Perfection: The Eastern Emperor Bell manifests, I am the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 110 The Quasi-Immortal Emperor's Last Help

The chaotic cocoon of light drifted for an unknown amount of time in the dimensional gaps beyond comprehension. The passage of time lost its meaning here. Only the faint light that enveloped Lu Xuan's last essence flickered uncertainly in the endless chaos and nothingness, like a candle in the wind.

Finally, as if it had exhausted its last bit of pulling force, or perhaps attracted by some kind of shared aura in the dark, the chaotic light cocoon suddenly shuddered and fell out of the unknown dimensional rift, crashing into a real world.

"boom--!"

The chaotic cocoon of light, like a meteorite, streaked with a dim tail flame as it crashed into a vast and ancient world barrier.

The laws of this world seem exceptionally tough and exclusive. The impact of the cocoon of light caused violent turmoil, but in the end, the barrier was forcibly torn open with a tiny crack, and the cocoon of light, carrying its final momentum, plunged deep into the earth.

The earth shook violently, and dust billowed into the sky, creating a massive, bottomless crater.

After an unknown amount of time, deep within the crater, the chaotic cocoon of light, already as thin as a cicada's wing and almost completely extinguished, finally emitted a final, faint "crack" sound, shattering and dissipating completely.

Within it, a "being" that is almost inhuman is revealed.

Lu Xuan.

Or rather, it was everything that remained of Lu Xuan.

His imperial body had already been completely destroyed by the attack of the Azure Emperor. What remained was only a slightly writhing, chaotic halo that barely maintained a human-shaped outline.

At the core of the halo were his cracked, almost shattered dual Dao Fruits and a faint, almost extinguished, divine soul imprint.

After protecting its master and escaping, the power of the Chaos Bell had completely subsided. Even its original form had been hidden deep within its broken origin due to excessive consumption, leaving no trace.

Seriously injured?

No, it's already on the verge of complete disappearance.

If it weren't for the extremely high nature of the two Dao Fruits, the faint binding force between them, and the final protection from the Chaos Bell that preserved a bit of his origin, he would have long since vanished into nothingness.

He could “feel” that he was slowly and irreversibly dissipating, his consciousness sinking into boundless darkness and excruciating pain, making even thinking incredibly difficult.

"Is it... over... here..."

Vague thoughts, like bubbles at the bottom of the water, slowly rise to the surface, only to burst soon after.

However, just as his remaining essence was about to completely merge into this ancient land, becoming nourishment for all things—

At the core of his shattered dual Dao Fruit, a wisp of primordial chaos aura remained, triggered by the final power of the Chaos Bell.

His unique Daoist charm, cultivated through the Chaos Battle Immortal Path and tempered by the flames of war during the Emperor's Fall era, seemed to resonate with a faint, extremely subtle, homologous fluctuation that had been buried deep within this ancient land for countless epochs!
"Om..."

A faint yet exceptionally clear tremor did not originate from the outside world, but rather came directly from the deepest part of his remaining essence, and from the ancient earth beneath his feet!
Immediately afterwards, a faint, grayish light, yet imbued with an ancient sense of desolation and indomitable annihilation, slowly seeped from the depths of the earth. Like a firefly awakened, it drifted and floated, ignoring the tattered primordial defenses around him, and directly merged into his chaotic aura, attaching itself to his nearly shattered divine soul imprint.

This ray of light was extremely faint, yet it carried a familiar feeling that sent shivers down Lu Xuan's spine! It was the aura of the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor!
It was that unique, tragic, and resolute Daoist charm of annihilation that belonged only to him!

However, this aura was extremely weak. It was no longer the supreme being who could fight against the Dark Emperor, but more like a remnant of a true spirit, a fragment of a soul that was unwilling to completely dissipate, attached to this place by some kind of obsession or opportunity, and slumbered for countless years!
"It's you……"

Lu Xuan's almost extinguished consciousness was miraculously stabilized by the integration of this familiar and shared true spirit.

He "saw" that within that faint mark of the true spirit, some extremely blurry, fragmented images and pieces of information were sealed away—

That was the last moment when the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor was besieged by the four Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors in the deepest part of the Boundary Sea, and his imperial body was about to shatter and his true spirit was about to be completely annihilated... The fluctuations of the Chaos Bell accidentally swept by and actually protected his last bit of the purest and most core true spirit imprint, preventing it from being completely erased by the darkness.

This wisp of true spirit imprint, carried by the chaotic flow of time and space, unexpectedly drifted to this unknown ancient realm and sank deep into the earth, falling into an eternal slumber.

Only today, with Lu Xuan arriving carrying an even richer aura of the Chaos Bell's origin and a shared battle intent, has it been awakened from its endless slumber!
Two "comrades-in-arms" from different eras, fighting against darkness in different ways, yet both receiving a sliver of protection from the Chaos Bell in dire straits, have reunited in this unknown ancient realm in such a tragic yet miraculous way!

The nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor's true spirit imprint was too weak to even convey a clear thought. Only that eternal sorrow, the obsession with fighting against darkness, and a faint expectation for those who would follow warmed Lu Xuan's soul, which was about to be frozen.

But that's enough!
This fusion of the same true spirit was like adding a wick in the wind to Lu Xuan's dying flame of life.

It couldn't provide the power to restore him, but it did provide a crucial anchor point, a coordinate, giving his crumbling soul and Dao fruit a "core" to rely on and refer to, halting the trend of further dissipation!

Moreover, the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor's pure, annihilating Daoist aura, which was directed against darkness, resonated deeply with Lu Xuan's own Chaotic Battle Immortal Dao, which contained the fighting spirit and destructive power. Although their paths were different, they shared a profound connection in their ultimate goal of fighting against darkness.

This faint resonance, like the most exquisite Dao fire, began to slowly and spontaneously temper and repair Lu Xuan's cracked dual Dao fruits, attempting to integrate that sense of annihilation into his origin, which was intertwined with chaos and fighting spirit.

It's a process so slow it's almost imperceptible, but at least hope has been rekindled.

Lu Xuan's chaotic aura stabilized slightly and stopped dimming.

He mustered his last and most tenacious will and began to try to absorb the scattered, sparse energy in this ancient world. With the resonance and repair brought by the nameless true spirit mark, he began to heal his wounds very slowly and began to try to reshape himself.

The road ahead remains uncertain. Severely wounded and on the verge of death, he has been stranded in an unknown ancient realm, surrounded by powerful enemies.

But he survived.

And he was not alone.

The protection of the Chaos Bell, the nameless remnant spirit, the foundation of the dual Dao Fruits, the indomitable battle spirit... all of these intertwine in this unknown ancient realm, forming a faint yet tenacious thread of life.

Amidst the alternation of excruciating pain and healing, Lu Xuan's consciousness slowly calmed down, entering the deepest state of repose and recovery. He needed time, a great deal of time.

And this ancient realm that swallowed him up did not seem to be a benevolent place either.

(End of this chapter)