Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 896: Stage Built High
Previously on Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?...
Kunlun peak.
The Immortals of Lingxiao retreated to the Nine Heavens, and the expanse of the sky reverted to its pristine clarity.
However, beneath the heavens now stood a majestic Immortal Mountain, an edifice of impossible grandeur that pierced the very fabric of existence. Even from a distance of ten thousand miles, Kunlun could clearly witness its towering summits vanish into the clouds.
At True One Hua Jin’s transcendent cultivation level, she could plainly discern exquisite pavilions and elegant towers adorning the mountain. Waterfalls cascaded down, streams meandered, and avian creatures and beasts darted through the verdant forests.
She had diligently listened to the pronouncements of Heavenly Emperor Hao Tian.
His words, while seemingly agreeable, spoke of inherent opportunities within the newly appeared Immortal Mountain…
But was this not merely a ploy to send her Ascenders forward as expendable test subjects?
Yet, refusal was an impossibility, and she lacked the dominion to even consider such a notion.
“Issue the decree,” she commanded with measured calm to the stunned contingent of Kunlun disciples assembled behind her. “All disciples below the Golden Core stage shall convene in the main hall for a crucial discussion. This Venerable One has a significant announcement to impart.”This new Immortal Mountain could, at present, be regarded as a clandestine secret realm; its true nature, whether fraught with peril or brimming with blessings, remained an enigma. She required disciples of lesser cultivation to venture in first, to perform reconnaissance.
Should the mountain prove less perilous than initially feared, or if it truly harbored profound opportunities, she could subsequently dispatch Ascenders of higher cultivation. In such a scenario, it could genuinely contribute to the augmentation of the Kunlun Immortal Palace’s overall might.
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True One Hua Jin initiated her plan with remarkable alacrity.
Soon, a select group of Ascenders, possessing moderate talent, were guided to the vicinity of the Immortal Mountain.
She could not bring herself to relinquish the exceptionally gifted disciples.
Conversely, the truly disadvantaged might be ill-equipped to seize any resources the mountain concealed.
Those at a middling tier represented the most judicious selection.
As they stood before the mountainous edifice, dozens of disciples clad in the distinctive robes of Kunlun halted within a secluded mountain cleft.
Before them loomed the base of the Immortal Mountain that had descended from the heavens.
A shimmering membrane, as delicate as a cicada’s wing and suffused with a soft golden luminescence, formed an encompassing barrier, akin to a colossal soap bubble, effectively isolating the two distinct realms.
“Proceed inwards.”The leading Golden Core elder drew a deep, steadying breath before stepping forward.
Plop—
A subtle sound, reminiscent of a single raindrop impacting a placid lake, ensued.
The elder traversed the radiant membrane unimpeded.
Following his lead, the Foundation Establishment disciples behind him exchanged glances, then, steeling their resolve, entered one by one.
From a distant precipice, True One Hua Jin’s gaze remained fixed upon their receding forms.
What transpired next caused her heart to flutter with apprehension.
The instant those disciples breached the barrier, their bodies became unnervingly rigid.
Then, as if guided by an unseen signal, each one tilted their heads upward, their mouths agape, chests heaving with desperate exertion.
They were drawing breath.
With an almost ravenous intensity, akin to drowning individuals breaking the surface for air, or famished beggars relishing the aroma of a feast after days of starvation.
Even through the intervening barrier, Hua Jin the True One perceived the intoxicating essence—spiritual energy—permeating the air.
It was likely an ancient spiritual energy, potentially hundreds or even thousands of times more potent than that of Earth Star, possessed of a purity so profound it verged on liquidity.
“A blessed location… truly a sanctuary of immense fortune! Such an Immortal treasure trove must be claimed for the Kunlun Immortal Palace!”The Golden Core elder turned, his features flushed with an almost euphoric fervor.
He offered a deep, respectful bow to True One Hua Jin across the ethereal membrane, then gestured expansively with his hand.
“Advance!”Dozens of figures swiftly dissolved into the lush, primeval forest, vanishing as if swallowed by an enveloping mist.
True One Hua Jin tightly clasped her sleeve.
Suppressing the potent urge to enter and experience it herself, she then settled cross-legged upon a slab of cool, green stone.
“Guard the soul tablets diligently.”Her voice, imbued with icy resolve, resonated through the valley.
