RPAGF Chapter 1199 Perfection
Chapter 1199 Perfection
[You continued cultivating the Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Scripture. After 2000000 cosmic eras, you successfully broke through the shackles and advanced to the Ninth-Rank Golden Immortal realm.]
The moment the cold notification sound exploded in Su Mo's sea of consciousness, the dormant, mysterious sphere of light deep within his sea of consciousness rippled once more, as if a star that had been dormant for billions of years had suddenly awakened, bursting forth with billions of brilliant rays of primordial light, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness like a world of light.
"Om..."
A vast primordial power, far surpassing that of a seventh-tier Quasi-Immortal King, surged forth from within Su Mo's body like a dam bursting. This power was incomparably fierce, carrying an overbearing force capable of tearing apart all constraints, and frantically impacted his limbs, bones, and blood vessels. His immortal body evolved and transformed at a visible speed, every inch of his skin radiating a faint primordial glow, as if countless universes flowed within it; the wisps of old impurities oozing from his pores, carrying an aura of decay, instantly turned to ash and vanished without a trace upon contact with the air of the Immortal Palace.
The bones made a crisp "crackling" sound, as if metal and stone were being tempered, becoming increasingly tough; the meridians widened like rivers, and the flowing immortal power became increasingly powerful; even the natal immortal soul seemed to be thrown into a furnace and reforged, becoming crystal clear and exuding an aura of majesty that suppressed eternity.
Almost simultaneously, a terrifying pressure comparable to an eighth-order quasi-Immortal King surged forth from Su Mo, like a pillar of light reaching the sky and shooting straight to the top of the hall. This pressure continued to rise at an astonishing speed, from the peak of the early stage of the eighth order to the middle stage of the eighth order, and then to the peak of the middle stage of the eighth order... Wherever it passed, fine cracks appeared on the Primordial Divine Jade floor inside the Immortal Hall, and the Star Pearl hanging on the ceiling trembled violently, its light flickering.
At this moment, the immortal array restrictions meticulously set up by the illusory spirits to protect the true body during its breakthrough were fully activated, bursting forth with dazzling light. These restrictions collided with Su Mo's oppressive aura, producing a hissing friction sound and stirring up countless tiny specks of light. The outer layers of restrictions flickered violently under the impact, their array patterns loosening noticeably, like a spiderweb torn by a gale, as if they would shatter completely at any moment.
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One hour later.
"boom......"
Several deafening cracking sounds rang out in succession. The outermost layer of the immortal array restrictions of the Immortal Palace could no longer hold on. The array patterns shattered completely like broken glass, turning into countless points of light and dissipating into the air, leaving behind a faint aftertaste of rules.
Su Mo's surging aura finally reached its peak, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, forming a terrifying aura within the hall that even an eighth-order quasi-immortal king would change color.
Then, the primordial radiance around him slowly subsided, and his skin revealed a warm, jade-like luster. The Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body was completely stabilized at the Ninth Grade Golden Immortal realm, with every inch of his flesh and blood containing world-destroying power.
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A few breaths passed.
Su Mo's aura receded rapidly like a receding tide, eventually settling within him as if it had never erupted. He slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, a dazzling golden light flashing within them before returning to calm, deep as the chaotic starry sky. He gently clenched his fist, feeling the surging, boundless power within him, a satisfied smile involuntarily appearing on his face.
At this moment, his own combat power alone is already approaching that of a peak eighth-order quasi-immortal king. If he were to use his trump card and mobilize all 1,800 illusory spirit bodies to set up the Thousand Gods Formation, his overall combat power would probably have truly touched the threshold of a first-order eternal immortal king, enough to rival a newly enlightened eternal immortal king, or even have a slight advantage.
"This is not my limit. I can become even stronger."
Su Mo's gaze fell on the attribute panel of his sea of consciousness. When he saw the words "Can be infused" still shining behind the "Primordial Void Extreme Immortal Scripture", a smug smile appeared on his lips.
"Infuse this seat with the Primordial Void Supreme Immortal Scripture."
[Continue cultivating the Primordial Void Ultimate Immortal Scripture. After 2500000 cosmic eras, you will gain further insight into the Primordial Great Dao, successfully breaking through the shackles and advancing to the Ninth Rank Perfect Golden Immortal.]
next moment......
Deep within his sea of consciousness, the mysterious sphere of light, which had just subsided, trembled slightly once more, like a pebble thrown into a lake, rippling outwards. Immediately following, countless profound insights into the primordial Dao surged forth like a cosmic tide, carrying an ancient and boundless aura, wildly flooding into Su Mo's sea of consciousness and surging towards his natal immortal soul with unstoppable force.
In the blink of an eye, Su Mo's natal immortal soul was enveloped by this torrent of the Great Dao, sinking into a vast ocean of the Great Dao and entering a profound state of enlightenment. Images of the creation of the primordial chaos and the birth and death of the universe flashed through his mind, and his understanding of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos rose at an alarming rate, as if he had traversed countless years of cultivation.
At the same time, in the center of his natal immortal realm, the floating Primordial Dao Lotus suddenly burst forth with dazzling immortal light, and countless Dao runes flowed among the petals. The originally closed ninth-grade lotus petals slowly unfolded, their edges gleaming with a faint purple-gold luster, radiating a Dao aura that suppressed all heavens, marking that his control over the Primordial Dao had entered a completely new realm.
