Free Web NovelChapter 629: Chapter 627: The Second Token
The immortal foundation and immortal seed are easily distinguished.
The former resembles a lotus, while the latter is like a speck of immortal light.
The corpses of immortals uncovered around the mountainside each retained only the immortal seed, stronger or weaker, for their immortal foundation had collapsed and most of its power faded away.
But before them now, the four corpses shimmered with dense immortal radiance; at their abdomens, each harbored a mass of immortal light the size of an egg.
Like tiny lotus thrones, lifelike and vivid.
Upon closer inspection, though the lotus seats bore flaws, they still preserved certain aspects of the immortal foundation’s shape.
Undeniably, authentic immortal foundations!
"Immortal foundation is as lotus—a grade split in three!"
"Even having perished so long ago, astonishingly, one still holds a second-grade immortal foundation!"
The other three possess first-grade immortal foundations!
Certainly these could not be the true immortal foundations these immortals held in life, but for such forms to linger unbroken after ages, still resembling immortal foundations, it chills the very soul.
Even if these foundations have suffered damage and imperfection, falling far short of genuine first or second grade—still, they are immortal foundations.
If one could obtain even a single piece, one might not strictly ascend to the Realm of True Immortality, but at least reach the pinnacle of grade one immortal soldiers!
Xu Yang suddenly heard labored, heavy breathing.
His heart gave a start; his eyes narrowed sharply.
He watched as Can Sutian’s five took action in an instant.
Boom!
Each unleashed their divine techniques, waves surging heaven-high, a tempest of force sweeping across the summit’s empty air.
Only four corpses, four immortal foundations—yet five contenders!
And among them, only one is a second-grade immortal foundation!
Everyone covets the finest.
This battle cannot be avoided!
Xu Yang’s expression shifted rapidly; he was powerless to intervene.
To seize an immortal foundation... was near impossible!
"There’s even a knife!"
Xu Yang’s brows shot upward; with alarm, he spied—amid the cluster of corpses, right at the center—an utterly unblemished, though dim and lusterless, violet-gold immortal knife lying upon the ground.
No ripples of power diffused from it, as if it were but a plain and ordinary blade.
Yet for it to appear atop this mountain, before these corpses—could it truly be a common thing?
"Damn it."
Xu Yang’s brows knitted tight, hesitating whether to unleash the calamity ghost wind then and there.
This was his trump card, his ace in the hole!
But Old Yun Zheng had yet to show himself.
He sensed, deep down, the old fox was biding his time with a scheme far grander.
"Enough. Secure the immortal foundation first."
This—the apex of rare opportunity.
Such fortune is not sought, but met by fate!
Across the entire Beili Immortal Mountain, perhaps these four immortal foundations are all that remain!
Claiming even one would purge decades of lurking accumulation!
Xu Yang decided in a flash, his gaze frost-cold, fixing upon Saint Monarch Nantian and Jun Wuji!
The calamity ghost wind—just threatening those two would swing the balance toward Can Sutian’s trio entirely.
Boom!
Swish!
As Xu Yang observed, the dozen-odd others also erupted into fierce battle.
Dividing into two camps, standing for victory or death!
Clearing away rivals first—there could be no fault in that.
Xu Yang burst forth like lightning.
"Xu Yang, you want a piece of this? Wake up—you’re not one to meddle here."
A figure barred Xu Yang’s way in a direct move.
It was, visibly, an elder from the Star Nebula Infinite Sea.
Xu Yang found the face familiar—perhaps from a clash once outside the War King’s family’s secret domain.
But he did not know the man’s name.
"You think you can stop me?"
Xu Yang wore a mocking sneer.
This man—below, he’d only reached the second level!
Yet Xu Yang knew no fear.
Boom!
Blade struck blade; the clang rang in the heavens, furious waves soared, the surrounding void quaked violently.
Xu Yang’s form shivered, shifting back only a single step.
"So strong!"
The elder’s eyes flared in astonishment.
He had faced Xu Yang with unmitigated force.
Yet it sent Xu Yang but one pace back—their power, almost evenly matched!
"Assist me!"
He bellowed, lunging once more.
