Chapter 492: Slaying the Imperial Clan
Chapter 492: Slaying the Imperial Clan
The tiny explosions of Sword Qi, infused with the Fatal Attribute's destructive power, clung to Chu Tianzheng like leeches, covering his body.
A dense aura of death suddenly enveloped him, and even an Immortal Lord Realm expert like Chu Tianzheng found it hard to escape. He could feel the terrifying power spreading, overwhelming him.
At the same time, his immortal body shattered from the inside out, the intense pain and tearing sensation making him momentarily dazed. He had been critically injured by a True Immortal Realm opponent, and the deathly aura swirled around him.
How could this be?!
Whoosh!
Chu Tianzheng hurriedly used his fate-altering power, his aura suddenly shifting as he drew a thread of Fate's power from the True World, subtly altering his own fate.
"Altering fate" truly meant changing one's own destiny.
As a member of the Imperial Clan, he naturally had a Fate-Defying Chance, which could be used in battle to cause some interference. However, this Fate-Defying Chance had limited effect on True Immortal Realm opponents.
However, this alteration of fate momentarily obscured the destructive power of the Fatal Attribute, pausing its effects.
Although this power could obliterate an Immortal Lord Realm expert, it was deflected by this means, like a countermeasure neutralizing a threat.
Fortunately, Li Hao didn't intend to use this additional power to kill him. During the brief pause when Chu Tianzheng used his fate-altering power, Li Hao's palm had already slipped through the shattered immortal armor, seizing Chu Tianzheng's immortal body and pulling him down.
Yan Dao, the cutting blade.
Soul spirit power burst forth from his palm, transforming into black flames that rose up, penetrating Chu Tianzheng's body like demonic fire, aiming to burn his soul spirit to ashes.
The battle had escalated from a contest of immortal power to a struggle of soul spirit. Li Hao, with his 560 golden soul spirit bones, was a formidable opponent, even for a high-ranking Immortal Lord Realm expert, let alone Chu Tianzheng, who had only recently ascended to the second level of the Immortal Lord Realm.
The intense soul spirit pressure spread through the black flames, like an unstoppable inferno.
What kind of power is this?
Chu Tianzheng's pupils dilated, his heart filled with shock, but there was no one to answer him, and he had no time to think. The moment his soul spirit was scorched by the Yan Dao flames, the intense pain made him feel as if his soul was being flayed alive.
He let out a agonized cry, his soul spirit contracting like tentacles, instantly separating from his physical body and retreating hundreds of feet, his face filled with fear as he looked at Li Hao.
On his soul spirit, numerous fine golden threads spread like capillaries, covering his entire body, making him appear radiant like a golden deity.
But Li Hao knew that this was only the result of breaking through the Soul Spirit Ultimate Realm and reaching the golden vein stage, not even the first golden bone had yet formed.
If it weren't for the gap between the True Immortal Realm and the Immortal Lord Realm, Chu Tianzheng's soul spirit would have been extinguished before him in an instant, unable to last a single breath.
With the loss of his soul spirit, the physical body that had just altered its fate lost its ability to move.
Li Hao clenched his hand, and the chaotic immortal power within Chu Tianzheng's body suddenly condensed into a tight ball, pulling his entire body taut. With a loud crack, bones shattered in multiple places, breaking apart.
Li Hao lifted his head, his eyes glowing like molten gold, soul spirit power enveloping him like a cloak, ready to strike at any moment.
He stared at the prince who had lost his physical body, the coldness in his eyes and the oppressive power of his soul spirit making Chu Tianzheng's mind buzz as he doubted the reality of the situation.
But the near-suffocating pressure of the soul spirit left no doubt about the young man's terrifying strength, a power he had never encountered before in the True Immortal Realm.
The intense battle had fallen into a brief silence, and the Immortal Terrace had grown quiet as well.
The others, who had initially watched with amusement and curiosity, now wore grave expressions, their eyes fixed on the young man clad in a golden Soul Spirit cloak.
Although the Soul Spirit had not yet left his body, they could already sense the terrifying aura it emitted, an aura that should not belong to a True Immortal Realm practitioner!
The Soul Spirit is the ultimate realm of the Divine Soul. For a True Immortal Realm Divine Soul to be this powerful is simply unbelievable!
It's important to note that the Soul Spirit is far more difficult to cultivate than the physical body, and its growth is much slower. This is why ancient demons could dominate the True World and the ten thousand races.
Among the ten thousand races of the True World, there are no shortage of Imperial Clans with formidable physical bodies. However, even they were no match for the ancient demons, whose Soul Spirits could be easily annihilated.
"Did I see that wrong? What’s going on?"
"Prince Chu Tianzheng’s Soul Spirit has been forced out. Is he abandoning his physical body?"
