829: Chapter 829 The End of Dharma

"This place is..."

"Mountain Sea Peak."

"The place where True Immortal Xuan Yi once underwent tribulation for Immortal Ascension."

"But why has it become like this?"

In the Immortal Domain, Southern Jambudvipa, Mountain Sea Realm, above the summit of Mountain Sea Peak, Mo Xuan, whose Immortal Body had expanded to tens of millions of feet long, looked down.

This was clearly the place of True Immortal Xuan Yi's Immortal Ascension that he had seen in that segment of history.

However, the current scene was vastly different.

Originally, it was enveloped by Immortal Spiritual Power, radiant with Immortal Light, and tides of spiritual power fell from the summit, turning into the most magnificent waterfall.

Grand and spectacular.

Yet, all of this had changed.

Mountain Sea Peak was still just as tall, but it had become a bare, desolate mountain, with no Immortal Spiritual Power, no Immortal Light, and certainly no tides of spiritual power.

It was just like an ordinary desolate mountain in the Mortal Realm.

And it wasn't just this Mountain Sea Peak.

Mo Xuan's gaze swept across, taking in every inch of the Mountain Sea Realm's land.

In this vast Mountain Sea Realm, not even a single place with dense Spiritual Qi could be found.

And those inhabiting the Mountain Sea Realm were all Mortals.

Not even a single Cultivator was seen.

"How can this be?"

Mo Xuan was puzzled.

This Immortal Domain was actually inferior to the heavens and earth of the Lower Realm.

It was as if it had entered the Age of Dharma Decline.

The Spiritual Qi contained within the world was extremely scarce.

Even he could only barely perceive a tiny amount.

White profound light behind Mo Xuan's head enveloped his body.

Protecting himself with the power of the Immortal Dao.

Such thin Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi could not support such a massive Immortal Body.

Mo Xuan took flight.

Above the sky.

There were no nine suns.

There was only a single, dying, pale yellow sun emitting a dim light.

As Mo Xuan's Immortal Consciousness probed forward.

Within that pale yellow sun, there was only a massive Three-legged Golden Crow that was constantly burning itself.

The Three-legged Golden Crow could not speak or move; it could only follow a specific trajectory, rising in the east and setting in the west, illuminating this vast and boundless land of the Immortal Domain.

"Save me..."

At this moment, it seemed to have sensed Mo Xuan's Immortal Thought.

A weak cry for help came from within the pale yellow sun and reached Mo Xuan's ears.

Golden Crow Demon Emperor.

Mo Xuan recognized this Golden Crow.

It was precisely the Golden Crow Demon Emperor from the previous era of the Chaofeng Ancient Realm who had consumed a heavenly dao flower and achieved Ascension to become an Immortal.

He hadn't expected it to be imprisoned by someone and forced to constantly burn its Immortal Body to release light.

He feared that in another ten thousand years.

That massive Golden Crow Immortal Body would be completely burned away.

At that time, the Golden Crow Demon Emperor would perish.

Mo Xuan was in no hurry to do anything.

This Immortal Domain was too strange.

It seemed that the Immortal Dao no longer existed.

If that was truly the case, then what was the point of the Immortal Ascension pursued by countless Cultivators in the Lower Realm?

Mo Xuan continued to shuttle through the clouds.

Crossing one Realm after another.

In some Realms, there were still places where the Spiritual Qi was slightly denser.

But such density was still negligible.

In those scattered places where Spiritual Qi gathered.

There were still practitioners.

However, the one with the highest cultivation was merely a Nascent Soul True Lord.

And in the spiritual mountain where that Nascent Soul True Lord resided, the Spiritual Qi was somewhat insufficient to support the activities of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

They could only fall into a deep sleep to maintain their Realm and prevent it from falling.

Mo Xuan fell silent.

He thought of Yi.

Perhaps only by finding Yi could he know the truth of all this.

And as for Yi's location.

Mo Xuan's thoughts paused for a moment as he looked toward the distant center of the Immortal Domain.

There stood a divine peak that connected the Immortal Domain to the Thirty-Three Heavens, Tiandu Peak.

Going up from Tiandu Peak, higher and higher, one could reach the Thirty-Three Heavens.

