The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror-Chapter 895 - 413: The New Heaven
A broken White Jade Celestial Pillar entwined with the shadow of a True Dragon descended from the sky, piercing into the East Sea Shore, transforming into a Heavenly Pillar Divine Peak that reached up to the clouds, attracting the veneration of the Four Seas Dragon Clan.
A piece of the shattered soil of the Immortal Peach Orchard scattered across the Kunlun Mountain Range, causing all the Spirit Roots in the mountains to mature overnight, filling the air with the fragrance of Immortal Fruits while Spiritual Energy turned into mist.
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Countless fragments of the ancient Heavenly Realm, like called travelers, traversed endless void, constantly falling into the Pure Yang Heavenly Realm, merging with it, coexisting in harmony.
With each fusion, the laws of the Pure Yang Heavenly Realm became more complete, and the world's essence grew more profound. The entire world was evolving, in an incredible manner, towards the true form of a "Heavenly Realm."
The embryonic form of a brand new, far surpassing "Heavenly Court" had already emerged!
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On the other end of Taixu, in a more expansive yet more desolate wasteland.
This was the largest remnant of the Ancient Heavenly Realm, though broken, it still exuded a terrifying residual power.
Countless ancient forces, like vultures perched on bones, carved out domains and established kingdoms here, claiming themselves as the rightful inheritors of the Heavenly Court, waging wars against each other to seize the remaining Qi Fortune and resources.
At this moment, within a magnificent palace built from the star bones of shattered stars, several figures with auras deep as the sea were coldly watching everything happening in the Pure Yang Heavenly Realm through a massive Water Mirror.
"What a Pure Yang Heavenly Realm! What an Xu Qing!" an old man of the Mysterious Sect wearing a tattered Emperor's Robe sneered coldly, his voice clashing like metal, "Does he truly believe he can reconstruct the Heavenly Court on his own? Utter foolishness!"
"Foolishness? I think not," said another woman shrouded in starlight, her voice icy, "He has already proven to be Immortal, with a Dao Fruit of Chaos Birth and Death unheard of. Now, having acquired the foundation of the Supreme Dao Sect and the essence of the Jiuli World, along with the allegiance of these Heavenly Realm fragments... Given time, the rise of a new Heavenly Court from the ground is not impossible."
"We must not let him succeed!" a giant man surrounded by Demon Flame struck his throne in rage, roaring, "The authority of the Heavenly Court can only be in our hands! This Pure Yang Heavenly Realm is merely a plump lamb; its essence and Qi Fortune should be used as our stepping stones to further heights!"
His words resonated with everyone present.
They were the "old relics" of the Heavenly Court, the overlords of the bygone era. They would never allow a new Heavenly Court, not under their control, to appear and challenge their status or divide their interests.
"Xu Qing's true form is in slumber; the consumption of creating the universe, even for an Immortal, cannot be quickly recovered. He has left in the Pure Yang Heavenly Realm only an imprint of his will and a few inconsequential family members." The old Taoist stated indifferently, "This is our opportunity."
"Direct assault may be unwise," said the woman of starlight with a shake of her head, "Though Xu Qing sleeps, his Immortal Dao Fruit is linked with the newborn universe. If awakened, none of us would benefit. Besides, his spouse and offspring all carry his bloodline and contingencies, we must not be careless."
"Indeed," nodded the old Taoist with an aura of immortality, holding a horsetail whisk, "Forceful attack is not the best strategy. The Heaven's Qi Fortune is currently flourishing, akin to the sun at midday; a forcible conquest would only lead to backlash. Wisdom should prevail."
He continued, "Though this realm thrives, its internal unity is fractured. We need only dispatch agents to infiltrate, sow discord, and incite chaos from within. When its Qi Fortune wanes and internal strife persists, we can strike with the force of lightning, upholding the mandate of heaven."
"Agreed."
"Precisely so! Cause disorder first, then reap the benefits!"
The prominent figures in the palace nodded slightly in agreement.
Meanwhile, True Monarch Xiansheng from afar showed disdain and turned his gaze towards the cold lunar Taiyin.
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Pure Yang Heavenly Realm, Capital.
The Capital today is no longer what it was a hundred years ago. The city walls, now infused with the Southern Heavenly Gate Stone, soar into the clouds; Immortal Light flows upon them, Runes birth naturally, rendering them indestructible. The streets within are broad, with floating Immortal Island pavilions lined up in rows; streams of Spiritual Energy flow trickling beside the roads, nourishing exotic flowers and rare herbs on both banks.
Cultivators from all paths and merchants of different races come and go incessantly, displaying a scene of flourishing prosperity.
Amidst this bustling crowd, a young man with an ordinary appearance was curiously observing his surroundings. Dressed in coarse cloth, with a plain aura, he seemed like a country boy new to the Immortal City, completely unremarkable.
He entered a tavern, ordered the cheapest Spiritual Tea, and quietly listened to the discussions among the cultivators at the neighboring table.
"Have you heard? The Temple Master of Chaotian Temple observed the fall of a 'Purple Cloud Palace' fragment and comprehended the Dao overnight, breaking through to Late-stage Heavenly Immortal!"
"Oh, that's nothing! Zhang the Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain now uses a single Divine Talisman to command All Heaven Star Power, reportedly able to trap even a Da Luo incarnation temporarily!"
"I tell you, the most formidable is Xu Xuanhu, the son of the Daoist Monarch. He now commands the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty, integrating the Jiuli Clan and establishing the 'Mountain God Guard.' His cultivation is unfathomable, showing the same demeanor as his father!"
"Indeed, indeed! And then there's the Saintess Qingzhu of the Heavenly River Dao Sect, her mastery of the Frozen Extremity Path spans thousands of miles; the other day, an unwise Demon King caused trouble and was turned into a ten-thousand-year ice sculpture by her mere gesture!"
The young man curled his lips into an almost imperceptible sneer, picked up his teacup, and drank it all in one go.
As the tea entered his stomach, a faint wisp of black air, laced with decay and malice, silently merged into the earth beneath through his meridians.
