The Inheritance Hall, the Pride of a Heaven's Chosen
After passing through the long corridor, the space suddenly opens up before you.
A magnificent hall, large enough to hold tens of thousands of people, appeared in Dongfang Yueming's sight. The hall was built of an unknown blue immortal stone, and each of the huge stone pillars was carved with ancient ascension scenes, exuding the aura of True Immortal that made people tremble.
In the center of the main hall, two dazzling lights floated in mid-air.
A pale golden hue, within which a jade slip containing mysterious runes could be faintly seen—the core inheritance of this grotto-heaven.
The other seed, radiating a rich life force and the essence of thunder, was a [Mystic-Grade Immortal Seed - Azure Thunder Seed]!
"That's... Immortal Seed?!"
At the edge of the main hall, several surviving cultivators were breathing heavily, their eyes filled with greed.
To advance from Heaven Immortal to True Immortal, one must plant an "Immortal Seed" at the center of their Immortal Abode, using it as a fulcrum of the laws. The higher the grade of the Immortal Seed, the more limitless the future achievements. Even in the Supreme Mystery Immortal Domain, a Profound-grade Mystic-Grade Immortal Seed is a priceless treasure that countless geniuses would fight tooth and nail for!
However, even though the treasure was within reach, no one dared to step forward.
In the center of the hall stood the young man in golden armor, Ao Wushuang, with his hands behind his back and a mocking sneer on his lips.
At his feet lay a dozen or so corpses, all of them powerful individuals who had just tried to seize the treasure.
Behind him, the expressionless metal puppet still had golden immortal blood dripping from its fist.
"I told you, this thing... its surname is Ao."
Ao Wushuang spoke calmly, his voice echoing in the hall, carrying an undeniable domineering air.
Anyone else have any objections?
The entire hall fell silent.
Just then, a soft footstep sound came from the palace gate.
Dongfang Yueming walked into the main hall unhurriedly, his gaze passing directly past Ao Wushuang and landing on the [Azure Thunder Seed].
[It's actually Mystic-Grade Immortal Seed with lightning attribute?!]
[It's a perfect match for my Origin Immortal Art!]
Sensing someone entering, Ao Wushuang slightly turned his head. When he saw Dongfang Yueming's unremarkable black robe and his still "restrained" aura, a strong sense of disgust and contempt flashed in his eyes.
"How come there are always these idiots who can't see reality in a garbage place like the Desolate Ancient Immortal Domain?"
He turned around, looking down at the Dongfang Yueming in the east, his tone filled with condescending arrogance.
"Boy, kneel down and kill yourself."
"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to get involved with something as filthy as you."
Dongfang Yueming raised his head and looked at him as if he were a fool.
"You talk too much nonsense."
He pointed to the Immortal Seed, "I'll take it. You can take your iron lump and get lost."
"... court death."
Ao Wushuang's face instantly darkened, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.
"A'er, clear the area."
He issued the order casually, as if he were simply instructing someone to dispose of a pile of garbage.
"Buzz--!"
The puppet, which had been silent all along, suddenly had two red lights shining from its eyes!
A terrifying aura belonging to the Early True Immortal instantly sealed off the entire hall!
The cultivators hiding on the edge cried out in alarm and scrambled backward.
[True Immortal -Level Puppet!]
[This kid's dead meat! Compared to True Immortal, even Perfected Heavenly Immortal at the peak of cultivation is nothing more than a slightly stronger ant!]
"Boom--!"
The ground beneath the puppet's feet instantly cracked, and it transformed into a black lightning bolt, so fast that even Divine Sense could not catch it. A cold, metallic Iron Fist, carrying the power of laws that could tear through the Xukong, aimed straight for Dongfang Yueming's face!
However.
Just as the Iron Fist was inches away from him.
Dongfang Yueming slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and casually reached forward to grab.
"Bang--!"
A muffled thud.
That terrifying Iron Fist, powerful enough to kill Peak Heaven Immortal, was actually... firmly grasped in his palm!
No matter how frantically the array within the puppet's body operated, the Iron Fist remained completely still, as if it had crashed into an ancient, immovable mountain!
"What?!"
Ao Wushuang's calm expression finally shattered completely at this moment!
"How is this possible?! This is True Immortal- level guardian puppet!"
"You expect to clear the area with this piece of junk?"
Dongfang Yueming raised his head, a cold smile curving his lips.
He suddenly exerted force with his five fingers.
"Snap--!"
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, the seemingly indestructible True Immortal Puppet, forged from meteorite iron, had its entire arm twisted into a pretzel by Dongfang Yueming!
"Smash it!"
He swung his palm back and struck the puppet hard in the chest.
[Chaos Dao Body - Full Power!]
"BOOM--!!!"
With a deafening roar, the True Immortal Puppet, which was powerful enough to sweep across the Desolate Ancient Immortal Domain, was sent flying thousands of meters away like a broken doll by this palm strike. It was embedded heavily in the wall of the main hall, its chest deeply caved in, sparks flying all over its body, and it was completely destroyed!
Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.
Ao Wushuang looked at the pile of scrap metal, then at the calm and collected Dongfang Yueming, and felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head!
[This... this is really an immortal from a lower-level immortal realm?!]