And the highest heaven of the Thirty-Three Heavens was the summit of Tiandu Peak.

On the summit of Tiandu Peak grew a colossal tree that reached the sky, the World Tree.

The World Tree stood atop Tiandu Peak, propping up the sky of the Immortal Domain.

It was the symbol of the Immortal Domain.

Yi, Immortal Emperor True Immortal Xuan Yi, the Immortal Court, the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Mo Xuan thought.

His speed suddenly increased as he flew toward Tiandu Peak, which connected the sky and the earth in the center of the Immortal Domain.

The center of the Immortal Domain.

At the foot of Tiandu Peak.

Mo Xuan revealed his true form.

As expected, even this Tiandu Peak seemed to have become a desolate mountain with thin Spiritual Qi.

"Since I'm here, I'll know once I go up and investigate."

Mo Xuan pondered for a moment.

He charged straight up Tiandu Peak toward the clouds.

Vanishing into the endless layers of clouds.

On Tiandu Peak, there seemed to be Mortals climbing.

Seemingly wanting to cross the natural chasm and go to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

But how minuscule was the power of a Mortal.

In their entire lives, they could not even reach one-ten-thousandth of Tiandu Peak's height.

However, Mo Xuan didn't bother with them.

Everyone has their own pursuits, thoughts, and even obsessions.

He continued upward along Tiandu Peak.

Passing through layer after layer of the sea of clouds.

Not knowing how high he had flown or how far.

For a long, long time.

Mo Xuan leaped out from the sea of clouds.

Before him were fragmented buildings suspended above the sea of clouds.

"The Thirty-Three Heavens..."

He had already reached the lowest level of the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Here, there were no Immortals and no Immortal Spiritual Power.

There were only fragmented palaces, recounting the traces of their former glorious existence.

His Immortal Thought swept over, but he found nothing.

Mo Xuan didn't stay and went up again.

The second level.

The third level.

The fourth level... every level was just like the first.

There were only abandoned and broken Immortal mountains, Immortal Caves, and palaces.

There were also indelible marks left behind by battles.

However, there were still no Immortals present.

These Thirty-Three Heavens suspended above the endless sea of clouds had become ruins.

Yi must be here.

Mo Xuan was certain in his heart.

He went up again.

The tenth level.

The twentieth level.

The thirtieth level.

The thirty-third level.

Finally.

After crossing layer upon layer of ruins, Mo Xuan arrived at the summit of Tiandu Peak.

"It has withered."

The World Tree, where every leaf was a world and every flower was a heaven and earth, had actually withered.

Its massive trunk was shriveled, as if devoid of moisture.

The branches and leaves were scorched yellow, and the petals were gone.

Beneath the World Tree.

At a distance from the World Tree, there was also a vast complex of palaces.

At the very center of the palace complex was the Emperor's Hall of the Immortal Court.

Mo Xuan passed the World Tree and glided past one empty palace after another.

He arrived outside the Emperor's Hall.

The Emperor's Hall was extremely large.

In the segment of history he had seen.

The Emperor's Hall could accommodate the true bodies of all the Immortals.

The doors of this hall of Immortals were now wide open.

Mo Xuan took a look.

He flew inside.

"You've finally come."

Just as Mo Xuan entered the Emperor's Hall.

A familiar voice reached Mo Xuan's ears.

This voice came from the deepest part of the Emperor's Hall.

It was the voice of the existence named Yi.

With a thought, Mo Xuan arrived at the deepest part of the Emperor's Hall.

There, a figure sat upon the throne of the Immortal Emperor.

The figure sitting on the Immortal Emperor's throne did not rise, but simply looked forward.

He saw the massive Black Giant Serpent.

"You've finally come."

The figure on the Immortal Emperor's throne spoke slowly.

As if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

The voice was dry and raspy, with an inconspicuous cadence.

"Yi."

"Or should I say, Immortal Emperor True Immortal Xuan Yi."

"You've been waiting for me."

"And now, I am here."

Mo Xuan faced the figure on the Immortal Emperor's throne, who had an ordinary face and wore simple modern casual clothes.

A young figure with the same appearance as the one from his memories before his Transmigration.