There's nothing special about it; it's simply a matter of practice makes perfect.
Among all the female cultivators at the Ninth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor Realm realm, only the Heavenly Empress is currently the only one in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Heavenly Empress. Su Yu doesn't need to worry too much about her and can do whatever he wants with her.
This woman was pregnant, something Su Yu hadn't anticipated.
So many women couldn't conceive, why her of all?
That's really surprising.
But upon closer reflection, perhaps the other person's realm was the highest, subtly equal to his, and they were of the same kind. The difference in the order chain derived from their blood was minimal, which is why the two could have offspring.
Under the watchful eye of the True Phoenix Clone, the baby in the Heavenly Empress's womb carried a small amount of Chaotic Blood and was far less talented than her eldest daughter, only mediocre.
Su Yu was naturally delighted by the appearance of this child, but it would be foolish to think that the Empress would be used to threaten him. The Heavenly Empress was merely a tool; there was no affection between them.
"There's still half a Fortune Source Eye in this world. It seems we'll have to put in some effort..." the True Phoenix Clone murmured to himself, preparing to find the dragon's lair and discover that Divine Cave.
Su Yu's gaze shifted, and he thought of the fetus still growing in Miaoyi'er's womb, his expression softening considerably.
That was the result of his and An Miaoyi's relationship, and it was a baby boy.
That child is special; he didn't receive Su Yu's Chaotic Blood, but he inherited another great divine power, so he won't be inferior to others...
Just as the True Phoenix Clone made its move, the Big Dipper also experienced a sudden change.
On this day, auspicious energy surged in the Eastern Wasteland, and beams of light piercing the heavens within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land burned even brighter, tearing apart the vast universe.
The Immortal Road is about to open!
This time, no one needed to remind them; everyone felt it in their hearts.
The saints from beyond the realm were pounding with rage, but also extremely tense. Death was perhaps inevitable; everyone had already foreseen the worst possible outcome, but they had no choice but to fight.
Countless powerful individuals, tens of thousands of races, and many sages whose lifespans are nearing their end—if they don't take a chance, how can they do justice to themselves and this once-in-a-lifetime era?
Even more people, still at the peak of their lives, have come here, standing in space, looking down, not approaching, waiting for an opportunity.
Among them were even Quasi-Emperor hidden beyond the heavens. Even with their composure, they were now beginning to stir and find it difficult to calm down.
The phrase "becoming an immortal" contains too much expectation and too much suffering.
"Buzz!"
With a deafening roar, the nine sacred mountains within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land trembled violently, and their bodies began to crack.
The master of this place has awakened, hidden in the mist. Only a tall, slender figure can be seen standing there, peerless and aloof, with flowing hair and clear, watery eyes. The light mist is like a veil, making her hazy and unfathomable.
The Immortal Gold chains clanged and moved, binding the Lord of Desolation's wrists, ankles, and waist, but they couldn't restrain him at all. As a vast power spread, the sacred mountain cracked, and all nine Divine Medicine on the mountain were uprooted, turning into countless fragments of the Great Dao, which then quickly coalesced into one.
The legendary Nine Marvels Immortal Medicine manifested, consisting of nine branches, each bearing different leaves in nine different colors. It was translucent and radiant, the entire plant less than a meter tall, with bark resembling dragon scales and branches like flying phoenixes, making it extremely mysterious.
Among the crowd, the expressions of the Divine Silkworm Daoist and the Great Saint Sage of Divine Silkworm Ridge fluctuated, revealing a great desire for this Immortal Elixir.
Because of the Divine Silkworm Princess and the eldest princess, Su Yu was very lenient towards the Divine Silkworm Clan. After the war against the emperor ended, he informed them of the relevant matters and sent the Mythological Nine-Layer Coffin back to the ancestral land of the Divine Silkworm Clan for their descendants to worship.
One can imagine the joy and surprise the two felt upon learning that the God Emperor had not perished but was only half-dead. During this time, the Divine Silkworm Clan tried every possible method to awaken the Ancestral Emperor, even paying a great price to obtain a Ginseng Fruit in an attempt to save the God Emperor. Unfortunately, the stone coffin remained unchanged, much to their disappointment.
In the end, the Divine Silkworm Clan could only place their hopes on the Nine Marvels Divine Medicine that had once followed the God Emperor. Those Immortal Elixir held great significance for the God Emperor, perhaps containing the hope of "life."
"If we can find the ancestral medicine, perhaps the Ancestral Emperor can return."
The Great Saint's gaze burned with intensity as he looked at the brilliant orb of light in the sky, symbolizing the elixir of Immortal Medicine. But when his gaze fell upon the figure below, a chill ran through him, leaving him utterly devoid of hope...
"Legend has it that the Divine Medicine of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land were separated from an elixir of Immortal Medicine... It seems the rumors are true..."
Beyond the heavens, a Quasi-Emperor narrowed his eyes, staring at the figure in the mist with great apprehension, but when he looked at the Nine Marvels Immortal Medicine, a hint of fervor flickered in his eyes.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a huge crack spread out, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the earth sank, and a vast ruin emerged from the abyss.
