allonlinenovel Chapter 1092 Suppressing a Rank 3 Golden Immortal
Chapter 1092 Suppressing a Rank 3 Golden Immortal
Azure Dragon Immortal Boat, Azure Dragon Immortal Palace.
On the Yin-Yang Dao Platform, Su Mo slowly rose. The chaotic energy swirling around him seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, automatically parting to both sides like rivers flowing into the sea, revealing his tall and upright figure.
The black and white energies flowing along the edge of the platform rippled with his movements, sometimes merging like Tai Chi, sometimes separating like Yin and Yang, seemingly containing the power to swallow the heavens and earth and reverse the universe. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, piercing the silence of the hall, like an ancient beast that had been dormant for thousands of years finally locking onto its strongest prey, every inch of his skin exuding tension ready to be unleashed.
Over the past ten thousand years, those first- and second-grade Golden Immortals who could be captured according to plan have basically become prisoners in his natal Immortal Realm. The remaining fish that escaped the net are either as elusive as candles in the wind, hiding in dangerous secret realms deep within the continent and never showing themselves again; or they are as vigilant as lone wolves, refusing to keep appointments even when contacted by their own kin, for fear of stepping into a trap; and some have even severed all contact after entering the Three Yang Immortal Tomb, as if they had sunk into the sea. To hunt down these remaining prey one by one would probably take millions or tens of millions of years. Rather than continuing to waste time on them, it would be better to let them go for the time being and capture those third-grade Golden Immortals first.
In the future, when his cultivation advances further and his divine sense can easily sweep across the entire Three Yang Continent, he will be able to easily catch all the remaining fish that slipped through the net.
The next second...
With a thought, Su Mo unleashed a series of condensed divine thoughts, as solid as tangible matter. Like silver threads piercing through time and space, they crossed the mountains and restrictions of the Three Yang Continent, penetrated the fog and array barriers, and landed precisely in the sea of consciousness of each illusory spirit body scattered throughout the land. There were no superfluous commands, only a clear will—to close the net and hunt down the third-rank spirits.
Almost simultaneously, in every corner of the Three Suns Continent, hundreds of figures nodded slightly in unison toward the direction where the Azure Dragon Immortal Ship was hidden, their movements carrying a silent tacit understanding.
There were men and women, old and young, some humanoid, others with scales and armor, and some with horns on their heads—but without exception, they all exuded a rich aura of immortality. This aura was either as fiery as a volcanic eruption, scorching the surrounding air and causing plants to spontaneously combust; or as deep and dark as an undercurrent in the ocean, rippling through the void and freezing the flow of time; or as domineering as a passing storm, stirring up dust and tearing apart the barriers of space.
Among them, the lowest level was the aura of a first-grade Golden Immortal, and nearly a hundred of them had steadily reached the second grade. Some even faintly touched the threshold of the third grade, only a step away from becoming a true third-grade Golden Immortal, just one opportunity away from breaking through.
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Spring came and autumn went, and the dawn and dusk of the Three Suns Continent alternated a hundred times, and a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the southeast of the Three Suns Continent, above a vast ancient forest stretching for tens of thousands of eons, a figure was walking on air. This was a middle-aged man in white robes, with a handsome face but a somewhat cold and hard appearance, as if sculpted from ten thousand years of ice. A half-closed vertical eye between his brows was particularly mysterious. The golden light that occasionally leaked from the slit of his eye swept across the forest below, causing the ancient trees to tremble and their branches to bend, as if they were bearing an invisible pressure, even the roots firmly planted in the earth were shaking.
He exuded an aura of domineering emperor who looked down upon the world. With each step he took, subtle ripples appeared in the surrounding space. Although it seemed slow, each step covered a distance of dozens of eons, far exceeding the limit of an ordinary second-grade golden immortal. Wherever his figure passed, even the flowing clouds in the sky were frozen by his aura, turning into crystal-clear ice sculptures that floated in mid-air.
Xuanming Golden Immortal is a third-rank Golden Immortal from the Xuanmu Immortal Clan, one of the few fifth-rank Golden Immortal forces in the southern part of Kongyuan Star Abyss. He is also the Golden Immortal leading the Xuanmu Immortal Clan on their trip to the Three Yang Immortal Tombs.
