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

Chapter 84 Before a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, All Beings Are Equal
Just as the defenses were about to collapse completely, the dark giants, with cruel smiles, prepared to reap the lives of the last resisters.

Even when Lu Xuan was preparing to unleash the Chaos Bell imprint at all costs for a final gamble—

Mutations reborn!

Above the Boundary Sea, the sky, which was originally filled with the aura of the dark giant and resembled an iron curtain, suddenly...

It was bathed in a gentle light that was even more vast, even more supreme, as if it were above all paths.

The light was not dazzling, but it carried a powerful force that could soothe all wounds and quell all chaos.

It spread silently, and wherever it passed, the boiling sea of ​​the realm became calm, the shattered stars stopped disintegrating, and even the fragments of the Dao principles scattered by the fallen immortal kings seemed to be gently guided and soothed by this power.

Immediately afterward, amidst the astonished gazes of all the survivors, including the dozens of dark giants, a figure silently appeared in the very center of the battlefield, above the Boundary Sea.

He wasn't particularly tall or imposing; his figure was even somewhat blurry, his exact features indistinct, only a simple blue robe vaguely visible. He didn't exude any aggressive aura; he simply stood there quietly, yet he seemed to become the center of the entire universe, the source of all the myriad paths of the heavens!

He is not Emperor Xi!

"It's...it's him?!" One of the surviving ancient immortal kings of the divine kingdom recognized the figure, trembling with excitement and tears welling up in his eyes, as if he had seen the last hope.

The once arrogant and powerful figures of the underworld, upon recognizing this figure, simultaneously let out a terrifying mental scream:

"Impossible! How could you be here?!"

"Shouldn't you be..."

"escape!!!"

However, it's too late.

The figure in the green robe didn't even seem to glance at the dark giants; he simply raised one of his hands.

There were no earth-shattering energy fluctuations, no dazzling chains of divine laws. It was simply a matter of gently pressing down on those dozens of dark giants exuding an aura of world destruction.

It was as if his words were law, as if the Great Dao had ordained it.

"Om-!"

An invisible, incomprehensible, and irresistible force of confinement and suppression instantly enveloped all the dark giants!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The rotting giant hand froze in mid-air, the twisted shadow remained motionless, and the bone spear that pierced through the sea of ​​stars shattered inch by inch…

Dozens of dark giants, whether ordinary Immortal Kings or Emperor-level beings, all their actions, all their supernatural powers, and all their laws were forcibly frozen under this press!
They seemed to have transformed into insects encased in amber, embedded in the void backdrop of the Boundary Sea!

Their faces still bore the marks of horror, fear, and disbelief. The ferocity and cruelty in their eyes were replaced by endless terror, and they could no longer utter a sound or a thought!
With a mere wave of his hand, he effortlessly suppressed dozens of dark giants who were capable of overturning the heavens and burying an era!
The world was utterly silent.

Only the figure in the blue robe remained standing quietly, as if he had done something insignificant.

His blurry gaze seemed to traverse endless time and space, lingering on Lu Xuan for a fleeting moment.

There was an indescribable complex emotion in that gaze—a scrutiny, an inquiry, and a barely perceptible hint of...expectation?
There was also a trace of understanding, as if they had grasped the cause and effect of eternity.

Immediately, the figure in green slowly vanished, as if it had never existed. The soft light that permeated the sea of ​​boundaries also subsided.

But the suppressive force did not disappear. Dozens of dark giants, like the most exquisite sculptures, were eternally frozen in the void of the Boundary Sea, becoming the most shocking monument to this earth-shattering war.

The surviving soldiers of the divine kingdom gazed at the dark giant who had been instantly suppressed.

Gazing upon the countless comrades who had fallen, leaving behind only ruins and tragic scenes, thunderous cheers and cries of relief erupted. Standing alone amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Lu Xuan looked in the direction where the figure in green had disappeared, his heart surging with emotions far surpassing the raging waves of the Boundary Sea.

