RPAGF Chapter 1214 Defection
Chapter 1214 Defection
Xuanzhen Immortal King abruptly turned his head, his gaze like two venomous beams of light, piercing fiercely towards Yuanjin Immortal King, who had just gained a moment's respite not far away. His eyes churned with fury and killing intent, almost solidifying into a bloody mist. His voice was filled with the rage of being fooled, each word as piercing as an ice pick: "Damn you, Yuanjin brat, how dare you treat me like a fool!"
Xuanzhen Immortal King gritted his teeth, his Yin-Yang Dao aura trembling violently due to the overwhelming rage, the black and white air currents churning like boiling water. The pressure of a late-stage third-order Eternal Immortal King, originally used to resist the aura of the Spirit Void Illusion Body, suddenly shifted, like a billion-mile-high immortal mountain collapsing, carrying the force to crush everything, and crushed down on Yuanjin Immortal King.
"Ah... Pfft..." Immortal King Yuan Jin's already crumbling immortal body suddenly sank, and golden immortal blood gushed out again, his immortal soul seemingly about to be crushed by this pressure. While desperately resisting, he hurriedly explained, his voice almost a wail of grievance: "Senior Xuanzhen! Everything I said is true, I really didn't lie to you! I don't know why he was so crazy, burning his eternal origin at any cost!"
"Even now, you still think you can deceive me?" Immortal King Xuanzhen was furious. With a flick of his sleeve, Yin and Yang energies transformed into a giant palm that slammed into the void, forcing Immortal King Yuanjin to retreat several steps, each step leaving a bloody footprint in the chaos. "Yuanjin brat, do you really think I'm a fool you can manipulate? I'm not going to get involved in your affairs! From now on, you'd better pray for your own good fortune!"
"No... Senior Xuanzhen, you can't do this!" Immortal King Yuanjin was instantly overwhelmed by panic, his voice trembling, "This junior really didn't lie to you!"
Without the help of the Xuanzhen Immortal King, he alone wouldn't have lasted long before his Spirit Void Illusion Body burned its origin, let alone now that the opponent's aura has surged to the peak of the third rank after burning its origin? He probably wouldn't last more than a hundred years before being ruthlessly suppressed by the opponent.
But Xuanzhen Immortal King seemed not to hear Yuanjin Immortal King's wails at all. He looked away from Yuanjin Immortal King, as if looking at him any longer would be disgusting. The disgust in his eyes was almost overflowing.
Soon, the Xuanzhen Immortal King's gaze fell on the Lingxu Illusionary Body again. The rage on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an almost fawning, apologetic smile. Even his tone softened eight degrees: "Fellow Daoist, if my words just now were offensive in any way, I hope you will not take it to heart."
He bowed slightly, his posture extremely humble, a stark contrast to his previous haughty demeanor: "Fellow Daoist, please understand. I was also deceived by this wicked creature, which is why I rashly intervened in your feud with him. I am truly sorry."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared in his palm. The mirror surface shimmered with a faint, eternal halo, as if billions of stars were born, died, and rotated within it. Eight ferocious phantom beasts were carved along its edges—Taotie, Qiongqi, Taowu, and Hundun… Each one was lifelike, with fangs bared, and exuded an aura that could suppress the eight wastelands and sweep across the four seas, awe-inspiring to all.
"This is a second-grade eternal immortal artifact—the Eight Desolations Mirror," Immortal King Xuanzhen handed the mirror forward, his tone earnest, tinged with a hint of heartache, yet he dared not hesitate in the slightest. "It is a small token of my apology. I hope you will accept it, fellow Daoist, as my way of apologizing. I also hope you will not hold a grudge against me for the previous unpleasantness."
As they spoke, the Eight Desolations Mirror hummed, transforming into a bronze stream of light, carrying an aura that suppressed the eight desolations, and shot straight toward the illusory body of the spirit. Where the mirror's surface swept across, even the raging chaotic air currents were clearly reflected, faintly revealing eight phantom images of wild beasts roaring and colliding within, their power astonishing.
"A second-grade Eternal Immortal Artifact, this old man Xuanzhen does have some sincerity." Inside the Hongmeng Immortal Palace, in the Hongmeng Grand Hall, Su Mo gazed at the treasure mirror flying in the water mirror and nodded slightly. A second-grade Eternal Immortal Artifact is a great treasure even for a third-tier Eternal Immortal King.
"Fine, I'll give him another chance."
