bayedsolid Chapter 1094 Second Grade Perfect Immortal
Chapter 1094 Second Grade Perfect Immortal
Seeing the words "Can be infused" appear after "Primordial Void Ultimate Immortal Scripture" on the light screen, Su Mo's lips curled into a sharp smile. After breaking through so many eras with his Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body, he had finally gathered the immortal true spirit needed for his cultivation breakthrough.
The next second...
Su Mo's body twitched slightly, and suddenly beams of immortal light shone from his body, scattering like shattered starlight, drawing countless dazzling trails within the hall and illuminating the entire Azure Dragon Immortal Palace as if it were daytime. Then, one hundred and eight figures materialized. These figures were extremely elusive, dressed in various attire: some were farmers, carrying wooden plows on their shoulders, their trouser legs stained with fresh mud, as if they had just returned from working in the fields; others were scholars, holding scrolls, their brows bearing a somewhat pedantic seriousness, ink still clinging to their fingertips; still others were merchants, carrying bulging bags, their faces plastered with mercenary smiles, yet their eyes concealed shrewdness… At first glance, they seemed like a group of ordinary people who knew nothing of cultivation, but the occasional wisp of aura emanating from their pores carried a pressure that could make even a second-grade Golden Immortal's soul tremble, as if each of them harbored a slumbering, chaotic beast within them, which, once awakened, would surely devour all living beings and overturn the universe.
These figures were none other than the illusory spirits that Su Mo had left behind.
Immediately afterwards, one hundred and eight illusory figures moved swiftly, their toes touching the patterns on the floor tiles of the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace, leaving behind a series of profound runes that ignited upon landing, transforming into golden streaks of light. They arranged themselves in an extremely mysterious trajectory, and in an instant, the array patterns within the palace lit up, as if billions of stars were flowing across the ground. A Heavenly Dipper and Earthly Fiend Suppressing Immortal Array rose from the ground, its power soaring to the heavens. Within the formation, illusory figures of celestial and terrestrial gods and demons appeared behind them: Kui Mulang roared, wielding an axe whose blade gleamed with a chilling light capable of cleaving galaxies, carrying a world-destroying might; Bi Yuewu spread its wings, blotting out the sky, its wings flapping as flames burned the air, scorching the chaotic energy; Lou Jingou bared its fangs, a single bark capable of shattering a divine soul, making even immortal bones tingle... The illusory figures of gods and demons were hundreds of millions of feet tall, their heads piercing the sky, their feet shattering the void, covering the sky and the sun, completely surrounding the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace, preventing even a trace of their aura from escaping, as if they had built a chaotic barrier outside the palace that isolated everything.
"Everything is ready; it's time for me to break through."
Su Mo stood in the center of the Yin-Yang Dao Platform, his voice echoing in the hall, carrying an unquestionable determination. Every word seemed to strike the strings of the Great Dao, causing the chaotic energy in the hall to resonate and emit a deep hum.
"Imbue me with the 'Primordial Void Ultimate Immortal Scripture,' and you, Second-Rank Golden Immortal, will break through my barrier!"
With his command, the words "Pouring Available" on the light screen suddenly lit up, transforming into a primordial-colored stream of light that, as if alive, meandered and entered his brow. Within his sea of consciousness, the scriptures of the *Primordial Void Ultimate Immortal Scripture* seemed to come alive, beginning to circulate wildly. Golden characters churned within his sea of consciousness, emitting deafening Daoist sounds, each syllable containing immortal mysteries, cleansing his soul. The primordial immortal power within his body, like countless true dragons, roared and traversed within his natal immortal domain, surging to his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, his meridians were widened, his immortal bones were tempered, and they emitted a faint primordial luster.
"Continue to cultivate the 'Primordial Void Ultimate Immortal Scripture'. After 30,000 cosmic eras, you will successfully break through the shackles and reach the perfect state of a second-grade Golden Immortal."
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"Boom..."
