704: Chapter 705 The Holy Son of the Tai Xuan Immortal Palace

Although with their cultivation, this stagnation was so brief it could almost be ignored, in such a life-and-death struggle, this momentary stagnation was the difference between life and death!

Their desperate escape showed a subtle yet fatal lack of coordination and delay.

And this insignificant flaw, under the magnification of the Cant Beat Me Domain, was glaringly clear!

"Break!"

Xiao Ruobai's long halberd was like a dragon, with an abstruse trajectory, piercing with absolute precision into a tiny vortex within the surging torrent of Dragon Qi caused by the stagnation of their Divine Soul.

With one thrust of the halberd, the entire torrent of Dragon Qi collapsed into Chaos and surged backward!

Fang Hanyu merged with his sword, transforming into a gray Chaos Sword Qi. In the blink of an eye, he cut into a nearly non-existent breakpoint in Immortal King Sword Venerable's Heaven-Slaying Sword Intent, caused by the stagnation. Wherever the sword light passed, the Sword Intent collapsed on its own!

Ling Xi's figure was like a ghost, her short blade flickering with ghostly light, piercing directly through the weakest point of the network woven by the sound waves of ten thousand Souls screaming and Soul Power from Sect Master Youming, aiming straight for his Divine Soul core.

Mo Yu roared wildly, his Qilin True Body appearing, his giant claws carrying the brute force to shatter stars.

Ignoring the layers of refraction and defense from Old Ancestor Luotian's ancient mirror, he slammed down on a faint, dim node that had appeared in the flowing mirror light due to the stagnation.

The pitch-black Talisman thrown by Wang Xiaopang turned into countless twisted runic chains in the air.

They instantly wrapped around several spiritual power conversion hubs of Mountain Master Yunmiao's whisk chains, the runes flashing as they forcibly disrupted the operation of his spiritual power.

Precise! Fatal!

"Pfft—!"

"Ah!"

Three abruptly cut-off screams and two muffled groans of pain sounded almost simultaneously.

Sect Master Youming's protective Soul light shattered, Ling Xi's short blade pierced through his brow, and the all-consuming ghostly light instantly shredded his Immortal Soul.

Old Ancestor Luotian's ancient mirror emitted a "crack" sound, countless cracks appeared on the mirror surface, and the mirror light backlashed onto himself. Mo Yu's giant claws followed immediately, slapping him and his protective Immortal light into a mist of blood.

Mountain Master Yunmiao's whisk chains shattered inch by inch, the backlash causing his aura to plummet. Wang Xiaopang's runic chains tightened violently and exploded, and destructive thunder and fire completely engulfed him.

Three Peak Immortal Kings who had shaken the region had fallen!

As for Immortal King Zichen and Immortal King Sword Venerable, at the instant their attacks were broken and the backlash took hold, the shadow of death had already enveloped them.

Xiao Ruobai's halberd, which had pierced the Dragon Qi, swept forward, carrying Annihilation Battle Intent, aiming straight for his throat!

Fang Hanyu's Chaos Sword Qi, which had shattered the Sword Intent, continued on its path without slowing, striking directly at Immortal King Sword Venerable's neck!

Seeing that the two were about to follow in the footsteps of the other three—

Just as the halberd tip reached the throat and the sword light approached the neck!

"Hum—!!!"

On Immortal King Zichen's chest, a majestic and ancient purple dragon-shaped mark suddenly erupted with unprecedented, scorching light.

A vast Imperial might that transcended all things exploded, turning into a solid purple-gold light shield, firmly protecting him!

"Clang!!!"

Xiao Ruobai's long halberd pierced the light shield, emitting a deafening sound. The light shield rippled violently, showing fine cracks, but ultimately it could not be pierced.

The terrifying rebound force caused the webbing between Xiao Ruobai's thumb and forefinger to split, and the halberd almost flew from his grasp.

On the other side, at the center of Immortal King Sword Venerable's brow, a sword mark that was brilliant and pure to the extreme appeared. An supreme Sword Intent that could sever the ages and stood alone in its dominance permeated the air, turning into a Sword Qi barrier as thin as a cicada's wing yet indestructible.

"Ssh—!"

Fang Hanyu's Chaos Sword Qi struck the barrier, erupting with a teeth-grinding friction sound. The Sword Qi and the barrier were violently consumed and dimmed simultaneously, but the barrier was not completely severed, instead forcing Fang Hanyu to retreat several steps.

The Immortal Sovereign's protective mark automatically activated upon sensing that the Host was facing a truly fatal threat!

Zichen and Sword Venerable were pale as paper, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, their eyes filled with the extreme fear of having survived a disaster, as well as a trace of disbelief and relief.

If not for this life-saving mark left by the Immortal Sovereign, they would have already been destroyed, body and Soul, just like Sect Master Youming and the other two!

As for Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, they frowned, the fierce look in their eyes intensifying.

They could feel that the level of power contained within those two layers of protection far exceeded that of an Immortal King, carrying a majesty that made their very Souls tremble.

