Su Yu's voice was calm, but his words were sharp and piercing, and every word he spoke could shake the Five Regions.
The Central Emperor looked at him intently, and after Sumeru, nodded and said, "I believe in you. If one day you achieve Xian Dao, I hope you will resurrect Yayun. Her body is still here, and her coffin has been sealed in Central Province by my divine ice."
After speaking, he knelt on one knee, intending to submit. However, Su Yu stopped him in time.
"You are not my servant, but a companion on my Immortal Road."
Having gained the Central Emperor's allegiance, Su Yu felt a surge of pride. Unlike Wang Teng, this was a prodigy on the imperial path whom he had won over with his own charisma.
"With your talent, you will surely attain enlightenment in the future. The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are not our final destination. In the future, we will surely ascend to Flying Immortal together, create an eternal legend, and meet the immortals in this world."
Su Yu pointed out and passed the "Zhulong Sutra", "Immortal Phoenix Sutra", "Luangu Sutra", "Qian" character secret, "Shu" character secret and "Xing" character secret to Xiang Yufei.
"Cultivate diligently; it won't be long before we head to the Ziwei Ancient Star!"
The two left the temple. Su Yu offered him a few words of encouragement before turning and leaving, leaving the Central Emperor alone in astonishment.
He said, somewhat incredulously, "That's it? A mere verbal submission has earned you three Emperor Scripture and three Nine Secrets Divine Techniques?"
Suddenly, a faint Daoist voice echoed from the Void, pointing directly at his sea of consciousness. Accompanying it was a dazzling azure-gold spear.
"Don't misunderstand, I planted the Devouring Heaven Demon Seed in your sea of consciousness before, but it's gone now!"
After receiving the Holy Path Divine Spear and sensing the remaining immortal Immortal Qi within the Immortal Platform, Xiang Yufei remained silent for a moment, recalling Su Yu's earlier words.
" The Ruthless Great Emperor's Emperor Weapon inheritance, and the events surrounding Tu Fei in the Northern Region —these were all his doing. And how did Wang Teng choose between the * Devouring Heaven Demon Art * and the * Chaotic Ancient Scripture *...?"
The Central Emperor stood alone in the Void, smiled slightly, and Su Yu handed him the " Chaotic Ancient Scripture." Perhaps Wang Teng had chosen a different path, bound by the Devouring Heaven Demon Seed...
He glanced at the Phoenix Wood Divine Hall not far away, his body radiating a faint divine light, and vanished in an instant, incredibly fast.
In the Void, two slender figures silently watched the Central Emperor depart. Su Yu exclaimed in admiration, "To be able to unleash a trace of the Dao so soon after obtaining the Nine Secrets —truly worthy of being a top genius of the Golden Age!"
"Truly extraordinary, worthy of being called a peerless genius on par with Gai Jiuyou."
Yang Yi's eyes also showed approval. In her era, the most outstanding prodigy was the Purple Yang Monarch of Central Province, who was known as invincible throughout the Five Regions and had entered the realm of sainthood. His cultivation was earth-shattering.
However, compared to the Central Emperor, the so-called Purple Yang King Physique pales in comparison. Xiang Yufei's path will not stop at the path of sainthood. Perhaps he can, like Gai Jiuyou, forge his own path to emperorhood and possess the bearing of Supreme being.
" Yi'er! It's getting late."
As the sun set in the west, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds, Su Yu gazed into the beautiful woman's eyes, which reflected the inverted world, making his heart tremble.
Knowing Su Yu's meaning, Yang Yi blushed slightly and turned her head away. Her snow-white dress emitted specks of green light, and her body was crystal clear, like the most beautiful glass. Her liver was filled with rich Life essence, and strands of emerald light poured out, outlining a goddess dressed in emerald green.
A slender young woman stood gracefully, her pale purple hair contrasting beautifully with her snow-white skin. Her dark hair was styled into a flowing cloud bun, adorned with two jade hairpins. The hem of her emerald green dress undulated like waves on the sea, its flowing patterns shimmering with iridescent light, giving her an air of dignified nobility, quiet elegance.
"Just one?" Su Yu muttered, a look of disappointment in his eyes.
Yang Yi raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said sweetly, "How many do you want? Do you want me to keep you company?"
After returning from Zishan, Su Yu forced her to engage in dual spiritual cultivation, and all the deities from her Dao Palace were also transferred to Su Yu's Immortal Palace.
