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Seeing such a scene, the Four Immortals were also stunned. If it could be excused that two of their seven celestial beings were designed to their deaths due to a single mistake, then today’s bizarre spectacle left them utterly incredulous.
They all believed that the Golden Figurine was the result of the Primordial Infant within Zhao Yang cultivating on its own, which had now evolved into a Deity. This was merely a legend, yet they were witnessing this legend unfold in the mundane world of Cultivation!
"It is indeed terrifying. However, I have heard that once a Primordial Infant cultivates into a Deity, due to its overwhelming divine power, it cannot emerge for a short period—at least not for seven days or more. If we kill him now, wouldn’t that solve our problem?" said one immortal who had remained silent until now. His hair was white but his face youthful, and he spoke with confidence in his knowledge.
"Since the Primordial Immortal Elder has said so, I, Golden Light, must take his life!" Golden Light declared as he turned to look at the awakening Zhao Yang.
The atmosphere that had initially shocked the celestial beings shifted again; a fierce battle was about to begin. The Primordial Immortal Elder was well-versed in such matters and what he said would undoubtedly hold true!
"Since you were able to kill Silver Robe, I will regard you as a worthy opponent and will fight you with all my strength!" Golden Light thought it was time to stop underestimating this human.
Zhao Yang felt bitter inside. At this moment, he was desperately trying to summon the Black Hammer within him. If his guess was correct, this small hammer must be the legendary Open the Heavens Hammer used by Pangu during the creation of the world. He just didn’t understand why it was so small; he couldn’t even wield it, let alone bring it out!
Having a supreme artifact yet being unable to use it was one of the most miserable situations imaginable!
Zhao Yang secretly cursed his fate and realized he could only flee. "If you have the ability, let’s settle this once and for all. This is my decisive battle with you Four Immortals. If you can kill me, not only will I hand over the Transform into Sheep Technique and Spirit Pearl to you, but I will also reveal the secret of that small hammer from earlier. My relatives and friends are also yours; even Long Xiao Wu's Six Paths Reincarnation belongs to you. But during this time, you must not harm them. Do you dare accept this challenge?"
"Haha, good! Let’s see what you can use to fight against us immortals!" The Blue-Eyed Immortal scoffed at Zhao Yang's audacity. Now that Zhao Yang had exhausted all his means, if he could still pose a threat to them, it would only reflect their own incompetence!
"But I have one more request," Zhao Yang continued.
"Speak!" replied the Primordial Immortal Elder.
"The location of our life-and-death battle will be throughout the entire Cultivation realm because I possess the Void Technique and can traverse through space. You immortals must be familiar with this technique as well. However, I can allow you to plant your Divine Sense on me to prevent losing track of me!" Zhao Yang stated confidently.
Jin Guang snorted, "You are too confident. You won't even pass my test. Even if you escape the Void, you are doomed. The Void Technique—our methods as immortals are far superior to yours."
Zhao Yang replied, "Then let’s begin!"
As Zhao Yang spoke, he turned and dove into the void. The Blue-Eyed Immortal said, "It's obvious he's luring you into a trap to kill you. You don't really believe him, do you?"
Jin Guang scoffed and directly bound everyone with the Silver Robed Immortal's Seal of the Immortal Chain. He coldly stated, "An ant has emerged that can fly, but it will still die in the end. I'll be back soon!"
Jin Guang tore through the void to pursue him, but the Blue-Eyed Immortal called out to him, "Don't underestimate him. I will follow you."
Hearing this, Jin Guang became furious. "A mere dual-eyed being thinks they can show off in front of me? Do I need anyone's help to kill a mortal? What if there is a trap? This is just a small cultivation realm, a place no bigger than my palm. Can it kill me? Ridiculous!"
After finishing his words, Jin Guang entered the void, following Zhao Yang's trail to hunt him down. He had already planned that as soon as he saw Zhao Yang, he would use his strongest killing move to end his life. He was an immortal, a powerful one at that; even against someone at the Ascension Stage, he could kill them in one strike. However, this Zhao Yang had repeatedly offended his immortal authority. He had decided that after killing Zhao Yang, he would slaughter all his family and friends and wipe out everyone in the cultivation realm. Even if he gained nothing from it, that was the kind of immortal he was!
As time passed second by second, in the distance, the Blue-Eyed Immortal's gaze became unfocused as he looked far away and slowly said, "Jin Guang has caught up to him."
But in the next moment, the Blue-Eyed Immortal's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he saw Jin Guang's body suddenly shattered by a magnetic storm!
