RPAGF Chapter 1123 Setting Sail
Chapter 1123 Setting Sail
Beneath the chaotic void, beneath the overwhelming hand that blots out the sky.
"No...you...how dare you?"
Ancestor Jin Yan's eyes widened, his crimson pupils filled with disbelief and horror, even his voice trembled. The Mingji Clan was a top-tier eighth-grade immortal power, with two eighth-grade progenitors presiding over it, its heritage spanning nearly five million cosmic eras, its foundation unfathomable. Even among eighth-grade immortal powers, unless mortal enemies, no one would dare to easily provoke the Mingji Clan's sharp edge. Yet this mysterious force before him had so decisively attacked the divine consciousness avatar of the Yuanji Progenitor, showing no regard for the catastrophic consequences—were they truly not afraid of offending the Mingji Clan and inviting annihilation? This was utter madness!
However, Su Mo clearly did not respond to Ancestor Jin Yan's meaning. The colossal hand, like the sky itself, ignored the fear and struggle in his eyes and crushed down with the power to incinerate chaos. The five fingers were like five pillars of fire supporting the heavens, their shafts wrapped in chaotic and blazing red light, precisely grasping Ancestor Jin Yan along with the Southern Bright Purple Flame Cloud beneath his feet in his palm, without the slightest deviation.
"Click..."
The Southern Bright Purple Flame Cloud emitted a cracking sound as it succumbed to the immense force. The purple flames swayed and twisted wildly under the crushing pressure, unable to offer even the slightest resistance. The purple flames, powerful enough to scorch a fifth-grade Golden Immortal, were as fragile as candlelight in the palm of the giant hand, their light dimming at a visible speed.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying power comparable to a mid-stage eighth-rank Golden Immortal surged forth like a burst dam, instantly tearing apart the burning flame defenses on Ancestor Jin Yan's body—the Southern Bright Flame that once terrified sixth-rank Golden Immortals was now as fragile as paper. The power penetrated his crimson robe, flowing into his body along the gaps in his immortal bones, causing his immortal muscles to crack inch by inch, seeping out golden immortal blood, which was then evaporated into blood mist by the high temperature.
"what......"
Ancestor Jin Yan let out a shrill cry of pain, the sound mixed with the muffled sound of his immortal bones shattering. He felt as if his immortal body was about to be crushed and reassembled, his limbs and bones were groaning in agony, and his proud immortal fire rules were retreating step by step in the face of this great power, like sparks scattered by a gale, unable to even gather a trace of the power of the rules.
In the blink of an eye, that domineering power had broken through his immortal body's defenses, traveling along his meridians straight to his core, completely suppressing and imprisoning his restless soul and natal immortal domain, making it impossible for even a single spark to ignite. It was as if the immortal path of fire that he had painstakingly cultivated throughout his life had been uprooted, leaving only endless pain and despair.
Then, a flash of fire, and the colossal hand, enveloping the Flame Ancestor who had been compressed to a mere inch in size and whose body was wrapped in blazing red sealing light, retreated like a meteor into the torn spacetime passage behind him. The chaotic ripples at the entrance of the passage quickly subsided, as if such an earth-shattering clash had never occurred before. Only the lingering scorching heat in the void and the faint death aura remaining after the self-destruction of the Primordial Ancestor silently testified to the fierce collision that had just taken place.
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The Three Suns Continent, the Azure Dragon Immortal Ship, the Azure Dragon Immortal Palace.
"Whoosh..."
A streak of red light, like a leaping flame, suddenly shattered the silence of the hall, and the shrunk to about three inches tall, the Old Ancestor Jin Yan, appeared in Su Mo's palm. His crimson robes were covered in wrinkles and scorch marks, and his once resolute face was now filled with humiliation and fear. A trace of golden immortal blood remained at the corner of his mouth, and the blazing red sealing light ropes were deeply embedded in his immortal body, firmly locking away all his power. Even his signature red hair hung limply, no longer showing any of the domineering power he once had when he roamed the sea of lightning, resembling a defeated rooster.
Su Mo didn't even glance at the prisoner. With a slight twitch of his fingertips, a layer of chaotic light emanated from his palm. Then, with a wave of his hand, he took the immortal avatar of Ancestor Jin Yan, who was floating in mid-air with his aura already extremely weak, into the chaotic cage of his natal immortal domain, where they would keep company with the other prisoners and await their fate of being refined.
"I've stayed in this Three Yang Immortal Tomb long enough. It's time to continue my journey to the Void Star Abyss." Su Mo gazed at the chaotic halo flowing outside the hall and spoke softly, his voice echoing within the hall with a sense of calm that had settled down.
He had already wiped out most of the fifth and sixth-rank Golden Immortals in the southern part of Kongyuan Star Abyss. Staying in the Three Yang Immortal Tomb would only be a waste of time, and it would be difficult to gain much more.
