The Heavenly Court is filled with deceitful objects, all of which are indescribable True Immortals.
Even the Immortal Mountain itself has undergone unspeakable mutations; the soil that once nurtured countless spiritual objects is continuously turning into flesh and blood.
The Heavenly Court originally had over seven thousand three hundred halls, but now only the Hall of the Three Pure Ones remains intact.
No one knows what kind of existence resides in the Hall of the Three Pure Ones, otherwise, why would the remnant of the Taoist Ancestor remain there, un-coveted by deceitful objects?
The mountain peak is shrouded in thick fog, as if an indescribable colossal creature is crawling.
All cultivators know they have no way back.
The Sea of Corpses is constantly rising, and the deceitful objects are like devouring locusts, leaving irreversible changes in the ecosystem of the Immortal Realm wherever they pass.
The Immortal Spirit Energy is polluted, and the plant spiritual materials appear twisted and distorted.
"Let’s go, there’s no ti."
Zu Xiuyun’s eyes are murky, and her skin is full of ravines, yet after a period of adjustnt, her dying condition has sowhat recovered.
"Senior Sister, don’t worry, give ten more days, I can extend your life by twenty years..."
Mou Miaoqing has refined furnace after furnace of elixirs, yet sadly, Zu Xiuyun’s life force is purely exhausted, and re dicinal power cannot repair her decrepit body.
"It’s okay, really okay, even if I die, I must reach the Hall of the Three Pure Ones."
Zu Xiuyun has lost her hearing, and the thought of ascending the mountain peak is all that remains in her mind.
All cultivators remain silent and unanimously prepare, as Ruoshui quickly supports Zu Xiuyun, continuing to climb up along the ruins.
Even though they are in the picturesque Immortal Realm, they feel as if they are walking into the depths of hell.
All cultivators are extrely cautious, but the Heavenly Court is full of lurking danger. Just stepping on a piece of wood the thickness of a finger draws the attention of a deceitful object from the True Immortal Realm.
"Eat!!!"
The immortal, whose body is filled with limbs, strides forward, eyes fixed on Ruoshui.
Ruoshui, who mainly cultivates the physical body, is considered pri blood food by the deceitful object and, unable to resist, swoops down, stirring up endless gang wind.
All cultivators are fully prepared.
They secretly set up an array. Although they can’t face the True Immortal head-on, they can temporarily seal it for a few breaths.
Each deceitful object within the Heavenly Court has its territory, so if all cultivators can cross a certain range, the deceitful objects won’t pursue them deeply.
The Barefoot Immortal is coming closer.
Zu Xiuyun mutters to herself, and the Barefoot Immortal stands still.
Creak, creak, creak...
Bones shatter, the spine of the Barefoot Immortal bends backward and, after a few steps, life is snuffed out, leaving one to doubt if the being before them was just a mortal object.
"Senior Sister, try not to use word-to-law."
The Skillful Woman shakes her head and says: "No one knows the situation inside the Hall of the Three Pure Ones, and besides, we still need to deliver the remnant to Master’s hands."
Zu Xiuyun’s condition is becoming increasingly weak, nearly squeezing herself dry.
Tian Chenzi sighs deeply, raising the other cultivators with his deford flesh, shielding Zu Xiuyun as they swiftly shuttle up the stairs of the Heavenly Court.
"Zu Xiuyun won’t last much longer, let this old man accompany you on this journey, but how far we’ll make it, well, that’s hard to say."
Tian Chenzi vaguely rembers contacting an old man thousands of years ago.
The old man was nad Chunyangzi, and he too, as a mortal, mastered word-to-law, seemingly seeking so answer throughout various places in the Immortal Realm.
At that ti, Chunyangzi even went to the Hall of the Three Pure Ones to consult the Taoist Ancestor.
As a result, Tian Chenzi heard from Chunyangzi that the Taoist Ancestor had long since mutated out of control, and their true form had escaped the Immortal Realm, this prison.
"What a sha, if only Zu Xiuyun had thirty years to adapt to word-to-law, she could control it as skillfully as Chunyangzi."
Zu Xiuyun cannot fully control word-to-law, causing each use to burden her body and soul far beyond what Chunyangzi experienced.
Also, due to word-to-law being unusable on oneself, progress is difficult.
"I wonder if Chunyangzi ever found the answer."
Tian Chenzi slightly shakes his head, focusing his attention on the ruins ahead.
"Prepare yourselves, I’ll try to travel along the edges of the halls, although it can avoid encountering most True Immortals, deceitful objects in the Fake Immortal Realm are still inevitable, let’s fight our way up."
Just as Zu Xiuyun is about to speak, Ruoshui quickly covers Senior Sister’s mouth.
"Let us handle it, otherwise, Senior Sister, you won’t make it to the Hall of the Three Pure Ones, and Master’s task for you must not be just the remnant."
Taibai Zi, drinking Immortal Wine found who knows where, says with satisfaction: "Don’t worry, even if we’re in the Fake Immortal Realm, we have no fear of dealing with deceitful objects of the sa realm."
Ye Zhuo Daoist smiles without speaking, no longer displaying any lackadaisical deanor.
The sword intent he emits grows stronger by the day, despite being the least like a sword cultivator.
The cultivators remain extrely vigilant, each donning various magic treasures. As Tian Chenzi noted, a large number of deceitful objects from the Fake Immortal Realm flood in continuously.
Their forr identity was that of Taoist Children serving True Immortals.
In the lower realms of the Immortal Realm, many ascend during the Transcendance Tribulation Stage to beco one of them, seeing no further progression.
Zu Xiuyun, watching the cultivators fall into battle, can’t help but rember Li Mo’s instructions.
"Kill Chunyangzi..."
"But Chunyangzi has already beco one with the Heavenly Dao for thousands of years, and to kill him, you must use word-to-law to travel to the ancient Immortal Realm."
Suddenly, Zu Xiuyun realizes that Li Mo never explained the specific purpose of the remnant.
She doesn’t think Li Mo is trying to be cryptic; the future holds infinite directions, and if Li Mo had her follow a specific path, it might lead to completely different outcos.
Destiny is truly wondrous.
The more you try to grasp the critical thing, the harder it is to achieve your wishes.
Zu Xiuyun is lost in thought, dazed and motionless.
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