In an instant, the sound of metal clanging rang out, and the mirror was filled with a Chaos mist, reflecting Immortal Ancient scene. The Dao light was hazy, scattering wisps of clear radiance, accompanied by a faint Daoist aura, making the ancient scene increasingly clear.
"Kill!"
On a vast land, thousands of troops clashed, their battle cries never ceasing. Lightning flashed, figures flew, and the deafening impacts echoed across the desert, accompanied by the glint of blood. The flames of war burned relentlessly, igniting one vast territory after another in the blink of an eye.
In the center of the mirror, a man bathed in golden light, burning his Life potential, going all out, unleashing a dazzling divine light, and charging forward.
The True Immortal he unleashed was absolutely unparalleled in its power at this level.
Across from them, bathed in bright light, sat an exceptionally beautiful blond youth atop Blood Phoenix Lion, calmly observing his opponent. Immortal arts Xian Dao techniques seemed to him like a breeze blowing across a green hill, leaving not a ripple.
The next moment, he made his move, his fingers forming a sword. With a whoosh, a torrent of sword light swept across the sky and the earth, terrifying beyond measure, capable of breaking through anything and destroying everything.
This is Immortal King- level sword technique, originating from a king of the Primordial Ancient Realm. He killed the king's successor, and the first three moves of this technique fell into his hands, becoming one of his most powerful killing techniques.
"Bang!"
The battle suddenly began, divine light flashed, and the qi surged. After ten moves, a head bursting with Immortal Qi flew out, carrying resentment and blood, reflecting on the handsome young Supreme, making him appear exceptionally bewitching.
This expert from the Foreign Realm moved with lightning speed, striking down with a single palm and severing the head and primordial spirit.
A True Immortal disciple thus perished, becoming a stepping stone for a young King from the Foreign Realm.
Or rather, the golden-haired spirit didn't need such a stepping stone. Time passed swiftly, and the world suddenly fell silent, littered with corpses, leaving only the golden-haired youth and the Blood Phoenix Lion. The latter, with its brilliant red mane, was devouring a Blue Qilin imbued with Xian Dao blood...
"It's him." Su Yu nodded, recognizing the culprit. He Wushuang, a leading figure among the younger generation in the late Foreign Realm Immortal Ancient Era, a top genius who had killed Ten Fiends.
Against such an opponent, a mere True Immortal disciple is simply no match.
He sighed softly, his hands moving as if propelling the Sun-Moon, moon, and stars. Chains of Chaos intertwined, drawing forth the laws of Fortune from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Vibrant, verdant Life essence emanated from the ancient mirror, imprinting itself upon it.
As time passed and the Dao patterns recombine and rearrange, a bloodied head appeared. The fallen warrior's expression was pained, and his face was slightly ferocious.
"Head and body back in their rightful place!"
As the celestial music rang out, a head dripping with true blood landed on the headless corpse, and a radiant True Phoenix flew out. It was no more than three feet long, but it carried a vigorous Life force, and its feathers were as dazzling as red diamonds.
"Master... this disciple is incompetent... I have failed..."
A low growl escaped, and the pale-faced ancient corpse, dazed and confused, recalled fragments of its past memories, muttering to itself, tears streaming from its eyes—whether from regret or something else, it was unclear...
But he quickly regained his numbness, his eyes filled with a bluish light, and he became fierce.
He cannot recall his past life and can only live on in the world as a spirit of the Corpse Dao.
Seeing this, Su Yu made a move, refining an Immortal of the Foreign Realm Talisman and turning it into a battle puppet, just like the five Immortal Ancient soldiers in the Heavenly Horned Ant Nest, retaining some of their Immortal Ancient memories to protect the Imperial Butterfly lineage.
"He will be your personal guard from now on," Su Yu said gently, stroking the Imperial Butterfly.
The radiant elf nodded; she was quiet and reserved and did not like to make a sound.
After doing all this, Su Yu stepped forward and gazed at the Immortal Pool.
Despite being called Immortal Pool, it appears dilapidated. The main structure is built of gray diamond rock, with a diameter of no more than five feet. It is very small, but it exudes an aura of ancient times.
