343: Chapter 343 Immortal Touches the Top

"Puff—!"

"Urghhh—!"

Several muffled groans and short, sharp screams, suppressed to the extreme but filled with boundless fear and agony, erupted from different directions almost simultaneously—

The voices were hoarse and broken, filled with incredulous despair, as if they could not believe until their dying breath that they had fallen so easily!

Immediately, several clouds of blood mist, containing immense life essence and shattered Law, burst silently in the Void Realm!

Before the scarlet blood droplets could scatter, they were swiftly devoured and purified by the Chaos aura radiating from the World Tree Manifestation—not even a trace remained!

It was as if those supreme experts who had once stirred up trouble and dominated their regions had never existed in this world at all!

One sword strike.

Merely one sword strike.

Destroying all the ambushers!

Even the main bodies of the most powerful Divine Thoughts that were lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity—all were annihilated, leaving nothing behind!

The world went silent!

The wind stopped.

The clouds ceased.

The thunder fell quiet.

Even the Chaos Lightning Tribulation, roaring and churning, intending to destroy everything, seemed to be intimidated by the power of that one sword strike—it eerily froze for a moment!

The speed of the churning tribulation clouds slowed down, and the originally violent power of the thunder became much more docile; the purple lightning no longer danced wildly, and the thunder pillars ceased to gather!

It was as if it were in fear, in submission, bowing its head to this powerful being who had descended upon the world!

Just then—

"It... it's him!!"

A sharp, distorted cry, cracked from extreme fear, suddenly came from the distant clouds, piercing the deathly silence!

The space there fluctuated violently and shattered layer by layer, as if unable to bear the crushing force of some terrifying power—a figure shrouded in hazy Immortal radiance, whose aura had originally been as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea, stumbled out from the Void Realm crack, looking wretched!

This person wore an embroidered Daoist robe, a purple-gold crown on his head, and a jade belt at his waist—he was none other than the current Sect Master of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Dao Sect, the only super power in the Eastern Region, Immortal Master Yunmiao!

At this moment, he no longer had any of the dignity or composure of a Sect Master!

His Daoist robe was tattered and charred everywhere!

The Immortal radiance around his body was dim and flickering!

Shocking blood hung from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his jaw and staining the fabric on his chest red!

His face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color!

Those eyes, which once looked down on the Eastern Region with arrogance, were now bloodshot—the depths of his eyes were filled with boundless horror and bone-deep fear!

He pointed a trembling finger at Chu Changsheng, his knuckles turning white, his voice hoarse and intermittent from extreme terror, like a dying man whose throat had been strangled, his breath as thin as silk:

"Immortal descending to the world... World Tree shadow... Imperial Weapon nine heavens dragon roar sword... That's right! It's him! A month ago, in the Central Plains, the Myriad Demon Palace... the entire palace was annihilated, not even a chicken or dog was left alive!"

"It is said that they were leveled by one sword strike... from an Immortal who wielded the World Tree Manifestation and held an Imperial Weapon!"

"His aura and the vague images and aura recorded in the Sect's ancient texts... are exactly the same as what is before me! He... he is the one who destroyed the Myriad Demon Palace... Chu Changsheng!"

"Myriad Demon Palace... Chu Changsheng..."

These words, like the most terrifying curse, followed Immortal Master Yunmiao's terrified scream, passing through the still-shaking Void Realm, carrying endless chill, and instantly spread to the ears of every old monster present who still had consciousness—drilling deep into their Divine Soul!

The Myriad Demon Palace!

This was a super power in the Central Plains with deep foundations and a fearsome reputation!

With a heritage spanning eternity, the palace even had sleeping ancient Demon Saints guarding it—its strength was monstrous, capable of making the Central Plains tremble with a single stomp, and even the major Immortal Sects had to give it a wide berth!

Yet a month ago, it was wiped out?

Not a chicken or dog left?

