The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror-Chapter 899 - 417: The True Monarch Xiansheng’s Message (Second Update)

Outside the mountain gate of the Heavenly River Dao Sect, time and space seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand, frozen into a silent and eerie painting.

Xu Qing's raised arm showed every detail of muscle texture, covered in a layer of cerulean ice crystals as thin as a cicada's wing. The Taishang Dao Sect cultivators surging behind him, with faces frozen in greed and bloodlust, became eternal sculptures. The lingering vicious light in their eyes, refracted by the ice crystals, appeared exceedingly laughable and ridiculous.

"Is it you?" Xu Qing struggled to turn his eyeballs and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth. In his Divine Soul, the terrifying power granted by those three giants, enough to crush ordinary Da Luo, was now operating sluggishly and dimly, suppressed by an even more fundamental and absolute "frozen extinction" law.

This is the Innate Frozen Extinction Dao!

Saintess Qingzhu stood before the mountain gate, dressed in white, untainted by dust, with delicate black hair fluttering. Her complexion was pale as snow, with a trace of crimson blood at her lips, like a cold plum blossom blooming in the snow, mournful yet resolute. She did not answer, but her actions declared her stance.

"Overestimating yourself!" In Xu Qing's Divine Soul, the tyrannical will of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons exploded violently. A wisp of pure Original Demon Qi forcefully broke through the restraint of the frozen extinction law. His stiff arm swung down suddenly, shouting fiercely, "Break!"

Crack!

The entire frozen time and space shattered like a giant mirror struck by a heavy hammer!

"Kill!" The revived Taishang Dao Sect cultivators roared, transforming into a flood of destruction, sweeping towards that solitary, cold figure.

Saintess Qingzhu's gaze remained calm, only in her chill eyes burned an unyielding determination. She took a deep breath, no longer trying to freeze the entire space-time by her strength alone, but concentrating all her power and will onto a single point.

"Frozen River... Aeon!"

She whispered softly, her voice clear and cold, but carrying the supreme majesty of ending an era.

As her words fell, the cerulean ice crystals around her instantly transformed into a roaring, vast frozen river. This river was not formed from water but from the purest frozen extinction Dao's law, the surging waves within were not conventional, but countless fine, time-space-freezing ice crystal runes.

The frozen river roared forward, meeting the flood of destruction head-on.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soul-trembling, silent annihilation.

The "Supreme Cold God Light," containing the power of the three giants, was forcibly frozen and stripped of its destructive Dao Rhyme the moment it touched the frozen river, turning into primitive energy particles, assimilated by the river. Those Taishang Dao Sect cultivators, once engulfed by the river, saw their Protective Immortal Light frozen and shattered instantly, their entire bodies along with their Primordial Spirits turned into a translucent ice sculpture, then with a "bang," shattered into a sky of ice shards.

However, the opponent's power was too immense. With every inch the frozen river advanced, the frozen extinction Dao contained within was also being consumed crazily. Saintess Qingzhu's face grew paler, her body slightly trembled, as if she could collapse at any moment.

Yet her gaze was always fixed within the sect, looking at those fellow disciples hurriedly retreating.

She must buy time for them! Even if just for one breath!

"Capture her!" Xu Qing saw through Saintess Qingzhu's reality and shouted fiercely. His figure flickered, taking action personally, a pitch-black hand formed from pure Demon Qi pierced through the frozen river's barrier, aiming directly for Saintess Qingzhu's head.

At this moment, a tragic roar resounded through the heavens and earth.

"Saintess Qingzhu! Go!"

The Sect Master of the Heavenly River Sect, Su Qinghe, who seemed lacking in the sharpness of a seeker throughout his life, dealing with sect affairs diligently, now his eyes burst with unprecedented brilliance. His long-exhausted Dantian suddenly ignited, his Primordial Spirit blooming like a blazing sun, releasing the last and most glorious light of his life.

"Heavenly River... Forever!"

Boom!

Su Qinghe chose the most heroic way—self-detonation of his Primordial Spirit!

An indescribable energy storm, containing the lifelong cultivation of a Heavenly Immortal and endless love and protection for the sect, erupted fiercely! This force did not affect any Heavenly River disciple, but transformed into a pillar of starry river light, crashing heavily into Xu Qing's black demonic hand and the endless army behind him.

"Sect Master!"

"Master!"

Numerous Heavenly River disciples cried out in grief, their tears gushing out.

Su Qinghe's figure became eternal in that brilliant starlight.

"Foolish!" Xu Qing was forced half a step back by the self-detonation force, his expression grim. He hadn't expected such fierceness from this seemingly mediocre Sect Master.

Yet this half-step of delay gave Saintess Qingzhu a moment to breathe.

The Great Elder of the Heavenly River's Five Elders, Guo Taiyue, now covered in blood, glanced at Saintess Qingzhu who was as determined as if she faced death, then at the young disciples representing the sect's future, with a painful struggle flashing in his eyes, ultimately turning into resolve. He grabbed the severely injured and fainted Elder Zhong beside him, roaring, "Go!"

He and another Elder protected a core group of disciples, turning into streams of light, escaping madly toward the gap Su Qinghe's sacrifice created.

The remaining two Elders looked at each other and revealed a resolute smile identical to Su Qinghe's. They turned, decisively charging towards the Taishang Dao Sect's army, choosing the same tragic end as their Sect Master.