As the petals of the Primordial Lotus unfolded, Su Mo's aura surged once more, like a volcano erupting a second time. He instantly broke through the shackles of the eighth-tier perfected Quasi-Immortal King, charging towards the realm of the ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King with unstoppable momentum. The cracks in the Primordial Divine Jade ground within the Immortal Palace spread even faster, the Star Pearl on the ceiling emitted a hum that seemed unable to bear the weight, and more Immortal Arrays around it were squeezed by this pressure, emitting muffled explosions. The entire Immortal Palace seemed to tremble in response to the rise of this power.
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Another hour passed.
The surging, overwhelming pressure emanating from Su Mo abruptly halted, then rapidly declined like a punctured balloon, falling back from the ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King level before finally settling steadily within his body, leaving not a trace of its aftershock. The entire Immortal Palace returned to calm once more. The cracks on the Primordial Divine Jade ground ceased to spread, and the light from the Star Pearl on the ceiling stabilized, as if the earth-shattering aura that had erupted earlier was merely a fleeting illusion.
Only the Primordial Lotus in the center of his Immortal Realm, with its ninth-grade petals fully unfurled, radiating a continuous flow of purple-gold luster and exuding a Daoist charm that suppressed all ages, silently proclaimed that his breakthrough was not an illusion and witnessed another leap in his strength.
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Ten breaths later.
Su Mo opened his closed eyes again, his pupils shimmering with primordial light, as if two miniature primordial worlds were being born and evolving within them, so profound that one dared not look directly at them. He slowly exhaled, his immortal power surging smoothly like a river, each flow resonating subtly with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
"I have achieved the perfect ninth-grade Golden Immortal." Su Mo murmured to himself, his fingertips tracing across the void, leaving behind a string of tiny Daoist light spots, like shooting stars streaking across the night sky, beautiful yet fleeting. "Now, my combat power alone is no less than that of the late-stage ninth-grade Quasi-Immortal King, Ancestor Wuwang."
"I wonder how far my combat power will go after I unleash my full power? Will I be a first-tier Eternal Immortal King, or a second-tier one?"
A hint of anticipation flashed in Su Mo's eyes, and he even felt a faint impulse to find an Eternal Immortal King to practice against and determine the level of his current combat power.
"Sure enough, the rapid breakthroughs in such a short period of time have made me a little complacent."
With a wry smile, Su Mo suppressed the agitation in his heart. He shifted his gaze, piercing through the barrier of the Immortal Palace and seeing through the chaotic void of billions of years, precisely landing on the floating Immortal Ship. His gaze swept over the seventeen high-level Quasi-Immortal Kings, including the Eighteenth Prince, the Thirteenth Prince, and the Boundless Ancestor, as if he were scrutinizing a group of prey that had already fallen into the trap, with undisguised indifference.
"Wait a little longer, there's no rush. I still have Wu Wang, this ninth-order quasi-immortal king."
Su Mo lightly tapped the meditation cushion with his fingertips, producing a crisp "tap-tap" sound. After hesitating for a moment, he temporarily suppressed the idea of immediately taking down this group of quasi-immortal kings.
In this battle, his true opponent was never these quasi-Immortal Kings, but rather the Immortal King Yuanjin, who sat atop the Immortal Kingdom of Yuanjin. The Thirteenth Prince and the Eighteenth Prince were both heirs favored by the Immortal King Yuanjin. If they were truly in mortal danger, the Immortal King, who had long remained behind the scenes, would likely personally intervene, and that would be the real battle.
Whether he can defeat Yuan Jin Immortal King with his current cultivation and supernatural powers is really hard to say. Although in the memories of the Immortal Soul of Ancestor Wuwang, Yuan Jin Immortal King is only a first-order Eternal Immortal King. Among all the Eternal Immortal Kings in the Ancient Immortal Realm, he is not the weakest, nor is he much stronger. However, Ancestor Wuwang has limited relationship with Yuan Jin Immortal King and has not had much contact with him. Some things cannot be completely trusted. No one can guarantee that Yuan Jin Immortal King is not a "cunning old fox" who has hidden his true cultivation.
In this treacherous world of ancient immortals, he was never the only one who concealed his talents.
For safety's sake, it would be best to eliminate the Wuwang Ancestor and break through to the tenth-grade Golden Immortal realm before taking them down.
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Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The battle to break through the formations in the chaotic void continued unabated. Guided by the Heavenly Pearl of Illusion, the Eighteenth Prince led sixteen Quasi-Immortal Kings in a continuous assault on the weak points of the Myriad Immortal Formation. One after another, the immortal formations crumbled under the relentless attacks, and the light of the formation's light barrier dimmed even more than it had been ten years ago, while the flow of the formation patterns became increasingly sluggish.
On this day, just as the Eighteenth Prince was forming a hand seal, guiding the Nine Luminaries Immortal Sword to unleash billions of sword energies towards the newly locked array eye, the Boundless Ancestor beside him suddenly let out a heart-wrenching wail: "Ah—no! Dark Ruins disciple!"
The sound was extremely shrill, as if the heart had been ripped out, filled with endless pain and resentment, and exploded in the void.
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