Chapter 242

The Arctic frozen tundra, heading west.

The space in this region was already riddled with holes; the fleeing Immortal King's avatar smashed through three or four rifts, and the chaotic laws scrambled his sense of direction completely.

Zhenyuan Immortal King's consciousness was fragmented; the damage to his Dao fruit dulled his divine sense as well, and he judged that he should be roughly safe.

He stopped.

Check the damage.

Rebuilding his right arm would take thirty thousand years.

The gap in his Dao fruit is about twenty percent; filling it would take five hundred thousand years.

Chaotic qi has invaded his meridians; he must slowly grind it away!

Although it was tragic, at least he preserved his life.

"Damnable Gu Cangsheng!"

"I will surely kill you! I will surely kill you!!"

His heart roared wildly!

He made a firm resolution.

If he can return, he must definitely seek out the major Immortal King and slay Gu Cangsheng!

Zhenyuan Immortal King's train of thought came to an abrupt halt.

Because he discovered he could not leave.

In the void ahead, a layer of grayish-purple membrane silently stretched across, sealing his retreat tightly.

The texture of that membrane was all too familiar to him—chaotic power.

No.

Not just ahead.

Left, right, up, down, and even the spatial rifts he had just passed through behind him—all were now welded shut by an invisible force.

Chaotic prison.

Zhenyuan Immortal King's pupils contracted sharply, and his damaged Dao fruit trembled violently.

"He's chasing after me?!"

Fear surged like a tide in his heart. That gaunt old man, that monster who had torn apart his Zhenyuan Divine Tower's light pillar with a single hand, had actually tracked him here?

He frantically stirred the remaining Immortal King origin, trying to smash open the prison.

Deep-blue law light struck the grayish-purple membrane, like an egg hitting stone, not even raising a ripple.

"Gu Cangsheng! What do you want?!" Zhenyuan Immortal King bellowed fiercely, his voice altered by fear.

All he got in reply was dead silence.

Then, a slit split open in the void.

It was not the grayish-purple chaotic power.

It was a sword light as black as ink.

That sword light was extremely fine and faint, yet it contained an aura that made Zhenyuan Immortal King feel familiar deep in his marrow—sharp, lethal, utmost rigid and yang.

A figure stepped out from the sword light.

Wearing a cyan Daoist robe, with a stern countenance, he bore an ancient-looking long sword on his back.

On the blade, a crack running from tip to hilt was clearly visible.

Li Hentian.

Hentian Sword King.

Zhenyuan Immortal King stared for a moment, then joy surged in his heart.

"Hentian! How are you here?"

Li Hentian did not answer, merely giving him a faint glance.

His eyes held no warmth, as if he were looking at a stone by the roadside.

Zhenyuan Immortal King had no time to care about the other's attitude; his mind was filled only with pleas for aid and thoughts of revenge.

"Hentian, you've come at just the right time!"

Zhenyuan Immortal King urgently spoke,

"The Sanqian Zhou under your charge has suffered a major upheaval! There is a wild cultivator calling himself Gu Cangsheng, practicing the chaotic Dao, at least a Jue Dian Immortal King! He has anchored the world origin of Sanqian Zhou and is stealing the entire Sanqian Zhou!"

While speaking, he laid out everything that had befallen him: the Indestructible Chaotic Golden Body, a wisp of chaotic qi that had torn apart his Zhenyuan Divine Tower's light pillar, his Dao fruit crushed to twenty percent, and the interworld passage snapped by a kick.

"He stepped on my Dao fruit!" Zhenyuan Immortal King gritted his teeth, "He also has a grandson whose cultivation is not high, but his methods are strange; he seems to be controlling the World Tree! They have set up a Great Array in Sanqian Zhou, intending to move the entire Sanqian Zhou!"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became; his damaged Immortal King aura leaked uncontrollably, and deep-blue law chains crackled around his body.

"Hentian, if we join forces and summon the other two Immortal Kings, the four of us together will surely be able to take down that old thing! He is wounded, his law flow is sluggish, far from peak condition!"

Zhenyuan Immortal King said this, his gaze burning as he fixed on Li Hentian.

"He has Chaotic Spirit Stone fragments inside his body."

As soon as those words were spoken, Li Hentian finally reacted.

His eyelids twitched slightly.

"Chaotic Spirit Stone fragments?"

