Chapter 1870: 885: The Final Battle!
Chapter 1870: Chapter 885: The Final Battle!
Similar to what people in the Mortal World imagine, the Immortal Domain is indeed enveloped in ethereal mists, serene and tranquil, resembling an Immortal Mountain Blessed Land beyond this realm.
It’s vast!
Beyond imagination in its expanse, the Immortal Domain is not just an ordinary Secret Realm but a genuine small heaven, closely connected to the human world.
However, at the same time, it is incompatible, not reliant on the Boundary Domain of the Mortal World. Hence, it is difficult to break open the heaven directly, and once the balance is disturbed, the small heaven becomes unstable.
It can only be accessed through the Immortal Sect.
This is also why Grand Ancestor Chu, understanding this, chose to directly seal the Immortal Sect, which is one of the main reasons those existing within the Immortal Domain allowed Chen Yuan to roam free for ten years.
After all, too many places are closely connected to the small heaven.
Of course, the deterrence of Grand Ancestor Chu is also a reason. The mark he left can last for about ten years, and the beings within the Immortal Domain do not wish to risk it all because of it.
The Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy within the Immortal Domain is extremely rich, and the rain that falls is condensed to the extreme as Primordial Energy Rain, thus the Immortal Domain also possesses a vast amount of Spirit Grass and Spiritual Medicine.
Things considered treasures in the Lower Realm are deemed mere weeds here.
After all, the beings within the Immortal Domain are of an incredibly high level, immortals who have gathered the essence of the mortal world for thousands of years; how could they value ordinary Spirit Grass?
Dozens of immortals have no fixed abode, constrained by the Eternal Life Platform and the three Immortal Venerables, yet they still have basic freedom; some enjoy building huts to fish, living carefree lives.
Some enjoy establishing Immortal Mountain caves, proclaiming themselves ancient ancestors.
There are also those who engage in chess games lasting decades.
But on this day, all the immortals put aside their affairs and gathered outside an Immortal Palace, silent and still, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
Some carried long swords, others wore battle armor, some were draped in a Kasaya showing compassion, while still others wore Daoist robes, exuding an ethereal and sagely presence. They were the immortals of the Immortal Domain.
If examined closely, there were as many as thirty attendees!
Including the three Immortal Venerables, that makes thirty-three!
This also aligns with what Grand Ancestor Chu left behind as the main support of the Thirty-Three Layer Heavens.
Before the thirty immortals stood two figures, each distinct yet with a common feature: they were both enveloped in a hazy immortal light.
Amidst this hazy light, a figure clad in a pale blue Immortal Robe stood out, tall and upright, seemingly slender yet immensely dignified, with long hair over the shoulders, resembling an Exiled Immortal from novels.
However, the features were indiscernible, enveloped in a radiant aura of immortal light and Dao Rhythm.
Nonetheless, if Chen Yuan were here, he would surely recognize this person as the Taiyin Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Domain, who once stepped out of the Immortal Sect to battle Grand Ancestor Chu when the gates first opened.
Now, his previous injuries have fully healed, his gaze indifferent, though if one could see through the immortal light, another expression would be visible.
Murderous intent, intense murderous intent!
Beside him was another figure, differing in appearance, radiating like the scorching sun, embodying the great sun, clad in crimson battle armor, with a half-bare torso displaying a robust physique.
Along the upright chest and back, fiery red glow lines were etched, with his explosively red long hair being particularly striking.
His gaze was indifferent, with a quiet flame flickering in his pupils.
Standing there, an intense heat spread in all directions, deterring the surrounding immortals from approaching carelessly.
Sword God Situ Ming and Randeng Ancient Buddha exchanged a glance, then took a step forward and bowed:
“Immortal Venerable, the sealing power of the East Emperor Stele is almost gone now.”
The Taiyin Immortal Venerable and Taiyang Immortal Venerable gave a subtle nod, then bowed toward the Immortal Palace ahead:
“Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, all immortals of the Immortal Domain have arrived; may the Immortal Venerable issue the decree!”
“We respectfully await the Immortal Venerable’s command!”
Taiyang Immortal Venerable said in a deep voice.
The thirty immortals behind also bowed in unison:
“We respectfully await the Immortal Venerable’s command!”
They all displayed great humility, for over the long years, they had discerned some of the hierarchies within the Immortal Domain.
Though the Taiyin and Taiyang Immortal Venerables are strong, it is only relative.
In truth, the true master of the Immortal Domain is the elusive Taihao Immortal Venerable, who has long remained secluded within the Immortal Palace!
He is the true cornerstone of the entire Immortal Domain; a thousand years ago, it was also the Taihao Immortal Venerable who delivered the final blow after Grand Ancestor Chu burned his origin to storm the Immortal Domain.
Moreover, there is a crucial reason they dare not disrespect him—the Eternal Life Platform that controls their lives is in the hands of the Taihao Immortal Venerable.
In other words, a single word from the Taihao Immortal Venerable can decide the life and death of all of them!
Rumble—
As soon as all the immortals’ words fell, the gates of the Immortal Palace, sealed for a thousand years, finally opened, and an intangible might slowly began to envelop the surroundings.
Even the immortals present felt a tremendous oppressive power, as if bearing the weight of a colossal mountain, making it impossible to look up.
The Taiyin Immortal Venerable and Taiyang Immortal Venerable exchanged a glance, then entered that secluded Immortal Palace together.
“Greetings, Immortal Venerable!”
“Greetings, Immortal Venerable!”
They continued to bow.
Upon the throne inside the Immortal Palace, a figure sat, akin to a sculpture, with an upright face, dressed in a simple white robe.