Chapter 413: True Immortal Battlefield, All the Sky‑Pride Arrive

In the primordial celestial realm, the Hunyuan Sacred Land.

That dark‑golden celestial ship, larger than the stars, moved through the boundless star sea like a silent colossal beast.

Its speed was extreme, stretching the starry continents outside the window into streaks of light, bizarre and ever‑changing.

Inside the ship, a luxurious private chamber belonging to Hun Yuan Xue.

Gu Yuan sat cross‑legged, with the Saint‑Lord‑bestowed Xuan Tian Treasure Armor and several Nine‑Turn Golden Pills placed before him.

Hun Yuan Xue reclined on a soft couch nearby, idly tossing a chaos‑aura infused treasure orb; her beautiful phoenix eyes occasionally glanced at Gu Yuan, bearing a hint of scrutiny and amusement.

"Hey, native."

She suddenly spoke, her voice still coquettishly fierce, "These things are valuable to you, and you just give them to this Miss?"

Gu Yuan looked at her calmly, his eyes holding a youthful innocence:

"Miss gave me the opportunity, so Yuan cannot casually accept others' belongings."

"Heh, slick‑tongued."

Hun Yuan Xue pursed her lips, yet Gu Yuan still noticed the slight upward curl of her mouth.

"Forget it, this Miss doesn't want your pile of junk metal."

Ding li dang lang—

A heap of glittering treasures was casually tossed before Gu Yuan: "Hmph, you're this Miss's chief enforcer; if you lack a decent battle armor and die on the True Immortal Battlefield, you'll be tarnishing my reputation."

"Put these on, and don't die too quickly for me."

Gu Yuan gazed at the battle armor on the ground, forged from Chaotic Divine Gold and etched with Immortal King‑level runes—the only issue being its pink hue—and the few jade vials sealed with Immortal King essence; he decided to accept them.

Just right to take back for Uncle Zhan to use.

"Thank you, Miss."

"By the way, how much do you know about the True Immortal Battlefield?"

Gu Yuan shook his head.

"All I know is that you know nothing."

Hun Yuan Xue sat upright, her face unusually shedding its arrogance, gaining a hint of solemnity,

"The True Immortal Battlefield does not refer to a single location; it is a chaotic realm formed from countless shattered celestial domain fragments, drawn together and stitched by a mysterious force over endless ages."

"There, laws are chaotic, space‑time is distorted; in some places time flows a hundred times faster than the outside world, in others it halts completely. One moment you may be in a bird‑song, flower‑scented paradise, the next you could fall into a demon‑soil where resentful souls roar."

Gu Yuan listened quietly.

"The battlefield has existed since the Celestial Origin Era; each Reincarnation Sub‑Era can be triggered, sometimes once, sometimes twice."

"What is a Reincarnation Sub‑Era?"

"You don't even know this?" Hun Yuan Xue raised an eyebrow, as if spotting an opening, cleared her throat twice, "A Reincarnation Sub‑Era, also called a Cosmic Sub‑Era, spans 12,340,000 years."

"If there are Sub‑Eras, there must be Grand Eras, right?"

Hun Yuan Xue sensed something off in the statement, yet nodded, "Correct, every 123 Sub‑Eras combine into one Cosmic Era."

Gu Yuan nodded, indicating he understood.

Hun Yuan Xue extended two slender fingers, "Since the opening of this Cosmic Sub‑Era, nearly twenty years have passed; it usually lasts about a hundred years. The outermost fragment worlds have long been swept clean by cannon fodder dispatched by various factions; what remains are the true hard bones."

"Each core fragment world could be a Dao Hall formed from the fall of an ancient Immortal King, and often more than one, since a celestial domain once housed several Immortal Kings.

Within lie not only Immortal King Dao Fruits, but also the lifelong inheritance and treasures of that Immortal King.

Yet likewise, they are riddled with the Immortal King's death‑wrought cataclysmic traps, or terrifying evil artifacts born of his undying obsession."

She paused, her gaze sharpening:

"Our target this time is a fragment world called the Sending Heaven Hall; according to intelligence obtained by the main family, there may exist a complete Giant‑Head Immortal King Dao Fruit there."

Giant‑Head Immortal King Dao Fruit!

Gu Yuan felt a barely perceptible stir in his heart.

"Of course, we aren't the only ones from the Hun clan watching that place."

Hun Yuan Xue sneered,

"Everlasting Heaven, Lianlang Heaven... any top‑ranked Dao lineage or Immortal King family has sent its finest True Immortal Sky‑Pride."

"So, put away your bragging about ruling the Eleventh Realm; there, your strength isn't even fit to fetch someone's shoes."

Gu Yuan offered no rebuttal, merely displaying a suitably solemn expression.

He realized that this Hun clan miss, though sharp‑tongued, wasn't as unreasonable as she seemed.

At least she was willing to tell him so much.

Perhaps seeing his relatively compliant attitude, Hun Yuan Xue's mood improved, and she spoke more.

"Since I'm in a good mood, I'll allow you to ask one question."

Gu Yuan pondered briefly, then asked, "Is a hundred Immortal Veins the ultimate limit?"

Hun Yuan Xue was startled by his words, then burst out laughing as if hearing a cosmic joke, a pfft sound, laughing so wildly her hair twitched, her chest roiled, and the laughter gave Gu Yuan a headache.

"A native is just a native."

She finally stopped laughing, wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes, her gaze turning a bit complex, "Who told you a hundred veins are the limit?"

"The Immortal Vein method, legend says, was created in the previous Reincarnation Era by a prodigiously talented supreme Immortal Emperor; theoretically, as long as the Dao Fruit is strong enough and the governing laws are perfect, the number of Immortal Veins opened has no upper bound."

"However, starting from the hundredth Immortal Vein, each additional vein requires not resources... but opportunity, a trial testing the fate of your current life."

"Throughout history, unless one confirms having a fate strength exceeding a hundred veins, most stop at ninety‑nine, like this Miss herself."

Hun Yuan Xue thrust her hands on her hips, proudly saying, "So, their opening of ninety‑eight veins is their limit; my ninety‑nine veins are the limit of Immortal Veins."

Gu Yuan understood, ignoring her bragging.

He was very interested in her talk of fate.

He just didn't know how many Immortal Veins he would open if he chose the Immortal Vein Path.

That's right.

Gu Yuan originally was not planning to follow the immortal vein method.

But after receiving two problematic techniques sent yesterday by the Vice Saint Lord in the Saint Lord's name, he abandoned the idea.

He wants to break into Zang Tian Ge's interior.

Yet he cannot enter that way.

So…

He has already prepared a foolproof plan!

He will condense a perfect duplicate of the World Tree within his body and cultivate Zang Tian Ge's technique…

Then.

In the Primordial Immortal Realm, he will attain Dao and become an immortal!

Open an immortal vein!

Use the duplicate to draw attention here.

His true self secretly plots against the heavens!

Devour the power of Primordial Heaven!

This is Gu Yuan's plan!

And at that moment, the Immortal Boat's speed gradually slowed.

Outside the window, the view was no longer a glittering galaxy, but a dark red nebula shrouded in dense, unbreakable killing aura and blood aura.

The True Immortal Battlefield, has arrived!