Through conversations with Zixia and An Miaoyi, as well as several instances of dual spiritual cultivation, she gained a deep understanding of Su Yu. She knew that he could improve his cultivation through his primordial yin, and her Saint yin was enough to greatly enhance Su Yu's cultivation.
Su Yu has never engaged in dual cultivation with her, his intentions are obvious. There is also the Palace Master of Zili Palace of the Green Lotus Imperial Dynasty, who possesses the Taiyin Physique and is ostensibly Su Yu's only disciple. Everyone knows what the future holds.
Seeing Yang Yi's displeasure, Su Yu quickly said, "There's no need for that, Yi'er, you just need to focus on your cultivation."
"Cultivation? You and my Wood God are cultivating together, I feel the same way, how can you cultivate?" Yang Yi said irritably.
Even with her extremely gentle personality, she could not calmly bear such an experience and was no longer as gentle and mild as before.
Su Yu was speechless. He could only pick up the goddess in the emerald dress, transform into a shower of shimmering light, and disappear from the spot.
The only thing he could do was to stabilize his realm as soon as possible, and then, when Ninth Heaven of Severing the Dao Realm, use the female saint's primordial yin energy to step into the Saint Realm in one fell swoop. He didn't want to waste time in the Half-Saint.
Chapter 327 Yaoguang Enters the Palace
After a night of arduous cultivation, the Golden Crow hung high in the sky. Su Yu stepped out of the Immortal Palace, with ancient scrolls above his head entwined with wisps of Chaos energy. Purple-gold divine light condensed into Dao lines, intertwining and changing within the Dao diagram, transforming into layers of overlapping waves, surging and turbulent.
He stood in the Daoist temple, his celestial and Chaos Dao robes radiating a faint glow. His black hair was casually tied back with a gold and jade belt. He was tall and slender, with a pine-like posture. His handsome appearance exuded the nobility and elegance bestowed by heaven and earth.
Amidst the ethereal clouds, two Immortal Gold statues of immortals appeared and disappeared, wisps of smoke rising, and a gentle breeze ruffling a strand of the young man's hair.
Su Yu's figure flashed and he entered the Thirty-Three Heavens. He sat high on the steps, the runes in the palace shining brightly, the Dao patterns radiating Eternal immortal light, and the phantoms of gods and demons appeared on both sides, just like real living beings, their aura as deep as the abyss, making people look at them with awe.
With a wave of his sleeve, a flash of Chaos Divine Light released the Yaoguang Holy Son. The others that Ye Fan had suppressed were handed over to the Chaos Palace.
The Yaoguang Holy Son, dressed in white, snapped out of his daze. Looking at the Immortal Gold Palace and sensing the Severing the Dao Demons on both sides, he felt a chill run down his spine and his face turned pale. In this situation, he felt as if he had fallen into the hands of Ancient Emperor Clans. These attendants were definitely beyond the Immortal Platform Second Heaven.
He raised his hand and looked up, feeling a supreme majesty. It was as if a celestial Heavenly Emperor sat majestically on the steps, looking down at him.
The Yaoguang Holy Son bowed and said, "Greetings, Senior..."
However, before the Yaoguang Holy Son could finish speaking, Su Yu interrupted him. The black-haired youth at the head of the table said coldly, "I know everything about you. The Indestructible Heavenly Art, the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, the Ruthless One Lineage, Hua Yunfei, you are the Ruthless One successor of the Yaoguang Holy Land in this generation."
With each word Su Yu uttered, a sense of dread grew in the heart of the Yaoguang Holy Son. Now he was trapped in a desperate situation, and no one could save him. Since the other party knew he belonged to the Ruthless One Lineage, they would never let him go for the sake of those two Emperor Scripture.
Although he was filled with despair, the Yaoguang Holy Son remained outwardly calm. He said calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about, Ruthless One Lineage someone everyone wants to kill. I have a blood feud with them..."
A streak of dark light flashed past, and Su Yu summoned the Emperor Weapon from the Immortal Platform. The Devouring Heaven Demon Jar hovered in the air, its floating motion emitting countless divine rays of light, crystal clear Ruyu, dazzling and possessing a mysterious and supreme Daoist charm. The ghost mask on the Demon Jar was lifelike, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
In the eyes of the Yaoguang Holy Son, Su Yu above seemed to have transformed into a cold, dark black hole, devouring everything. He was startled, sensing a threat of death, that he was about to be reduced to ashes and refined by the other party.