In fact, those diamond rocks were already damaged and about to weather away, but they remained intact due to the influence of spiritual energy and the nourishment of wisps of immortal Immortal Qi.
Su Yu stretched out his hand, flicked his sleeve, and various patterns and Dao light quickly rose up, like boiling water rising into thick fog in the icy snow, dispersing the mist on the surface of the pool.
"Sizzle!"
In an instant, a surge of Xian Dao malevolent energy erupted, chilling and terrifying, pouring out like a waterfall, yet it couldn't budge the silver-haired man in the slightest...
Chapter 809 Borrowing a Corpse, Returning to Life
Silver threads swirled and the Chaos mist dissipated, revealing the objects within the pool.
An ancient butterfly, about three feet long, was enveloped in a small amount of Divine Spring Liquid. Its wings and body possessed an indescribable beauty, engraved with golden patterns, like the most Perfect World work of art in the world. However, its Immortal Spirit was flawed; large areas of its scales and wings were dull, its beautiful patterns were tainted, and its immortal body was rotting, a shocking sight.
This was an Longevity being who had once fought against the Foreign Realm Immortal of the Foreign Realm. Unfortunately, he encountered a terrible tragedy at the end of the Immortal Ancient and was cursed to death by a terrifying enemy. Ominous signs appeared on his body, and he was buried in the star soil. Those Immortal Qi of immortal energy were precisely emanating from his decaying body.
Originally the most beautiful creature in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, swaying in the colorful light, Longevity and prosperous life, it has now become like this, shrouded in black mist, its immortal body decaying, becoming a source of misfortune.
Nothing was left behind...
Su Yu scanned the area with his divine sense but found no trace of the immortal artifact. Clearly, the Imperial Butterfly was in extremely poor condition when it fell. Its Fate Immortal artifact may have been shattered in the fierce battle, leaving not even a remnant. Its divine sense had been completely severed, leaving not a trace behind.
The black aura on the butterfly's body is no less potent than the Immortal-Breaking Curse, enough to obliterate Xian Dao beings.
This made him sigh. If it weren't for the remnants of those cursed substances, an Longevity would never have ended up in such a state; perhaps there would still be hope for survival. But now everything is in vain, there is no possibility of saving him. Even if a powerful figure among the Immortal King came here, they would be unable to change the course of time...
"Sizzle!"
A surge of black light erupted as Su Yu activated a secret technique of the Demonic Pu Clan. The aura of the Great Dao surged, and a blood-red seed suddenly appeared before him, carrying a terrifying and eerie aura.
With a hum, the seed flew out, took root in the ancient pool, and began to rapidly absorb the Dark Matter. In an instant, it sprouted and transformed into a black dandelion.
Substituting a plum for a peach!
Under Su Yu's guidance, the putrid aura emanating from the Xian Dao Imperial Butterfly surged upwards, rising into the clouds and being completely absorbed by the dandelion. The demonic herb appeared even more profound and dark, exuding a chilling aura.
Gradually, the ancient butterfly became crystal clear, and two-thirds of the gaps on its body were filled by the brilliant Divine Radiance.
Finally, amidst the rising mist and clouds, in the ancient stone pool, a butterfly lay quietly in the divine liquid, its wings a riot of colors, indescribably dazzling, its body covered in golden patterns, recreating the exquisite beauty of a mature Imperial Butterfly.
"You should be able to enter her body. I'll lend you a hand." Su Yu looked at the little Imperial Butterfly, his forehead glowing, and extended a wisp of crystal-clear divine thought, enveloping it.
The golden sprite nodded, its wings fluttering, shimmering with rosy light. It was enveloped in a layer of Chaos Immortal Light, its auspicious radiance making it even more holy and flawless.
Its entire body was lustrous, Ruyu and gold, exuding a noble aura unique to the insect king. At this moment, it fluttered out and disappeared into the body of its own kind.
It wasn't a primordial spirit taking over; rather, the entire body merged into it. This immortal body's blood had cooled, the nurturing Grotto-Heaven had dimmed, the Divine Flame had extinguished, and not even a lingering remnant remained.
