Ji Biyue endured excruciating pain, as if a thousand ghosts were devouring her. The gray mist vanished and regenerated, enveloping her once more.
She involuntarily followed the Great Dao's teachings, chanting scriptures along with them. Her primordial spirit continuously recited the divine incantations she heard. At this moment, her body had been torn apart, and she was suffering hellish torment, as if she were being dismembered.
The mantra of the Zhe Character Secret" was recited, and Huang feathers, as red as blood, bloomed with crimson light, turning the place blood-red. This is the Divine Phoenix Immortality Art!
The rune between the girl's brows also emitted a magnificent light. The two Divine Spirit Indestructibility Art worked in unison, and in an instant, flesh and blood regenerated, bones were reforged, and her very essence underwent a profound transformation...
After an unknown amount of time, it all came to an end. The girl and the pain merged. In her eyes, the gray mist dissipated, the Chaos faded, and the figure deep within the mist was revealed.
It was still a cold dungeon. Looking at the blurry light and shadow ahead, Ji Biyue's eyes dimmed. There was no joy of success; she felt numb.
This blood-tempering ritual is extremely cruel. After Su Yu comprehended this divine power, he tried it on several Immortal Platform cultivators, but the results were not good. They basically could not withstand the pain that penetrated deep into their souls, and their physical bodies and divine souls were completely shattered.
With Su Yu's assistance, the Zhe Character Secret and the Divine Phoenix Immortality Art work together to protect the participants' physical bodies, offering a certain chance of success. However, this process touches upon the soul, so patience is key...
"You are the future Holy Lord of the Ji Family!" Su Yu walked up to her, waved his wide sleeves, and used his divine power to condense a robe, which he then draped over the girl's body.
Upon hearing the words "Holy Lord," a glint appeared in Ji Biyue's eyes, as if her deepest desire had been stirred. She had done too many wrong things for that position.
Her father had a special obsession with the Holy Lord of the Ji Family, and so did she. However, just like Ji Yanyun, she could not compete with Ji Haoyue, the current God King Body of the Ji Family.
With no success found in the righteous path, she had no choice but to take a risky one, and targeting Ji Ziyue was one step in her plan.
Although Ji Ziyue wasn't keen on cultivation, her Origin Spirit Body constitution made her highly valued by the old king of the Ji Family. The Little Moon were linked, making her God King Body status incredibly secure; even being defeated by the Demon Clan princess didn't shake her position...
"With the birth of Saint ancestor, I cannot contend with the God King Body!" Ji Biyue said, curled up to one side, looking somewhat dejected.
"Things will become clear in the future!"
Su Yu didn't say much, waved his hand, and turned to the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family, saying, "Take my name card and tell Ji Zi that I have a karmic connection with her!"
What was a devastating disaster for Ji Biyue was nothing in his eyes. He didn't Wu Shi need the successor of Wushi to speak; Cao Yusheng only needed to send a name card, which would be enough to subdue everything.
Upon hearing these words, Ji Biyue's eyes lit up, and the flame of Life was rekindled.
She wouldn't believe anyone else who said such things, but the other party was the Palace Master of the Chaos Palace, the leader of a powerful force, and on good terms with the Ancient Emperor Clans. Even the Ji Family wouldn't dare to offend him easily.
"Yes, sir!" the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family replied respectfully.
After everything ended, wisps of Chaos energy dissipated, and Su Yu's figure gradually blurred, exuding an aura of vicissitude and antiquity that inspired awe.
Ultimately, everything came down to a single Purple Marrow Divine Jade Token. The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family retrieved the ancient token, unleashed a Void rune in the void, and opened the refined iron prison wide, saying calmly, " Yanyun's lineage is finished. Even if the master pardons your crimes, your identity will forever imprison you. From now on, you are my own daughter!"
Upon hearing the word "master," Ji Biyue's gaze sharpened, filled with fear. She knew that the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family held an extremely high position, and even if Su Yu appeared, she would only assume that he was colluding with outsiders.
It turns out that it wasn't a conspiracy, but rather a master-servant relationship!
" The Deity-Deliverance Art!" Ji Biyue lamented inwardly, but showed no sign of it on her face.
She bent slightly, knelt down, humbly kowtowed, and softly said, "Greetings, Father!"
"Forget everything that happened before!" The old man in black shook his head, his eyes expressionless, and strode out.
The black-haired girl, pale-faced, stood up and felt the pure divine power contained within her body. This was the Chaos magic power given to her by Su Yu, which was far more powerful than the Void power she had cultivated before.
Looking at the dim lights here, she chuckled softly, a cold glint in her eyes. Then, she rode on a divine cloud, her jade feet treading on the Chaos energy, and followed.
What does it matter if I follow the demon god, as long as I can see the light!
