786: Chapter 787 The Myriad Immortals Sect Moves!

Everyone retained the complete Immortal Emperor experience from the illusion.

The power was fake, the imperial throne was illusory, but the Great Dao touched, the Laws perceived, and the imperial heart experienced during that ten-thousand-year imperial journey were all real.

This was the ultimate supreme fortune of the Ancient God Burial Plain.

It was not a rigid imperial dao true seed, nor cold Heaven And Earth Treasures, but a real Emperor Realm experience gifted to the Prodigies, exhausting the Immortal Realm Origin and costing twenty percent of its foundation.

However, after the brief shock and ecstasy, a deeper, colder doubt quietly sprouted in the hearts of many.

Xiao Ruobai clenched his fists; his fingertips seemed to still retain the bone-chilling and corrosive strange power transmitted from the enemy's weapons when he fought those pitch-black demonic shadows.

That feeling was too real, so real it didn't seem like something created out of thin air.

"Black Abyss..."

He silently recited this term he had learned in the illusion, his brows furrowing slightly.

Why would the will of the immortal domain expend such a price to let us experience being destroyed by such a power?

Fang Hanyu slowly opened his eyes; the Sword Intent in his gaze had not dissipated, but it held a hint more gravity.

In the illusion, that darkness that blotted out the sun and that strange aura that devoured Laws were definitely not something ordinary Heart Demons or illusions could simulate.

"Could there really be such a great enemy as the 'Black Abyss' outside the Immortal Realm?"

A terrifying thought uncontrollably surfaced in the hearts of many Prodigies, and silent communication clashed in their eyes.

The will of the immortal domain did not explain; the Dao voice's lingering charm continued to spread. From above the firmament, spots of golden light fell, accurately merging into the bodies of the fifty Prodigies below.

The dao seeds they had struggled for earlier and which had subsequently gone silent now radiated majestic vitality once more, with Dao Rhyme flowing through them.

A thick and pure aura of Laws permeated from everyone, appearing even more miraculous than when they first obtained them.

"Within a seven-day limit, you may stay here to quietly refine your dao seeds and comprehend your gains."

"After seven days, the Heaven-Reaching Platform of the Pure Land will rise for the ranking challenge to determine the victor."

"The one at the top of the rankings shall be bestowed—the imperial dao true seed."

"The rest shall each receive fortunes according to their rank; the higher the rank, the greater the fortune."

The ancient Dao voice announced calmly, yet it was like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's hearts.

The imperial dao true seed!

This was the supreme Opportunity for which any Cultivator would risk their life.

Even though everyone had just experienced the baptism of being an Imperial Sovereign of the illusion, the imperial dao true seed could save countless years and allow one to quickly become an Immortal Emperor.

In an instant, fifty gazes met, and invisible sparks seemed to fly in the air.

Ling Guzhou held his ancient sword, Sword Qi naturally arising around him, cutting and reorganizing the permeating Dao Rhyme; beneath his silence was an unshakable Sword Heart.

Li Xuanfeng's body naturally flowed with Noble Qi, his Dao Heart clear. He looked at the invisible Heaven-Reaching Platform on the firmament that seemed to lead to the highest point, his gaze calm and steady.

Gu Shitian grinned, revealing snow-white and sharp teeth, golden light blazing in his eyes—it was an undisguised desire for conquest.

Mo Yuan Cang hammered his chest, his low growl like thunder.

Huang Jiutian's phoenix eyes lifted slightly, and Ao Zhan's dragon prestige was secretly contained... Everyone's heart surged with excitement and fighting spirit because of this final goal.

After a brief silence, everyone coincidentally found places with dense Dao Rhyme within this Imperial Domain space and sat down cross-legged.

There was no communication, no hesitation; seven days would pass in a flash, and every second was incredibly precious.

Refining the dao seeds and consolidating the incredibly precious Immortal Emperor insights gained from the illusion, they deeply merged that illusory experience with their own real dao foundation.

Increasing their strength as much as possible, even by a tiny bit, was all to add a margin of victory for the ranking battle in seven days.

