allonlinenovel Chapter 996 Ending
Chapter 996 Ending
Jiuling Mountain Villa, inside the lakeside pavilion.
Su Mo suddenly stood up, casually placing the glass teacup on the stone table. His eyes burst forth with a dazzling light like stars, and his spiritual energy surged like a tide. Even the immortal spiritual energy swirling outside the pavilion boiled and surged, turning into a visible white mist that swirled around the pavilion, with phantom images of dragons and phoenixes floating in the mist.
Unable to contain his excitement, he exclaimed "Good!" three times, each word carrying the force of a gust of wind, causing ripples to spread across the lake's surface, and the reflected sunlight to shatter into specks of golden light.
With forty-two Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs, plus the large number of True Immortal Herbs he acquired at the previous auction, and all the resources he had, breaking through to the Grade 5 Perfect True Immortal realm was practically a certainty.
Not to mention, the two major camps, Ziguang and Jinyuan, are still bidding.
Forty-two Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs are clearly not the final price on the Obsidian Continent.
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Obsidian Continent, Golden Immortal City.
"The first bid for the forty-two Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs of the Golden Origin Immortal Clan, is there anyone else to continue bidding..." Huanglong Zhenren's voice echoed in the silent Immortal City, his gaze like two golden arrows, fixed on Zifeng Zhenren, with a hint of scrutiny and expectation—this tug-of-war was clearly not over yet.
True Immortal Zifeng did not disappoint him. He pursed his lips tightly, the line turning white from the pressure, and after only a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and raised the price again, his voice slightly hoarse but exceptionally firm: "Forty-three Grade Five True Immortal Herbs!"
Now, this is no longer a conflict between two continents; it's more like a life-or-death struggle between their Purple Light Immortal Clan and the Golden Origin Immortal Clan. Losing this battle could mean losing the destiny of their clan for trillions of years to come; he absolutely cannot back down.
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Time slipped away amidst the fierce competition between the two sides, each minute and second seemingly stretched out by an invisible force, becoming exceptionally long.
Three hours later, the atmosphere inside the Golden Immortal City was so heavy it was almost dripping with water; even the air seemed to have solidified, making it hard to breathe.
The bidding at this point was no longer as fierce as it had been initially, no longer characterized by the bold increases in price, one Rank 5 True Immortal Herb after another. Instead, it had returned to the cautious approach of a few hours earlier—increasing the price slowly in increments of five Rank 4 True Immortal Herbs. Moreover, before each bid, both sides would engage in lengthy discussions, often hesitating for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, or even longer.
Clearly, the four-hour-long extreme competition has brought both camps closer to the critical point of their ultimate strength.
Golden and purple light intertwined and collided in mid-air, yet both carried a hint of exhaustion and stagnation, like two warriors who had fought until dusk, each punch laced with heavy weariness. Even the golden dragon robe around Huanglong Zhenren seemed to be covered with a thin layer of gray, losing some of its initial dazzling brilliance.
"Fifty-six Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus one hundred and twenty-five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs, second time..." Huanglong Zhenren's voice was slightly hoarse, his gaze still fixed on Zifeng Zhenxian, carrying a last glimmer of hope. However, this time, he no longer heard that familiar bidding voice. The only response he received was Zifeng Zhenxian's face, filled with frustration and resentment—the purple lightning around him dimmed, like ashes after burning, without a trace of sharpness, and even the runes on his immortal armor seemed to have lost their luster.
The True Immortal Ancestors behind True Immortal Zifeng also looked ashen-faced, and some of them shook their heads slightly, clearly unable to hold on any longer.
"Fifty-six Grade 5 True Immortal Herbs plus one hundred and twenty-five Grade 4 True Immortal Herbs...the...third...time!" True Man Huanglong drawled out his words, each one like a heavy hammer striking the hearts of the crowd, creating waves of sound in the silent immortal city.
Immediately afterwards, the golden hammer formed from the power of a true immortal fell heavily into the void with a loud "thud," like a thunderclap, announcing the end of this long contest that had lasted for four hours: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Jin Ge, on successfully taking over this Obsidian Continent!"