In his eyes, everything he had experienced had become an illusion. His memories, Daoist magic, divine power, physical body, and soul were all about to fall into that bottomless black hole, and all traces of him would vanish, ceasing to exist in this world.
The world was silent, the candlelight was still, the light and shadow flickered, all sounds disappeared, time seemed to stand still, a deathly tranquility.
Within the eerie light, countless divine runes outlined Su Yu's likeness. His expression was indifferent as he coldly stated, "The Devouring Heavenly God, don't you remember?"
The power of the Dao of Devouring patterns grew stronger and stronger, gradually accelerating. The Yaoguang Holy Son his muscles about to burst, his true blood boiling, and his whole body burning, yet a chilling cold pierced his bones.
"You belong to that lineage!" The Yaoguang Holy Son lowered his head, a somber look appearing on his once handsome face.
The Devouring Heaven Demon Jar and the Devouring Heaven Demon Art —his path to enlightenment seems to be coming to an end here.
Since the other party cultivates the " Devouring Heaven Demon Art," he is a top-grade cauldron for Su Yu, possessing unparalleled allure, and there is absolutely no way Su Yu would let him go.
"Life or death, which path will you choose?"
Su Yu stood up and walked down the Immortal Gold steps, his eyes fixed on the Yaoguang Holy Son, his gaze filled with the image of stars fading and disappearing, a sight that sent shivers down one's spine.
"I submit to your will, senior; I choose the path of life!"
With the devouring divine power gone, the Yaoguang Holy Son calmed his fear, and a trace of color returned to his face as he looked at Su Yu.
Su Yu was enveloped in three thousand Chaos energies, Chaos Dao Diagram above his head, and a wondrous phantom of a World Tree behind him. His aura was as deep as an abyss, like an Immortal of the Foreign Realm Immortal King, or perhaps an endless starry sky, his primordial strength unparalleled throughout the ages. Celestial radiance blended with divine light, and wisps of sacred aura emanated from him—this was the aura of the Indestructible Heavenly Art...
With a flick of his finger, the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar unleashed a beam of imperial energy, dazzling as a rainbow, which shot towards the consciousness of the Yaoguang Holy Son.
The Yaoguang Holy Son felt a chill run down his spine, a bad premonition forming in his mind. He was about to resist, but under Su Yu's indifferent gaze, his soul and body were completely subdued, and he could only accept his unknown fate with a sorrowful expression.
Su Yu continuously cast divine spells, causing ancient and desolate imperial runes to enter the Yaoguang Holy Son's brow and merge with the dark imperial energy in his sea of consciousness, leaving an indelible mark on the Yaoguang Holy Son's primordial spirit.
After Sumeru, Su Yu lowered his hands and returned to the desk.
Now that he stands at the Third Heaven of Severing the Dao, he personally activated the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar to plant an Emperor Qi Thought Restriction. Unless Quasi-Emperor wields Emperor Weapon, no one can break it. The Yaoguang Holy Son cannot escape his control.
Feeling the deep imprint on his spirit body, the Yaoguang Holy Son was somewhat dazed. In an instant, all his original grand ambitions vanished. And the promises he made to Li Ming also disappeared like smoke in the wind.
"The path to enlightenment, the road to emperorship—it's all over."
Su Yu didn't take the Yaoguang Holy Son, who was at the Third Heaven of the Four Extremes, to heart. However, seeing him so dejected, and remembering how the boy had fought Ye Fan, who was at the Great Completion stage, for a whole day and night in the original timeline, Su Yu finally felt a sense of appreciation for his talent.
He flicked his finger and passed on the three Emperor Scripture and the Three Sects Nine Secrets Divine Arts to the Yaoguang Holy Son. Then he laid out the Bodhi Tea Set and repeated what he had said before the Central Emperor...
"Within the seven forbidden zones of the Eastern Wasteland lie ancient emperors and sovereigns, who severed themselves to plot the Immortal Road. Centuries later, the Road to Immortality emerges, and the Forbidden Zone Supreme fails to Immortal Road. To replenish his life force, he harvests the lives of Immortal Platform beings. At that time, I will help you achieve an immortal body..."
"When I seize the mandate of Heavenly Mandate and shatter all paths, I will surely help you step into the Ultimate Realm of the Imperial Dao, the scene of Flying Immortal. The Northern Emperor and the Central Emperor are both among them, and you also possess the potential to be an unparalleled emperor. Why be trapped by the ' Devouring Heaven Demon Art '? Proving the Dao is only the beginning. The Immortal Domain is our battlefield. You will understand in the future."
