mtl008 Chapter 1083 Sorrow in the Immortal Realm
Chapter 1083 Sorrow in the Immortal Realm
The Heavenly Feather Immortal Realm, one of the Nine Immortal Realms.
Suddenly, the entire Immortal Realm began to tremble violently without warning, as if an ancient behemoth was stirring up the depths of the Immortal Realm. Billions of stars trembled and seemed about to fall, emitting a mournful "buzzing" sound. Countless continental plates collided, producing a muffled, thunderous roar. Cracks spread like a spider web across every inch of land, and scorching fire spewed from bottomless ravines, burning entire swathes of immortal forests to charcoal.
Immediately afterwards, the sky was rapidly stained with a thick, inky blood color. Blood clouds rolled like raging waves, obscuring the last glimmer of light from the sun, moon, and stars. Even the most distant border of the Immortal Realm was shrouded in this blood color, exuding a suffocating oppression, as if the entire Immortal Realm was being choked by an invisible hand, and even the air became viscous like blood.
In mere moments, a torrential downpour of blood began. The rain was not ordinary liquid; it had condensed into countless droplets of blood, each tinged with a faint golden light, densely packed like a cascading galaxy. This mass swept across all the cosmic seas within the Heavenly Feather Immortal Realm, washing over the mountains and rivers of every continent, seeping into every crevice and ravine. The golden light, imbued with the unique feather-like Daoist essence of Heavenly Feather Golden Immortals, now became a proclamation of death.
Even more bizarrely, when the first drop of blood fell, countless beings within the Heavenly Feather Immortal Realm—whether soaring celestial birds or lurking beasts in the deep sea, whether immortals above the Void Immortal realm or ordinary cultivators below—were suddenly overwhelmed by a nameless sorrow. That sorrow was surging and pure, as if the innate bonds of blood had been forcibly severed, causing them to burst into tears. Even those half-step Golden Immortals who had already stepped into the Immortal Realm and severed all emotions and desires trembled violently at this moment, their eyes uncontrollably welling up with tears. Gazing at the rain of blood, they felt an emptiness in their hearts, as if they had lost some foundation upon which they depended for support.
Almost simultaneously with the falling blood rain, within the Heavenly Feather Immortal Realm, the statues of the Heavenly Feather Golden Immortals, standing tall in the various cosmic seas and worshipped by all people, suddenly emitted a crisp "crack." These statues, carved from immortal immortal jade, carried a wisp of the Heavenly Feather Golden Immortal's divine will and the immortal realm's fortune, and had been indestructible for billions of years. Yet, at this moment, they seemed to have suffered an invisible and terrifying blow, rapidly cracking from their tops, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading across their entire bodies. Finally, with a deafening roar, they collapsed and shattered, turning into a pile of jade dust, leaving not even a trace of divine will behind.
"Blood rain falls from the sky, the immortal realm mourns... This is the fall of the Heavenly Feather Immortal Lord!" A white-haired half-step Golden Immortal looked at the sky, his voice trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with unbelievable fear. His dragon-headed cane fell to the ground with a "clang," but he was completely unaware.
"How...how could this be?" A ninth-rank True Immortal of the Heavenly Feather Immortal Clan, clad in armor, knelt before the collapsed statue, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Our ancestor was an Immortal Golden Immortal, living as long as the Immortal Realm, transcending the river of time and space. How could he have perished like this?"
"No...this can't be real!" A young True Immortal of the Heavenly Feather Immortal Clan shook his head frantically, tears mingling with the blood on his face, leaving two clear tear tracks. "Our ancestor is eternal and immortal, protecting our Heavenly Feather Immortal Realm for millions of cosmic eras. He could never have died and vanished like this! It's fake, it's all fake!"
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Cries, doubts, and lamentations echoed across the Tianling Immortal Clan's territory in the Tianling Immortal Realm, intertwining with the rain of blood and the earth-shaking tremors, composing a desperate elegy. Even the wind carried a chilling cold, making people tremble.