However, as the Imperial Butterfly merged with it, this half-body glowed, then rumbled, and a magnificent radiant light spread, incredibly dreamlike. An ancient immortal was reviving, seemingly about to awaken from his slumber.
This is a female Imperial Butterfly. Judging from the traces in her sea of consciousness, she should have recently ascended to the True Immortal realm and lacks the time to accumulate experience; otherwise, she could have achieved a qualitative leap. Unfortunately, time is the most scarce resource in the late Immortal Ancient stage...
With the Little Imperial Butterfly as the central hub, the two ancient bloodlines were connected. Within the Xian Dao Divine Platform, Su Yu's divine sense also generated a strange feeling, as if he had become a butterfly, and was naturally one with this body, as if they had never been separated.
"Buzz!"
The divine might spread, the Dao surged through the nine heavens, and the aura stirred up an eternal calamity. The celestial butterfly was reviving, its wings unfurling and radiating dazzling light. At this moment, the surrounding celestial power surged like Ming Sea, as violently as a raging river, deafeningly loud.
Su Yu controlled this body, and a drop of deep Tribulation Blood fell, taking root directly in the Female Imperial Butterfly's body, causing the Dao light to reignite there, and the flames surged.
This is "resurrection in the literal sense"!
The primordial spirits of later generations and the physical bodies of Immortal Ancient achieved a subtle fusion at this moment, allowing the ancient Imperial Butterfly to descend once more.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The pool was collapsing, butterflies danced across the world, and with a gentle flap of their wings, the universe crumbled in an instant!
In a hazy dream, the butterfly transformed into a woman, so beautiful it seemed unreal. Her golden hair was flowing, glossy and smooth, her face oval, her lips and nose delicate. As her eyes moved, pale golden celestial pupils swirled, and a Immortal Radiance glow descended from her head, causing the entire universe to tremble and distort the surrounding area.
She looked ahead and saw another version of herself, while also unraveling more fragments of her memories...
Su Yu paused in the Void, carefully comprehending everything left behind by the female Imperial Butterfly.
Back then, she went to the Border Wasteland to fight against the Immortal of the Foreign Realm beings, fighting to the zenith, even disintegrating the Dao soldiers. At the critical moment, a terrifying being from another realm chanted incantations, isolating the eternal space and cursing her target to death. In the end, she could not withstand the curse, suffering severe injuries, and perished in pain and desolation, her bones buried on the ancient battlefield.
A woman who dared to fight against the Immortal of the Foreign Realm could only groan in her dying moments, longing for the Wuyou days of her childhood...
"She rose to prominence too late."
Su Yu shook his head and sighed deeply. This deceased was active on the eve of the epoch's destruction. In the Primordial Ancient Realm, only one-tenth of the Immortal King -level combat power remained. The Immortal King of the Foreign Realm of the Foreign Realm was able to free up his hands to intervene in the True Immortal- level battlefield.
As the memory suggests, Immortal King- level being cast a curse, leaving True Immortal with only the path of defeat and decay; there is no other possibility—the gap between them is simply too vast.
This celestial body was in very poor condition, and the same was true when it transformed into human form. The injuries were severe. Although it retained the outline of a woman, there were cracks on the surface, and some places even had wounds. It looked very ferocious, like a piece of broken porcelain that had been bitten a few times by ghosts.
" Heavenly Phoenix Undying Technique!"
The woman spoke softly, her slender, white fingers intertwining to form a magic seal. In an instant, a Huang -shaped Dao mark appeared on her body, lifelike. The next moment, a phoenix cry shook the heavens, and an Undying Heavenly Phoenix actually flew out, its long feathers radiant, swirling with crimson mist, lively and beautiful, dancing with the Imperial Butterfly.
"Clang!"
The next moment, starlight and Yue Hua flowed, and this underground palace became a black hole vortex in the center of a million miles away, absorbing the essence of the world.
The fairy butterfly's body is transforming; its rotten wounds are healing rapidly, filling the gaps...