A colossal monument stands majestically before the Immortal Ruins, inscribed with three large characters in Immortal Ancient script: " The Road to Immortality "!
Behind the road stele is another " Six Paths Lunhui Stele ", with runes flashing on it and the Great Dao flowing around it, transforming into strands of invincible fist intent that burst forth from there.
The saints from beyond the realm were nearly driven mad. Immortal Elixir, legendary invincible fist techniques, the Road to Immortality, and the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land indeed contained great treasures. No wonder the Tianxuan Holy Land revived its Emperor Weapon six thousand years ago and sent its entire sect to storm in.
The leader of Tianxuan was not wrong; there was indeed an extraordinary opportunity here, but the owner of this place was someone they had not guessed.
A terrifying figure etched into ancient history...
In the instant the Road to Immortality was shattered by the dazzling light, other forbidden zones also erupted with divine auras, sweeping across the universe and engulfing billions of miles.
The ancient Supreme has moved; someone is about to be born...
One after another, surges of blood energy rose into the sky. In that instant, ghosts wailed and gods howled, the heavens and earth trembled, Divine Capital seemed to be terrified. In the Human World, blood rain poured down one moment, and divine flowers bloomed in fury the next. In the blood-red light, crystal petals danced, creating an extremely eerie scene.
The saints trembled and fled far away; the countless figures outside the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land vanished like the setting sun.
A spatial portal appeared, from which flowed a deep and noble purple mist, and a living being emerged.
"Fortunately, the curtain has just been raised."
Time Spin whispered, his figure flashed, and Dao patterns spread like a vast ocean. In the blink of an eye, he was already at the Saint Cliff.
This place shone with golden light, and the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods Great Emperor Wushi had been refining, was reviving. Its aura spanned the ages and radiated Wuliang light, no weaker than the aura in the Great Rift of the Immortal Domain. Mixed with it were painful and resentful curses. The pure primordial spirit of the Undying Daoist had been severed, appeared at this moment and formed a connection with each other.
The next moment, a total of 365 talismans flew up and then exploded, transforming into 365 beams of immortal light that entered the list, making it even more dazzling, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
"I hope you will stop here, senior..."
The Time Avatar spoke, its expression solemn, and communicated with the deities within the Investiture of the Gods.
"This is an eternal calamity that must be eliminated. The Great Emperor spared me precisely for this day." The Investiture of the Gods the Gods radiated countless rays of light and auspicious colors, its aura even more intimidating than a fully revived Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon. Its tone was calm, but its consciousness was unyielding.
The order left to it by the Great Emperor Wushi was to suppress the ferocious creature in the Saint Cliff.
"A monstrous creature that was suppressed and dismembered... how monstrous can it be now? Back then, the Great Emperor suppressed this fiend, confronting the forbidden zone, but could only maintain a balance. He was powerless to do anything else on the Road to Immortality Undying, which was truly unsettling. Now, a newcomer has come here, fulfilling the Great Emperor's wish. The Undying Mountain and the Reincarnation Sea have been leveled, and the Divine Ruins are about to be destroyed. If you wish to suppress and kill an Undying God's soul, I can do it myself. Why should you, senior, fill the Immortal Road?"
The Time Avatar explained that with each blink of its eyes, four streaks of dark red sword light crisscrossed, radiating the power to slay immortals. Their aura was in no way weaker than that of the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods, and in terms of sharpness and destructive power, they were even a level above...
After some communication, the Time Clone summoned the Beginningless Bell again, successfully persuading the Investiture of the Gods.
As the golden talisman was unveiled, the Saint Cliff cracked open, revealing a massive source of Immortal Source, pure and translucent, where a primordial spirit was struggling.
"The aura emanating from you... you child of Wu Shi..." the Undying Daoist roared, wishing he could crush the disciple of his enemy before him.
"Well..."
The Time Avatar shook its head, glanced left and right, and said softly, "The two seniors are too kind-hearted and have treated you too well."
The Beginningless Bell and the Investiture of the Gods fell silent for a moment.
Preferential treatment?
Dismemberment and soul-splitting, followed by suppression of the primordial spirit, with a golden hand constantly used to subdue them. To describe this as preferential treatment would leave both artifact spirits speechless...
"Let me show you what I'm capable of."
The Time Avatar turned its left eye, and in an instant, a cascade of Dao light appeared, extracting a wisp of the Undying Daoist's primordial spirit from the Immortal Source.
No matter how the Undying Daoist struggled, an ancient cauldron burst forth, radiating an aura of supreme power that dominated the six directions and eight wastelands. Immortal Qi overflowed, and Green Copper chains emerged from it—this was the Source Cauldron of All Things.
" The Emperor Zun's Cauldron." Both the Beginningless Bell and the Investiture of the Gods were amazed, never expecting to see such a celestial artifact.
Unlike before, the cauldron is now intact, summoned back by the reincarnated spirit of the artifact, and has become a treasure of the Time Hall.
