At this moment, dense patterns appeared on the surface of the withered willow, and a hazy light spread around it. Dozens of golden branches flew out, adorned with countless runes. The moment they appeared, they tore open the Void, their power overwhelming. Furthermore, swathes of golden Yezi danced in the air, like a torrential downpour, carrying with them intense light.
"Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die. The path of Immortal Ancient has failed; techniques are merely external things..." Willow Deity transmitted his divine thoughts, which were filled with goodwill and hope.
Recalling the Immortal Ancient Era, the ancient man fell silent, his thoughts becoming still. It was a regret of the past; almost all his Lifetime had perished, the era had been annihilated, and the bloodshed behind it was beyond description.
Su Yu stood beside the Willow Deity, his face showing complex emotions.
Who knows that this willow tree once burned itself to briefly stand among the Supreme Giant, stormed into the Foreign Realm, fought against multiple levels of the Immortal King of the Foreign Realm, and was severely injured, and was even betrayed by the three kings of the Immortal Domain at the last moment.
Otherwise, the opponent's condition would definitely not be weaker than that of the Pu Demon King, but rather stronger...
After obtaining the Willow Deity Technique, Su Yu evolved the Grass Character Sword Art, and in an instant, sharp sword light sliced down stars, traversing heaven and earth.
This process is not short, because the Willow Deity is not in good condition at the moment, barely comparable to Heavenly God. The withered willow is the most obvious sign of this.
Finally, as everything rippled and subsided, Su Yu wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a strange tremor welled up in his heart.
Unspeakable!
He shook his head, said nothing more, simply nodded in acknowledgment, then left behind two sacred herbs and vanished into the clouds.
The withered willow swayed silently, and the deity within sighed softly, hoping that this descendant of the Immortal Ancient immortals would not fall into clichés, otherwise...
Even if another giant joins the fray, what difference will it make?
After making all the arrangements, Su Yu left, took the Demon Forest Path, and once again ascended to the Upper Realm.
He used a teleportation array belonging to a dilapidated powerful clan when he went down, but it could only be used once. After carrying Su Yu, it collapsed, forcing him to search for other passages. The process was relatively easy...
The Upper Realm Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
Su Yu suppressed his fluctuations, fixed the coordinates of the Sin Province, and directly descended into this region.
At the beginning of his resurrection, he killed several Demon Dragon Dao Sect and Heavenly God from the Daoist sect and Sword Valley in this place, skinning them to make lamps and burning their fat to make lamp oil, illuminating the path to the Lower Realm realm.
The Sin Province is 230 million li long from east to west and 80 million li long from north to south. It is considered a lower-middle-class province among the Three Thousand Provinces.
Most of the prefectures and counties in this region have scarce spiritual energy, making it a cursed land from the previous era. Four Remnant Immortal joined forces and used Immortal Curse Technique to turn this once pure land into a barren wasteland.
Thinking of the Remnant Immortal, Su Yu pursed his lips slightly, a hint of longing in his eyes.
This demon hasn't devoured a being above the Supreme for a long time.
Transforming into the Demon Dragon Dao Sect and Heavenly God of the Daoist sect, Su Yu entered a place rich in spiritual energy. This was a sacred area, where spiritual energy surged, crimson clouds shone, and celestial mists lingered.
Deep within the Grotto-Heaven, there is a moon-white mountain body, from which ancient caves have been carved out, containing a rich essence of heaven and earth, and even the light of stars flowing forth, condensed into pure essence.
Su Yu leisurely took his place, naturally occupying the cave of the Blood Dragon Heavenly God who had been skinned and dismembered.
The descendants of the deceased were overjoyed to see their ancestor return, never imagining that their ancestor, who had disappeared for fifty years, would actually become Sect Master- level figure. This was truly a momentous event.
On the very night Su Yu landed, the sect leader of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect died a gruesome death. His dragon skin, still warm and translucent, was covered in blood. In the darkness, a wisp of demonic energy danced, draining all the divine blood from this Dunyi -powerful demon dragon.
He became the Sect Master of this ancient religious tradition!
In the aftermath of the tragedy, the intruders swiftly seized control of this ancient religious site.
After doing all this, Su Yu sat alone in the high pavilion, with the blood-stained ancient palace behind him. His expression was calm; killing a few demonic dragons was as simple as eating and drinking for him.
Perhaps only by killing that Sword Immortal could he find a faint sense of satisfaction.
After inquiring about Ning Chuan, the Six Crown King, Su Yu smiled and instructed the Void Dao Puppet in front of him to convey his decree, summoning Ning Chuan to meet him in person.
