bayedsolid Chapter 1097 The Wind Rises
Chapter 1097 The Wind Rises
The first Heavenly Power Golden Immortal on the left of the Heavenly Winning Immortal Lord suddenly stood up. His silver immortal armor clanged together, and the wind patterns on his armor lit up with a dazzling blue light due to his emotional agitation. As one of only two Fourth-Rank Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Winning Immortal Lord, his voice carried a hint of urgency. Four First-Rank Golden Immortals and one Second-Rank Golden Immortal—this loss was already great enough. If another Third-Rank Golden Immortal and two Second-Rank Golden Immortals were to be lost, it would completely shake the foundation of our Heavenly Winning Immortal Clan!
"Ancestor, what Brother Tianquan said is very true. We can no longer sit idly by and wait to die." The Golden Immortal Tianmang, who was at the head of the right side of the Heavenly Ying Immortal Lord, also stood up to agree. He held a wind-blade longsword, the blade humming as it was infused with the power of a Golden Immortal. The mastermind behind the scenes dared to attack their Heavenly Ying Immortal Clan's immortals so recklessly, so he must have something to rely on. If this dragged on any longer, they might not even have a chance to be rescued.
The other elders nodded in agreement, their eyes flashing with anxiety. Their Tianying Immortal Clan had accumulated over millions of cosmic eras, yet they had only managed to gather twenty-one Immortal Golden Immortals and eight Immortals, which was already nearly four levels of their high-end combat strength.
"Da da... da da..."
The Celestial Lord of Tianying tapped lightly on the armrest of his throne, producing a crisp sound. Each tap struck the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer, making the atmosphere in the hall increasingly tense. He remained silent for a moment, his silver eyebrows slightly raised, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes like lightning before a storm, before he stood up. As he rose, the gale in the hall suddenly intensified, forming visible vortexes, mixed with tiny fragments of space, making the wind patterns and runes on the beams and pillars shine and emit a sizzling sound.
"Tianquan, you, Tianya, Tianqian, and Tianmin will stay in the Immortal Realm to guard the core formation of the clan's territory and keep an eye on the movements of the surrounding major Immortal Realms. Under no circumstances should they be given an opportunity to take advantage of the situation." The voice of the Immortal Lord Tianying carried an unquestionable majesty. His gaze swept over the four elders on his left, and every word seemed to contain the weight of the Great Dao of Wind. "The rest of you will come with me to the Three Yang Continent to find out what's going on."
Judging from the methods used by the mastermind behind the scenes to conceal the secrets of heaven and the fact that Tianze and his companions couldn't even send out a single distress signal, the other party was definitely not some third or fourth-grade immortal force. It was highly likely that they were a fifth-grade immortal force with a fifth-grade golden immortal in charge. It was doubtful that Tianmang and his group could rescue Tianze and the others by themselves. If they were not careful, they would suffer heavy losses and never return. Only his ancestor himself could take action to stabilize the situation and find out the "truth."
"Yes, we will obey the decree of our ancestors!"
The elders responded in unison, their voices echoing in the wind, carrying a sense of relief mixed with a solemnity before battle.
"There's no time to lose, let's set off immediately."
With a flick of his sleeve, the Celestial Lord Tianying unleashed a burst of silver light, and the wind mark between his brows emitted a dazzling glow, illuminating the entire Celestial Palace as if it were daytime: "Tianquan, keep a close eye on the Celestial Realm. Tianmang, come with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, with a "bang," the wind mark between the brows of the Heavenly Immortal Lord suddenly exploded into billions of silver rays. The silver rays poured down like a waterfall, and the phantom of the Wind Roc could be vaguely seen shuttling through it. Each flap of its wings emitted a sharp screech, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.
A silver celestial ship with flowing wind patterns emerged from the light, its hull rippled with faint spatial ripples, as if it had merged with the Great Dao of Wind. It hovered steadily in the center of the celestial palace, exuding a dynamic yet domineering aura.
When the celestial boat first appeared, it was only about a foot long, like a piece of art carefully carved by a craftsman. The hull was covered with fine wind patterns, some like whirlpools, some like sharp blades, lifelike, and each pattern seemed to undulate slightly as if it were breathing.
