Chapter 303 Tang San Departs for Another Realm, Quasi-Immortal Emperor Appears!
Upon hearing this, Shi Yunfeng quickly stepped forward and bowed his head in reply:
"Replying to the Immortal Lord."
"With the Qingyun Sect protecting us from the outside, everything is fine in the village."
"The children are also very diligent in their practice."
In the stone village, a peaceful white mist swirls around.
Jiang Chen looked at the children lifting the tripod and nodded slightly.
Just then, Liu Shen, who was standing to the side, gently stepped forward and took half a step.
Her plain white dress fluttered gently in the breeze as she turned her gaze from the children to the endless, distant depths of the wilderness.
"Fellow Daoist."
Liu Shen's voice was as ethereal as ever, but this time it carried an unusual heaviness.
"Now that Shicun is safe and sound, I would like to go to the remote borderlands."
She recalled the scenes she had seen when her divine sense spread out at the edge of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"In that great battle, the Eight-Armed Soul Clan and other tribes followed me and fought bloody battles, standing at the forefront."
"Now I have returned from the ashes, but they will suffer the curse for generations to come."
"I must personally resolve this cause and effect."
"The curses that were placed deep in their blood should also be removed by me, the former sacrificial spirit."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at her.
He understood the knot in Liu Shen's heart.
As a supreme being who once charged into and out of foreign lands nine times, it would be impossible for anyone to remain indifferent to seeing their loyal followers reduced to such a state.
"Go."
Jiang Chen didn't try to persuade him to stay; he simply agreed in a calm tone.
"Now that the foundation of the Primordial Celestial Court has been established, you should indeed clean up the mess left behind from back then."
"If you encounter any ignorant and powerful families that refuse to help you, don't hold back, just wipe them out."
Liu Shen nodded slightly, without saying another word of politeness.
A soft green halo emanated from her, and a crystal-clear willow leaf flashed and disappeared in the void.
In the next instant, this peerless ancestral spirit tore through the boundary wall, transforming into a stream of light and heading towards its destination.
...
at the same time.
The Perfect World, beyond the borderlands and imperial passes.
The wind, carrying an intense, lingering stench of blood, howled mercilessly across the uneven, ravaged battlefield.
In the dark red swamp, broken weapons and the enormous corpses of alien creatures lay scattered.
Tang San knelt in the muddy pool of blood, his hands still in that comical, outstretched grasping posture.
But there was nothing in front of him.
The high and mighty Primordial Immortal Lord never even glanced at him for a moment.
The icy wind lashed at Tang San's face like a knife until he slowly lowered his arm.
Quiet.
There was nothing around except the sound of the wind.
But Tang San's heart was filled with hatred.
He looked up at the sky. In the rules of this perfect world, although there was no huge light screen in the sky, Tang San's mind was extremely clear at this moment.
live streaming!
His every move now, the scene of him waving his arms like a madman and begging for mercy but being ignored, was all broadcast live to Douluo Continent!
All living beings on the entire Douluo Continent are watching him at this moment!
The thought of this made Tang San feel extremely distressed.
He dared not think about how many people would laugh at him right now.
Even those ordinary soul masters and commoners who were once trampled under his feet and regarded as ants by him are probably pointing at the light screen now, laughing at Tang San without restraint as an absolute clown!
"Why..."
Tang San bit his own lip until it bled, and the warm, metallic taste spread in his mouth, but he seemed oblivious.
"I possess twin martial souls! I am skilled in the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques! I am a genius who has lived two lives!"
"Why doesn't he even look at me?!"
Tang San's eyes gradually became bloodshot.
He hates it!
He hated that arrogant and haughty Primordial Immortal Lord!
He considers himself superior, but he's blind and can't see the incredible potential hidden within Tang San.
He hated that arrogant ancestral spirit, the Willow God!
He was standing right next to him, but he wouldn't say a word of introduction, leaving him kneeling in the mud like a beggar.
But the one he hated the most was that little kid named Shi Hao!
Who does he think he is?
Tang San pounded his fists in the mud, his face contorted in pain.
"Isn't he just a bastard from a desolate village in the lower realm? A piece of trash who can't even protect a single bone, why should he be accepted as a personal disciple by the Immortal Lord? Why should he be able to enjoy the supreme resources of the Primordial Immortal Court?"
"That should have been my spot! That was my chance, Tang San's destiny!"
Tang San roared madly in his heart.
He felt that the whole world was against him, that everyone was suppressing him, and that everyone was preventing him from reaching the pinnacle of immortality.
Since the self-proclaimed righteous Primordial Immortal Court doesn't give him a chance, and since the immortal gates are firmly closed to him...
Thinking of this, Tang San slowly stood up from the blood.
