634: Chapter 634 Enemy attack!!!

And at this moment, on the Ten Thousand Immortals Continent hundreds of millions of miles away.

This massive fragment of the immortal realm, named after the Myriad Immortals Sect, was currently bathed in auspicious immortal light that filled the sky.

Seventy-two immortal Peaks stood like swords pointing at the firmament. Amidst the swirling mist, jade pavilions and towers appeared and disappeared; immortal cranes cried in unison, and Auspicious Beasts ran about, presenting a scene of the Righteous Path at its Peak and eternal peace.

The mountain gate of the Myriad Immortals Sect stood atop the myriad mountains in the center of the continent. The main Peak, Ling Xiao, was tens of thousands of miles high, piercing deep into the clouds.

Above the mountain gate, the three ancient seal script characters for "Myriad Immortals Sect" were written with vigorous strokes, each stroke swirling with a vast and majestic Dao Rhyme.

It was as if the Heavenly Dao itself had written them, suppressing the Luck of the entire continent.

As those characters flowed, the faint sound of the Great Dao echoed, cleansing people's hearts and manifesting supreme majesty.

Within the mountain gate, pavilions and terraces were built along the mountainside, with upturned eaves, carved beams, and painted rafters, adorned everywhere with spiritual springs and immortal trees.

A winding corridor connected the seventy-two Peaks. Each Peak had its unique dojo: some were Sword Peaks with Sword Qi piercing the sky, some were Pill Peaks filled with pill fragrance, and some were Talisman Peaks with flowing runes.

On each Peak, hundreds of thousands of Disciples wore uniform moon-white Daoist robes with golden auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the sleeves.

They either sat cross-legged in meditation, breathing in immortal spirit qi that was ten times denser than the outside world.

Below the main Peak, on a ten-thousand-zhang square paved with white jade, messengers from over a hundred vassal forces formed long lines, respectfully and humbly delivering crates of rare resources into the mountain gate.

Ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng, Dragon Scale Fruit containing Dragon Clan essence blood, Star Iron for refining Immortal Artifacts, Bodhi Seeds that could help one comprehend the Dao...

Resources were like a sea, piled up like mountains.

Furthermore, countless Restriction Formations enveloped the entire mountain, layer upon layer—more than ten thousand of them.

The outer layer was the "Nine Heavens Ten Lands Immortal-Slaying Formation," capable of trapping and killing an Immortal Venerable Middle Stage.

The inner layer was the "Myriad Immortals Pilgrimage Grand Formation," the Foundation of the Myriad Immortals Sect's establishment; rumor had it that it could block a strike from a Quasi-Immortal Emperor!

Immortal runes flowed in the Void Realm like chains and heavenly nets, their aura as heavy as an abyss. Ordinary Immortal Venerables would feel suffocated even getting within a hundred miles of the mountain gate.

"Grand Elder Xuan Ming is a great expert at the Immortal Venerable Late Stage, and the 'Myriad Immortals Pilgrimage Art' he Cultivates has reached the Transcendent level.

This time, by personally heading into the depths of Chaos, he will surely find the Taichu Immortal Road and bring back a supreme Opportunity for our Sect."

Inside the discussion hall, a fair-faced, beardless, and elegant Hall Master smiled while stroking his beard, his tone full of confidence.

He was the Hall Master of the Karma Hall, in charge of Sect contributions, rewards, and punishments, holding a venerable status.

"Exactly!" another old man in purple robes with a deep aura echoed. He was the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, with a Peak Immortal Sovereign cultivation.

"When the time comes for our Sect's Disciples to enter the Taichu Ancient Road for tempering and absorb the ancient immortal rhyme, they will surely crush the Prodigies of the same generation!

Perhaps within ten thousand years, another Immortal Venerable will emerge from our Sect!"

In the hall, more than ten Hall Masters and dozens of core Elders were lined up on both sides, each with a powerful aura, the weakest being at the Early Stage of the Immortal Sovereign realm.

Four people sat in the main seats.

In the center was a middle-aged man wearing white-gold Daoist robes and a Nine Dragon Crown. His face was majestic, and as his eyes opened and closed, images of the sun, moon, and stars appeared and vanished.

He was the current Sect Master of the Myriad Immortals Sect, Immortal Venerable Ling Xiao, at the Late Stage of the Immortal Venerable realm, having governed the Sect for thirty thousand years.

To the left was an old woman with white hair and a youthful face, holding a Coiling Dragon Staff, her aura feminine and enduring.

She was Vice Sect Master "Immortal Venerable Ling Yun," an Immortal Venerable Middle Stage.

To the right was a withered-faced, sunken-eyed old man in black robes, his body enveloped in a heart-palpitating Evil Qi.

He was Grand Elder "Immortal Venerable Xing Yu," in charge of the Punishment Hall, also an Immortal Venerable Middle Stage.

