jdhmnovel Chapter 1178 Backhand
Chapter 1178 Backhand
The Five Elements Ancestor let out a final roar, his voice hoarse and broken, filled with the despair of impending death, each word dripping with blood, attempting to intimidate his opponent by invoking the name of the Thirteenth Prince, squeezing out a last glimmer of life for himself. The Five Elements rules surrounding him were on the verge of collapse like a candle in the wind, his immortal body covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, his stark white bones gleaming ghastly in the chaotic light, his immortal soul groaning in agony under the crushing weight of the twelve great formations, as if it would shatter at any moment. Yet the twelve immortal formations showed no sign of stopping, continuing to operate frantically, relentlessly pouring down the power of the Great Dao.
The power of spacetime, like countless blunt knives, repeatedly sliced through his limbs and bones, each grinding accompanied by excruciating pain that tore at his immortal soul, making him feel as if his body was being slowly crushed and reassembled; chaotic energy transformed into a gray poisonous mist, seeping into his immortal meridians, corroding every inch of his bones, causing his immortal body to decay at a visible rate, his skin withered like old tree bark, even his immortal immortal self-healing power rendered ineffective; threads of cause and effect entangled into a net, pulling up all the bonds between him and the thirteenth prince, the eons of inheritance and origins of the Five Elements Immortal Sect, the grudges and entanglements with his fellow disciples… transforming them into a sharp blade that strangled him, dissecting his immortal body from within; the karmic fire of reincarnation burned fiercely, scorching his true spirit's origin, his past obsessions and regrets transforming into inner demons, frantically growing in his sea of consciousness, tempting him to give up resistance; the energy of destruction surged like a tide, eroding his last foundation of Dao, causing even his understanding of the Five Elements Dao to begin to blur…
The various powers of the Great Dao, like maggots clinging to bones, penetrated deep into the body of the Five Elements Ancestor. First, with a "crack," they shattered the barrier of his natal immortal domain. Then, they suppressed and sealed the natal immortal domain that had nurtured him for tens of millions of cosmic eras, along with the Five Elements Dao Lotus at its core, turning it into a dim and lifeless ball of light that was firmly embedded in his chest, like a heavy shackle, stripping him of even the last bit of strength to struggle.
"No... His Highness the Thirteenth Prince will not let you go... He will definitely avenge me..."
The Five Elements Ancestor's voice grew weaker and weaker, almost swallowed by the chaotic energy. The fear in his eyes was gradually replaced by deathly stillness. His body slowly curled up in the great formation, like a piece of withered wood eroded by billions of years of wind and sand, showing no trace of life. Only the ball of light of his natal immortal domain in his chest was still trembling slightly, proving that he had not been completely annihilated.
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After a few breaths.
The Primordial Immortal Realm, the Primordial World.
On the shore of Spirit Lake, a gentle breeze rustled through the green grass, carrying a few pink and white petals onto the mirror-like water, creating ripples that startled several transparent spirit fish, the enlightenment runes on their scales shimmering faintly.
"Whoosh..."
A flash of primordial light appeared at Su Mo's fingertip, and a miniature figure appeared in his palm. It was the Five Elements Ancestor, completely sealed away, his body bound by gray-black chaotic chains. The runes on the chains flickered with a light that suppressed his soul, firmly locking away his aura. His eyes were tightly closed, his face ashen, his breath as weak as a candle in the wind, even his eyelids unable to tremble. Only his chest trembled slightly, as if making a final stand.
"I wonder if completely obliterating these Five Elements Ancestors will allow my Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body to reach the seventh-grade perfection realm in one fell swoop?" Su Mo stared at the figure in his palm, his fingertips gently caressing the Chaos Chains, a burning expectation flashing in his eyes. A third-grade perfection Quasi-Immortal King is comparable to several, or even more, second-grade perfection Quasi-Immortal Kings.
Immediately afterward, Su Mo's thoughts shifted, and the Five Elements Ancestor in his palm transformed into a stream of light, which he then took into the chaotic prison deep within his natal immortal domain, echoing the sealed Xuan Yang and Xuan Yin Elders and the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal.
“Next, we should lure the Eighteenth Prince’s people over.” Su Mo stood up, his green robe fluttering in the breeze, the fluttering fabric carrying a faint primordial purple aura. His gaze pierced through the barrier of the Primordial Immortal Realm, looking towards the direction of Taiyu Star Abyss, a calculating smile curving his lips.
As he spoke, Su Mo waved his hand, and a figure appeared out of thin air on the grass not far from him. It was Qianye Golden Immortal. At this moment, his eyes were empty and dull, and his face was as stiff as a stone sculpture, like a puppet without a soul. Although he still maintained the aura of a ninth-grade Golden Immortal, he had no independent consciousness and could only be driven by Su Mo's will.
"Begin, contact your immortal avatar."
Su Mo spoke calmly, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable will, which entered Qianye Jinxian's ears like the heavenly voice of the Great Dao, stirring the last remaining divine sense within him.
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light finally appeared in Qianye Jinxian's empty eyes—fragments of divine consciousness that had been forcibly awakened. He mechanically raised his hand, a faint golden light condensing at his fingertips. His divine consciousness, like an invisible arrow, tore through the barrier of the Hongmeng Immortal Realm, traversed endless time and space, pierced through layers of chaotic barriers, and sped towards the direction of Taiyu Xingyuan.