Currently, the soul tablets of the Ascenders who had entered the Immortal Mountain were meticulously arranged before her. Any demise would be instantly registered. If a soul was not utterly annihilated, the tablet could even offer insights into the Ascender’s final moments, thereby serving as a tool for understanding the Immortal Mountain’s nature.
“Should any tablet fracture, report it without delay.”A gust of wind swept across Kunlun’s snowy peaks, carrying with it a palpable chill.
True One Hua Jin closed her eyes, yet the troubled crease between her brows remained unyielding.
This unexpected windfall, this celestial boon, felt excessively enticing and… perilously potent.
A persistent premonition suggested that a momentous event was imminent.
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Cangyun Realm, the Upper Realm.
Origin Core.
Here lay the culmination of cosmic causality, the genesis point of existence.
White Sword maintained his cross-legged posture in the void, enveloped by a swirling vortex of billions of starlit bands.
He lowered his gaze, his eyes appearing to contain the very genesis and dissolution of the cosmos, fixed intently upon his outstretched palm.
Floating serenely above his palm was a miniature emerald mountain, no larger than a floating duckweed.
This was the very Immortal Mountain present on Earth Star, a fully formed, spatially folded domain meticulously crafted by his own formidable power.
Those "ants" that had just infiltrated were nothing more than insignificant specks of dust in his eyes.
Their inherent greed, their palpable fear, every single one of their movements was exposed under his intense observation, each minute detail as clear as crystal.
"The stage is now set."
A subtle, cruel curve graced White Sword's lips.
"And the actors have all taken their positions."
"Then..."
He extended a long, finger akin to fine jade and gently pressed upon the emptiness.
Whoosh—
An immeasurable number of resplendent lights materialized from the void seemingly from nothing,
resembling celestial maidens scattering blossoms, or a dazzling meteor shower, gracefully descending towards the miniature Immortal Mountain cupped in his palm.
These were not mere spiritual energy.
They encompassed various distinct cultivation techniques, supreme-grade spiritual treasures, and pills unknown to the cultivators of Earth Star.
They were in essence, seeds of great calamity, potent enough to elevate a mortal to godhood, to incite conflict between siblings, and turn father and son into sworn enemies... sowing discord.
"...Let this intricate web of causality surge like a flood and fester into a devastating plague."
The smile within White Sword's eyes intensified, becoming increasingly savage.
He was akin to a craftsman carefully raising poisonous insects.
He was also a fisherman casting his line.
Only when a substantial amount of blood had been spilled would the threads of causality become sufficiently taut; only then would the ultimate fusion of the two worlds be... undeniably assured.
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Concurrently.
Within the Canglan Realm, the Starry Sky Great Forest.
The arboreal giants here reached extraordinary heights.
Each ancient, colossal tree pierced relentlessly into the heavens, their dense canopies obscuring the sun and sky above. Between the thick foliage, glimmering specks of starlight could be seen, giving the impression that this forest truly harbored a fragment of the celestial firmament.
The atmosphere was oppressively humid and heavy, carrying the sharp, metallic scent of the rich earth and the distinct, musky aroma of wild beasts.
"We have arrived."
Bixixi came to a halt, her magnificent, ceremonial robe remaining miraculously pristine despite the surrounding undergrowth.
She turned her gaze towards Li Qingran, who followed behind her, and then toward the nonchalant Battle Soul clad in white, drifting beside Li Qingran with an air of languid indifference.
"This is the core territory of the Starry Sky Great Forest."
Bixixi gestured towards the foreboding, deep woods ahead, which appeared capable of engulfing all light.
"This region represents one of the Canglan Continent's most significant havens for World Beasts. Your husband... possesses a considerable appetite, desiring creatures of great age. This location should suffice to satisfy him."
She paused briefly, her gaze drifting over the faint golden World Ring adorning Chen Huaian's body, a fleeting expression of apprehension mingled with fervent devotion crossing her features.
"However, World Beasts exceeding a hundred thousand years of age have already attained sentience, making them as cunning as foxes."
"They strategically conceal themselves within this boundless expanse of forest, possessing their own hidden territories and specialized methods of evasion.
Should they choose not to reveal themselves, even a Titled Battle Master, despite turning the entire forest upside down, might fail to locate a single one."
Bixixi let out a soft frown, appearing somewhat helpless. "This forest is simply too immense."
"We are like tigers attempting to consume the sky, with no purchase to sink our claws into."
"We require a method..."
Her phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly, glinting with a dangerous luminescence:
"We must lure them out."
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