bayedsolid Chapter 1160 Hongmeng Ban
Chapter 1160 Hongmeng Ban
At the center of the Starlight Immortal Boat, one of the sixth-grade immortal artifacts that are the most treasured possessions of the Tianyun Immortal Clan, stands a Starlight Immortal Palace.
The palace was small, only a hundred feet square, yet it was entirely constructed of immortal celestial gold. Faint, chaotic patterns flowed across each golden brick, marks of time's passage. The beams and pillars were inlaid with countless star crystals, most now dim and lifeless, with only a single, stubborn glimmer flickering deep within the star cores. Yet, from the intricately carved star patterns, one could still glimpse the former splendor of starlight—when each star crystal shone as brightly as a star, illuminating the entire palace like a sea of stars. The palace was sparsely furnished, containing only a star-patterned stone table and several stone benches. The celestial map carved on the table was blurred due to energy loss, and several fine cracks had even broken at the edges, revealing the dark stone beneath, as if bearing the weight of countless hardships and despair.
The second-highest level Golden Immortal of the Tianyun Immortal Clan after their ancestor, Ancestor Tianquan, sat on the stone bench at the head of the table. However, he no longer possessed the upright posture he once had when instructing the young men of the clan. His star robe was tattered and torn in many places, corroded by demonic energy, revealing scabbed and bursting wounds underneath. Golden immortal blood mixed with black demonic energy clumped together, a shocking sight that emitted a pungent, fishy stench.
The undried golden blood at the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin onto his clothes, like a fallen star in the night sky. The once radiant star mark between his brows had dimmed, like a dusty jewel, its only remaining trace a faint glow. His aura was extremely weak, flickering like a candle in the wind, less than even his peak strength, barely stronger than some powerful fifth-rank Golden Immortals. Even the slightest movement aggravated his broken ribs, causing him to let out suppressed groans of pain.
Below him, on either side sat two people, the two Fifth-Rank Golden Immortals who had broken through with him—Ancestor Tianzui and Ancestor Tianming. Like Ancestor Tianquan, both were in extremely sorry state: Ancestor Tianzui had lost an arm, his empty sleeve billowing in the wind, his face as pale as paper, his chest heaving violently with each breath, each inhalation accompanied by the sound of fine blood foam; Ancestor Tianming was in even worse shape, half of his immortal body was blackened by the demonic energy, the spreading demonic patterns had climbed to his neck, he was gritting his teeth and circulating the Immortal Dao to suppress it, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his aura much weaker than Ancestor Tianzui's, barely crossing the threshold of Fourth-Rank Golden Immortal.
The brutality of that battle two million years ago still seemed to be right before their eyes. Although Ancestor Tianquan, relying on the final gift obtained by the Tianyun Immortal Clan through burning the essence of their immortal domain, successfully led his clansmen to break through the encirclement, the price they paid was extremely heavy: not only were all of them severely injured and their combat power plummeted to rock bottom, but of the five fourth-rank and fifth-rank Golden Immortals who were traveling with him, only Tianzui and Tianming, two fifth-rank Golden Immortals, managed to barely survive by destroying their foundations. The other three fourth-rank Golden Immortals were all wiped out in the Youmo Clan's sea of bones tactics, their immortal bodies, immortal souls, and even their natal immortal artifacts all becoming nourishment for the Youmo Clan to grow stronger.
The hall was deathly silent, save for the heavy, labored breathing of the three people, which mingled with the muffled thuds of the immortal boat's protective shield being struck by the chaotic turbulence outside the hall, creating an atmosphere of suffocating despair.
Suddenly, the Ancestor Tianquan looked up sharply, a gleam of light bursting forth in his previously dim eyes, piercing the gloom within the hall like a beacon of hope suddenly blooming in the darkness, sweeping away the darkness in their hearts. He stared intently at the star map projection in front of the Immortal Palace, which displayed the scene 300 trillion cosmic years away—a hazy halo, like an eggshell, enveloped the endless void, the boundary of the Primordial Immortal Realm.
"Cough cough cough..." Ancestor Tianquan coughed violently with excitement, the golden blood he coughed up splattering on the stone table, intertwining with the cracks on it to form a shocking pattern, but he didn't bother to wipe it away, his voice hoarse but filled with unprecedented joy: "The Hongmeng Immortal Realm is not far ahead! Tianzui, Tianming, everyone hang in there!"
