Chapter 2371 The Second Seat of Immortality
The eternal fairyland.
Nan Hua said in a low voice, "...Dao Ancestor, is this enough?"
With a solemn expression, he completely erased the chains of the Great Dao from the myriad immortal paths, and in doing so, he also discovered many ancient secrets.
Circular mountain top.
Chen Xun sat cross-legged on the cliff, and slowly opened his eyes: "It's ready."
He didn't explain much to Nan Hua.
This matter can be traced back to the time when all the myriad paths resonated throughout the three thousand great worlds.
He then slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
"...In the future, the Immortal Realm will no longer need to sever the shackles of the Immortal Path."
Chen Xun gazed intently at the vast sea of clouds, "The influence of the ancient ancestors of the Three Thousand Great Worlds on the Immortal Path has finally vanished completely, and in the future, we, the eternal cultivators, will no longer need to walk this path."
Speaking of which, those who seem capable of severing countless chains are nothing short of peerless geniuses.
However, there are countless cultivators in the Immortal Realm. Not every cultivator has the opportunity, resources, and lifespan to continuously sever those myriad chains in order to raise their own Dao limit. In fact, there are many exceptionally talented cultivators in the Immortal Realm who don't even know what this is.
For some unknown reason, he was locked up by the chains of immortality, and died in desolation.
especially...
Many of his freely growing Dao bodies from various races were imprisoned by the chains of immortality when he broke through the realm, and died in resentment. In Chen Xun's eyes, his own Dao body was exceptionally talented and had the potential to become an ancestor.
Now, by leveraging Nan Hua's influence on the immortal realm, the eternal influence of the spiritual immortal path on the immortal path of heaven and earth can be directly erased.
In the future, there will no longer be the Dao Integration, but rather the integration of the Primordial Spirit with one's own empowered magic power, as if the two are combined, moving towards a more powerful realm, which can be called the Integration Realm.
"Daozu."
"speak."
"I still need to go into seclusion for a while."
Nan Hua spoke solemnly, “When I first attained the status of a True Immortal, I thought I could see all of the Immortal Realm, but now I realize that I am becoming more and more insignificant, and I still need to carefully comprehend its wonders.”
He once thought he was omniscient and omnipotent, the true Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm, but over the years this idea has long since vanished.
The matter of the 'Shadow Immortal Realm' can only be discussed later.
To put it in simple terms.
Nan Hua hadn't had enough of the joy of becoming a true immortal, nor did he want to immediately work for Chen Xun; he had his own pace.
Hear the words.
Chen Xun raised an eyebrow slightly: "Understood."
Nan Hua smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and disappeared into the Great Purple Luo Heavenly Palace.
The Great Purple Luo Heavenly Palace is now located on the edge of the Jade Bamboo Continent. It is not only far from the super immortal city, but also extremely far from the major immortal domains. It exists in an undeveloped area.
Many ancient powerhouses were also curious as to why the Dao Ancestor did not explore the Jade Bamboo Continent, where there are still no immortal buildings to this day.
After Nanhua disappeared.
The world was completely silent.
Only the sea of clouds rolls and the mountain wind howls.
Chen Xun sat quietly cross-legged, his gaze fixed on the distance, as if the heavens and earth were breathing in unison with him, their rhythms pulsating with his every breath.
Not long after.
A deep sense of reminiscence flickered in his eyes, and a smile inexplicably appeared on his lips.
……
The Celestial Realm Calendar: 52 million years.
The sky was serene, and the three thousand immortal realms were vast and boundless.
At that time, the immortal energy between heaven and earth had already reached its peak, and many saints and Daoist masters roamed the myriad realms. Immortals rose up in large numbers, and various paths coexisted, as if they had reached the end of the immortal path.
However, on this day, a sea of light suddenly split open in the sky, and a dazzling sun rose across the heavens.
On that day, all three thousand immortal realms lost their radiance at the same time. It wasn't that darkness descended, but rather—the light was taken away.
From within the sun, a figure slowly descended, stepping into the lightless void, his expression serene, his gaze as calm as newly settled dust.
