In an instant, the ancient land fell silent, leaving only a group of captured First Generation in the prison.
These slaves, wearing collars on their heads, worked in the mines and were in a very miserable situation.
"What's the next step?" asked the Void Dao of the Immortal Palace, looking down at the group of weaklings.
"Take them all, as reserves for the main army." The second-in-command turned and left with Wang Xi.
The next moment, a large sleeve unfurled, taking all the servants on the ground away. This realm became utterly silent, leaving only blood and fragmented corpses.
This blockade won't last long, because Wang Xi and the others have already notified the higher-ups in their family of the danger they're in.
Soon, Wang Clan arrived in this territory and witnessed a horrifying scene.
This caused quite a stir, with many people looking on in disbelief. What was the Immortal Palace up to? They had destroyed a stronghold of the Wang Clan and taken away the current generation of the Wang Clan's heir.
An undercurrent is stirring, beginning to ferment; a massive storm is about to form...
Wang Xi was brought to the Bronze Immortal Palace, but in an extremely humiliating manner.
This nobleman had disheveled hair, wore a long cangue on his head, and his hands were bound in heavy shackles made of cold iron. His fair ankles were also shackled with gold and iron, which gleamed coldly and made a clanging sound as he walked, which was very jarring in the empty ancient hall.
In fact, this was clearly prisoner treatment, showing absolutely no respect.
Especially this long cangue; the moment it was applied, the head and hands were bound to this long iron block, unable to move.
Wang Xi's eyes were bloodshot, her face was cold, and there was a deep sense of malice in the depths of her eyes.
This proud young woman knew that the person standing beside her was a giant of the Immortal Palace, the Grand Steward of the Immortal Palace, a peerless expert comparable to the nine ancestors of the Wang Clan.
The moment he personally intervened, Wang Xi was filled with despair, knowing that her chances of escape were slim.
Kneel down.
The Grand Steward of the Immortal Palace had a calm expression, but his words carried a great authority, as if his words were law.
The latter remained silent, slowly knelt down, lowered his head, and bowed to the superior.
She was filled with anger, but even more so with fear. She arrived at this legendary, unparalleled Immortal Palace, where the eerie wall carvings seemed to bear the marks of her own death. This oppressive feeling was driving her mad.
"Who exactly implicated me..." Wang Xi lowered his head, thinking of some of his subordinates, especially the arrogant troublemaker before he was tamed. Perhaps it was some damned lackey who committed a major crime, ultimately implicating him.
For her, this was a completely undeserved disaster.
Suddenly, the world within the hall shifted, and a being enveloped in Chaos Immortal Light appeared, completely out of place in this world. It was as if a mottled figure from an ancient scroll had crossed time and space to arrive in this realm.
He stood there, yet there was a sense of emptiness about him; it was difficult to truly grasp his true form.
This is a unique characteristic of the domain possessed only by unparalleled powerhouses.
"Is the person who makes the Grand Steward of the Immortal Palace wait for him the master of the Immortal Palace?"
Wang Xi trembled slightly as he thought of this terrifying conclusion: that person was an ancient figure from the same era as the Wang Clan's ancestor, whose cultivation was Tongtian and Invincible One among humans.
What kind of tomb raiding could have alarmed such a powerful figure?
"Help her up. She looks too much like a slave. There are too many traitors and lackeys in this world now; we don't need any more." The Chaos being sighed softly.
He stood atop the ninety-nine jade steps, suspended in mid-air, his silver hair swaying in the wind, piercing through the field. One could imagine that once he unleashed his power, he would possess earth-shattering combat strength, enough to make all sects tremble with fear and dread, as if facing a god!
Having received permission, Wang Xi rose from her knees, head held high, her body ramrod straight, her curves becoming even more graceful, and stood there.
From behind, her heels were trembling, and she seemed unsteady on her feet, but she was still trying to stay strong, not wanting to bring shame to the Wang Clan.
Soon, the trial began. The presiding judge spoke in a gentle tone, asking her to prove her innocence.
"Many of you descendants of noble families have merely fabricated the three strands of Immortal Qi, either by using Immortal Corpse or by swapping bodies... My Immortal Palace had a tomb robbed, and the cause and effect have fallen on you. Prove that the three strands of Immortal Qi originated from within yourself, and then you can leave this place..."
Wang Xi remained silent, wanting to refute, but the connection was completely unfounded and it was tantamount to making things difficult for him.
