CHAPTER 356: CHAPTER 326: NINE DEATHS IMMORTAL HEAVENLY SKILL!

Zhu Shanhe and Xing’e suddenly clashed, and a blinding radiance obscured the entire Sky Dome. The two of them were enveloped in a vast halo of light, and those outside, despite their best efforts, could not discern the slightest detail within.

The remaining Spirits of Night Travel exchanged glances, then prepared to take action.

Layers upon layers of dark tidal waves once again boiled over, pressing down on the Sky Dome until it trembled violently, an icy and indifferent gaze overlooking all living things.

"Aren’t you going to take action? Whoever decides to watch from the sidelines, all previous promises will be retracted."

Seeing that the Spirits of Night Travel were about to move, Gao Tianxiong spoke lightly, his gaze sweeping sideways towards the seven Primordial Spirit powerhouses from various forces behind him.

"Tsk, the old fox is getting impatient."

"Alright, the fun’s almost over. Let’s get moving, or else be careful this old fox doesn’t take the chance to default on his debt later."

With a sneer, Zhao Gengyun exhaled a cloud of smoke, tapped his pipe bowl against the sole of his shoe to knock out the ash, and then gestured for the group of Primordial Spirit powerhouses to prepare for action.

Yet, as he saw Yu Xiu hesitating to also rise,

this outspoken former flag master simply pressed down his palm with a smile, indicating for him to sit back down.

"Cliff Master Yu, you don’t need to trouble yourself with this matter—it doesn’t concern you."

"Your master has already returned to Shangjing."

The last sentence carried a clear tone of mockery. Seeing Yu Xiu’s complexion turn unsightly, Zhao Gengyun laughed out loud and did not provoke the Cliff Master of Star Mansion Sea Cliff further, leading the Primordial Spirit powerhouses to confront the Spirits of Night Travel.

Gazing darkly at the retreating figures of Zhao Gengyun and the others, Yu Xiu’s expression was as deep and still as an ancient well, his hands clenched tightly within his sleeves. He was eager to lash out, but upon lifting his gaze, he saw Gao Tianxiong standing with his hands behind his back amidst the void.

After a tumultuous surge of emotions, Yu Xiu slowly suppressed his indignation, closed his eyes, and disregarded everything else.

The Spirits of Night Travel numbered fourteen. In theory, they should have held an absolute numerical advantage over Zhao Gengyun and his seven allies.

But now that Xing’e was taken away by Zhu Shanhe,

without the Demon Buddha wielding the Black Decree, Zhao Gengyun, Dongfang Qing, and the others had no further concerns.

Just as Dongfang Qing had said before, these Spirits of Night Travel might look intimidating, and they were indeed genuine Primordial Spirit Realm beings. However, compared to the Primordial Spirit powerhouses of the Home Realm,

these Outer Realm Evil Gods were ultimately outsiders.

Relying on their descended forms, they could only exert less than seventy percent of their original strength, compounded by the deliberate suppression of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

As a result, Zhao Gengyun and his seven allies experienced no pressure at all, even when each faced two opponents.

In the vast expanse between heaven and earth, interwoven light and shadow created a chaotically beautiful tapestry. Countless brilliant lights fell like stars, crashing violently against each other, each beam filled with the mighty force of ancient and powerful rules of the Dao.

These immense rules of the Dao, as if inscribed by ancient deities, spanned the Sky Dome, traversed time and space, crisscrossed each other, and collided to create deafening roars as loud as thunder, reverberating through heaven and earth.

The entire Sky Dome seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand. The order of the world was instantly thrown into chaos; stars dimmed, the sun and moon lost their light, and mountains and rivers trembled, as if everything was about to be overturned by this violent force.

Massive globes of light, like the gathering of stars, spanned tens of thousands of miles. They compressed and collided, releasing energy capable of tearing through the toughest defenses, each contact accompanied by a strong tremor, causing space itself to wail in pain.

Strange and mysterious visions emerged from the intertwining lights: some like figures from ancient myths, some like the primordial chaos at the dawn of the universe, and others like the magnificent spectacle of stars being born and dying.

This was a battle at the Primordial Spirit Realm!

A mere gesture, a single breath, could unleash terrifying power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Indeed, if not for certain scruples causing both sides to restrain their power, this entire land would have long since been annihilated, turned to ash and smoke by the collision of their terrifying might.

Below, all the Demonic Evil Cultivators were looking up, their eyes wide and mouths agape, trying their utmost to witness this unprecedented battle.

A battle at the Primordial Spirit Realm was a rare opportunity to behold.

Gleaning even the slightest insight from it could be immensely beneficial.

However, as these Demonic Evil Cultivators eagerly observed the traces of light and shadow filling the sky, they were completely oblivious that the eyes of Gao Tianxiong, who stood in the void above, reflected a gradually completing map of Dianchuan Province.

「The next second!」

Across the vast expanse of Dianchuan Province, a sudden anomaly shocked all living beings.

Three hundred and sixty-five pillars of light rose from the ground like heavenly steles, piercing the Sky Dome.

Each radiated tremendous energy and endless majesty.

These pillars, like the very supports of heaven and earth, emanated an ancient rhythm from within, as if bearing the weight of millions of years of history and secrets.

Between the pillars, invisible bonds quietly wove together, linking them and forming a spectacularly grand Array Map.

This Array Map was ancient and massive, each line filled with the essence of the Dao, circulating in the air like an ancient poem, narrating the mysteries of the universe and the cycle of life.

