This is a small piece of land floating in space, much like a star. There are countless ancient lands like this in the Primordial Desolation universe.
Because the Immortal Ancient war shattered a vast universe, with the Primordial Ancient Realm breaking into nineteen pieces. Many places were damaged; some Divine Land, some small worlds, and some supreme forbidden zones were sunk and fragmented, with some of the remaining parts rushing into the depths of the universe.
This piece of Netherworld has also drifted here...
"Who I am?"
On this desolate land, where the cold, hard, and cracked earth has been abandoned, a disheveled young man struggles to emerge from a All-Things Soil.
Beneath the ground, glistening and shimmering, lay dried Immortal Blood, and a broken, dull halberd, as if it had endured a long and arduous battle, obliterating too much of the past.
"I... I am Su Yu, and also Qingshui... no..." The young man stood up, shaking off the remaining blood on his body, brushing away the long silver hair that was blocking his face, revealing a bewitching face, his eyes calm and deep, like two black holes.
This place is incredibly desolate; the vast ancient land is devoid of any living beings except for him, and is shrouded in a deathly stillness.
Su Yu frowned, deep in thought, pondering something.
Soon, he began to remember the mortal world and fragments of the future...
"By defying the flow of time and freezing a fleeting moment in Eternal, we have the present."
Su Yu muttered to himself, his memories of the future were hazy and unclear. His body was tall and Perfect World, clad in tattered battle armor, stained with blood.
" In the Immortal Ancient, it seems the Xian Dao foundation of this body has been completely severed."
Su Yu's eyes narrowed, and the next moment, he moved, as fast as a ghost and as swift as lightning. With just one step, he instantly arrived at the other side of the continent.
"Ripples of the Void Dao, born of holiness!" He felt the vast divine power within his body and clearly saw the black-gold seed within him.
At the same time, his body was enveloped in Chaos light, and his seven-colored true blood surged and emanated terrifying fluctuations—dark and crimson ripples that flowed through his meridians.
Su Yu looked up at the sky. All around him were broken stones and red soil. Everything he saw was barren and lifeless.
He found a place to build a cave dwelling and began to refine the Kun Peng Dao Seed, so that he could truly enter the Void Dao Realm.
Those Void Dao merge with it, using the Perfect World seed as a medium to touch the Great Dao.
Over the course of a year, Su Yu fused with the Kun Peng Seed and comprehended the Great Dao of the Nine Heavens, a process that was not smooth.
Because this universe is damaged, the World Tree has been cut down, and its laws are incomplete.
At the critical moment, the Chaotic Blood within his body emitted bursts of runes, making up for the defects and allowing him to successfully merge with the Dao, Perfect World combining with the Kun Peng Immortal Seed, and standing in the Void Dao Realm. At the same time, the three strands of Immortal Qi belonging to the Chaos Immortal also emerged and landed on his head.
This realm is comparable to that of Saint Dao Seed Method.
In the Chaotic Ancient Era, there was also the title of "Sect Master." People at this level could generally establish their own sects and be revered as Sect Master.
Of course, not every Sect Master is at this level, because "Sect Master" is a title, not a specific level of attainment; it's just that most Sect Master are at this level.
In this desolate wasteland, Su Yu wandered alone, bathed in starlight and moonlight, and opened a dark passage to cross into the distance.
For a whole year, he traveled through countless starry skies and arrived at a 'land'.
As Sect Master- level figure, Su Yu was aloof and indifferent, and quickly obtained the coordinates of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces from some living beings.
But when he finally arrived there, a divine message struck him, and he realized he had come too early.
That story hasn't even begun yet...
He arrived fifty years too early; some people and things had not yet appeared.
After some maneuvering, he used the teleportation array of an ancient sect to travel to the Eight Regions of the Lower Realm.
For an ordinary person, crossing the heavens and earth is a pipe dream, but for a master of the Sect Master level, it's not that difficult.
The Desolate Region, the Stone Kingdom.
As Su Yu walked across this land, sensing the atmosphere of this world, he unknowingly arrived at a secret place.
Amidst the towering mountains and deep valleys, Primordial Desolation beasts roam freely, Primordial Remnant emerge, and terrifying sounds rise and fall in the darkness, threatening to shatter the very fabric of the world.
