Helian Chengyun stood suspended across the void, aiming to shoot down the entire sun elven race all by himself!
In the sky, the sixth-realm experts of the sun elven race were appalled, their minds on the verge of tearing apart. If struck like this, their entire race would plummet.
If they were cut off and trapped by those human ancestral masters who dared slay gods and slaughter immortals, what good end could possibly await them?
With a resounding boom, a blazing sun rose steadily between heaven and earth, meeting that blinding arrow light.
The sixth-realm elder elf transformed himself into a sun, risking everything to clash head-on against this arrow.
Inside the city atop the coffin board, many sun elves turned pale, crying out in terror.
"Grand Elder!"
Dazzling radiance burst forth here. The arrow, resembling a heaven-shaking rainbow, warped space itself as it streaked through with extreme speed, obliterating the dense night mist along its path.
"Ah..."
Inside that blazing sun, the elven expert screamed, his voice shaking heaven and earth.
The shield he offered up shattered, followed by his armor, which melted and evaporated like ice and snow before a furnace.
Beneath the night sky, thunder seemed to detonate. The sun was pierced clean through by the arrow spanning heaven and earth, disintegrating with a deafening crash.
Helian Chengyun drew his bow and shot the sun, piercing and detonating it in a single strike!
"Heavens, Grand Elder!"
In the city, countless sun elves cried out in disbelief, their hearts leaping into their throats.
This concerned the destiny of their race, yet their formidable Grand Elder... had been blown apart in an instant by this one arrow.
In the night sky, the sun burst apart and streaming radiance scattered in all directions, dispelling the darkness and shattering the vast expanse of dark clouds—a spectacle visible even from immense distances.
"Do not panic! That is the Grand Elder's conscious spiritual light; he hasn't fallen!" someone shouted to reassure the others.
Yet when the elder elf reappeared, pale golden blood poured ceaselessly from his mouth—all of it materialized from pure yang consciousness. It indicated he had suffered an unimaginable blow and was still shedding "Pure Yang blood."
Helian Chengyun said coldly, "Struck by this arrow of mine, even if you don't die, you lose half your life. Do wrong, and you pay the price!"
Moreover, without the slightest pause, his second arrow had already shot forth with ferocious force, tearing through the night curtain as it pursued the city borne upon the colossal coffin board.
The arrow moved at extreme speed, arriving in the blink of an eye.
This arrow struck like an otherworldly comet blasting across the sky, its momentum overwhelmingly violent.
The spells cast by many sun elves were nothing more than ants attempting to shake a giant tree; whether spiritual tools unleashed or incantations woven, all were directly obliterated by that arrow's light.
Its momentum was like a cascade of starry rivers plunging straight from the highest heavens, utterly unstoppable.
Aboard the colossal coffin board, two elderly sun elves roared, joining forces to offer up a broken stele. It seemed to possess an illustrious origin—guarding the Immortal Tomb as they did, it was likely an immortal item obtained in the vicinity.
The broken stele was covered densely with characters, endless runes flowing across its surface.
Yet as the arrow struck, the stone stele radiating tens of thousands of strands of immortal light still failed to hold out, blasting apart in that very instant.
"No!" many sun elves screamed.
Although the entire city was shielded by a light barrier, it now shuddered violently, and several areas began collapsing.
What was more, Helian Chengyun's third arrow arrived.
"How can this be?!"
Many cried out in despair.
Three elder elves of the ancestral master tier simultaneously transformed into blazing suns, uniting their might to block this arrow.
Yet, it abruptly vanished from the void.
The arrow, which had streaked across the sky like a divine rainbow, bypassed them and descended toward the sun elven race's city.
"Roar!"
Beneath the night sky, an unknown creature let out an earth-shaking roar. The entire vast desert rocked violently as surging mist rose skyward, blotting out everything from view.
Beyond the desert, everyone was deeply shaken.
Was Helian Chengyun's divine might so world-astounding that he would wipe out an entire race in three arrows?
However, no one could see what happened next.
Until the thick fog exploded outward once more, and people widened their eyes in shock, staring at the night sky in utter horror.
An immensely thick, massive hand covered in dense black hair reached from the ground into the night sky, snatching toward Helian Chengyun.
