Chapter 1099 Soaring Combat Power
Chapter 1099 Soaring Combat Power
Su Mo took a deep breath, and the surging primordial energy in his chest suddenly subsided, like a rushing river flowing into the deep sea, the turbulent waves instantly receding, leaving only a profound calm. His mind solidified like an unyielding rock, without the slightest ripple. His voice, imbued with the weight of the Primordial Dao, carried an undeniable majesty, like a thunderclap from the heavens exploding in the depths of his consciousness, each word seemingly containing the power to create the world: "Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Scripture, infuse it into me!"
[You continued cultivating the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Scripture. After 200000 cosmic eras, you successfully broke through the shackles, and your Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body advanced to the third-grade Golden Immortal realm.]
"Om..."
The hazy divine light deep within his sea of consciousness, brimming with the true meaning of the Great Dao, rippled slightly, as if awakened from its slumber by this command, spreading out in circles of golden ripples. The light screen before him suddenly erupted with boundless golden radiance, piercing through the barrier of his sea of consciousness and bathing the entire Azure Dragon Immortal Palace in a sacred golden light. Immediately afterward, the number of Immortal True Spirits on the light screen fluctuated wildly like a burst dam, plummeting from a peak of six digits, each jump accompanied by a torrent of immense primordial energy, finally settling steadily at four digits.
next second...
"boom......"
A terrifying, immortal power, enough to terrify even a fifth-grade Golden Immortal, erupted from Su Mo's body. This power was like a primordial beast awakening from its slumber after billions of years, carrying the primordial aura of the beginning of chaos. It roared and surged into his meridians, bones, and flesh, frantically cleansing his Primordial Immortal Body. Wherever it passed, everything underwent a transformative rebirth.
A familiar, tearing pain instantly swept through his body, a hundred times more intense than any previous breakthrough. His bones, reshaped by the power of origin, crackled and popped, as if countless immortal hammers were simultaneously forging them, refining every inch of bone into primordial immortal gold; every inch of flesh underwent a transformative metamorphosis, old cells annihilated in the chaotic flames, new cells born in the primordial energy, radiating a shimmering golden light and flowing with an immortal rhythm; even the primordial immortal domain, already nearly as large as the Xuanzhen Immortal Domain, expanded wildly again at a visible speed, the chaotic energy within becoming increasingly condensed like liquid, immortal rules weaving together like a spiderweb, constantly perfecting the foundation of the immortal domain, evolving into the phantoms of the sun, moon, stars, and countless worlds.
The primordial scales on its body stood up in unison, as if it were wearing a layer of golden immortal armor. The patterns on each scale became clearer and clearer, and one could vaguely see the strange phenomenon of "the separation of the pure and the turbid and the opening of heaven and earth" when the primordial chaos was born. Chaos separated, the pure rose and the turbid descended, and a heavy aura that suppressed all ages flowed, as if it could resist all attacks.
At the center of his brow, the Primordial Mark grew increasingly complex and profound, resembling a miniature immortal realm slowly revolving. Within this realm, chaos arose and perished, and the Great Dao cycled, emanating a pressure that caused ripples to spread across the surrounding space, as if it were about to collapse at any moment. A terrifying aura, enough to make even a perfect fourth-grade Golden Immortal tremble, surged from his body, crashing against the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Suppressing Immortal Array like a tsunami, twisting and deforming the runes on the array's walls under this pressure.
Outside the formation, 108 illusory spirits stood solemnly, their eyes closed. Behind them emerged corresponding phantoms of celestial and terrestrial demon gods, some wielding axes to cleave mountains, their axe light capable of splitting galaxies; others gripping cauldrons to suppress the earth, their roars echoing through the heavens, radiating dazzling immortal light that enveloped the entire Azure Dragon Immortal Palace, forming an indestructible barrier. The formation runes flowed like living things, shimmering with profound light, fiercely resisting the ever-increasing terrifying pressure within Su Mo's body. Where the runes collided with the pressure, blinding sparks erupted, emitting a sizzling sound, like a red-hot iron being plunged into ice water, perfectly sealed, not allowing a single breath to leak out.
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An hour later.
As Su Mo's aura surged to the critical point of the fifth-grade Golden Immortal realm, as if climbing a ladder to the clouds, the overwhelming pressure that threatened to tear apart heaven and earth finally ceased its ascent, as if it had touched an invisible barrier. The primordial scales on his body stabilized completely, each one radiating a steady golden light, and the "distinction between purity and turbidity" phenomenon on the scales solidified into eternal patterns; the primordial mark between his brows also ceased to change, that miniature immortal realm-like mark frozen in its most profound state, radiating a rhythm perfectly in harmony with his immortal body—his Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body had truly stabilized at the entry level of the third-grade Golden Immortal realm.