Her precious body is enough for her to rise again. Those who deceive, insult, and slander her in this world, she will personally build their tombs and then send them to their demise!
Chapter 408 A Dream of Yuhua
"Waaah..."
A chilling wind howled, black mist filled the air, and blood rain poured down. A yellow whirlwind swept across the entire world, accompanied by the blood rain. Above the sky, a black demonic figure appeared, standing there taller than a thousand-foot mountain range.
Suddenly, the mist dissipated, revealing a pair of cold, merciless eyes, like two will-o'-the-wisps, coldly gazing at the frail woman below.
Give me everything you have.
A chilling atmosphere filled the air; in an instant, broken bones, severed limbs, and severed heads... everything was stained with Black Blood.
"Don't want..."
In a quiet wooden cabin, Lin Jia woke up from a nightmare, her forehead covered in sweat.
Her hair was disheveled, her pupils were constricted, and there was an indescribable fear in her eyes as she stared in terror at everything before her.
However, this time she was greeted not by a bloody storm, but by a gleaming purple wooden wall.
The little house wasn't large, but it was very cozy. It was decorated with jade, and on the table, little Little Immortal Phoenix swayed, glistening and emitting a faint fragrance.
These are the flowers of the Phoenix Feather Divine Tree. They are quite peculiar; the red flowers are like little elves, shimmering with light and displaying magnificent divine splendor.
"It was a dream..."
Savoring the delicate fragrance of the place, Lin Jia let out a long sigh, her gaze lowered, her mind still pondering the demonic figure.
Suddenly, her gaze went blank, and she lowered her head slightly, looking at the clothes on her body.
Her original plain white dress was gone, replaced by a soft silver silk dress that only covered her breasts, making it look like she was wearing a swimsuit, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.
Upon seeing this scene, the black-haired woman seemed to realize something, and then a blush quickly rose on her pretty face, as if she were feeling ashamed.
Although she comes from Earth and has been influenced by the internet age, after six years in Big Dipper, she has been assimilated by the local atmosphere and now wears proper clothing.
After all, women who expose large areas of skin are only found in brothels, and even then, in low-class brothels.
In places like the Ten Great Places of Pleasure in the Northern Region, the female cultivators who appear there are no different from the disciples of the Holy Lands, and their successors are even more holy, like goddesses, making people dare not defile them.
Simply indulging in desires is the lowest of paths; cultivating inner strength and becoming ethereal like an immortal is the True Phoenix that cultivators strive for!
A moment later, Lin Jia got up and glanced at the jade shelf beside the bed, on which was a set of silver-threaded True Phoenix robes.
She remained silent for a moment, then took off her clothes and draped them over herself. Her expression regained its composure. This time, she had returned from a near-death experience, and her state of mind was completely different from before.
After dressing, Lin Jia looked around the purple wooden hut, then gazed at the small golden cauldron on the purple jade table.
This was a divine object she obtained from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, which was also the reason why Liu Yunzhi and the other two were relentlessly pursuing her.
"He didn't take it?" she murmured, somewhat lost in thought.
Not only the small golden tripod, but also an old silk scarf and a jade pendant on the table. These were items she brought from Earth, which she cherished and always wore close to her body.
Besides that, there were also the clothes she had been wearing before, including her undergarments, all folded up there.
Looking at the items on the table, the black-haired woman blushed slightly, a mix of complex thoughts arising within her.
Lin Jia then stroked the jade pendant, looking at the jade she had brought from Earth. Her eyebrows arched slightly, and she felt a sense of peace.
A gentle breeze blew, and the woman's cherry lips parted slightly, her large eyes sparkling like the bright sunshine of spring. Her smile was captivating, and the holy light shone on her snow-white skin, making her hair glisten. She was truly beautiful.
Lin Jia moved slightly, walked to the purple jade table, put the simple and elegant little golden tripod into her sleeve, then glanced at the Phoenix Feather Flower beside her, her delicate nose twitching slightly.
In an instant, a delicate floral fragrance wafted over, the True Phoenix sang a long song, its feathers swirling around it, the Phoenix Feather Flower swaying, flowing with dreamlike colors. She felt as if she were in a pure land, her whole body warm and comfortable.
After a moment, Lin Jia regained her composure, her expression calm, and opened the purple wooden door, revealing a Immortal Spirit.
The pool is crystal clear, the spring water gurgles, the vegetation is lush, the flowers are in full bloom, the strange rocks are scattered, and the ancient trees reach for the sky. The huge canopies of the trees block out the sun, and a dappled sunlight falls through the shadows of the forest. A Qingfeng blows, making people feel refreshed and light as a feather.
" The Feathered Immortal Valley!"