And the culprit is this man before them, who looks young, wears simple clothes, and stands calmly beneath the Heavenly Tribulation?!

Boom—!

It was as if a bolt of divine lightning from the Nine Heavens had exploded in everyone's hearts—shaking their Divine Soul so violently that smoke seemed to pour from their seven orifices!

Those ancient beings who had been attracted by the aura of Chu Changsheng's Sacred Body, blinded by greed, or even provoked into ferocity by the Heavenly Dao Lightning Tribulation, wanting to seize the opportunity to strike—were now as if doused from head to toe with freezing water from the Nine Heavens!

A bone-chilling cold rushed up their spines to their crowns, instantly freezing their Divine Soul and icing over their limbs and bones!

Boundless fear gripped their hearts, making even breathing difficult—their bodies were cold, and their hair stood on end!

Greed had long since been crushed into powder by fear!

Ferocity had vanished without a trace!

Only the instinct to survive made them afraid to even move—fearing that they might attract the attention of that god of slaughter and end up with the same fate as the Myriad Demon Palace!

Fear, like a monstrous tide, with Chu Changsheng as the center, spread wildly in all directions—instantly sweeping across the entire firmament of the Eastern Region, suppressing all living beings until they could not breathe!

All thoughts, all greed, were ground into dust under the ripples spread by that broken sword—deep within their Divine Soul, only one crazed thought remained: Run!

Do everything possible to get as far away from this star of calamity as possible!

On the peak of a distant mountain, the old man who had just been standing stiff and trembling was now scrambling and crawling toward the depths of a mountain ravine—his protective spiritual light had long been cast to the Nine Heavens!

Jagged rocks tore through his withered flesh, and blood splattered onto the wild grass, but he was completely unaware, only hating that his feet were too slow!

Those ancient beings hiding in the Void Realm dared not hesitate for even a fraction—the gale winds tearing through space churned the clouds like angry waves, and their escape lights were so fast that only afterimages remained!

The regret that their parents hadn't given them two more legs became their most genuine obsession at this moment—fearing that if they left a second late, they would end up with their bodies and souls destroyed!

But this sky-filling panic, bone-deep trembling, and extreme despair did not affect Chu Changsheng's gaze in the slightest.

His vision pierced through the scattering streamers of light and crossed over the trembling fleeing figures scattered everywhere—from beginning to end, it remained fixed only on the small figure below.

Luo Xiaojiu, who had just barely opened her eyes.

The young girl's long eyelashes fluttered, and the divine light blooming in the depths of her eyes was wrapped in a trace of confusion and a trace of shock.

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek, the skin her fingertips touched was warm—but inside her body, a world-shaking transformation had already taken place!

The Meridians that were once so frail they seemed ready to break were now surging with scorching power, like magma flowing through her limbs and bones!

The Divine Soul that had once been dim and drifting was being layered in a warm, gentle golden light—warmth rippled through her Sea of Consciousness, and even the patterns of her Divine Soul were being carefully nourished!

She could even clearly hear the roar of her surging blood—like ten thousand horses trampling through mountain passes, shaking her bones until they trembled!

And above the firmament, the Chaos Lightning Tribulation, which had paused for a moment, seemed to be thoroughly enraged by the brief silence stirred up by the three words "Chu Changsheng".

How could the majesty of the Heavenly Dao be provoked?

The purple-gold tribulation clouds churned more violently than ever!

The thick clouds were like ink, pressing down on the earth in layers—the rolling thunder was like the roar of an ancient giant beast, shaking the entire Eastern Region until it trembled, making the mountains moan and the rivers ripple!

Within the tribulation clouds, the thunder danced wildly like dragons and snakes, accumulating power even more terrifying than before—carrying the anger and the final madness of the Heavenly Dao!

A pillar of lightning, more than three times thicker than the previous one, crashed down!

This time—the momentum was even greater than before!

Inside the light pillar, it was no longer pure destructive thunder; there were also chains of Law, pitch-black like ink, flickering in and out of existence!

