Chapter 2508 Ascending to Immortality Across Realms (Happy New Year)
The level of life among all living beings throughout the ages has once again undergone a leap!
Some broke through on the spot, some suddenly understood the secrets of heaven, some rebuilt their foundation, and some were reborn.
Countless cultivators roared to the sky, venting their inner excitement; countless powerful figures broke through minor realms, their auras soaring into the heavens; countless Daoist sects and immortal clans rang ancient bells, celebrating this unprecedented creation of heaven and earth.
The blessings bestowed upon the Eternal Immortal Realm far exceed those of the True Immortal Realm by thousands or even tens of thousands of times.
As countless stars fell, countless temples were created.
Myriad immortal veins flow through, nourishing the entire immortal realm.
Myriad Daoist texts hang in the air, naturally forming the masters of heaven and earth for all living beings.
The true source of righteousness pours forth, helping the life essence of all beings to leap forward.
Three days later.
The gates of the four poles opened, and the Heavenly Palace returned in a frenzy from the void below.
The commotion caused by the Great Black Ox's attainment of enlightenment was so great that it had already alarmed the three thousand universes in the lower realms. Although they rushed back immediately, they were still a little late.
Outside the East Star Gate.
No one came to greet them; it seemed that few living beings noticed the return of the celestial palace, its splendor boundless.
"Where am I...?"
"Li Sheng, have we gone to the wrong place?!"
Song Heng stared at the star field in disbelief, blinked hard, and exclaimed in shock, "How...how did my Eternal Starry Sky become like this!"
His pupils suddenly dilated, and the boundless heavens and earth seemed like dust.
Just a casual glance.
As the stars rose and the moon appeared, a crimson sun slowly rose from the seabed, its light shining brightly and illuminating the heavens. It was no ordinary star, but a condensation of pure Yang-type immortal energy, containing the power of creation that never ceases to exist.
A silver moon emerged from the seabed, its clear light spilling across thousands of miles. The moon emitted a soft glow, shining brightly alongside the sun, creating a wondrous scene of yin and yang in harmony.
further away.
A celestial palace in the star field, paved with a rainbow bridge along the great road, vast and boundless.
Around it... stars come to life, and auspicious beasts descend to earth!
Song Heng glanced suddenly at the Heavenly Palace, then gave the 'Taiyi Remains Old Heavenly Palace' a meaningful look, and finally looked at Gu Lisheng, whose eyes were filled with deep confusion. "It's a bit outdated..."
Ke Ding's eyes, like stars, gazed down upon the star field, his gaze filled with raging flames and unspeakable regret. He said in a deep voice, "We actually missed it. What a pity, what a pity!"
hum!
He charged forward and instantly left the Heavenly Palace.
later.
They were faced with the even more unfamiliar Eternal Immortal Realm and its myriad borders, leaving all the immortals in the Heavenly Palace utterly bewildered. Was the flow of time in this mortal realm different from that in the Eternal Immortal Realm?!
Have we already left behind an ancient era?!
once.
The countless lineages of the Eternal Immortal Realm are all ancient and elegant, simple yet grand. The buildings are all large and imposing, presenting a magnificent view overlooking the world. Their aura is incomparably powerful, and anyone who sees them would have to say, "The super nouveau riche of the Immortal Realm."
now.
Countless Taoist traditions and mountains and rivers gave rise to various strange phenomena in the world, each cultivated by a different path.
There is a sword-wielding mountain gate, where the vast sky has been transformed into a sword mound. The sword intent does not sever all things, but it severs time and space itself. The sun and moon are merely cold glints in its midst.
There is an ancestral temple of alchemy, where the earth rises and falls like a furnace, the earth fire becomes a river, and the sea of clouds becomes smoke. With each breath, a spring and autumn of refining takes place.
The immortal sect, which believes in cause and effect and destiny, has a galaxy hanging upside down, with causal threads like rain. The destinies from ancient times to the present are pulling and echoing each other in the void. This strange phenomenon made Gu Lisheng's expression twitch.
It's as if he cultivated and comprehended the Dao of Cause and Effect in vain during ancient times, his understanding of it all seeming to be less impressive than the innate phenomena outside other people's mountain gates—it's outrageous...
