jdhmnovel Chapter 1045 Eighth Level Perfected True Immortal
Chapter 1045 Eighth Level Perfected True Immortal
Billions of years have passed, and the battles across the Nine Realms have reached a fever pitch. The battlefield has spread from the borders between realms to the heartland. Once-prosperous immortal cities have been reduced to ruins, and brilliant star fields have become scorched earth. Broken immortal weapons and shattered immortal bodies can be seen everywhere, along with the thick, unyielding stench of blood that permeates the void.
Every single second, countless illusory immortals perish. Their divine souls vanish before they can even unleash their full brilliance, their immortal blood staining vast starfields crimson, transforming into blood-red nebulae floating in the void. Over billions of years, the number of illusory immortals who have perished has long exceeded ten trillion. The entire Nine Realms Continent seems to be shrouded in darkness by this endless carnage. Even when sunlight pierces through the clouds, it carries a chilling aura, as if heaven and earth are mourning this ceaseless war.
In the Iron Arm Mountains, among the thousands of fortresses, apart from Fortress No. 507, which is secretly protected by Su Mo's divine consciousness avatar, there are less than a hundred fortresses where the old people who were there from the beginning can still be found. For these Void Immortals and Celestial Immortals, the Nine Realms Immortal War is simply too dangerous. To have survived billions of years of fighting is already an incredible stroke of luck.
Fortress No. 507, hidden within a secret cave.
With a soft "poof," the last wisp of pale golden true immortal essence around the corpse of a late-stage eighth-rank true immortal floating beside the Heart of the Universe completely dissipated. Its immortal body shattered like weathered rock, eventually turning into dust and merging into the surging chaotic air currents of the Cosmic Sea, leaving not even a trace behind.
next second...
"boom......."
A terrifying pressure, enough to shatter even a near-ninth-grade True Immortal's soul, surged forth from Su Mo like ten thousand immortal mountains collapsing simultaneously or a tsunami suddenly bursting its banks! This pressure wasn't violently rampant, but rather carried a crushing weight, relentlessly impacting the Ten Directions Limitless Array surrounding the cave heaven. The array patterns flickered violently, emitting a groan of unbearable strain, as if they were about to collapse at any moment; even the Time-Space Immortal Seal at the array's core trembled slightly, causing the River of Time below to surge with towering waves, the roar echoing throughout the entire cave heaven, each wave carrying a terrifying power capable of tearing through space and time.
Ninety-three billion years have passed in the outside world, while nearly four thousand two hundred chaotic eras have occurred within the cave world.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were initially filled with chaotic turmoil, as if the universe was being created and destroyed, before quickly returning to clarity, as deep as the ancient starry sky.
After devouring and refining sixty-two early-stage eighth-grade True Immortal corpses, forty-eight mid-stage eighth-grade True Immortal corpses, and thirteen late-stage eighth-grade True Immortal corpses, his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body finally broke through the bottleneck and successfully entered the seventh level of perfection!
At this moment, he sat upright atop the Twenty-Fourth Grade Primordial Purple Lotus, its petals shimmering with a warm, radiant light. A faint aura of primordial purple energy enveloped his body, and every inch of his skin seemed forged from primordial gold, exuding an indestructible quality. Every gesture he made stirred the laws of space and time within his grotto-heaven, even his breathing possessing a strange rhythm—when he inhaled, the river of time seemed to freeze for a moment; when he exhaled, it was as if countless universes were being born and dying in the sea of time, evolving the Dao's trajectory of "formation, existence, decay, and emptiness."
"Next is the eighth level, infusing the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture."
[You continued cultivating the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture. After 12000 cosmic eras, you successfully broke through to the eighth level of the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture.]
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"Boom..."
In an instant, the mysterious divine light deep within Su Mo's sea of consciousness, which had always been shrouded in a hazy halo and whose true form was difficult to discern, trembled slightly, as if an ancient behemoth that had slumbered for billions of years had suddenly awakened. A terrifying power that would make even a half-step Golden Immortal tremble surged forth from within his natal sea of time, rushing forth like a celestial river bursting its banks, frantically washing over his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body.
That immense power carried the primordial aura of the newly opened Immortal Realm. Wherever it passed, the primordial energy on Su Mo's body suddenly boiled, transforming into a churning sea of chaotic clouds. Every inch of his skin and every tendon emitted a subtle hum, as if countless universes were collapsing and reorganizing within it, evolving the ultimate truths of the Great Dao.
The Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body, which was originally indestructible and comparable to a quasi-eighth-grade True Immortal artifact, is now undergoing a violent transformation like refined iron in a furnace. More complex Primordial Runes have emerged in its flesh and blood, and the trajectory of the birth and death of the universe has been imprinted on its bones, rapidly advancing towards the eighth level of the True Immortal Body.
