Finally, the mountain collapsed, revealing the interior, where the true scriptures were found: four solid pages of golden paper, covered with densely packed patterns.
Su Yu took a quick look and found that the corner he needed was inside, which immediately put his mind at ease.
He was genuinely worried that something might go wrong, leaving the Indestructible Scripture incomplete.
After noting down the missing piece, Su Yu grasped its true meaning and quickly mastered it.
From then on, he had obtained the complete first volume of the Indestructible Scripture. As for the second volume, he would have to go to Fallen Immortal Ridge to retrieve it.
A moment later, Su Yu opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of Immortal Qi, only to find two pitiful little ones staring longingly at him from a distance.
"Interesting..."
Su Yu smiled and looked at Shi Hao, saying, "You were able to defeat He Wushuang, so you are qualified to obtain the Indestructible Scripture." As he spoke, he released a stream of pure energy, sending Shi Hao closer.
As for the Little Heaven-Horned Ant, Su Yu left them behind.
The former was dejected. It longed for the Indestructible Scripture, but it also knew that it had not met the standard and was no match for He Wushuang. Logically, it should not have been able to obtain the scripture.
The trial was fair; it couldn't utter a word, only clench its fists, its heart filled with resentment.
Seeing that the Heavenly Horned Ant did not rush forward, Su Yu nodded slightly, showing his appreciation and agreeing with its character.
"If you had begged me, demanding the scriptures as a descendant of the Ten Fiends, you would have been thrown out. Knowing your shortcomings and recognizing your own limitations, this generation of Heavenly Horned Ant is quite good," he said.
Having received praise from a powerful figure of the same era as his father, the Heavenly Horned Ant's eyes blazed with fire as he shouted, "I will not give up! Whether it takes a hundred years or a thousand, I will defeat He Wushuang sooner or later and cultivate the Indestructible Scripture!"
"Your father didn't pass on the scriptures to you because he knew you weren't talented enough. This time, he gave you the key to the scriptures because of Shi Hao, whose talent is comparable to He Wushuang. As for you, you still lack some refinement." Su Yu's eyes shone with divine light as he looked at the Heavenly Horned Ant.
The little ant remained silent, though it was extremely unwilling to admit it, but this was reality.
Just when it thought the scriptures were unattainable, Su Yu spoke up and offered it a condition.
"Slaying three Imperial Clan the same realm from the front is a merit worthy of receiving scriptures. This achievement has already been recorded."
The Heavenly Horned Ant, still somewhat dazed, was surprised to find a glimmer of hope and a turning point in the situation. It quickly nodded and said, "Not just three, ten, even a hundred will do."
Seeing the little ant's eager expression, Su Yu nodded, flicked his sleeve, and placed it before the scripture.
There are patterns in the world.
If he hadn't come here, only Shi Hao would have been qualified to spread the Indestructible Scripture. The Heavenly Horned Ant could obtain the scripture through connections, but they didn't have the right to pass it on to others.
Now that he has initiated the transmission of the scriptures, neither Shi Hao nor the Heavenly Horned Ant will pass on the Indestructible Scripture to anyone else; this is a tacit tradition within the cultivation world...
Then, Su Yu left four marks around him, corresponding to the four trials of Void Dao, Self Severing, Dunyi, and Supreme. No matter which trial he passed, he would receive the scriptures.
The Dharma should not be lightly transmitted; it should be reserved for those with the right affinity!
After doing all this, he looked at the dark crow and inquired about the Immortal Ancient.
But these heroic spirits couldn't remember much, and most of their questions went unanswered.
" In the Immortal Ancient Era, a prodigy once walked here... After his death in battle, a peculiar scene unfolded: his remnant soul merged with the Imperishable Peak and slumbered underground... If it were you, perhaps you could revive him," the old crow pleaded.
"It's him."
Su Yu sighed softly and looked down at the foot of the Imperishable Peak, where a faint golden light flickered. Soul energy was hidden within the light particles, but it was very weak and almost inaudible.
"To save him, we need Longevity Medicine."
The old crow remained silent for a long time before sighing. How could it not know? It was just unwilling to see the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King die out its lineage.
Just as it was about to reveal that the remnant soul contained a nascent seed of the universe, hoping to exchange it for Su Yu's help,
"Boom!"