The chains were engraved with dense, ancient runes, the edges gleaming with a cold light, majestic enough to be suffocating—this was the shackle of the Heavenly Dao!

It sought to lock away all vitality of the Heaven-Defying one below, severing her path of the Dao for the next tens of millions of years!

Only then did Chu Changsheng slightly lift his head, his ink-colored eyes calm and waveless, looking at the incoming destructive pillar of light that was fierce enough to annihilate a Saint Revered Master.

The nine heavens dragon roar sword in his hand seemed to sense the immense pressure of the Heavenly Tribulation—the sword body suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a low hum that sounded like unwillingness and longing, causing ripples to appear in the Void Realm!

Within those spiderweb-like cracks, a faint, imperceptible pale gold Dragon Qi flowed slowly, winding up along the sword's spine—a dragon's roar faintly whispered from deep within the sword body, as if a loyal war steed were urging its Revered Master: Swing the sword to destroy this sky-filling thunder, drink up the tribulation fire!

Chu Changsheng turned his wrist slightly, the broken sword pointing diagonally at the firmament—the sword spine reflected the sky-filling purple lightning, and it actually gave birth to a sharp edge that looked down upon the world!

"The Immortal touches the crown, granting you longevity. The Immortal grows angry, and can also—cut the sky with one sword!"

The instant the Sword Intent rose, the surrounding Void Realm let out a collective, unbearable moan!

The branches and leaves of the World Tree Manifestation behind him swayed violently, and the hanging tassels of Law jingled, the clear, resonant sound shaking the world—as if responding to the monstrous Battle Intent of this Imperial Weapon!

The Laws between heaven and earth froze at this moment!

But in the end—Chu Changsheng did not swing the sword.

Just as the Chaos Lightning Tribulation, carrying the chains of Law and the power to destroy the world, was about to completely swallow Luo Xiaojiu's small figure—he did something that made the hearts of all those watching from the shadows stop and their Divine Souls tremble violently!

He let go of his hand.

His five fingers opened slowly—without a shred of attachment, without the slightest hesitation!

The broken Imperial Weapon, which was still humming endlessly and longing to drink the tribulation and destroy the enemy, did not fall to the earth as everyone expected—instead, it hovered three feet to his side!

The sword body trembled more and more violently, emitting a low and unwilling dragon's roar—like a loyal guard forced to restrain its edge, yet still ready to strike at any moment!

The Dragon Qi on the sword surged, ready to protect its Revered Master at any time!

Chu Changsheng's gaze passed over the sea of lightning that seemed to burn the sky and boil the sea, passed over the hideously entwining chains of Law—and still fell calmly on Luo Xiaojiu.

In the eyes the young girl had just opened, the shock and confusion of the Sacred Body's awakening still remained—but now they clearly reflected the sky-filling tribulation thunder, as well as the back of her Revered Master, standing tall like an eternal divine mountain.

This back was slender, yet it seemed able to prop up the entire collapsing firmament—blocking all the Heavenly might behind him, causing her heart, which had been slightly bewildered by facing the anger of the Heavenly Dao, to instantly calm down, as if it had found its home.

"Xiao Jiu."

His voice was not loud, yet it seemed to carry the most wondrous power in the world—piercing through the deafening roar of the thunder, piercing through the layers of space, and resounding directly in the deepest part of Luo Xiaojiu's Sea of Consciousness!

It was as clear as a whisper in her ear, carrying an unquestionable power: "The Sacred Body has just awakened and needs the tempering of the tribulation fire to become true gold. The path of the Dao is walked alone—some roads must be walked by yourself; some tribulations must be crossed by yourself."

There was no extra comfort, no tedious admonitions—only this resounding sentence, like a stabilizing needle, instantly calming the bewilderment that had instinctively arisen in Luo Xiaojiu due to facing the Heavenly might!

It caused her restless mind—to instantly settle.