bayedsolid Chapter 1121 Senior, Save Me
Chapter 1121 Senior, Save Me
The colossal hand that blotted out the sky did not pause for a moment. Its five fingers pressed down like five sacred mountains, carrying the immense power unique to an eighth-rank Golden Immortal, and continued to capture Fairy Qinglan. Its movements were calm and unhurried, yet carried an irresistible determination.
"No...how could this happen?"
Qinglan Fairy's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. She was the number one female immortal in the southern part of Kongyuan Star Abyss, one of the five great female immortals of Kongyuan Star Abyss, and a rare sixth-rank female golden immortal in the immortal kingdom. Even ninth-rank golden immortals rarely could resist the temptation of a sixth-rank golden immortal female slave, let alone an eighth-rank golden immortal.
With a muffled "plop," to Fairy Qinglan's incredulous gaze, the overwhelming hand, as if taking something from a bag, grabbed her and the leaves in its palm.
Then, the Azure Leaf emitted a cracking sound as it succumbed to the immense pressure. Its burning essence extinguished instantly under the crushing force, and the azure light on the leaf receded like a tide, revealing its charred veins. The power of an Eighth-Rank Golden Immortal was unstoppable, ignoring the last burst of life force from Fairy Qinglan. In less than a breath, it tore apart the remaining defenses on her body, even forcibly severing the faint life force. A chaotic sealing power surged into her fingertips, wrapping around her immortal body, soul, and immortal domain like a spiderweb, locking all her power within her body. Not even a glimmer of light could escape from her fingertips, leaving her utterly helpless, a lamb to the slaughter.
"don't want......"
Qinglan Fairy felt her whole body stiffen, as if her limbs and bones were bound by countless invisible chains. Only now did she barely regain her senses, but struggling was already a futile hope. She could only watch helplessly as her body shrank continuously within the giant hand, along with the tattered Azure Leaf, compressed to a size of an inch by an invisible force. Finally, as the giant hand slowly withdrew, it disappeared into the collapsing void rift, leaving only a desperate whimper swallowed by the chaos.
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The Tomb of the Three Yang Immortals, the Azure Dragon Immortal Boat, and the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace.
"Whoosh..."
A streak of azure light shattered the silence of the hall, like a shooting star falling into a palm. The Azure Fairy, shrouded in a faint azure light, had shrunk to about three inches tall. Her once bright and alluring phoenix eyes were now dull and lifeless, and she was bound by chaotic sealing light chains. Even the slightest tremor of her hair carried a suppressed weakness. Her previously deliberately seductive demeanor had vanished, leaving only the disheveled and terrified state of being imprisoned. A lingering look of astonishment remained on her pretty face; she clearly hadn't fully recovered from the blow of being ignored.
"An old hag who has lived for millions of cosmic eras, still wants to eat young grass? I don't have such a heavy taste."
Su Mo lowered his eyes to look at the little figure in his palm, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.
As soon as he finished speaking, he twitched his fingertips slightly, and the light rope tightened even more, causing Fairy Qinglan to let out a barely audible moan of pain.
Then, Su Mo waved his hand, and a chaotic halo of light flowed, enveloping Fairy Qinglan along with her faint aura as a mid-stage sixth-rank Golden Immortal avatar.
With a flash of light and shadow, the two were taken into their natal immortal domains and imprisoned at the edge of the Chaos Cage along with the previous prisoners.
After doing all this, Su Mo's gaze slowly shifted and landed on the old woman's avatar that controlled the gray-white aura.
"You're next."
Su Mo's voice was calm and even, yet carried an undeniable authority, echoing within the hall. Then, with a flick of his index finger, the avatar of the gray-white old woman was drawn into the air by the immortal power rope. The runes on the rope suddenly lit up, transforming into interwoven gray-black patterns, like countless withered vines binding her soul firmly to Su Mo's consciousness, preparing to trace that deeper causal path.
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Spring comes and autumn goes, and three thousand years have quietly passed in the silence of the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace.
"Whoosh..."