The outline of the Array Patterns flickered in the alternation of light and darkness, resembling the very veins of heaven and earth, pulsating with the rhythm of life between reality and illusion.

As the Array Patterns formed, the vitality of the land seemed to be quietly siphoned away, diminishing all things under their majestic aura.

The stars lost their shine, rivers ceased flowing, the wind fell silent, and even the march of time seemed to slow in that instant.

These supreme Array Patterns were like a mirror, reflecting the interweaving and resonance of all the laws between heaven and earth, their power sufficient to shake everything in existence.

If you want to cultivate the "Nine Deaths Immortal Heavenly Skill," the first step is to place yourself in mortal peril and then seek rebirth.

When I achieved the Primordial Spirit Realm, I was ambushed by five Great Saints of your Demon Clan. Although I was lucky enough to survive the tribulation and cling to life, I still suffered irreversible hidden wounds.

I had placed all my hopes on my son, never expecting that you would have the audacity to desecrate his cenotaph and find the long-lost "Nine Deaths Immortal Heavenly Skill."

After I retrieved this peerless True Scripture, I began to lay out my plans... using Dianchuan Province as bait to lure you in.

Today, the day to conclude matters, has finally come.

Gao Tianxiong murmured to himself while slowly forming hand seals; each movement was deliberate, yet expressed an indescribable supreme majesty.

As the Daoist Incantations and Seals were cast, a vast Array Map slowly emerged in the Sky Dome above Dianchuan Province.

A divine light flashed suddenly.

Gao Tianxiong appeared at the center of the Array Map. In the next moment, a towering, crystal-clear Dao Tree, circulating with endless cycles of life and death, slowly extended. It swayed, sprinkling an intensely rich life essence all around.

Sitting cross-legged under the Life Dao Tree, Gao Tianxiong absorbed the creative power of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and moon, bit by bit, into his body.

Gradually, his body, which seemed to be composed of countless rays of light, began to solidify, and he started to radiate vitality.

It gave the impression of a being with flesh and blood.

Feeling the power of the Undying Array, Gao Tianxiong slowly opened his eyes and gently patted the Life Dao Tree beside him.

"Array, activate!"

「The next instant.」

When the vast Array Map covering the entire Sky Dome of the province suddenly activated, the silence in the air was shattered.

It was as if an ancient myth had awakened. Each line on the Array Map glowed brightly and began to rotate slowly, like an inverted celestial river, causing the rules between heaven and earth to become turbulent.

Every rotation of the Array Map carried an irresistible force, as if driven by fate itself.

All the Demonic Evil Cultivators within Dianchuan Province felt this overwhelming power, and their expressions changed drastically!

But by then it was already too late!

Piercing screams of agony instantly echoed across the entire land of Dianchuan Province.

Their bodies trembled under the oppressive cover of the Array Map. The Life Force within them, as if possessing a will of its own, was ruthlessly extracted and stripped away by the Array Map.

The very power that had once allowed them to rampage freely now became the source of their despair, their flames of life gradually extinguished by the Array Map’s absorption.

Green Silken Threads extended from the Array Map like tendrils of life, gathering the stripped Life Force and channeling it into the Life Dao Tree standing at the Array Map’s core.

The once pale branches of the Dao Tree instantly turned lush and vibrant, each leaf trembling joyfully, as if singing of rebirth.

And this was the ultimate stage of Gao Tianxiong’s entire plan!

He intended to use the lives of all the Demonic Evil Cultivators who had invaded Dianchuan Province as fuel.

To power this Undying Array!

To complete his resurrection!

As the operation of the Array Map accelerated, a boundless oppressive force spread across the entire great province.

The skin of the Demonic Evil Cultivators lost its color within moments, turning gray and withered, like specimens dried in the wind.

Their once fierce faces now showed only fright and despair, muscles atrophied, bones protruding, as if the candle of life was flickering in a gale, about to be extinguished.

Their eyes reflected the Array Map’s cold and cruel light—their final sight before their eyes dulled and fell completely into stillness.

Their bodies died, and their souls left their flesh.

The departure of the soul was silent, but with each soul scattering like starlight, a faint wail followed.

These souls tried to escape this land of death, but the Great Formation, like an invisible giant net, bound them despite their struggles.

Beams of light shot from the Array Map, like a predator’s fangs, accurately capturing every escaping soul and drawing them in, never to be seen again.

The entire scene was like a terrifying tableau: the deaths of the Demonic Evil Cultivators served as sacrifices for the Great Formation. Their Life Force and souls were devoured together, nourishing the massive formation that enveloped all of Dianchuan Province.

In the end, only withered corpses were scattered across the land, silently testifying to the brutal transformation.

High above, the Array Map continued to shine, its radiance illuminating the night and the path ahead.

Sitting in the center of the Great Formation, under the Dao Tree, the aura around Gao Tianxiong had become utterly complete and abundant.

He seemed to have escaped the grasp of death itself.

At this moment, he had stepped away from the brink of death, undergoing a profound transformation. Around his body, a deep and powerful vitality emerged, like sprouts of early spring breaking through the soil.

The air around him warmed with his presence, as if sunlight had scattered all gloom. His aura was strong yet not oppressive, instilling comfort and peace of mind.

Opening his eyes, Gao Tianxiong looked down and slowly clenched his fists, feeling the genuine sensation of his flesh-and-blood body. The corners of his mouth gradually lifted.

Nine Deaths Immortal Heavenly Skill!

Success!