Chapter 1189 Battle against a 9rd-Order Quasi-Immortal King
Chapter 1189 Battle against a 9rd-Order Quasi-Immortal King
The Primordial World, the Primordial Immortal Palace.
As Su Mo was breaking through, the boundless immortal power within his body continued to surge like a tide, seemingly about to break through the shackles of every meridian. His aura rose continuously like climbing a ladder to the clouds, and streaks of primordial light and the azure light of the void intertwined and entwined, transforming into a dazzling cocoon of light that enveloped him.
Profound Dao patterns flowed across the surface of the cocoon of light, sometimes condensing into stars, sometimes transforming into chains of rules, as if enacting the mysteries of the primordial chaos. Each transformation strengthened his aura. Meanwhile, his divine sense spread out like a spider web, covering the entire Primordial Immortal Realm, clearly seeing the gray-robed figure outside the realm—the golden light in the eyes of the Boundless Ancestor was like two giant axes piercing through layers of illusion, clearly having seen through the disguise of the Spiritual Illusionary Body.
"The cultivation level of the Spirit Illusion Body is still far inferior to that of a ninth-level Quasi-Immortal King. It is ultimately not enough to deceive the discerning eyes of such an existence."
Su Mo frowned slightly. The Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body had not yet truly broken through, and the combat power of the Spirit Void Illusion Body was only comparable to a late-stage fifth-order quasi-immortal king. Compared to a ninth-order quasi-immortal king like the Wuwang Ancestor, they were worlds apart.
"In that case, let's not wait any longer and take action."
The thought had barely formed when a series of clear, icy voices emanated from the surrounding chaos, reaching towards the Ancestor Wuwang. These voices, like judgments from the depths of chaos, carried an irresistible majesty, resounding throughout every inch of space.
"Chaotic Limitless Soul-Locking Array, Lock Soul!"
"Time Freeze and Spirit Sealing Array, seal the spirit!"
"The Samsara Karmic Fire Binding God Formation, Bind the God!"
"The Life-and-Death Locking Immortal Array, Lock Immortals!"
"Order of Heaven's Net Demon-Trapping Array, trap demons!"
"Chaos Return to Ruins Soul Annihilation Formation, Annihilate Souls!"
"The Great Immortal-Slaying Formation of Karma and Reincarnation, Annihilation of Immortals!"
"Space-Time Shattering God-Burying Array, Bury the Gods!"
"Life Annihilation and Heaven-Burning Array, Burn the Heavens!"
"The Great Array of Order Collapse and Dao Annihilation, Annihilation of the Dao!"
……
Before the words were even finished, countless array patterns suddenly lit up the chaotic void surrounding Ancestor Wuwang, like countless stars, instantly forming a sea of light. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of immortal arrays sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, not one missing, all activated, their array flags unfurling in the void, blotting out the sky!
The Chaos Limitless Soul-Locking Array erupted first, countless pitch-black chains emerging from the void rifts. These chains, inscribed with twisted soul-suppressing runes, crackled with electricity, their tongues flicking like venomous snakes as they coiled around the immortal soul of the Wuwang Ancestor, attempting to lock him securely. The Time-Freezing Spirit-Sealing Array followed closely behind, pale golden light spreading like flowing water, drastically slowing the flow of time a million times. Even light was frozen in mid-air, sealing off every path of spiritual energy flow and sluggishing his movements. Within the Reincarnation Karmic Fire Binding God Array, dark red karmic fire raged, flames interspersed with countless wailing fragments of reincarnation, scorching the immortal soul and body. Wherever it passed, even the chaotic air currents were burned to nothingness, emitting a pungent, acrid smell…
Each immortal array exudes terrifying power enough to threaten a sixth-order quasi-immortal king. The arrays are interlocked, their patterns intertwined into a net, and their laws resonate with each other, complementing one another. In the end, they converge into an unparalleled immortal array that covers trillions of years—the Myriad Immortals Array!
The moment the grand formation took shape, a power that shook even the chaos erupted, sending countless rays of divine light of various colors soaring into the sky before abruptly converging, like an invisible giant hand gripping fiercely towards the Ancestor Wuwang. The power was so immense that it would terrify even an eighth-tier Quasi-Immortal King, and even a ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King could feel a tangible threat; their protective immortal light was violently shaken, rippling outwards as if on the verge of shattering.
"What an unparalleled immortal formation!"
Ancestor Wuwang's expression hardened, a hint of solemnity and apprehension flashing in his eyes. The power unleashed by the Myriad Immortals Formation far exceeded his expectations. The interwoven power of rules almost solidified the chaotic void, and even his immortal soul felt a faint suppression. Such mastery of formations was probably unmatched by many in the entire Immortal Kingdom.
"However, you're still a bit short if you want to take me down."
As he spoke, the Ancestor Wuwang stepped forward, his gray robe fluttering without wind, the patterns on it seeming to come alive. A deep, inky chaotic light rose from his body, transforming into an ancient book above his head. The pages were yellowed like autumn leaves, the edges roughened and worn by time, as if they had endured countless vicissitudes. The cover was blank, yet it exuded a chaotic aura as if it had created the world, as if it contained the supreme mysteries of the birth and death of immortal kingdoms and the cycle of the universe, causing the surrounding immortal rules to submit to it.
"Om..."
The ancient book swayed slightly, and rays of chaotic light descended from it, forming a beaded curtain that protected the void within millions of light-years around the Ancestor Wuwang. The billions of divine lights from the Myriad Immortals Array crashed fiercely into the chaotic light, producing a deafening roar, but it only caused ripples on the light screen. Like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake, it was completely annihilated without even leaving a crack.