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Within the chaotic void.
"Two units of Immortal True Spirits, I wonder how many units of Immortal True Spirits I can obtain after obliterating the remaining eight Golden Immortals? Will this allow me to break through to the Second Grade Golden Immortal realm in one fell swoop?" Looking at the familiar light screen in front of him, a hint of anticipation flashed in Su Mo's eyes. If he could successfully advance to the Second Grade Golden Immortal realm, his overall combat strength would experience a qualitative leap. Even among the Fifth Grade Immortal Golden Immortals, he would be considered one of the best. At that time, the safety factor of his journey through the Void Star Abyss would be greatly improved.
According to the previous information, for a young star abyss like Kongyuan Star Abyss, which was only fully developed in the last million cosmic eras, the fifth-grade immortal golden immortal is basically the ceiling. Even if there are some hidden aspects, having a sixth-grade or seventh-grade golden immortal in charge is the limit. A fifth-grade golden immortal, unless possessed by a god of misfortune, will not be in much danger.
The next second...
Su Mo shifted his gaze from the light screen to a constantly flickering, illusory soul at the other end of the formation. It was the remnant soul of the Golden Immortal Yuanzhen, now as thin as a candle in the wind, each flicker seemingly about to be extinguished. Its immortal essence was almost completely exhausted, leaving only a faint glimmer of soul light struggling to survive under the crushing power of the formation.
"This Yuanzhen Golden Immortal is also nearing his limit. In at most another 100,000 years, his soul will be scattered!" Su Mo murmured to himself, his voice calm and even, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.
As Su Mo had predicted, 98,000 years later...
The Yuanzhen Immortal Realm, adjacent to the Tianling Immortal Realm, began to tremble violently without warning. Continents cracked open, and from the bottomless fissures surged Taiyin cold energy, freezing vast stretches of immortal rivers; galaxies reversed direction, countless stars derailed and crashed into the continents like meteorites, stirring up towering dust clouds; immortal mountains collapsed amidst the tremors, and the protective arrays of countless immortal cities glowed with blinding red light, emitting a groan of unbearable strain, their runes shattering inch by inch.
Immediately afterwards, the sky was covered in a blood-red color even more intense than that of the Heavenly Feather Immortal Realm. Amidst the churning blood clouds, countless distorted human faces materialized, emitting silent wails. A torrential rain of blood fell, this time the blood droplets mixed with specks of silver light—traces of the dissipated Taiyin power cultivated by the Yuanzhen Golden Immortal. The blood was scattered across every continent and every sea, even the edge of the Immortal Realm was not spared.
"Splash...splash..."
Within the Yuanzhen Immortal Realm, countless beings knelt on the ground, overwhelmed by a heart-wrenching grief that surged within them like a tidal wave, causing them to weep uncontrollably, their breaths choked with sobs, and their bodies to feel as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Our ancestor... he also..." In the ancestral land of the Yuanzhen Immortal Clan, a half-step Golden Immortal of the Yuanzhen Immortal Clan collapsed to the ground, staring at the torrential rain of blood falling continuously in the void. His voice was hoarse beyond recognition, like iron polished by sandpaper. The divine light in his eyes quickly went out, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained, turning him into a soulless walking corpse.
"Even Immortal Lord Yuanzhen has perished, this...this..."
Within the Yuanzhen Immortal Realm, the half-step immortals stared in terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
The events unfolded far beyond their expectations, and a terrifying shadow quickly enveloped their minds, making it hard for them to breathe.
Immortal Golden Immortals are the top-tier powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of their ancient immortal realm. They are the ultimate pursuit of their lives and the pillar of their immortal domains. Since the opening of their nine immortal domains, hundreds of thousands of cosmic eras have passed, and not a single Immortal Golden Immortal has fallen. Not to mention, two Immortal Golden Immortals have fallen in succession within a mere hundred thousand years.