That quasi-Immortal Emperor!
Why did he make a move?
What did his last glance mean?
The mysteries of the Fallen Emperor era have not only remained unsolved, but have become even more perplexing and profound due to the appearance of this mysterious quasi-immortal emperor.

Through this battle, Lu Xuan realized even more deeply that in the face of a true supreme being, even a Celestial King is like an ant.

His journey is still very long.

The battle is over, but his conquest and exploration are far from over.

He composed himself, transformed into a streak of crimson gold, and continued resolutely toward his goal.

At the dawn of the Immortal Realm, carrying the last embers and hopes of the fallen Emperors, it quietly began to take shape at the edge of the heavens.

Lu Xuan, however, chose to go against this.

He resolutely turned around and stepped alone into the vast and boundless sea of ​​boundaries and the countless ancient realms connected to it.

He no longer confined himself to the corner of the Xihuang Divine Kingdom, but regarded the entire boundless sea and all the myriad worlds as a testing ground to hone himself.

He rode the light of the Blood Gold Battle Immortal, traversing the chaotic currents of time and space, stepping into one bizarre and wondrous realm after another, each with its own distinct laws.

He concealed his illustrious title as the Golden Crow War God of the Xihuang Divine Kingdom, and became like an unnamed ascetic, seeking the Dao and waging war wherever he went!
Our first stop: the Protomagnetoterozoic Era.

All things in this world possess primordial magnetic power, and the laws of this world are biased towards attraction and repulsion. Cultivators all cultivate primordial magnetic supernatural abilities, which can manipulate stars and distort space.

When Lu Xuan first entered this realm, his unique Dao principles attracted the challenge of the strongest prodigy in the land—the "Primordial Magnetic Saint."

With a wave of his hand, the Holy Son set up the Primordial Magnetic Prison, drawing upon endless gravity to crush Lu Xuan into a pulp.

Lu Xuan, however, with his body as a battle immortal, with his feet stepping on mysterious steps, actually triggered the opponent's magnetic power to backfire. He used the opponent's own methods against them, and with a fist imprint containing the profound meaning of Chaos Yang, he broke through the Heavenly Prison and blasted the Magnetic Saint Son into the Earth's core, shaking the entire Ancient Realm!
This battle gave rise to the legend of "the nameless warrior who shattered the magnetic field with his fist".

The second stop: the Netherworld.

This realm is the final resting place of the dead, filled with eerie yin energy, where the laws of reincarnation manifest, and most living beings are either souls or immortal creatures.

In this world, Lu Xuan encounters a descendant of the "Ferryman of the Underworld," a strange and talented individual who pilots a ghost ship and wields a portion of the power of reincarnation.

The two sides fought on the River of Oblivion. The ferryman stirred up the wails of ten thousand ghosts, and the power of reincarnation tried to drag Lu Xuan into the afterlife.

Lu Xuan manifested the "Good Corpse" Glazed Heart Lamp, its light shining brightly and purifying the netherworld. He also used the "Self Corpse" to fix the cycle of reincarnation and punched through the ghost ship, forcing the ferryman to flee into the depths of the Yellow Springs and never dare to appear in the world again.

The story of "The Immortal of Light, Traversing the Netherworld" is passed down in this realm.

The third stop: Starry Sky Sword Domain.

In this world, all cultivators revere the sword, and everyone practices swordsmanship, bringing the sword-based civilization to its zenith.

Lu Xuan's entry into this realm attracted the attention of the contemporary "Star Sword Master".

Sword Master set up the Myriad Swords Returning to One Formation in the meteorite belt, drawing upon the power of the stars in the heavens, and the sword light fell like a silver river.

Lu Xuan pointed his fingers like a sword, using his claws as weapons, condensing his fighting spirit and the solar immortal flames into supreme sword intent, actually using his claws to confront the swords, and forcefully clashing with the Ten Thousand Swords Formation!

(End of this chapter)