parentshiftbook Chapter 334 Netherworld Immortal Sect, World Origin Qi
Chapter 334 Netherworld Immortal Sect, World Origin Qi
Chapter 334 Netherworld Immortal Sect, World Origin Qi
"An immortal?!"
Li Xijun's pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, an undisguised shock appeared on her face.
This was the first time he had heard this word from another being since he came to the main world.
This title, which contained endless legends and power in his previous life's culture, actually appeared in the mouth of the god-king of this other world!
"That's right—it's an immortal—" The remnant soul of the God-King Orogg's voice carried a deep-seated hatred and an indelible fear, "I'll let you see with your own eyes—how my civilization—ended—"
The next moment, a massive flood of fragmented memories, mixed with despair and destruction, surged into Li Xijun's sea of consciousness. It was still that prosperous and glorious divine realm.
King Orog sat on the throne of the Pantheon, ruling over all the gods, and the world was at peace.
Suddenly, the sky, no, the curtain of the entire world, was torn apart by an indescribably enormous hand wreathed in pitch-black demonic flames!
The mere manifestation of that palm emitted such immense pressure that it caused the laws of the entire divine realm to groan and crumble!
Countless stars swirled around his fingertips, then vanished!
Immediately afterwards, a figure shrouded in chaotic energy broke through the void and arrived.
He couldn't see the face clearly, but could vaguely make out that the person was wearing a dark Taoist robe with a dragon pattern of a nebula being embroidered on it.
His very existence represents "death and the underworld," and the terror of his aura far surpasses that of the Light Saint that Li Xijun has ever seen, and even surpasses the God King Orogg at his peak!
That's an absolute crushing defeat on a life level!
"The light of ants dares to call itself a god? It's just right to serve as provisions for my ancestor, the Blood Fiend Pearl of Ten Thousand Souls," a cold, indifferent voice, like the judgment of the heavens, resounded throughout the world.
As he finished speaking, countless figures riding various colored lights surged out from the torn void behind him.
They were all dressed in similar black Taoist robes, but their auras were far inferior to the leader's. Even the weakest among them was comparable to a god in the Golden Core realm.
Their faces were either indifferent, grinning, or greedy.
"Kill! Seize the divine blood and soul cores to help our ancestor refine treasures!"
"The quality of the spirits in this world is quite good; it's perfect for incorporating into my Hundred Demon Banner!"
"I want that goddess; I'll refine her into a guardian demon!"
They swept through like locusts, attacking the gods who were filled with shock and rage and rose up in resistance.
In an instant, the once peaceful realm of the gods was transformed into a bloody slaughterhouse!
Countless magical treasures gleaming with spiritual light were unleashed: a sky-covering demonic banner fluttered, swirling up countless divine souls as they were sucked in with wailing cries; flying swords burning with ghostly flames formed a sword array, tearing apart the divine battle formation like a meat grinder.
The enormous skull-shaped magical artifact opened its mouth and devoured, chewing up the god and the temple together; the God-Binding Rope, the Soul-Refining Furnace, the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade—all kinds of demonic artifacts that Li Xijun had only seen in the legends of immortals and heroes were now being played out in reality, bringing the ultimate destruction.
The gods roared and fought back, the brilliance of divine magic clashing wildly with the eerie glow of sorcery, but the gap was too great.
The leading demonic giant didn't even personally deal with the ordinary gods. He simply looked indifferently at the God-King Orog, and then sent a thought across the void.
The God-King Orogg exerted all his strength, mobilizing the power of the entire world to empower himself, but before that will, his God-King authority was as fragile as paper.
His head was severed by an invisible force, his hands were pierced by the spear of law, and his divine body was covered with cracks and marks of the Dao.
He was on the verge of death before he could even touch the hem of the other person's clothes.
Before his consciousness completely collapsed, he saw his people being slaughtered, the world being torn apart, and endless blood and souls flowing like streams into a certain place in the void, where they were refined and absorbed—the entire glorious divine civilization, in the face of absolute power, was like a castle on the beach, easily flattened.
The scene abruptly ended.