But the rest were too entangled to lend a hand.
The War King family had no shortage of powerhouses in the fray.
At the same time, Xu Yang struck.
Boom!
From the heaven-earth tripod, ancient evil qi erupted like a geyser.
"Heaven Locking Will!"
Buzz!
The elder’s form froze!
In the blink of an eye, a tidal surge of evil qi swept in.
The elder’s soul chilled; his scalp prickled.
"I’ve entered the Immortal Way—what manner of evil qi could instill such fear in me?"
It defied comprehension: whatever Xu Yang was cultivating, inside him was a boundless horror of evil qi serving as power—unthinkable.
He had no time to dig deeper.
In an instant, he broke free of the Heaven Locking Will’s bind, just as evil qi exploded right before him.
Boom!
The elder howled in agony, forced backward.
Evil qi rampaged; a shadow flitted forth ghost-quick as lightning.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!
Thud!
Dazzling and razor-sharp knife-light sliced like a waterfall, tearing through the evil tide with devastating power.
The elder’s countenance changed—he fended off the evil qi in desperate straits, but then glimpsed that blinding knife-light, soul shaken, dodging frantically.
Though his reflexes blazed, he was still struck hard.
Blood splattered, immortal light shattered!
The elder suffered a grievous blow, tumbling in ruin, one arm even severed clean!
"Aaaah~~"
"Xu Yang, you bastard!"
"Help me!"
He cursed in rage, cried out in agony.
Someone glanced his way, wanting to dash to his aid.
Yet others instantly tangled them up, blocking any rescue!
Xu Yang flashed in close and slashed down his blade!
"Zuo Shenzong, you are too weak—unworthy!"
"Get out of here!"
With a muffled grunt,
Zuo Shenzong fell, wounded.
"Now only four remain—this second-grade immortal foundation is mine, agreed?" Saint Monarch Nantian floated on air, issuing a cold, proud challenge.
Xu Yang cast a sidelong glance, his gaze darkening.
Originally, Can Sutian, Shi Feng, and Zuo Shenzong united could barely contend with Saint Monarch Nantian and Jun Wuji.
Now, with Zuo Shenzong wounded, he had lost half his fighting strength!
Can Sutian and Shi Feng immediately fell into disadvantage!
Xu Yang, seeing it, flashed an icy smile.
Inside the tripod, the calamity ghost wind churned, poised to explode!
Just then, Xu Yang instinctively turned aside.
On the far side of the summit’s edge, he saw a familiar figure—body blazing with immortal light, mobilizing all his immortal energy, and hurling a furious punch at a massive boulder nearby.
"Xiao Ming—what’s he doing?"
"Could that stone conceal some mystery?"
Xu Yang could hardly believe his eyes.
Crash!
The huge stone shattered beneath Xiao Ming’s fist.
A faint gleam flickered into view.
Xu Yang’s face changed dramatically.
"A token!"
"Identical to the one Yun Zheng snatched away!"
"This token..."
Xu Yang felt again that cloying sense of revulsion and rejection.
He saw Xiao Ming gazing at the token in rapture, trembling all over with excitement, his eyes ablaze.
"Could he know what this token is?"
A shock seized Xu Yang; the thought too outlandish to admit, even to himself.
How would Xiao Ming know?
Old Yun Zheng?
Wait!
Gou Mu!
Gou Mu had been killed by Yun Zheng, his remnant consciousness devoured!
Perhaps some clue had passed on from that!
"For Yun Zheng to hide so long, he must have a reason!"
"And the reason has to be this token!"
"Must not let Xiao Ming obtain it!"
In that instant, Xu Yang abandoned his plan to target Saint Monarch Nantian and Jun Wuji, instead throwing himself straight toward Xiao Ming.
Xiao Ming snapped his head up.
"Xu Yang!"
"I wager you have no idea what kind of token this is?"
"Hahaha."
"You can’t stop me!"
Xiao Ming laughed wildly, then suddenly spat forth a mass of immortal light.
Within the immortal light were a dozen or so shards of metal, each of different shape.
They looked like fragments of various shattered immortal artifacts, twisted together as one.