A beam of blue light, like an icy spring gushing forth from a frigid land, abruptly shattered the silence of the hall. When the light faded, Su Mo held a tiny figure, only three inches tall. Clad in azure immortal armor, covered with unmelted ice crystals, its face bore a striking resemblance to the suppressed azure elder's avatar, though the arrogance between its brows had been frozen into terror. The chaotic light chains binding its body still bore traces of being frozen and shattered.
"Now only Ancestor Jin Yan is left."
After taking Cangyun Ancestor and his immortal avatar, who was at the mid-stage of the sixth rank Golden Immortal realm, into his natal immortal domain, Su Mo turned his gaze to the last immortal avatar, Jinyan Ancestor, who was at the late-stage of the sixth rank Golden Immortal realm.
"Heaven and earth are the chessboard, the soul is the game piece, cause and effect are the thread, tracing back to the source—"
Soon, the ancient and obscure incantation flowed from Su Mo's mouth once more. This time, each syllable was imbued with a blazing Daoist aura capable of incinerating all things, as if countless stars were burning and exploding between his lips and teeth. As the words fell, the air inside the hall suddenly heated up, and even the solid pillars of the hall glowed with a faint red light, as if they were about to be melted by this invisible heat wave.
Before long, a large number of golden runes leaped from his lips, no longer the previous turquoise or azure, but transformed into dancing flames that intertwined in the air to form a massive fire array. Within the array, one could see the phantom of a raging inferno devouring mountains and burning rivers and seas, each flame carrying the power of destruction and rebirth, flowing along the immortal light threads toward the avatar of the Ancestor of the Blazing Flame.
After a short while, the runes on the light chain gradually changed. The gray-black patterns faded, replaced by blazing red flame patterns, like burning chains that tightly connected the avatar's soul with Su Mo's consciousness.
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In the southern part of the Void Origin Star Abyss, in a vast sea of lightning that would make even a First-Rank Golden Immortal tremble, purplish-black divine lightning danced wildly like a raging dragon, each bolt containing the destructive power to tear apart an immortal body, the crackling lightning illuminating the chaos with flickering light.
In this deadly place, a crimson flame streaked through as if taking a leisurely stroll, leaving a long trail of flame. Even the space itself was scorched with faint marks. Its speed was so great that most sixth-grade Golden Immortals could not even dream of keeping up with it.
In the firelight stood an elderly man with red hair, clad in a crimson robe. His face was resolute, his jawline taut and sharp, and the fire elemental energy swirling around him resembled tangible, crimson-gold chains, slowly flowing through the void and radiating a heat capable of melting stars. As he passed, the destructive divine lightning capable of easily injuring a First-Rank Golden Immortal trembled and retreated like mice before a cat, daring not to approach his vast expanse. The sea of lightning forcefully parted to create a clear path before him.
This old man was none other than Ancestor Jin Yan, who, four thousand years ago, saw the situation was dire and decisively retreated from the Jin Huo Tian Yuan. He fled for his life, daring not to stop for even a moment, hoping only to escape any potential pursuers as soon as possible.
"This feeling... is not good!"
Suddenly, Ancestor Jin Yan's expression changed drastically. His crimson brows furrowed, and an inexplicable unease welled up in his heart, as if an invisible blade of fire was hanging over his soul, ready to fall at any moment. Even the Fire Rules that he was so proud of were disturbed and became sluggish.
"It is that mysterious force that is deducing my fate!"
He abruptly stopped, his red hair moving without wind, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
"Burning Heaven Fire Banner, unleash!"
A deep roar, like a volcanic eruption, resounded through the sea of lightning with the scorching heat of magma. Ancestor Jin Yan flicked his sleeve, and a streak of fire tore through the lightning, instantly revealing his natal immortal artifact, the Burning Heaven Flame Banner, above his head. The banner was entirely crimson, as if woven from solidified magma, embroidered with a totem of a three-legged golden crow reborn from the flames. Every feather of the golden crow was lifelike, as if it were about to take flight at any moment.