"Trying to escape? Too late!" Killing intent surged in Xu Qing's eyes. He ignored Saintess Qingzhu, turning into a stream of light to pursue the fleeing Guo Taiyue and others.

"Your opponent is me!"

Saintess Qingzhu blocked him once more, her body nearly transparent, with the frozen extinction Dao Rhyme like a candle in the wind, yet still tenaciously burning.

"Seeking death!" Xu Qing was utterly enraged, no longer holding back. Within his Divine Soul, the cold order power of Xuandu Heaven's Master, the destructive force of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, and the mysterious power of manipulating fate from the Star Jade Emperor, the three forces merged into an indescribable, gray silent extinction light spear, thrusting fiercely towards Saintess Qingzhu.

This strike had already surpassed the limits of the Da Luo of this universe, containing a trace of true power that belonged to the giants!

Xu Qingzhu knew she couldn't stop it.

But she did not retreat.

In her eyes, there was no fear, only a kind of moving calm and relief.

She saw that Guo Taiyue and Elder Zhong, carrying the last spark of the sect, had already disappeared into the depths of Taixu.

Her mission was completed.

She slowly closed her eyes, prepared to embrace the final annihilation that would lead to her complete fall.

Crack!

The gray Silent Extinction Light Spear effortlessly pierced through her protective Dao Rhyme, which had long been overwhelmed, stabbing into her almost transparent body.

No blood, no explosion.

Her physical body, like an ice sculpture illuminated by sunlight, began to dissolve and disintegrate silently from the point of impact, transforming into tiny ice-blue light particles.

Her Primordial Spirit, also eroded by the Power of Annihilation, shattered inch by inch like a sand sculpture weathered by the wind, turning into a rain of light in the sky.

However, at the very last moment before she was about to be completely obliterated, both in form and essence.

Deep within her True Spirit, a barely detectable Chaos Brand, brimming with endless vitality, quietly lit up.

That was Xu Qing's final protection.

Buzz!

A gentle but irresistible force of "life", like a warm tide, wrapped and converged around the core wisp of her True Spirit that was about to dissipate, then transformed into a faint stream of light, disappearing without a trace, ignoring the barriers of time and space and the blockades of the Wuxiang Daoist.

"Hmm?" The Wuxiang Daoist frowned, sensing that his sure-kill strike seemed to have hit nothing, with the most crucial "prey" vanishing into thin air.

He then sneered: "Can you escape? Even if the True Spirit is not destroyed, it will surely fall into eternal ruin, with no day of revival."

He did not pursue further but instead cast a cold gaze towards his next target—the Pure Yang Dao Sect.

Soon after, a similarly brutal battle unfolded at the mountain gate of the Pure Yang Dao Sect. Although the Seven Immortals of Pure Yang fought desperately, they were still continually pushed back in the face of the Supreme Dao Sect, which had incorporated part of the Heavenly River Dao Sect's strength and was secretly supported by three giants, ultimately resulting in the destruction of the mountain gate and annihilation of the sect.

The Seven Immortals of Pure Yang scattered individually, and in the moment when Chang Chunzi and Yu Yangzi were severely wounded and about to fall, a crack suddenly tore open in the void, and a gentle force swept them up, making them disappear.

However, at the instant they were "guided" away, a very subtle black Demon Flame, carrying a venomous and destructive aura, silently attached itself to their True Spirits, transforming into an almost undetectable Demon Seed.

...

Within the Pure Yang Universe Map, at the peak of Zhong Mountain.

Xu Qing's will imprint was quietly observing a faint ice-blue light cluster before him, as if it might extinguish at any moment.

Within the light cluster was Xu Qingzhu's True Spirit, which had been severely damaged and had fallen into the deepest silence.

Entwined around it were strands of grayish, rust-like extinction aura, originating from wounds inflicted by the joint power of three giants, containing the more fundamental Great Dao Laws, persistently eroding the last glimmer of her True Spirit.

Even with Xu Qing's Immortal Chaos Birth and Death Dao Fruit, he could barely maintain its cohesion, unable to completely eradicate it.

This was a wound of the Great Dao! Not curable by external force, nor savable by elixirs!

At this moment, two ragged figures were transmitted into the great hall, none other than Chang Chunzi and Yu Yangzi.

"Greetings, Daoist Monarch!" The two quickly saluted Xu Qing's will imprint, their faces filled with the relief and gratitude of surviving a disaster.

Xu Qing's gaze swept over them, with his profound Dao Thought Eyes, he clearly saw the Demon Seeds of the Lord of All Demons, quietly taking root and sprouting deep within their True Spirits.

His face, however, showed no change.

"No need for formalities, my friends. Rest assured and recuperate here," his voice was calm and unwavering.

After the two retreated, Xu Qing's Dao Thought returned to his daughter's True Spirit, and within his calm will, there finally stirred a trace of irrepressible sorrow and anger as a father.

At this moment, an icy, emotionless thought crossed the endless Taixu, resounding directly within his Dao Thought.

It carried only one message, yet it exploded like thunder deep within Xu Qing's will.

"Reforge... the Investiture of the Gods!"

The owner of that voice was True Monarch Xiansheng, who bore a grudge against Xu Qing.