"Roar..."
In an instant, the brilliant purple dragon and the Blue Qilin roared, their forehead bones gleaming, unleashing powerful divine energy in an attempt to resist that divine thought.
They are descendants of Ancient Emperor; how could they endure such humiliation, being enslaved, and having their souls branded...?
"Bang!"
Two crisp sounds rang out, and the Dao patterns surged endlessly. The two Ancestral Saints were sent flying, crashing heavily into the Purple Mountain, creating a huge cloud of dust.
The Daoist patterns on their brows flowed and condensed into an intricate rune, profound and timeless, exuding a faint Daoist charm.
"Buzz!"
Amidst the flowing light, the Purple Dragon and the Blue Qilin transformed into human form. Their faces were pale, their eyes somewhat dull, and their bodies trembled incessantly, as if an ancient god or demon, high above the nine heavens, was looking down upon them...
Amidst the flowing wisps of Chaos mist, a tall, slender figure emerged.
"It seems that for Lan Qi and Yu Zi's sake, you can return to your own clans!" Su Yu pointed a finger, removing the shackles from the two and granting them freedom.
Looking at the handsome young man before him, Yan Qi sighed inwardly, knelt down, and kowtowed, saying, "Yes, sir!"
The opponent has now gained momentum, and with the protection of that Supreme, their future is limitless.
As long as one doesn't perish, attaining enlightenment is practically inevitable, and submitting to the emperor is nothing shameful.
Great Saint Qianlun, who was standing to the side, wanted to try to get closer to Su Yu, but seeing Su Yu's indifferent expression, he silently knelt down and thanked him.
He used to look at the Ancestor King of other Primordial Race with the same gaze...
Su Yu ignored the two and walked straight into the interior of Purple Mountain.
"You Chaos brat... you've gone too far..."
A shrill scream rang out, but Su Yu remained unmoved and continued walking forward.
Then came an even sharper wail from behind. The bronze spear embedded between Kun Zhou's eyebrows was now covered in patina, a mixture of red and green, making it look incredibly sinister.
In an instant, this prodigy, praised by the Fighting Saint Emperor, had his body oozing countless drops of blood, and long, narrow hairs sprouted from his pores, growing vigorously like grass.
"No..."
Black Blood, green blood, and red blood flowed down, and hair of various colors grew wildly, engulfing Kun Zhou. In just a moment, he became a monster with seven-colored red hair.
The red-haired creature let out a loud cry, but he was pinned down by five divine spears and could not move at all. He could only watch as countless ominous hairs grew on his body.
A strange law enveloped his soul, and a nightmare quietly descended.
In his dream, he fell into a Hell where filthy and evil blood flowed and bones piled up like mountains. Some messengers dressed in black robes and wearing hoods escorted him into the Underworld, where the Eighteen Layers of Hell awaited him.
Crossing the dimly lit, green bridge, a huge stone tablet stands tall, inscribed with the three large characters " Light Dwelling). The characters resemble a phoenix in flight or a dragon in roar, exuding a unique charm, majestic and awe-inspiring, inspiring fear in those who behold it.
Bound by Kun Zhou chains and driven by two ghost soldiers, he looked at the seven-colored red fur on his body and felt that he was living a life worse than death, filled with endless regret.
If he had known this would happen, he should have killed that wretched maid!
"Ah... I'm not reconciled..."
Kun Zhou, with green hair on his head, yelled, and a black shadow tore through the air, whipping him until he trembled and screamed in agony.
Behind him were two ghost soldiers, one tall and one thin. One of them was not human, but a Big Black Dog, holding Soul Extraction whip, which he lashed out at Kun Zhou.
"Damn it, seeing these redheads makes me furious! I'll Undying you to a pulp!"
The Black Emperor, looking ferocious, kept wielding his long whip, causing Kun Zhou to howl in pain and nearly faint.
Dragon Horse, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and quickly advised, " Black Emperor, calm down! Don't kill him, or we'll be the ones punished!"
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because the Big Black Dog became even angrier and beat Kun Zhou so badly that his skin was torn open and blood flowed freely.
