ninety thousand miles

Chapter 709 Yin and Yang
The crimson sword light stained the dusky sky over the sea with a rusty hue.

On the sea of ​​golden flames, the Heavenly Wheel began to turn.

"The Heavenly Order commands the tide, and ten thousand feathers transform into stars," the fat cultivator said in a deep voice.

The phoenix feathers that enveloped the sea tide eye unfolded once more, and the shimmering feathers drifted around Wen Guying, protecting him from all incoming attacks.

The divine bird that had been perched on the Nine Seas suddenly spread its wings, carrying billions of gold points, and raised its head to cry out to the heavens.

A ferry crossing lights up.

The runes flickered and flowed towards the next ferry crossing. Soon, the second ferry crossing was also lit up, then the third, and so on...

It went dark.

All the ferry crossings were darkened.

The sky darkened again, and the smooth, folded surface had cracked open. A giant hand covered in black armor silently passed through the crack and descended.

Within the Tai Su Domain, countless paths lit up, and the immortals who rose from them all took action, unleashing countless divine powers in an attempt to stop the giant hand from descending.

The giant, armored hand easily crushed the spells and probed into the clouds, causing several paths to shatter.

"The immortals from the upper realm have made their move," said Hall Master Cangming.

"Be careful." The old palace master added another layer of defense. Just as he finished casting the spell, the sea and the sky shook violently at the same time.

At the same time, many sounds came from the crack: whistling wind, rolling thunder, and crackling sounds.

Openings appeared in the sky.

The reflection of the secret realm vanished, but the wound in the sky revealed a scene from the upper realm—countless majestic immortals, as towering as ancient mountains, stood facing each other.

Spells collided, light flowed, and illusions flickered.

A giant golden axe hurtled towards the armored giant hand. The silver dragon chariot flashed past, blocking the axe. But the charred, withered grass had already wrapped around the giant hand.

The aura of annihilation spread rapidly.

The giant hand shattered.

Withered grass spread, the broken bodies of immortals fell one by one, their foundations crumbled, and the starry river was annihilated.

A few stars splashed down.

The dark blades of grass tumbled rapidly within the cracks, the wounds constantly closing up.

In a few breaths, the folds in the sky returned to their smooth state, and the Tai Su Domain stabilized.

"What exactly happened to the Upper Realm?" Hall Master Cangming asked in horror.

At this moment, the folded surface of light changed again. Several dark golden rays flashed by, and the surface of light became increasingly uneven and contracted until it disappeared completely.

"The boundary between immortals and mortals has been restored," the old palace master said.

One by one, the darkened ferry crossings lit up again, and soon all five solid ferry crossings were illuminated.

Within the Tai Su Domain, the clouds condensed into a giant blade, carrying unparalleled power, cleaving the sky and sea from top to bottom, and also splitting open the myriad valleys sealing formation.

"All of you, move closer to me!" the old palace master shouted.

The Pure Flame of Glazed Glass reignited on the body of the Hall Master Cangming, and he transformed into a firebird, soaring across the sea and catching the cultivator who fell from the formation.

However, some cultivators still fell into the sea and were instantly killed by the clouds.

The divine bird flapped its wings again, and its shimmering feathers formed different runes on both sides of the sea and sky.

The sea and clouds surged.

The old palace master and seventeen other cultivators formed a circle, protecting the remaining cultivators within it.

At this moment, the Nine Seas were divided into two parts by the body of the divine bird, with five solid ferry crossings on one side and six illusory ones on the other. The old palace master and other cultivators were on the other side of the five ferry crossings.

However, the island where Immortal Yunyi resided seemed unaffected, existing independently outside of time and space.

"Just now... Immortal Weng directly activated the Sunset Cloud Secret Realm and unleashed the unique magic of True Immortal Yingfeng." Sect Leader Chu faced the divine bird, recalling the immense power he had just felt.

The old palace master hummed in agreement.

"Immortal Weng is right here," Sect Leader Chu continued. "The separation between immortals and mortals has been restored, and no more immortals will descend. No one can stop Immortal Weng now."

