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

Chapter 115 Another Great Realm

Having done all this, the Liyue King looked at the gray sky outside the city and murmured to himself, "It has been silent for too long... It's time to let this mist be tinged with the color of thunder."

In the northern part of the Immortal Realm, there lies the Mysterious Gang Grotto.

In a simple cave dwelling enveloped by pure gale-force winds and heavy mountain rocks, the Xuan Gang Immortal King, a muscular, bald giant as silent as a mountain, sat cross-legged. His blood and qi were like mercury, emitting a low rumble as he struggled against the dark erosion that was invading his Dao foundation.

His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were as firm as a rock.

Suddenly, a certain ancient battle scar within his body, which had been dormant for many years and was almost integrated with his bloodline, began to heat up slightly!

This battle scar was left when he was fighting alongside the Butcher in the Boundary Sea, on the verge of death, swept by an aftershock of desolation filled with resistance and unyielding spirit. Although it made his injuries more complicated, it also made him resonate more deeply with that resolute will to fight against darkness.

At this moment, what triggered this battle scar sensation was a wisp of the same origin but even purer Daoist aura of annihilation! Accompanying it was a chaotic battle intent mark that made him feel inexplicably familiar and oppressed, as well as the lamplight aura of that old fellow, Burning Lamp.

Xuan Gang Immortal King suddenly opened his eyes, and the muscles on his usually calm face twitched. He didn't make a sound, but clenched his fists, which were powerful enough to crush stars. The roar of his internal energy intensified, temporarily suppressing the stubborn dark erosion marks.

He slowly stood up, walked to the cave entrance, and looked out at the howling wind, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light. Hundreds of thousands of years of silence and healing had almost smoothed out his edges, but at this moment, this hidden call was like a boulder thrown into stagnant water, instantly awakening the dormant ferocity and fighting spirit within his blood!

He offered no outward response, but instead used his own refined and concentrated inner energy to activate the ancient battle scars, subtly integrating a pure will wave representing "fight" and "submission" into the surrounding wind laws. This wave was weak and natural, seemingly just an ordinary ripple of the wind, yet it responded directly and fiercely to the direction from which the signal came, following an unseen connection—Received, willing to fight!

Throughout the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Kings who received the signals secretly sent by Yang Shuo after being selected by Lu Xuan through the Burning Lamp may have reacted differently, or they may not have been able to respond immediately due to their circumstances. However, without exception, they all cast a stone of hope and determination into the still lake of their hearts.

The flames of resistance were not extinguished; they were merely waiting, after a long period of suppression, for the opportunity to reconnect and burst forth in a blazing inferno.

Lu Xuan, residing in the Golden Crow Ancestral Land, clearly perceived these responses—whether direct, subtle, fierce, or cautious—through the lamp of wisdom of the Ancient Immortal King Burning Lamp, which seemed to illuminate all the heavens.

A cold, yet resolute smile finally appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"The net has been cast."

"The bait has been laid."

"Next... let's see when Darkness can no longer restrain itself."

Inside the Golden Crow Ancestral Hall, the chaotic and silent Daoist aura flowed silently, growing ever more profound.

A storm sweeping across the Immortal Realm, heading straight for the source of darkness, is already brewing beneath the surface, its undercurrents surging unnoticed by anyone.

Deep within the Golden Crow Ancestral Hall, the chaotic and silent Daoist energy flowed like a deep-sea undercurrent, operating silently yet powerfully.

Lu Xuan sat cross-legged before the ancestral god statue, his eyes slightly closed, his fingertips unconsciously tracing intricate and profound paths in the void. Each path contained a profound understanding and deduction of the three Dao principles of chaos, battle intent, and annihilation. They intertwined, collided, annihilated, and were reborn, as if simulating the ultimate mystery of the birth and death of the universe and the changing of eras.

The positive responses brought back by Yan Huang and Yang Shuo, along with the subtle renewed fighting spirit sensed throughout the Immortal Realm through the wisdom of the Burning Lamp, made the chessboard in Lu Xuan's mind clearer. A preliminary network of connections had been established, and potential allies were being awakened one by one. But this was far from enough.

The threat of darkness hangs like the Sword of Damocles over the heavens, its true power and intentions still shrouded in the mists of the deepest part of the Boundary Sea.

He needs more time to allow Yanhuang and Yangshuo to be tempered in the "Void Realm Battlefield," to allow himself to achieve true perfection in the fusion of the Triple Dao Fruit, and to give the newly established Immortal Kings enough time to secretly prepare, eliminate hidden dangers, and accumulate strength.

However, it seems that Boundary Sea has no intention of giving him that ease anymore.

"Om-!"

On this day, the ancient immortal king Ran Deng, who was sitting in the Hall of Wisdom and Light, saw the eternally burning lamp in front of him suddenly begin to sway violently without warning!
The light was no longer stable and peaceful, but instead cast fragmented, distorted shadows filled with despair and destruction!
In the interplay of light and shadow, one can vaguely see the terrifying scene of stars extinguishing, continents sinking, and all living beings wailing. Furthermore, an intensely dense dark substance devours everything like a tidal wave!
The expression on the face of the Ancient Immortal King Ran Deng changed drastically. His withered fingers rapidly made calculations, and the fire of wisdom burned wildly in his eyes as he tried to decipher this sudden ominous sign.

A moment later, he suddenly exhaled a breath of pale golden energy, which was mixed with a few wisps of black smoke! He didn't have time to adjust his breathing, and immediately used the highest priority to transmit an extremely compressed message, filled with warning and sorrow, to Lu Xuan in the Golden Crow Ancestral Hall through the one-way secret communication channel.

Almost simultaneously, Yan Huang and Yang Shuo, who were struggling against the simulated "Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor's Pressure" in the "Virtual Realm Battlefield," also felt a strange tremor and piercing pain in their hearts, as if billions of living beings were letting out their final lament at the same instant. That lament pierced through the barrier of the virtual realm and subtly shook their Dao hearts. The two were forced to withdraw from the virtual realm, exchanging a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Inside the ancestral hall, Lu Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, the scene of the primordial chaos and the gray darkness of the end of an era flashed by. He received the message from the Burning Lamp, and through his deep connection with the laws of heaven and earth, he vaguely sensed the unusual fluctuations of the laws and... a sense of "absence" coming from the direction of the Boundary Sea.

The message of lighting the lamp was extremely brief, yet every word carried immense weight:
"The Great Boundary of Xun Wind is destroyed."

"The riots in the Boundary Sea are a prelude to the Dark Tide."

"Multiple phantom images of the 'Ancient Temple of Reception' were observed to appear in the riot area, and then disappeared."

"An unknown dark emperor's aura flashed by, but could not be locked onto."

The Great Boundary of Xunfeng!

The relevant information immediately came to mind.

It was an ancient and powerful world located diagonally opposite the Immortal Realm, near the other side of the Boundary Sea. Although its strength was not as great as that of the Immortal Realm at its peak, it still had several Immortal Kings presiding over it, a long history, and a flourishing wind-elemental law.

Such a vast realm... it's gone? Destroyed so silently in such a short time?

(End of this chapter)