Free Web NovelChapter 633: Chapter 631: 10 True Immortals, Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation
As the words fell, heaven and earth descended into utter silence.
Divine Monarch Nantian stood behind Yun Zheng, emanating the awe-inspiring pressure unique to the True Immortal Realm, as if he were the very foundation of Yun Zheng.
He was resolute!
And also clear-headed.
If not for Yun Zheng, he would certainly die.
To achieve True Immortal—even as a second-tier Immortal Seed—even if pledged to Yun Zheng, it was still a once-in-ten-thousand chance.
At this moment, the deterrent and enticement of True Immortal overlapped.
The expressions on everyone upon the Immortal Coffin shifted unpredictably.
Can Sutian’s face was expressionless, as if he had heard nothing.
Here among the people from Daqian, Martial Artists were few and far between.
Most present were from the War King Clans, Dongyang Divine Sect, and the followers that Cen Xinghou had brought.
Shi Feng suddenly sighed: "If anyone has a mind to go, then do so—I won’t stop you!"
Zuo Shenzong waved his hand casually.
For a moment, those at the rear exchanged glances in silence.
"Patriarch, forgive me!"
Swoosh!
A middle-aged man surnamed Shi flashed out of the Immortal Coffin like lightning, ascended to the mountain summit, and presented himself before Yun Zheng.
"Hahaha, a wise move!"
Yun Zheng laughed heartily, flicking his finger.
The phantom of the Ancient Immortal Order and the giant stone stele appeared again.
The ascension to immortality began.
"Patriarch, I’m sorry."
"Sect Leader, I don’t want to die!"
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!
More than ten figures darted out together from the Immortal Coffin.
Thud thud thud!!
Yun Zheng pointed at seven people in succession.
Seven remained, looking bewildered.
Yun Zheng said playfully, "I told you before, with the immortal energy here and my current cultivation, I can only help seven or eight of you ascend, which is why I urged you to hurry."
"Regrettably, you are too late!"
"Damn!"
The faces of the seven turned iron-blue, looking enviously at the eight who were already rapidly rising, then looked toward Yun Zheng.
One of them suppressed his frustration and said decisively, "Since I cannot ascend for now, I am also willing to submit!"
"Heh!"
Yun Zheng let out a low chuckle, sneering, "It’s your wish, but I have no interest!"
"Perfect, I’ll deal with these traitors for you!"
He stared at Can Sutian and the others, motionless.
Yet Saint Monarch Nantian quietly vanished from his spot.
"No!"
"Lord Yun Zheng, you can’t do this."
"Damn you, you old bastard."
"Sect Leader, save me!"
...
Thud!
Boom!
Piercing screams echoed over the mountain peak.
Shi Feng and Zuo Shenzong’s faces did not change.
They had already betrayed—how dare they ask for help?
One could respect their choices, but that did not mean accepting them.
Whoosh!
Vast and resplendent immortal light, stained with fresh blood, spilled slowly like the clouds at dusk, drifting down the cliff.
On the ground, seven corpses lay strewn about!
Saint Monarch Nantian drifted back.
"When they break through, then the ten True Immortals—it will be your turn," Yun Zheng said with a smiling face.
"Yunzheng, what tier is your Immortal Seed?"
Can Sutian narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Me? Sixth tier!" Yun Zheng replied with evident pride.
After all, a sixth-tier Immortal Seed was nothing to scoff at.
Even across the Immortal Domain, such a cultivator was not ordinary.
"Sixth tier—the Ancient Immortal Order truly is a supreme treasure!" Can Sutian couldn’t help but sigh.
Yun Zheng said indifferently, "In fact, we need not have become enemies. Blame yourselves for putting too much trust, too much hope, in Xu Yang."
"By now, you ought to know full well that the legacy he received is of the Demon Immortal path. Following him, you are destined to take the side of Demon Immortals!"
"But Gou Mu’s lingering intent told me—back at that battle, which swept across the whole Immortal Domain, the Ancient Immortals clashed with Demon Immortals, and in the end, it was the Ancient Immortals who triumphed!"
With those words—
The faces of Can Sutian and company all changed drastically.
Yun Zheng hardly had reason to deceive them.
If it were truly so, then Xu Yang’s future...
One after another, gazes involuntarily turned to Xu Yang.
Shi Feng suddenly sneered coldly, "Hmph, so what if it’s Demon Immortal? Old man, you just tried yourself and still couldn’t shake that immortal blade—do you really think these True Immortals will be enough?"
