frightfiction Chapter 1073 Immortal Body
Chapter 1073 Immortal Body
Spring comes and autumn goes, seasons change, and ten thousand years pass in the blink of an eye. In the outer void, the violent flow of immortal energy still surges like a stampede of ten thousand horses, with a sharp whistling sound that tears everything apart. Fragments of shattered stars float and collide in the turbulent flow, occasionally sparking fleeting sparks, reflecting the eternal loneliness and desolation of this outer void.
Within the natal sea of Huanglong Zhenren, the chaotic energy flowed like a calm lake, rippling with a faint purple-gold luster.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flickering with a primordial light, sometimes transforming into a swirling vortex of chaos, sometimes condensing into runes of the Great Dao. His gaze easily pierced the barrier of his natal sea of time, like two invisible searchlights traversing billions of years of void, precisely locking onto the distant Nine Immortal Realms. A faint smile gradually curved his lips, and the weight that had been on his heart for millennia finally lifted as if a great burden had been lifted. Even the Daoist aura flowing around him softened, carrying a sense of relief and tranquility.
"Ten thousand years have passed, and I still haven't detected a trace of the power fluctuations of those nine old guys," Su Mo muttered to himself. "It seems they have truly given up on continuing their deductions."
As he spoke, Su Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Ten thousand years ago, in order to conceal his own heavenly secrets and karma, he had been forced to have his group of illusory spirit bodies use forbidden secret techniques to forcibly enhance their own power. If the nine immortals, including Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, were to persist and continue to entangle him, he would have no choice but to fight to the death and tear open a path to survival.
Fortunately, the worst outcome did not occur.
The next second...
Su Mo's eyebrows twitched suddenly. The relief and lingering fear he had felt earlier receded like a tide. In his eyes, a cold glint suddenly appeared, like a sharp blade tempered with ice, piercing through the surrounding peace with a chilling edge.
Then, the power of the Primordial Immortal within him surged even more rapidly, like magma gushing from the earth, carrying an uncontrollable rage: "Nine old bastards, I will remember this debt!"
He had no past grudges or recent conflicts with the nine immortals, and had no intention of getting entangled with them further. This departure was a final farewell; barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would never be able to return to the nine immortal realms.
For a ninth-grade perfected true immortal like him who is about to attain enlightenment, the resources of the nine great immortal realms, including the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, are extremely scarce and will hardly help his subsequent cultivation. If he continues to stay here, even if he disregards everything and devours all the living beings and resources of the nine great immortal realms, it will be the limit for him to break through to the second-grade golden immortal realm.
However, someone refused to let him have his way and insisted on pressing him step by step, trying to figure out his whereabouts. This forced him to order all the illusory spirits to burn their true immortal essence, causing them to suffer great damage to their vitality and decline in cultivation. How could such cause and effect be wiped away so easily?
"Once I attain immortality, I will make you old bastards pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!" Su Mo's voice was not loud, but it carried an unwavering resolve, each word seemingly containing the overwhelming pressure of the primordial chaos. He glanced deeply towards the Nine Immortal Realms, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless time and space, leaving an indelible mark, carrying an unyielding obsession.
Then, Su Mo closed his eyes, and his body was gradually enveloped by a faint layer of chaotic energy, as if wrapped in an invisible barrier. Before long, he cleared his mind of all distractions and fully activated the *Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture*. Deep within his natal sea of time, streams of primordial power, like streams flowing into a vast ocean, transformed into a torrent of pure energy, which he refined bit by bit, slowly integrating into his limbs and bones. With each refinement, his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body solidified a little more, the purple-gold divine light flowing over his skin deepened, and the faint aura of immortality surrounding him gradually rose and condensed, like the dawn before sunrise, accumulating the power of breaking through the darkness.
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Meanwhile, outside, the purple-gold light that Huanglong Zhenren had transformed into did not stop. It continued to speed away from the Nine Immortal Realms. The void where he was now was still a little too close to the Nine Immortal Realms to make him feel completely at ease.
Time flies, stars are born and die, and billions of years pass in the blink of an eye.
The further one travels from the Nine Immortal Realms, the more violent the immortal spiritual energy in the outer void becomes, like countless invisible blades slicing through the void and emitting piercing shrieks. At this moment, not to mention True Immortals below the seventh rank, even those of the seventh or eighth rank dare not linger here for long; otherwise, they would only be torn apart by the violent immortal spiritual energy.
"We've been walking for a hundred million years, that's about enough, let's stop here."
Master Huanglong looked around and finally stopped walking on his own.
This place is already very far away from the Nine Immortal Realms. Even with his powerful divine soul, which is comparable to that of an Immortal Golden Immortal, now enhanced by the Thousand Gods Formation, he could not sense the existence of that Immortal Realm at all. Not even a trace of residual Daoist fluctuations had disappeared.
The next moment...
