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Someone couldn't help but sigh, lamenting how time ages people, and no one can escape it.
No one can contend with time, not even the most astonishing woman since ancient times, the Consort of Rain.
A cultivator can live for a thousand years upon reaching the Great Ascension stage, which is ten times the lifespan of an ordinary person. However, when they reach the Tribulation Period, they must face the formidable Heavenly Tribulation. If they survive it, they can ascend to the Ascension Stage and leave the Cultivation Realm for the legendary Immortal Realm within three years.
But becoming an immortal is not so easy; no immortals have appeared in ten thousand years.
Tens of thousands of years—twice the span of human civilization's development.
Whether the Immortal Realm exists is still unknown.
The Consort of Rain was praised as an invincible wonder by Bai Xiaosheng of the Cultivation Realm, yet even she could not resist the passage of time.
Even she would grow old.
Eternal youth is merely humanity's most beautiful aspiration.
Becoming a cultivator and reaching the Great Ascension stage allows one to live for a thousand years, which is indeed a long life compared to ordinary people, but it does not mean one remains youthful.
Life requires breathing; blood must flow. As long as there is movement, energy is produced—this is metabolism.
However, no one could have anticipated that a blood-red spear capable of piercing through the vastness of the universe suddenly pierced through the Consort of Rain's chest.
The Hunting Immortal Spear, a royal treasure said to surpass even the Supreme Dao Artifact, could not be resisted even by descending immortals.
The one who launched this spear was none other than the Central Sovereign, who had been waiting for this opportunity.
The Central Sovereign was clever; he had been observing the Consort of Rain's combat power. He realized that even with his own unmatched combat prowess at his level, he might not be able to defeat her. Thus, he sent everyone else to their deaths, allowing the Consort of Rain to kill with abandon. Even someone facing a swarm of thousands would feel fear; how much more so for a human?
As the Consort of Rain fought tirelessly, there would naturally come moments when her Divine Sense faltered for just a second. That momentary lapse could very well cost her life.
No one is perfect; this saying is always true.
Even the perfect Zhao Yang has his flaws, such as his fear of snakes, darkness, and loneliness.
The perfect Consort of Rain also has her shortcomings. She fears that one day, if she loses her beauty, her Sun Daoren will no longer come to see her.
Five hundred years ago, when she was still a little girl, her family was caught in the crossfire of the prolonged war between the Central Sovereign and the Divine Serpent Cult, leading to their demise. Thus, she vowed that one day, when she had the power, she would destroy the Central State Royal Family and the Divine Serpent Cult.
Finally, one day, she met a man named Sun Daoren. He claimed he did not belong to this world and told the little girl that when she grew up, she would become the most beautiful woman in the world. He offered her a choice.
"I can give you the strongest Combat Power in the world, allowing you to take revenge, ensuring no one can bully you, making you an invincible legend. But I will carve two words on your face—those are the name of the woman I loved most in my life." Sun Daoren also said that she resembled her and that if she wished, he could marry her in the future.
So the little girl agreed.
When the name Consort of Rain became a Taboo across the Zhongzhou Continent, she remembered Sun Daoren. Yet no matter how hard she searched, she could not find him anywhere.
She even doubted whether Sun Daoren truly existed. But if he didn't, how could she explain the words on her face? For years, no matter what methods she tried, she could not remove those words.
If Zhao Yang were to wake up and see the words on Consort of Rain's face, he would surely understand what "Purple Mist" represented—the Purple Mist Fairy, the woman whom Sun Wukong loved most in his life.
Consort of Rain looked down at her chest, watching the blood flow from it. Her gaze was vacant; these days had left her restless. She had been at Transcendence Stage Great Perfection for many years but dared not Transcend Tribulation or Ascend because she was waiting for her Sun Daoren to appear.
However, time waits for no one; her beauty was gradually fading. To maintain her looks, she had poured all her life essence and cultivation into preserving her appearance. She searched through countless methods to keep her beauty intact and sought various Holy Medicines and legendary elixirs that promised eternal youth for women. Yet nothing could be found.
Maintaining a beautiful visage came at a great cost. Even a slight injury could lead to changes in her facial blood flow due to blood loss, causing her appearance to wither and reveal her true age.
At that moment, the Hunting Immortal Spear pierced through her chest, pinning her in mid-air.
The Central Sovereign was willing to sacrifice countless lives to eliminate any threats to his reign. All previous attacks from cultivators had merely been feints with no real intent to harm Consort of Rain.
Even the four Transcendent Generals of the Tribulation Stage who launched their attacks were merely feigning, while the three Divine Generals performing the triangular formation were the key players. That formation was known as the Copper Sparrow Formation, ranked as the second most formidable array in the cultivation world, capable of trapping immortals and binding gods. Within the Copper Sparrow Formation, one could not sense incoming attacks from the outside world. Throughout history, no one had ever escaped from the Copper Sparrow Formation.
The strongest strike was personally initiated by the Central Sovereign, who aimed to slay the Consort of Rain with a single blow, thus ending her undefeated legend.
Tears streamed from the corners of the Consort of Rain's eyes as she touched her cheeks, which were slowly aging. She was already five hundred years old, an old woman now; how could she remain youthful?
Her hair fell loose; in an instant, what had been lustrous black hair transformed into a pale shade of white.
