roccoschili Chapter 1235 A Surge in Strength
Chapter 1235 A Surge in Strength
In the Southern Heaven Dao Domain, the Milky Way flows like a silver ribbon, and chaotic energy clusters rise and fall like giant beasts. Countless immortal realms, like stars, slowly rotate under the guidance of the Dao principles, outlining a vast and unchanging picture scroll, revealing the vicissitudes of time.
Within these eternal immortal kingdoms, towering palaces pierced the clouds, shrouded in ethereal mists like dancing veils. At this moment, countless immortal golden immortals and quasi-immortal kings gazed up at the void, their eyes fixed on the golden lotuses fluttering in the sky and the Daoist sounds echoing throughout the universe. Their eyes were filled with undisguised awe and reverence—an instinctive reverence for the word "eternity," and a yearning for a higher realm.
The path to becoming an Immortal King is an insurmountable chasm standing before cultivators. Among billions of cultivators, those who can even touch the threshold of becoming an Immortal King are extremely rare, and those who ultimately succeed in embarking on this path are even rarer, perhaps one in ten thousand. To witness firsthand the heavens and earth celebrating the new king, the magnificent scene of nine-colored divine light piercing through the heavens and earth, golden lotuses spreading across a sea of stars, and the Daoist sounds cleansing the soul—the impact of this scene is enough to stir the heart and soul of even the most composed cultivator, causing their immortal soul to resonate, as if they themselves have been imbued with a trace of eternal aura.
"It's a celestial king phenomenon... Someone has actually succeeded in attaining enlightenment!"
A white-haired, half-step Immortal King murmured to himself, his withered fingers trembling slightly. The Eternal Immortal King—that was the ultimate goal they pursued their entire lives, the realm they had depicted countless times in their dreams. If he were the one attaining enlightenment now, bathed in this nine-colored divine light, listening to the congratulatory voice of the Great Dao, how perfect would that be?
A hint of envy crept onto his brow, growing wildly like tender buds in early spring, only to be quickly replaced by an indescribable jealousy—like vines sprouting in the dark night, tightly binding his heart. Both were half-step Immortal Kings, both were ascetic cultivators stuck on that thin layer of paper, so why could one ascend to the heavens in a single step, while he was still struggling in the mire, unable even to touch the hem of an Immortal King's robe?
Some ancient beings seemed to be deep in thought. Over the past tens of millions of years, many Eternal Immortal Kings have fallen one after another. This mysterious Immortal King, at this time, has succeeded in attaining enlightenment without revealing a word or any warning. Is this just a coincidence, or is there some connection between them?
Unbeknownst to them, a sense of unease began to rise in the hearts of some of the old-timers, as if a storm was brewing and waiting for a certain opportunity to sweep across the entire Southern Heaven Dao Domain.
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Time passed day by day amidst these undercurrents. The nine-colored divine light continued to descend, like a bridge connecting the mortal and immortal realms; golden lotuses continued to flutter, sprouting spiritual roots and immortal herbs wherever they landed; the Daoist chants continued unabated, allowing even naive children to recite a few lines of the Great Dao's true words. Only after eighty-one days did the various strange phenomena that had enveloped the entire Southern Heaven Dao Domain begin to recede like a tide—the golden lotuses transformed into specks of golden light, merging into the earth and nourishing all things; the Daoist chants gradually faded into the void, yet their lingering resonance still echoed in the hearts of cultivators, helping them refine their Dao hearts; the nine-colored divine light shrank into a thin line, winding like a dragon, finally disappearing into the depths of heaven and earth, vanishing without a trace, as if it had never existed.
The moment the strange phenomenon dissipated, a collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the immortal kingdoms of the Southern Heavenly Realm, even causing some of the clouds to disperse in shock.
"Hiss... Eight... Eighty-one days, a full eighty-one days!"
At this moment, even the high and mighty Eternal Immortal Kings could no longer sit still, their eyes filled with disbelief.
When an ordinary Immortal King attains enlightenment, the extraordinary phenomena will dissipate within nine days at most; if they can last for thirty-six days, they already possess the potential to become an Immortal Emperor and have a trace of the potential to break through to the Primordial Immortal Emperor level. As long as they do not perish prematurely, becoming a Quasi-Immortal Emperor in the future is a sure thing; even those high and mighty Primordial Immortal Emperors, when they attained enlightenment as Immortal Kings, mostly had extraordinary phenomena of six or seven nines... This extraordinary phenomenon of eighty-one days is simply unheard of!
"Who exactly is this person? How could he possess such talent and potential?"
"Or is this person hiding some great opportunity or secret?"
"Investigate! Use all available resources, even if it means digging three feet into the ground, find this person for me."
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One after another, imperial edicts from the Immortal Kings were sent out from the various Immortal Kingdoms of the Southern Heaven Dao Domain, and even from many surrounding Dao Domains and Immortal Kingdoms. If one could befriend such a person, it would be an immense opportunity; if not, one should at least know his background to avoid unintentionally offending him.
This extraordinary phenomenon of attaining enlightenment also appeared in the Formless Forbidden Land, and even the Formless Mysterious Mist thinned out a bit under the baptism of the Great Dao Golden Lotus.
