Chapter 356

Now his face is no longer withered; it glows with vigor, his frame is tall and straight, his heroic bearing shines, exuding a supreme presence that outshines his peers.

His inner aura is terrifying; even a faint trace that escapes can make the heavens shudder and countless stars tremble.

He has returned to the former quasi‑emperor's nine‑heaven pinnacle, now on the brink of attaining the Dao.

"It really is an immortal treasure..."

Gai Jiuyou's torch‑like eyes sparkled with light; he drifted into a reverie, never imagining that the Emperor Sovereign's Nine‑Turn Immortal Pill would work so miraculously.

"Astonishing and shocking" hardly does it justice!

"Gai Jiuyou here again thanks the readers for the medicine!"

Shortly afterward he collected his thoughts, his face grew solemn, and he bowed deeply and respectfully to Yang Chu, full of reverence.

Now his voice is no longer frail; it has grown loud and resonant, imbued with an inexplicable authority.

"The immortality road on Feixian Star is about to reopen; with your present condition, senior, you can walk it."

A person who had nearly attained the Dao by unorthodox means, now restored to his peak, is undoubtedly shocking; one can hardly imagine the uproar that will follow.

After saying that, Yang Chu and Gai Jiuyou talked for a moment, then left together with the Yaochi Holy Maiden.

All he will do now is wait quietly for the Immortal Path to open, awaiting a suitable opportunity.

Afterward, Yang Chu did not remain in seclusion but lived a period of peaceful days.

He and the Yaochi Holy Maiden usually reside in the peach garden deep in the Undying Mountain, a place like a fairyland that once served as a retreat for ancient supremacies—no further explanation needed.

They often sit on outdoor chairs, sip a little Dao‑comprehension tea, discuss the law and the Dao, and gain many insights.

Sometimes they sit cross‑legged beneath the Dao‑comprehension tea tree, listening to the leaves rustle and produce a delicate sound like heavenly music.

Over time, this can cleanse the entire body, temper the spirit and soul, and elevate one's Dao nature.

As for the Black Emperor, Duan De, and the Dragon Horse, although they have reached quasi‑emperor cultivation, their natures remain unchanged; they love to wander outside whenever they can.

They are eager to explore many ancient forbidden lands and never‑before‑seen relics—how delightful!

But now their status and position are utterly different, especially that of the Black Emperor.

Having far surpassed the quasi‑emperor realm, few can rival him, and his formation mastery can now be described as "shocking heaven and earth, making ghosts and gods weep."

Exceedingly intricate and profound, beyond comprehension!

Even peers of the same level, upon seeing it, feel their hearts race and dare not be careless in the slightest.

Even setting those aside, merely saying that he stands beside the human imperial prince and once followed the Beginningless Great Emperor makes his status extremely exalted.

Whoever sees him can't help but shout "Black Emperor" or "Dog Emperor"?

Of course, calling him a big black dog or such, he doesn't really mind.

But if some clueless fool calls him something like a "dog spirit," eight out of ten times they will suffer retribution.

"That damned black dog is back again..."

Feixian Star, home of an ancient clan; as the three 'killing stars' strode toward them from afar, one of their quasi‑emperor ancestors turned black‑faced.

"Senior, rest assured, I'm just looking; I will definitely not take anything recklessly!"

Portly Duan De vigorously patted his chest and made a solemn promise.

But seeing the opponent's face as black as charcoal, it's clear he doesn't believe this nonsense at all.

"Hehe, this is fine; I'll stuff everything into my pockets and carry it away— that promise was made by that dead fatso, but it has nothing to do with me!"

Inside the relic guarded by the ancient clan, the Dragon Horse hauled in baskets of various treasures and immortal gems, grinning so wide his mouth split.

"Also has nothing to do with this emperor!"

The Black Emperor, unwilling to yield, reveals his greedy nature without concealment; when he acts, he is more efficient than anyone, leaving the area swept clean of all treasures.

Some of these are too ordinary, like holy weapons; they no longer catch his eye, though a great holy weapon might still be usable.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, as Brother Yang said, leave some opportunities for future generations."

Finally, Duan De selected three fine treasures from the many, waved his fat hand, and the three items wrapped in divine light were sent back to their original places.

Only then did the three of them depart.

It turns out that after Yang Chu told them this, they remembered it, and almost every time they visited a relic or ancient tomb, they would leave a few treasures for posterity.

Although it pained them a little, after thinking they realized they shouldn't be too extreme, so they endured the pain and did it anyway.

Now the Heavenly Court grows ever stronger, with Ye Fan's vigorous holy body present; its development speed can only be described as "like the sun at high noon."

That day, the divine silkworm residing within Yang Chu's body showed activity; he had to release it, seeing it curl into a ball, its body blazing with divine flame, covered in many strange runes.