"I only ate two Star Fruit, so why was I demoted eighteen ranks and made a mere Yin Soldier? I belong to His Highness Shi Ming, Qingxuan shows me absolutely no mercy!"
Upon hearing this, Dragon Horse touched his nose, shamelessly pretending nothing had happened; it was he who had instigated the theft of the Star Fruit.
Tuoyu's Star Fruit is extremely famous, hailed as the First Spirit Root in the Ziwei Star Domain, capable of helping people comprehend the Dao of the Stars.
After the Black Emperor and the Dragon Horse joined Kunlun, they were appointed as Spirit Officials and enjoyed an extremely Carefree.
Central Emperor was diligently cultivating, the Dragon Horse naturally had plenty of free time. He spent his days wandering around the Great Luo Heaven with the Big Black Dog, occasionally going to the Star Sovereign's residence to freeload. He lived a very comfortable life.
Of course, what the two of them coveted most was the Immortal Ascension Garden!
There are many Immortal Divine Medicine there, as well as Immortal Ascension Pool, making it the purest land in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, where Medicine King are everywhere and spiritual fruits abound.
It's fair to say that everyone qualified to enter the Divine Soul Realm yearns for the Divine Medicine Garden.
However, the Immortal Ascension Garden is heavily guarded, and people often seek enlightenment within its walls throughout the year.
As for the formal channels, only the top performer of the Chaos Dao Banquet can obtain a spot to enter the garden, and the competition is extremely fierce.
The prodigies of Big Dipper; the inheritors of the Immortal of the Foreign Realm holy land of Ziwei; the Eternal King Physique and demonic body; the young Supreme of West Kunlun —everyone was staring at it, all scrambling to get inside.
Even if you can't obtain the Medicine King, the Divine Fruit, or the Immortal Medicine, absorbing a couple of breaths of immortal Immortal Qi is still excellent; it can transform you completely.
As one of the few members of the Purple Mountain Lineage, the Black Emperor was naturally qualified to enter. However, there were several Great Saint there, so it had no loopholes to exploit and could only set its sights on the Star Fruit.
Then, on their first attempt at theft, they were caught red-handed. The Great Luo Palace issued an edict, demoting the two of them eighteen ranks and making them soldiers in the Ghost Domain the Void Origin Realm. They were required to come and serve one month of their sentence every ten years until they completed their term.
Before the first level of Hell, the Great Saint Kun Zhou lay dead, his body curled up in one spot, only breathing in but not out.
Even the Black Emperor was getting tired after being lashed hundreds of times. This was a manifestation of the divine soul, and excessive consumption of soul power would have a negative impact on reality.
The Big Black Dog stood with its hands on its hips, panting heavily, but showing no signs of weakness.
It revealed its ferocious nature and said menacingly, "Trying to play dead? Playing dead won't work here!"
As he spoke, the Black Emperor pulled on the thick, black chains, dragging Kun Zhou step by step into the " Light Dwelling ".
"No... I don't want to go in!"
Beneath the seven-colored red fur, Kun Zhou felt a great fear and kept retreating.
"Hehe, once you're here, it doesn't matter if you were a saint, Heavenly King, or Great Saint in reality, it's all the same!"
The Black Emperor, his face full of scars, completely ignored the Primordial Race Great Saint's wails and dragged him into the first level of Hell, beginning his journey of torture.
Seeing the tyrannical scene before him, Dragon Horse couldn't bear to look and covered his face with one hoof.
It was a magnificent embodiment of auspiciousness, but unfortunately, it made the wrong friends, ruining its life.
In the Big Dipper Star Domain, there is also a being formed from auspicious energy. That pure blue Jade Dragon not only gained the favor of the First Young Emperor, but also transformed into a pure-blooded Saint Spirit and took on the form of Jade Dragon. Now, it serves as a female official in the Immortal Ascension Garden, holding an extremely high position.
They were from the same clan, but their fates were so different!
If it had known this would happen, it would have begged and pleaded for official recognition back in the Kunlun Forbidden Zone.
To become the mount of the Chaos Young Emperor is such an honor, saving one at least Douluo 5.
"What are you thinking? With your looks, it's already a miracle that the Kunxu Young Emperor even took a liking to you!"