"He’s an Immortal Lord Realm practitioner. How could he lose?!"
"How is this possible? Is it an illusion? Could the Illusion Sea Sect have intervened?"
Below the Immortal Terrace, the various sects were in a state of shock and turmoil, unable to believe what they were seeing.
A young man at the True Immortal Realm had actually forced an Immortal Lord Realm practitioner to release his Soul Spirit. This was simply too outrageous!
The elders of the various sects were even more shocked than their disciples. They could see that the young man’s sword strike had not only been powerful but had also erupted with four terrifying Immortal Technique Powers.
The power of that single strike was unimaginable. If not for the prince’s immortal armor, his physical body might have been cleaved and shattered!
For an Immortal Lord Realm practitioner to rely on an immortal armor against a True Immortal Realm opponent was already dishonorable and could be considered a violation of the rules.
"That young man seems to have mastered more than one Nine Sequences Power!"
"He’s only at the True Immortal Realm. This insight is too exaggerated. What level of immortal seal does he have?!"
The elders of the various sects saw deeper into the situation, their eyes locked on Li Hao like hungry wolves eyeing a rare treasure.
"He actually... won?"
In the Nine Depths of the Great Dream Sect, the elders of each depth were stunned by the scene.
Earlier, they had their doubts and suspected that the Dream Lord and Old Li had provided the young man with top-tier immortal weapons. They had even hesitated to watch the battle, but they never expected the situation to turn around so quickly.
Li Tiemu was also stunned. As Li Hao’s master, he hadn’t anticipated such an outcome.
He now realized that his understanding of his cheap disciple was not just incomplete—it was nonexistent!
Gu Yan and Yue Xi, along with the others, stared at the figure in disbelief, their shock beyond words. A True Immortal Realm practitioner had defeated an Immortal Lord from an Imperial Clan. It was simply astonishing!
In the Spear Abyss, Lin Yufeng’s eyes reflected not only shock but also a sense of admiration and respect. Having become familiar with the True World, he deeply understood the difficulty of such a challenge. Yet, the young man had accomplished it. This was the kind of prodigy who could earn the identity of an Immortal Emperor’s legacy disciple in just a few years. He couldn’t help but be impressed!
In the crowd, Gu Xingwan, dressed in pale yellow attire, gently covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
At the same time, this scene was reflected in the Nine Thousand Immortal Cities of Yan Chu.
Every immortal city fell into a deathly silence, as countless people were stunned by the sight.
An Imperial Clan member of the Immortal Lord Realm had been struck by a True Immortal Realm expert, causing their soul spirit to flee. This was unheard of, shattering their understanding of the world.
In some parts of certain immortal cities, some figures suddenly opened their cloudy, aged eyes, staring dumbfounded at the projection in the sky.
The young man had successively unleashed four ancient immortal techniques that had long been lost. These techniques, which had once been famous across the True World's various domains a hundred thousand years ago, were now rarely seen or even heard of.
But today, on this peaceful day after countless years, these once-silent immortal techniques erupted with a sudden brilliance!
"It's Zi Jin, the Zi Jin Immortal Technique!"
"That's an invincible, earth-essence immortal technique created by an Immortal Emperor. Even a True Immortal Realm practitioner can achieve a brief moment of invincibility with it, capable of withstanding an Immortal Lord Realm's attack!"
"Sword Art Qing Tian, based on the Sword Dao, is the strongest sword art at the True Immortal Realm!"
"Good heavens, four immortal techniques appearing at once! Who is that young man, and what is his name?!"
"A hundred thousand years have passed, and we can still see these lost immortal techniques. What kind of battle is this? A Southern Domain Battle? Could it be that the legacy of the past has not been broken, and the one who inherited that power has returned?!"
Throughout the Nine Thousand Immortal Cities, figures began to emerge, some standing up.
Some were playing chess in their courtyards, their faces aged; others were disheveled, like destitute beggars on the streets, and still others were confined in dark places, chained, with only a small window letting in a sliver of sunlight.
The reflection in the clouds could be glimpsed through that small window, causing the silent iron chains to shake violently. The darkness emitted a dazed murmur, which then turned into a mad, hysterical laugh.
In other places, figures who had long been hidden and obscure now looked up at the sky, muttering to themselves. Some had tears streaming down their cheeks, their expressions filled with excitement, their bodies trembling.
If someone only mastered one lost immortal technique, they could only be a lucky young man who had encountered a great opportunity.
But to master four lost immortal techniques at once was a different matter entirely.
A hundred thousand years ago, only the top forces and the Secret Halls of the Immortal Dynasties, where the Immortal Emperor presided, had the qualifications to gather all ten great immortal techniques!
"Has he returned? Is it really him?"