"If you are unrighteous, don't blame me for being unjust."
After saying that, Tang San turned around, leaving his back to the Imperial Pass and to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
He raised his head, his gaze passing over the bottomless chasm and looking towards the other side of the abyss.
Foreign land.
Although Jiang Chen had just forced them back with a single palm strike, the horizon was still filled with thick, impenetrable black mist.
"So what if there's no immortal lord paving the way?"
Tang San raised his left hand and looked at the phantom image of the Clear Sky Hammer that appeared in his palm.
"I, Tang San, am destined to become the ruler of this plane."
"If the light will not accept me, then I will conquer the darkness!"
"As long as I can gain power, as long as I can repay you a hundredfold, a thousandfold, for the humiliation you suffered today..."
"So what if it's a foreign land? So what if I'm an immortal king?"
With that thought in mind, he dragged his weary body without the slightest hesitation and limped off onto the road to the depths of the abyss.
He was going to search for those exotic artifacts left behind on the battlefield, and to absorb the dark matter left behind by the immortals.
He wants to use foreign magic to slap the face of the Primordial Celestial Court!
...
At the same time, at the very end of this vast world.
There are no sun, moon, or stars here, no spring, summer, autumn, or winter, only an endless ocean.
Boundary sea.
Every drop of seawater here is a fragmented universe;
Every wave that rises and falls buries the glory of an era.
Even a Celestial King-level giant is like a small boat in this vast ocean. If he is not careful, he will lose his way and eventually be destroyed by the waves of the Boundary Sea.
And at the deepest part of the Boundary Sea, at the edge of the ultimate ancient land that transcends endless darkness.
A massive, indescribable black continent floats in the air.
In the center of the continent stands an ancient imperial palace.
Deep within the main hall, there was no light, only darkness.
Three imperial thrones, pieced together from the bones of the strongest beings across countless eras, are arranged in a triangular pattern in the void.
On the imperial throne sat three figures whose faces were obscured by dense chaotic energy and black mist.
They didn't even need to breathe; the aura emanating naturally from their bodies caused the waves of the boundary sea outside the main hall to constantly break and recombine.
Quasi-Immortal Emperor!
Azure Emperor, swan emperor, feather emperor!
Suddenly, the Azure Emperor, who was sitting in the very center, slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes had no pupils, only two illusory star fields that were constantly collapsing and being reborn.
"There is a string connecting the chessboard that has broken."
The Azure Emperor's voice was hoarse and hollow, as if it came from the source of the long river of time, without a trace of human emotion.
The Hong Emperor on the left also revived.
He wore a purple-gold imperial crown, surrounded by the primordial purple aura of the beginning of all things.
But within that purple aura, one felt a chill run down their spine.
"He's nothing more than a pawn in our game."
Emperor Hong spoke indifferently, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest of his throne.
"That junior borrowed a trace of the power of the Boundary Sea back then, so he can be considered to have some talent."
"If someone dies, they die; it's not worth mentioning."
For beings of their caliber, the so-called Celestial King is nothing more than a speck of dust on a chessboard that can be discarded at any time.
"The death of a chess piece is indeed insignificant."
The Azure Emperor slowly turned his gaze, his eyes seemingly piercing through the waves of the Boundary Sea for billions of miles, landing directly in the direction of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"But interestingly, I couldn't deduce anything from the River of Cause and Effect just now."
Upon hearing this, not only Emperor Hong, but even Emperor Yu, who had remained silent until now, suddenly opened his eyes.
Behind the Feather Emperor, a pair of divine wings, powerful enough to sever the laws of the universe, faintly appeared.
However, the tips of those wings had long been completely eroded into pure black by the dark matter.
"Can't be calculated?"
"With the three of us sitting in the ultimate ancient land, overlooking the past, present, and future, what in all the heavens and myriad realms is there cause and effect that we cannot see?"
The Azure Emperor did not answer immediately.
He extended a finger enveloped in dark matter and gently traced a line in the void before him.
A corner of the long river of time has been forcibly torn open.
The scene begins to play in reverse, showing Li Changsheng suppressing the beings in the Boundary Sea and the scene at the Borderland Imperial Pass.
However, when the scene reached a crucial moment, the originally clear river of time suddenly became chaotic.
It was as if there was an absolute curtain that forcefully blocked out that space and time.
Any probing force that gets close will be instantly dissolved by an aura.
Even that assimilative force spread along the river of time, seemingly trying to erode the Azure Emperor's fingers in reverse.
"Break".
The Azure Emperor decisively withdrew his finger, allowing that river of time to close again.
A brief silence fell over the main hall where the three Quasi-Immortal Emperors were located.
"An anomaly."