The next moment, as a light appeared in the far distance, the night instantly fell silent, and all the beasts trembled, not daring to utter a sound.
Su Yu arrived carrying a golden lantern, the flames inside the cage flickering eerily—the burning blood of the Heavenly God of the Sin Province Sword Gate.
As Su Yu approached, he could see a huge half of a dead tree trunk, with a diameter of more than ten meters and its entire body charred black. Apart from the half of the main trunk, there was only a weak branch left, not long, as translucent as if cast from green jade, emitting a soft light as it swayed.
"A familiar aura... from the Immortal Ancient..." A faint voice came from the broken wood.
" Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit."
The silver-haired man clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, neither humble nor arrogant. He had once intervened in the Immortal Ancient, injuring an Immortal King of the Foreign Realm, and his aura was sensed by the kings of the Nine Heavens.
"You don't belong to the present; you come from the distant future," a divine thought transmitted from the willow tree.
"I cannot reverse the passage of time, nor can I change what has been set in stone..." Su Yu sighed softly, a trace of sadness in his empty eyes.
In the time that followed, Su Yu carved out a cave within the withered willow tree and settled there.
This was with Willow Deity's tacit approval, because the Chaos energy that the former released during her daily cultivation was of great benefit to her recovery.
As a being of the Void Dao Path, turning Sumeru into a mustard seed is merely a matter of snapping one's fingers. Su Yu borrowed the palm of Willow Deity's true form and carved out a Void within it, thus beginning his long path of cultivation.
He possessed no Immortal Elixir or spiritual roots, but he had a True Immortal by his side.
The Female Kunpeng slept within him, her breath radiating Immortal Qi sufficient to fuel her cultivation—this was the best Immortal Source...
Chapter 770 Qin Yining Cries for Liu Ting
"Waaah..."
A strong wind blew by, and a huge dark cloud stretched across the sky, obscuring the entire night sky and blocking out the only remaining starlight, making the mountains even darker.
A fierce bird cry came from the high sky, piercing through gold and splitting rocks, originating from that dark cloud. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an incredibly huge bird, Shrouding the Heavens and the moon, its length unknown.
Passing by Stone Village, it looked down, its two eyes like two blood moons, exuding a fierce aura. It stared at the old willow tree for a moment, its gaze filled with coldness.
This was the seventh time it had passed by, and its spiritual sense told it that this willow tree held a great secret.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the dilapidated willow burst into light, and a Chaos chain shot up into the sky, like a torrent of water surging back, like a vast ocean crashing against the heavens, obscuring the demonic bird.
The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow trembled, its feathers bristling. It felt as if it were the prey, being targeted.
Its rapid cry shook the mountains; the ominous sound of death possessed a terrifying penetrating power, causing some peaks to crack. It wanted to escape this dreadful demonic land. Its claws ripped through the sky, leaving the area in ruins, and then it flapped its wings, ready to soar into the heavens.
However, the chain was too fast, even more swift than its innate escape technique, leaving it no way to dodge and it was caught instantly.
The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow out and resisted fiercely. As the chains tightened, it felt its bones breaking, blood splattering, and an irresistible force surging upwards!
This force was terrifying; it spread and surged upwards, threatening to tear its very soul apart.
"Don't want!"
The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow had cultivated for a thousand years, traversing several great domains and becoming Great Power in the Lower Realm. It had never felt such a threat of death before, and this was the first time it had experienced such fear.
"Snap!"
The chains twisted, and the black demonic bird's flesh and blood exploded inch by inch, turning into blood mist. Divine matter scattered like a torrential rain, all of it drenching the withered willow.
No one could have imagined that a peerless ferocious bird at the peak of the Venerable Realm would die such a humiliating death here...
Thank you.
Willow Deity did not refuse; she really needed this kind of supplement.
In Stone Village, a few people trembled as they saw the terrifying scene in the sky under the moonlight. Their awe of the Willow Deity grew even stronger, and they hurriedly ran out to kneel and worship, their attitude very sincere.
As time passed, the willow tree began to glow, and a misty vapor flowed across its surface, which then condensed into a surging green glow, completely soaking the last remaining willow branch, making it even more clear and translucent, imbued with the essence of Life.