"call……"
Jin Ge Zhenxian exhaled a long breath of turbid air, carrying a faint golden mist that lingered in front of him for a long time before slowly dissipating. His tense spine finally relaxed slightly, and fine beads of sweat from his forehead slid down his cheeks, staining his clothes with dark marks—the dust had finally settled. If the bidding had continued, even with the combined efforts of the other major powers, he would have been unable to withstand the pressure; his clan's reserves of fourth and fifth-grade Zhenxian medicines were almost exhausted.
On the other side, True Immortal Zifeng sat back down in his seat, somewhat listlessly. Beneath his wide sleeves, his hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles white. An unspeakable melancholy churned in his eyes, like an unyielding cloud. With the Golden Origin Immortal Clan having seized the Obsidian Continent, their Purple Light Immortal Clan's future situation in the Cangling Southern Sea region would likely become increasingly precarious.
The only good news is that the Obsidian Continent wasn't solely controlled by the Golden Origin Immortal Clan, but rather divided among five major hegemonic forces, including Golden Origin and Ice Soul. This should significantly delay the possibility of the Golden Origin Immortal Clan creating a second Rank 5 True Immortal using the continent's resources, giving the Purple Light Immortal Clan a chance to recover.
"I hereby declare that this auction is now concluded." Huanglong Zhenren's voice, carrying an unquestionable majesty, echoed in every inch of the gilded immortal city, announcing the end of this grand event that had lasted for several days.
Then, his gaze swept over each of the True Immortals present, his golden pupils flashing with a chilling light, and he solemnly said, "Everyone, don't forget what I said before. After one epoch, I will not care how you fight, but within this epoch, anyone who dares to take over those continents that have already been auctioned off will be my enemy, and don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The moment his words fell, the terrifying pressure of a seventh-grade True Immortal swept across the entire area once more, even more intense than his previous show of force, like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's hearts. The golden bricks of the gilded immortal city hummed, runes flowing like a tide, seemingly amplifying his words and radiating an aura that suppressed eternity.
Those True Immortals who had been secretly plotting something felt a chill run down their spines. They all lowered their heads, even their breathing became lighter, and they dared not make the slightest move. Everyone knew that the words of this Seventh-Rank True Immortal were no joke; the fate of the Black Profound True Immortal was the best warning beforehand.
Seeing this, Master Huanglong nodded in satisfaction, his tone softening slightly but still carrying an air of authority: "Fellow Daoists who successfully bid, now that you have handed over your True Immortal Medicines, you may return and begin to occupy those continents."
"Yes, senior!"
The group of true immortals responded in unison, their voices filled with awe.
Soon, the True Immortals from various forces across the continent stepped forward, taking out the True Immortal Medicines they had prepared beforehand. Guided by the power of the True Immortals, the medicines flew like meteors towards Huanglong Zhenren, quickly converging into a magnificent sea of medicines, their fragrance permeating the entire Immortal City.
After the transaction was completed, the immortals did not linger and transformed into streaks of light, rushing out of the gilded immortal city.
After a short while, the vast gilded immortal city was deserted, leaving only True Man Huanglong standing alone in the void.
"receive!"
With a soft shout, the entire gilded immortal city suddenly shone with golden light and trembled violently, as if thousands of golden threads were hanging down from the void and tightly binding the immortal city.
Immediately, the immortal city that stretched for ten light-years rapidly shrank in the golden light, and the runes on the city wall bricks flowed rapidly, isolating the surrounding violent void turbulence from the outside.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a miniature immortal city the size of a palm, floating in the palm of Huanglong Zhenren, like an exquisite gold and jade ornament, radiating a faint golden glow.
Immediately afterward, ripples spread across the space around Master Huanglong, and spatial power surged violently. His figure quietly faded away within the Myriad Transformations Ruins. The next moment, outside the lakeside pavilion of Nine Spirits Manor, the void rippled slightly, and Master Huanglong's figure reappeared.
He glanced at Su Mo, who was sitting quietly in the pavilion, a tacit understanding flashing in his eyes, and then nodded slightly. Before Su Mo could speak, Huanglong Zhenren transformed into a dazzling golden light, flying straight into Su Mo's body like a shooting star and disappearing.
Feeling the "sea of medicine" within his body, formed by countless true immortal herbs, Su Mo smiled confidently, his eyes burning with determination, and murmured to himself, "Next, it's time for me to go into seclusion and break through to the fifth rank of true immortal!"
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