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Another day has passed.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, the chaos in them dissipating, becoming clear and bright, reflecting the cracks in the void and the chaotic currents, yet exuding a detached tranquility beyond all things. He had completely absorbed the nine-colored divine light that had surged into his body, and the primordial energy and golden Dao patterns around him receded like a tide, transforming back into a simple blue robe. Seemingly ordinary, it contained the Daoist charm of returning to simplicity. Standing there, he perfectly merged with the surrounding spatial rifts, existing yet seemingly not existing.
Feeling the perfect and flawless eternal power within his body, and the close connection with the eternal laws, Su Mo smiled faintly.
This double tribulation was terrifying, especially the power of the last tribulation lightning, which exceeded his expectations. It had successfully crossed the threshold of the eighth-order Eternal Immortal King and had the power to kill a late-stage seventh-order Eternal Immortal King.
If he weren't so abnormally powerful, with the help of numerous illusory spirit bodies, he might not have been able to successfully overcome this tribulation relying solely on his true form.
However, danger and opportunity coexist. The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. This harvest was somewhat beyond his expectations.
After eighty-one days, the divine light of the Great Dao baptized him, causing his combat power to soar several levels again. His true form alone now possessed the power to directly contend with an early-stage eighth-order Immortal King.
Once he merges with 1,800 illusory spirit bodies, there would probably be few among the tenth-tier Eternal Immortal Kings who could rival him.
This combat power is practically invincible in this Northern Celestial Land.
After a while, Su Mo finally suppressed his excitement. Then, with a wave of his hand, he put away the Ancestral Phoenix Futon that exuded the Daoist charm of Nirvana. A flash of primordial light appeared on his body, and he disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he had returned to the Starry Sky Immortal Palace on the eighth floor of the Yuanji Immortal Ship without anyone noticing.
"Next, it's time to break through to the first-tier perfect Immortal King realm." With that, Su Mo's mind stirred, and he sank into the chaotic prison within his natal Immortal Domain, landing on each of the Eternal Immortal Kings.
"With my current cultivation level, Ling Xuhuan can completely obliterate a third-tier Eternal Immortal King in just tens of thousands of years. It will take less than ten million years for this Formless Forbidden Land to recover. I wonder if I can gather enough Eternal True Spirit before I leave and prove myself again?"
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On the top floor of the Yuanji Immortal Ship, inside the central Immortal Palace.
Xuanzhen Immortal King tilted his head slightly, staring blankly at the sky above, his eyes filled with envy. When he attained the Immortal King realm, it was the first of nine extraordinary phenomena. He was able to break through to the third-tier Eternal Immortal King, and his potential was basically at its limit. Compared to that monster, he was like heaven and earth.
"I wonder who will be lucky enough to become friends with that person?"
Xuanzhen Immortal King sighed softly, his eyes filled with longing. That monster, as long as it didn't perish prematurely, would only be a matter of time before it attained the Immortal Emperor realm, and might even have the potential to touch upon the legendary realm. At that time, even a few things slipping from under its fingernails would be enough for a third-tier Eternal Immortal King like himself to benefit for a lifetime, and he might even have a glimpse into the secrets of higher-level Immortal Kings, breaking free from his own shackles.
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Cultivation knows no time; in the blink of an eye, five million years have passed.
The central immortal hall is located on the top floor of the Yuanji Immortal Boat.
Su Mo sat side by side with the Xuanzhen Immortal King. On the jade table in front of them was the billion-year-old immortal wine "Liuxia Zui". The wine shimmered with a faint glow of sunset, and its fragrance could intoxicate even a Golden Immortal. Beside them were various immortal fruits, all of which contained rich immortal spiritual energy. Any one of them could save an Immortal Golden Immortal from several decades of arduous cultivation.
The ethereal mist rose up, mingling with the "mind-calming incense" burning inside the hall, creating a refreshing and soothing atmosphere that brought peace to the mind.
In the center of the celestial palace, hundreds of stunningly beautiful and graceful dancers were dancing to ethereal music. They wore shimmering gauze dresses embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars. Each turn brought up a halo of light like flower petals. Their dance was as light as butterflies, yet it subtly resonated with a certain Daoist rhythm.
Su Mo picked up his wine cup, took a small sip, and while his gaze seemed to be fixed on the dance, his divine sense was actually merging into the chaotic prison within his natal immortal domain. Five million years had passed, and his group of illusory spirit bodies had not only completely refined the remaining thirty-seven third-tier Eternal Immortal Kings and the sixteen third-tier Eternal Immortal Kings he had acquired over the past five million years, but had also obliterated four fourth-tier Eternal Immortal Kings. Now, he was obliterating the fifth fourth-tier Eternal Immortal King, allowing his nearly depleted Eternal True Spirit to break through the million mark again. However, there was still a considerable gap between him and attaining enlightenment once more.
On the other side, Immortal King Xuanzhen was in high spirits, his face beaming. Not long ago, the two of them had unexpectedly discovered a formless celestial crystal with a diameter of over three zhang. Even if he and Su Mo split it 50/50, it would still be comparable to all that he had obtained over the past ninety million years. This was the reason for today's banquet.
Just then...
The Immortal King Xuanzhen's fingers, resting on his lap, trembled violently, nearly causing him to drop the wine cup. He abruptly looked up, his face instantly flushing red, then turning ashen. His immortal power surged uncontrollably, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from him like a volcanic eruption, shattering the peaceful atmosphere within the hall!
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