allonlinenovel Chapter 1101 All Obliterated
Chapter 1101 All Obliterated
"Imbuing the Primordial Void Immortal Scripture."
A fierce glint flashed in Su Mo's eyes, and his voice carried an undeniable determination, like a thunderclap in his mind. Every word was imbued with the profound majesty of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, as if it could shatter all hesitation in his soul.
[You continued cultivating the Primordial Void Ultimate Immortal Scripture. After 400000 cosmic eras, you successfully broke through the shackles and advanced your cultivation to the level of a Perfect Third-Rank Golden Immortal.]
"boom......"
In an instant, the hazy divine light deep within his sea of consciousness, which contained the true meaning of the Great Dao, surged violently, like a deep pool into which a massive boulder had been thrown, rippling with golden waves, interspersed with miniature phenomena of the birth and death of chaos.
Immediately afterwards, the numbers on the light screen decreased rapidly at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. The six hundred thousand units of immortal true spirit accumulated over the past tens of thousands of years poured out like a flood bursting its banks, and in the blink of an eye, they dropped to four digits, leaving only a few thousand units, like puddles remaining in a dried-up riverbed, yet still condensed like solidified immortal gold, radiating a deep and serene luster.
Countless insights into the rules of immortality surged like a raging galaxy from the heavens, flowing into Su Mo's sea of consciousness along the curtain of light and rushing towards his natal soul. These insights encompassed everything: the fundamental mysteries of the birth and death of the immortal realm, revealing the initial trajectory of "something arising from nothing"; the subtle threads of the evolution of the Great Dao, revealing the evolutionary logic of "one begets two, two begets three"; and the ultimate truths of the immortal Golden Immortal realm, pointing directly to the supreme mystery of "immortal body and indestructible soul."
In less than a breath, Su Mo's entire mind was completely submerged by this vast ocean of Dao, and he fell into a deep state of enlightenment. All the noises and disturbances in the outside world could no longer disturb him, as if he had merged with the entire Dao of Heaven and Earth.
At the center of his natal immortal domain, the third petal of the Primordial Lotus was slowly blooming. When the petal first opened, it was less than ten thousand light-years in size, like a curled-up newborn bud; with the continuous infusion of immortal rules of enlightenment, it expanded to tens of millions of light-years at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a floating golden continent, radiating boundless primordial immortal light. Wherever it passed, his natal immortal domain expanded wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, its original size, comparable to the Xuanzhen Immortal Domain, more than tripling in size. The chaotic air currents within the domain were no longer violent, but condensed into substantial mountains and rivers—the Chaos Mountain towered into the clouds, the Primordial River surged endlessly, and even phantoms of fish carrying the aura of immortality were born in the river; the immortal rules, like a spider web, densely intertwined, outlining clear patterns between heaven and earth, rapidly transforming and perfecting, radiating an increasingly heavy immortal pressure, making the immortal domain more and more stable, like an iron barrel.
Outside, within the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace, Su Mo's aura surged wildly, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. Initially, it was like a dragon emerging from the abyss, unstoppable and tearing through all obstacles; in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a dragon soaring through the heavens, carrying a domineering force that swept across the universe, crushing everything in its path. In the blink of an eye, he broke through the shackles of the early stage of the fifth-rank Golden Immortal realm, rapidly advancing towards the middle, late, and peak stages, unstoppable. It was as if the barriers of realms were nothing more than paper, utterly vulnerable. The surrounding air was crushed into dust, becoming the finest particles floating in the air; the spatial barriers rippled like waves, layer upon layer, as if they would be torn apart at any moment by this aura, revealing the chaos behind them; the terrifying pressure was like a tangible giant hammer, each pulse violently impacting the surrounding Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Suppressing Immortal Array, emitting a muffled roar that caused the entire Azure Dragon Immortal Ship to tremble slightly.
"Om..."
The grand formation trembled violently, the light on its runes flickering like a candle in the wind, threatening to go out at any moment, as if it would shatter completely at any instant. The 108 illusory spirit bodies' expressions darkened, daring not to be negligent in the slightest. The illusory figures of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Demon Gods behind them surged to a height of ten thousand feet, blotting out the sky and the sun—the demon god wielding an axe had wide, angry eyes, his giant axe crackling with the lightning of creation, as if he wanted to split the heavens and the earth apart; the demon god holding a cauldron had an ancient face, the cauldron containing the sun, moon, and stars, suppressing the fortunes of the four directions; the demon god wielding a sword stood tall and straight, the blade flowing with the cold light of annihilation, capable of severing all ties... The axe, cauldron, sword, and other magical treasures in the hands of the demon gods burst forth with brilliant divine light, reflecting the runes of the formation and forming a solid defensive line.
Immediately afterwards, they opened their mouths simultaneously, spewing out a mouthful of pure Primordial Immortal Power, which flowed into the great formation like a golden river, desperately maintaining the formation's operation and resisting Su Mo's ever-increasing aura and pressure. Where the formation walls collided with the pressure, dazzling chaotic sparks burst forth, emitting a crisp "crack" sound, and even fine cracks appeared on the formation patterns, as if it would completely shatter at any moment.
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An hour passed.