In the distance, Zhao Yang emerged from the void, sweat pouring down his face. A figure appeared behind him—it was Li Mo.
Li Mo adjusted his glasses and said, "After you left, I added a nuclear magnetic pulse to this weapon. The power of this pulse mimics the instantaneous explosion of a nuclear weapon and can flip the void over ten times; however, its range is very small. Fortunately, you managed to escape the blast radius in time. Also, we have analyzed the DNA from the immortal cells you provided earlier; we can soon create a corresponding virus. If we get another immortal cell and repeat the tests a few times, perhaps we can establish that sect you mentioned."
"Nuclear weapons? Viruses? Cells? A sect?!" The Blue-Eyed Immortal's eyes widened in disbelief as he murmured; he had no idea what Zhao Yang and that oddly dressed person were discussing.
The ethereal breeze brushed against everyone's cheeks, heralding Zhao Yang's victory. Zhao Yang transmitted his voice, "The golden light is nothing but this; who else dares to challenge me?"
The Blue-Eyed Immortal's expression was grim. The two individuals beside him held significant status; the Primordial Immortal Elder was almost like a mentor to him, with a cultivation level far surpassing his own. The other figure, hidden beneath a black robe, had an even more astonishing background. It was certain that he would be the next to battle Zhao Yang. Just moments ago, he had been confident that he could easily eliminate Zhao Yang with a mere finger, but now he hesitated. Zhao Yang's movements were as elusive as a specter, and his Divine Sense was particularly unique and difficult to grasp. The key was that he would not confront an immortal head-on. If that strange sound wave-like attack were to occur again, even he would find it hard to escape death.
The Blue-Eyed Immortal declared, "Just an ant; what right does he have to fight me? I will kill these worthless beings right now and see if you still have the mood to dance before me!"
"Shameless!" Ji Wudao shouted in outrage. "A dignified celestial being from the heavenly realm is actually afraid of a mortal; it's utterly ridiculous and even more tragic!"
"Curse all you want; you will soon be dead!" Although the Blue-Eyed Immortal's face was grim, there was a hint of amusement in his words. "I will count to three. If he doesn't return by then, you will all die!"
With that, blue flames surged in the Blue-Eyed Immortal's eyes, and everyone seemed to be engulfed in flames in an instant.
"One, two, three!" The Blue-Eyed Immortal did not pause at all; to avoid any delays, he aimed to eliminate these people quickly before any complications arose.
"Die!" With a loud shout, the flames in the Blue-Eyed Immortal's eyes shot up towards everyone.
Whoosh!
The massive blue flames were pushed back by an overwhelming force as a jade mirror appeared. On the mirror stood the White-Haired Celestial Lord, who had no pupils in his eyes but exuded an imposing presence.
"Why trouble these juniors? Why not battle with me instead?" the Jade Celestial Lord spoke.
"An Ascension Stage cultivator! Truly remarkable! You managed to succeed in your Transcend Tribulation and Ascend while we were unaware. Since you've successfully Ascended, why come here to seek death?" The Blue-Eyed Immortal replied with a hostile tone.
"Enough with the nonsense, just a few Pseudo Immortals!" Yu Tianzun said as he reached into the clouds, transforming a cloud into a sword and striking at the Blue-Eyed Immortal. The Blue-Eyed Immortal reached out to grab the cloud sword but was unexpectedly struck down into the ground, sinking deep until it reached his waist.
"Poof!" The Blue-Eyed Immortal spat out blood and said, "So you are a cultivator who has perfected the Jade Spiritual Root, possessing True Qi within. Very well, let me show you the true might of an immortal!"
As the Blue-Eyed Immortal spoke, he vanished from everyone's sight. In the next moment, he was engaged in battle with Yu Tianzun. The two exchanged blows back and forth for dozens of rounds, but Yu Tianzun was no match and was severely injured, his body convulsing. After all, he was not an immortal; how could he possibly contend with an immortal who had ascended for so long?
In the end, Yu Tianzun fell to the Blue-Eyed Immortal's hand just as Zhao Yang arrived on the scene. Witnessing this, he drew out the Hunting Immortal Spear and hurled it at the Blue-Eyed Immortal. However, the Blue-Eyed Immortal easily dodged, appearing behind Zhao Yang and striking out with a palm.
Poof! Zhao Yang's clone dissipated, and he vanished from sight, reappearing elsewhere.
Just as the Blue-Eyed Immortal was about to make his move, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back as if pierced by a sharp sword. He turned around to strike down whoever was behind him, only to find it was still Zhao Yang!