"A combination of Ning Fei and Chuan Ying? I'll give you a taste of the power of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect."
Su Yu pursed his lips and smiled brightly. He liked this kind of genius the most—not particularly skilled, but possessing a great treasure.
I am willing to be a virtuous person and prevent precious treasures from being tarnished.
After writing the decree, Su Yu began to study the Willow Deity Technique. This technique was profound and required careful study, which captivated him greatly.
Outside the ancient hall, Qin Yining became his avatar, donning a bronze mask and accompanying Qin Hao, who then became a Dao Child of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect, beginning to make a name for himself in the Upper Realm...
Chapter 782 The Kneeling Six Crown King, Dark Immortal Technique
The floating clouds have not yet dispersed, the sun has already set, and under the pulse of time, the great cycle of the world turns, and the aura of Chaotic Ancient Era slowly arrives.
Ancient Province, it is said, was once home to an invincible True Immortal, and it is some distance from Sin Province.
In a pure land where flowers bloom and birds sing, colorful mists swirl, the essence of heaven and earth is abundant, and various divine birds and auspicious beasts roam.
This is Qilin Ridge, an ancient heritage site in Ancient Province, but it was someone else who truly spread this power throughout the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
"This time, the number of participants in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm is three thousand, making it the most special one yet."
In the secret realm, a man in white sat cross-legged, playing chess with an old man.
The man was as bright as the Mingyue, an ice figure as if cast from snow. Even his shoes and socks were pure white, spotless. His silver hair was loose and radiant, and his face was so handsome it was almost unreal, more beautiful than many women.
This is Ning Chuan, the Six Crown King shook the world, an ancient prodigy who appeared six times, sealing the world with unparalleled bravery and invincibility!
No one knew that he would be reborn in this Lifetime to chase after the last petal of the Immortal Ancient Flower.
"Before my resurrection, I dreamt of a White Qilin cub waiting for me in the Immortal Ancient... If the dream is true," Ning Chuan murmured, a sharp glint in his eyes.
The old man opposite him held a black chess piece, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He didn't say much, but simply placed the piece. The fleeting aura he exuded made the space seem to stand still, a breathtaking aura of ancient times.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the earth shook, and Ning Chuan abruptly looked up, astonishing beams of light shooting from his eyes as he gazed into the distance.
He knew that something was wrong outside; the opening of the ancient sect's gates was a powerful disturbance.
Beyond this secret realm, in the center of the vast Qilin Ridge, a gate opened, radiating Divine Radiance and auspicious rays, and a crimson road unfolded, carrying some people out.
Then, the Domain Gate closed again and disappeared.
"Where are the people of Qilin Ridge? Come quickly to receive the imperial decree!"
Someone shouted, their voice shaking the mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles. This was a Sect Master leader, looking down upon the world with indifference at this land.
For a moment, the world fell silent, with only his voice echoing. The cultivators from other forces in this territory all kept their mouths shut, and no one responded or spoke.
Within the Flower and Bird Secret Realm, Ning Chuan frowned and said, "These are... people from the Demon Dragon Dao Sect. Why have they come with hostility?"
He was somewhat puzzled. His sect and the Demon Dragon Dao Sect had a close relationship, frequently interacting and practically sharing the same roots. That Demon Dragon Lord had even received him; logically, this shouldn't be the case...
'What happened?'
Ning Chuan's brows furrowed even more, his expression turning cold.
The old man playing chess with him also stopped at this moment. A glint of divine light flashed in his weathered eyes. He did not move and continued to watch the changing situation.
Soon, the master of the ancient land awoke and led a group of elders and renowned figures to greet the heavens.
"Fellow Daoist of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect... you... you have entered the realm of 'Self Severing'!" An old man recognized the newcomer, his pupils contracting in astonishment. Ten thousand years ago, when they met, the other party was still lingering in the Heavenly God Realm, but now he had become a high and mighty giant.
The others also paled. To Self Severing was the limit of what was possible in Daozhou; even the rulers of many great sects could only manage this much.
The strongest beings in Qilin Ridge, as they are known, are also at this level.
As for the Dunyi level, cultivators of this level can be counted on two hands in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, and have not been seen for many years.
"Summon Ning Chuan, the Six Crown King, to come out and respectfully receive the Supreme Law!" said the member of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect. With a wave of his hand, a blue decree appeared and disappeared, sealed in the Chaos energy, making his crimson robes glow blood red, like a Red Dragon descending upon the world.