"Exactly!"

Seeing that the other had finally taken the bait, Zhenyuan Immortal King's spirits lifted,

"I have personally seen that his chaotic Dao is of extremely high purity, certainly not something ordinary methods could cultivate! Those fragments are inside his body! As long as we capture him, you and I will split them—"

"Understood."

Li Hentian nodded.

Zhenyuan Immortal King let out a breath.

He knew Li Hentian's temperament—this person was extremely arrogant, but certainly not a fool.

The allure of the chaos spirit stone fragments was something no immortal king could resist.

"Let's go." Li Hentian turned and strode toward Sanqian Zhou.

Zhenyuan Immortal King followed closely behind.

The two walked side by side in the void.

They had walked for about ten breaths.

Zhenyuan Immortal King suddenly felt something was off.

He glanced back.

That chaos prison—still there.

It had not dissipated, nor had Li Hentian broken it open.

It merely… opened a path.

To be precise, at the moment Li Hentian appeared, the prison split open a crack just wide enough for two people to pass.

It was as if… this prison was never meant to trap him.

But rather to close the door.

A chill ran down Zhenyuan Immortal King's spine.

He abruptly turned his head to look at Li Hentian's back.

That green Daoist robe fluttered in the void, the ancient plain long sword resting quietly in its sheath, cracks still extending from the tip to the hilt.

But—

Wasn't Li Hentian in seclusion to heal his wounds?

His lifebound divine sword was covered in cracks, his clone had been slain, the source of his sword dao had been severed, and his main body had taken a blow head-on from the Chixiao Immortal King.

By all reason, without a hundred thousand years he could never have recovered enough to move freely.

Yet the Li Hentian before him, though his aura had indeed waned considerably, his steps were steady and his demeanor calm, showing no sign of one still recovering from grave injury.

More importantly, the heavenly secrets of this region had been sealed.

Not sealed by Gu Cangsheng.

Gu Cangsheng's chaos domain envelops the main body of Sanqian Zhou, while here we are outside the Boundary Wall of Sanqian Zhou in the endless void.

Two completely different regions.

So who sealed the heavenly secrets of this void?

Who prevented his distress signal from being sent out?

Who turned this space into an isolated sealed chamber?

Zhenyuan Immortal King's pupils contracted to the extreme.

"Hentian..."

His voice was dry, like sandpaper scraping over an iron plate.

"This chaos prison… wasn't set up by Gu Cangsheng, right?"

Li Hentian stopped his steps.

He did not turn back.

"You tell me."

Three words, light as a snowflake falling from the ninth heaven.

Zhenyuan Immortal King's blood congealed at that moment.

He finally understood.

The chaos prison was not chaos power.

It was sword intent.

Pure to the extreme sword intent, masquerading as the texture of chaos power.

His dao fruit was damaged, his divine sense dull, and having just escaped death at Gu Cangsheng's hands, his mind was filled with fear of chaos aura, leaving no room for careful discernment.

The one who sealed this void's heavenly secrets from start to finish was only one.

Namely the Li Hentian standing before him.

"You—"

Zhenyuan Immortal King recoiled violently, his remaining immortal king origin surging wildly, the phantom of the Zhenyuan Divine Pagoda behind him wavering as if about to collapse.

But he couldn't finish a single word.

Sword light flared.

No drawing motion, no charging process, not even a sound.

Li Hentian merely tilted his head slightly.

The cracked lifebound divine sword in its sheath gave a slight tremor.

That was all.

An invisible sword intent seeped from the gap in the sheath, piercing the void, piercing the residual defenses of the Zhenyuan Divine Pagoda, piercing Zhenyuan Immortal King's immortal king law body, piercing his already twenty percent damaged dao fruit.

Zhenyuan Immortal King lowered his head.

He saw a line appear on his chest.

An extremely fine line, so fine it was almost invisible.

Then the two sides of the line began to separate.

His body, along with his dao fruit, his soul, and his immortal king origin, split silently along that line into two halves.

The deep blue blood of the immortal king drifted in the void, turning into specks of flowing light, and was quickly devoured entirely by the surrounding chaotic currents.

Zhenyuan Immortal King's consciousness, in the final instant before dissipating, heard Li Hentian's voice.

Very faint, very light, as if muttering to oneself.

"You shouldn't have come."

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