A surge of Chaos light erupted. Su Yu gathered his sleeves, absorbed the dim soul, and quietly departed, disappearing into the swirling mist. A shadowy crow watched his retreating figure, lingering for a long time...
In the ultimate battlefield of the immortals, amidst the ruins of a massive building, light emanated from the Void, and Su Yu emerged from it.
This ruin, desolate and ancient, bears witness to the glory of the Immortal Ancient Era, where Immortal King once preached.
However, in the late Immortal Ancient Era, this place was breached, Xian Dao beings were slaughtered, blood splattered the heavens, and too many human cultivators died, turning it into a demonic land.
Immortal Ascension Platform!
This is a rooftop terrace in Su Yu's memory, engraved with the glory of immortals, which only immortals can ascend.
This place has long been ravaged, and now only half of it remains, like a broken mountain, dark and gloomy, looking incredibly oppressive.
"Brush!"
A flash of silver light appeared, Su Yu appeared on the platform. A futon appeared in the Void, and he sat there, silently experiencing the remaining laws of this place.
I failed to perform on stage in the past, but I never expected to do so in this Lifetime...
A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and ripples appeared on the flat ground. A large rain of light fell from above, carrying the aura of Wangsheng, and opened a seal.
"Splash!"
A long river of history surged forth, its waves crashing against the sky, bearing the marks of time, and rushed toward Su Yu.
Gradually, his body became blurred, like an immortal Yuhua to heaven, disappearing from the Worship Immortal Platform...
Chapter 821 Taiyi Immortal Xuan, Daluo Golden Immortal
The vast realm is ethereal, chains of order dance, and rich patterns of time converge into flowers, one after another, crystal clear, suspended in the eternal night, blooming at this moment.
Su Yu stood in the River of Time, unmoved by the surging waves. His eyes were etched with beams of immortal light, composed entirely of symbols of immortal slaughter, brilliant and indestructible, unyielding even to the passage of time.
Time flies like a dream, the scenes flash by quickly, swirling with countless Chaos mists, a myriad of phenomena.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the Quasi- World Tree ascended to become an Ancestral Tree of a Realm, thriving and dominating all things, every branch adorned with celestial light...
The next moment, the scenery of the long river changed. In a vast wilderness, the Immortal Qi was hazy, and a terrifying fluctuation spread. A female immortal with an ancient cauldron on her head was engaged in a great battle with her enemy. The cold chill enveloped the thousands of spiritual realms, reaching far and wide.
" Primordial Dragon Clan, Dao Carp-Scaled Dragon?"
Su Yu's eyes flickered as he noticed an object on his body glowing—the fragments of dragon bone he had obtained from the Chaos Mosquito Lake in the Immortal Ancient ruins.
The snow-white giant bones were translucent and crystalline, unlike the deathly stillness of the past, as if they had come back to life, and formed a special connection with the vague creatures in the River of Time.
"Roar!"
With a deafening roar, the wind and clouds shifted, and a phantom Primordial Ancient Dragon burst forth, riding on water mist. It had azure horns on its head, five claws, scales, and fins, and its body was over ten thousand feet tall, making it look extremely majestic.
Blood-red light shot into the sky, some from female immortals, others from Dao Carp Ancient Dragon. Further away, in the lush green Bodhi forest, within a golden Buddhist kingdom, a celestial monk's palm covered the Qing Ming, his chanting like a waterfall, like Supreme Buddha, restraining the Fearless Lion, which had nowhere to fly or hide, letting out a defiant roar that shook the vast Buddhist land...
These carvings are very blurry and cannot be seen clearly. They are like the appearance of ancient stone murals after thousands of years of wind and rain erosion. You can only see the general outline, and the layers are very disjointed. It is not a complete timeline.
After several dozen breaths, everything returned to stillness. The Chaos timeline disappeared, revealing an ancient place with a bluestone-paved road and a vast emptiness that was almost suffocating.
Ahead, there were clusters of palaces, but they were all abandoned. Some had collapsed, while others still stood stubbornly. Even so, there was still an immense sense of awe, solemn and sacred.
Su Yu quietly looked at the Immortal Ruins Land, especially the traces of the great battle left on the ruined palaces and halls. Soon, he sensed something and couldn't help but sigh, knowing where he had come from.
"The Daoist temple of the Immortal King Wuzhong... I never expected it to be forged on a tributary of time, it's truly defying the heavens."
His voice was very soft, but in this special place, even the slightest sound seemed abrupt, breaking the silence. The sound waves spread, and the whole world responded.
