Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1496 - Pushing for the Immortal Realm
The boundless territory of the Evergreen Immortal Nation sprawled across the western edge of the central Heavenly Realm, bordering both the central and western reaches, with an influence that was vast and undeniable.
Naturally, it was extraordinarily powerful: after all, it had established its rule at the very heart of the Heavenly Realm, on par with the legendary immortal holy lands. It was rumored that the emperors—both current and past—were sages who had achieved true enlightenment.
Chang’an City, a remote city in the periphery of the Evergreen Immortal Nation, got its name from the Chang’an Mountain Range nearby.
Suddenly, a fierce hurricane blew in the skies above Chang’an City. A terrifying storm gathered in the void. Countless people looked up and saw a figure emerging from the storm. This person was none other than Chen Fan.
Chen Fan’s eyes flickered. Looking down, he was taken aback for a moment.
He didn’t expect to find himself transferred directly above a city.
“What a powerful spatial storm. Who is he?” murmured several experts below, curious.
Chen Fan felt uneasy being stared at by the crowd. He immediately flickered away from the city and rushed into the Chang’an Mountain Range.
The Chang’an Mountain Range was like a divine dragon lying across the lands, stretching endlessly and filled with lush vegetation.
Swish.
Chen Fan reappeared in the sky above the Chang’an Mountain Range. He quickly swooped down and disappeared into the mountains.
Next, he descended into a mountain valley. The Chang’an Mountain Range was vast and endless. It was a good place to retreat to and attempt his breakthrough.
“Now, I’ll get ready to push for the immortal realm.”
A fiery look flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes.
Scenes from the past unfolded before his eyes.
He’d once been a weakling in the Tianwu Continent; now, he had traversed countless trials, surpassing peril after peril, and emerged in the Heavenly Realm. Those hardships and triumphs defied all description.
Now, he was finally about to become an Immortal, stepping into a realm that was once thought of as legendary.
However, Chen Fan knew that in the Heavenly Realm, the immortal realm was only another starting point for cultivation.
Time slipped by; a single month flew past like a fleeting dream. Then, one day, a terrifying aura burst from a mountain valley, surging toward the sky.
Within this hidden sanctuary, Chen Fan’s true primeval roared forth—wild as the Yangtze River—spiraling around him to form a colossal qi vortex, which then twisted upward, brewing a storm that pierced the clouds.
His aura erupted without restraint, saturating the heavens with the full intensity of a peak Void Immortal. Around him, faint immortal might seeped into the air; nearby laws distorted and shimmered, birthing flashes of immortal light.
Chen Fan could have attempted his breakthrough into the immortal realm long ago; instead, he’d prepared extensively, accumulating power until now. For him, breaking into the immortal realm was something that seemed almost inevitable.
Endless tribulation clouds began gathering in the sky. The gloomy pressure descended, causing the earth to tremble.
Many mercenaries were active within the Chang’an Mountain Range. At this moment, they all sensed the terrifying pressure between heaven and earth and gazed at the center of the heavenly might. They quickly realized that someone was undergoing their tribulation.
The terrifying tribulation clouds gathered fiercely, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling. The destructive aura that erupted from them was enough to make people’s scalps turn numb.
With Chen Fan at the center, endless winds stirred.
The winds condensed into gigantic spirits, with many placentae brewing within the winds.
This was a storm of the immortal Dao.
Woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo...
The fierce winds grew increasingly stronger.
The air currents had all turned into wind. Within this wind, even deities would have difficulty moving an inch, feeling like their flesh and blood were about to be blown away.
This was only a small, auxiliary tribulation of the immortal ascension tribulation.
Following the emergence of the immortal Dao storm, immortal Dao laws began condensing on Chen Fan, a sign of ascension into the Immortal Platform realm.
Buzz, buzz.
The immortal Dao laws quickened their pace, intensifying as the immortal Dao storm roared. Within this tempest, Chen Fan doggedly cultivated, converting his true primeval into law power. Threads of immortal Dao law wove themselves around him, sturdy as a spine.
He was in the process of advancing into the Immortal Platform realm.
This advancement was far grander than any of his previous advancements.
In the lower realms, legends spoke of dazzling ascensions, of mortals becoming immortals in broad daylight; to many, this was the ultimate metamorphosis, the great divide between mortality and immortality.
In essence, this was a transformation of life itself. Every previous breakthrough had gradually cultivated the power needed for one’s essence to evolve. The act of ascending to the immortal realm turned all that accumulated power into a blinding, qualitative leap.
From this point onward, there would be an eternal, unbridgeable gulf between the mortal and the immortal.
“Someone is trying to break through to the immortal realm!”
“Come, let’s go over and take a look.”
“Pushing into the immortal realm and casting the immortal platform. This is a rare opportunity for those of us also seeking that breakthrough.”
Within the Chang’an Mountain Range, many mercenaries and wandering cultivators all flocked urgently toward the valley, eager to glimpse history in the making.
At this time, Chen Fan was pushing himself into the Immortal Platform realm with all his strength.
He condensed immortal Dao laws and used these threads of law to cast his immortal platform. The immortal light and immortal might on him grew increasingly intense. The tribulation clouds in the sky also became increasingly turbulent.
Within Chen Fan, wisps of energy solidified and were being purified, surging violently. His meridians were like dragons.
While he was breaking through to the immortal realm, the Mark of the Gods in his origin acupoint trembled repeatedly. Light shot out of the small golden person, chanting in a divine language. The mysteries of the supreme martial Dao poured into Chen Fan’s soul like a clear stream, causing his martial Dao intent to reach an extremely high level.
That tiny golden figure straightened up, unleashing wave after wave of divine immortal arts. Suddenly, it quivered—cycling through millions of movements—each particle and cell singing in divine language, converging as a flowing torrent of power.
In an instant, Chen Fan’s mastery over the powers he had cultivated deepened dramatically; in a flash, he understood them all.
“Mysteries of the martial Dao, condensing of immortal marks. A single fist breaks the myriad laws, overpowering the eight realms. Move freely within the universe at the pinnacle of the martial Dao, reigning supreme!”
Chen Fan stood within the immortal Dao storm, his feet planted firmly, shaking the ages.
Within his body, thick immortal marks were completely condensed, emitting immortal light. Plainly visible on his meridians, flesh, blood, and within the depths of his dantian, these immortal marks coiled like chains, shackles of cosmic order. They replaced his very skeleton, empowering his stature until he seemed as indomitable as a mountain itself.
“Ignite all the immortal stones!”
The energy required to condense the immortal marks and cast an immortal platform was too much, especially when it came to Chen Fan, a black hole for resources, requiring tens, if not a hundred times more than others. All of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of immortal stones blazed fiercely.
“My god, is he advancing into the Immortal King realm or something? To ignite over a hundred thousand immortal stones at once... How can he not fear being torn apart by such overwhelming energy?!” exclaimed the onlookers, mouths agape as they witnessed the astonishing scene.
