"I also once tried to follow an obscure intuition to search for this person's tracks, but it all ended in failure..." the Holy Emperor said, feeling the rising winds in the star sea.
The star sea's revival and its confrontation with the residual True Immortal power was an arduous, drawn-out process.
Converted to a human timescale, it would last for over a decade.
Before this star sea storm reached its peak, he could reopen hostilities with Chuanfa at any time.
A temporary truce did not mean an eternal reconciliation.
Choosing to cease fighting and investigate the mastermind first, aside from their genuine parity in strength that made victory uncertain, also involved some consideration of buying time.
The Holy Emperor's gaze inadvertently swept toward the distant Xuanhuang Realm.
The steadily growing number of cultivators who were establishing the foundation with oneself was constantly undermining Chuanfa's foundation.
The Stone Slab and Ruomu's plan to establish Xuanhuang's orthodoxy was also progressing with extraordinary speed, as the Sacred Dynasty had taken over vast swaths of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals' former territory.
Until the star sea storm intensified to its peak, stalling worked in the Holy Emperor's favor.
Since Chuanfa had brought it up himself, the Holy Emperor naturally welcomed it.
Moreover, the effort to fish for treasures in the fishing pond had never ceased for a single moment.
Perhaps during this period, something capable of turning the tide of battle would be reeled in.
With his thoughts racing, he relayed orders to his subordinates through the great net of stars. Even as he spoke with Chuanfa, the Holy Emperor forced a drop of blood from between his brows.
Chuanfa gave a light cough. First, he restored the tall crown that had been lopped off in the recent battle.
Then, surging radiance enveloped him, masking the fine wounds all over his body.
Witnessing this, the Holy Emperor grew pensive. *Could Chuanfa be playing for time just to take the opportunity to comprehend the principle that the false becomes real?*
He harbored such a suspicion, yet the Holy Emperor was not worried that Chuanfa could master it within this window.
For he had an obscure premonition that the method of "when the real is taken for false, the false also becomes real" possessed its own unique essence.
It was not something that could be fathomed purely through heaven-defying comprehension.
While the Holy Emperor was pondering, Heavenly Venerable Chuanfa—having already returned to his original appearance as a benevolent elder with a tall crown—cast hand seal after hand seal, enshrouding the Holy Emperor's droplet of blood suspended in midair.
The light shifted colors incessantly, finally settling on a pale yellow that closely resembled the external appearance of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Seeing this, Chuanfa's expression changed slightly.
Yet his hands did not pause; he continued casting.
Within the pale-yellow sphere of light, the blood droplet seemed to come alive, thrashing violently.
Then, it branched into two protrusions.
One pointed in the direction of the Xuanhuang Realm.
The other...
It pointed straight outside the star sea!
What was more, it was spinning furiously without end!
It was as though the location it indicated was rapidly shifting positions at every moment!
"What is go—" Seeing Chuanfa's increasingly solemn demeanor, the Holy Emperor grew grave as well. But before he could finish his question,
the space around them violently erupted into turbulence.
Unlike the storm stirred by the revival of the star sea, it felt more like something was about to break through the soil, burrowing out from beneath the earth.
The Holy Emperor and Chuanfa flickered away at the same time, distancing themselves.
They watched the blood enveloped in the pale-yellow sphere of light as its spinning protrusion gradually slowed to a halt.
It quietly pointed straight ahead.
A moment later...
Faint, barely perceptible ripples emanated from the space ahead.
It was as if a water droplet had just fallen.
Neither divine sense nor eyesight could spot a target, but both the Holy Emperor and Chuanfa knew that something had just descended ahead of them.
Chuanfa narrowed his eyes, a flicker of reminiscence flitting across his face.
Yet, glancing back at the Holy Emperor's drop of blood, a sliver of perplexity flashed in his eyes.
"Interesting. The mastermind behind the scenes has actually stepped forward of their own accord..."
Within the pale-yellow sphere of light, the Holy Emperor's blood droplet slowly burned away.
Yet the extended protrusion still pointed firmly at the void ahead.
"A celestial vessel..." Chuanfa murmured under his breath.
The Holy Emperor narrowed his eyes as well.
He naturally knew of the sword-light message that had previously appeared outside the Xuanhuang Realm.
In an instant, endless possibilities flashed through his mind.
*Could the plot behind all this truly involve this celestial vessel?* The Holy Emperor felt a slight chill in his heart.
