Chương 6: Chapter 6: Watching the Battle of the Immortals
The Endless Abyss, located at the far east of the Da Xuan Kingdom, is bottomless and shrouded in heavy fog all year round. Anyone who falls would surely meet a fate of complete destruction.
No one knows what lies at the bottom of this abyss. This place, where even birds disappear, has been off-limits to humans for many years.
Li Fan, however, learned through a previous simulation that the dense fog above the abyss disperses once every fifteen years. Today, he came here to witness this with his own eyes.
After all, if his guess is correct, the two cultivators, Dao Xuanzi and Kou Hong, might have arrived at this Immortal Realm through the abyss.
Li Fan stood quietly, looking at the endlessly deep abyss not far away, waiting patiently.
After some unknown period of time, the heavy white mist, which had the smell of the ancient times, finally started to change.
"Whoo…"
As if an exotic beast of ancient times was roaring distantly from below. When the sound gradually increased, people realized that the noise was indeed the sound of the wind!
The thick white fog was disturbed, creating ripples.
The wind then grew stronger, forcing large amounts of the white mist to spurt out from the abyss like a reverse waterfall, shooting up to the sky.
The strong wind persisted for nearly half an hour before the heavy fog finally dissipated.
Li Fan, with a serious expression, took out a telescope and looked towards the bottom of the abyss.
Initially, the base of the abyss was pitch black, nothing could be seen.
Gradually, spots of light began to emerge.
After a long while, the bottom of the abyss became ablaze with light, revealing a reversed mirage-like view to the eye of Li Fan.
According to the information, the phenomenon at the bottom of the abyss varied from person to person.
But what Li Fan saw made him gravely shocked.
A ruined mountain gate was surrounded by collapsed buildings. The ground and walls filled with cracks showed clear signs of blade and magic attacks.
Some areas seemed to have been soaked in blood, depicting a bizarre dark red shade.
The scattered corpses and weapons littered all around seemed to silently narrate a great catastrophe it had encountered years ago.
Li Fan was dumbfounded, he shifted his sight and on a smooth cliff of a mountain, he saw four large characters carved into the rock.
"Immortality is Dead"!
The words appeared to be written in blood, and they were black-red in color.
Even from a great distance, upon seeing these four characters, Li Fan could feel the unspeakable fear and despair contained within them.
"Immortality is dead... What happened here? What really happened to the world of immortal cultivation?" Li Fan immersed in these thoughts and remained silent for a long time.
...
After the fog cleared for half a day and began to gather again, Li Fan returned to Xuanjing City.
Time passed quickly, and in an instant, fifty years had passed.
On the day of Li Fan's seventieth birthday, thousands of soldiers in Xuanjing City were on high alert.
"Dao Xuanzi! You can't push people too far!"
Kou Hong turned around and shouted angrily, hovering in the air above Xuanjing City.
However, before Dao Xuanzi could respond, voices came first from the city below, echoing through Xuanjing.
"Kou Hong, we were ordered by Immortal Master Dao Xuanzi to wait for you here!"
Along with the voices, bullets filled the sky.
Caught off guard, Kou Hong was hit directly.
"How is it possible? Has Dao Xuanzi known all along that I would flee here? When did he become so cunning?!" Kou Hong was both shocked and furious.
Immediately after that, Kou Hong was horrified to find that his spiritual power was rapidly being consumed while resisting these magic tools. A glance at him, Kou Hong understood it all at once.
"Immortal-Ordinary Miasma!? Dao Xuanzi, you're so despicable!" With disbelief in his eyes, Kou Hong looked at Dao Xuanzi who had just arrived. He seemed to be recognizing his friend of a hundred years for the first time.
The current Dao Xuanzi was a little bewildered.
"What's going on with these mortals? Why are they attacking Kou Hong in my name? And they even know how to use Immortal-Ordinary Miasma?" Dao Xuanzi was caught off guard and momentarily at a loss for what to do.
However, looking at the extremely agitated Kou Hong not far away, Dao Xuanzi quickly gathered his thoughts.
"There is something strange here! Kou Hong, these mortals are not under my control!" Dao Xuanzi quickly explained.
"Oh? Aren't you admitting what you did?" Kou Hong sneered and laughed bitterly. "Or are you afraid that if the use of Immortal-Ordinary Miasma got out, all cultivators would unite to hunt you down? Or perhaps, you're more concerned that your hard-earned reputation over a hundred years will be ruined overnight?"
Knowing his brother's temperament, Dao Xuanzi realized that he had lost his reason. No matter what he said, Kou Hong wouldn't listen.
Dao Xuanzi had a vague feeling that he had fallen into some kind of trap.
The strange atmosphere here gave him a significant sense of crisis.
Fighting with Kou Hong at this moment wouldn't be a sensible move.
So, he patiently explained to Kou Hong, "After knowing each other for a hundred years, when have you ever seen me lying? This really isn't..."
However, before he could finish his sentence, an old voice suddenly emanated from all directions, interrupting him.
"Immortal Master Dao Xuanzi, why are you denying what you did now? Didn't we agree that as long as we help you kill Kou Hong here, and seize his Golden Core Technique, you would lead my clansmen out of the Immortal Realm?" The voice sounded somewhat wronged and even resentful.
"Golden Core Technique?!" Upon hearing this, both Kou Hong and Dao Xuanzi changed their faces.
"You still claim it's not you! Who else would know about this but you!" Kou Hong's beard and hair were all standing on end, at the pinnacle of rage.
"This person actually knows about the Golden Core Technique..." Dao Xuanzi's heart sunk completely.
The voice from below continued regardless, "You know, for the sake of Immortal Master Dao Xuanzi's so-called Immortal-Ordinary Miasma, we have provoked public anger. Now, the world is boiling with resentment. If you, Master, can't keep your promise and lead us out, my clan might soon have nowhere to be buried!"
Being slandered, Dao Xuanzi was distracted, and shouted in annoyance, "Shameless wretch, shut your mouth!"
He flew towards the source of the voice, intending to find the real culprit, but all he saw was a strange rectangular object where the voice was coming from. Such items were scattered all over Xuanjing City, and he had no idea how many more there were.
"How cautious..." Dao Xuanzi was at his wit's end.
"Does Master Dao Xuanzi want to kill and silence them now?" There came another sarcastic remark from the voice inside.
Dao Xuanzi was grinding his teeth, seething with anger. He smashed the rectangular object into pieces.
In Kou Hong's eyes, it looked like Dao Xuanzi was trying to cover up after being exposed and was trying to silence him out of fury.
Kou Hong roared up to the sky, "Dao Xuanzi! After a hundred years of knowing each other, I can't believe that I've been mistaking you! You want the Golden Core Technique? Why stoop so low? I won't run anymore, come and get it if you dare!"
"Taoist Technique: Fury of the Flame Dragon!"
An angry fire dragon circled around Kou Hong and roared up to the heavens.
The fire dragon glared at the front and spat out a stream of crimson flame, heading straight for Dao Xuanzi.
Dao Xuanzi sighed helplessly and with a gentle chant, a flying sword appeared behind him out of thin air. It transformed into a beam of white light, rushing towards the crimson flame.
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