It was boundless in size, and its chilling aura blanketed heaven and earth, sending tremors through the souls of onlookers far in the distance.
The colossal hand spanned all distance; with a boom, it clutched and completely enveloped the bow-wielding figure.
That creature blotted out the sky with a single hand, an appalling sight.
"What happened?"
"Did an immortal emerge into the world?" Many trembled to their cores, swallowing hard. This was entirely different from what they had imagined.
"Ancestral Master!" Disciple after disciple of the immortal path cried out. Helian Chengyun was clutched in that pitch-black hand; the sight was simply terrifying.
Not long ago, the Supreme Sect Master of the Yuxian Sect had been displaying his supreme might, yet how had he been snatched away by an unknown creature in the blink of an eye?
Was that an immortal? But its form was far too grotesque.
Clang!
Even across endless distances, a metallic chime reverberated between heaven and earth, as if resonating with Dao rhythm.
Helian Chengyun, appearing as a youth, materialized once again in the night sky. His expression was stern and cold. His red-gold armor unleashed streaks of immortal radiance like blooming phoenix plumes. Spinning upward into the sky, he ripped through the pitch-black hand and broke free.
Turning, he loosed another arrow. With a boom, the colossal hand covered in thick black hair was instantly shredded and mangled, blood splattering in all directions.
"An ancestral master is battling an immortal?!" Waves of turbulent emotion surged through many hearts.
In an instant, Helian Chengyun dove downward, joining the great battle in the Immortal Tomb region.
"Why would an immortal take such a form?" some youths asked in confusion.
A grandmaster spoke up: "What did you think immortals looked like?"
Grandmaster Ling Canghai said, "Immortals come in every imaginable form. Some are fiercer than vengeful wraiths, far uglier. Sacred, ethereal, and transcendent immortals are merely a tiny fraction of their whole."
This instantly redefined the understanding of many; immortals were quite different from what they had previously envisioned.
The vast desert spanned an immense territory, yet now it trembled as a whole, as if the gates to another world had swung open and heaven and earth were about to turn upside down.
Everyone felt a palpitating dread and horror, struggling even to keep their footing on the ground. Though they had retreated far enough, their souls still quivered deep within.
What kind of terrifying realm was that? The spreading waves of pressure were simply too frightful.
Clearly, the ancestral masters and the immortals had broken into an exceptionally bloody war.
A grandmaster unleashed an extraordinary treasure, which turned into streaks of light surging into the sky.
Several Heaven-Illuminating Treasure Mirrors hovered against the night curtain, seeking to reflect the images of the battle between the ancestral masters and the immortals.
Instantly, gasps of astonishment rang out from many.
One of the Heaven-Illuminating Mirrors revealed a wondrous spectacle: a boundless sea of blood, upon which a figure stood on a small boat, crossing the sea alone.
"How can the Immortal Tomb grounds be so massive? It's as though a brand-new world has opened up, and a terrifying immortal race has emerged!"
Many felt their heads swelling with dread; such an unexpected turn far exceeded their expectations.
No wonder the ancestral masters wanted to shoot down the sun elven race. This was no simple burial ground at all; it contained its own hidden universe, like an independently carved-out realm.
Right now, they were going to war against a whole host of the most frightening creatures.
"Dwelling within are definitely more than just one or two immortal-like creatures!"
Even grandmasters were horrified. This was no longer something as simple as archaeology and unearthing tombs.
If there was a horde of immortals, this was nothing short of a monstrous catastrophe.
Waging war against a multitude of immortals? The mere thought made everyone's scalps tingle.
Across the boundless sea of blood, great waves surged and swelled. A figure shrouded entirely in white mist stood at the bow of the boat, having already crossed the sea.
Within that sea, copious immortal dao runes blazed to life, preparing to invade the realm of reality and surge into the desert.
Just then, a figure like a magnificent sun descended from the heavens. Broad of frame, he struck out with a single palm toward the immortal upon the lonely boat in the sea of blood.
"The sea of blood is boundless; turn back and find the shore. Turn around!"
The Present Rulai struck, intercepting this immortal-like creature from reaching the shore.
In an instant, monstrous waves surged here, blood-red hues submerging the high heavens and painting the entire world scarlet.
