471: Chapter 471 The Su Family Shaken

"Pfft, what's that worth?"

Lu Li curled his lip in disdain. "An Immortal King Legacy? I don't even care for that. I've obtained something even more impressive!"

He leaned in close to Lu Yuan and lowered his voice mysteriously. "Father, I've obtained an ancient Immortal Emperor scripture called the Art of Hehua Zizai!"

"An ancient Immortal Emperor scripture?"

Hearing this, even with Lu Yuan's level of composure, a brilliant light could not help but explode in his eyes.

"This technique can not only manifest a past self and a future self to fight in coordination, but it can also evolve all things in heaven and earth, and even borrow the Law and Dao of the enemy!" Lu Li explained triumphantly.

"Good! What a great Art of Hehua Zizai!"

Lu Yuan could not help but laugh out loud. "With this ancient Immortal Emperor scripture, the foundation of our Qingyun Dao Sect will undergo a true qualitative leap! Lier, you have performed a great service this time!"

"Naturally! Father, I have already memorized this Cultivation Technique. When we go back, I will write it out for you!" Lu Li promised, patting his chest.

"Good child." Lu Yuan patted his son's head with satisfaction.

As for the System intercepting it? This ancient Immortal Emperor scripture was also a tremendous Opportunity for Lu Li himself, so Lu Yuan would naturally not snatch it away.

Moreover, as a father, he only needed to share a copy.

The father and son looked at each other and laughed, turning into two streaks of light as they left the deathly silent Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

The Nine Nether Underworld is located in the deepest part of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands of the Immortal Domain.

Here, sunlight is never seen all year round, and cold, gloomy winds howl. In the endless black mountain ranges, countless terrifying Forbidden Lands and dead zones are hidden.

The Su Family Core Soul Hall.

This great hall is built from countless pieces of Nether Cold Jade, bone-chillingly cold. Inside the hall, thousands of soul lamps float, each representing the life status of every Core Disciple of the Su Family.

At this moment, a soul lamp located in the middle-upper level of the Soul Hall suddenly made a soft "poof" sound. The flame jumped violently and then completely extinguished. Not only that, even the trace of the true spirit mark entrusted within the soul lamp seemed to be erased by an invisible force, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating.

Inside the hall, the space is extremely vast, like an independent Small World.

In the Void Realm, thousands of eternal soul lamps float.

These soul lamps are like stars in the sky, arranged according to status and position. The ones at the very bottom are as brilliant as a galaxy, and the higher up they are, the scarcer and more brilliant they become.

Each soul lamp entrusts a wisp of the true spirit of a Su Family Core Disciple, representing their life status.

If the lamp fire is vigorous, they are full of vitality; if the lamp fire is dim, they are seriously injured. This place is deathly silent all year round, with only a few withered-looking hall-guarding Elders sitting cross-legged in the dark corners, as if they had merged with the cold jade.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

In the middle-upper area of the Soul Hall, at a position representing a vital Bloodline of the Su Family, a soul lamp burning with a ghostly blue flame suddenly began to tremble violently.

"Hmm?" A hall-guarding Elder who had been resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his cloudy eyes and looked towards that position in astonishment.

Before he could make any reaction, he only heard a soft "poof" sound, which sounded exceptionally harsh in the deathly silent hall!

The flame of that soul lamp surged upward like a candle in the wind, jumping frantically, as if making a final, desperate struggle.

Immediately following, the flame suddenly shrank and then completely extinguished!

Not only that, an invisible and hair-raising Law of destruction descended from across the void.

The bronze lampstand of that soul lamp was instantly covered in cracks. The true spirit mark entrusted in the deepest part of the wick, which should have been indestructible through ten thousand tribulations, seemed to be mercilessly erased by an invisible giant hand from the abyss. Accompanied by a faint, tiny scream, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and completely dissipated into nothingness.

Dead silence, deathly silence. The hall-guarding Elder widened his eyes in horror, his shriveled lips trembling crazily. "This... this is impossible! true spirit extinction? Whose lamp is this?"

"No—!"

Just at this moment, a shrill scream, containing endless despair and grief, tore through the soundproofing of the heavy formations on the outskirts of the Soul Hall like a sharp sword, breaking the silence of this space.

The thick cold jade gate of the great hall was blasted open by a violent burst of magic power, and the snow filled the sky as it poured in.

A woman wearing a black flowing fairy dress, whose appearance was originally cold and peerlessly beautiful, now rushed into the hall regardless of everything.

Her hair was messy, and that beautiful face, which used to be aloof and like an ice-mountain goddess, was now filled with terror and disbelief.

Su Yunxi, a peerless Prodigy rarely seen in a hundred years among the direct line of the Su Family in the Nine Nether Underworld, had cultivated to the Perfected Xuan Immortal Realm at only a thousand years old. She was just one step away from the Golden Immortal Dao and was the object of admiration that countless Prodigies in the Nether Underworld could only look up to.

But at this moment, she was like an ordinary woman who had lost all support, stumbling on the cold jade steps, crawling and scrambling to throw herself in front of the shattered and extinguished soul lamp.

"Brother Changkong... it can't be... this is impossible..."

Su Yunxi's eyes were red, and bean-sized tears gushed out like broken pearls, hitting the cold jade floor and instantly freezing into mournfully beautiful ice crystals.

Her hands were trembling violently, and her fingers had even lost their color due to excessive force.

She desperately urged the vast Profound Immortal magic power within her, trying to relight the soul lamp, trying to gather that wisp of dissipated green smoke back together.

The Profound Immortal magic power was injected frantically as if it were worthless, but it could only pass through the shattered lampstand, all in vain.

"Brother Changkong..."

Su Yunxi knelt on the ground dejectedly, holding the cold, shattered lamp tightly in her arms, letting out a heart-wrenching cry.

Although there was a huge gap in status between her and Su Changkong in the Family—she being from the direct line and he from a branch—in her youngest and most helpless years, it was that branch-line youth with a gentle smile who had stood in front of her time and time again.

The two had known each other since childhood, sweethearts since they were young, and the depth of their affection had long since transcended the boundaries of Family status.

In Su Yunxi's heart, Su Changkong was not only her brother but also the most important person on her path to the Dao.

For the sake of Su Changkong, she did not hesitate to defy Family rules, secretly using the Dao Protector belonging to her direct-line status, allowing that powerful Dao Protector to cross Realms to the Lower Realm to rescue Su Changkong, who was trapped in crisis.

She waited in the Nine Nether Underworld full of joy. She had thought that with the Dao Protector making a move, Su Changkong would definitely be able to turn danger into safety in the perilous place called the "Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land," and even be able to use the Opportunity within to be reborn, wash away the humiliation of being from a branch line, and stand shoulder to shoulder with her at the peak of the Nine Nether Underworld.

However, she never expected that after waiting day and night, what she would receive was such a cruel ending!

Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering! true spirit erased!

This meant that Su Changkong had been completely deprived of even the qualification for Reincarnation; in these myriad worlds, not a single trace of his existence remained!