Li Xijun suddenly came to her senses; her back was already soaked with cold sweat.
The scene of destruction was too real, and the disparity in power was too despairing.
"They—the cultivators who call themselves the Netherworld Immortal Sect—" God-King Orogh's voice rang out, filled with boundless hatred, "regarding the being who killed me, the one who surpassed even a God-King—they respectfully called him—the True Immortal of the Blood Sea!"
Fairy!
He truly is an immortal!
A demonic immortal sect that uses soul-refining and world-sacrificing as cultivation resources!
"The fact that you were able to come here and receive guidance from Phinks shows that you are highly regarded, have good intentions, and are different from those pure plunderers."
The remnant soul of the God-King looked at Li Xijun with his last hope, "I bestow this final gift upon you not without expectation—I only hope that if one day you possess sufficient power, and if you encounter the disciples of the Netherworld Immortal Sect—you must—slay them! Avenge the blood debt owed to my fallen civilization!"
Li Xijun was shaken and fell into deep thought.
The promise to annihilate a terrifying demonic sect that possesses "True Immortals" is far too heavy.
Seemingly sensing Li Xijun's hesitation, the God-King continued, "They once placed a crucial prototype of a supreme treasure at the core of this realm, nurturing it with the blood and flesh of countless gods as sustenance—they would never abandon something so important. They—will definitely return to retrieve it."
The God-King's voice carried a hint of urgency: "And the fact that you—can come into this world means that their return may not be far off!"
These words struck Li Xijun like a thunderbolt!
He immediately thought of Mu Sheng's injuries.
Who exactly injured that pillar of the Human Federation, that powerful Martial Saint, so much so that he had to rely on his own Great Dao to barely keep his life afloat?
Previously shrouded in mystery, a terrifying conjecture surfaced in his mind at this moment: was it also related to this "Netherworld Immortal Sect," or rather, to other similar, unknown civilizations in the universe outside those seven wormholes?
Based on what he had seen and heard in his previous life, these kinds of demonic cultivators were extremely cruel, often slaughtering cities and destroying worlds, and refining stars.
If the Human Federation were to be targeted by such an entity, its fate would likely be even more tragic than that of the current divine realm.
The entire civilization could become material for someone else's alchemy and weapon crafting!
A strong sense of crisis and responsibility welled up in my heart.
He did it not only for himself, but also for the countless people in the Lord's world who trust in him and have expectations of him!
"I promise you!" Li Xijun's gaze hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "If I, Li Xijun, ever have the power, I will surely slay the members of the Netherworld Immortal Sect and avenge the blood debt for your realm!"
"Good! Good! Good!" The remnant soul of the God-King said "good" three times in a row, his voice carrying a hint of relief and reassurance. "I can sense that you are special—your soul essence, the source of your power, both contain infinite possibilities—perhaps, you really can do it—"
"In return, and to help you grow, I will give you three things."
At the chest of the remnant soul of the God King, a wisp of chaotic energy, incomparably pure and gentle yet containing the primordial aura of creation, slowly emerged. It was only the size of a thumb, yet it seemed to bear the weight and hope of an entire world.
"The first item is the world's primordial energy," the last remaining essence left behind after the fall of our world's creator god.
"It is the source of our realm's gods' ability to rapidly increase their strength, perfectly condense their authority, and even break through to higher realms."
"It also has a remarkable effect on breaking through to the level of a main god. The one I have preserved in my body is the core I once reserved for revival, and its quantity is enough to help give birth to forty-nine gods."
Upon hearing this, Li Xijun was filled with shock and disbelief.
He finally understood why, every time this world opened, there were human explorers who would instantly achieve the Golden Core stage.
It turns out that such an incredible treasure still exists in this world!
This "World Origin Qi" is simply an unparalleled catalyst for creating powerful individuals!
With this item, plus the top-tier Core Formation resources prepared for him by the Federation, his chances of condensing a Grade One Golden Core will increase from 70-80% to 100%!
Watching the chaotic energy slowly flying towards him, Li Xijun knew that he had obtained the biggest piece of the puzzle on his path to becoming a powerful figure.
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