*Yet...*
*The timing of this vessel's appearance is far too coincidental.* Staring ahead, the Holy Emperor did not strike first.
"The Xuan Celestial Vessel is a remnant of the ancient Xuanshang Celestial Vessel. It has been hiding all along within the endless ruins beneath the High Wall..." Chuanfa briefly explained the background of the Xuan Celestial Vessel before them.
Looking at the magnificent spectacle beneath the High Wall at the boundary of the star sea, the Holy Emperor momentarily lost himself in awe.
Having had brief contact with the star sea's primordial true intent, he knew how boundless this expanse was.
Yet precisely because of that, it only magnified the terrifying nature of the High Wall that firmly sealed this entire star sea away.
"The moment you and I clash, they appear here..."
"Let this old man see just how much progress the Xuan Celestial Vessel has made all these years." A chilling glint flickered in Chuanfa's eyes.
His figure stood completely motionless as he cast a detached glance forward.
The rippling space ahead, stirred by the Xuan Celestial Vessel traversing across, gradually settled into calm.
Then, as if an icy freeze had descended, space progressively ground to an absolute standstill.
A desolation akin to the star sea's doomsday took hold, not a single fluctuation radiating from that dead domain.
*Chuanfa's divine abilities truly are extraordinary.*
Seeing this, the Holy Emperor's pupils contracted slightly. He turned over in his mind how he would counter such a technique if it were directed at him.
The absolute freezing could not last.
Just before it could reach absolute completion, a violent force abruptly surged forth, shattering the frozen expanse completely.
The silhouette of the Xuan Celestial Vessel flickered and vanished in an instant.
The power unleashed by the Xuan Celestial Vessel had done more than just shatter Chuanfa's frozen realm; it had also resonated with the abundant residual immortal power lingering in this corner of the star sea.
Like hundreds of rivers converging, it rushed and surged forward in a flash.
If the trap the Holy Emperor had laid before by redirecting the flow was a mere brook of residual True Immortal power,
then what was stirred up now was a raging, roaring torrent.
Because it was locked in contention with the reviving power of the star sea, the residual True Immortal power was already far more active than usual.
Now provoked, and sensing the living auras of Chuanfa and the Holy Emperor, it surged forward like a beast catching the scent of prey, giving chase in an instant.
Both of them were forced to dodge.
Though the two of them had reached the ceiling of the star sea known as "Supreme,"
they remained deeply wary when facing this residual True Immortal power capable of contending with the star sea itself.
Especially since they were still rivals engaged in a temporary truce; if either suffered a severe injury, that person would undoubtedly be at a disadvantage in the eventual decisive battle.
After all, residual True Immortal power was unlike ordinary moves—it could not be easily expelled.
The two relied on their respective capabilities.
Thanks to his connection with the star sea, the Holy Emperor could clearly perceive the tidal onslaught of residual True Immortal power and deftly evade it.
On the rare occasion when an attack was truly unavoidable, his starlight robe flickered, and the prayers echoing from Great Qi of the Sacred Dynasty channeled forth Source Power Essence, swiftly driving the residual True Immortal power out.
Chuanfa's method, on the other hand, was rather peculiar.
He once again brought forth those long arms composed of countless ruined worlds.
Like two giant sponges, they absorbed every bit of the raging residual True Immortal power.
*Boom!*
Under the baptism of residual True Immortal power, some of the dying worlds disintegrated entirely into flying ash.
Yet within the long arms, other world fragments quickly filled the gaps.
One truly could not fathom how many such remnants of worlds Chuanfa had collected over the years.
Seeing Chuanfa and the Holy Emperor neutralize the crisis so effortlessly, the Xuan Celestial Vessel, having failed to redirect the calamity toward them, unleashed another technique.
An earthy-yellow paper talisman drifted down slowly from the void.
It appeared sluggish,
yet in truth was blindingly fast.
The Holy Emperor and Chuanfa had just sensed the talisman's presence when, in the very next instant, it landed upon them.
Such was the bizarre nature of this paper talisman.
When it first fluttered down, there was clearly only one. Yet because there were two targets, it fell atop both their heads simultaneously.
*A True Immortal seal character...*
The thought crossed the minds of both the Holy Emperor and Chuanfa at the same time.
Soon, they felt the power harbored within this True Immortal seal character.
