Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 654 - 628: Arrival on the Second Heaven_1
Four hours later, Cao Cao, carrying the Nine Provinces, flew out of the Immortal Gate and successfully arrived in the Red Dragon Immortal Realm.
Suddenly, the world changed drastically.
The most immediate sensation was that all the Spiritual Energy within the Nine Provinces had transformed into immortal energy.
Above the starry dome, colorful clouds of stars gathered, covering tens of millions of miles. They constantly roiled, like celestial dew and nectar flowing, containing terrifying power.
Immortal Dew! Standing beneath the immense cloud of stars, a slight smile touched Cao Cao's cold face. However, as he gazed at the profound starry sky, his expression reverted to indifference.
Then, with a flicker, he appeared inside the Imperial Capital.
After respectfully saluting, Cao Cao said in a grave tone, "Your Majesty, several powerful presences are approaching rapidly!"
"No need to worry." Qin Wudao waved his hand. A hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, yet there was no fear.
Upon hearing this, Cao Cao glanced at Jiang Ziwen, who stood behind Qin Wudao. He pondered for a moment, and his inner worries vanished without a trace.
BOOM! Thunder roared. A torrential downpour began, like billions of immortal strands cascading onto the rooftops, splashing countless drops of immortal dew. This created billows of immortal mist, transforming the Nine Provinces.
"ROAR!"
"ROAR~"
Dragon roars echoed. Ten great mountains, formed from top-grade spiritual veins, transformed at this moment into Immortal Mountains. They rose continuously, towering into the sky, majestic and boundless.
Between the mountains and fields, countless ordinary plants transformed into spiritual flora, emitting a dazzling, treasured light.
Not far from the Imperial Capital, a peach orchard boasting tens of thousands of spiritual peach trees thrived. After absorbing the immortal dew, they transformed into immortal peach trees, bearing countless immortal peaches that exuded an enticing fragrance.
Of course, the ones who benefited the most were undoubtedly the denizens of the Nine Provinces. Whether beasts in the forest or Human Warriors, their cultivation levels soared, as if they were fish leaping through a dragon's gate.
The earth trembled! The Nine Provinces began to expand, its area increasing by a tenth! This was a monumental act of creation!
"A bunch of lowly natives from the 'Mortal World'! What qualifications do they have to enjoy the Immortal Dew?"
"Hand over the Immortal Dew obediently, and This General might spare your lives!"
Just then, the starry dome outside the Nine Provinces shattered, revealing a gigantic army soul of the Black Panther Army. It radiated a blinding, blood-red light, even more brilliant than the distant sun.
Beneath the army soul of the Black Panther Army, a hundred-strong military unit hovered in the air, its members looking down with indifferent expressions.
The leading general gazed at the immense clouds of stars and the falling immortal dew, his eyes filled with greed, and shouted coldly. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Simultaneously, experts from the other major factions in the Red Dragon Starfield also arrived in the surrounding space. They remained hidden in the shadows, unseen.
I wonder what race rules this world?
I heard that three hundred years ago, a continent ascended from the Qingyun Starfield. Its ruler possessed the bloodline of the Vermilion Bird and received the protection of the Vermilion Bird Saint Clan from the Seventh Heaven. No one dared to offend them!
Let the Black Panther Saint's Court test the waters. These foolish panthers are most fond of being the ones to stir up trouble...
A series of divine senses traversed the starry sky, their owners conversing with each other.
They gazed into the distance, but the celestial light obstructed their view, preventing them from seeing the situation within the Nine Provinces. They could only harbor a trace of curiosity and watch quietly.
One late-stage True Immortal Martial Artist! Nine early-stage True Immortal Martial Artists! Eighty Martial Artists at the Peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm! These are just a bunch of ants. It seems the powerhouses from the Second Heaven aren't much to speak of!
Inside the Imperial Capital, Jiang Ziwen, dressed in a black royal robe and shrouded in a grim, ghostly aura, yet possessing a god-like essence, murmured to himself.
After undoing the first layer of his seal, his strength had reached the early stage of the Profound Immortal Realm!
He was already able to use the Divine Skills of deities!
His true combat power could not be gauged by common sense!
"Your Majesty, allow your humble servant to deal with them!"