"The Illusion Demon Ancestor's technique of creating illusionary clones is finally coming in handy," Zhao Yang said as he coughed up blood.
Furious, the Blue-Eyed Immortal prepared to advance when suddenly the Black-Robed Immortal, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "Forget it; let's subdue him first so you can kill him later. It took us a year to capture him; our master will surely be displeased if we return empty-handed."
As the Black-Robed Immortal spoke, he began chanting incantations and gently grasped something in front of him.
Zhao Yang suddenly screamed in agony, clutching his heart and rolling on the ground.
"Could it be that Consort of Rain is directly targeting Tianxin? How can anyone wield such an Evil Technique?!" Song Baliang exclaimed anxiously as he picked up the Demon-Subduing Staff and rushed forward. "Let go of my junior brother!"
"Hmph!" The Black-Robed Immortal flicked a finger, unleashing a gust of wind that pierced through Song Baliang's chest, sending him crashing to the ground, uncertain of his fate.
Zhao Yang was in immense pain, as if thousands of ants were burrowing into his heart. Yu Qingsnow closed her eyes and summoned her King Yu's Zither.
"The King Yu clan has never had anyone reach the Tribulation Period. Today, I, Yu Qingsnow, will pay the price of my three souls and seven spirits to ensure the annihilation of the immortal," she declared. In that moment, all her energy converged into her right hand. With just a flick of her finger, she was confident she could kill an immortal, but it would cost her life forever, with no chance of resurrection.
"Don't! Stop her!" Zhao Yang shouted in agony. "It's useless; you can't kill him. Immortals have indestructible bodies. You can injure his physical form, but you cannot extinguish his Divine Soul!"
"Please, sister," Liu Rou pleaded as she blocked Yu Qingsnow's path. He Qing also stood in front of Yu Qingsnow, his eyes red with urgency.
The Primordial Immortal Elder cast a meaningful glance at Yu Qingsnow and said, "This girl indeed possesses something that threatens immortals. Let me see for myself!"
As the Primordial Immortal Elder directed his Divine Sense toward Yu Qingsnow, he suddenly cried out and spat blood, veins bulging on his forehead.
Zhao Yang pressed his hand against his temple, similarly straining under the pressure as he unleashed his supreme Divine Sense Attack against the Primordial Immortal Elder. He roared, "If you have the ability, come at me! What kind of coward picks on a woman?"
Furious, the Primordial Immortal Elder retorted, "I will kill you!"
With a palm infused with overwhelming power, the immortal's might came crashing down. Zhao Yang closed his eyes, betting that if the Monkey Hair above his head couldn't save him now, they would all be doomed.
However, the Monkey Hair did not appear.
Yet the Primordial Immortal Elder's attack was blocked.
A sound like a cocoon breaking echoed in everyone's ears. From Zhao Yang's chest emerged a faint glow—so weak, yet it was this fragile light that thwarted the supreme attack of the Primordial Immortal Elder!
A black box flew out from Zhao Yang's chest, exploding and revealing a half-formed silkworm pupa. A butterfly perched atop it, beautiful yet eerie. It was small and appeared fragile, its wings not fully transformed.
However, it possessed a pair of lively eyes.
This strange black butterfly glanced at Zhao Yang lying beneath it, then looked at the trapped crowd, and finally turned its gaze to the Primordial Immortal Elder who had harmed Zhao Yang. It gently flapped its wings.
Before the Primordial Immortal Elder could even scream, he was reduced to nothingness, his form and spirit obliterated.
"Run! It's the Rift Sky Demon Butterfly!" The man in black robes revealed a look of terror in his eyes. He had heard of the Rift Sky Demon Butterfly; a mere flap of its wings could tear the heavens apart!
This legend was something he had known for a very long time but had never witnessed.
The butterfly was neither bird nor beast; it was an incredibly weak existence in both the insect realm and the demon world.
Yet through ancient times, a powerful Demon Butterfly was born. The Demon Butterfly endured great hardships to transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality. Later, it married into a divine clan. In that clan, there were rules: any god who dared to marry would pass their divine power to their offspring, turning them into mortals. Ten years later, the Demon Butterfly gave birth to three sons, each born as supreme beings: Tearing the Sky, Dark Night, and Immortal. The Rift Sky Demon Butterfly could devastate eight realms with its wings, while the Dark Night Ghost Butterfly ruled over the dark Eye Technique, invincible in the Nine Nether realms. The tales of the Immortal Butterfly remained unknown to many, but the most powerful one was still the Rift Sky Demon Butterfly—this very one before them!
(Next chapter: The Grand Finale)
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