*Buzz!*
First, the Holy Emperor realized that his connection with the Pitch-Black Star Sea had been severed.
It was not directly cut by the True Immortal seal character, but rather the star sea's source had severed the link on its own initiative.
The Holy Emperor could even faintly perceive the hostility radiating from the star sea before the connection broke.
What had once been half his home territory, granting him the empowerment of star sea power with every gesture, now felt like a quagmire; his every movement met immense resistance.
From Chuanfa, whom he had regarded as a temporary ally, the Holy Emperor also sensed a thick, visceral malice.
In the blink of an eye, wherever he looked, all was enemy!
What sent an even deeper chill through the Holy Emperor's heart was that the support he drew from the Sacred Dynasty was also steadily diminishing. While it had not become immediately unusable, at this rate, it would not be long before the Sacred Dynasty, like the star sea, turned from an ally into an enemy!
Having never encountered such a situation before, the Holy Emperor looked around, his thoughts racing.
*Is this the power of a True Immortal seal character?*
*Not the residual power scattered everywhere across the star sea, but complete, intact True Immortal power...*
In his mind, the Holy Emperor tried to recall the design on the paper talisman he had just seen.
He could not remember a single stroke of it.
While racking his brains to counter the increasingly hostile forces closing in on him, the Holy Emperor glanced toward Chuanfa not far away.
Under the burgeoning enmity, the distance between them had unconsciously widened considerably.
Chuanfa's tall crown emitted a silver radiance like white jade.
Upon it, reflections of the stone statues of Heavenly Venerable Chuanfa standing across the Xuanhuang Realm were mirrored.
One of the stone statues stepped out from the tall crown.
Amid flashing light, it solidified into physical form.
The moment the stone statue materialized, it came under siege from every force in the vicinity: the power of the star sea, the residual True Immortal power, and even Chuanfa himself...
The statue shattered with a crash. When the fierce explosion caused by the collision of multifaceted powers swept outward, washing over the Holy Emperor's position,
it actually shifted targets, surging toward the Holy Emperor instead.
It was as though it had truly caught sight of an irreconcilable, mortal foe.
With a solemn demeanor, the Holy Emperor neutralized this shockwave while continuing to observe Chuanfa's actions.
As another stone statue stepped out from the tall crown only to be blown to smithereens by the converging forces,
the Holy Emperor sensed that the power of the True Immortal seal character gathered upon Heavenly Venerable Chuanfa had weakened slightly.
*Is he using these stone statues and a feigned death to dilute the hostility in his stead?*
Gifted with remarkable comprehension, the Holy Emperor quickly grasped Chuanfa's intention.
With a shift in thought, a hazy phantom of the Holy Emperor stepped forth from his starlight sacred robe.
As expected, the instant the phantom separated, it suffered a savage assault from all surrounding forces.
That included the Holy Emperor himself.
In fact, as the Holy Emperor struck out to obliterate his own phantom, he even felt a faint thrill of vengeful satisfaction in his heart.
Though this illusion quickly vanished once the phantom dissolved, it still left the Holy Emperor shaken to his core.
He and Chuanfa both stood at the pinnacle of the star sea,
yet under the influence of a single True Immortal seal character, they seemed utterly helpless to strike back.
They had to rely on such a crude, brute-force method just to slowly dissolve its influence.
They could not contend against it at an equivalent order of power.
*Perhaps after manifesting the Eternal Xuanhuang Realm, I could rival it using the insight that the false becomes real.*
*As for the other methods at my disposal...*
The Holy Emperor quickly ran through them in his mind, but failed to find a single one that could compare.
Within the star sea, a rather absurd scene unfolded.
Two "Supreme" powerhouses were pinned in place by a single True Immortal seal character out of thin air.
Meanwhile, the Xuan Celestial Vessel, having lurked in the shadows watching for quite a while, finally made another move.
As the disheveled Holy Emperor struggled, a transmission reached his ears.
"The Xuan Celestial Vessel seeks only resources to survive within the star sea."
"Perhaps we can cooperate."
The Holy Emperor was taken aback.
Seeing that the Holy Emperor did not respond for a long time, the Xuan Celestial Vessel sent another message: "We can help your Sacred Dynasty deal with Chuanfa. However, once the matter is settled, you must provide us with a place of shelter."
"Rest assured, all told, the members of the Xuan Celestial Vessel number no more than a hundred thousand. The Xuanhuang Realm is vast; having one more vessel makes no difference."
