Free Web NovelChapter 635: Chapter 633: Fourfold Daluo, Harnessing the Power of the Immortal Land
Later Jin Ancient Immortal, you dare to act unruly on the territory of the Demon Immortals?
Such arrogant words left Xiao Ming and the others utterly speechless, their scalps tingling with shock.
Nearly ten breaths passed!
Xiao Ming flew into a rage: "Arrogance!"
"Death is upon you, yet you still pretend with tricks? I don’t believe a mere broken blade could withstand the might of the eleven True Immortals among us!"
"Xu Yang, so long as you remain beneath True Immortal, you’ll never understand how powerful a True Immortal truly is!"
"And I boast a Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation!"
Hua!
Immortal light surged from his body, swirling in five radiant hues, dazzling beyond compare.
A three-layered lotus seat with twenty-one petals manifested vividly, revolving and interwoven, suffused with mysterious brilliance, emanating an ancient, sacred aura. Even more uncanny, at the center of the lotus throne, a tremendous, hazy stele shadow vaguely loomed.
"Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation!"
Xu Yang’s brows rose slightly; his heart was anything but calm.
A single token brings one instantly to True Immortality, forges a Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation, and even possesses the means to ferry others to ascension—utterly inconceivable!
So this is an Ancient Immortal?
Xu Yang’s gaze flickered; he gradually forced himself calm again.
Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation?
I am capable of forging a Twelfth-Grade Immortal Foundation!
At this moment, Old Yun Zheng suddenly lifted his hand.
He smiled with narrowed eyes and said, "Xu Yang, need things truly come to this between us?"
"Display yourself by virtue of the Ancient Immortal Order, and a path to the Immortal Domain shall appear!"
"Even if you survive here, how could you hope to find the Immortal Domain so easily?"
"And once within the Immortal Domain, without any backing, how will you survive?"
"What is it you wish to say?" Xu Yang said coldly.
Old Yun Zheng smiled and replied, "Even now it’s not too late to change allegiances. I will not deceive you; this is the memory message hidden within the remnant will of Gou Mu. In the battle of that year, the Ancient Immortals triumphed and the Demon Immortals were extinguished!"
"Thus, even in the vast Immortal Domain, it is the Ancient Immortals who reign supreme!"
As he spoke, Old Yun Zheng unfurled a thread of immortal light, faintly releasing the weak aura of Gou Mu.
Xu Yang fixed his gaze, vaguely able to see some memory fragments within.
Old Yun Zheng’s words were likely true!
"As a Demon Immortal, your path ahead is utterly cut off, with no road left to turn back!"
"If you now abandon the Demon Immortal legacy and re-enter the Immortal Dao, I can ferry you across!"
"We shall join forces and ascend the Immortal Domain together—is that not desirable?"
Old Yun Zheng was deeply wary of that so-called ’broken blade’ in Xiao Ming’s words!
If it were simple, how would Xu Yang dare possess such confidence?
If Xu Yang could be enticed to abandon his allegiance thus, it would, naturally, be for the best.
Xu Yang studied the immortal light for a long while, then abruptly let out a laugh.
Shua!
He flicked his sleeve with a sweep.
The immortal light was immediately shattered.
Change allegiances?
Abandon the Demon Immortal legacy and submit to the Ancient Immortals?
"Are Demon Immortals necessarily ’demonic’? Are Ancient Immortals necessarily ’good’?"
Xu Yang shook his head slightly.
To turn to the Ancient Immortals—even if Old Yun Zheng promised to ferry you—what is the outcome?
No more than what befell Saint Monarch Nantian and the others: a severed future, left with only Low-Level Immortal Foundations!
"Old fool, you’re deluding yourself."
"Courting death!"
Old Yun Zheng’s smile vanished completely, his face full of impatience.
Though wary of that broken blade, it was merely wariness, nothing more.
"You refuse the wine of courtesy but insist on drinking the wine of punishment. I offer you a path to life, and you do not take it. I would like to see—just what gives you confidence? A broken blade?"
"Take him, kill him!"
At Old Yun Zheng’s command, the eleven True Immortals erupted into action, lightning quick, without hesitation.
"Hahaha, Xu Yang, your death is at hand."
"Within the Immortal Domain the Ancient Immortals rule. Even here, in the domain of Demon Immortals—if I run rampant, what can you do to me?"
Xiao Ming laughed maniacally, treading on air as he surged forth. The immortal ruler in his hand exploded with dazzling brilliance, displaying the dual energies of Yin and Yang, then transforming into the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth, encompassing the Immortal Dao’s ultimate profundity. Through the ruler, a suffocating intent to kill was unleashed.