With a flick of his long sleeves, Huanglong Zhenren's wide robes drew an elegant arc in the air, creating ripples of chaos. As he moved, a golden ray quietly bloomed before his eyes, initially only the size of a pinhead, as faint as a candle flame, but then rapidly expanding like a raging fire. The golden radiance contained a rich aura of the world's origin, with the illusory images of mountains and rivers rapidly flowing within it, and the trajectories of the sun, moon, and stars gradually becoming clear, as if reenacting the creation of the world. In the blink of an eye, that golden ray had evolved into a small world spanning tens of millions of light-years, its rules as solid as iron, its immortal energy pure and abundant. Even a ninth-rank True Immortal cultivating within it could feel a significant benefit.
"Next, we simply wait for me to take the final step and attain immortality!"
Looking at the small world before him, Huanglong Zhenren smiled with anticipation.
As he spoke, his figure moved like a streak of purple-gold lightning, stepping into that newly formed small world. The instant his figure disappeared, the entrance to the small world quietly closed, turning into a point of golden light that merged into the chaos, leaving no trace.
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Another 10 billion years have passed.
On the Nine Realms Continent, war reignites, and smoke fills the air.
After a brief respite, the various tribes once again descended into frenzied slaughter—few tribes could resist the temptation of military glory, which was the quickest path to a higher realm and the ideal ladder for their tribes to achieve glory and prosperity.
Everywhere was carnage, rivers of blood flowed, corpses littered the fields, immortal cities collapsed, mountains broke apart, and the air was once again filled with a heavy stench of blood, even the sky was permeated with a terrifying aura of death.
"Clang... clang... clang..."
Suddenly, an ancient and long bell rang out from the center of the Nine Domains Continent without warning, like ancient thunder rolling across the sky, sweeping across the entire Nine Domains Continent, carrying a vast and profound Daoist charm, as if it came from the end of time. Each tremor stirred the pulse of heaven and earth, causing mountains and rivers to resonate and rivers to pause.
In an instant, the river of time in the Nine Realms Continent seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, instantly freezing in place—all beings below the half-step Golden Immortal level, including Ninth-Rank True Immortals, stood frozen in place, their faces still frozen with the ferocity of battle, the terror of escape, or the greed of plunder; even the movement of their hair seemed to freeze in mid-air. Their thoughts ceased the moment the bell rang, like statues frozen in time, with only a sliver of lingering light remaining deep within their eyes.
"This bell...it's the Heavenly Bell of the Nine Realms!"
"How long has it been? Less than a single epoch, and this Nine Realms Immortal War is already over?"
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One by one, the half-step Golden Immortals looked at the center of the Nine Domains Continent with doubt in their eyes. The Heavenly Bell rang, and the Immortal War ended. This was the rule of the Nine Domains Immortal War, but this was a bit too early. In previous Nine Domains Immortal Wars, the minimum was two or three cycles, and the maximum was dozens of cycles. There had never been a time when it stopped halfway through in less than a cycle.
at this time......
A temporal and spatial force that made their hearts tremble spread out like a tide, gently yet irresistibly enveloping their entire bodies and carrying them beyond the Nine Realms Continent.
"This power... is the power of the Nine Realms Immortal Sect. The Nine Realms Immortal War is truly over."
"Could it be because of that old ghost Lie Xuan?"
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Many half-step Golden Immortals had a sudden realization: the only difference between this year's Nine Domains Immortal War and previous ones was that Old Ghost Lie Xuan was frantically slaughtering half-step Golden Immortals from various races.
"I wonder how that old man Lie Xuan is doing now? I suppose he has already been suppressed by that lord."
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Time flies, and soon it will be three hundred billion years from now.
Within the small world created by Huanglong Zhenren, the once stable天地 (heaven and earth) suddenly trembled violently. Mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers reversed, the earth cracked like shattered glass, and the sky was torn open with dark fissures. The rules of heaven and earth groaned under the unbearable burden, as if they were about to collapse completely at any moment.
"boom......"
A terrifying aura, enough to instill fear and despair even in a near-perfect Golden Immortal, surged forth from Su Mo's body. Like an ancient beast awakening after slumbering for billions of years, it unleashed a world-destroying force, frantically assaulting the Ten Directions Limitless Array that enveloped him. In just a few breaths, the Ten Directions Limitless Array shattered and completely collapsed.
Immediately afterwards, the entire small world was shattered into dust by this violent force. Countless fragments, carrying terrifying energy, spread outwards into the surrounding void. Wherever they passed, the massive amount of immortal spiritual energy within a million cosmic years was instantly obliterated, turning into a desolate vacuum zone.
Three hundred billion years have passed outside, but within the Ten Directions Limitless Array, the flow of time has quietly passed nearly three cosmic eras. After devouring and refining most of the immortal corpses of more than two hundred half-step Golden Immortals, Su Mo's "Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture" finally broke through its shackles and stepped into the ninth level of perfection.
"Next comes the immortality of the physical body!"
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