kingnovel Chapter 1129 You actually had something hidden?
Chapter 1129 You actually had something hidden?
The woman in the palace dress whirled around, her voice filled with overwhelming resentment, as if she were about to unleash a torrent of rage. Her gaze, sharp as an icy sword, was fixed on the Primordial Ancestor Yuanji. The starlight around her raged with fury, the stars trembling wildly as if about to shatter the void. "So much for a mid-stage eighth-rank Golden Immortal! In the blink of an eye, he's become a mid-stage ninth-rank Golden Immortal! And this pressure is even increasing! That damned old bastard, he's trying to kill us all!"
With their combined cultivation levels and the advantage of the terrain provided by these nine formations, they might be able to hold their own against a mid-stage ninth-rank Golden Immortal even if they fought with all their might. However, if the opponent had truly reached the late stage of the ninth rank, they would be no match for him. If it were the legendary peak of the ninth rank... just thinking about it sent chills down their spines. They might very well have to die here today, and all their hard work over millions of cosmic eras would have been for naught.
Upon hearing this, the gazes of the Ancestor of the Underworld and the other three Eighth-Rank Golden Immortals all turned to the Ancestor of the Primordial Silence, their eyes surging with undisguised resentment and venom. The Ancestor of the Underworld's withered fingers clenched so tightly they cracked, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly beneath his black robe, clearly enraged to the extreme, even the aura of death around him became restless; flames danced wildly on the crimson-armored elder's armor, the intense heat almost bursting through the armor's restraints and burning into the void, as if to ignite this entire chaos; the middle-aged man in the earthen-yellow Daoist robe gritted his teeth, the mountain and river patterns on his robe twisted and deformed by suppressed rage, as if the mountains themselves were crumbling—this time, he had truly been tricked by this bastard to the point of almost breaking his bones!
Before taking action, didn't they at least investigate the opponent's true cultivation level? A ninth-rank Golden Immortal, especially one at the mid-stage or higher, is someone a few mere eighth-rank Golden Immortals like themselves could not afford to offend.
The three men in particular—the old man in crimson armor, Fairy Yun Shu, and the man in earthen-yellow Taoist robes—were now filled with deep regret.
If they had known earlier that they were here to ambush a ninth-rank Golden Immortal, even if they had received ten or a hundred times more benefits, they would never have gotten involved in this mess.
"This...this...I...I..."
Ancestor Yuanji's face burned under the gazes of the crowd, and he stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence. He wanted to explain, but a ninth-grade Golden Immortal—he truly hadn't expected it! In a remote place like Kongyuan Star Abyss, the strongest being was only a sixth-grade Golden Immortal. The resources within the domain were barely worth their attention, even for eighth-grade Golden Immortals like themselves, let alone those ninth-grade Golden Immortals who had almost reached the end of the Golden Immortal path. It was practically impossible for them to appear here.
But the words caught in his throat, and he swallowed them back. The facts were undeniable; the overwhelming pressure from the other party was undeniable. Even if he spoke until his mouth was dry, any explanation would be pale and powerless, only adding to the ridicule and possibly inciting public outrage.
"call......"
Ancestor Yuanji took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic and bitterness in his heart. He stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Su Mo in the pillar of light. His withered body was slightly hunched, and even his voice trembled a little, no longer showing his previous arrogance: "Senior... we were blind and disrespectful before, and we beg you to forgive us this time."
They have absolutely no chance of winning this battle; if war really breaks out, they will be the ones who suffer in the end.
Not to mention, judging from the look of hatred in Fairy Yun Shu's eyes, it's still uncertain whether she will help him or that ninth-rank Golden Immortal once the war starts.
At this critical moment of life and death, their little friendship meant absolutely nothing.
As he spoke, he trembled as he extended his withered hand, and a round bead the size of a fist appeared in his palm. It was pitch black, with countless tiny regular patterns flowing across its surface, and one could vaguely see the phantoms of countless worlds contained within it. It exuded Daoist charm, and was indeed an eighth-grade immortal artifact.
"This is the Myriad Laws Pearl, an eighth-grade immortal artifact, containing three thousand immortal rules and capable of evolving into myriad laws. We hope you will accept it, senior, as a small token of our apology." Ancestor Yuanji handed the Myriad Laws Pearl forward, his eyes filled with pleading. Even the aura of death he exuded was greatly diminished, for fear of offending the other party.
The surrounding chaotic currents were still roaring, and the rumbling of the collapsing nine immortal formations had not yet stopped, but the atmosphere at this moment became strange because of this sudden plea for mercy, and even the chaotic currents seemed to freeze for a moment.