Su Mo's aura finally reached its peak, like a chaotic divine mountain that could crush eternity, suspended in the hall. The mountain was inscribed with the traces of the Great Dao accumulated over countless millennia, each line containing boundless power. At this moment, if anyone appeared within the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Suppressing Immortal Array, below the fourth-rank Golden Immortal level, they wouldn't need to make a single move; they would be directly crushed to the ground by that all-pervasive, terrifying aura—their bones would shatter like broken glass, making a crisp sound; their immortal soul would be torn apart by the pressure, suffering excruciating pain as if being devoured by countless ants; they wouldn't even be able to move their fingertips, only able to feel the pain of their existence being gradually eroded in despair, ultimately turning into dust.
After a few breaths, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes. The chaotic energy in his eyes flashed like two miniature galaxies, leaving behind a profound clarity like the universe. The primordial mark between his brows quietly appeared, more intricate than before, as if engraved with the trajectory of countless births and deaths, yet it vanished in an instant with each breath, merging with his skin and flesh without leaving a trace.
Along with it, the terrifying pressure that rivaled that of a sixth-rank Golden Immortal vanished without a trace, disappearing as quickly as the tide receded, making one wonder if everything that had just happened was an illusion. The space within the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace no longer rippled, returning to calm; the air circulated again, carrying a faint, primordial fragrance; only the fine cracks remaining on the pillars and the shallow craters pressed into the ground by the pressure proved the reality of the storm of energy that had just occurred.
"A perfected third-grade Golden Immortal... He's done!"
Su Mo slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, carrying with it pure immortal power. This breath transformed into a winding stream of energy that swirled throughout the hall. Wherever it passed, the fragments of tables shattered by the force of his aura were reassembled within the energy—wood chips automatically returned to their places, jade cups were pieced back together, and even the spilled immortal tea within the cups condensed again, emitting wisps of steam. Then, the energy quietly dissipated, as if it had never existed, leaving only the hall filled with a refreshing primordial aura. At this moment, although his aura had been reduced to that of an ordinary mortal, it exuded a profound and perfect weight, as if he himself were the embodiment of the Great Dao. A casual gesture from him could resonate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, causing the Immortal Realm to tremble, the Sea of Time to collapse, and all paths to submit.
Within its natal Immortal Realm, the third petal of the Primordial Lotus fully unfolded, its patterns flowing with the primordial light of creation, the immortal light misty and hazy, illuminating the entire Immortal Realm as if it were the beginning of the primordial chaos—the separation of purity and turbidity, the initial division of yin and yang, countless Dao runes born and annihilated in the light mist, evolving the cycle of birth and death of the Immortal Realm, full of vitality and order.
The power of a perfected third-grade Golden Immortal far exceeded his previous calculations. At this moment, his own body alone possessed combat strength that rivaled that of a sixth-grade Golden Immortal, and every move he made carried the power to shatter immortal realms.
Once all 1,800 illusory spirit bodies emerge and set up the Thousand Gods Array, concentrating their power into one body, even among seventh-grade Golden Immortals, few could withstand his full-force attack. Even against an eighth-grade Golden Immortal, with the profound mysteries of the Primordial Dao and the amplification of the array, he would not be without a fighting chance. At the very least, he would have a considerable chance of surviving against an eighth-grade Golden Immortal and preserving his own life.
Such power, let alone a newly opened star abyss like Kongyuan Star Abyss which has existed for less than a million cosmic eras, would be an indisputable top-tier powerhouse even among ancient star abysses that have existed for more than ten million cosmic eras. With a stomp of its foot, billions of races would tremble, and the entire star abyss would shake three times; with a single command, thousands of immortal realms would bow down and submit, daring not to disobey in the slightest.
"There are still 6 third-grade Golden Immortals left. I wonder if they can help my Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body advance further and break through to the minor completion stage of the third-grade Golden Immortal."
With a change of heart, Su Mo's mind sank into the chaotic cage of his natal immortal domain, his gaze falling on the six remaining remnants of the third-grade golden immortal souls.
next second...
Around the Chaos Cage, the illusory spirits who had been waiting in the wings all made their move at once. They formed hand seals, and the Primordial Chaos Mark lit up between their brows. A Primordial Immortal Power, more than ten times more terrifying than before, surged into the cage like a tsunami, surging and boiling within it, transforming into countless golden killing blades.
Intertwined into a net, each strand containing the power of destruction and rebirth, it precisely slashed at the remaining six third-rank immortal golden immortals' souls.
The remnant souls of those six third-rank Golden Immortals were already at their limit, their divine souls so transparent they were almost invisible. At this moment, faced with the raging Primordial Immortal Power, they didn't even have the strength to let out a wail. They could only watch helplessly as their divine souls were cut and dissolved by the light blades.
In just a thousand years, all six third-rank Golden Immortals were wiped out, their last trace of immortal essence obliterated by the Primordial Immortal Power, vanishing without a trace of remnant spirit. This caused Su Mo's immortal true spirit, which had fallen to four digits, to recover to six digits once again, radiating a full glow.
Unfortunately, the words "can be infused" that Su Mo had been longing for did not appear after the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Scripture in the light screen.
"Unfortunately, it's still a little short. I wonder where those old fogies have gone. I can't wait to see them."
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