"The flames scorch the heavens, severing all cause and effect!"
Ancestor Jin Yan formed hand seals, and the rules of fire around him surged wildly into the flag. The fiery light barrier suddenly expanded, transforming into billions of tiny flame threads, like the sharpest scissors, tearing apart the causal connections between him and that immortal avatar, seemingly trying to burn all links into nothingness and deprive the other party of its reasoning.
Within the sea of lightning, the blazing fire collided with the divine thunder, producing a hissing explosion. The blazing fire grew ever more intense, even scorching the purplish-black divine thunder, forcing it to retreat step by step, turning into wisps of green smoke. Yet, Ancestor Jin Yan showed no sign of relief. He could clearly feel that the deductive power from a distant time and space was like a persistent, insidious wound, following an unseen connection, penetrating the blazing fire, and gradually approaching his very essence. No matter how he tried to conceal it, he could not completely escape it.
"Such powerful deductive ability! The person who made the move is definitely not an ordinary seventh-grade Golden Immortal, and may even be..." Ancestor Jin Yan's heart sank. If this continues, it won't be long before that mysterious Golden Immortal can locate him, and then it will be his death.
"Now, my only chance of survival is to escape to the Sea of Primordial Ruins as soon as possible..."
The next second...
"Whoosh..."
A dazzling burst of fire suddenly erupted beneath his feet, like a second sun rising from the ground. It was a purple fire cloud suspended in the sea of lightning, with the Southern Bright Purple Flame churning within its wisps—Nanming Purple Flame Cloud, another sixth-grade immortal artifact of Ancestor Jin Yan.
"Southern Origin, Ignite!"
"boom......"
A dazzling purple light rose from the center of the fire cloud, instantly engulfing his entire body and merging with the fire rules surrounding Ancestor Jin Yan. With a muffled "bang," the fire cloud suddenly expanded a hundredfold, carrying him into a crimson-purple streak of light that pierced through the sea of lightning. His speed suddenly soared to a terrifying level comparable to a seventh-grade Golden Immortal, and the flame tail that tore through the chaos was a million years long. Even the purplish-black divine lightning was dragged into afterimages by this speed, unable to stop him in time.
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In a blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.
Ancestor Jin Yan traveled non-stop, having long since left the core area of the southern part of the Void Star Abyss and getting closer and closer to the Sea of Yuanxu, yet an ominous premonition lingered in his heart.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a deafening roar shook the void around Ancestor Jin Yan, as if an ancient behemoth had awakened in the depths of chaos. A terrifying pressure that made his soul tremble suddenly descended, like the sky collapsing, pressing down on his soul, making him gasp for breath, and even causing his flight trajectory to deviate for a moment, his speed decreasing sharply.
"not good!"
The fleeing Ancestor Jin Yan's expression changed drastically once more. His crimson pupils contracted sharply as he looked in terror at the suddenly shattered void above. Countless fragments of spacetime exploded like glass, scattering in all directions with sharp edges. A colossal hand, obscuring the sky, slowly emerged from within, its edge entwined with chaotic and fiery red patterns. It carried an aura of incinerating chaos and crushing everything, ignoring spatial distance and grabbing straight at him, leaving him no way to dodge.
"Damn it, this is the power of an eighth-grade Golden Immortal!" Ancestor Jin Yan trembled violently, a fear originating from the depths of his soul almost suffocating him. The immense power contained in that palm seemed capable of turning him and Nanming Ziyanyun into ashes with just a gentle squeeze.
Escape? Before this colossal hand, even space itself is frozen solid; speed is meaningless. Resistance? It's tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, only hastening one's own destruction.
"This power is far beyond my ability to resist. Now, if I want to survive, it seems that the only way is..."
Ancestor Jin Yan gritted his teeth, a hint of humiliation flashing in his eyes—a posture he had never displayed in his millions of cosmic eras—but more than anything, it was a desperate struggle for survival.
"Senior Yuan Ji! This junior is willing to submit to you and follow your lead without question. Please, senior, save me!"
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