novelapdf Chapter 491 The Strange Seed in the Thunder Pool of Creation
Chapter 491 The Strange Seed in the Thunder Pool of Creation
Ao Xiang shook his head, his tone cold: "And that Donghuang, with the Golden Crow bloodline, was once the supreme race of the Immortal Realm. How rare! It's a pity he didn't know his place."
"We wanted his bloodline, which was a sign of respect for him. But he was willing to risk his life rather than submit. So we had no choice but to grant his request. Unfortunately, he was lucky and escaped with serious injuries. We don't know where he went. We haven't heard from him for so many years."
"It's truly a pity. The Golden Crow clan is already rare, and since the Eastern Emperor, the Immortal Realm has never seen a pure-blooded Golden Crow again." The Celestial Lord of the Azure Sky said indifferently.
"They're all ungrateful bastards; it's no loss if they die."
Ao Xiang stood up, walked to the palace entrance, glanced back, and said in a low voice:
"That Origin Realm is just as ungrateful. This time, none of them will escape."
The Heavenly Lord of the Azure Sky and Ao Xiang were thinking, "We are the Immortal Realm, and the leaders of the Immortal Realm. It is an honor for us to recruit you. How dare you refuse and resist?"
That's practically suicide.
The Celestial Lord of the Azure Sky and Ao Xiang began discussing how to gain the support of the Celestial Lord of the Radiant Universe.
In the Heavenly Garden, in that new grave.
The Thunder Pool of Creation lay quietly in the darkness, its waters shimmering with iridescent light.
Now, no one is bothering us.
At this moment, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the Thunder Pool of Creation.
The light was very faint at first, like a newly hatched firefly.
It rises slowly and steadily from the bottom of the pool.
Then, the second, the third, the fourth... countless points of light appeared from nothingness, converging from all directions.
Some came from the Great Luo Heaven, some from the human realm, some from the immortal realm, and some from the void in all directions.
Among these, some of the points of light represent the faith and gratitude of all beings in the Three Realms towards the Heavenly Emperor.
Some of them bear traces of Jiang Hao's Dao, while others are of unknown origin.
These points of light intertwined and coalesced in the void, transforming into countless invisible threads that drifted from all directions in the void and disappeared into the depths of the Thunder Pool.
The points of light merged with the lightning tribulation liquid and began to condense.
Then, a seed appeared.
It's very small, only the size of a thumb, and crystal clear, like the purest crystal.
The surface of the seed is covered with patterns of various colors, which are glowing and constantly changing.
The lightning tribulation liquid in the Creation Thunder Pool began to slowly flow into the seed, and the seven-colored rays of light surged toward the tiny seed like a tide.
Life was gathering. The seeds absorbed the liquid of the lightning tribulation and began to change, like something that had been parched for a long time finally encountering water. They absorbed it with great thirst and then slowly grew.
Inside the tomb, the air was filled with Daoist energy and celestial light. The seed floated in the Thunder Pool, as if it were nurturing something.
……
The Celestial Realm, the Heavenly Palace in the Azure Sky.
The Celestial Lord and Ao Xiang wore expressions of joy.
"Finally got Guangyu sorted out." Ao Xiang nodded in satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief.
After many efforts, the Celestial Lord of the Azure Sky and Ao Xiang finally gained the support of the Celestial Lord of the Radiant Universe.
However, the Lord of Guangyu did not send troops or exert any effort; he only cast a vote.
However, the Celestial Lord of the Azure Sky and Ao Xiang didn't care. They didn't need the other party's help; their combined power was enough to sweep away the so-called lower realm.
They didn't even need to lift a finger, so they didn't care whether the Lord of Guangyu contributed or not.
All they wanted were votes of approval. In other words, the five Heavenly Lords of the Immortal Realm had a rule, especially the strongest one, the Central Heavenly Lord, that major events in the Immortal Realm would need to be decided by vote after he went into seclusion.
If it weren't for this regulation, they would have sent troops on their own long ago; how could they have waited until now?
"How long will it take to open this passage?" Ao Xiang asked.
"About a hundred years." The Lord of the Azure Sky opened his eyes. "When a large army passes through, it's not like traveling alone. The rules are much more restrictive, so it will take some time."
Ao Xiang snorted coldly, not paying much attention.