"What is going on?"

The Yaochi Holy Maiden wondered; each time the divine silkworm hibernates, it takes a great span of years, and she can't even recall when she last saw this little creature.

"It should be undergoing metamorphosis, though this is an extremely lengthy process."

Inside Yang Chu's body dwell the immortal medicine and the chaos pool, among other treasures; combined with his vigorous blood and qi, staying there is like a small fairyland.

The nine transformations of the divine silkworm may require hundreds of thousands or even millions of years; a mere hundred or so years is but a fleeting moment for it.

The days are peaceful and beautiful.

Time flows like water; eight years have passed.

Feixian Star is a magnificent ancient life‑star, vast and boundless; now many tribes gather, silently awaiting the opening of the Immortal Path.

Just as the ancient Big Dipper did, this place has become the hub of cosmic convergence, drawing attention from all directions and myriad beings rushing to gather.

A few years ago, a stone tablet resembling a star‑crafted crystal fell into the Feixian Star region; after examination, people learned it is a seal tablet of the Immortal Path.

This development further confirms the earlier rumor that, in this very era, two Immortal Paths are opening!

Most crucially, a supreme being has manifested, come to observe, and is preparing for the impending great battle.

All the powerful beings here are uneasy; all the strange beasts and ferocious birds are howling and crying, unusually agitated…

"In this age the Immortal Path reopens—how can we merely watch from afar? We must go and contend!"

This time is different from before; although many people know they cannot be compared to the ancient supreme, they are also unwilling to submit.

Even if overreaching, even if like a moth flying into the flame, one must go to witness the opening of the road to immortality.

Among them, the strongest even wish to spare no expense, vying with the supreme and the world for the chance of immortality!

Boom!

That day, the ground of Feixian Star rumbled and shifted, all the stone steles moved, and an earth-shaking transformation occurred.

Boom!

Soon after, with a tremendous roar, a splendid radiance burst from the underground world, tearing the void; a passage appeared, and a great shower of light poured out.

The road to immortality has appeared!

Someone shouted loudly, overcome with inexplicable excitement; the years of waiting, the years of hope, finally arrived today.

Anyone who has endured the Great Calamity of the Northern Dipper knows this is the light rain of the immortal road, the passage a great rift in the immortal realm that had appeared before and now reappears.

This is the correct time and place for this lifetime!

A roar shook the upper river; the star realm hummed, deafening.

Deep beneath the earth lies a massive coiled object lying across, stretching who knows how many tens of thousands of zhang, like a fallen heavenly river condensed below, dazzling and blinding.

Boom!

The upper river spanning billions of li trembled, then violently exploded, like a demon god born; a huge serpent emerged, its body wholly crystalline.

His aura was too terrifying, causing the Nine Heavens' stellar river to tremble, yet it was sealed by immortal chains, piercing through his body.

Is it him…?

Silently, a figure appeared where none was before; a supreme had arrived, his form blurry, outsiders could not see clearly, obviously a Supreme of the Imperial Dao.

Boom!

In the deepest part of the Primordial Ancient Mine, billions of zhang of purple-gold light burst forth; a purple giant dragon stretched across the heavens, crushing the universe, then transformed into a middle-aged man.

His bearing surpassed the world, peerless, with a thick mane of purple hair, exuding a captivating oppressive aura; he was invincible!

Ring ring ring!

Within an ancient royal clan of the Eastern Wasteland, myriad giant dragons soared, their roars shaking the star sea, the ultimate imperial might pervasive—this is the ancient imperial weapon, the Myriad Dragon Bell!

This supreme ancient imperial weapon trembled, coiling around the middle-aged man's head; an irrepressible excitement and joy surged from it, impossible to conceal.

Indeed, this person is the Myriad Dragon Emperor!

How terrifying! I never imagined this supreme ancient emperor would have survived to the present...

The whole world was shocked; people exclaimed, although they had been mentally prepared, facing such an existence still left them speechlessly stunned.

I never thought he would still be alive, finally emerging in this lifetime.

Not to mention ordinary people; even in the life-forbidden zones, ancient supremes appear with a hint of disbelief.

It seems the immortal realm of this lifetime has truly opened; even beings dormant in the deepest places have been awakened and emerged now.

Hum!

The Eastern Wasteland trembled as if an earthquake had occurred; the aura of supremes spread, and other supremes emerged.

Finally, a total of five supremes arrived together, coming before the immortality platform of Feixian Star.

Hehe...

Deep within Feixian Star, it seemed something exploded; immediately a daoist with gray-white hair rushed out, his aura terrifying.

Even though he was once an invincible master of the Imperial Dao, his expression turned grim.

