As the Cultivator on the Heavenly Repair Platform marveled at Zuo Yijian’s fortune, the Supreme Sect sensed something amiss, for the oppressive might enveloping the heavens and the Earth grew stronger.
The snow filling the sky was becoming sparse, as if the harsh winter was about to end.
In the Third Medicine Valley, Shen Xinzi, sitting under a tree, looked up with furrowed brows, beginning to calculate by counting on his fingers.
Ji Xiaoyu stepped out from the house, looking up at the snowy heavens, her eyes reflecting the figure of a majestic stature.
The Sun and Moon Netherworld Emperor appeared out of nowhere beside her, his expression solemn, and said, “The breath of an Immortal King!”
Ji Xiaoyu turned to look at him, asking, “What is an Immortal King?”
She had regained many memories from her past life, but there were always gaps; hence, she could maintain the will of this life.
“An Immortal King is a Free Immortal who has gathered the Qi Fortune of heaven and earth in oneself, having undergone Reincarnation Tribulation. Their mana is said to penetrate the heavens and be unmeasurable,” said the Sun and Moon Netherworld Emperor, looking up with a serious expression on his face.
He continued, “The aura of this Immortal King is off, there’s a strong scent of death.”
“What does that mean?” Ji Xiaoyu asked, her brows knitted.
“I’m not sure, but one thing is certain, the Great Heavenly Spirit Land is facing a great disaster…” The Sun and Moon Netherworld Emperor took a deep breath, his eyes flickering, seemingly deep in thought.
After hearing this, Ji Xiaoyu shifted her gaze back to the sky, observing the strange phenomena above.
The snow melted, the clouds churned, and the sky gradually darkened, the oppressive atmosphere between heaven and Earth intensifying, making more and more beings feel uneasy.
Gu An watched for a while, then walked toward the edge of the Heavenly Repair Platform.
Zuo Yijian was still absorbing the Sword Intent refinement from Sword Venerable Fudao, his thoughts being drawn into a state of Path Enlightenment, forgetting about external matters.
When Gu An descended from the Heavenly Repair Platform, the disciples of the Outer Gate City finally noticed the anomalies in the sky.
At the same time.
In Outer Heaven, in the void, figures knelt, facing the Reincarnation Vortex, which had grown larger than ever, with a majestic figure radiating light appearing faintly visible in the darkness at the center of the vortex.
Before this figure, all the powerful figures under the Reincarnation Vortex seemed insignificant.
The Cultivators from the Immortal Dynasty and Holy Court who rushed here changed their expressions drastically at the sight of the figure in the Reincarnation Vortex.
“What is that?”
“Such a terrifying aura, how high must his Cultivation Level be?”
“Be careful, everyone, that figure is neither human nor demon, it must be an evil spirit!”
“Could it be a Heavenly Demon? But why wouldn’t they come from the Silent Destruction Domain?”
“Why do I feel this figure looks somewhat familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere before?”
As the two factions of beings discussed, they held their Dharma Treasures, ready for battle.
The figures kneeling under the Reincarnation Vortex all looked up, their eyes intently fixed on the figure within the vortex, their expressions filled with fervor.
Suddenly, an Immortal Spirit from the Immortal Dynasty burst out shouting, “The Primordial Immortal King!”
At this utterance, the side of the Immortal Dynasty was in uproar, the Immortal Spirits greatly shocked, their gazes towards the Reincarnation Vortex filled with disbelief.
On the side of the Holy Court, a few strong Cultivators who had heard of the name of the Primordial Immortal King also showed a look of horror.
“All celestial ranks return to the Holy Land!”
A commanding voice echoed in the void, and upon hearing it, the Cultivators of the Holy Court turned around and left. Within three breaths, all the Cultivators of the Holy Court had returned to the Great Heavenly Spirit Land.
Seeing this, the Immortal Spirits became increasingly agitated.
“Is it truly the Primordial Immortal King? He’s still alive!”