At the very end was a middle-aged man with a square face and a natural air of authority. He was the Punishment Elder "Immortal Venerable Tie Mian," an Immortal Venerable Early Stage, specializing in Sect punishments.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ming acts steadily and has the 'Myriad Immortals Token' for protection; there should be no major issues."

Sect Master Ling Xiao spoke slowly, his voice like a great bronze bell, echoing throughout the hall.

"However, recently, the resources paid by those vassal forces seem to be thirty percent less than in previous years?"

"Reporting to the Sect Master," the Karma Hall Master hurriedly bowed, "the Blood Demon Clan has been frequently provoking us at the border, and those forces have suffered significant losses, so..."

"Humph!" Immortal Venerable Xing Yu snorted coldly, and the temperature in the entire hall plummeted.

"The resources must be paid in full! If they are short by even a penny, let them pay with their lives! Our Myriad Immortals Sect protects them, but we are not doing charity!"

"The Grand Elder is absolutely right." Everyone nodded, their faces filled with a sense of entitlement.

In their hearts, the Myriad Immortals Sect was incomparably powerful and righteous, having ruled this fragment of the immortal realm for millions of years.

Vassal forces were merely livestock being raised; if resources were lacking, they would naturally have to use thunderous methods.

This was the majesty of the Myriad Immortals Sect.

However—

At the very moment Immortal Venerable Xing Yu's voice fell!

"Boom—!!!"

The entire Ten Thousand Immortals Continent shook violently!

It wasn't the Peaks shaking, nor the earth trembling, but the massive and heavy fragment of the immortal realm itself, stretching hundreds of millions of miles, that was trembling! Wailing!

Inside the discussion hall, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all stood up.

"What's going on?!"

Sect Master Ling Xiao stepped out and was already high in the sky outside the hall. Looking up, his pupils suddenly constricted.

Above the Myriad Immortals Sect, the auspicious immortal light that had enveloped it for millions of years was now being violently torn apart by an invisible giant hand, shaking, twisting, and shattering!

The sky, which was originally clear and filled with soaring immortal cranes, was instantly shrouded in a darkness as thick as ink.

That was not clouds, nor mist, but a pure, absolute "ink-color" that seemed capable of swallowing all light and hope.

Ink-colored Dao Rhyme swept in like a tide, silent and soundless, yet invincible.

"Enemy attack—!!!"

The shrill sound of alarm bells rang through the seventy-two Peaks, each ring more urgent than the last, each ring more desperate than the last.

Not just the discussion hall, but the entire Myriad Immortals Sect—hundreds of thousands of Disciples, thousands of Elders, and over a hundred Hall Masters.

Even the vassal messengers queuing outside the mountain gate were all stunned by this sudden turn of events.

They looked up at the ink-colored darkness swallowing the sky, feeling the pressure that made their immortal Souls tremble.

A fear originating from biological instinct, like a cold venomous snake, crawled up their spines to the tops of their heads.

"Activate the Sect Protection Grand Formation!!!"

Sect Master Ling Xiao's voice was like Nine Heavens thunder, echoing through heaven and earth.

"Buzz—buzz buzz buzz—!!!"

Ten thousand layers of Formations lit up simultaneously!

The Nine Heavens Ten Lands Immortal-Slaying Formation turned into a golden light shield ten thousand miles in diameter, with runes flowing upon it like chains across the sky.

The inner Myriad Immortals Pilgrimage Grand Formation erupted with even more magnificent immortal light. Phantoms of gods and immortals appeared on the light shield, chanting sutras in unison, their Dao sounds vast!

With the peerless Formations stacked, even a Peak Immortal Venerable expert could not hope to break through in a short time!

This was the confidence the Myriad Immortals Sect had relied on for millions of years!

However—

"Boom—!!!"

A terrifying roar that did not come from hearing, but directly shook the Foundation of the entire continent and resounded through the Souls of all living beings, exploded without warning!

The Ten Thousand Immortals Continent, this massive and heavy fragment of the immortal realm stretching hundreds of millions of miles, was at this moment shaken violently as if held in the hand of a giant!

Mountains shifted, rivers flowed backward, and countless web-like spatial cracks appeared in the firmament!

"What's going on?!"

Sect Master Ling Xiao instantly appeared high in the sky outside the hall, followed closely by the other Hall Masters and Elders. Everyone looked up, their faces written with shock and suspicion.

Above the Myriad Immortals Sect, the auspicious immortal light that had enveloped it for millions of years was crudely torn apart by a brute and peerless force!

A "darkness" as thick as ink, as if capable of swallowing all light, washed over the horizon like a tide, instantly staining the entire firmament!

Within the darkness, two figures, like demon gods stepping out from the deepest part of the Nine Nether, descended without warning into the Void Realm directly above the Ling Xiao main Peak.