"Immortal Sovereign mark..." Xiao Ruobai wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth due to the rebound, his eyes icy.

Almost at the same time the marks were activated and blocked the fatal blow, those two marks seemed to be completely ignited, their light penetrating Purple Miasma Mountain and even piercing through the endless Void Realm.

Ziji Imperial Dynasty, Imperial Palace Hall!

In the magnificent Immortal Dynasty hall, the Immortal Sovereign Ziyan, who should have been in the main seat, was currently sitting in the secondary seat on the left.

His aura was restrained, but there was a faint, inconspicuous look of respect between his brows.

And on that purple-gold main seat, which symbolized supreme authority, sat a young man dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe with star patterns.

His cultivation was only at the Early Stage Immortal King, but his aura was as condensed as eternal divine jade. When his eyes opened and closed, it seemed as if galaxies were flickering into existence and extinction. A faint, inscrutable arc played on the corners of his mouth, as if everything in the world was under his control.

He was the Saint of Taixuan Immortal Palace—Chu Yungui.

Beside Chu Yungui, a Gray-Robed Old Man stood quietly. The old man's face was withered, his eyelids drooping as if he might fall asleep at any moment, and he did not leak even a trace of aura from his body.

But whenever Immortal Sovereign Ziyan's peripheral vision swept over him, he would always feel a faint, elusive tremor originating from the depths of his Soul.

This was a Peak Immortal Sovereign Dao Protector, Elder Kurong.

"This time, as our Taixuan Immortal Palace patrols the heavens, Your Majesty Ziyan, being the first to express your loyalty and attach yourself to our palace, is truly a wise move."

Chu Yungui toyed with a piece of spiritual jade in his hand that was flowing with Dao Rhyme, his voice gentle but carrying an unquestionable tone.

"Rest assured, as long as you serve loyally, our palace will naturally not treat you unfairly..."

Before the words fell—

The Immortal Sovereign Ziyan sitting below suddenly changed his expression! The jade cup in his hand turned into powder with a "crack"!

An uncontrollable shock, anger, and grief erupted from his eyes! He had sensed it—Zichen, his own younger brother, had suffered a fatal attack and had triggered his protective mark!

Although this abrupt loss of emotional control and leakage of power was restrained instantly, how could it be hidden from the two on the main seat?

Chu Yungui's fingers toying with the spiritual jade paused slightly, he looked up at Immortal Sovereign Ziyan, and the inscrutable smile on his face vanished.

His eyes were calm and waveless: "Your Majesty Ziyan, do you have some objection to this Saint or to our Taixuan Immortal Palace?"

His tone was still gentle, but the temperature of the entire hall seemed to suddenly drop to freezing point!

Immortal Sovereign Ziyan's heart tightened. He forcibly suppressed his monstrous rage and Killing Intent, immediately stood up, and bowed: "Saint, please calm your anger! This Emperor has absolutely no such intention!"

"It is just that I suddenly sensed that my useless younger brother, Zichen, encountered a life-and-death catastrophe at Purple Miasma Mountain, triggering the protective mark I left on him. For a moment, my mind was agitated, and I lost my composure!"

"Oh?" Chu Yungui raised an eyebrow, the displeasure in his eyes easing slightly, turning into a hint of playfulness.

"Purple Miasma Mountain? Is that the place rumored to Seal an ancient Vicious Beast? Your younger brother certainly has good taste."

Elder Kurong, who was standing to the side, also slowly lifted his drooping eyelids at this moment, his eyes looking toward the direction of Purple Miasma Mountain, and a faint ripple seemed to appear on his face.

"Killing Intent soaring to the heavens, vengeful Souls wailing, Law in Chaos..."

Elder Kurong's voice was hoarse and dry, like two withered leaves rubbing together, "Your Majesty, this continent of yours is quite lively."

Immortal Sovereign Ziyan's face was ugly; Killing Intent and grievance churned in his chest, yet he dared not lash out.

Chu Yungui, however, seemed to have his interest piqued. He stood up, stretched his body, and smiled: "Since Elder Kurong says so, it really has piqued this Saint's curiosity."

"To be able to force a Peak Immortal King to trigger an Immortal Sovereign mark, it seems the opponent is not simple. Your Majesty Ziyan, your younger brother is in danger; as his Elder brother, you should naturally go to rescue him."

He paused, looked at Immortal Sovereign Ziyan, his tone brooking no refusal: "As it happens, this Saint and Elder Kurong have nothing better to do, so we will accompany Your Majesty to join in the fun and see what kind of sacred person it is. How about it?"

Immortal Sovereign Ziyan, concerned for his younger brother, said: "Then I will trouble the Saint and Elder Kurong!"

As the words fell, he could no longer hold back. Taking a step forward, his figure merged into the Void Realm, and he tore through space, heading toward Purple Miasma Mountain.

He had to arrive immediately, save Zichen before the power of the mark dissipated, and tear those ants into ten thousand pieces!

Chu Yungui and Elder Kurong exchanged a glance. The latter flicked his sleeve, space rippled like water, and their figures faded away, as if they had never appeared.