Chapter 225: Suspected Immortal in the Realm

Of course, the coordinates being known isn't necessarily a bad thing.

According to the subsequent "Ascension Plan," this presents a rare opportunity for cultivators trapped within the world, unable to advance further.

Of course, this applies only to the human race.

Thus, wherever the red radiance passed, all worlds capable of detecting the outside were stirred, yet they were powerless against the entity dwelling at the highest height.

In the end, they could only exhaust every possible means to record this unbelievable scene.

Yet no matter how sophisticated the method, the footage captured could only show a tiny portion of what the red radiance revealed.

And only after recording it did they discover the information contained within could be comprehended only by the human race.

Totally fucking scam!

Amid the wailing of many worlds dominated by non-human races.

The red radiance had already crossed the boundless Chaos Sea, traversed countless worlds, and its brilliant glow gradually dimmed, becoming ordinary and unremarkable.

Above the Chaos Sea, no world detected it anymore.

Those of lower "potential" inherently struggle to perceive what lies above; had Xu Xing not deliberately acted, they would never have noticed.

Primarily because the coordinates had been harvested nearly complete.

And since the next step involves approaching a world so dangerous even Yuan, a Cave-True, deemed it perilous—suspected to harbor a "Immortal"—it's better not to be so conspicuous.

Thus, in an instant, or perhaps after an eternity.

Xu Xing finally arrived at his destination: a vast, immensely colossal world situated at the highest "potential."

If other worlds were leaves drifting in the Chaos Sea, this world was a brilliant star.

The difference could not be described by comparing fireflies to the moon.

The world pulsed, its laws interwoven; each inhalation and exhalation stirred boundless Chaos Qi, rolling and churning.

Like a terrifying dam spanning the Chaos Sea, it nearly severed this entire realm.

Xu Xing stood before the world; a strand of red radiance circled him once, then settled behind him, forming a long sword of pure crimson.

"This world..." Xu Xing frowned.

This world gave him an unusual feeling, and its defenses were extremely tight, seemingly repelling all external entities.

From the outside, even he could perceive only limited information.

One thing was certain—this world was not ruled by the human race.

With a thought, he made his decision.

"Come."

The crimson sword behind him entered his hand; its radiant, righteous light flowed like a torch dispelling night.

If it cannot be known from without, then enter within and see!

"Cut!"

Boom—

The boundless light emitted by the magnificent world, standing like a dam across the infinite Chaos Sea, seemed crushed at that moment.

In its place appeared a red sword light, nearly severing all things, cutting off every possibility.

Hummm—

The sword's song drowned out the rolling Chaos Qi.

At lower "potentials," worlds as numerous as cosmic sands nearly froze; this entire realm seemed paused as if under a stop button.

When the sword light fell, a minuscule crack appeared on the magnificent world.

"Die!!!"

In an instant, a furious consciousness, like the embodiment of Dao itself, wove endless laws into a monstrous purple giant claw that tore through Chaos and surged toward him.

As if to crush him into dust.

'Truly an Immortal?'

The power of this claw indeed reached the level of "Immortal" and "Ancestor."

This world truly had an Immortal!

But...

'Reaction is too slow.'

As the thought flashed, Xu Xing transformed into red radiance and shot through the tiny crack he had carved.

The purple claw grasped downward but missed its target, roaring in fury and scattering Chaos Qi everywhere.

Countless fragile worlds formed from the disturbance, only to collapse instantly.

After a bout of impotent rage, the purple claw withdrew, retreating back into the world.

And the slender crack carved on the world's outer layer swiftly healed itself.

…………Sunlight filtered through dense tree canopies, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Towering trees stood tall and majestic, their trunks thick, bark rough, as if weathered by ages, with spiral-shaped purple fruits hanging from their branches.

The lush, layered canopies blocked out the sky and sun.

Ferns grew wildly in the damp soil, colorful flowers dotting the ground, emitting faint fragrances.

The fresh air carried the scent of earth and trees; occasional bird calls added to the serenity and peace.

Boom!

A sudden thunderous crash shattered the silence; a towering ancient tree slowly toppled, crashing onto a neighboring giant tree.

Purple spiral fruits rained down, their skins cracking open to reveal tender yellow flesh inside.

Two figures, one male, one female, disheveled and filthy, darted frantically through the woods, fleeing.

Sweat soaked their thin, tattered clothes; their eyes were bloodshot.

Each breath pulled at a searing pain deep in their lungs; they had long lost track of how long they had held on.

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Their legs felt leaden, every step agonizingly heavy, yet they dared not stop for even a moment.

Behind them, above the dense forest, several peculiar figures stood atop circular, skateboard-like flying devices, watching the two fleeing figures with mocking amusement.

Each stood about two and a half meters tall, clad in identical black uniforms, their bodies covered in red scales, their heads resembling a fusion of traits from multiple creatures, strikingly similar to the legendary Qilin.

"Let's slow down a bit—these days, it's hard to find wild human beings."

One of the figures said lazily.

"Tsk tsk, pity there's a confidentiality rule—if not, we could've sold any number of recordings for a good price," another added.

Hearing their laughter, the team leader sighed helplessly: "Enough. Get serious. You've played long enough—finish them off, or the higher-ups will start nagging again."

These kids really don't care a bit about their team leader.

"Yes, Captain!"

At these words, they finally grew a little more serious.

The captain was usually quite kind to them.

"I'll do it! I didn't get a shot last time—this time it's my turn!" came a younger voice.

"Fine, fine! But only one shot—if you miss, it's my turn," came a teasing reply from beside him.

"I won't miss!"

He muttered, then raised the firearm-like device in his hands and began to aim.

Just as he was about to kill the two, he suddenly noticed something wrong.

Hm?

"Report, Captain—another human has appeared. He's carrying a sword—suspected 'Rebel'!"

Rebel?!

The captain's heart stirred involuntarily.

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Meanwhile, the two fleeing figures were nearly spent—but seeing the sudden figure ahead, they summoned their last strength and cried out desperately.

"Run! Run fast!"

"Don't mind us."

This man had appeared suddenly, carrying a sword—he must be a "Legacy-Bearer."

The Legacy-Bearer was humanity's last hope; they could not be sacrificed here because of them!

Already on the verge of collapse, the two collapsed to the ground the moment they finished speaking, utterly drained.

Boundless fear flooded their hearts at once—no living being could remain unmoved by death.

Their bodies began trembling uncontrollably, but what made them more frantic was that the Legacy-Bearer, upon hearing their words, did not leave—instead, he walked toward them.

"What a cruel world," a sigh reached their ears.

The man stepped before them, his eyes holding an emotion they could not decipher.

He reached out—a long, clean palm—settling onto their greasy, filthy hair.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here." (End of Chapter)