In the end, Su Yu directly took out a portion of the Immortal of the Foreign Realm's flesh and blood, refined it into the Great Dao Order, and let the immortal butterfly absorb it. In an instant, the Great Dao patterns were as shocking as bright red blood, and then connected with the decaying True Immortal body.
"Buzz!"
Within that cracked treasure pool, the ancient butterfly grew even more terrifying. Crimson long feathers coiled around her body, and her entire being radiated a brilliant light, like a celestial lamp illuminating Eternal, burning fiercely and incinerating heaven and earth.
She stepped out, her eyebrows long and delicate, her eyes unusually single-lidded, exuding an ethereal charm, her aloof demeanor drawing one in to explore further. Her golden hair cascaded down to her waist, her skin as smooth as ice and jade, her tattered battle armor barely concealing her snow-white complexion. Her slender, graceful body floated in the air, possessing an otherworldly beauty, a true gem of the era.
"Even the spirit of ice and snow will miss its homeland and loved ones before it passes away..." Su Yu sighed softly, feeling a sense of unease. Behind him, a Grotto-Heaven appeared, bearing the karma of this Female Imperial Butterfly.
He remembered the aura of the Immortal King of the Foreign Realm who had cast the curse-killing secret technique. If he ever broke through to a higher realm, he would go and take that man's head.
If that Immortal King of the Foreign Realm is already dead, then it's even simpler; cause and effect cancel each other out...
Having obtained the body of a Xian Dao Imperial Butterfly, Su Yu's understanding of the Xian Dao deepened.
The little Imperial Butterfly also benefited greatly from the fusion process, absorbing some Xian Dao energy and showing signs of physical evolution. More importantly, it obtained the complete Imperial Butterfly clan inheritance from the adult members, thus gaining a clearer understanding of the path ahead.
This is more important to it than a Immortal King, because this kind of inheritance is most suitable for the Imperial Butterfly lineage, and it is itself the most top-tier True Immortal cultivation method...
Chapter 810 Epitaph
After leaving the ancient pool, the group gained nothing.
This place was once a sacred site for immortals, with many caves and ancient grottoes remaining. However, almost all of these caves have been looted. The people of the Immortal Ancient Era were defeated, and the Foreign Realm army swept through, taking away most of the defeated people's treasures.
Among some ruins, ancient stone tablets with inscriptions remain, recording the truth of the changing of eras, as well as some pessimistic records of the Immortal Ancient immortals, who were desperate about the future and believed that the Foreign Realm was invincible.
The Divine Continent has fallen, and all things are shrouded in darkness!
This is the most vivid illustration.
Walking through the ruins, Su Yu's eyes darted around, and he found a very well-hidden ancient stele. It emitted wisps of extreme Dao energy, and various strange phenomena appeared all around, creating a bizarre and turbulent atmosphere. This surprised him greatly, as the stele's owner must have been a figure like Wang Changsheng and Meng Tianzheng in his lifetime.
This is extremely rare!
The Extreme Dao Supreme who emerged from the Land of Longevity are figures who typically only appear in the Dharma- Dharma Ending Age when the laws are dim and the Great Dao is withered. Even in the Immortal Domain and the Foreign Realm, they are extremely rare. I never expected that one would be buried here.
The stone tablet was dilapidated, with traces of petrification on its surface. It was not tall, only about ten feet, and was covered with densely packed, hastily written characters. The characters were written in bold, powerful strokes, like swords of Killing Sword, and surprisingly, they exuded Chaos aura and a unique charm.
Su Yu had no difficulty reading it, because this stele was based on the Dao of the sword, and because it was from a long time ago, the Dao patterns had been severely lost, so Supreme Realm could observe it.
"Following the path, I fought valiantly, but now I am exhausted. After battling against the Foreign Realm Imperial Clan, I have been defeated and died here. I am truly ashamed of the Sword Lord's teachings... It is not the Immortal Tribulation Technique that failed, but my own defeat..." The opening sentence reveals a part of the mystery.
This inscription existed for an era; it was copied from a fragment of the stele and records some of the deeds of the person whose name was on the stele.