But in this den of iniquity, she had no other choice but to accept this method of self-proof.
She waited silently, both to prove herself and to have her shackles and chains removed, but she waited in vain; the terrifying master of the Immortal Palace had no intention of untying her.
With a single finger pointing out by the powerful figure, the world was turned upside down in an instant. The once tranquil bronze palace was transformed into a desolate wasteland on the edge of the red sky, with the setting sun over the ruined city and smoke filling the sky. A group of people rushed out from the horizon, all riding on ancient beasts. Even the mounts were clad in armor, each one looking ferocious, and they charged towards the place.
"Buzz!"
Wang Xi was bound by long shackles and unable to cast spells, so he could only watch helplessly as the cavalry marched towards him.
This force was terrifying. Although there were only thirty riders, when they ran, they moved like a small mountain, making the earth resonate and rumble.
"Are they deliberately forcing me to Chaos Calming Art?" Wang Xi took a deep breath, composed himself, and focused on the problem at hand.
The black spears whistled as they pierced the sky, moving with incredible speed, arriving in an instant. The Heavenly Halberd also tore through space, aiming to sever the beautiful head.
Wang Xi remained still, waiting.
At this moment, the high-ranking members of the Immortal Palace made no comment and simply watched quietly.
At the critical moment, the fairy of the Wang Clan opened and closed her eyes, and golden embers appeared on her snow-white forehead. Her spirit and energy surged from her body like boiling smoke, raising her aura to a terrifying level.
"Sizzle!"
A piercing sword cry rang out, and in an instant, brilliant primordial spirit light soared into the sky, transforming into a black sword embryo, flowing with killing intent, before shooting straight up and slashing forward.
The Chaos Calming Art has been revealed!
One of the three great sword techniques that shook the ancient times!
The heavens and earth trembled, Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo flowed with an ancient and simple luster. Symbols of the Great Dao flashed, and with a single slash, it annihilated an iron cavalryman...
"Interesting. Refining the spirit into a sword, using the spirit to slay the spirit—this sword technique can only reveal its true power in the Immortal Dao Domain."
Su Yu's eyes darted around, his gaze as deep and unfathomable as an ancient galaxy. He carefully observed the rhythm of the Soul Sword, and with his extensive knowledge, he naturally knew the terrifying nature of this technique.
In the Immortal Dao Domain, the primordial spirit is of paramount importance, followed by the physical body.
Those Void Dao Immortal King (flaws) almost all survived the physical tribulation, but failed at the primordial spirit tribulation and could not achieve complete success.
Many Immortal King died in battle with their physical bodies intact; their cause of death was the shattering of their primordial spirit. This speaks volumes...
In the virtual battlefield, Wang Xi strode forward, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, using shackles and handcuffs as weapons to fight against powerful enemies.
She is extraordinary, but this environment is still not enough; the limitations are too great. The Chaos Calming Art" is indeed powerful, but it cannot eliminate everyone.
Soon, the caged woman was struck by a black Heavenly Halberd, blood splattering everywhere, her situation utterly miserable.
"When!"
The sound of weapons clashing rang out. The dozens of riders shouted in unison and struck the long yoke with their combined strength. The force of the blow made Wang Xi's whole body tremble. His hand split open, blood flowed freely, and he almost collapsed to the ground. In an instant, he was surrounded by danger.
"Two real and one fake, she's just a bootleg prodigy, only this much..." Su Yu shook his head, very disappointed with this so-called prodigy.
There are prophecies in the world.
The Dharma Ending times are Perfect World for a group of people.
The current Chaotic Ancient Era is ruled by one person who Shrouding the Heavens.
The gap between these so-called young Supreme of the Chaotic Ancient Era and the geniuses of the Golden Age of the Dharma Ending Era is too great!
Even the three strands of Immortal Qi weren't cultivated by himself... With normal cultivation, the hope of becoming True Immortal is very slim, and he might not even be able to step into the Supreme Realm. It would take tens of millions of years to hone his skills.
Lost in thought, the cavalry commander in the duel made his move, and his ancient beast traversed the Void at lightning speed.
"Ah!"
Wang Xi screamed and unleashed a powerful strike, hoping to kill her formidable enemy. But she failed. The strength of her Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo was insufficient, and it was shattered by the dazzling light of the staff. At that moment, she fell into a deadly situation, screaming repeatedly as the commander struck her to the ground with a large black staff. Her bones were broken, her muscles were pierced, and she was pinned to the scorched earth.