"Indeed, perhaps when Xu Yang awakens, the one to die will be you!"
The smile on Yun Zheng’s face faded bit by bit, and in his icy eyes flashed a chilling murderous intent.
"Then let’s wait and see!"
Boom!
Whoosh!
Powerful auras surged heavenward in tumult.
Beili Immortal Mountain quaked unceasingly; the surroundings distorted.
Winds and clouds raged, and heaven and earth lost their color.
Several currents of True Immortal aura rampaged, pressing down on the world.
The faces of those atop the Immortal Coffin went pale; their spirits frozen in dread!
The real deal—True Immortals!
All this, in just a few moments.
Eight individuals—all ascended!
"Even though this guided ascension forcefully exhausts their potential, making future breakthroughs difficult, for now they are True Immortals and can absolutely crush us!" Zuo Shenzong’s voice trembled.
He could not be sure the Immortal Coffin would endure!
And their sole hope, Xu Yang, did not seem to be waking any time soon.
"Even if it can’t hold out, there’s no other choice."
"Hurry!"
Can Sutian called out in a low voice.
Everyone gritted their teeth and, without hesitation, unleashed their immortal yuan madly, splitting it into seventy-two streams, which bolted into the seventy-two immortal marks on the Immortal Coffin!
Whoosh whoosh!!
The immortal markings flickered, multicolored immortal light radiating out, gradually swelling.
A protective barrier rose, thoroughly shrouding the Immortal Coffin.
"Yun Zheng, why not let me try first?"
Saint Monarch Nantian volunteered.
Inside, he was filled with rage and murderous intent.
The Martial Artists and disciples of his own house—even Chen Xuanji—had all been brutally slain; how could this be tolerated?
"Very well."
Yun Zheng nodded slightly.
Saint Monarch Nantian took a step forward, wielding an Immortal Embryo, immortal yuan surging—clang!—it transformed into a hundred-zhang immortal beam, which he swept down fiercely.
Boom!
Bang!
Immortal light burst forth, stones flying everywhere.
Large swathes of rocky mountains below shattered, rubble rolling down.
The Immortal Coffin’s shield shuddered violently but withstood the blow.
Saint Monarch Nantian paused, then suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahaha, so the Immortal Coffin was not as formidable as I thought!"
"If it could block that strike, it must have already drained seven or eight tenths of your power!"
"You withstood one blow. What about the second, the third?"
Before the words faded, torrents of dazzling immortal light flooded the sky.
Rumble rumble!
Bang!
"Not good!"
"Damn it, we can’t hold on!"
"The Coffin’s defense is only equal to an ordinary True Immortal!"
Crack!
Even as everyone held on desperately, the barrier, under Saint Monarch Nantian’s full-force assault, was soon covered with cracks and crumbling apart.
In the end, it dissolved into a cascade of light, drifting down.
Everyone was fully exposed, their faces deathly pale, barely standing.
At this moment, even Can Sutian revealed an expression of utter despair!
A hint of amazement flashed across Yun Zheng’s eyes.
He had been highly wary of the Immortal Coffin, but never expected it to break so easily.
Thinking more, he realized it made sense!
The Calamity Ghost Wind was not so terrifying in itself; the dread of the Calamity Ghost Wind Sea ahead came from countless years of accumulation—its numbers being endless.
If a True Immortal, with his current power, he could traverse it unaided, easily!
A True Immortal breaking through the Coffin’s barrier was unsurprising.
"It’s over."
"However, I won’t kill you right away—I’ll make you watch Xu Yang die with your own eyes."
Yun Zheng smiled playfully.
Rumble!
Thunder roared violently.
Beili Immortal Mountain trembled as if struck by lightning.
The void seemed pierced by something invisible; wind and clouds gathered and surged.
All eyes turned instinctively.
On the massive stele at the edge, ancient, dazzling runes shot out, merging into Xiao Ming’s body below.
Soon after, the Ancient Immortal Order and the giant stele fused into him together.
Radiant immortal light burst forth like a five-colored sun, devouring heaven and earth.
An astonishing aura pierced through the ten directions, stoking a mighty storm.
Amid the splendor, a lotus platform entwined with five-colored immortal light gradually appeared!
"That is... a seventh-tier Immortal Seed!"
"Hiss!"
Even Yun Zheng shuddered all over, unable to restrain a gasp.