Emperor Hong stared at the closing void, his face beneath the purple-gold imperial crown gradually becoming solemn.
"In those wastelands of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, where the laws are broken, even a flawless True Immortal is hard to be born. How could they possibly give birth to an anomaly that can shield us from our deductions?"
"It's not just him."
The Azure Emperor spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of coldness.
"Next to that anomaly, I also sensed a familiar aura."
"Back then, that overconfident man, who single-handedly stormed the border sea dike, trying to peek into the source of darkness—that willow tree."
Upon hearing this name, Emperor Yu snorted coldly.
"That weed is still alive?"
"If she hadn't run away so fast back then, leaving only a charred piece of lightning-struck wood to escape back to the mortal realm, I would have uprooted her long ago."
The three quasi-immortal emperors exchanged glances.
An anomaly shielded from the long river of time, plus an ancestral spirit reborn from the ashes.
This has gone beyond what they originally planned.
"This anomaly seems to have established a lineage called the Primordial Celestial Court, seeking to unify the power of the lower realms," Hongdi said in a profound tone.
"If left unchecked, it might become a stumbling block for us."
"Since he is an anomaly, let's see if he is qualified to make a move on this chessboard."
Suddenly, a drop of blood as black as ink condensed in the Cang Emperor's hand.
The moment that drop of blood appeared, the void surrounding the main hall let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure, as if that single drop of blood was enough to crush the entire lower realm.
"The Dark True Blood of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor".
The Azure Emperor looked at the blood in his hand, his tone revealing an air of condescending charity.
"Send him to the highest heavens and the deepest earth, and give him a choice."
"If he were willing to swallow this drop of imperial blood, accept the baptism of darkness, and assimilate into our race."
"It would be fine to grant him this Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to build a Taoist temple."
"What if he doesn't know what's good for him..."
The Feather Emperor took over the conversation from the side, and his black wings suddenly trembled, tearing through the void for millions of miles.
"Then let the dark tide engulf that wasteland ahead of time."
"Together with that willow tree that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive, and his so-called Primordial Immortal Court, let them all be reduced to ashes in the Boundary Sea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Azure Emperor flicked his finger.
That drop of true blood from a quasi-immortal emperor, containing the source of endless darkness, pierced directly through the barrier of the ultimate ancient land and fell into the sea of boundaries.
"Boom!"
The true blood entered the sea, and the already turbulent Boundary Sea went completely berserk at this moment.
Tens of thousands of dark tornadoes rose from the sea, carrying a destructive storm, and following the guidance of cause and effect, swept towards the dike, towards the heavens and the earth, in a mighty and unstoppable manner.
Even a mere trace of the black blood of a quasi-Immortal Emperor is far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary Immortal King.
...
Meanwhile, at the edge of the Immortal Realm.
Behind the dike that borders the sea.
There is an ancient Taoist lineage that has been passed down for countless eras, called Zhenhai Palace.
This enormous palace complex floats in the boundless starry sky, its walls covered with the marks of time, etched by swords and spears, exuding a profound sense of timelessness.
At this very moment, deep within Zhenhai Palace, a towering altar, ten thousand feet high, is ablaze with a nine-colored divine fire.
In the center of the altar, an old man dressed in a purple and gold Taoist robe sat cross-legged.
He closed his eyes tightly, his hands constantly forming ancient and complex mudras.
As he changed the hand seals, brilliant immortal laws transformed into golden chains that pierced through the barrier of the immortal realm and disappeared into the hazy sea of boundaries ahead.
This old man is the current leader of Zhenhai Palace, a genuine Immortal King, Xuantian Immortal King.
And below the altar.
Tens of thousands of elders and true disciples of Zhenhai Palace are sitting cross-legged in specific positions, continuously gathering their magical power into the great formation.
Everyone's face was filled with undisguised excitement and anticipation.
"The Soul Lamp has lit up!"
At the edge of the great formation, an old elder responsible for guarding the life tablets suddenly shouted out, his voice trembling.
The ancient bronze lamp he was holding, which originally had a flame the size of a soybean and was about to go out, suddenly burst into flames several feet high with a loud bang, and the flames showed a vigorous vitality!
Upon hearing this shout, the Xuan Tian Immortal King on the altar suddenly opened his eyes.
A flicker of wild joy also flashed in those deep eyes.
"A million years..."
Xuan Tian Immortal King slowly stood up, looking at the churning mist of the Boundary Sea in front of him.
"Back then, in order to find the opportunity to break through to the King and become an Emperor, Uncle-Master Gu Chen ventured into the Boundary Sea alone and got lost in the dark storm."
"I thought he had already met with misfortune."
"I never expected that today I would finally be able to capture his causal energy using this guiding array!"
(End of chapter)