Deep within his sea of consciousness, the hazy divine light, now much thinner, trembled violently once more after 1,603 eons. Its radiance burst forth, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness. The countless insights into immortal rules contained within surged forth like a burst dam, rushing into his sea of consciousness with overwhelming force. Those profound truths about "immortality" and "primordial chaos" transformed into visible runes, flowing and imprinting themselves on the surface of his soul, as if reshaping the essence of his divine sense. His soul, like parched land receiving rain, greedily absorbed this nourishing rain of rules, imbuing every wisp of his divine sense with the aura of primordial chaos, rapidly merging into the nascent primordial immortal Dao, making it increasingly condensed and profound, radiating an ancient aura that suppressed eternity.
Meanwhile, at the center of the Immortal Realm, the twelfth-grade Primordial Lotus, which was in its first grade, was now slowly blooming with another petal. Layer upon layer, it stretched out like a jade spirit, releasing Primordial Immortal Light that was a hundred times more dazzling than before. Like a tide, it swept across the entire Immortal Realm, further catalyzing and perfecting this space.
The immortal rules within the Immortal Realm became increasingly complete, and the originally blurry Dao patterns became as clear as a spider web; the Immortal Realm's barrier changed from a translucent, glassy color to a deep, chaotic color, becoming indestructible; the size of the Immortal Realm increased dramatically at a visible speed, expanding more than a hundredfold in an instant, not much smaller than the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm that the Xuanzhen Golden Immortal had opened up in the outside world; the immortal spiritual energy became so dense that it turned into liquid, gathering into a river within the natal Immortal Realm... Everything was increasing at an incredible speed.
At the same time, Su Mo's aura began to surge wildly, rising steadily like a volcanic eruption. From the initial stage of the third rank to the middle stage, and then to the late stage, in the blink of an eye, he had caught up with the pressure of a peak third-rank Golden Immortal, and it was still rising, showing faint signs of touching the perfect third-rank Golden Immortal.
The 108 illusory spirit figures around them exchanged glances, their expressions instantly hardening. Behind them, the 108 illusory figures of Heavenly Fiends and Earthly Demons suddenly unleashed a deafening roar, the sound waves soaring to the heavens, seemingly shattering the very fabric of the universe. The figures solidified slightly, transforming from phantoms into semi-solid entities, their scales and fur clearly visible. The demons extended their giant hands, forming layers of defensive barriers, like overlapping skies, fiercely resisting the impact of Su Mo's leaked aura, firmly locking the terrifying pressure—enough to instantly crush the Azure Dragon Immortal Ship's defenses—within the great formation, preventing even a fraction of it from leaking out.
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Soon, an hour had passed.
Su Mo's aura finally reached its limit. The terrifying pressure that was enough to easily crush a first-level Golden Immortal continent like the Nine Domains Continent stagnated within the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace, as if it had transformed into a tangible mountain range. Even the divine light of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Suppressing Immortal Array was slightly dented by the pressure.
Immediately afterwards, this overwhelming aura plummeted like a balloon punctured by a needle, rapidly declining at a visible speed—falling from the peak of the third-grade perfection to the late, middle, and early stages of the third grade. In just a few breaths, it completely subsided, returning to its unremarkable state before the breakthrough, as if the earth-shattering pressure just now was merely an illusion.
Only the chaotic energy flowing around the edge of the platform became increasingly profound, faintly revealing a rhythm that resonated with heaven and earth, indicating the reality of this breakthrough.
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A few more breaths passed.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, a chaotic light flashing in them before his eyes returned to clarity. He looked up at the familiar light screen in front of him, where the immortal true spirit accumulated over the years had once again run out, dropping from four digits to one digit, leaving only a lonely "7", which looked particularly glaring.
"It actually consumed 1500 units of Immortal True Spirit, which is quite a lot more than when I broke through to the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body, but it's still worth it!"
Su Mo clicked his tongue, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible pain, but feeling the surging power within his body—the immense power that could influence the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos with every move, more than a hundred times stronger than before his breakthrough—the pain in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an undisguised sharpness.
At this moment, his combat power alone surpassed that of many perfected third-grade Golden Immortals, and he was approaching the threshold of a near-fourth-grade Golden Immortal.