It possesses the Dao of physique and vital energy, with the life force of mountains and the blood flow of rivers and seas. The Daoist temple and its surroundings seem to transform into an ancient immortal body that is awakening.
These strange phenomena were not arranged by powerful cultivators, but were genuine natural phenomena that dazzled the cultivators of the Heavenly Palace.
Under the vast sky.
Ke Ding stared at the Heavenly Mystery Palace, frozen in place, as if he were completely dumbfounded.
Above the Dao Palace, the sky was torn into countless layers, the sea of stars hung upside down, and billions of stars no longer followed their old paths, but instead transformed into runes, constantly being reassembled and dismantled under the influence of an invisible hand.
Time flows like a river, cascading down from the sky. The past and the future converge in mid-air, and scenes yet to happen and histories long forgotten are simultaneously revealed.
In the depths of the void, threads of cause and effect crisscross, as fine as a hair, yet as heavy as a mountain.
Every slight tremor affects the rise and fall of a region; every break signifies the erasure and rewriting of an era. The celestial patterns float and sink between the threads, like living things, shimmering with a chilling light that makes one's heart tremble.
The earth trembled silently.
The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, yet they shift within the realm of destiny.
Before the storm even begins, it is already unfolding in the simulation.
In the center of the Dao Palace, a "Heavenly Secret Stone" slowly rotates. It is neither gold nor stone, but seems to be formed from countless possibilities. With each rotation, the stars change position, the years change order, and even the laws of heaven and earth make way for it.
Standing beneath the vast sky, this dignified immortal felt as insignificant as a speck of dust written into the Book of Fate.
And that Heavenly Mystery Palace
Calmly, ruthlessly, and vastly—
It is calculating the future of the entire Eternal Immortal Realm.
"Where is that?"
Ke Ding muttered to himself, lost in thought, "I, an old Daoist, have been escaping into the void of the lower realm for many years, only to find myself out of the illusion of the Great Dao? Fellow Daoist Black Ox, you've certainly given this Daoist master a huge surprise, so much so that I almost didn't recognize my own Daoist temple!"
"Fellow Daoist Ke Ding."
"Prince Gu."
"The priority now is to go to the Shadow Immortal Realm; we can wait until we return to the Eternal Immortal Realm to see what happens."
"Hehe, of course."
hum-
Before the words were finished, the magnificent heavenly palace suddenly vanished.
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The Realm of Shadow Immortals.
The reversal of the myriad paths and the origin of all things permeated the entire realm, reshaping mountains and rivers, and reversing the course of all things.
The Immortal Mountains of the Reverse Path are scattered throughout the myriad realms, and each peak is a sacred place for cultivation.
The gate to immortality has opened, bringing forth endless inheritances and boundless creation.
The Heavenly Palaces of the Rebellious Path rose from the ground, numbering in the tens of thousands, spreading throughout the heavens and earth.
By defying the natural order, one can become an immortal throughout the entire realm.
The creation of this world is so vast that, throughout countless ages, it has been suppressed by the Immortal Realm, serving as its shadow and preventing the birth of true immortals.
Now, it is possible.
On a field.
Powerful figures stood in formation, their expressions varied, their gazes filled with awe, and their breathing uneven, as if they were facing something powerful enough to influence their Dao hearts.
distance.
A desolate figure was approaching from there, walking step by step from the edge of the wilderness.
The sound of hooves was very soft, yet it resonated in everyone's hearts.
With each step, the earth did not tremble, but rather seemed to be soothed. The veins of mountains and rivers returned to their original positions invisibly. The myriad energies of heaven and earth did not surge, but spontaneously yielded, leaving a most natural path for passage.
It was a big black bull.
Its fur is as dark as night, silent and without light, yet it seems to have swallowed countless years. Its body is not ostentatious, but it has a sense of weight, as if it bears the weight of an entire era.
Its gaze was peaceful, neither looking down nor up, but simply looking ahead, as if confirming that the road was still there.
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As the year of Bingwu approaches, may all my fellow book lovers keep their inner light burning and their Daoist heart as pure as ever, walk in the mortal world without being tainted by it, traverse the years, and walk towards the Dao. In 2026, may you ascend to great heights with a single thought and achieve immortality with a single step!