At the center of the tree trunk, Su Yu remained indifferent, his eyes not even open, his body radiating Immortal Qi as he continued his meditation.
His single drop of blood is worth a thousand times more than the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow, but it contains the intent of Immortal Tribulation and is tainted by killing intent. He is currently unable to wash away the calamity, so it cannot be used on others.
Only the innate essence born from the union of the female reproductive organs can avoid this constraint.
Needless to say, this approach would not be accepted by the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit, so there was no need for them to speak.
The next morning, all the creatures of Stone Village gathered together. More than a dozen strong young men, dressed in animal skins and carrying food, were led by the clan chief, Stone, to the Lightning-Struck Wood next to them and earnestly prayed to the old willow tree.
" Sacrificial Spirit, please bless our people... We will worship and make offerings to you with sincere hearts for generations to come."
All the creatures of Stone Village performed a prayer. The mountains were too dangerous; leaving the village protected by the willow tree meant entering a completely different world, filled with terrifying birds of prey and giant beasts...
In the past, hunting in Stone Village resulted in a high number of casualties, with young and middle-aged people often being injured or maimed.
But more than forty years ago, hunters almost always returned safely, as if blessed by heaven, and most of the time they returned safely with their spoils.
This is a miracle!
The elderly people who witnessed the death of the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow last night naturally knew that the willow tree possessed a spirit and was protecting this village...
The Great Wilderness wilderness is fraught with danger. On another day, the villagers returned from their hunt, with several strong men dragging a golden demon sheep. This sheep is a remnant of the bloodline from the Ancient Domain, possessing a trace of Divine Form, which is extremely precious to these mortals who have not even reached the Blood Moving Realm.
However, among those who returned this time were two unfamiliar figures...
"It is indeed our ancestral land... however, it has fallen into decline..."
Shi Ziling, who had just escaped from the internal strife in the Martial King Manor's mansion, was pale, sickly, and exhausted. He had traversed the Great Wilderness and crossed endless territories, and by sheer luck, he had obtained the route to the ancestral land, finally arriving here, only to find this was the end.
"My Hao'er... don't be afraid, Mother is here..."
The beautiful woman beside her was equally heartbroken, tears streaming down her face. She tightly clutched a weak infant in her arms; the child was crying, its face pale and lifeless...
Just as the two arrived at Stone Village, Su Yu, who had been cultivating in seclusion for fifty years, awoke. His empty, deep eyes stared at the child whose life hung by a thread, and a sigh rang out, like a bell falling to the ground, echoing in the space between the willow trees.
"This child carries the karma of the Immortal Ancient?" On a branch, a Five-Colored Sparrow with bright feathers emitted a wisp of divine thought.
Not only it, but even the Willow Deity has awakened and started paying attention to what's below. For a Immortal King to take notice, this child is definitely extraordinary.
" The First Generation the Supreme Bone lost its Heavenly Bone... It is a descendant of the Border Wasteland Stone King, but its ancestral blood has disappeared, and it is no longer sacred." The Willow Deity spoke softly, its branches and leaves unfurling, also carrying a hint of doubt.
Shi Hao's Supreme Bone talent is at best only at the First Generation of the Upper Realm, which is tens of millions of times worse than that of True Immortal's son, let alone attracting the attention of Immortal King.
Su Yu remained silent. Speaking of the Immortal Emperor, every word he uttered carried profound implications...
" Stone Kingdom... We have lived here for generations and know nothing of the ancient heritage you speak of. Perhaps this place was indeed very powerful in ancient times, but it is like this now..." In the stone house, the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng sighed and shook his head.
Faced with these two distinguished guests, he took out some ancient artifacts, but they were of no use and did little to help Shi Hao's injuries.
"There must be a way..." Qin Yining's voice trembled, and she almost fainted, unable to accept that her only child had lost all hope of life.
She was very beautiful, with a lovely face and a slender, well-proportioned figure. She had a great presence, but at this moment she looked haggard and hadn't closed her eyes in a long time, like a withered flower.
Shi Ziling also shed tears. Facing the powerful enemy of the Martial King Manor, he had killed the wicked woman and fought his way out of the encirclement. Even when he was seriously injured, he had not shed a single tear. But now he was powerless and could not save his own son.