Suddenly, the vertical eye between Xuanming Jinxian's eyebrows opened a crack, and golden light burst forth, like two solid divine needles, piercing through the void in front of him!
"Ok?"
Xuanming Jinxian's expression suddenly changed, and a terrifying killing intent surged from his body, like a dormant chaotic storm suddenly awakening, sweeping across the surrounding void. Birds and beasts in the ancient forest died instantly, their flesh and blood dissolving into wisps of blood mist; even the ancient chaotic trees that had lived for countless billions of years and were as solid as true immortal artifacts were shaken by this killing intent and broke inch by inch, with wood chips flying like a torrential rain. The entire forest was instantly turned into a mess, leaving only bare broken walls and ruins, as if a natural disaster had struck.
"How brave!"
Xuanming Golden Immortal let out a cold shout, and the pressure of a third-grade Golden Immortal was no longer held back. It erupted from his body like a tsunami, crushing a large area of the surrounding void into dust and revealing a deep chaotic background.
Immediately afterwards, Xuanming Golden Immortal suddenly turned around, his white robes fluttering, and his speed increased several times over. He transformed into a streak of light and quickly disappeared above the vast ancient forest, leaving only spatial rifts torn apart by his aura, which failed to heal for a long time.
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one year later.
Millions of eons away from that vast ancient forest lies a region of lightning that is perpetually shrouded in purple lightning. Billions of bolts of purple lightning dance wildly like dragons and snakes, tearing through the sky with crackling sounds, containing the power of the Great Dao of destruction and annihilation. Anyone below the Golden Immortal level who enters this place, without the protection of an immortal artifact, even a perfect half-step Golden Immortal, cannot withstand the lightning for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before being struck down and annihilated, leaving not even ashes.
A golden streak of light shot through the void like an arrow, tearing a long gash in the layer of purple lightning. Within the light was a middle-aged man in brocade robes, whose face bore a resemblance to the Golden Immortal Xuanming. He also possessed a strange vertical eye embedded between his brows—only this eye was fully open, its pupil gleaming with brilliant golden light, yet faintly revealing a hint of dissipation, as if its power was about to be exhausted.
His aura was chaotic. Although he still had the fluctuations of a second-grade Golden Immortal, it was weak and unstable, like a candle flickering in the wind, giving people the feeling that he might fall from his cultivation level at any moment. There was a faint trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, which dripped down his chin and condensed into fleeting blood flowers in the void. He was obviously seriously injured, and even maintaining flight seemed a bit difficult.
Xuan Guang Jin Xian is one of the three second-rank Jin Xian from the Xuan Mu Immortal Clan who entered the San Yang Immortal Tomb this time.
A hundred eons behind the Radiant Golden Immortal, three beams of immortal light relentlessly pursued him, like maggots clinging to his bones.
On the left was a dark cyan stream of light, and the figure within it vaguely resembled the Golden Immortal Mo Yang, only with a more powerful aura. He had already firmly stepped into the realm of a second-grade Golden Immortal, and the Great Dao of Reincarnation flowed around him, forming gray vortexes. With each wave of his hand, he caused space to rewind, attempting to pull the figure of the Golden Immortal Xuan Guang back and make him stand still.
On the right was a five-colored divine light, also radiating the powerful pressure of a second-grade Golden Immortal. The Five Elements Dao flowed around him, and a phantom of a Five Elements Immortal Domain appeared above him. The five forces of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth intertwined, radiating a terrifying devouring power, constantly absorbing the immortal spiritual energy around the Radiant Golden Immortal, greatly suppressing his speed, and causing the immortal power in his body to pour down like a flood.
The last one was a bewitching blood-red light, the most terrifying of the three second-grade Golden Immortals, already showing some of the power of a third-grade Golden Immortal. He took the lead and was the fastest, constantly closing the distance with Xuan Guang Golden Immortal, his eyes flashing with bloodlust, as if he was about to tear apart and devour his prey in the next moment.
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In the blink of an eye, another three days have passed.
Above the sea of lightning, the purple lightning grew increasingly violent, like countless silver pythons churning and writhing in the void, the space crackling with electricity and emitting a burnt smell.
The three beams of immortal light were less than thirty cosmic years away from Xuan Guang Jin Xian. The figure in the blood-red light could almost make out the family crest embroidered on Xuan Guang Jin Xian's cloak. At most, in another day, Xuan Guang Jin Xian would be caught up by these three second-rank Jin Xian. At that time, he would have no way to escape and would only face death.