As for Ancestor Yuanji, he understood perfectly well—with this death mark present, if the other party truly wanted revenge, they could easily track him down no matter where he was. Whether he stayed in the Three Yang Immortal Tomb or not made little difference.
"But these clansmen under the command of the fifth and sixth rank Golden Immortals..." Su Mo frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. Although the other fifth and sixth rank Golden Immortals were gone, there were still quite a few fourth rank and below Golden Immortals under their command. Taking them all down and harvesting their immortal true spirits would also be a considerable gain.
"Never mind, I've already gained enough from this Three Yang Immortal Tomb."
After pondering for a moment, Su Mo abandoned the idea. It would be fine to take down the fifth and sixth grade Golden Immortals like Ancestor Jin Yan, but if he were to wipe out all the Immortal Golden Immortals in their respective forces, the commotion would be far too great. It might even alarm the Yuan Jin Immortal Court, or even the Yuan Jin Immortal King, the king of the Immortal Kingdom.
Even if the probability is extremely low, as long as it can happen, we must take precautions.
Personal safety is the most important thing; there's no need to take that risk for such a small gain.
Although an eighth-rank Golden Immortal is powerful, in front of an Eternal Immortal King, he is no different from those mortals. He doesn't even need to lift a finger; with just a thought, he can completely obliterate the immortal, leaving him no room for resistance.
The next second...
"Whoosh..."
The Azure Dragon Immortal Ship suddenly shone with a dazzling azure light, warm yet powerful, like billions of azure stars blooming simultaneously. The azure dragon totem carved on the hull seemed to come alive, its scales shimmering with a jade-like luster, its eyes sparkling with spiritual light, emitting a deep dragon roar that pierced the heavens and earth. The entire ship trembled slightly, transforming into a streak of azure light that pierced the heavens and earth, leaving a long trail of light behind it. Stardust condensed on the trail of light, and it directly tore through the spatial barrier surrounding the Three Yang Continent, speeding towards the chaotic star river beyond the Three Yang Continent, disappearing into the distant void in an instant.
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The void and the starry abyss, the silent and desolate immortal realm.
This is a forbidden land shrouded in deathly silence. Countless wisps of gray-black death energy intertwine to form a sea, stretching across millions of eons of time and space, seemingly existing since the very beginning of the Void Star Abyss. It is a forbidden zone that all living beings in the Star Abyss fear to even speak of. Within this sea of death energy, not a single sound of life flowing can be heard; only the sizzling sound of rules being corroded echoes in the void, a sound enough to unsettle even a Golden Immortal. Even a mere wisp of death energy escaping from the outer perimeter can easily penetrate the protective immortal light of a half-step Golden Immortal, seeping into the body through the pores, frantically corroding the immortal bones and gnawing at the soul. Within a year, it can reduce them to a mindless walking corpse. If one dares to venture deeper, even a third or fourth-grade Golden Immortal cannot withstand the inky blackness of the death energy for more than a few years before being completely assimilated, turning into a speck of dust in the sea of death energy, annihilated in both body and soul, leaving not even a trace of reincarnation.
"Cough cough...cough cough..."
Suddenly, a strange coughing sound emanated from the deepest part of this sea of deathly energy. The sound was hoarse and muffled, yet it carried a power that could shake the universe. Each cough was like a hammer of the Great Dao striking the sea of deathly energy, causing the deathly energy, which had not subsided for millions of years, to surge and boil, creating towering waves tens of thousands of feet high. Where the waves crashed, even the stable barriers of spacetime were shaken open with fine cracks. The chaotic energy that overflowed from the cracks was instantly corroded and annihilated upon contact with the deathly energy, revealing a deeper and darker void behind it.
Vaguely visible amidst the billowing deathly aura, a terrifying figure could be seen appearing and disappearing. He sat upon a throne forged from ancient, dark iron, as black as ink, covered with twisted runes, each emanating deathly energy. The figure was enveloped in an even denser deathly aura, like being draped in a flowing, dark robe, obscuring his features. Only a pair of eyes, colder than ghostly green flames, were visible, flickering with two almost solidified gray lights, now radiating a chilling glint. The killing intent contained within that light was enough to make even an eighth-rank Golden Immortal tremble.
"How dare you show me such disrespect..." A deep voice emanated from the depths of deathly energy, carrying a chill that could freeze the soul. Each word seemed to have been pulled from the deepest abyss, making the surrounding deathly energy even more stagnant. "Good! Very good indeed!"
He slowly raised his withered, claw-like hand, dry and black, with long, sharp nails that gleamed with a metallic sheen. He clenched his fist, and the deathly aura before him coalesced into a living fist. Wherever the fist passed, even space itself was corroded, creating ever-expanding black holes, within which the rules of immortality shattered inch by inch: "Damn wretch! You just wait, I'm not finished with you!"
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