Such immortal might, vast and world-shaking, rocked the Immortal Mountain.
For a time, the spectacle appeared even more terrifying than Old Yun Zheng himself.
This was the power of a Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation!
From the very first strike, its power compared to that of First or Second-Grade Immortal Foundations was simply night and day.
Old Yun Zheng led in front, while Xiao Ming wound around behind.
The remaining nine True Immortals divided to both flanks; though a great distance below Old Yun Zheng and Xiao Ming, they were True Immortals still—their sweeping might vast and matchless, flickering with immortal light, exhaling the ultimate profundity of the Immortal Dao, soul-stirring and terrifying!
Within the Immortal Coffin.
All inside could see the happenings outside through the coffin, clear as day.
All hearts were taut with tension, every face etched with worry.
"Eleven True Immortals, damn it!"
"Can Xu Yang withstand them? That blade..."
"Old ghost Yun Zheng and Xiao Ming—how could they claim such fortune? One holds a Sixth-Grade Immortal Foundation, the other a Seventh—damnable!"
"There’s no way out from here; even if we wished to help Xu Yang, we could not!"
"All we can do now is hope Xu Yang can hold them off."
...
Xu Yang’s spirit trembled.
The oppression and threat of eleven True Immortals was unprecedented, even surpassing that of Calamity Ghost Wind Sea!
"Even the weakest among them, with a First-Grade Immortal Foundation, would leave me powerless, even if I battled with all my strength!"
"Xiao Ming’s might surpasses these others by more than a dozenfold!"
Xu Yang was awed by the true power of the Immortal Dao!
Yet his face revealed not a hint of fear or withdrawal!
"Old Yun Zheng, Xiao Ming, I have said—this is the Demon Immortals’ domain!"
"If you dare run wild here, prepare to pay with your lives!"
Xu Yang’s lips curled, face split in a cunning grin: "You may have thought the Demon Immortals were mere clay waiting to be shaped after your complete victory—but is that so?"
"Fourfold Daluo Saber!"
Hua!
He suddenly raised the purple-gold Immortal Saber in his hand.
Immortal light exploded, Beili shuddered violently!
The entire world quaked in that instant, on the edge of collapse, as if even the towering Beili Immortal Mountain might be overturned.
Within the Immortal Mountain, in every direction.
Invisible immortal energy instantly converged.
Blades of light soared forth.
The wind scoured the four corners; sudden rain surged like a tide, piercing and cold; thunder transformed the heavens, dragons battled in the wild; starlight became a raging inferno, blazing skyward!
Wind, rain, thunder, and fire, four intents unfurled, shrouding heaven and earth.
In this instant.
The world was void, Beili shattering.
Save for one blade, suspended across the heavens!
Xu Yang gripped it tightly in both fists and swept out in a flash.
Rumble—!!
The saber’s light, unstoppable as a hot knife through butter, suffused with the powers of wind, rain, thunder, and fire, swept toward the oncoming True Immortals, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, clouds scattered by the gale, fierce and overwhelming, bearing the air of utter annihilation.
Pft!
One True Immortal shrieked, spewing blood, recoiling in terror.
But that saber light was swifter and even more merciless, that spreading wind following instantly upon him.
His shrieks ceased abruptly!
His immortal body disintegrated inch by inch!
Xiao Ming’s eyes widened round, his whole body turned cold, even his Seventh-Grade Immortal Foundation trembling in terror.
"How could this be?"
"That broken blade..."
Fear like a tidal wave surged through his heart!
Now, the remnant force of the entire realm had been stirred by the Fourfold Daluo Saber, its power unmatched!
Even True Immortals could only look up in awe!
Old Yun Zheng’s eyelids twitched violently; facing that saber’s light, it felt as if death were already upon him!
Only now did he realize—in this place, the saber was invincible!
In a flash of lightning!
Old Yun Zheng and Xiao Ming moved in unison.
Shua!
Their immortal foundations shook, the shadow of the stele appeared, forming a barrier before them.
Boom!
Clang!
Saber light crashed onto the stele’s shadow, blocked on the spot.
Yet the shadow was indistinct, its runes barely visible—barely withstanding a few breaths before shattering instantly.
"Damn it!"
"The entire force of the Immortal Continent has been drawn into that blade—how can it be?"
Old Yun Zheng and Xiao Ming’s eyes nearly split apart.
They could not accept such an outcome.