At this moment, the aura of the Radiant Golden Immortal grew increasingly weak, and the golden light in his vertical eyes dimmed like a flickering candle, threatening to go out at any moment. Each time he activated his immortal power, he couldn't help but groan, aggravating his internal injuries. Blood continuously flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his chest and leaving his brocade robe tattered. The golden tail behind him grew dimmer and dimmer, his speed noticeably slowing down, indicating that he was almost at his last gasp.
He glanced back at the pursuing soldiers, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes, yet he gritted his teeth and persevered, clearly making a final struggle to find a glimmer of hope.
at this time......
A voice filled with murderous intent came from in front of the Golden Immortal Xuan Guang, as if the heavens were enraged and the thunder god roared, causing the sea of thunder to surge and the purple lightning to freeze: "How dare you chase after my clan's Golden Immortals! You are courting death!"
Before the words were finished, a beam of white light tore through the sky, slicing through the layer of purple lightning like a sharp sword, and appeared behind the Golden Immortal Xuan Guang, steadily blocking the three beams of immortal light. The light dissipated, revealing the figure of the Golden Immortal Xuan Ming. His white robes were stained with dust, his vertical eye between his brows was half-open, and the golden light was as sharp as a knife. Clearly, arriving here in just one year was a considerable challenge for a third-rank Golden Immortal like himself.
The next second...
"boom......"
A terrifying killing intent, like a celestial storm, surged forth from Xuanming Golden Immortal. The pressure of a late-stage Third-Rank Golden Immortal was like a tangible mountain, crushing down on the three Second-Rank Golden Immortals behind him. Lei Hai's purple lightning was shaken back by this pressure, and the void groaned under its unbearable weight.
"Oh no, it's that old man Xuanming! Run!"
A cry of alarm came from the blood-red light at the front. The voice of the Blood Ancient Golden Immortal was filled with undisguised fear. He turned around and tried to flee, as if he was extremely afraid of the Xuanming Golden Immortal and did not even have the courage to resist.
"You dare to kill my clan's Golden Immortals, and you still think you can leave alive?" Golden Immortal Xuanming sneered, waving his hand. A massive, jet-black seal, covered in demon-suppressing runes, emerged from the void. The seal was ancient and weathered, radiating the vicissitudes of time. It was his natal immortal artifact—the third-grade immortal artifact, the Immortal-Suppressing Seal. The seal hovered in mid-air, emanating a terrifying aura that suppressed eternity. Wherever it passed, the purple lightning extinguished, and the void solidified. It slammed down fiercely towards the three second-grade Golden Immortals, determined to kill them on the spot.
"Uncle Xuanming, I'm here to help you!"
The fleeing Xuan Guang Jin Xian shouted, his voice filled with excitement as if he had seen a savior, almost trembling with tears. But the moment he turned around, his eyes turned icy cold, and a subtle, sinister glint was hidden in his excited tone, like a venomous snake baring its fangs in the shadows.
"Blood Ancient Ghost, you three old bastards have been chasing me for so long, now it's my turn!"
"Golden Light Myriad Forms Sword, go!"
With a fierce shout, a longsword imbued with billions of golden lights shot out from between his brows. Intricate runes flowed across its blade, sometimes transforming into mountains and rivers, sometimes into galaxies, its aura terrifying. Even the purple lightning of the Thunder Sea was largely annihilated by this power, revealing a vacuum. However, this sword did not strike the three second-rank Golden Immortals, including the Blood Ancient Golden Immortal, but instead, with lightning speed, changed direction, carrying a devastating sharpness, and slashed directly at the third-rank Golden Immortal, Xuanming Golden Immortal!
What's even more astonishing is that the power erupting from the sword is far beyond what a second-grade Golden Immortal could possess. It's a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of a third-grade Golden Immortal, reaching the level of a perfect fourth-grade Golden Immortal. Wherever the sword wind passes, the sea of lightning and purple electricity are completely annihilated, and a pitch-black crack is directly cleaved in the void, as if the entire sea of lightning is about to be split open by a single sword strike.
"Oh no! You're not Xuan Guang! Who are you? How dare you scheme against me!"