"Is it a matter of Lunhui, or a matter of Lunhui itself...?" Just then, from deep within the palace, someone sighed.
" Wuzhong under Wu Zhong's command?" Su Yu looked up.
"Please come over for a chat!"
An invitation came from deep within, and soon, a faint ribbon of light and mist drifted over, hazy and ethereal, its tip converging into nine tiers of steps, landing in front of Su Yu.
Following the divine path down, one sees a magnificent metal palace, towering a thousand feet high, but its top has been shattered, leaving only the palace walls, gleaming with a cold luster.
Upon entering, the scene changed dramatically. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and the songs of birds, and the vegetation was lush and verdant. It was no longer desolate and bleak, but teeming with life. The clouds were dark and seemed to foretell rain, the water was still and misty, and auspicious clouds and rainbows moved together. It was truly a Immortal Land.
Amidst the ruins of this ancient metal gate, vines intertwine, vegetation is lush and fresh, there is a stone table and a futon, and a very charming woman.
Su Yu sighed softly. Under his soul light, all things manifested, yet this place remained dilapidated.
Ruins of a palace, stagnant water, withered trees, scattered rocks... and, in the ruins, a snow-white skull.
Unlike the Yin-Yang Cross Forbidden Zone, where reality and illusion fluctuate, it cannot be considered an illusion. Even if a Supreme Immortal King is reduced to a remnant soul or half a skull, he can make everything real. His Daoist temple is half real and half illusory; it is real when the Immortal King thinks of it and illusory when he disperses his thoughts.
This place is quite different; it was sealed here by a great supernatural being from an era ago, capturing a fleeting moment, and now it has reappeared.
Entering this place is like stepping into a corner of time, where everything you see is an illusion...
"Successor of the Immortal Tribulation Dao, please sit." The woman spoke; she wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she possessed a remarkable spiritual aura. Her large eyes sparkled with wisdom, and she was quite extraordinary, carrying an ethereal Xian Dao aura.
Su Yu nodded, sat cross-legged on the futon, and calmly responded.
"After an era of slumber, you are the second visitor."
The woman's eyes sparkled, her tone was calm, and her relaxed expression conveyed a sense of languor, as if she had grown weary of the world's hustle and bustle and possessed a tranquil heart seeking the Tao.
"Which of Wuzhong's subordinates are you?" Su Yu asked, getting straight to the point, then added indifferently, "I've killed two Ghost Immortal and suppressed four Immortal of the Foreign Realm."
As he spoke, his silver hair fluttered in the wind, giving him a sharp and imposing aura.
This is a demonstration, and also a frank statement; I don't want to play games with the other party.
After a long silence, a laugh as clear as the sound of silver bells rang out. The woman's phoenix eyes narrowed as she stared at the person before her. "Is Lunhui truly real? The body is, and so is the person."
Then she shook her head, rejecting the idea.
"If it really is him, this place shouldn't be of much help to you. It's just a little trinket, only good enough to fool a little guy," the woman said softly. Her dress swayed in the wind, revealing her fair and jade- Ruyu skin, making her appear like a pure and innocent maiden.
"Who knows?" Su Yu shook his head, staring at the woman with an aura so overwhelming that it resembled that of a Chaos god descending from the heavens.
"Are all Sword Immortal immortals this domineering? Even towards a dead man?"
"Though the body has perished, the remnant soul remains; the Dao has not been extinguished, so it cannot be considered a dead immortal," Su Yu corrected.
Upon hearing this, the woman twitched her cherry lips, her heart filled with complex emotions.
The next moment, she flicked her sleeves, and four small dishes, a wine pot, and two jade cups appeared on the stone table.
The side dishes were unrecognizable, their ingredients unknown. The jade cup was antique, and when she picked up the wine pot, a wisp of Chaos wafted from its spout, creating a dreamlike effect.
"I originally intended to leave this to some younger generations, hoping they might nurture a few exceptional talents. Now that you're here, the remaining wine is served..."
As the woman spoke, she poured wine. The liquid flowing from the spout was crystal clear, radiating an Immortal Qi fragrance, and had a strong aroma of wine.
"Please!" The woman raised a jade cup, her demeanor impeccable and elegant, her long sleeves flowing gracefully, making her appear radiant and captivating.
Su Yu stroked the cup, but did not drink it directly.