328: Chapter 328 My door isn't one that just anyone can block!

Su Mo looked up, sensing the increasingly clear power of Ascension once again.

"I am about to head to Yunxiao Heaven," Su Mo said to Yun Ge and the others. "I leave this place in your hands."

A trace of reluctance flashed in Yun Ge's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination:

"Rest assured, Senior Su! I will go to Yunxiao Heaven soon as well!"

"Good! Then I will wait for you!"

Having said that, he no longer resisted the power of Ascension.

His Golden Immortal dao rhyme resonated slightly with the Chaos Qi around his body, and a hazy pillar of light descended from the invisible high heavens, enveloping him within it.

Inside the pillar of light, Su Mo's figure gradually became transparent and illusory.

"Everyone, until we meet again."

As his voice fell, the pillar of light and the figure within it dissipated between heaven and earth together, leaving no trace behind.

Yun Ge and the others stood where they were, looking at the spot where Su Mo had disappeared, silent for a long time.

...

Su Mo's vision was filled with a soft white light, before he could even recover.

A deep shout, filled with majesty and cold fury, exploded in his ears like a thunderclap:

"junior! This seat has been waiting for you for a long time!"

From the source of the voice, that undisguised, immense pressure carrying Imperial Dao Dragon Qi and sharp killing intent had already firmly locked onto him!

Su Mo's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked toward the sound.

He saw that not far away, on a jade platform suffused with rich Immortal Spirit Qi, a young man dressed in a dark golden dragon robe stood with his hands behind his back.

His face was seven or eight parts similar to the projection that had descended in the Huangji Immortal Dynasty before, but at this moment, it was a flesh-and-blood entity.

Nine incredibly condensed golden dragon-shaped Luck circled his body, emitting low dragon roars that stirred the surrounding clouds and mist.

"This seat—Zhao Cangqiong!" Zhao Cangqiong's gaze was cold, his voice filled with irrepressible fury. "junior! You seized the national Luck of my Huangji Immortal Dynasty, destroyed my Foundation, and caused this seat to suffer a backlash from Luck, severely damaging my cultivation!"

"For this Karma, today you shall pay with your Indestructible Dao Body!"

Before his voice had even faded, Zhao Cangqiong had already made his move!

He did not use any flashy immortal techniques; he merely took a step forward, raised his right palm, and pressed down vaguely toward Su Mo!

Hum—!

In the entire area where the jade platform was located, space seemed to solidify instantly!

Countless strands of dark golden Imperial Dao Dragon Qi and tangible projections of the Immortal Dynasty's national Luck emerged from thin air, interweaving into a massive net that blotted out the sky, descending directly upon Su Mo!

Zhao Cangqiong attacked in anger, the momentum terrifying.

Even though he had suffered backlash due to the instability of the national Luck and his strength was damaged, the pressure he displayed at this moment was still firmly at the level of a Late Golden Immortal, far beyond what Su Mo, who had just entered this Realm, could compare to.

The dark golden net, woven from Imperial Dao Dragon Qi and projections of national Luck, carried a magnificent heavenly might capable of suppressing a Realm, and it looked as though it was about to completely envelop and Seal Su Mo.

Facing this lethal strike, there was not a trace of panic on Su Mo's face.

He had been mentally prepared for being blocked at the Ascension point to settle scores.

But, his door was not something just anyone can block!

With a slight movement of his mind, the Void Realm behind Su Mo rippled, and a solid world projection suddenly emerged—it was none other than the Cangxu Realm!

"A Golden Immortal who achieved it by refining a Lesser Realm?" A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Cangqiong's eyes, immediately followed by deeper greed.

His Luck was constantly dissipating and leaking away; if he could seize and refine this world, not only could he make up for his losses, but it might even allow his cultivation to advance to the next level!

"For this seat—Suppress!"

He shouted sharply, increasing the power of his palm, and the dark golden net shone even brighter, its descending speed increasing sharply!

However, Su Mo merely stretched out his hand.

His five fingers were slender, and within his palm, Chaos Qi quietly permeated; it was not massive, yet it carried a unique implication.

He just grasped vaguely, as if he intended to grab that net that blotted out the sky.

Crack, crack—!

A teeth-grinding sound of shattering rang out abruptly!

The indestructible dark golden net, containing the power of a Late Golden Immortal and the momentum of an Imperial Dynasty, instantly became covered in spiderweb-like cracks the moment it made contact with the Chaos Qi in Su Mo's palm!

Bang!!!

In less than a single breath, the entire net exploded!

Turning into golden light spots scattered across the sky, they quickly annihilated within the Chaos Qi, failing to cause Su Mo any obstruction!

"How is this possible?!" Zhao Cangqiong's pupils contracted sharply, and he gasped in a low voice.

This strike of his, containing national Luck, would require even a peer of the Late Golden Immortal level to deal with it with all their might; how could it be crushed so casually by a junior who had just entered the Golden Immortal Realm?!

Su Mo slowly withdrew his hand, the projection of the Cangxu Realm behind him flowing slightly, resonating faintly with the increasingly solid Chaos Qi around his body.

Although he was only at the Golden Immortal Early Stage, he bore the power of a world's Origin, held Chaos Qi at the initial Minor Achievement level, and walked the path of the Fallen Immortal.

With these three combined, his true combat power could no longer be measured by ordinary Realms.

Watching the lingering shock on Zhao Cangqiong's face, Su Mo suddenly smiled faintly:

"Since you want an Indestructible Dao Body so much..."

"Then I will give you one."

As his voice fell, the aura around Su Mo changed suddenly!

He closed in directly on Zhao Cangqiong, his speed faster than what was reasonable.

Alarm bells rang wildly in Zhao Cangqiong's heart!

A voice in the dark told him:

Absolutely must not be touched!

Zhao Cangqiong instinctively pushed his speed to the limit, his figure turning into a dark golden stream of light, retreating madly backward at a speed faster than when he had attacked!

"Oh? You are quite vigilant." Su Mo's slightly surprised voice seemed to ring directly in his ear.

Seeing that Zhao Cangqiong was sparing no cost to create distance, making it difficult to catch up with speed in the short term, Su Mo frowned slightly, but his actions did not stop at all.

He raised his left hand and lightly slashed at the Void Realm beside him.

The next instant, a figure appeared beside Su Mo without any warning.

It was none other than Fu Tianming!

"Stop him."

Fu Tianming instantly became clear-headed and immediately understood the situation before him.

He did not hesitate in the slightest, raising his hand to summon the world he had refined, and pursued him while steering it.

"Another Golden Immortal who refined a Lesser Realm?! And a Fallen Immortal at that?!" Zhao Cangqiong was both shocked and angry, unable to help but curse, "Damn it! Since when did so many ownerless Lesser Realms appear below the Yuanguang Realm? And they have all been refined by people?!"

He knew that Lesser Realm resources were scarce; often, a mature and stable Lower Realm had long been targeted or secretly controlled by various forces. Lesser Realms without owners that could be refined and promoted like this were incredibly rare!

To actually encounter two in one day!

With Fu Tianming intercepting and entangling him in front, and Su Mo chasing from behind, although the two were not in sync, they relied on the pressure of the power of a world to form a rapidly tightening giant net.

In less than a moment, Su Mo's figure appeared precisely on his retreat route.

Fu Tianming also closed in from the side and rear.

Two figures, one green and one black, completely surrounded Zhao Cangqiong, who was wearing a dark golden dragon robe, in the middle.