Immediately afterward, the terrifying pressure, comparable to that of a fifth-grade Golden Immortal, began to recede like a tide, at an astonishing speed, as if it had never existed. The mysterious and unfathomable primordial scales on his body quickly dimmed, turning into specks of light that merged into his skin and disappeared, leaving only smooth, jade-like skin; the primordial mark between his brows also lost its luster, as if wiped away by an invisible hand, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye. In just a few breaths, Su Mo returned to the appearance of an ordinary mortal, wearing a faded white robe, with delicate features and a serene air between his brows. There was no longer any fluctuation of immortal power around him, as if the earth-shattering pressure and the dazzling phenomena were merely a fleeting illusion that had never truly occurred.
This is precisely the mystery of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos: "Returning to Simplicity and Truth"—the higher the realm, the more perfectly one can conceal one's aura, remaining unassuming yet containing immense power, like an abyss hidden in flat land or a giant wave concealed in a still lake. Seemingly ordinary, yet it actually contains world-destroying power.
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A few breaths later.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, and two beams of chaotic light shot out from them. The beams were as black as ink, yet contained endless brilliance. They pierced through the gaps in the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Suppressing Immortal Array, drawing two faint trajectories in the void. The residual primordial energy made the air slightly stagnant, as if it had been frozen.
"The third rank of the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body... is complete!"
He slowly rose, the primordial energy around him automatically receding, transforming into a faint golden membrane on his body. At this moment, his immortal body's defense was comparable to a third-grade immortal artifact—ordinary third-grade Golden Immortals, without a fourth-grade or higher immortal artifact in hand, could stand and let it attack them for thousands of epochs without sustaining a single hair on their heads. Once he unleashed the full power of the *Primordial Void Extreme Immortal Scripture*, this very body alone would be enough to directly contend with a fifth-grade early-stage Golden Immortal.
If all their trump cards are used, it might still be difficult to challenge a seventh-grade Golden Immortal, but among sixth-grade Golden Immortals, they would probably be hard to beat.
Within this Void Star Abyss, he dared not say he was truly invincible, but he was practically invincible.
At this moment, Su Mo was even eager to witness the abilities of fifth and sixth-grade Golden Immortals like the Thousand Yuan Immortal Lord. A strong fighting spirit ignited in his heart, like a spark about to start a prairie fire.
After a long while, Su Mo finally suppressed the surging excitement in his heart, his expression returned to calm, the sharpness in his eyes also subsided, and he regained his calm and indifferent demeanor.
next second...
Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, and he began to synchronize his own cultivation with the 1,800 illusory spirit bodies.
In an instant, both inside and outside the Azure Dragon Immortal Ship, the illusory spirits hidden in the mountains, clouds, and void rifts simultaneously erupted with dazzling golden light, like millions of stars lighting up at once. The aura of each avatar surged wildly, the primordial energy within them surging like a tsunami, whipping up towering waves. Their bones crackled and popped, emitting a dense, crisp sound, and scales similar to those of Su Mo's true form appeared on their bodies, shimmering with golden light. Their combat power soared from the peak of the third rank, breaking through to the fourth rank, touching the near-fifth rank, and finally settling steadily at the near-fifth rank Golden Immortal realm. While the pressure emanating from them wasn't as terrifying as when Su Mo's true form broke through, it was still enough to make even a fourth-rank Golden Immortal tremble with fear.
With the breakthrough in their cultivation of the Spiritual Illusionary Body, the speed at which they annihilated those third-grade Golden Immortals more than doubled once again.
In less than ten thousand years, six of the twenty-six remaining third-rank Golden Immortals within the chaotic prison of the Immortal Realm have been reduced, and the number of Immortal True Spirits that had fallen to four digits has once again risen to six digits.
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In the chaotic void.
A silver ray, like a sharp blade cleaving through darkness, pierced through the spatial rift. Faint wind runes swirled around its edges, and wherever it passed, the raging chaotic currents parted as if encountering a king's subjects, leaving behind only a fleeting trace of wind. Its speed was so great that even ripples in the void had no time to spread before it was left behind; even many fifth-grade Golden Immortals, unleashing their full power, could hardly match its speed.
Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent erupted from the silvery light, like an ancient glacier awakening from its slumber, sweeping across the surrounding area with a bone-chilling cold. This killing intent wasn't directed at any specific being, but rather transformed into an invisible frost tide, instantly engulfing billions of eons of spacetime. Wherever it passed, all life was stripped away. Thick ice crystals condensed on the spacetime barrier, translucent yet containing destructive power. Countless meteorites floating in the chaos were frozen into dust, turning into the finest particles. Even the void creatures lurking in the spacetime rifts, feeding on chaotic energy, were instantly frozen by this killing intent—their bodies and souls were frozen into transparent ice sculptures, retaining their postures from life, before silently shattering, leaving not even a trace of energy fluctuation, utterly annihilated into the chaos.
In an instant, billions of years of spacetime seemed to be completely frozen, deathly silent and chilling, devoid of any sign of life. Countless creatures, regardless of strength, were annihilated before they could even utter a scream, as if no living beings had ever existed in this billions of years of spacetime, leaving only eternal coldness and nothingness, telling the terrifying story of the killing intent that had just been there.
"Ah... Tianze... Damn it! No matter who you are, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"
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