Looking at the magnificent scene before her, Lin Jia was not surprised. She had seen even more extraordinary sights in the Desolate Antiquity Immortal Palace.
After surveying the surroundings, the woman in the silver dress's eyes dimmed; the person she wanted to see wasn't there.
"Isn't he here?" Lin Jia's beautiful eyes flickered; she had so much to say to that person.
The life-saving grace... and the person behind Liu Yunzhi and the others... unfortunately, he's not here.
The towering Phoenix Feather Tree stands tall, with two vines hanging from its branches, strung together by purple jade to form a jade swing.
Beside it are crystal-clear springs and ponds filled with flowers, petals falling in profusion. Rays of rosy light fall from the Void, condensing into droplets that sprinkle upon countless living things, creating a dazzling spectacle that immerses the viewer.
Lin Jia glanced at the redwood tree, then stepped into the air, her body and mind flashing, like a crane, gracefully landing on the Phoenix Feather Wood swing.
"This kind of game is too ancient, Earth..."
Looking at the swing beside her, Lin Jia felt a little sad. The last time she saw this was fifteen years ago. Time has passed, and now she is light-years away and can no longer see her relatives.
Thinking about these things, a trace of sorrow appeared between the woman's brows, and wisps of black light emerged, exuding an ominous aura.
This is a tracking mark left on her by a terrifying being.
Lin Jia didn't care about the black energy. She had tried to remove it before, but to no avail. Besides, the black light didn't affect anything about her, so she let it go...
With her black hair swaying and her skirt fluttering, the woman in the silver dress closed her eyes. With a slight movement of her divine power, two vines swung automatically, carrying her back and forth in this pure land.
Deep within the Feathered Immortal Valley, Chaos surged, and immortal light soared into the sky. A hundred-foot-long black serpent stirred up the heavens and earth, roaring incessantly, its triangular eyes watching the Human Clan before it with apprehension.
This is a Saint Holy Lord Realm beast. After the Lightning Phoenix Bird left, this black snake became the new king of the Feathered Immortal Valley, and even devoured another Holy Lord Realm Golden-Winged Roc, making it extremely terrifying.
In the valley, an ancient herb, glowing with blue light, stands tall and graceful, shrouded in divine radiance, displaying auspicious splendor, and exuding a rich fragrance.
This is a five-thousand-year-old Heavenly Yang Grass, which can nourish the primordial spirit and is a rare ancient medicine.
Looking at the black serpent at the Holy Lord Realm before him, Su Yu remained calm and showed no intention of retreating.
Although he only possessed the divine power of the First Heaven of the Immortal Platform at this time, his forbidden secret techniques were enough to kill Holy Lord and dominate the Five Regions.
He reached out and summoned countless time-related Dao patterns, which intertwined and arranged in the Void, outlining the Divine Form of the sword light.
At the same time, a piece of Source Heaven Divine Veins flew out and imprinted itself in the Void. In an instant, the earth's veins surged, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and mountains and rivers trembled. Thick dragon energy burst forth, ten thousand dragons roared, clouds and mist rose, and the magnificent scenery was awe-inspiring.
This is Source Heaven Arts. For Source Earth Master, as long as the earth vein dragon energy is abundant, it is enough to annihilate any Holy Lord Realm being!
The dragon's aura surged, and golden dragon scales clanged as they condensed into an unparalleled dragon sword. Its supreme power swept across the heavens and the earth, piercing through the past, present, and future, causing the vast ocean to tremble.
A misty, ethereal atmosphere enveloped Su Yu, with wisps of Chaos energy surging forth and coiling around him, outlining the shape of his celestial robes.
The black serpent was also somewhat dazed. In a short moment, this Human Clan had gone from Half-Step Great Power to almost Holy Lord, making it tremble with fear and sensing extreme danger in its soul.
As Desolate Antiquity and savage beast, the giant serpent was extremely vigilant and fled immediately, abandoning the soon-to-mature Heavenly Yang Grass.
"Want to leave?"
Seeing the black snake trying to escape, Su Yu chuckled and moved his hands, the Chaos energy between his fingers and palms flowing, outlining nine ancient and vast imperial patterns, which were the nine imperial characters of the " Taihuang Scripture ".
"Kill!"
He pointed his fingers together as a sword, remotely manipulating the Taihuang Sword, and slashed down diagonally. Strands of shallow imperial aura overflowed, cutting out along the sharp blade, with thousands of rays of clear light bursting forth, unleashing the might of Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.
The Dragon Sword trembled slightly, and dragon scales grew on its blade, almost identical to those of a real Emperor Weapon. Each scale shone brightly, intertwining together to exude endless killing intent!
The black serpent grew increasingly terrified, its body thrashing about, shifting and changing position in an attempt to evade the attack.