...
The transmissions from the Xuan Celestial Vessel sounded exceedingly sincere.
Yet this only deepened the Holy Emperor's doubts.
Had it not been for Chuanfa's bloodline tracking technique pointing toward the vessel as the possible harbor of the mastermind, the Holy Emperor might genuinely have been tempted.
But now...
The Holy Emperor silently pondered what game the Xuan Celestial Vessel was playing.
*Could it be that, seeing Chuanfa and me form a temporary truce, they came forward to sow discord?*
Almost naturally, this thought surfaced in his mind.
The Holy Emperor did not respond for a long time.
Seemingly sensing the Holy Emperor's wariness, the Xuan Celestial Vessel sent yet another message,
one that shook the Holy Emperor to the core.
"Chuanfa is under no circumstances to be trusted!"
"Years ago, this man infiltrated our vessel under the guise of paying a visit, and stole many secret treasures from our ship!"
"Though he had changed his appearance back then, he could not deceive us..."
A flurry of records and information arrived in succession,
plunging the Holy Emperor into silence once more.
"If you are interested, contact us using this method."
The turmoil caused by the True Immortal seal character was gradually subsiding.
Seeing no response forthcoming from the Holy Emperor, the Xuan Celestial Vessel could only leave behind a secret technique.
Its form vanished completely.
The disturbance subsided, and the hostility from the surrounding world gradually ebbed away.
The connection with the star sea was also mending.
However, having put distance between themselves, the Holy Emperor and Chuanfa did not draw close to each other again.
"Though they fled, we can still use Fellow Daoist's bloodline to lock onto their location," Chuanfa said slowly, looking toward the Holy Emperor.
"This Xuan Celestial Vessel is quite slippery, coming and going without a trace. Fellow Daoist cannot track its trail?" The Holy Emperor, however, hesitated to force out more blood, asking instead.
Chuanfa chuckled softly. "It seems the Xuan Celestial Vessel has indeed made some progress over the years. To think their study of True Immortal seal characters has reached such an extent. Though to our eyes it is nothing more than straying down the wrong path, one must admit..."
Chuanfa looked out into the star sea.
"Within this Pitch-Black Star Sea, it truly is somewhat troublesome."
"Small-scale remnants of residual True Immortal power need not be feared. But if it converges as it did just now, then Fellow Daoist must take care."
"If one carelessly becomes tainted by its imprint, it will likely require immense effort to purge. It might even jeopardize one's future path..."
Chuanfa warned.
The Holy Emperor looked thoughtful as he gazed around at the residual True Immortal power that had dispersed after the commotion, yet had not disappeared.
"Is there truly no way to genuinely eradicate these forces, aside from relying on the star sea's own power of revival?" the Holy Emperor asked.
"Does Fellow Daoist know why my progress in restoring the Xuanhuang Realm has been so slow?"
"Finding suitable materials is truly harder than finding a needle in an ocean."
"Residual True Immortal power... unless one becomes a True Immortal, trying to purge it..." Chuanfa shook his head slightly.
The Holy Emperor fell silent.
"The time left for me, in truth, is also running out," Chuanfa suddenly remarked.
The Holy Emperor was startled and could not help but look at Chuanfa.
Chuanfa did not explain, changing the subject instead: "Fellow Daoist, what are your intentions now?"
"Will you continue pursuing the Xuan Celestial Vessel to find the mastermind behind the scenes..."
"Or battle with me?!"
"Just now, the Xuan Celestial Vessel must have sent you a message, didn't they?" Chuanfa naturally discerned the reason behind the shift in the Holy Emperor's attitude.
The Holy Emperor did not conceal it, nodding as he asked, "Did Fellow Daoist ever visit the Xuan Celestial Vessel..."
"Indeed. And I took some things I needed," Chuanfa admitted frankly.
Hearing this, the Holy Emperor could not help staring at Heavenly Venerable Chuanfa.
The Heavenly Venerable's candor was somewhat beyond his expectations.
"Just as you wish to save Xuanhuang, I too have things I must uphold." Perhaps because he had not spoken with anyone in a very long time, Chuanfa chatted as if speaking with an old friend.
"To achieve that goal, one must use any means necessary."
The Holy Emperor neither agreed nor objected.