A hundred years is a lifetime for an ordinary person.
For the true immortals in the Immortal Realm who have lived for over a million years, or even several million years, it is but a fleeting moment.
Resources are being mobilized, warships are being prepared, and armies are being assembled. Both the Celestial Lord and Ao Xiang are mustering their troops, waiting for the passage to open.
Soon, a century had passed.
The Three Realms, the Heavenly Court's back garden.
The new grave lies quietly by the Immortal Pool, its blue stone tablet blank, while the tree branch of the Enlightenment Tree has taken root and sprouted a few new leaves.
The cocoon of light of the Seven-Colored Immortal Golden Holy Spirit was dim and lifeless, and the branches and leaves of the Immortal Medicine drooped as if still in mourning.
No one came to disturb them, and no one would come. Lingbao, Yuanshi, Qinming, and the others were busy preparing for battle. Occasionally, they would stand in front of the grave for a while, remain silent for a moment, and then leave.
In the tomb, the Thunder Pool of Creation lay quietly in the darkness.
Over the past century, the liquid from the tribulation in the Thunder Pool has decreased by 50%.
The seed in the pond has also changed a lot; it is no longer the size of a thumb, but now it is the size of a fist.
The surface of the seed is covered with various patterns, red, golden, purplish-blue, and silvery-white, each color representing a fundamental principle.
Those patterns are no longer static; they are moving, intertwining, and evolving, flowing across the seed surface like living things.
At the center of the seed, a ball of light is dancing.
The seed is now beating like a human heart. With each beating, the patterns on the seed's surface light up, and a wisp of lightning tribulation liquid flows into it.
With each breath, the miraculous seed breathed in and out life force, Daoist principles, and fragments of the primordial spirit that had once vanished.
The Thunder Tribulation Liquid was decreasing, but the Thunder Pool itself was also absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the Immortal Pool Water, the Daoist essence of the Elixir of Immortality and the Seven-Colored Immortal Golden Holy Spirit, and the spiritual essence of everything in the world, and was continuously replenished.
There was also a layer of chaotic light on the surface of the seed, like a veil, which covered all traces of the Dao, fluctuations of the primordial spirit, and the breath of life.
It's like it's lying dormant in death, waiting for the right time to break through the soil.
Nobody knows what happened here.
Lingbao Tianzun and his companions had visited many times, but none of them could discover the seeds inside.
Firstly, they wouldn't deliberately use their divine sense to probe inside.
Secondly, even if they investigate, they won't be able to find it; these seeds seem to have a concealment function.
Leichi lay quietly in the darkness, the seed bobbing and throbbing in the water, continuing to grow.
It is waiting, waiting for the day it breaks through the ground.
Meanwhile, in the desolate borderlands of the Immortal Realm, chaos surged, and a massive rift cracked open in the void.
At the edge of the crevice, celestial light and chaotic energy intertwined.
The Celestial Lord raised his hand, using the power of a Quasi-Immortal King to stabilize the passage.
Ao Xiang stood beside him, his face cold and stern.
Ahead of the passage, many powerful beings from the Immortal Realm stood on the warship, their immortal light cascading down and their Daoist aura permeating the air.
Lu Renzhenxian stood in front, his white robes fluttering, his aura at the peak of the True Immortal realm undisguised, causing the void to tremble.
He was beaming with excitement; he had been itching to do it all along. He wanted to make the lowly people of the lower realms repent at his feet!
There were also three auras around Lu Renzhenxian that were comparable to his, and they were obviously all True Immortals.
To Lu Renzhenxian's left is Ao Da, Ao Xiang's nephew. He is burly and fierce-looking, with golden runes of the Great Path of Light swirling around him. Each rune is burning, like a small sun.
Ao Er stood beside Ao Da, silent and taciturn. He was also a direct descendant of the Ao family and possessed great strength.
To Lu Renzhenxian's right is Lu Yi, another general under the Heavenly Lord of the Azure Sky. His aura is slightly weaker than Lu Renzhenxian's, but he is also a mid-stage True Immortal.
Moreover, the cultivation technique he practiced was not simple, because he practiced the "Pacifying Chaos Technique," a technique with an astonishing origin!
It is said to be one of the three supreme techniques. Although it is only a fragment now, its power is earth-shattering!
Four true immortals, each emanating an overwhelming aura.