"No..."
Seeing his opponent raise the large club with icy eyes, Wang Xi trembled and felt the threat of death. A wisp of his primordial spirit rushed out from his skull, but was forced back in as soon as it emerged.
"Boom!"
With a bang, the Wang Clan's precious daughter flew through the air and crashed into a pool of blood. Her forehead was shattered. Then, dozens of weapons were wielded, and Wang Xi screamed in agony as her body was cut into more than ten pieces. She died on the spot, her blood splattering everywhere.
When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; all the nobility and beauty of the past are gone, leaving only a horrifying pool of flesh and blood, and a pile of bones.
The tragedy happened so quickly; the woman's eyes were wide open as she died, unable to believe that she would end up like this.
As if drowning, Wang Xi's spirit was frozen at the moment of death. Despair, fear, cowardice, resentment, and many other emotions gathered together, making her beautiful face turn ferocious.
"Call..."
The next moment, she was suddenly resurrected and returned to the Bronze Immortal Palace.
"I..."
Wang Xi was panting heavily. In his memory, he still felt the moment that black and gold rod struck him down. His face was filled with fear, and his Dao heart was almost shattered.
I've died once!
The memory was so real—the sound of my skull cracking, the footsteps of death... The final scene, seeing my own blood and bones, that dark, gloomy shadow clung to me like a malignant tumor, impossible to shake off.
"How could this happen... No, it's these things that have limited me, otherwise it wouldn't have turned out this way." Wang Xi was dazed, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face, her heart aching as if being torn apart.
She grasped at the straw, blaming everything on the shackles; this was not a fair fight at all.
"Too weak... Indeed, the old saying goes, 'Those who eat meat are despicable,' and 'A towering tree cannot grow in a greenhouse.'"
The creature on the jade steps sighed softly, shook its head, and then thought of the current state of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, where it was precisely these kinds of people who were tyrannical and domineering, which was undeniably a tragedy.
During this time, Su Yu learned a lot about ancient history.
Leaving aside the Immortal Ancient Era, there was a lot of blood and tears in the previous era. The previous owner of the Thunder Emperor Armor suffered unfair treatment and was attacked from both sides. While fighting a bloody war against the Foreign Realm, he was also betrayed by the Longevity families within the Imperial Pass. In the end, he died with resentment. The obsession he left behind has not subsided to this day, causing the Thunder Emperor Armor to have a great resentment towards this world.
The Immortal Palace, the Wang Clan, the Jin Family, and the Yuan Family have all done this kind of thing.
They showed little sincerity in accepting truly talented individuals; they would forcibly take them as slaves, and kill them if they refused.
Suppression, beatings, insults...
Tracing back to its origins, this trend began with the Four Immortals. They feared the Immortal of the Foreign Realm of the Foreign Realm, yet launched a siege against the Female Kunpeng of this world. To say that the Remnant Immortal was cowardly would certainly not be accurate; daring to assassinate Immortal King -level expert with the body of True Immortal, even a severely injured Immortal King, is enough to demonstrate their courage. They are true experts in internal warfare.
" The Wang Clan is depleted. Their immortal Immortal Qi is merely a trick, and it's useless in actual combat... However, it still has some use." Su Yu said, shaking his head as he looked at Wang Xi. He reached out a hand, intending to grab Wang Xi's primordial spirit, take it into his body, and seize the Chaos Calming Art.
The latter was in a daze, staring at the Immortal Qi hand with despair on his face. He couldn't even resist and could only let others do as they pleased.
As the celestial light drew near, the beautiful woman collapsed to the ground. A golden primordial spirit flew out from the top of her head. It was very small and exquisite, with an appearance identical to her physical body, and its face was deathly pale.
"My lord... what will you do with me...?"
Wang Xi wept, looking utterly pitiful. She repeatedly defended herself, claiming she knew nothing about the theft of the Immortal Palace's ancestral tombs. "Please, Your Excellency, give me a chance. I will definitely give the Immortal Palace an explanation... It must have been done by those damned servants; it has nothing to do with me."
"Foolish! What's the use of crying? It only makes people laugh."
Su Yu's hair was disheveled, her eyes flashed like lightning, and she looked at the spirit coldly without the slightest pity.