In the blink of an eye, it swelled to a size of ten thousand feet, its hull covered with mysterious wind runes—the "Ten Thousand Wind Runes" that the Celestial Lord of the Heavenly Realm spent tens of thousands of cosmic eras to forge and inscribe with countless efforts. Each rune corresponds to a change in the Great Dao of Wind, capable of drawing upon various wind forces such as gales, whirlwinds, and tornadoes in the world for one's own use, truly mysterious and infinite.
On the bow of the ship is carved a phantom of a roc with outstretched wings, its wings spread as if they could blot out the sky. The roc's eyes gleam with wisdom. It was actually nurtured by the remnant soul of a fourth-grade Golden Immortal Chaos Roc, and it has its own fierce aura that looks down on the world.
A powerful, immortal aura that even a fourth-grade Golden Immortal would find terrifying radiated from the immortal ship. It carried the sharpness of the Great Dao of Wind, cutting through the air like an invisible blade. The surrounding gales were shaken back, and the wind patterns and runes on the beams and pillars inside the hall lit up in unison, resonating with the immortal ship and emitting a deafening howl, as if billions of wind spirits were cheering and encouraging them.
This is none other than the "Wind Spirit Immortal Boat," one of the three great clan-protecting immortal artifacts of the Tianying Immortal Clan, a fifth-grade immortal artifact. Legend has it that this boat uses the Essence of Myriad Tribulations Wind as its core and integrates seventy-two fragments of the immortal wind Dao. Not only is its speed among the best in the southern part of the Void Origin Star Abyss, but it can also draw upon the Zhou Tian Gang Wind to transform into a defensive barrier. Even a fifth-grade Golden Immortal would have to put in considerable effort to break through its defenses.
The Celestial Lord of Tianying took a step forward, his silver immortal boots landing on the deck of the immortal ship with a muffled "thud," as if containing some kind of rhythm, causing the wind path of the immortal ship to boil, and the wind patterns on the ship's hull to shine brightly, as if they had come alive and were moving around the ship.
The Heavenly Golden Immortal followed closely behind, his dark golden armor gleaming coldly in the silver light. The immortal power seeping from the gaps in his armor merged with the wind patterns on the immortal ship, making its aura even stronger. The phantom of the Wind Roc at the bow flapped its wings, as if about to take off. The other seven elders also filed forward. The auras of the nine Golden Immortals were faintly connected with the wind-based Dao of the immortal ship, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, converging into a powerful force that made the immortal ship's light even more dazzling. The phantom of the Wind Roc at the bow almost broke free from the ship's constraints, transforming into a real being, flapping its wings and soaring high into the sky.
"go!"
The Celestial Lord of Tianying stood at the bow of the ship, his silver hair fluttering in the fierce wind, his robes billowing and rustling like a battle flag waving in the wind. A soft shout, like the howling of the wind piercing through the clouds, carried an indomitable momentum, resounding throughout the entire Celestial Palace, making every elder's heart tremble.
next moment......
"boom......"
Three silver gales erupted from the stern of the Wind Spirit Immortal Ship, resembling three colossal pillars supporting the sky, transforming into enormous wind wings that tore through the heavens. The entire ship instantly transformed into a streak of light, its speed reaching an extreme, almost surpassing the thinking of a third-grade immortal. It directly ignored the numerous array formations and restrictions of the Heavenly Ying Immortal Palace, piercing through the roof like a sharp sword and exiting the palace. A long gash was torn in the gale layer, like a scar on the earth, leaving only a faint silver trail as it sped towards the Three Yang Continent like a shooting star, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, only four Golden Immortals, including Tianquan, remained in the Tianying Immortal Palace. They stared in the direction where the Wind Spirit Immortal Boat had disappeared, their brows still furrowed, their fingers unconsciously clenching their sleeves, their hearts filled with worry and unease.
I hope that our ancestor can successfully rescue Tianze and the others on this trip and return safely. Otherwise, my Tianying Immortal Clan may be in danger.
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