Behind him was a group of people, including several Heavenly God and Void Dao, and one being with a terrifying aura and powerful magic, who was also a Great Power Self-Severing Realm, and had almost reached the end of the Self-Severing Realm.
The presence of two powerful figures was truly terrifying. Even the Sect Master the Qilin Ridge fell silent, suppressing his disdain for the Demon Dragon Dao Sect.
"Whose decree Supreme? Please Yanming."
Across vast mountains and rivers, a figure in white tore through space and emerged. His body shimmered with radiant light and dazzling Immortal Radiance glow, making him appear otherworldly and ethereal, like a reincarnated Immortal King.
He spoke, his expression neither humble nor arrogant, and asked the man in the red robe.
In a general sense, those who Escape One Realm can be called Supreme!
But that can only be considered a compliment. People from ancient and great sects know that there are realms beyond the Dunyi, and only those realms truly deserve the title of Supreme!
Some say that if Invincible One and Dunyi the title of Supreme, they will only be ridiculed.
" Ning Chuan... Immortal Ancient king for six lifetimes, which has given you unwarranted arrogance."
Among the crowd of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect, the last man in blue robes had a cold expression, and his pupils contained terrifying images of the Sun-Moon revolving and the starry sky shattering, which was exceptionally astonishing.
He reached out and broke the seal on the decree. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed dramatically. A terrifying Supreme pressure soared into the sky. A dreamlike blue light appeared, and a scroll with a faint aura of Supreme shot into the sky, like a celestial lamp illuminating the ages. It descended upon the world, its divine might as a prison, causing everyone to tremble slightly. Some of the weak were almost disintegrated!
Everyone's expression changed; they were terrified, never expecting such a turn of events.
Even Ning Chuan was taken aback. In this era, the word "Supreme " carried immense weight, capable of suppressing mountains and piercing the starry sky, truly making the Three Thousand Dao Provinces the supreme ruler.
"I never expected that the demonic dragon would actually embark on the path to Supreme..." The old man who had just played chess with Ning Fei appeared, his aura was very decaying, as if he had been sealed away for thousands of years without moving.
This is the former Sect Master of Qilin Ridge, whose bone age is incredibly ancient, and who is at the Escape One Realm. He has long since withdrawn from worldly affairs, yet at this moment he has stepped out of the secret realm.
As he spoke, the old man breathed a long sigh. Although he was only Quasi-Supreme, he was still the envy of many, for he had already found the path.
He's still searching for a path, and he's fallen far behind.
The man in red robes spoke arrogantly, with a condescending air, coldly stating, "The old Sect Master the Demon Dragon Sect is in seclusion. My lord, Shangqing, is the ruler of the Daoist sect."
The person who actually delivered the decree had a cold, sharp gaze, as piercing as lightning, which immediately sent a chill down the spines of everyone in Qilin Ridge. Even Ning Chuan felt immense pressure and involuntarily took two steps back.
" Ning Chuan, this Supreme Law! Why are you not respectfully welcoming it? Kneel and receive the decree!" the red-robed Daoist shouted, his body wreathed in demonic flames, his aura blazing.
The people of Qilin Ridge were furious. Before, they had been indifferent, but now the people of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect were not even bothering to hide their hostility. This group of demon dragons was far too arrogant, making the Six Crown King kneel to receive the imperial decree. They were going too far.
"You've gone too far." The old man uttered only these few words as he looked at the cultivator who had been Self Severing and was holding the decree.
"Shouldn't a junior Venerable One kneel in obeisance before the Supreme Law?" the man in blue asked, his gaze cold and radiating an innate domineering air.
" Ning Chuan, why haven't you received the imperial decree yet!" the red-robed Daoist shouted, his demeanor still arrogant and conceited.
Because behind him stood a Quasi-Supreme, who had been bestowed with a Chaos Talisman. With such a powerful figure in charge, the mere Qilin Ridge could be destroyed with a flick of the finger.
The air was filled with swirling ice silk, and the decree representing the Quasi-Supreme shone brightly, casting down a bewitching blue light, making the oppressive aura even heavier.
"Although the Quasi-Supreme is strong, he has not yet completed the path to Supreme!"
The old man from Qilin Ridge said calmly, then manipulated the field, instantly shifting the stars and moving the two to the outer heavens.
He also had his own concerns. The new Sect Master of the Demon Dragon Dao Sect clearly harbored hostility towards them, and he needed to find out the reasons behind it.
"Old man, how dare you make a move? My lord is no ordinary Quasi-Supreme."
The man in blue chuckled coldly, made a hand gesture, and revealed his translucent forehead with intricate patterns spreading outwards.