CHAPTER 108 — Immortal vs. Abyss: The Sky-Shattering Duel
The world shook the moment the Immortal Spirit took his first step onto mortal soil. The sky roared in defiance, clouds spiraling violently as though the heavens themselves were unsure whether to bow or break under the sudden presence of a being who had transcended their laws.
Lin Xuan stood beside the Immortal Spirit, spear glowing with solar brilliance, lightning coursing through the metal like liquid stars. The Sect Master took position behind them, sword humming with Saint-grade ferocity.
Above them, the abyss crack widened—
A grotesque rift clawing deeper into the sky.
And through it, the Abyssal Ancestor's monstrous limb forced its way into the world.
A colossal black claw bigger than mountains tore through the fissure, its talons dripping abyssal corruption that ate through the clouds like acid.
The Immortal Spirit raised his hand.
"Stand firm, cultivators of Cloudsky. The heavens witness your resolve."
Then—
He struck.
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1. A Collision of Immortal Might and Abyssal Power
A golden palmprint blasted upward.
It wasn't light.
It wasn't qi.
It was pure Immortal will, condensed into a strike strong enough to rewrite air, shatter mountains, and distort time itself around its edges.
It slammed into the abyssal claw.
BOOOOOOOOOM!!!
The sky detonated.
Black and gold spiraled violently, clashing with such intensity that entire sections of the sky dimmed while others lit up like miniature suns. Waves of power rolled outward, blowing apart mountaintops and vaporizing abyssal beasts by the thousands.
Lin dug his heels into the stone as raw power cascaded downward.
Behind him, Bai and Wen braced themselves against the storm.
Mu erected frost barriers that shattered instantly but bought them precious seconds.
Dragon-Bai clung to Lin's shoulder, tiny claws gripping deep to avoid being swept away.
The Sect Master's sword dug into the ground as he anchored the formation, preventing the entire Main Peak from being ripped apart.
The Immortal Spirit pressed forward, eyes blazing.
"Back to your pit, creature!"
The Abyssal Ancestor laughed.
A single laugh—
That shook the sky down to its foundation.
> "MORTAL TRASH. YOUR ARROGANCE AMUSES ME."
The abyssal claw flexed and pushed back.
The golden palmprint cracked.
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2. Lin Joins the Battle
Lin Xuan snarled and thrust his spear upward.
"Solar Collapse—Stellar Spear Burst!"
A beam of concentrated solar fusion shot upward like a lance fired from a god's chariot. It pierced the residue of abyssal miasma and stabbed straight into the Ancestor's claw.
The claw recoiled half an inch.
Just half an inch—
But enough to make the Immortal Spirit glance sideways.
His eyes gleamed with approval.
"You wield your world's power well, child."
Lin gritted his teeth.
Lightning exploded around him, infusing the solar beam with tribulation might.
Below, the entire sect saw it—
A cultivator not even at the golden core realm…
Standing shoulder-to-shoulder with an Immortal.
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3. The Abyssal Ancestor Reveals His Intent
The crack widened.
More claws pressed through.
A fragment of a horn.
The outline of a jaw lined with cosmic teeth.
The Ancestor forced more of himself into the world with brute strength alone.
His voice rumbled:
> "SHOW YOUR WORLD TO ME, BOY."
"IT WILL MAKE A FINE NURTURING POND FOR MY DEMIGOD ASCENSION."
Lin's blood ran cold.
Saint Shengyuan had warned him—
His inner earth was:
Too young
Too law-light
Too defenseless
Lacking a world-will to resist corruption
To the Ancestor, it was perfect raw material.
A furnace.
A cocoon.
A sacrifice.
Lin roared back, power shaking the peak:
"COME AND TAKE IT!"
The Ancestor's presence throbbed with murderous amusement.
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4. The Immortal Spirit Unleashes a Forbidden Move
The Immortal Spirit raised both hands.
Gold ignited across his armor.
Wings of pure radiance spread from his back.
His spiritual pressure became unbearable, forcing everyone except Lin to their knees.
"Lin Xuan," he warned quietly, "brace yourself."
Lin gripped his spear until his knuckles bled.
The Immortal Spirit whispered a single command to the heavens:
> "DAWN—FALL."
The sky erupted.
A miniature sun exploded above them, its rays slicing the abyssal claw into ash. Space trembled. Air rippled. Abyssal energy screamed as it was erased.
The Ancestor howled.
A howl that broke clouds.
That curdled blood.
That shook mountains across the continent.
> "YOU DARE BURN ME, INSECT?!"
But the Immortal Spirit staggered.
The attack drained him.
Even an Immortal manifestation had limits in the mortal realm.
Lin surged forward, catching the Spirit before he fell.
"You alright?"
"I am…," the Spirit gasped, "but my time here diminishes. If this continues, the Ancestor will tear fully through the crack… before my projection stabilizes."
Lin's jaw tightened.
Then—
A shiver ran down his spine.
Dragon-Bai's scales bristled.
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5. The Ancient Presence Approaches
Dragon-Bai leapt from Lin's shoulder, landing on the stone.
Gold flames swirled around him.
His wings spread.
Eyes turned vertical like a true dragon.
He arched his neck toward the sky.
And then—
ROOOOOAAAAR!!!
A pure, ancient, regal dragon roar blasted from his tiny body with the force to shake mountains.
The echo rolled across the continent.
A heartbeat of silence followed.
Then—
The world vibrated.
From beyond distant clouds, beyond mountains, beyond realms—
Another roar answered.
This one was older.
Deeper.
More primal.
So vast it felt like it came from the very bones of the world.
ROOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!!!
It shook the heavens.
It shattered nearby peaks.
It sent abyssal beasts fleeing in terror.
It made even the Abyssal Ancestor pause.
Dragon-Bai froze, eyes widening—
Recognition.
Lin's breath caught.
The Immortal Spirit's eyes snapped open in shock.
"That… that is no ordinary dragon."
The abyssal claw withdrew slightly, as if sensing danger.
And far away—
Something ancient began to awaken.
Something with dragon blood older than history.
Something coming closer.
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