High above, that Heaven-Illuminating Mirror seemed to be struck by a spray of bloody surf; it blurred instantly, the mirror face dyed a deep crimson, blotting out all sight.
Ling Canghai said, "It wasn't hit by the bloody water. It's just that the immortal dao runes emanating from there are too terrifying, damaging the Heaven-Illuminating Mirror."
Another Heaven-Illuminating Mirror glowed, capturing another area of the Immortal Tomb territory. At first slightly hazy, it gradually sharpened into view.
It was an extremely frigid frozen earth—more precisely, a boundless netherland. A woman draped in sheer white gauze strolled through the Yin soil, walking toward the outer world.
Rarely enough, she was an immortal with a relatively ethereal appearance.
Yet when she raised her head, a shiver ran down everyone's spine. Upon her exquisitely beautiful face, her eyes were a dead, ashen gray, slightly hollow, with two trails of bloody tears streaming down her cheeks.
And when she smiled faintly toward the mirror, it became even more chilling.
With a crack, deep fissures appeared across the mirror surface. This female immortal walking out from the Yin soil seemed extraordinarily horrifying; with merely a sweep of her gaze, she damaged the precious mirror.
Before the mirror shattered entirely, people saw her glide through the air toward the ancestral masters with that smile, surging with sky-high killing intent. Having already rushed out of the nether earth, she seemed to warp the entire world around her.
"Just how many immortals are there? Can the ancestral masters hold them back?" Cultivators of every path had already retreated to an exceptionally distant territory, yet intense unease filled their hearts.
"The sun elven race harbored evil intentions; they truly deserve to be wiped out completely! To lure the ancestral masters into an unimaginably perilous death-trap... There is an entire immortal race here!"
People suspected that the sun elven race might be so-called tomb keepers, or rather immortal keepers, offering sacrifices and blood food to the immortals underground at regular intervals.
"Perhaps the sun elven race wanted to seize this opportunity to break free from this Immortal Tomb region?"
"May the ancestral masters overcome the immortals and reign invincible!"
At this moment, the third Heaven-Illuminating Mirror captured a scene: an eccentric figure with disheveled hair. On the left side of his body, fallen blossoms drifted in profusion, crystalline petals dancing across the sky in utter sanctity.
Yet on the right side of his body burned yellow spirit paper, fluttering in swirling gusts, sending vast showers of ash drifting down.
One half of his body was sacred, while the other half surged with suffocating Yin mist.
"I attained immortality in the Yin Tomb and now return to the mortal world. Have you all come to pay respects and welcome my return?" he spoke.
On his face, the left side had translucent, glowing flesh, while the right side was pitch-black and nearly rotting; when he smiled, it was exceptionally spine-chilling.
Boom!
Awaiting him was a world-shocking bolt of lightning. An elder ancestral master of the esoteric sect descended, frightening thunderous light flowing over his entire body, accompanied by various miraculous visions—such as the Duke of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning appearing beside him simultaneously.
The esoteric sect's elder ancestral master was taking on an immortal all by himself right here!
While everyone outside was deeply shaken, endless worry also weighed on them. Just how many immortals were there here?
Can the ancestral masters hold them off? Why was each ancestral master daring to single-handedly intercept an immortal-like creature now? Was it out of supreme confidence, or a shortage of manpower?
"I return from the Immortal Capital, taking the old path of the Yin Tomb to re-enter the mortal world. My thanks to you juniors for ushering me back."
At that moment, another Heaven-Illuminating Mirror captured a startling sight: an immortal-like creature was striding through the void, his entire body radiating dazzling light that illuminated the whole territory.
Beneath his feet appeared a dazzling road composed entirely of Dao rhythm; it was as though he were treading upon the materialized Great Dao as he advanced.
And beside him followed several other immortals, all immensely majestic, closing in upon the ancestral masters.
"Is this... still a reclamation?"
Seeing this, many felt a chill run through their entire bodies. Even if the ancestral masters possessed heaven-reaching, earth-shaking powers, could they really hold off so many immortals?
In everyone's eyes, it seemed like a natural calamity descending upon the world.
The ancestral masters battling immortals left everyone stretched to the absolute limit of tension. This was an unprecedented catastrophe.
Chapter 304