"They actually brought out the Myriad Laws Pearl. It's good that old man Yuan Ji knows what's good for them." The four eighth-grade Golden Immortals, including Fairy Yun Shu, all turned their gazes to the jet-black pearl. Their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, were slightly relieved. The Myriad Laws Pearl was not an ordinary eighth-grade immortal artifact. It was a fine piece with the potential for advancement. If given the opportunity, it could even be transformed into a ninth-grade immortal artifact. Such a generous gift was enough to make many ninth-grade Golden Immortals take notice.
"Hopefully, this will move this one." Fairy Yun Shu's fingers, tucked into her sleeves, curled slightly, her fingertips turning white with tension; the old man in crimson immortal armor relaxed his taut shoulder armor slightly, but the flame patterns on his armor still pulsed restlessly; the man in the earthen-yellow Taoist robe loosened his clenched teeth, but a trace of bitterness lingered at the corner of his mouth; even the withered face of the Ancestor of the Underworld showed a flicker of hope, his fingers unconsciously twisting together beneath his black robe. The four men's gazes once again turned to Su Mo, their eyes filled with barely suppressed anticipation, as if awaiting the final verdict.
Su Mo stood in the center of the golden pillar of light, his body enveloped in flowing primordial divine light. His gaze swept coldly over the five people, lingering for a moment on the Myriad Laws Pearl. The myriad illusory worlds within the pearl were all clearly visible to him, yet a faint smile merely played on his lips. He didn't reach out to take it, but instead let out a cold laugh, his voice piercing the chaos like an ice pick: "Weren't you so arrogant just now? Why are you so cowardly now?"
A flash of anger crossed the eyes of the Primordial Ancestor, and his fist clenched silently beneath his black robe—when had he, a dignified Eighth-Rank Perfected Golden Immortal, ever suffered such humiliation? But this anger vanished in an instant, and his face immediately contorted with fear as he bowed and apologized: "Senior, please calm your anger. I was blind and ignorant just now, offending your divine might. Please forgive me, Senior..."
The situation was beyond his control, and even if he had a lot of grievances, he had to swallow his anger. But before he could finish pleading for mercy, Su Mo coldly interrupted him: "Don't even mention a mere eighth-grade immortal artifact, even a ninth-grade immortal artifact couldn't save you today."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the five people, his fingertips radiating primordial divine light, carrying an undeniable determination. He offered his immortal artifact as an apology. This old man is ugly, but he has quite the clever idea.
"Senior, are you really going to be so heartless?" Yuanji Ancestor's face suddenly darkened. All the flattery on his withered face disappeared, leaving only the ruthlessness of someone driven to the brink. The eerie light in his eyes flickered wildly, like two burning will-o'-the-wisps. "Senior, although we are no match for you, it will not be easy for you to take us down! If you really push us to the brink, we will fight to the death. You will not be happy either, and you may even pay an irreparable price!"
He took a deep breath, his tone softening slightly but still carrying a threat: "There is no irreconcilable conflict between us, so why are you being so aggressive, senior? If you are willing to spare us this time, I am willing to offer you another eighth-grade immortal artifact, the 'Netherworld Ten Thousand Bones Banner,' as an extra apology!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his other withered hand, and a jet-black bone banner appeared out of thin air. The banner was made of countless tiny immortal bones, with eerie ghost fire flowing around it. One could vaguely hear the mournful howls of millions of vengeful souls. The aura of resentment and venom almost solidified the void. It was in stark contrast to the profound Daoist charm of the Myriad Laws Pearl. Clearly, it was also an eighth-grade immortal artifact of considerable power, specializing in matters of evil and killing.
"I'd like to see what you lot are capable of that makes things difficult for me." Su Mo didn't even glance at the Netherworld Bone Banner, and sneered. These old guys had no idea what kind of being they had offended. Did they really think that Su Mo only had this much power?
As he spoke, within his natal immortal domain, another 108 dazzling immortal lights pierced the void, like 108 shooting stars, trailing long tails of light, and precisely merged into the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Dao Integration Formation.
Instantly, the array's light surged, dazzlingly bright, and the power of rules flowing within its patterns grew increasingly dense, like a boiling river. Su Mo's aura, which had been gradually stabilizing, erupted again like a volcano, rapidly escalating. Wherever he passed, the void was crushed into layers of folds, like crumpled paper. In just a few breaths, he broke through the shackles of a late-stage ninth-rank Golden Immortal and charged madly toward the peak of the ninth-rank Golden Immortal realm.
"No, how could this be... You... You actually had something hidden?"
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