He didn't speak, but simply raised his hand, and all things in the world fell silent.
The Three Thousand Great Daos were born and died with his gestures, and the energy of all realms surged like the tide. Even the distant Immortal Realm resonated with a deep resonance at this moment.
True immortals are but dust.
Some cultivators were so shocked they cried out, while others bowed deeply and could not rise.
This person was someone even the Dao Ancestor had to treat as an equal, the first True Immortal in the Immortal Realm, and the one whom all the immortals in the Immortal Realm most hoped for and sought after back then.
Unexpectedly, today, he has stepped into the mortal world alone and descended upon the Three Thousand Immortal Realms.
An overwhelming pressure, like the collapse of the heavens, instantly enveloped all realms.
At the same moment, numerous patriarchs, ancient venerables, and sages of great clans all felt a long-lost sense of dread—
That wasn't murderous intent, but rather a crushing defeat on a life level.
In front of him,
The Daoist is as mortal as an ordinary person, and the sage is as common as dust.
The difference between them is like heaven and abyss, immortals and dust.
Among the myriad races of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, only a few "Third Step Immortals of the Great Dao" can barely hold their heads high.
Such figures have long since grasped the source of the Great Dao, evolved the Great Dao itself, and can reverse the heavens and earth, rewriting the rules.
However, when their divine thoughts touched the figure of the true immortal, they still felt an overwhelming sense of insignificance.
In fact, this was the first time in countless years that they had truly come into contact with this immortal.
Long ago, they had only witnessed a corner of the great battle, and many of the powerful figures who had seen the battle had already passed away. Time is relentless, but it is always merciless, constantly taking away generations of powerful figures.
"...True Immortal!"
"This kind of energy cannot be wrong..."
……
From that day on, the sky of the Boundless Immortal Realm shattered, and a distant, luminous mountain appeared from nothingness.
At first it was only a foot or so long, but in the blink of an eye it spanned heaven and earth, connecting the sky and the earth. Its peak pierced the celestial dome and reached the heavens, while its base sank into the myriad realms of the earth.
It reaches the heavens above and the earth below, encompassing countless realms!
At that moment, the mountains and rivers trembled.
The boundless mountain range collapsed in large quantities, and endless radiance descended from the sky, flowing into the mountain body.
From afar, cultivators from all realms saw a dazzling beam of light piercing straight up and down in the sky, vast and boundless, with countless celestial patterns and flowing celestial scripture appearing within its radiance.
This is Yaoguang Riyue.
This mountain was not born of heaven and earth, but was forged from the dust and thoughts of immortals.
He refined his own Great Dao to its utmost, transforming light into a mountain, so that the light sources of heaven and earth would no longer be scattered, but would all converge into a divine mountain.
From then on, the dawn and dusk of the three thousand immortal realms were determined by this mountain, and the day and night of the immortal realm followed its rhythm.
This move was still domineering and arbitrary, showing no respect to the cultivators of the myriad races of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms or the leaders of various sects. It was as if the Three Thousand Immortal Realms were descending in the manner of a 'big father,' and directly used an immortal technique to suppress the Eight Desolations into silence.
One cultivator exclaimed in shock, "This mountain is actually altering the rules of heaven and earth in my Three Thousand Immortal Realms?!"
A powerful figure sighed, "I've heard that this is the true path to immortality, rewriting the rules of our three thousand immortal realms, and we are powerless to stop it."
……
Many top experts looked puzzled, wondering what this person was trying to do by making such a big commotion.
There was no hope in their eyes, no reverence.
Only a vibrant and flourishing aura was emanating from it, an unparalleled confidence that since true immortals exist in the celestial realm, I too can break through to become a true immortal. There is no need to worship anyone; I only need to rely on myself.
In just one hundred days, the three thousand immortal realms were shaken to their core.
All the immortals looked towards the direction of the Boundless Immortal Realm. Above the sky, twelve golden rays descended, like twelve pillars of heaven, stabilizing all realms.
Those were the twelve jade platforms left by Fang Chen'ai atop Mount Riyue—
Those are the Twelve Longevity Seats!