Immortality… haha… hehe… I alone am supreme!

The starry quivered; a terrifying prehistoric beast broke free from Feixian Star's seal, its aura horrifying, unknown even in ancient times.

First it became a serpent, then a heavenly lord; could it be that the road to immortality in this lifetime is truly about to manifest?

The Myriad Dragon Emperor muttered to himself; at his level of existence, he could not restrain his excitement.

Countless ages of waiting, lying dormant through endless ages, all for this lifetime!

Crack!

The seal stele fell again; with a faint sound, the great rift of the immortal realm spread, the formation patterns shattered, immortal light gushed forth, overflowing, revealing the depths of the seal.

Light rain showered down, accompanied by vast sheets of pure white petals, crystal clear and translucent; this near‑dreamlike world made hearts tremble and intoxicate.

The road to immortality reappears!

The serpent, the Extinction Heavenly Lord, and the prehistoric beast blocked the road to immortality, showing no intention to retreat.

Fellow Daoist, what do you mean? Are you trying to block our path?

A supreme from the Immortal Mausoleum spoke; if possible, he truly did not want to fight.

It was not fear of the opponent, but such a clash would greatly consume one's origin; at the opening of the immortality road, it would undoubtedly be fatal.

Perhaps someone in this lifetime could achieve immortality, but you must first pass our trial.

The Extinction Heavenly Lord's hair was disheveled, yet his eyes were utterly cold, gazing at the several supremes before him, showing little emotion.

This battle cannot be avoided; only battle!

Then let's fight!

The Myriad Dragon Emperor spoke almost word by word; the Myriad Dragon Bell trembled, causing myriad beings to shudder, and he immediately launched forth, unleashing his fiercest assault.

In this lifetime, nothing can block my steps toward immortality!

An ancient supreme had emerged, arriving here; it was the Beast God.

Upon his arrival, two ancient supremes gathered, together attacking the three who opposed the Extinction Heavenly Lord.

Boom!

The great battle erupted; heaven collapsed and earth split, ghosts wailed and gods howled; countless thoughts turned to ash in an instant, the star realm dimmed, everything turned to mist and smoke.

Invincible laws swept across, divine lights danced, wondrous sights never ceased, shocking the mortal realm; distant onlookers were all shaken.

This time it probably won't be like the last one, right?

Compared to the shock, far more living beings were trembling with fear and chilled to the bone, afraid that the Supremes' lifespans were nearing their end and that the dark turmoil would erupt again.

Nowadays, on the Ascendant Immortal Star, aside from these few Supremes, all other living beings have long fled, distancing themselves from the center of this tumultuous gathering.

Even quasi-Emperor experts dare not approach in the slightest, for a mere wisp of aura leaking out could annihilate them by the millions!

Rest assured, the human race's Imperial Son has already attained perfection; he can suppress all turmoil in the world, with no need for worry!

Back then, the Imperial Son strode through several great life-forbidden zones; the Supremes inside uttered not a word, clearly awed to an extreme.

Having swept clean the Netherworld and slain the Nether Emperor, the Imperial Son, having attained perfection, now possesses the battle prowess of a flawless Great Emperor, making him truly invincible under heaven and earth; under his protection, the dark turmoil will naturally not occur!

However, merely thinking of Yang Zhu's existence brings inexplicable reassurance to many, as if paying homage to deities, their hearts filled with devout sincerity.

After all, Yang Zhu now possesses the power to slay a flawless Supreme; who in the world could rival him?!

Hum!

Amidst the fierce battle, heaven and earth rumbled, and an ancient formation platform appeared, ancient runes spreading across the sky and earth, circulating an aura of immeasurable grandeur.

Immediately thereafter, an immensely majestic phantom appeared in a line, looking down upon all beings; he stood before the Path to Immortality, as if ready to receive the kowtow of all living things and the homage of myriad emperors.

Boom—!

At this moment, all the emitted energy and surging qi-blood were swallowed by the ancient formation platform, causing its emanating aura to become even more terrifying.

It was as if a supreme deity was gradually recovering…

Ah… Sovereign Emperor!

Heavenly Lord of Extinction, his gray hair fluttering, at this moment his consciousness and memory finally fully returned, recalling everything.

His gaze was frenzied, icy cold as he stared at that phantom, wishing to instantly shatter it into fragments, so that it would cease to exist.

"Hahaha, I remember now—I was suppressed here by the master of the Desolate Pagoda, who intended for me to guard the Path to Immortality!"

The prehistoric creature and its serpentine form trembled, a hint of clarity appearing in its pupils; in that instant, past events all echoed forth.

Upon these words, the several Supremes were startled, myriad spirits trembled, and none could keep their hearts calm.

(End of chapter)