Seeing Dragon Horse's absent-minded look, Black Emperor knew that the guy was being sentimental again.
Dragon Horse sighed deeply, looking as if he had been born at the wrong time, and slowly walked away.
As the saying goes, you can't compare things.
Both being innate auspicious Saint Spirit, the Dragon Horse and the Azure Jade Dragon are vastly different. In terms of innate talent, the former is far superior. However, fate has its own way, and everything is reversed...
"Come here right now, give him the 'Eighteen Hell' package! This guy's a serious offender, we have to take him seriously!"
Urged on by the Big Black Dog, Dragon Horse, his face contorted with malice, stormed into the first level of Hell, beginning his life as a ghost soldier.
To be honest, this job is only available to those with connections.
Most of the souls sent to the Eighteen Layers of Hell were Saint, and they came from different star regions. These people had many benefits.
Therefore, this is a lucrative position that would make even cultivators who Severing the Dao in reality extremely envious.
Some time ago, it and the Black Emperor encountered a magnificent young man from the Divine Court. He was extremely arrogant, claiming to be a God-King appointed by the Emperor Lord, and his arrogance was overbearing.
Then, after passing through the Eighteen Layers of Hell, not even a trace remained; the soul energy was absorbed by this world.
They, in turn, obtained a small portion of the Dao Scripture from each other, gaining a great deal.
"No, sir, spare me... ah..."
Within the eerie, verdant Underworld, the screams of the Great Saint Kun Zhou echoed endlessly, but soon he could no longer scream, only whimpering sounds remained...
Purple Mountain.
Su Yu walked very slowly, as if reliving the past. In his eyes, dozens of figures passed by in the empty and desolate ley lines before him. These were the geniuses who had entered over the past tens of thousands of years.
Under the influence of the Time Great Dao, he seemed to transform into this mountain, witnessing everything that had passed.
The handsome and dashing Jiang Taixu, the stunningly beautiful Yang Yi, Gu Tianshu who became an unofficial member of Purple Mountain through flattery, and that monkey who came solely for the Dao...
Palaces and pavilions, everything seemed like yesterday. Su Yu took one step and a lotus flower appeared, as if he were pushing back the River of Time, each step stepping on the ripples of time and space.
After several dozen breaths, he reached the end of this ley line, where lines of ancient characters glowed with a ghostly light on the purple stone wall.
Looking at the familiar handwriting, Su Yu sighed inwardly, stood with his hands behind his back, and quietly said, "Aren't you going to come out and see me?"
A moment later, a cold wind blew from the depths of the cave, and a red-haired creature appeared.
This is the Fifth Generation Source Heavenly Master Zhang Lin. Every inch of his body is covered with thick red hair, some more than half a foot long, making him look ferocious and terrifying, like a demon.
However, his eyes were calm, without any sinister or hostile intent.
Back then, Su Yu's time clone was stationed at Purple Mountain, where he specially crafted a forbidden artifact that could suppress the Yin energy of the Underworld, thus giving Zhang Lin a moment of peace.
" Yang Yi... how is she...?"
Looking at the man before him, who resembled an immortal, Zhang Lin felt ashamed and dared not approach. His weathered eyes gazed at the stone wall with a certain expectation.
"She's doing great, she's almost at the Great Saint level!"
Su Yu spoke softly, all his past selfishness gone. Many things he used to care about were now just laughable and viewed with indifference.
Looking back now, he was capricious and possessive of everything.
Even before taking a concubine, he would test her with illusions. If she was willing to die for him, he would pamper her. If not, he would treat her differently.
But Su Yu has changed a lot now. Beauty is nothing but a skeleton, and nothing can change his Daoist heart...
Of course, that's just polite talk; over the past seventy years, he has obtained everything he ever wanted.
Ancient Emperor, holy maidens of supreme holy lands, possessors of divine bloodlines, enchantresses, aloof fairies, gentle beauties, delicate girls... Human Clan, Demon Clan, spiritual plants, Feather Clan, Primordial Myriad Races, Water Clan, Saint Spirit... all kinds of beings are included.
He had experienced all the splendor of this world, seen it all, and even his former love had been taken by him through despicable means—what more could he ask for...?