Chapter 81: Chapter 68: An Immortal Breaks Free
The Imperial Mausoleum.
’If I keep digging...’
’I might just dig up a Grandmaster from the Great Yu Dynasty.’
’That way,’
’with a Grandmaster-level refined corpse, I could go anywhere under the heavens. Why would I need to wear myself out for some so-called ancestor?’
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Inside the secret chamber, three Peak Corpse Refining specimens clashed relentlessly with Su Chen, seeming to slowly force him into a corner.
Su Chen tested them and found they were indeed at the Peak level.
These refined corpses had bodies as tough as black iron and were incredibly fast. They even retained their mortal instincts, to the point where they could barely manifest their True Intent.
One Sword Intent, and two Sword Intents.
All at the Perfection level.
A Perfect True Intent is the mark of a First-Grade Peak.
It was simply unheard-of.
「During the Liang Dynasty.」
He had encountered Corpse Refining techniques before.
They were in the possession of the Little Emperor.
However, that refined corpse was only at the Peak First Grade level, a far cry from the astonishing power of the three before him now.
"So it really is an Immortal Treasure."
Su Chen now recognized the value of this Token.
’Even among Immortal Treasures, this Token is by no means a weak one.’
’The Immortal Path...’
’Its power transcends cultivation. That’s not just an empty saying.’
"If you surrender and allow me to plant a Gu Insect to control your mind, I can still spare your life,"
"After all,"
"my Corpse Refining techniques cannot be revealed to the public. I still need a Peak expert like you to be my public face!"
the Sect Leader sneered, his expression turning savage.
In the next instant,
Su Chen made his move.
BOOM!
A violent wind erupted from his body, instantly blasting the three refined corpses away. They smashed heavily into the walls, their bodies visibly twisting out of shape.
"This... impossible!"
"My Peak Corpse Refining specimens are empowered by the Yin Qi within the Token, making them even stronger than a normal Peak expert. This is impossible!"
The Sect Leader’s eyes widened in utter disbelief.
’He was certain he could handle a single Peak expert, no matter how strong.’
’But the feeling this fake Black Lotus gave him wasn’t that of a Peak expert at all. It was more like someone beyond the Peak—a legendary Grandmaster.’
’But how could that be!’
’The world’s fortune has yet to manifest, and no signs of Immortals have appeared. How could there still be a Grandmaster in the mortal realm?!’
’Who in the world is this person?!’
In fact,
Su Chen was not a Grandmaster, merely a First Grade. It was just that his First Grade, forged from the Four Great Extremes, was a little too strong.
"This Immortal Treasure is pretty good."
"I’ll be taking it."
"As for you, you might as well die. Didn’t you say yourself that if Black Lotus ever reached First Grade, the first person he’d kill would be you, Old Ghost Zhang?"
In a flash,
the tables had turned.
With a single step, Su Chen appeared before the Sect Leader.
An oppressive aura washed over him.
VMMMM!
The Sect Leader’s eyes bulged.
"A Grandmaster?!"
"No, it’s First Grade... but how can a First Grade be this powerful? A First Grade comparable to a Grandmaster?"
"Just where in the hell did you come from?!"
The Sect Leader cried out, clutching the Token as he tried to flee.
For a fleeting moment,
his mind flashed back to the battle at the Library Pavilion.
He, the great First Grade Black Abyss Sect Leader, along with two other First Grade experts, had been utterly crushed by a mere fledgling who had just reached the Internal Organ realm. That humiliating defeat had forged the boy’s reputation as the number one in the world: the Wind Snow Little Grandmaster.
But he didn’t get away.
The door to the secret chamber opened.
As the sect members watched, Su Chen emerged, holding the severed, white-haired head of the old Sect Leader. His cold eyes swept across the crowd.
"Black Abyss has only one master."
"It is not the former Sect Leader."
"Nor is it the new generation’s Sect Leader and Saint."
"It is I, Black Lotus."
"Do any of you have any objections?"
Instantly,
a vast sea of people dropped to their knees.
The three thousand Demon Ghosts present, along with all the assembled black-robed secret agents, all bowed to Su Chen in submission, their doubts erased.
’He’s ruthless, arrogant, domineering, and he even killed the Sect Leader. Who else could he be but their Black Lotus Saint?’
"The Black Abyss Holy Sect brings salvation to all! The Saint has descended to save us from our suffering!"
Everyone present was chanting at the top of their lungs.
The commotion did not go unnoticed by the patrolling city guards, but after sensing the auras from a distance, they no longer dared to meddle in affairs that weren’t their own.
"By the way, where did the new Sect Leader and Saint go?"
Su Chen asked, raising an eyebrow.
"They went to the Imperial Mausoleum to retrieve a Secret Treasure."
Someone answered.
The words had barely been spoken.
BOOM!
A massive black fog that blotted out the sky erupted from a mountain range about fifteen miles outside the Imperial City, surging toward the heavens.
A Flame Bird soared into the sky, chasing a figure that was barely human. The creature was covered in lividity spots, with a green face and sharp fangs. Dressed in tattered burial shrouds, it laughed maniacally as it rampaged toward the Imperial City.
"The Immortal Arrival hasn’t happened yet. This is perfect."
"It wasn’t in vain for me, Ning Ye, to abandon my status as a Qi Cultivation Immortal, refine myself into a Yaksha Ghost, and endure being sealed in an ice coffin for more than three hundred years."
The auras of this corpse and bird were incredibly powerful.
Not even Emperor Jianwu in his prime had been this strong!
"An Immortal?!"
"This is an Immortal!"
A Purple-robed Envoy in the courtyard cried out in alarm.
Su Chen narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance. He knew that direction well—it was toward the Great Liang Imperial Mausoleum.
’Could it be that the Peak First Grade from Black Abyss dug through the Imperial Mausoleum and released these two powerful Qi Cultivation Immortals?’
’Qi Cultivation Immortals...’
’The weaker ones are only at the First Grade level. The stronger ones can slaughter Grandmasters as easily as flipping a hand. High Tier Qi Cultivation Immortals can even surpass Innate Grandmasters...’
’Flame Emperor and Prince Jie both have Spiritual Roots, so they can barely be considered to be on the path of cultivation, but they would struggle to even fight a First Grade expert.’
’As for this Yaksha man, it’s hard to gauge his strength.’
’But that Flame Bird that chased him out of the underground Imperial Mausoleum... Su Chen felt it could easily kill a Grandmaster...’
’Still, neither of them could compare to that Immortal Whale...’
Tonight, new waves were stirred in a world already fraught with treacherous undercurrents!
No!
It was more than just waves; it was a tidal wave of chaos.
Whether in Old Liang or Great Zhou, countless Noble Families and Noble Clans, from the Jianghu to the imperial court, were shaken this night. They could only gaze from afar, awestruck by the terror of the giant Flame Bird and the horrifying Yaksha Ghost...
"In the future, even more Qi Cultivation Immortals will break free from their seals, because the Immortal Arrival Era is coming..."
"Hahaha!"
"I wonder what expressions those powerful Immortals will have when they descend upon this world, only to encounter that Extreme Realm Cultivator."
Atop the Heaven-Ascending Tower, within the Great Yu Library, a sinister cackle echoed, as if in pity for the Immortals who were fated to cross paths with this Extreme Realm Cultivator.
Normal Immortals seize the Creation of the heavens and earth. An Extreme Realm Immortal seizes the Creation of other Immortals.
To them, Immortals *are* Creation.
Otherwise,
how could one be worthy of the title, "King of the Immortal Path"?
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