Intense Dao Rhyme enveloped them; the fifty auras were either sharp, heavy, ethereal, or grand.

In this space shrouded by the will of the immortal domain, they slowly rose, merged, and collided, even faintly inducing the surrounding Laws to resonate with them, manifesting various phenomena.

Deep in the void, the Primordial Soul and the will of the immortal domain quietly watched the fifty young figures below who were immersed in Cultivation.

Their gazes lingered for a moment on Xiao Ruobai's group as well as Ling Guzhou, Li Xuanfeng, Gu Shitian, and the other top Prodigies, their eyes full of scrutiny and expectation.

"Many of these Prodigies have Heart-Nature, talent, perseverance, and Opportunity... all of the highest caliber."

The Primordial Soul's mental fluctuations carried a trace of imperceptible satisfaction.

"This heart refinement trial has washed away the sand to reveal the gold; the quality of the gold obtained is somewhat beyond expectations."

The will of the immortal domain's gaze fluctuated slightly: "They are indeed unpolished jades worthy of carving.

Given time, they might not fail to grow and could perhaps become the pillars of the future Immortal Realm in resisting the Black Abyss."

"However," the Primordial Soul's will spoke again, "the threat of the Black Abyss is becoming more urgent by the day. The time they have to grow is likely not much. Although hope has increased, the road ahead remains bleak."

"Do one's best and leave the rest to fate. The seeds have been sown; let's see how far they can go."

The will of the immortal domain's gaze slowly withdrew, disappearing into the depths of the endless Laws, leaving only silent expectations and heavy pressure permeating this space for nurturing the sparks of hope.

Meanwhile, across the vast territories of the Immortal Realm, a shocking storm suddenly erupted.

The Qingyun Sect, which had always been obscure and regarded only as a third-rate power, suddenly awakened like a prehistoric beast that had slept for eons, mobilizing its troops on all fronts without any warning.

Hundreds of thousands of elite Cultivators, clad in uniform Qingyun battle armor, were divided into the Four Symbols War Department: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

The military formations were orderly, advancing and retreating as one, like four sharp, peerless blades sweeping directly across the surrounding territory.

In terms of numbers, this army was not particularly striking in the vast Immortal Realm, but the slaughtering power it displayed terrified all surrounding forces.

Ordinary small and medium-sized Sects surrendered at the first sign of trouble, while forces with some foundation hastily set up arrays to resist. Even second-rate Sects with Immortal Sovereign experts could not withstand their advance; their mountain-protecting arrays were broken through one after another, and their lines of defense collapsed instantly.

The Qingyun Sect acted with great order, never creating unnecessary slaughter; they suppressed stubborn resistors with iron and blood, incorporated those whose cause was lost, and quickly integrated territories, gathered personnel, and stockpiled resources, consolidating their gains step by step.

Their actions were definitely not as superficial as an ordinary Sect fighting for territory; they were clearly clearing out regional forces according to a plan, secretly accumulating foundation.

In a short time, the name of the Qingyun Sect resounded across dozens of Immortal Realms, and its sudden rise shocked all directions.

Countless established forces were filled with suspicion, unable to guess the origin or true intentions of this power that had appeared out of nowhere.

Before the various forces had time to investigate further, a more terrifying top-tier battle broke out in the core heartland of the Immortal Realm!

The Myriad Immortals Sect, which controlled the overall situation of the Righteous Path in the Immortal Realm, suddenly declared war with its entire Sect, pointing its blades directly at the Wandao Pavilion, launching a Sect-extermination war without any prior negotiation.

The gates of the Myriad Immortals Sect swung open, and terrifying figures stepped out, their pressure shaking the universe as they pounced on the Wandao Pavilion's important strongholds, resource Secret Realms, and core branch pavilions spread throughout the Immortal Realm.

Divine light collided, scattering all clouds, and Laws tore through the sky. This confrontation between top hegemons was far superior in scale and intensity to the regional sweep of the Qingyun Sect.

This was a hegemon-level collision sufficient to shake the very structure of the Immortal Realm!