As they spoke, the world began to change.

In the space where the six illusory ferry crossings were located, the sun and moon spun, time reversed, and the seawater receded; the shadow of the giant Kun appeared on the seabed; ancient trees contracted, and islands disappeared. The illusory ferry crossings became solid.

In the space where the old palace master and others were, the ferry crossings lit up one by one again.

The Master of Cangming Hall looked much more haggard. He said, "Fortunately, we are on this side, which only leads to the not-too-distant future. On the other side, we would already be dead. That is not a power we can face directly. We are still alive and able to talk only because he knows that we will die soon, and he doesn't need to do anything himself."

"Not necessarily," the old palace master said.

Sect Leader Chu asked, "Yang Jiu, do you have any further insights?"

"Did you see what happened in the secret realm before the strange phenomenon in the sky?" the old palace master asked.

Sect Leader Chu replied, "I saw it. Wen Guying single-handedly held off over a hundred cultivators. But so what?"

"That proves that, even now, Weng Xianyi has not yet fully taken control of the Sunset Secret Realm," the old palace master said.

"It's just a matter of time," said Sect Leader Chu.

“It’s just a matter of time. He’s rushing to carry out his plan.” The old palace master added another layer of defense, saying, “Danchen, time is on our side.”

"You're always so optimistic," said Master Chu.

"I'm just not giving up hope. Besides, I've already figured out Weng Xian's plan," the old palace master said.

"After the demons descended, they enslaved the demons, explored the spiritual veins, and built palaces on them. Weng Xian sensed their plan and contacted them, manifesting eleven ferry crossings through the Tai Su Domain. When this great calamity arrives and the constellation of the nine stars aligns appears, he will be able to use the power of the eleven ferry crossings to temporarily replace the Heavenly Dao with the Tai Su Domain, completely break free from its constraints, and reach a realm that no one before him has ever reached... and after that, completely control the Heavenly Dao."

"That's his plan."

"But due to various unforeseen circumstances, over the course of 30,000 years, the Demon Ruins were gradually eroded by time, and six of the ferry crossings were destroyed beyond repair. At the same time, all his arrangements failed, and his plans were exposed."

“You all saw the war in the Upper Realm. His side was not in a favorable position. If he fails this time, he will face retribution from the Upper Realm. He has no choice but to take a gamble. Therefore, before he has fully controlled the Sunset Secret Realm, he activated the secret realm and used the magic of True Immortal Yingfeng to rapidly change the spacetime on both sides of the Nine Seas, returning to 30,000 years ago on one side and traveling to 3,000 years in the future on the other, thus barely meeting the conditions to break free of his constraints by using the ferry.”

"But this is not real, it is an illusion," said Sect Leader Chu.

“Illusion and reality are not mutually exclusive,” the old palace master said. “At that time, that beam of light will fall, and all his obstacles will dissipate. And that beam of light should have come with the gods. He and Chi Lin, the gods, must have had another agreement. However, he is still missing one thing.”

"What is it?" Sect Leader Chu asked.

"The White Walkers, the White Walkers' ritual," the old palace master replied, gazing at the divine bird at the highest point of the sky. "The White Walkers' ritual will be completed within the secret realm."

Within the secret realm, Wen Gu should still stand outside the eye of the tide.

The final strike.

Wen Gu wielded his sword, its energy like thunder, tearing through the clouds. From the rift, streaks of crimson sword light descended powerfully, burning in the desolate Sunset Secret Realm.

The Primordial Realm is broken.
The sword light pierced through the divine bird's body, illuminating the sky on both sides.

On the island, Immortal Yunyi watched the fleeting crimson sword light and finally stood up.

He stretched out his hand, and the seawater condensed into an ice sword in his hand.

The ice sword silently sliced ​​through the space on both the east and west sides, scattering into billions of ice particles that fell into the path where clouds condensed.

Silently, the paths within the clouds cracked and shattered one by one, and the illusory figures of the immortals also dissipated.

(End of this chapter)