A woman who could be considered perfect had suddenly become an old hag.
The Consort of Rain's Divine Sense was so powerful that no one in the cultivation world could rival it. In a moment, she perceived all the gazes directed at her; she knew she had aged and would surely appear unattractive.
With a long cry that echoed like a phoenix's wail, her voice resonated throughout the Five Elements Continent; there was no one who could not hear her lament.
In the Northern Extreme Icefield, an eerie woman gazing at a mural depicting a man turned slowly upon hearing the Consort of Rain's cry and uttered softly, "Consort Yu."
The Consort of Rain's sorrowful wail unleashed her Crimson Lotus, which suddenly extended countless branches. The branches moved like serpents but struck with lightning speed, piercing through every heart within ten thousand zhang—none were spared.
This included all seven Divine Generals, the Central Sovereign, Liu Rou, Scholar Xiu—every living being was pierced through by the Consort of Rain's attack.
Those within Xuanfo Temple were merely injured by the Crimson Lotus as it lacked Dao Yun; thus, they were gravely wounded but not in danger of death. However, everyone else perished.
The Copper Sparrow Formation that had trapped the Consort of Rain shattered violently. Except for one six-hundred-year-old Old God General, all six other Divine Generals were drawn back to her side by the Crimson Lotus. With a gentle wave of her hand, she severed their heads. The Primordial Infant flew out but was ensnared again by her drifting white hair.
With muffled thuds, six sounds echoed as the Primordial Spirits of the six Divine Generals were crushed.
The Central Sovereign silently recited his heart mantra and retracted his Hunting Immortal Spear. The Consort of Rain plummeted from the sky; as she fell, a Crimson Lotus wrapped around the Central Sovereign's waist and pierced into his abdomen, pulling him closer. The Central Sovereign screamed in agony as the Consort of Rain landed on the ground and plunged her fingers into his heart. Terrified, he shouted and summoned all his strength to force her hand away. Yet, the Consort of Rain was simply too powerful; he realized he was on the brink of death.
The last Divine General seized the Hunting Immortal Spear from the Central Sovereign's hands and thrust it toward the fallen Consort of Rain's back. She retaliated with a palm strike that sent this Divine General flying while a Crimson Lotus coiled around the Hunting Immortal Spear and pinned him against a stone platform.
"Come and save me!" the Central Sovereign shouted in fear.
In the void, an old man dressed in a spacious Priest Robe appeared. His eyes reflected the scenery of the sun and moon, looking incredibly strange. If Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu were awake, they would recognize him as the High Priest of the Dragon Seeking Gate.
However, upon his arrival, he did not fly towards Consort of Rain and the Central Sovereign. Instead, he headed straight to the side of Xuanfo Temple's group, picked up Long Xiao Wu, and was about to leave. But noticing that Zhao Yang had already lost his life force a few steps away and seeing Liu Rou, who was unconscious from the fierce battle, his expression changed with surprise. He gathered them all into his arms and began to run.
Yet he had barely taken a few steps when Crimson Lotus ensnared his feet, pulling him down from the air. Then Consort of Rain struck back with a palm, unleashing a flurry of Great Dao Petals that flew like knives at incredible speed. The Dragon Gate High Priest had no time to react before his head was severed.
However, as the head fell, a flicker of light danced in his eyes before suddenly vanishing, along with his headless body.
A hundred thousand feet away, Dragon Gate Sect Master Shi Qiankun let out an angry grunt and turned to leave. He had heard tales of Consort of Rain and knew that her battle with the Central Sovereign would only lead to death. The High Priest intended to take Long Xiao Wu for himself because she was a Golden Young Dragon, valuable to them. Who would have thought he also wanted to take Zhao Yang and Liu Rou?
Liu Rou was Consort of Rain's disciple; if her disciple was in danger, she would naturally hunt down that man.
At this moment, more than half of the Combat Power of the Central State Royal Family was dead or severely injured, with no one able to stand. Consort of Rain's hand was poised to pierce the Central Sovereign's heart when suddenly the ground shook, and the palace began to collapse. A massive ethereal figure appeared and slowly shrank down into an old man with white hair that nearly touched the ground.
The old man wore an ancient Chixiao battle robe and had eyes filled with white. He was the oldest Divine General among the Twelve Divine Generals, having assisted four generations of Central Sovereigns. Now over a thousand years old, he had reached Transcendence Stage Great Perfection. He could have chosen to Transcend Tribulation and Ascend hundreds of years ago, but the Old Emperor had consulted with the leader of Heavenly Mechanism Sect and predicted great calamity for the royal family in the future—one that would lead to their near annihilation—prompting him to delay his Transcendence for their protection.
The Old God General had initially been reluctant to agree; at his level of cultivation, even the Central Sovereign lacked the authority to command him. However, out of respect and loyalty to the Old Emperor, he consented.
Coincidentally, at that time, the Divine Monkey descended upon the world, exerting overwhelming pressure on all beings. It was said that Transcending Tribulation would attract its attention; even from countless distances away, it could strike down anyone it chose with a single blow. Several top figures in the cultivation world had perished due to Divine Punishment brought down by its mighty hands; whoever it aimed to kill would meet their end in one strike.
Even the so-called Invincible Sage from Eastern Region's Hundred Thousand Desolate Mountains was no match for a single blow from the Divine Monkey.
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