Chuanfa pointed toward the faintly glowing Xuanhuang Realm not far off, tilting his finger slightly upward. "Fellow Daoist, have you ever paid a visit to the Immortal Ruins?"
"No."
"There sits a Dao-Attaining True Immortal. He is one of the culprits who brought about the calamity of this star sea. Have you ever considered: even if you defeat me, how will you lead the entire Xuanhuang Realm to escape this True Immortal's grasp in the future?" Chuanfa asked.
"The time left for the Xuanhuang Realm is also running out," Chuanfa sneered coldly.
The Holy Emperor merely remained silent.
"I have a way," Chuanfa declared proudly.
"Ignoring a future of potential annihilation all for the sake of the name 'Xuanhuang'—can that truly live up to the word 'Sacred' in your title?" Chuanfa asked.
The Holy Emperor's resolve was not shaken by Chuanfa's words. "If you can find a way to save the world, then naturally I can as well."
"Yet if I were to be persuaded by you and simply give up, how could I face the billions of subjects of the Sacred Dynasty?"
Chuanfa gave a self-deprecating chuckle and ceased arguing with the Holy Emperor.
He merely sighed faintly. "Fellow Daoist simply does not know what I have been through all these years..."
After a moment, Chuanfa said solemnly, "I originally had no intention of making an enemy of you. Nor do I fear your stalling for time."
"If Fellow Daoist wishes to fight, I am ready to oblige at any time."
"Everything rests on your decision."
Listening to Chuanfa's words, the Holy Emperor pondered for a long time. Just as he was about to speak,
ripples suddenly surfaced in the surrounding space once more.
It was the Xuan Celestial Vessel, returning yet again!
This time, it did not immediately unleash a True Immortal seal character, but instead led with mocking sarcasm: "As expected of the renowned Heavenly Venerable Chuanfa, truly a smoother talker than a songbird. I wonder, however, when you plan to return the secret treasures you stole from our Xuan Celestial Vessel?"
"By the way, that the current Xuanhuang Realm has been able to survive peacefully under the Immortal Ruins for so long owes much of its credit to our secret treasures, does it not?!"
The voice echoing from the Xuan Celestial Vessel was thick with hatred for Chuanfa.
Chuanfa did not refute it.
Listening to these words, the Holy Emperor began to wonder what those so-called secret treasures Chuanfa had stolen could possibly be.
Two Supreme figures and an ancient celestial vessel confronted each other in the void like this.
The conflict between Chuanfa and the Holy Emperor lay in the clash between Chuanfa's foundation and the Xuanhuang Realm's survival—it was virtually irreconcilable.
And between the celestial vessel and Chuanfa lay a generational blood feud, equally impossible to resolve.
Logically speaking, joining hands with the celestial vessel to deal with Chuanfa was the sensible course of action for the Holy Emperor.
However, earlier, the secret bloodline-tracking technique had pointed straight to the Xuan Celestial Vessel. This instilled an inexplicable unease in the Holy Emperor, keeping him from making a final decision.
It was not solely due to Chuanfa's secret technique; the Holy Emperor himself had also sensed a trace of a familiar aura from that vessel.
If the Xuan Celestial Vessel came from beneath the High Wall, why would it be linked to his own origins?
It was all too confusing and shrouded in mystery, and what Chuanfa had just said compelled the Holy Emperor, who had previously aimed only to defeat Chuanfa, to consider much more.
"Elder Gan picked this spot very well. Were you any farther, even with the protection of the True Immortal seal character's power, it would be somewhat difficult for your vessel to remain intact," Chuanfa said faintly after a moment, having recognized the voice from the Xuan Celestial Vessel. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Yet, seemingly wary of something, he did not strike rashly.
The Xuan Celestial Vessel ignored Chuanfa, openly urging the Holy Emperor to cooperate with them.
"Fellow Daoist need not worry over Xuanhuang's safety. Within our vessel, we too have found a way to save Xuanhuang."
"Fellow Daoist, pray take a look..."
A flurry of images was transmitted into the Holy Emperor's mind.
Across the land of the Xuanhuang Realm, countless towering obelisks spewed dazzling brilliance skyward.
Because of this, the Xuanhuang Realm was slowly propelled away from the Immortal Ruins.
The Holy Emperor even recognized the primary driving power of these obelisks—it was none other than the sea of gloomy darkness hidden in the depths of the Xuanhuang Realm!