As he spoke, Ancestor Tianquan's gaze swept over his two younger brothers, carrying an undeniable firmness, as if his gaze could convey power: "Once we arrive in the Hongmeng Immortal Realm, with the protection of the Hongmeng Immortal Lord, even if that old man Youyun successfully breaks through his shackles and becomes a seventh-grade Golden Immortal, he won't dare to act recklessly in the Hongmeng Immortal Realm! We... still have hope!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of Ancestor Tianzui and Ancestor Tianming immediately lit up with hope. Their previously listless bodies trembled slightly, and the speed of the Starlight Immortal Boat they sat on suddenly increased by one point.
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Through the changing seasons, from the cold of winter to the heat of summer, from the harvest of autumn to the storage of winter, a century has quietly passed in the howling of chaotic currents.
The Primordial Immortal Realm, the Primordial World.
The hundred-foot-long dragon boat still drifted leisurely on the clear blue sea. Its hull cut through the water, creating ripples that spread like jade, only to be gently smoothed by subsequent waves. At the center of the dragon boat, inside a magnificent golden palace, luminous pearls hanging from the ceiling emitted a soft glow, illuminating the interior as bright as day. Under the pearl's radiance, the jade beams and pillars within appeared even more lustrous.
A seven-colored cloud bed, bathed in the glow of the sunset, with cloud threads interwoven like brocade and flowing with soft spiritual light, gently lifted Su Mo, who lay on it. It was as if he was not lying on a bed, but sleeping peacefully in the womb of heaven and earth. His brows were calm, and his breath was long and deep, as if he had become one with the surrounding sea breeze, waves, and sky light. With each breath, the Great Dao accompanied him, and he exhaled the pure immortal spiritual energy of the Primordial Immortal Realm.
Suddenly, Su Mo's eyes snapped open, as deep as the primordial universe at the beginning of time. In an instant, the void spanning trillions of years was crystal clear in his eyes, every detail visible—in the distant chaotic currents, two beams of light, one black and one silver, were chasing each other. The silver beam was dim yet resilient, carrying an indomitable will; the black beam was ferocious like a maggot clinging to a bone, exuding an aura of destruction.
His gaze lingered briefly on the two streaks of light before Su Mo took in the chaotic scene on the Starlight Immortal Boat and the ferocity of the demons within the Bone Dragon. He could even see the despair and struggle on the faces of the three, including the Heavenly Ancestor. Then, his fingertips lightly tapped the edge of the cloud bed, producing a soft, crisp sound, as if he were weighing his options or pondering something.
"Since they were able to escape to the Primordial Immortal Realm, it can be considered the fate of the Tianyun Immortal Clan." Su Mo muttered to himself, his tone calm and unchanging, revealing no emotion. He pondered for a moment, a barely perceptible hint of softening flashing in his eyes, "Fine, let them in then."
As he spoke, Su Mo closed his eyes, then closed them again, continuing to drift into his own world, as if the momentary attention he had just received was nothing more than a speck of dust that he had casually brushed away.
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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
"Puff..."
A soft sound shattered the tranquility at the edge of the Primordial Immortal Realm. The seemingly indestructible barrier of the Immortal Realm was easily torn apart like paper. A spatial rift ten thousand feet wide suddenly appeared, and a whirlwind carrying the aura of chaos surged out from it, but it quickly dissipated when it touched the immortal spiritual energy within the Immortal Realm.
With a "whoosh," the Starlight Immortal Ship shot through the crack like an arrow, and its dim starlight began to glow faintly upon contact with the rich spiritual energy of the Primordial Immortal Realm.
Inside the immortal ship, the three members of the Tianquan Ancestor's clan gazed at the suddenly clear void and flowing immortal energy outside the porthole. Their tense nerves finally relaxed, and they exhaled a breath of stale air, their eyes filled with the relief of surviving a calamity. The Tianquan Ancestor, trembling, raised his hand, feeling the gentle rhythm of the Great Dao in the air, his voice choked with emotion: "We've arrived...we've finally arrived...there's still hope for my Tianyun clan..."
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Less than half an hour later.
The newly healed barrier of the immortal realm suddenly trembled again, the spiritual light at the crack flickering violently, as if it were under immense pressure. With a "rip," another beam of eerie light tore through the barrier like a ghost, flashing into the Primordial Immortal Realm and rapidly approaching the Starlight Immortal Ship. The foul-smelling demonic energy instantly spread, clashing horribly with the pure immortal spiritual energy within the immortal realm.
at this time.....
A calm yet undeniably authoritative voice reverberated like thunder within the two streaks of light, echoing through the heavens and causing the chaotic air currents to momentarily stagnate: "Regardless of the cause and effect between your two races, within the Hongmeng Immortal Realm, immortal golden immortals are forbidden from fighting each other."
"Those who violate this rule will be severely punished by me!"
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