"Ha ha, who is that young man? A Southern Domain Battle? What kind of contest is this? I want to see it!"
These figures, who usually lived in the Nine Thousand Immortal Cities in obscurity, now had eyes that shot piercing gazes that seemed to cut through the heavens, watching the young man's reflection in the clouds with excitement.
A hundred thousand years was a long time, and they had seen countless things. For the various sects, the Southern Domain Battle was a grand event, but to them, it was just a drop of rain falling from their eyelids, as ordinary as the countless rainy nights.
But at this moment, that insignificant drop of rain reflected four lost immortal techniques, and the dust of time illuminated their eyes.
On an immortal terrace in the Ancient Immortal Realm.
Li Hao glanced at Chu Tianzheng's soul spirit and was about to raise his hand to capture it with his soul spirit power.
To him, a mere soul spirit was nothing more than meat, easily shredded with a casual flick of his hand!
But just as he was about to make his move, a sudden Vast Power enveloped the area, transforming into law power as solid as walls of copper and iron, blocking him from Chu Tianzheng.
Chu Xiangtian, standing on the Ancestral Dragon and observing the battle, had taken action. As a top-tier Immortal Lord Realm powerhouse, he was shocked but reacted swiftly. If he allowed the young man to strike again, his estranged younger brother, the prince, might be in grave danger, his Soul Spirit possibly extinguished!
If this had been in a remote location, their "deep brotherly bond" would have likely led him to ignore the situation entirely.
But now, in the presence of a large crowd, with the Imperial Clan's reputation at stake, and as the overseer of this event, he could not remain a passive observer.
Li Hao looked at Chu Xiangtian, seeing the stern expression on his face, and knew that making another move was impossible.
Just as he was about to give up, Chu Tianzheng, who had been separated by the Immortal Power Laws, regained his senses and roared, "Don't block me, I'm going to kill him!"
As he spoke, his Soul Spirit cut through the Heavenly Earth Space, summoning the purple Immortal Weapon from before, intending to execute Li Hao with it.
Chu Xiangtian's expression darkened, and he shouted, "Aren't you ashamed enough yet!"
With his words, the power suddenly restrained, causing the thunder that had been flashing on the purple Immortal Weapon to contract with a mournful wail, its light dimming and fading.
Chu Tianzheng, jolted awake by his roar, turned pale.
On this majestic immortal terrace, under the watchful eyes of twenty thousand prodigies from various sects and the reflection of the nine thousand immortal cities, all of Yan Chu's attention, except for the border guards, was focused here. Yet, he had lost. If he possessed Time Essence Power, he would surely turn back time and start over.
What made it even harder to accept was that, though the palace gates on the misty Imperial Palace remained closed, he knew his father, the emperor, was inside, observing everything.
Nothing in the Ancient Immortal Realm could escape his notice.
"Give me back my Physical Body!"
Chu Tianzheng gritted his teeth, his anger materializing as a golden flame, raging and pulsating, as he said with shame.
Li Hao, upon hearing his words, tossed the shattered immortal body, which had its internal organs destroyed, to the ground, and then stomped on Chu Tianzheng's chest, standing on it.
"You doubted that I could reach the tenth rank, so I'll use your body to speak for me!"
Standing on the immortal body, he towered higher, appearing to be at the same height as the ninth-ranking step.
Hearing Li Hao's words, Chu Tianzheng's eyes nearly bled, his Soul Spirit almost losing control, as he roared in a low voice, "I'll say it again, give me my Physical Body!!"
"Afraid to come and take it yourself?"
Li Hao looked at him coldly, his killing intent unmistakable.
If he didn’t have such power today, he would have been disabled and thrown out.
As a cultivator, being disabled in public, in the presence of the nine thousand immortal cities and the watchful eyes of the crowd, would inevitably cause his Dao Heart to collapse, condemning him to a life of waste, only to reincarnate and start over.
Li Hao's words pierced Chu Tianzheng's heart like a needle. He felt his anger nearly burst his heart, and he knew the young man was right. He was indeed a bit afraid.
He held a noble position, but even the arrogant fear those who have nothing to lose. The young man in front of him had shown no mercy, and the terrifying aura of death that had seeped into his body had already announced his intention to kill.
"Boy, don't be so pushy. You, a mere commoner, stepping on the body of a prince—do you want to die?"
At that moment, a cold and angry voice echoed in Li Hao's ear.
Li Hao turned to see the lofty Imperial Princess, her arms crossed and her eyebrows raised, looking down at him scornfully from a great height.
"If what you say is true, then anyone who spars with you would be at a disadvantage because you wear the imperial robe, making you invincible?"
Li Hao smirked slightly and said, "In a sparring match, there is no difference in status. Otherwise, your victories would be meaningless, wouldn't they?"
(End of Chapter)
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