Once all 1800 illusory spirit bodies are unleashed and the Thousand Gods Formation is set up, he dares not say whether he can defeat a sixth-grade Golden Immortal, but among fifth-grade Golden Immortals, there will be few who can match him.
After a long while, he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, suppressing the surging excitement in his heart. The afterglow of the breakthrough still flowed through his body, and every inch of his bones was emitting a comfortable hum, as if he had been thoroughly tempered by the primordial light of immortality. Even the sound of his blood flowing carried the sound of the Dao.
"Next up is the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Scripture."
With a thought, Su Mo's consciousness sank into his natal immortal domain. Deep within the immortal domain, countless Golden Immortal True Spirits floated in the chaotic currents: the figures of 15 Third-Rank Golden Immortals were still struggling, their Dao patterns dim but not broken; the True Spirits of 103 Second-Rank Golden Immortals were relatively solid, but the arrogance in their eyes had been replaced by despair; and there were 382 First-Rank Golden Immortals, of whom 136 had completely disappeared, leaving not even a trace of ashes.
Looking at these "resource reserves," a smile gradually appeared on Su Mo's face.
For the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body to break through to the third rank is only a matter of time, and that time will not be too long.
With his breakthrough in cultivation, the rate at which his illusory spiritual bodies were destroyed increased more than tenfold. Moreover, as one Rank 3 Golden Immortal after another was suppressed, the Ten Directions Limitless Array was also upgraded from a musket to a cannon. Six of the ten Rank 1 Immortal Immortal Artifacts had been replaced with Rank 2 Immortal Immortal Artifacts, and the time acceleration further increased, soaring to a terrifying ratio of 1:6 billion.
One year in the outside world is six billion years in that region.
The combination of the two caused his annihilation rate to increase by nearly a hundred times compared to when he first entered the Three Yang Continent.
A first-grade Golden Immortal like Mo Yang, who has reached the pinnacle of perfection, can be completely obliterated in less than two hundred years. Some early and mid-stage first-grade Golden Immortals can't even last a hundred years.
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Spring comes and autumn goes, the vegetation on the Sanyang Continent has experienced a hundred cycles of withering and flourishing, the mountain streams have frozen and thawed, and a hundred years have quietly passed.
"Whoosh..."
Inside the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace, a streak of azure light flashed like lightning, carrying a rich life force, and landed in Su Mo's palm. The light dissipated, revealing a miniature figure dressed in an azure robe with a head of azure hair. He was surrounded by a dense aura of the Dao of Immortality, seemingly containing the life force of countless beings; even his hair possessed a verdant luster. Yet, he was now bound by an invisible shackle, his azure hair disheveled, his face frozen with the despair and resentment of imprisonment, his life force constantly draining away.
"The eighteenth third-rank Golden Immortal."
Su Mo picked up the little figure in his palm, feeling a cold sensation on his fingertips—the coldness of life's essence being forcibly suppressed.
After his cultivation breakthrough, his spiritual illusion body's combat power surged, and any one of them was comparable to a perfect third-grade Golden Immortal. His suppression speed was several times faster than before—in just a hundred years, he had captured three more third-grade Golden Immortals. The one in front of him was the Supreme Elder of the Evergreen Immortal Clan, Xuanmu Golden Immortal, who was proficient in the "Great Dao of Life".
The next second...
With a flick of his long sleeves, Su Mo drew the third-grade Golden Immortal into his natal Immortal Domain amidst a flash of azure light. His divine sense swept across the prison deep within the Immortal Domain, revealing that the number of Immortal Golden Immortals in that space composed of chaotic energy had dwindled considerably: the number of first-grade Golden Immortals had decreased to less than one hundred and twenty, each one as transparent as thin ice, their Dao patterns almost invisible, clearly indicating their complete annihilation only occurred in recent years; the second-grade Golden Immortals were all listless, their eyes devoid of any arrogance, only filled with numb despair; only the third-grade Golden Immortals remained in relatively good condition, still struggling tenaciously, though the light of their Dao origin was much dimmer than it had been a hundred years ago.
"The Immortal True Spirit has surpassed 1400 units again, and the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body will break through to the minor completion stage within the next two years."
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