The Book of Chaos—this is the natal immortal artifact that the Ancestor Wuwang has refined for nearly ten thousand cosmic eras. Its power is almost at the limit of a quasi-immortal king artifact, and it is only one step away from a true immortal king artifact—that is, an eternal immortal artifact. It is the foundation of his dominance in the immortal kingdom.
"As expected of a ninth-tier quasi-immortal king, the greatest support behind the eighteenth prince." Su Mo frowned slightly. The impact of the Myriad Immortals Formation was like a mud ox sinking into the sea. Obviously, the power of the formation alone could not pose much of a threat to Ancestor Wuwang.
Then, he lightly touched the petals of the Azure Lotus of the Void with his fingertip, and his voice, transmitted through his divine sense, rang precisely in the ear of the "Immortal Lord of Heavenly Eternity": "Fellow Daoists, it is time to make a move."
The next second...
In the chaotic void, the besieged "Purple Origin Dao Lord" and "Sky High Immortal Lord" suddenly stopped struggling. With a flicker, they broke free from the edge of the Myriad Immortals Formation and stepped into the natal immortal domain of "Heavenly Eternity Immortal Lord" not far away. Their movements were fluid and without the slightest hesitation. The 1,796 illusory spiritual bodies that had been waiting in the immortal domain instantly moved, standing side by side with the two figures. At the same time, their bodies burst forth with brilliant spiritual light, like blazing stars, illuminating the immortal domain.
"The Thousand Gods Formation, activate!"
As an invisible shout echoed within the Immortal Realm, 1,798 illusory spirit bodies instantly formed a formation, with billions of divine lights intertwining into a net, transforming into towering, earth-shattering divine phantoms—some wielding giant axes, their blades gleaming with the sharpness of creation, as if about to cleave through chaos; some embracing stars, their rotations shaping the birth and death of the universe, as if they held the universe in their hands; some treading on the cycle of reincarnation, their bodies surrounded by the aura of life and death, as if they controlled life and death… These phantoms appeared above the 1,798 illusory spirit bodies, radiating a terrifying divine might that suppressed eternity.
"boom......"
In an instant, the aura of "Celestial Lord Tianheng" erupted like a volcano dormant for billions of years, surging wildly. The aura of a sixth-order quasi-immortal king instantly broke through the seventh-order barrier, and then smashed through the eighth-order threshold with unstoppable momentum. The aura continued to soar, and golden immortal power formed a tangible torrent, stirring up towering waves in the chaos, showing a momentum that was about to catch up with the ninth-order quasi-immortal king!
"A quasi-ninth-tier quasi-immortal king, what a grand scheme by the thirteenth prince! To clip the wings of the eighteenth prince, he really went all out." Ancestor Wuwang stared at the soaring aura of the "Heavenly Heng Immortal Lord," his pupils shrinking slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
This near-ninth-tier quasi-immortal king, together with that meticulously arranged peerless immortal array, complements each other, and the power they can unleash is by no means inferior to that of a true ninth-tier quasi-immortal king.
"Fortunately, it was me who came this time. Otherwise, even an eighth-order quasi-immortal king would have faced a perilous situation today." Ancestor Wuwang pointed at the Book of Chaos above, and several rays of chaotic light descended, making his defenses impenetrable.
"But when did this Thirteenth Prince recruit such a peak expert?" Ancestor Wuwang's eyes showed a hint of doubt. He knew all the high-level quasi-immortal kings under the Thirteenth Prince by heart, and there was definitely no one like this among them.
Just then...
"May the power of ten thousand immortals bless me!"
"Immortal Lord Tianheng" raised his head and let out a light shout that shook the chaos. The sound wave was like rolling thunder, carrying terrifying immortal power that crashed onto the Myriad Immortals Formation.
Then, the Myriad Immortals Array trembled slightly, and billions of array patterns lit up simultaneously, like billions of stars exploding at once. The immense power, gathered from tens of thousands of immortal immortal arrays, surged towards the "Heavenly Eternal Immortal Lord" like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. A golden torrent of immortal power surged around him, forming a pillar of light that pierced through the chaos. With a crisp "crack," it was as if some invisible shackles had been completely broken, and his cultivation broke through the shackles in one fell swoop, firmly stepping into the ranks of the ninth-order Quasi-Immortal King!
This is not finished.
Within the Immortal Realm of the "Heavenly Lord of Immortality," a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the 1,998 illusory spirit bodies. The immortal essence within their bodies burned wildly like a prairie fire, transforming into streaks of crimson-gold light that merged into the great formation. Above them, the divine phantoms rapidly solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, with even the hair and patterns clearly visible. The divine might emanating from them grew increasingly terrifying, as if they would transform from phantoms into reality and descend upon the chaos at the next moment!
In an instant, the previously subdued aura of the "Heavenly Immortal Lord" surged once more like a volcanic eruption! The golden pillar of light expanded again, shooting straight into the depths of chaos, tearing a hole in the endless darkness. Wherever it passed, even the river of time and space rippled with distortion, as if about to be disrupted by this power. The divine light around him grew even more intense, surpassing even the late-stage ninth-order quasi-immortal king, the Wuwang Ancestor, in one fell swoop. His overwhelming pressure solidified the surrounding chaotic air currents into a tangible form.
"Damn it, has this guy gone mad?"
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