*It seems...*
*Feasible?*
Deducing it slightly, the Holy Emperor felt an unspeakable shock in his heart.
*How could this Xuan Celestial Vessel know of the existence of the sea of gloomy darkness?*
As if anticipating the question in the Holy Emperor's mind, the Xuan Celestial Vessel took the initiative to explain: "Years ago, our Xuan Celestial Vessel visited the Xuanhuang Realm. We had many exchanges..."
Yet this explanation did not dispel the Holy Emperor's doubts.
If anything, he grew even more wary.
Meanwhile, listening to the Xuan Celestial Vessel's attempts to persuade the Holy Emperor, Chuanfa had initially been rather dismissive.
Yet the subtle shift in the Holy Emperor's expression surprised him greatly.
His gaze toward the Xuan Celestial Vessel shifted once more.
Lately, too many inexplicable things exceeding his control had occurred.
In the past thousands of years, this had never happened.
Still, Chuanfa believed that as long as he captured the Xuan Celestial Vessel, the many enigmas would be resolved.
Though considering the Xuanhuang Realm and the Dao-Attaining True Immortal, this place was not suitable for a fight,
Chuanfa did not believe the Xuan Celestial Vessel could stay here forever.
Chuanfa cast his gaze into the depths of the star sea.
There, an aura was swiftly rushing toward this place.
*Once it arrives, even if battle breaks out here, it will not matter.*
Chuanfa watched the Holy Emperor and the Xuan Celestial Vessel as they conversed, then gently closed his eyes.
The situation in the field was exceedingly delicate.
At this very moment, a wave of fluctuations from the Xuanhuang Realm drew the attention of all three parties present.
The Xuanhuang Realm, which had grown somewhat frail from supporting the Holy Emperor's power over distance, suddenly saw a tremendous surge of vitality welling up.
*Thump! Thump!*
Sounds resembling violent heartbeats could be heard clearly.
The Xuanhuang sphere of light churned incessantly.
It was as if something was being gestated within.
The Xuan Celestial Vessel was bewildered.
The Holy Emperor looked startled. He sensed that his connection with the Xuanhuang Realm was rapidly fading. Though the sentiment remained, from this point forward, it could no longer provide any assistance.
On Chuanfa's face, shock appeared first, mingled with disbelief.
Then, as if sensing something, a brilliant light erupted in his eyes.
Paying no further heed to the other two parties present, he flew straight toward the Xuanhuang Realm at breakneck speed.
A moment later, the Xuan Celestial Vessel caught on as well.
Its voice was awestruck, then filled with wild joy: "Immortal spiritual energy! And such potent immortal spiritual energy! This..."
"There are at least two or three immortal artifacts! The Xuanhuang Realm truly is a treasure land!"
The Xuan Celestial Vessel followed close behind, transforming into a streak of light as it sped off after him.
Through the great net of stars and via the perspectives of Great Qi's soldiers, the Holy Emperor also sensed what was unfolding within the Xuanhuang Realm.
"The true Great Heavenly Venerable Xuanhuang has descended into the world."
Without any lingering sense of dejection over falling out of favor, the Holy Emperor felt only profound unease.
It was as though from just a moment ago, the situation had spun entirely out of control.
An invisible hand was orchestrating all of this from the shadows.
Chuanfa, he himself the Holy Emperor, the Xuan Celestial Vessel, the newly born Heavenly Venerable Xuanhuang...
All seemed to be dancing under that person's manipulation.
"Just what..."
With a heavy heart, the Holy Emperor arrived outside the Xuanhuang Realm in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, compared to before, the Xuanhuang Realm showed a stark transformation.
It was as if some long-dormant mechanism had been activated, exuding peculiar auras from across every corner of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Ancient, weathered, and nurturing wondrous power.
"This..."
A trace of horror flashed through the Holy Emperor's eyes.
"Immortal spiritual energy?"
At the same time, he also saw a grim-faced Chuanfa, as well as the Xuan Celestial Vessel blocked before him.
Wisps of immortal spiritual energy diffused outward from every part of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Their source could not be pinpointed.
Yet that sacred, ancient power...
was by no means a good thing for the living beings of Xuanhuang.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
Upon coming into contact with the wisps of immortal spiritual energy, countless cultivators wore expressions of sheer intoxication.
And then, in the very next instant, they blew apart into fragments.
How could mortal flesh and blood ever bear contact with the power of a True Immortal?
Chapter 1298