Chapter 97: The Immortal Palace Seeks to Kill Liu Shen. Do You Think the Primordial Immortal Court Has No One?
Perfect World, Lower Realm Eight Regions.
Great Wilderness, Stone Village.
Night had grown deep, yet Stone Village remained as bright as day.
The earth-shaking battle between the Venerables had ended just like that under Liu Shen's effortless strike.
At the village entrance, the charred willow tree continued to emit soft green radiance.
A crystalline willow branch hung down like a divine chain of order. At the tip of the branch, it held a crimson bone, blood-red and perfectly translucent.
Imprinted upon it was the Vermilion Bird Treasure Technique.
"This bone contains the Treasure Technique of the Vermilion Bird lineage. It represents the true essence of the Dao of Fire."
Liu Shen's voice sounded calm and cold.
Then, with a gentle flick, the bone, radiating terrifying heat like a miniature sun, floated into Little One's hands.
"Little One, your talent is exceptional. Over the next few days, observe this bone and comprehend the transformations of the runes within it. It will greatly benefit your cultivation."
Hearing this, Little One held the scorching bone tightly and nodded vigorously.
His large eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Wow! Thank you, Liu Shen!"
Not far away, the palm-sized little red bird trembling in the corner suddenly stiffened.
Hearing Liu Shen's words, it revealed a very human-like grievance in its eyes, yet it did not dare utter even the faintest sound.
However, this scene was even more painful for the people of Douluo Continent watching from beyond the Sky Screen.
"Those three beasts must be at least ten million years old!"
"Doesn't that mean those bones are ten-million-year soul bones?!"
Inside Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu stared at the genuine bone.
The complex runes flowing across it seemed capable of evolving entire seas of fire with every flicker.
For a moment, this legendary powerhouse, known as the invincible of the sky, felt his heart bleed.
"A treasure like this… is only for observation?"
"If it were given to me, I would exchange the entire Spirit Hall for it!"
After all, in the understanding of people from the Douluo Continent, soul bones were meant to be absorbed to obtain abilities.
But in the Perfect World, they directly comprehended the Dao contained within the bones.
Once understood, it became their own power.
No soul rings required.
…
Meanwhile,
Upper Realm.
Three Thousand Provinces.
This was a mysterious land filled with chaotic qi.
A massive, ancient bronze palace floated in the void.
It was unimaginably ancient, its entire surface covered with green copper rust.
Around the palace, there was no life at all.
Only endless chaotic mist surged and rolled, with runes constantly appearing and fading within it.
This was one of the most terrifying lineages in the Upper Realm.
The Immortal Palace.
"Boom—"
At the exact moment Liu Shen made a move in the Great Wilderness, a tremor suddenly echoed from deep within the bronze palace that had been silent for ages.
Within the deepest spring well, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
Those eyes held no emotion.
Only a trace of surprise.
"That willow tree… is still alive?"
An ancient voice echoed through the vast hall, shaking the chaotic mist around it.
"In the past, we joined forces to surround it, summoned the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation to annihilate it, severed its divine roots, and destroyed its dharma body."
"Yet it actually managed to be reborn in that barren Lower Realm?"
"A centipede does not stiffen even after death."
The voice snorted coldly.
"Since it still lives, it cannot be allowed to remain."
"Before it recovers its peak strength, we must suppress it completely and refine the heart of its willow heart to mend the flaws in my Immortal Dao!"
"Pass down the decree."
"Even if the cross-realm ancient formation must be activated at great cost, it must be erased!"
Following this command, several terrifying figures flew out from different parts of the Immortal Palace.
At the same time, other forbidden lands of the Upper Realm, such as the Heavenly Kingdom and the Nether Clan, also received messages from the Immortal Palace.
For a moment, countless eyes resembling those of gods and demons opened across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Their gazes all turned toward the direction of Stone Village in the Lower Realm.
…
However, just as the bronze warships of the Immortal Palace were about to tear open the void and forcefully descend through the Lower Realm passage—
A heavy curtain of light suddenly rose above a vast chain of beautiful mountains.
It forcefully blocked the overwhelming killing intent.
This place was the Qingyun Sect.
A sect that kept a low profile in the Upper Realm but possessed unfathomable foundations.
Then, a middle-aged man wearing a green Daoist robe stepped into the sky.
Dao laws of clouds and mist surrounded him.
He was clearly a Sect Master-level existence.
The current Sect Master of Qingyun Sect.
As he spoke, the Qingyun Sect Master sacrificed a great Dao bell.
"Hmph."
From deep within the void came only a cold snort.
Crack!
The Dao bell instantly developed cracks.
Meanwhile, the Qingyun Sect Master was struck like lightning.
He coughed up blood violently as his body was blasted away and smashed heavily into the main peak, raising clouds of dust.
"Sect Master!"
At once, countless disciples of Qingyun Sect cried out in despair.
The enemy had not even appeared.
Yet a single cold snort had severely injured their invincible Sect Master.
Was this the Immortal Palace?
An overwhelming existence that inspired despair.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."
After severely injuring the Qingyun Sect Master, a figure wrapped entirely in metallic armor stepped out from the void.
An Immortal Palace Supreme!
Holding a war halberd, he looked down at the land below.
"Since your Qingyun Sect refuses to recognize reality… then it shall be destroyed."
But just as the halberd was about to fall and erase this sacred land that had existed for endless ages—
"Sigh…"
An ancient sigh suddenly echoed across heaven and earth.
The sigh was soft.
Yet it seemed to span countless ages.
The collapsing void froze instantly.
At the same time, within the forbidden land behind Qingyun Sect.
A stone cliff sealed for tens of thousands of years suddenly split open.
Then an elderly man wearing a gray robe slowly walked out.
He looked extremely old.
His hair was sparse, his teeth nearly gone, and his back slightly hunched, as though a strong breeze might knock him over.
But with every step he took, Dao runes spread beneath his feet like ripples in water.
Even the overwhelming pressure of the Immortal Palace melted away like snow before him.
"An… Ancestor?!"
The Qingyun Sect Master, who had just struggled to stand, immediately dropped to his knees.
The entire Qingyun Sect erupted into shocked cries.
At that moment, both elders and disciples were stunned.
They had always believed that the legendary founding ancestor from the Immortal Domain had long perished in the river of time.
Yet he was still alive!
"Qingyunzi?"
High in the sky, the Immortal Palace Supreme paused slightly.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that you, old fossil, were still alive, barely clinging to life until this era."
Qingyunzi remained calm.
His cloudy old eyes slowly opened as he looked toward the Immortal Palace Supreme.
"The actions of the Immortal Palace are overly tyrannical."
"The matters of the Lower Realm should follow the karma of the Lower Realm."
"Why must you exterminate everything?"
"Tyrannical?"
The Immortal Palace Supreme suddenly burst into laughter, shaking the heavens.
After laughing, he pointed toward Qingyunzi, his voice turning cold.
"Your Qingyun Sect has always claimed to remain detached from worldly affairs."
"Today you truly intend to wade into this muddy water for the sake of that Lower Realm sinner?"
"As for you, Qingyunzi,"
The Immortal Palace Supreme stepped forward.
His terrifying aura surged like an ocean.
"You are nothing more than a discarded disciple of the Primordial Immortal Court!"
End of Chapter.