The Nine Immortal Realms are likely about to undergo a major upheaval.
If there's one, there's two, and then there might be three.
I wonder what impact this will have on my people?
Should we leave the Immortal Realm and seek refuge in the Chaotic Void to avoid being caught in the crossfire?
The battle for immortality among golden immortals is not something that half-step golden immortals like them can casually meddle in. If they are not careful, they may not even know how they died.
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Chaotic void.
"Five units of Immortal True Spirit, that's quite a lot more than the Heavenly Feather Golden Immortal." Su Mo glanced at the light screen and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Next up is this Golden Immortal of Burning Heaven."
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Time flies, and 130,000 years have passed.
"Boom..."
A deep, drum-like roar resounded from the heart of the Burning Heaven Immortal Realm, causing the entire realm to tremble violently, even more so than the Heavenly Feather and Yuanzhen Realms. Within each continent, volcanic clusters erupted en masse, crimson lava cascading down like waterfalls, staining half the sky red; vast seas of lava surged with towering waves, crashing against the immortal mountains on the shore and shattering the obsidian cliffs that had been solidified over millions of years.
Immediately afterwards, endless rain of blood appeared out of nowhere, thicker than the previous two times, carrying a scorching temperature, burning the air like flames, instantly engulfing the entire immortal realm. The blood droplets made a "sizzling" sound as they fell, igniting eerie blue flames when they landed on the earth, and evoking deep-seated grief when they landed on living beings.
Within the ancestral land of the Burning Heaven Immortal Clan, palaces forged from Chaos Divine Iron tilted and collapsed amidst the tremors. The fiery statue, symbolizing the authority of the Burning Heaven Golden Immortal, was crushed by an invisible force, turning into molten iron from its feet down the steps, leaving a trail of scorched marks.
"The...the third Immortal Golden Immortal? What...what's going on?"
"Could it be that some powerful being is hunting immortals?"
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Another million years have passed.
The Five Elements Immortal Realm, the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and the Profound Truth Immortal Realm resounded with mournful roars one after another. Blood rain and tremors became the norm. Each appearance of an anomaly meant the fall of another immortal golden immortal. An unspeakable panic spread wildly throughout the nine immortal realms like a plague.
.......
Eight million years later.
"Boom..."
A deafening roar, more terrifying than the previous six combined, ripped through the heavens. The Azure Cloud Immortal Realm, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, began a destructive and violent tremor. Countless continents shattered and collapsed amidst the tremors, turning into billions of fragments scattered across the void. Even the vast ocean of the universe crumbled and disintegrated, transforming into raging torrents of energy. The spacetime barrier at the edge of the Immortal Realm, like shattered glass, was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, revealing the deep, dark chaos behind it, as if it might collapse completely at any moment, swallowing the entire Immortal Realm.
Immediately afterwards, a torrential rain of blood poured down. This time, it was no longer fine droplets of blood, but transformed into a raging river of blood, hanging upside down from the sky, carrying with it a rich aura of life, yet exuding a deathly sorrow. Wherever the river of blood passed, vegetation withered, immortal springs dried up, and even the iconic, evergreen emerald pines of the Azure Cloud Immortal Realm visibly withered and decayed in the blood rain, eventually turning to ashes.
The floating immortal island in the ancestral land of the Qingyun Immortal Clan, which had been suspended in the heavens, plummeted rapidly like a kite with a broken string. The Tongtian Green Vine on the island, which carried a wisp of the Qingyun Golden Immortal's essence, broke apart inch by inch in the rain of blood, emitting a mournful cry as if telling its final unwillingness. In the end, it withered completely into ashes, leaving not even a trace of life.
"Ah—! Even the Azure Cloud Golden Immortal, one of the three great second-rank Golden Immortals, has perished and his soul has vanished. Could it be that all nine Immortal Lords will also...?"