The fragrant aroma of tea filled the air, and the Yaoguang Holy Son's expression improved considerably. During his conversation with Su Yu, he learned many things, such as the truth about the Seven Forbidden Zones and the Road to Immortality in this Lifetime.
Moreover, the other party pointed out the errors in his practice of the " Indestructible Heavenly Art," speaking gently and kindly, like a teacher, and the two got along very well...
After some discussion, the Yaoguang Holy Son as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through, and he suddenly understood and wanted to perform the great kneeling ceremony.
"Thank you, Palace Master."
Su Yu accepted the salute without hesitation, showing no fear of the Yaoguang Holy Son. In terms of physique, he possessed Flawless Chaos Body; in terms of scriptures, his " Indestructible Heavenly Art " was modified by the fourth incarnation of the Ruthless One; and in terms of background, he had Saint protecting him, as well as Quasi-Emperor Forbidden Artifact and imperial forbidden artifacts.
No matter what choice the other party makes, they cannot escape his control.
He nodded slightly and said, "One day, I will ascend to Flying Immortal with you! Go, I will await the moment you take charge of the Yaoguang Holy Land."
The Yaoguang Holy Son slowly walked out of the Immortal Palace. Two divine beams shot from his eyes as he looked at Jin City under the clouds and the scorched earth of the Fire Domain not far away, burying all his pain deep in his heart without revealing a trace.
Under the Emperor Qi Thought Restriction, he had no secrets, not even the power to vent his pain; he could only endure it in silence.
After the Yaoguang Holy Son left, an old servant with gray hair came out and said respectfully, "Palace Master, Yan Li has arrived."
"Is there enough energy?" Su Yu asked calmly without turning around.
Li Chonghua reported, "Including the three million catties of source material dismantled by the Chaos Palace, Yan Li brought seven and a half million catties of Pure Source. The Sacred Body Ye Fan is already waiting in Yan City."
Hearing the gray-haired old servant's words, Su Yu nodded slightly. He didn't care about this bit of Pure Source. Compared to a large piece of Star Blue Mother Gold and the " Ascension Immortal Scripture," a few million catties of source was nothing. The so-called Pure Source had a much lower value at the Severing the Dao stage.
Don't talk about him; Yan Ruyu and An Miaoyi have always used Divine Source.
"Send him to Yan City!"
After speaking, Su Yu's silver-threaded Chaos Dao emitted a faint glow, and the Daoist patterns in the Void flickered. He disappeared into the space and crossed towards Yan City.
Chapter 328 Extremely Popular
Central Province, the Ancient Hua Dynasty.
Magnificent palaces and towering celestial towers stand majestically atop the Nine Heavens. Enveloped in mist and swirling clouds, the complex stretches to the horizon.
Below lies the vast Ancient Hua capital, where hundreds of millions of people live.
In the most magnificent celestial palace, the Ancient Hua Emperor wore a nine-dragon crown and a nine-dragon robe. He merged with heaven and earth, becoming one with them, causing the Sun-Moon to lose their luster.
His hair was as white as snow, his body was strong and muscular, and his aura was as deep as the ocean, inspiring awe. A Ancestral Dragon, seemingly made of flesh and blood, coiled around his head.
Beside the Ancient Hua Emperor stood a graceful young woman with waist-length black hair, as smooth as ink brocade, and flawless beauty. This was Jiang Ruoyu, the seventeenth princess of the Ancient Hua Dynasty, and the fourth most beautiful woman in Central Province.
Four Great Power royal uncles stood on the golden steps, their bodies wreathed in dragon energy, exuding majesty, sharp eyes, and boundless magical power.
Below them were numerous princes and grandsons, all of whom were respectful and deferential, not daring to overstep their bounds in the slightest.
"Ruoyu, thanks to the Divine Spring and Sacred Fruit you brought, otherwise I would already be in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land." Looking at his seventeenth princess, a trace of tenderness flashed in the eyes of Ancient Hua Emperor.
Although he held a lofty position, being the master of countless miles of rivers and mountains and ruling Immortal of the Foreign Realm dynasty, all of this was meaningless in the face of time. No one can escape death in the end. No matter how great a hero you are, there will be a time for you to fall from grace. Even the most unparalleled overlord is nothing more than a handful of yellow earth in the end. Like the setting sun, the bright red color fades into darkness.