417: Chapter 417 Golden Immortal Celebration!

He didn't even have time to let out a shrill scream before those cloudy eyes, filled with horror, resentment, and confusion, instantly lost all focus and luster.

Under the peerlessly domineering strike of the Blade of Karma, the Primordial Spirit within his Niwan Palace was sliced as if by ten thousand sharp blades simultaneously; within a thousandth of a breath, it was ground into the finest dust, leaving behind not even a trace of a true spirit for Reincarnation.

Complete death and total dissipation of his Dao!

*Thud.*

Taiyi True Immortal's shriveled corpse fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the cold stone floor and kicking up a layer of dust.

He died a wretched death, eyes wide open and the corners of his eyes even split with bloody streaks, as if until the moment of death he did not understand exactly what kind of taboo existence he had provoked that could ignore all defenses and cross the starry sky to directly obliterate his Divine Soul.

Far away in a secret room within the Qingyun Dao Sect, Lu Yuan "saw" this scene coldly through the Karma threads that had not yet completely dissipated. A contemptuous sneer touched the corners of his mouth as he reached out his right hand, the Law of Space cycling crazily within his palm.

"Bring it here."

In the void above Taiyi True Immortal's corpse, a tiny spatial rift suddenly split open without any warning.

An invisible giant hand, condensed from purple-gold Chaos Law, reached out and precisely stripped the dull gray Storage Ring from Taiyi True Immortal's finger.

In passing, this invisible hand also left behind violent streaks of immortal power claw marks on the surrounding stone walls and disrupted the residual Spiritual Qi within the body, realistically creating the illusion that the victim had suffered a violent death from Divine Soul backlash and Qi Deviation due to forcing his Cultivation in a rush for success. Once all this was done, the spatial rift closed silently.

Lu Yuan put away the light-restrained immortal execution platform, brushed his sleeves, pushed open the heavy stone door of the secret room, and strode out.

Brilliant sunlight spilled over him as he gazed up at the azure sky.

"The good show is about to begin."

...

A few days later, a piece of heavy news like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens transformed into a violent hurricane, sweeping across the vast and boundless territory of Daluo Heaven in a very short time.

The Lower Realm ascendant and the Old Ancestor of the Qingyun Dao Sect, Lu Yuan—who was being secretly watched by countless major powers—had successfully survived the legendary, near-fatal Golden Immortal Tribulation, officially shattering the void and promoting to the Golden Immortal Realm!

To celebrate this event worthy of being recorded in history, the Qingyun Dao Sect announced that it would hold an unprecedented "Golden Immortal Grand Ceremony" in one month. Not only did they widely distribute Hero Invitations refined from ten-thousand-year fire jade that radiated a faint Golden Immortal pressure, but they also high-profilely invited all powers, large and small, in Daluo Heaven to gather at Qingyun Mountain to join the grand occasion.

For a time, the entire Daluo Heaven shook violently.

A Golden Immortal!

That was an existence that truly crossed the chasm of life levels, standing at the upper-middle tier of the immortal Realm's pyramid, capable of looking down upon billions of living beings.

The birth of any Golden Immortal meant a complete reshuffling of a Star Domain's landscape, sufficient to establish an immortal Legacy that would endure for tens of millions of years.

Moreover, everyone knew in their hearts that this newly ascended Golden Immortal Lu Yuan was no ordinary newcomer.

Back when he was at the Peak of the Profound Immortal Realm, he already had the glorious and invincible record of being able to insta-kill a Half-step Golden Immortal and single-handedly force his way through the heavily guarded Taixu Fortress! Now that he had promoted to Golden Immortal, his combat strength was absolutely unfathomable, far exceeding that of an old-brand ordinary Golden Immortal Early Stage!

At the headquarters of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, within the magnificent immortal palace floating above the sea of clouds.

President Shui Changdong sat on a throne forged from a single piece of Starfall Divine Iron. Looking at the hot, gold-stamped invitation in his hand, he couldn't help but look up and laugh loudly, the sound making the glazed tiles of the entire immortal palace tremble.

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! In just over ten years, he crossed from the Peak of the Profound Immortal Realm into that Golden Immortal Realm which countless people dream of. This old man's eyes were indeed sharp; I didn't misjudge him!"

Shui Changdong's face was flushed with health, and his beard trembled with excitement. He suddenly stood up and waved his hand grandly at the group of chamber Elders below, who were equally shocked, shouting with heroic spirit: "Pass down my highest order! Immediately open the chamber's inner treasury and prepare the highest-level, top-tier congratulatory gifts! Whether it's peerless immortal herbs or ancient Immortal Artifacts, bring them all out! This old man will personally lead the team to Qingyun Mountain to give my good son-in-Law plenty of face!"

Meanwhile, the small and medium-sized powers and minor families who were usually cruelly suppressed and exploited by the Taiyi and Taixuan sects were even more terrified and excited upon receiving the news, unable to sleep all night.

They one after another exhausted their entire clan's strength, selling everything they had to prepare the heaviest gifts they could manage, fearing they would be late and miss this excellent opportunity to flip their fortunes by befriending the new power and clinging to his leg.

The entire Daluo Heaven was filled with undercurrents and rising winds and clouds.

At this time, hundreds of millions of miles away, the high-level officials of the Taiyi Immortal Sect and Taixuan Immortal Sect, who governed boundless Star Domains, were shrouded in gloom, the atmosphere suppressed to the extreme.

At the Taiyi Immortal Sect, within the Taiyi Golden Hall—this magnificent palace forged from a single piece of Taiyi Fine Gold and floating above the Nine Nether Gale—was currently covered by a layer of heavy, somber clouds.

Inside the hall, the Everburning Immortal Fire burned on nine hundred and ninety-nine coiled dragon golden pillars, but the flickering firelight could not dispel the suffocating, cold killing intent in the center of the hall.

Sect Master Yuan Xuji, a Golden Immortal Middle Stage titan with a stern face and an aura of natural authority, was seated upon the Nine Dragon Aloes Throne, the symbol of supreme power.

He wore a dark gold Daoist robe embroidered with the Daluo Star Chart, and his body was surrounded by visible rings of materialized Law divine halos.

At this moment, his face was dark as he stared fixedly at the gold-stamped invitation in his hand, which emitted a faint purple-gold immortal light and even faintly sliced at the surrounding void with its edges.

"Golden Immortal? He actually broke through to Golden Immortal so quickly?"

*Bang!*

Yuan Xuji slammed the invitation onto the desk in front of him, which was carved from Ten-thousand-year Profound Ice Jade.

This strike, containing the terrifying fury of a Golden Immortal Middle Stage, caused countless spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the surface of the indestructible Profound Ice Jade desk. Violent ripples of immortal power spread outward in a ring, making the space within the hall emit a series of crisp "crack-crack" sounds of distortion.

"What on earth is that group of trash from the Xuantian Hall doing! Usually they brag as if they're divine, but now they can't even handle such a small matter! Ji Wanli is an old-brand Golden Immortal assassin, proficient in the Law of Assassination and Void concealment, yet he couldn't even kill a brat who just underwent his tribulation and hasn't even stabilized his Realm? He even lost his own life!" Yuan Xuji's voice was like the Nine Nether Gale blowing from the depths of ten-thousand-year ice, echoing in the hall and making people's eardrums ache.

Below the hall, dozens of Profound Immortal Elders, who were usually high and mighty figures outside, were now like a flock of shivering quails.

They were as silent as cicadas in winter, keeping their heads low and not even daring to take a loud breath, fine beads of cold sweat seeping from their foreheads for fear that the Sect Master's violent rage would implicate them.