200: Chapter 199 Immortal Lord's Ruins

Southern Region, in a certain small city.

In an inconspicuous small courtyard, Ancestor Heihun restrained all his aura, sitting in the courtyard all day drinking tea and resting his spirit.

Ever since he escaped from the Cangmang Mountains last time, he had been wandering all over the Southern Region, not daring to stay in one place for too long.

Before he could find a suitable place to settle, the Taixuan Sect's army arrived in the Southern Region; Warships blotted out the sun, led by True Immortals, crushing everything in their path.

He was so terrified that he didn't even dare to project his Divine Sense outward, immediately ducking into this remote small city and disguising himself as an unremarkable Loose Cultivator, not daring to make any more moves.

Let alone going out to cause trouble, he didn't even dare to take a second look at the spiritual bird raised by his neighbor.

One day, while he was resting his spirit with his eyes closed in the courtyard, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

It was hard to describe, just a sudden tightening for no reason, as if something related to him had been erased from the world.

Ancestor Heihun opened his eyes and frowned, muttering under his breath:

"What's going on... why did this Old Ancestor suddenly feel a bit panicked?"

He instinctively thought of that silver-white tiger, and with a shudder, he quickly focused his senses on his surroundings—there was nothing.

The small city was quiet; there were no issues with his concealment.

He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself:

"It shouldn't be. I've hidden quite well these past few days. It must be an illusion. Never mind, maybe I'm overthinking it."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Eastern Region, Endless Sea.

Immortal Lord Dameng stepped out from the Void Realm, hovering above the vast sea.

His gaze was already locked onto a certain spot in the Void Realm, and he raised his hand to press down toward that space from afar.

The entire surface of the Endless Sea suddenly became still as a golden light exploded from deep within the Void Realm, piercing through heaven and earth.

It dyed the entire Desolate Ancient Continent golden.

A massive, ancient, and magnificent palace slowly manifested from a rift in the Void Realm, its ancient and boundless aura sweeping across the Five Domains like a tide.

Cultivators across the Five Domains looked up simultaneously, their eyes filled with shock.

"What a bright light! Could it be a supreme treasure appearing in the world?"

"Are these the ruins of an ancient Great Emperor?"

"How is that possible? With such power, it's likely the ruins of an Immortal!"

Various forces were abuzz with discussion, and many Old Ancestors instinctively prepared to rush toward the Endless Sea.

But before they could set off, they received a message from the Taixuan Sect—no need to panic.

Ancestor Heihun snapped his eyes open, sprang from his chair, rushed to the window in two steps, and looked up toward the east.

That golden light pierced through heaven and earth, dyeing the entire Southern Region golden.

Even from tens of thousands of miles away, that ancient and boundless aura still surged like a tide, making his chest feel tight.

In all his years of living, he had never felt an aura of this level.

"What is this commotion?"

He couldn't help but blurt out, instinctively wanting to fly in that direction, but he forced himself to pull back before his feet even left the ground.

The pressure carried within that golden light was too heavy—so heavy that even as a True Immortal, just sensing it from afar made his back go cold.

If it had anything to do with the Taixuan Sect, wouldn't rushing over be like walking into a trap?

After a fierce internal struggle for a while, he eventually slumped back into his chair, suppressing his ill-timed curiosity.

Forget it, whatever it is, I'll just keep hiding. Staying alive is better than anything else.

Central Region, Tianyin City Office.

Immortal Qing Li put down the Jade Slip in her hand and looked up at the golden light in the east that pierced through heaven and earth.

Several Great Emperor Peak Elders beside her also sensed the fluctuation at the same time and were about to ask.

Immortal Qing Li had already withdrawn her gaze, her tone indifferent:

"Elder Elder Da Meng sent a transmission in advance; there's no need to pay it any mind. Everyone, get ready; the Sect Master is summoning us back to the sect."

The Elders responded one after another and went to prepare. Similar scenes were unfolding in the Southern and Northern Regions.

Above the Endless Sea, the ancient and magnificent palace had fully manifested, hovering between the layers of the Void Realm and the physical world.

The entire palace was constructed from Crimson Origin Divine Gold, a spiritual ore that only existed in the Immortal Realm; even after countless millennia, it still shimmered with a steady crimson-gold luster.

The material of the palace walls alone was enough to make ordinary Immortal Dao forces green with envy.

The exterior of the palace was shrouded in a thick layer of Immortal light, a defensive Restriction personally laid down by Immortal Lord Chixiao before his fall.

Immortal Lord Dameng stood before the palace gates with his hands behind his back. As his Divine Sense touched the Restriction, his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Previously, through the layers of the Void Realm, he had only sensed the general location of the remains. Now that the Restriction was right before his eyes, the strength of the array master at their peak was clear at a glance—Immortal Lord Sixth Heaven.

Withdrawing his Divine Sense, he lightly tapped the Restriction. The entire layer of Immortal light dissipated silently like a popped bubble, and the palace gates swung open with a boom.

An ancient aura, sealed for countless millennia, billowed out from within the palace.

Immortal Lord Dameng stepped inside. What met his eyes was a wide corridor with a floor paved with neatly cut Crimson Origin Divine Gold.

On both sides, patches of Spiritual Plants were planted haphazardly, one next to another, crowding the entire path.

If a Cultivator from the Desolate Ancient Continent were standing here, they would probably go mad on the spot.

These Spiritual Plants planted casually by the roadside were all undying divine medicine.

Things that would cause Great Emperor Peaks to fight to the death outside were merely planted on both sides of the corridor for landscaping here.

Immortal Lord Dameng took a glance and then waved his hand, collecting all the undying divine medicine by the roadside.

Continuing further in, the grade of the Spiritual Plants on both sides of the corridor gradually increased.

True Immortal Realm Spiritual Plants began to appear—Heavenly Fire Divine Lotus, Nine Heavens Thunder Wood, and Biluo Immortal Vine—each one flowing with rich Immortal charm, on a completely different level from those undying divine medicines outside.

Without stopping his pace, he conveniently swept them all into his sleeve.

Passing through the corridor, he arrived at a side hall.

On the treasure shelves in the hall were many Immortal Artifacts and Immortal weapons; most of their spiritual light had dimmed, but a few still flowed with a significant Immortal charm.

A crimson longsword hung on the eastern wall, its Immortal runes flowing like ripples, with faint, low sword hums emanating from it.

On the western shelf, a set of nine silver-white flying daggers was neatly arranged, their blades as thin as cicada wings, each engraved with different Immortal Dao patterns.

Also scattered on the shelves were many Cultivation Technique Jade Slips, while sealed Immortal ores and divine irons were stacked by category on the other side, piled high.

Immortal Lord Dameng didn't bother counting them and just took everything.

Passing through the side hall, further ahead was the main hall.

The hall was empty, with no extra furnishings, save for a set of remains sitting cross-legged in the very center.