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In the central part of Taiyu Star Abyss, within a chaotic dark tide.
The chaotic energy here was as black as ink, churning endlessly like boiling tar, carrying a violent power that devoured everything. Even the divine sense of a seventh-grade Golden Immortal could not penetrate it; a slight misstep would result in being swept into the depths of the dark tide and eternally doomed. Only the occasional flash of dark purple lightning, like a venomous snake's tongue, pierced the darkness, briefly illuminating the hideous chaotic crystals deep within the dark tide. These crystals were covered with sharp spikes, emanating an aura that corroded the Great Dao, even slightly distorting space itself.
A figure sat cross-legged on a chaotic primordial stone at the deepest part of the dark tide, eyes closed. His entire body was enveloped in a dense aura of darkness, like a flowing robe of ink, seemingly merging with the surrounding chaotic tide, like a slumbering black hole absorbing the surrounding dark energy. Each breath resonated with the rhythm of the dark tide, drawing the surrounding dark energy into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, refining it into pure cultivation. This made his aura increasingly concentrated, faintly exuding the pressure of a ninth-grade Golden Immortal.
This person is the strongest immortal incarnation under the command of Thousand Nights Golden Immortal, and has already stepped into the realm of a ninth-grade Golden Immortal.
Suddenly, the immortal avatar of the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal frowned sharply. His previously steady aura became chaotic, and the dark energy around him surged like a raging torrent, forming black vortexes. His tightly closed eyes snapped open, and a golden divine imprint flashed in his dark pupils. The imprint disappeared in an instant, quickly replaced by intense anxiety and unease, as if he had heard the worst possible news.
"Damn it, that was actually bait deliberately laid out by His Highness the Thirteenth Prince." A trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal's immortal avatar. He slammed his palm down on the Chaos Primordial Stone beneath him. With a "bang," the incomparably hard primordial stone was smashed into powder and scattered into the dark tide of chaos.
Then, with a swift movement, the dark aura around him surged dramatically, like a lit fuse of gunpowder, exploding instantly. He transformed into a black light condensed to its extreme, tearing through the shackles of the chaotic dark tide, and shot out at a speed approaching the limit of a ninth-grade Golden Immortal.
The black light tore through the chaotic void, leaving a long, dark trail. The chaotic airflow along the way was forcibly cleaved apart, forming a brief vacuum zone. Even the stable spacetime barrier at the edge of the dark tide was rippled out, and the ripples could not be calmed for a long time.
In the blink of an eye, the black light vanished into the vast chaotic void, leaving only the churning chaotic currents, as if no one had ever cultivated there. Only a wisp of ripples remained in the void, proving that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.
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Deep within the Xuan Ye Palace, the halls were shrouded in a dim starlight. The beams and pillars were carved with ferocious dark beasts, their mouths baring fangs and their eyes glowing with an eerie light, spitting out wisps of dark energy, rendering the entire palace both sinister and majestic.
The ground was paved with chaotic black stone, reflecting the star map on the dome. Each star corresponded to a dark rule, emanating a chilling pressure.
The eighteenth prince sat regally on the throne, his long black robe embroidered with dark gold star trail runes that swirled slightly with his breath, as if deducing the workings of the universe. He gripped the armrest of the throne tightly with one hand. The armrest, forged from a mixture of Nine Heavens Profound Iron and Chaos Star Sand, was as hard as a quasi-Immortal King's magic weapon, yet it was now cracking and splintering in his palm, spiderweb-like cracks spreading along his finger marks, and debris falling in a flurry, as if it would shatter completely at any moment.
Below him, the immortal avatar of the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal stood with his head bowed, his body slightly bent, respectfully reporting the message transmitted by divine thought. His voice trembled slightly due to tension, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest, not even daring to raise his head.
"That thirteenth prince, how dare he scheme against me!"
The eighteenth prince's voice was deep and rumbling like thunder, echoing within the hall, carrying suppressed rage that seemed ready to erupt at any moment. His eyes churned with a dark storm, a storm containing endless coldness and killing intent. The dark aura around him suddenly condensed, spreading like ink dripping into water, causing the temperature in the hall to plummet, as if freezing the entire hall, making even the air thick and heavy.
"A first-order quasi-immortal king? Then let Zi Yuan go." A cold glint flashed in the eighteenth prince's eyes as he tapped his fingertips lightly on the armrest, each tap deepening the crack. "In case the thirteenth prince has any other tricks up his sleeve, let Qiong Gao follow behind, just in case."
The next second...
"Whoosh..."
The eighteenth prince suddenly waved his long sleeves, and two streaks of light shot out from them: one purple light, as sharp as lightning and as condensed as a needle, pierced through the dark palace, carrying an incomparably sharp killing intent. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp shriek; the other light, as heavy as a mountain and as thick as a cloud, contained a steady suppressive power. Wherever the light passed, the surrounding darkness was forced back.
Two streaks of light pierced the darkness within the hall, tearing through the void the instant they touched the hall's door, leaving behind two distorted spatial rifts. They sped away like two shooting stars, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.
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