Jiang Ziwen bowed, and upon receiving Qin Wudao's approval, he strode towards the starry sky.
Yet, with every step he took, he traversed tens of millions of miles!
"Gather the Immortal Dew!"
The general of the Black Panther Saint's Court, standing in the starfield, had been waiting for a while. Seeing no one emerge, he grew somewhat impatient and ordered coldly.
At his command, many soldiers took out various spatial containers. Immortal power surged forth, sweeping across the vast sky to envelop the falling immortal dew, preparing to draw it into the containers.
However, an unexpected event occurred!
A mighty force emanated from within the Nine Provinces, shattering the pervasive immortal power.
"Who goes there?"
The general of the Black Panther Saint's Court shouted, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
He did not suspect the attack originated from the Nine Provinces. A Martial Artist capable of ascending with an entire world would, at most, possess a cultivation level in the True Immortal Realm, rendering them utterly incapable of shattering the immortal power wielded by soldiers of the Black Panther Army.
The only explanation was that other powers had intervened!
This infuriated him!
"Great Qin Saint's Court, Jiang Ziwen!"
A mysterious, ancient, dignified, and divine voice suddenly echoed through the cosmos, like that of a supreme deity, shaking the very stars.
"A... A... Profound Immortal Martial Artist!"
The complexion of the Black Panther Saint's Court general changed drastically, a hint of terror flashing in his eyes.
"Retreat!"
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately issued the retreat order.
The Black Panther Saint's Court also had several Profound Immortal Martial Artists who served as the nation's bedrock. Thus, he deeply understood the terrifying power of a Profound Immortal—it was far beyond what his Black Panther Army could withstand.
"Since you've come..."
"...then you shall remain!"
"Nether Soldiers, Clear the Path!"
Jiang Ziwen's voice echoed through the cosmos once more.
WHOOSH! A gust of chilling wind swept through. The sky filled with swirling, dense nether energy, which coalesced into ten spectral soldier apparitions. Each stood an immense one hundred thousand zhang tall, with eyes like flaming embers, wielding ghostly sabers, and exuding a terrifyingly murderous aura.
"Kill!"
The moment the ten spectral soldiers formed, they launched their attack. Sabers held high, they struck at the fleeing Black Panther Army.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! This was a blow that delivered death, sealing their fate!
In the light of the sabers, the hundred-plus soldiers of the Black Panther Saint's Court were annihilated. They had no chance to retaliate; their corpses drifted in space, blood flowing freely, staining the cosmos crimson.
Such potent nether energy! Could the ruler of this world be from the Ghost Tribe? That's impossible! When living beings from the 'Mortal World' die, they enter Reincarnation directly. It's utterly impossible for a Ghost Tribe to form!
Many of the experts hidden in the shadows became indecisive, their expressions shifting with uncertainty.
The Ghost Tribe was one of the most powerful races throughout the myriad heavens and countless realms!
They were the sovereigns and arbiters of the Netherworld! To offend the Ghost Tribe meant no peace even in death. Unless absolutely necessary, beings from all realms kept a respectful distance from them.
"KYEHEHEHE..."
"BOO HOO HOO..."
"WAAAAAAH..."
Just as everyone hesitated, three terrifying sounds ripped across the cosmos. They were extremely harsh, imbued with a peculiar Magic Power capable of striking directly into the depths of one's soul.
If those with weaker cultivation heard these three sounds, they would feel a splitting headache, as if their very souls were shattering!
The Three Demons: Laughter, Weeping, and Woe!
The expressions of many experts changed slightly, a trace of apprehension appearing on their faces.
Under everyone's gaze, three figures draped in black robes materialized. One was laughing raucously, one was weeping loudly, and one was lamenting in deep sorrow, exuding a particularly malevolent aura.
In their hands, they clutched gleaming white Immortal Swords from which surged Demonic Qi, haunted by the cries of countless wailing and weeping souls.
"Hand over the Immortal Dew, and we will not trouble your kin!"
"Hand over the Immortal Dew, and we will not trouble you..."
"Hand over the Immortal Dew..."
The three spoke simultaneously. The sounds of laughter, weeping, and wailing mingled, creating numerous echoes that shattered the world-firmament of the Nine Provinces, tearing open a hole.
Jiang Ziwen's imposing figure was revealed!