“So Yuanxu Ancestor created the Reincarnation Vortex to welcome the Primordial Immortal King.”
“No, don’t you feel that something is off about his aura?”
“But that is the Primordial Immortal King, no matter what form he takes, he is forever the Immortal King of our Immortal Dynasty!”
“How many years has it been since the birth of the Holy Court? The Immortal Dynasty has not seen a true unifier of the world.”
The Immortal Spirits were overtaken with excitement, though a few showed worried expressions on their faces.
Just then, the Primordial Immortal King within the Reincarnation Vortex began to move. He slowly emerged from the darkness, a terrifying aura reminiscent of an ancient Demon God surging from the vortex, unstoppable like a river bursting its banks.
The Immortal Spirits within the void fell silent, merely staring at him in shock.
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Holy Court, on a grand hall.
The Holy Minister stood before the Holy Throne, looking up at the starry sky, his brow furrowed, and his gaze stern.
Around him stood numerous figures—all second-rank Celestial beings of the Holy Court, the Holy Gods!
Each one a Divine Thought True Immortal!
An old woman dressed in a white-lit feathery robe spoke up, “Holy Minister, the arrival of the Primordial Immortal King is surely directed at us. Regardless of why he has resurrected, we must devise a strategy.”
The other Holy Gods agreed, their demeanor calm but their words clearly filled with apprehension towards the Primordial Immortal King.
With the Primordial Immortal King, the Immortal Dynasty now had three Free Immortals!
In terms of top-tier strength, the Holy Court was now completely outclassed by the Immortal Dynasty. How could they not feel alarmed?
Over the years, although the Holy Court had withstood the onslaughts of the Immortal Dynasty, anyone with clear sight could see that the Holy Court could not turn the tide and decisively defeat the Immortal Dynasty within a short period.
Now with the emergence of the Primordial Immortal King, what would happen next was foreseeable!
The Holy Minister, with a stern face, said, “What strategies do you propose, my lords?”
Upon hearing this, the Holy Gods suddenly fell silent.
Facing a Free Immortal, any plan was meaningless; only a Free Immortal could confront another Free Immortal!
One of the Holy Gods looked at the Holy Minister and asked, “When will you begin your breakthrough?”
The Holy Minister had been preparing to break through to a Free Immortal status, but such a matter could not be rushed. It required ample preparation, and for the Holy Minister, this Tribulation Crossing was a life-or-death challenge, naturally not to be undertaken lightly.
The Holy Minister looked at him and said, “If not for some people shirking their responsibilities, I might have already succeeded in my Tribulation Crossing. We are all contributing to the Holy Court. I don’t know why some clutch onto their Qi Fortune so tightly, either in seclusion unable to act rashly, or having just released it, unable to retrieve it immediately.”
He wanted to leverage the entire Qi Fortune of the Holy Court for his breakthrough, but once Qi Fortune was linked with a person, it could not be withdrawn easily. Losing Qi Fortune would disturb the mind and bring ominous luck; this could not be forced and must be discussed thoroughly with the higher and lower echelons of the Holy Court, to draw out some of the Qi Fortune without causing the collapse of the Holy Court.
Moreover, the Holy Court was still contending with the Immortal Dynasty.
Faced with the Holy Minister’s interrogation, that Holy God turned pale and did not make a sound.
Another Holy God spoke up, “It’s too late even for the Holy Minister to make a breakthrough now. What we need is a Free Immortal who can join the fight immediately.”
An old man with a wooden staff stroked his beard and asked, “Are you referring to Sword Venerable Fudao?”
Silence descended upon the great hall, the Holy Gods then turning their gaze towards the Holy Minister, causing him to furrow his brow.
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The Holy Minister cursed inwardly. If Sword Venerable Fudao had been so easy to convince, he would have joined the Holy Court long ago!
Knowing that Sword Venerable Fudao might possess the cultivation of a Free Immortal, while the Holy Minister was pleased and relieved, he was also wary.
A Free Immortal who would not reveal his true identity—who wouldn’t rethink their assumptions?