Su Mo tapped his knees lightly with his fingertips, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind. A late-stage third-tier Eternal Immortal King—with his current cultivation and abilities, he wasn't even entirely confident of victory, let alone completely subduing him—that was practically impossible.
If Immortal King Xuanzhen were truly determined to fight to the death, in the end, not only would he fail to capture Immortal King Xuanzhen, but he might even lose Immortal King Yuanjin, a first-order Eternal Immortal King—a net loss. Now that the other party has taken the initiative to show goodwill and offer generous gifts, it's a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation and deal with Immortal King Yuanjin first.
The next second...
Within the desolate Star Abyss, the illusory spirit stretched out its large hand, its five fingers transforming into five primordial light claws, firmly grasping the Eight Desolations Mirror that had arrived before it. It was icy cold to the touch, and the eternal power contained within the mirror was clearly perceptible.
“Very well, I agree.” Ling Xuhuan weighed the Eight Desolations Mirror in his hand, his voice softening slightly. “As long as you stop helping that brat Yuan Jin, the karma between us will be settled.”
"No! Senior Xuanzhen, you can't do this! You promised me you would save me!" Before Xuanzhen Immortal King could respond, Yuanjin Immortal King wailed miserably. He dragged his broken body and tried to rush towards Xuanzhen Immortal King, but was blocked by the Yin-Yang power that the other party intentionally or unintentionally released, and fell in a sorry state.
"Yuan Jin, you have only yourself to blame for all of this." Xuanzhen Immortal King glanced at him coldly, his eyes devoid of any pity, only filled with disgust and indifference after being fooled, as if he were looking at a piece of trash.
"If you hadn't concealed the truth, why would I have had to sacrifice a second-grade eternal immortal artifact? Your death is no loss!"
As he spoke, the Xuanzhen Immortal King moved, his Yin-Yang Daoist aura transforming into a black and white rainbow that instantly tore through the void, leaving a distorted spatial rift. He didn't even glance at the illusory spirit body again, retreating from the desolate star abyss without looking back, as if this star abyss were a hot iron, and staying there even a moment longer would set him on fire.
Watching the rapidly disappearing figure of the Xuanzhen Immortal King, the Yuanjin Immortal King felt as if all his strength had been drained away, collapsing into chaos, his eyes filled with nothing but endless despair.
At this moment, Lingxu's illusory body's gaze was sharp and cold, like a hawk locking onto its prey, landing on the Yuanjin Immortal King who was slumped in chaos. A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Your helper is gone. Now, let's continue that unfinished battle."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lingxu's illusory body moved, transforming into a streak of primordial light that pierced through the void, carrying terrifying power comparable to a perfected third-tier Eternal Immortal King, and charged towards Yuanjin Immortal King. Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy was torn into dust, and time and space seemed to freeze under this pressure. The shadow of death overwhelmed Yuanjin Immortal King like a tidal wave, making even breathing difficult.
Finally, the extreme danger jolted Immortal King Yuan Jin awake from his despair. A dying madness flashed in his eyes, and his remaining immortal essence circulated wildly within his body. He dragged his broken body and struggled to support the last golden light shield. The half of the Origin Divine Axe in his hand also burst forth with its last spiritual light—even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he wanted to struggle.
The difference of nearly one major rank was like an insurmountable chasm between life and death. Before Lingxu's illusory body could even land, the golden light shield was already covered in cracks and shattered with a "crack." Immortal King Yuanjin felt an immense force come towards him, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string. Half of his divine axe flew out of his hand, and several more deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on his immortal body.
In just one exchange, he was completely overwhelmed and had no chance to fight back.
The illusory spirit pressed forward relentlessly, its palm shadows like an endless, chaotic mountain range, repeatedly striking Yuan Jin Immortal King. Each impact was accompanied by the crisp sound of bones shattering and the splattering of golden immortal blood. Yuan Jin Immortal King was like a broken doll, constantly rolling and colliding in this storm of attacks, only able to utter meaningless whimpers, unable to utter a complete sentence, his eyes filled only with numbness and pain.
Time slowly passed in this one-sided crushing defeat, and soon, a full sixty years had passed.
"Ah...no...I am not reconciled..."
With a mournful cry of utter despair echoing throughout the chaos and resounding in every corner of the desolate Star Abyss, the sound was filled with resentment, anger, and despair. Vast and boundless primordial immortal power surged into the body of Immortal King Yuan Jin like a raging river, firmly suppressing his already shattered immortal king body, along with his crumbling natal immortal domain, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.
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