The terrifying aura surged like a volcanic eruption, breaking through the confinement of the Ten Directions Limitless Array in the blink of an eye. The array eye formed by the seven-colored divine seals trembled violently, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain. The array patterns broke inch by inch, and the entire array was on the verge of disintegration.
Fortunately, Su Mo was prepared. Around the cave, the eighty-nine illusory spirits left behind opened their eyes at the same time, their gazes sharp as swords, and they all made their moves—some waved their hands to create dazzling star rivers, while others formed hand seals to summon the phantoms of majestic divine mountains. In an instant, they set up one True Immortal Array after another, which were frantically stacked and interlocked.
Azure Dragon Formation, White Tiger Formation, Mysterious Heaven Formation... countless formation patterns intertwine to form a dense, impenetrable net, locking the surging momentum firmly within the cave, preventing it from leaking out even a fraction no matter how it clashed.
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An hour later.
Su Mo's aura surged to its peak, surpassing even that of a ninth-grade early-stage True Immortal.
The more you progress through the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Scripture, the more terrifying the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body becomes.
At this moment, he was able to fight a mid-stage ninth-rank True Immortal head-on without being at a disadvantage, relying solely on his own body.
"Next, I will break through my cultivation level and infuse the Primordial Mysterious Female True Immortal Scripture."
[You continue cultivating the Primordial Mysterious Female True Immortal Scripture. After 15000 cosmic eras, you successfully break through to the Eighth Grade Perfect True Immortal.]
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"Boom..."
Su Mo's divine body trembled, and his aura, which had begun to decline after completing his breakthrough, surged wildly again, like a flame doused with boiling oil! The True Immortal power within his body surged like a tsunami, and the shackles of his seventh-grade Perfect True Immortal cultivation shattered instantly, allowing him to step into the early stage of the eighth-level True Immortal realm in the blink of an eye. But this was by no means the end. The vast energy continued to surge within his body, and his cultivation soared like a galloping horse, rapidly advancing from the early, middle, and late stages of the eighth level... towards the perfection of the eighth level, unstoppable.
"Bang... bang..."
Within the Sea of Origin, the corpses of eighth-grade True Immortals, suspended above the Heart of the Universe, were visibly shriveling up like skins squeezed dry by an invisible force. Their pale golden True Immortal essence transformed into wisps of light, frantically devoured by Su Mo's immortal body. One after another, they were reduced to ashes in the chaotic currents of the Sea of Origin, vanishing completely without a trace.
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An hour later.
The primordial energy surrounding Su Mo had become so dense as to be almost tangible, forming a chaotic cocoon of light that enveloped the cave.
A terrifying pressure, so powerful that even the late-stage ninth-rank True Immortal of the Fire Crow Clan, suppressed deep within the Sea of Time, was ashamed of himself, emanated from the cocoon of light, as if a great god from ancient times was about to break free from the cocoon, shaking the entire cave heaven.
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A few more breaths passed.
"Click."
A crack appeared in the chaotic cocoon of light, and Su Mo slowly opened his tightly closed eyes. Two beams of primordial divine light shot into the sky from his eyes, then quickly receded. A sense of relief flashed through his mind: fortunately, there was the Nine Domains Continent, this top-quality hunting ground, and the thirteen illusory spirit bodies tirelessly searching for "prey" for him day and night, which allowed him to accumulate such a terrifying True Immortal Origin in such a short time.
If this were outside, it would take an unknown amount of time to break through to the eighth-grade perfect True Immortal without causing any commotion.
In just one hour, he devoured and refined the immortal essence of forty-two late-stage eighth-rank True Immortals, thirty-eight peak eighth-rank True Immortals, and sixteen perfect eighth-rank True Immortals before finally breaking through to the perfect eighth rank.
This is simply redefining people's understanding.
In a short while, the hint of relief in Su Mo's eyes was replaced by undisguised excitement. Breaking through to the eighth-grade perfect True Immortal consumed far more energy than he had expected, but the increase in combat power was also as great. Now, with just his physical body, he was confident that he could defeat most of the late-stage ninth-level True Immortals; once he set up the Thousand Gods Formation, his overall combat power would far surpass that of a perfect half-step Golden Immortal.
Looking across the nine immortal realms, apart from the nine supreme immortal golden immortals, perhaps only those half-step golden immortals who wield immortal golden immortal artifacts can rival him.
"Good! Everything is ready. It's time to invite those half-step Golden Immortals from the Fire Crow Clan to 'come knocking'."
As he spoke, Su Mo looked up at the outside of the cave, his gaze like two invisible swords piercing through layers of spatial barriers, landing directly in the direction of the Falling Phoenix Valley in the True Extreme Domain. A cold smile appeared on his lips, carrying a hint of anticipation before the hunt.
next second...
Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, and a command as condensed as metal, carrying his will, directly crossed the spatial distance of thousands of cosmic years, and entered the sea of consciousness of Qingxu Moral True Monarch in Falling Phoenix Valley with the precision of a shooting star.
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