"Junior..." The Undying Daoist was terrified, feeling as if something bad was about to happen.
The next moment, the Time Avatar intervened, personally urging the cauldron to absorb the primordial spirit and refine it.
A terrifying Chaos tribulation fire rose up, and instantly a shrill scream came from inside the Immortal Ascension Cauldron. The primordial spirit that had been pulled out struggled violently, "dancing" in the Chaos light, unable to withstand the melting of the tribulation fire.
He was unwilling to accept this fate.
The four primordial spirits within the outer Immortal Source were even more enraged, their eyes blazing with fury. As Supreme, giants rarely seen throughout the ages, how could they endure such humiliation?
"Young man, you've gone too far..."
So what if I bully you?
The Time Avatar's face was filled with indifference. With a flick of his sleeve, a black gold cage appeared. On a porcelain plate inside was a stone egg, radiating five-colored immortal light. In addition, five Fortune Source Eye were absorbing the light of the Sun-Moon, and stars, creating a magnificent spectacle.
At this moment, the stone egg seemed to be conscious, transforming into a phantom image of a Little Immortal Phoenix, flying around in the cage. But no matter how hard it tried, the space within was larger than the entire starry sky, and it couldn't find an exit at all.
The Undying Daoist's pupils constricted, his primordial spirit nearly froze, unable to believe this reality, his face contorted with endless resentment.
"Son of the Heavenly Emperor, how dare you, a mere junior..." he roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he glared at the person opposite him. Everything before him fueled his rage, and he wanted nothing more than to kill the descendant of that Wu Shi.
To refine his primordial spirit is to dishonor the Heavenly Emperor's Son. This is an irreconcilable blood feud.
At the summit of Saint Cliff, the Time Avatar strolled leisurely, slowly controlling the heat, completely ignoring the threat from the Undying Daoist —the wails emanating from the Immortal Ascension Cauldron were even louder, drowning out everything else.
This was only the daytime punishment; a soul-crushing attack awaited the opponent that night.
However, based on the theory that he could split into two at different times, the Heavenly Empress's stimulation of him was probably less than one percent of that of the Little Immortal Phoenix, since she was indeed just a plaything and didn't amount to much.
A flash of purple light appeared, and the old recreational set was laid out again, but instead of tea, they were drinking wine, a fragrant brew with a faint smell of blood.
The Bodhi Wood floated in the air, with a large purple gourd on it that seemed to have been created by nature. A Dragon-Patterned Black Gold chain with dragon patterns was tied around its waist. The moment the opening was opened, a faint fragrance wafted out, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Then, with a soft sound, the green glow of the Source Cauldron of All Things surged, and all the immortal power emanating from it was added to the Immortal Source. The Undying Daoist Daoist's primordial spirit inside let out a muffled groan and instantly prostrated himself, suppressed at the bottom of the Immortal Source, unable to even utter a word.
" Undying! When you wielded the Immortal Bell to strike at the Emperor Zun, did you ever imagine this day would come?" The Time Avatar spoke righteously, rebuking the master of the Immortal Cauldron.
The severed Undying spirit's eyes were filled with hatred, yet it could not utter a word. It could only glare at the other party with resentment, wishing it could devour its flesh and skin.
This despicable successor is even more hateful than Wu Shi in the beginning!
Chapter 727 Heaven Fixing, Taiyin, the End of the Road
The power of the Investiture of the Gods is as vast as the sea. The Black Emperor's belief that the revival of this artifact is Great Emperor Wushi pressing it down with one hand is not without reason.
However, this object is still in the Extreme Dao Domain and has not yet transformed into a celestial artifact. Therefore, its sealing level is inferior to that of the Source Cauldron of All Things —even though the current Immortal Ascension Cauldron is tangible but lacks spirit and is not in a complete state.
No matter how much regret and hatred the Undying Daoist harbors, he is now at the mercy of others, like a fish on a chopping board, and can only await his own inevitable end.
Inside the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, an ancient node has been opened, and an aura permeates the air, causing changes to this entire world. From the snow-capped peaks to the deepest abysses, across countless Great Wilderness and endless deserts, the world is undergoing a dramatic transformation, like a storm brewing. The atmosphere is so oppressive that it's almost suffocating.
On the black summit of Guyue Mountain, the Time Avatar gazed at the distant Immortal Road, drank a mouthful of blood wine, and faint luminous patterns emanated from its eyes, its entire being becoming increasingly blurred.
"Pop!"
Suddenly, the crack in the Immortal Road reversed, a thunderclap resounded throughout the Big Dipper, Chaos energy surged from inside the ancient cave, auspicious clouds bloomed, and a mutilated corpse fell down, its flesh and blood mangled, yet all spirits couldn't help but bow in worship, it carried an aura of supreme and terrifying power.
The mangled body was shattered, bearing ancient scars of the Great Dao. The blood was incredibly red, exuding an aura of vicissitudes, as if it existed for an extremely long time, spanning countless ages.