jdhmnovel Chapter 1112 Oh no, there's an ambush.
Chapter 1112 Oh no, there's an ambush.
A glint flashed in Su Mo's eyes, like two ancient, dormant stars suddenly illuminating, bursting forth with a terrifying sharp light that pierced the tranquility of the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace. Then, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, concealing a hint of barely suppressed anticipation, and even more so, a chilling killing intent—the main course he had been waiting for was finally about to be served.
next second...
Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, and his soul, like a stream of light breaking through the constraints of time and space, instantly traversed the void of twenty trillion cosmic years and precisely merged into the sea of consciousness of a spiritual illusory body scattered at the edge of the monitoring network, without the slightest stagnation.
Then, with the help of the eyes of this illusory spiritual body, he looked into the depths of chaos, piercing through layers of chaotic turbulence and spacetime folds, and saw the distant scene clearly, even the patterns on the other ship's hull were clearly visible.
"Six sixth-rank Golden Immortals and fifteen fifth-rank Golden Immortals, these old fogies certainly think highly of me." Su Mo sneered inwardly, his fingertips lightly tapping on the Dao Platform, producing a rhythmic sound, as if accompanying the impending battle. This lineup had gathered almost all the elite sixth-rank and fifth-rank Golden Immortals available in the southern part of Kongyuan Star Abyss, clearly determined to completely eliminate him, this "variable," to prevent future troubles.
"Unfortunately, you know nothing of my power."
A hint of mockery appeared in Su Mo's eyes, along with a burning fighting spirit, like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing its world-destroying power, waiting only for a command to unleash it.
Six sixth-rank Golden Immortals, the strongest of whom is a peak sixth-rank Golden Immortal—this is practically a "great tonic" delivered to our doorstep. If we can capture them all, not only will breaking through to the fourth rank with the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body be a breeze, but even reaching the fourth-rank perfection with the Primordial Void Extreme Immortal Scripture will be more than enough. If we're lucky, the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body might even leap to the fourth-rank perfection realm in one fell swoop.
At that time, relying solely on his true form, he would likely be able to rival some eighth-rank Golden Immortals; once he unleashes all his trump cards, he would be quite confident in suppressing even a ninth-rank Golden Immortal, truly joining the ranks of the top powerhouses of the Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom and becoming a giant in his own right.
"No rush. Let those old fogies go a little deeper before we make our move." Su Mo suppressed the restlessness in his heart, his divine sense flowing through his spiritual illusion body with an undeniable calmness. "So as not to fail at the last minute and let those old fogies find a weakness and escape."
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The Tomb of the Three Yang Immortals is located two trillion cosmic years away.
"Whoosh..."
A golden streak of light tore through the chaotic turbulence, its speed so extreme that even the most powerful fifth-grade immortal artifacts could not match it, leaving only a fleeting afterimage. Where the streak of light passed, the chaotic air currents were forcibly cleaved open, creating a vacuum passage. The walls of the passage flared with intense heat from the friction, resembling a golden fire dragon piercing through the chaos, its power unparalleled.
It was a thirty-six-story ship about a million feet long, made entirely of chaotic golden crystal. Under the light, it reflected a dazzling light that made people afraid to look directly at it, as if it were made of billions of stars.
The ship's hull was engraved with countless profound Dao patterns, from the "earth, fire, water, and wind" at the bottom to the "time, space, cause, and effect" at the top. Countless immortal rules were interwoven within, like a living Dao diagram, flowing with a heart-palpitating power. The dense aura of immortality spread out like a tangible wave, one after another, causing even a fifth-rank Golden Immortal to feel a chill and subconsciously hold their breath, afraid of disturbing the beings on board.
On the top deck of the ship, a magnificent golden temple floats in mid-air. The ceiling is inlaid with 108 fist-sized star crystals, each containing the primordial power of a starry sea, radiating a soft yet powerful starlight, making the entire temple look like a heavenly palace, sacred and majestic, inspiring awe in all who behold it.
Six colossal beings sat side-by-side on the highest divine thrones, each ten thousand feet tall, their bodies seemingly forged from the very source of chaos. Their faces were obscured, only the halos of rules surrounding them visible—the ultimate manifestation of the rules, representing their profound control over the Great Dao. Each halo contained world-destroying power. Their auras were incredibly powerful, far exceeding that of the Xuan Yin Ancestor, a peak fifth-rank Golden Immortal, by more than ten times. Their mere presence caused the space within the temple to slightly distort, as if it might collapse at any moment, and even the flow of time slowed considerably.
On the first divine throne on the left, a purple-gold figure was wrapped in chains of lightning. The chains made a crisp "crack" sound when they collided, each sound like a judgment of the Great Dao, causing the golden immortals below to tremble in their souls and dare not show the slightest disrespect—it was the strongest sixth-grade peak golden immortal.
On the other five divine thrones sat a crimson figure wreathed in flames, a pale blue figure covered in ice crystals, a dark red figure churning in blood mist, a verdant figure entwined with vines, and a gray-white figure intertwined with the aura of reincarnation. Among them were two late-stage sixth-rank Golden Immortals and four mid-stage sixth-rank Golden Immortals. Although their auras were inferior to that of the peak sixth-rank Golden Immortal, they each had their own strengths and exuded a domineering pressure. Each of them was an unparalleled existence who could dominate the Void Origin Star Abyss. With a stomp of their feet, the entire Void Origin Star Abyss would tremble.
Below them, fifteen slightly smaller divine thrones were arranged in a row, each occupied by a fifth-rank Golden Immortal. Their cultivation levels ranged from the initial stage to the perfect stage, varying considerably. Among them was the Xuan Yin Ancestor's Xuan Yang True Body. Yin and Yang energies circulated around him, and his gaze occasionally swept across the chaos before him, carrying a complex mix of fear and worry—both of the mysterious enemy and of the Xuan Yin True Body.
At this moment, the temple was completely silent. No one spoke, and even their breathing was so soft that it was almost inaudible. From the peak sixth-rank Golden Immortal with purple-gold hair to the lowest-ranking fifth-rank early-stage Golden Immortal, everyone's eyes were filled with solemnity, and even a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.
Each of them pushed their divine senses to the limit, like invisible tentacles, constantly exploring the chaotic void within a range of billions of cosmic years, not letting go of even the slightest fluctuation of airflow or the slightest anomaly in the rules, for fear of falling into a trap or ambush set by the other side.
The fact that the mysterious force could capture five peak fifth-rank Golden Immortals and forty-three fourth-rank and below Golden Immortals in just a few breaths is no ordinary feat. Even with the advantage of terrain and the power of the grand formation, it is impossible for an ordinary sixth-rank Golden Immortal to accomplish this—it would require at least a late-stage sixth-rank Golden Immortal to personally take action, or multiple early-stage and mid-stage sixth-rank Golden Immortals to join forces to set up the killing trap.
If one were to accidentally step into the other side's trap, even with six sixth-rank Golden Immortals on their side, forming a formidable force, a slight misstep could result in a great loss, or even casualties.
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Time flowed slowly amidst the tense vigilance of the Golden Immortals. Year after year passed, and the magnificent ship traversed the chaos, leaving a golden trail, like a scar carved into the primordial chaos. Soon, a hundred years had passed.
The thirty-six-story ship was less than three hundred billion cosmic years away from the Three Yang Immortal Tomb. The chaotic air ahead began to thicken, like solidified amber. A hazy, deathly mist could be faintly seen stretching across the void like a curtain, emitting a chilling aura of death. Even the surrounding light was completely swallowed up, as if a giant beast had opened its jaws to devour people.
"Oh no, an ambush! Quick, get out of this void at once!"
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