usual sharpness, their brows furrowed, their eyes filled with undisguised fear.
The once ubiquitous killings and battles seemed to have been forcibly paused by the tolling of this death knell, and the entire Nine Realms Continent fell into an eerie calm, a calm that sent chills down one's spine, like the calm before a storm, with no one knowing what would happen next.
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Spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye, millions of years have passed.
In the southern part of the Fire Crow Domain, around the valley that had long since become ruins, chaotic air currents churned like raging waves, interspersed with dense, silvery-gray spatial turbulence, as thin as hair yet incomparably sharp. A single sweep of it could grind an eighth-grade True Immortal into dust.
Even a half-step Golden Immortal would have to use a protective immortal artifact and proceed with extreme caution. A slight misstep could lead to being entangled by the turbulent currents, with their immortal body being torn apart with deep, bone-revealing bloodstains, and their soul being ripped apart. As for those below the half-step Golden Immortal level, even a perfect ninth-grade True Immortal would be instantly torn apart by the turbulent currents if they dared to step into the surrounding area of tens of millions of light-years, leaving not even a trace of their soul behind, and would be completely annihilated.
This area has long been a forbidden zone in the Nine Domains Continent, and even the most greedy treasure-hunting cultivators avoid it—everyone knows that after that earth-shattering battle a million years ago, this place became a mass grave where time and space collapsed, and there is nothing but death.
Suddenly, a point of white light shone from the most chaotic area of spacetime in the center of the valley. That was the source of the turbulent flow, where silvery-gray air currents twisted and roared like coiled dragons, a place even a peak half-step Golden Immortal dared not easily set foot in.
In the blink of an eye, the white light transformed into a young man in white robes. He wore a plain-colored robe, had a handsome face, and a calm demeanor. His aura was as ordinary as that of a newly initiated cultivator, with neither fluctuations of immortal power nor outward manifestations of true immortal rules. Anyone who saw him would only think that he was a mortal scholar who had mistakenly entered a forbidden area.
However, as he stood there quietly, the turbulent spatial currents around him subsided rapidly, like a receding tide. The silver-gray auras that were originally enough to annihilate a half-step Golden Immortal now seemed like mice before a cat, all concealing their sharpness, flowing slowly along the hem of the young man's clothes, and finally transforming into gentle ribbons of light that swirled around his feet. Even the violent power of the rules permeating the air seemed to be soothed by an invisible force, becoming gentle.
"Well done, young Lie Xuan. He's been hiding his strength well. This power has far surpassed the limit of a perfect half-step Golden Immortal. However, it won't be so easy for him to prove immortality in the Nine Domains Continent."
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