Chapter 1474: Chapter 908: Ambushing the Phantom Immortal Emperor (Part 1)_2
The other party truly had a stroke of luck.
How could sothing belonging to the Immortal Emperor possibly be simple?
If it weren’t for their utterly shallow understanding of the Formation technique, they might have fought over it with fervor!
…
anwhile, in the depths of the universe.
Within the remnants of a star that had already reached the end of its life.
Scarlet light flickered and scattered over an ancient stone platform.
On the platform, an elderly man in a gray robe was seated silently.
The old man’s hair was white like a crane’s feathers and his face ruddy, carrying a faint trace of childlike vitality.
But at that mont,
“Achoo…”
“Achoo…”
“Is soone cursing behind my back?”
Out of nowhere, the old man suddenly sneezed several tis heavily.
His brows furrowed slightly, a trace of vigilance flashing through his eyes.
He was soone at the level of an Immortal King; there was no way he would sneeze for no reason—it had to be because soone was whispering about him!
But no matter how he thought about it, the old man couldn’t figure out who might be underestimating him. After all, he had always been kind to others and never offended anyone.
Soon, the old man’s attention was firmly drawn back to the mysterious item he held tightly in his hand.
The object was like jade, yet like parchnt.
Its surface shimred with a faint glow—ancient, mysterious.
Upon closer inspection, faintly visible intricate lines carved their way across it—complex and painstaking—like a masterfully crafted work of art.
The lines varied between thick and thin, curved and straight, intertwining to form dizzying patterns.
The edges were densely covered with small black script: ancient, vigorous strokes exuding an extraordinary aura.
The old man’s gaze glead with excitent. With utmost caution, he used his sleeve to gently wipe the map, afraid even the slightest damage might occur. Carefully scrutinizing every detail, ensuring the layout was flawless, he then ticulously placed the map into his Mustard Space.
Though the map was now securely stored away, the old man couldn’t help but feel his heart stir.
He admitted to himself that he was the topmost Array Master in the Immortal Domain and could even be hailed as the ancestor of all formation techniques. He had devoted his entire life to the study of formations, yet had never encountered one so elaborate, intricate, and wondrous as the array on this map.
The formations depicted in this map exceeded all conventional fraworks he had known, as though all his prior understanding of formation techniques had been erroneous.
Recalling the ti when the Immortal Emperor bestowed this map upon him, the mory remained vivid in his mind. Back then, he had believed himself unmatched in the field of formations. Yet upon seeing this map, he realized he couldn’t even grasp its fundantals.
Of course, the old man understood it wasn’t that his knowledge of formations was mistaken, but that the formations depicted on the map granted by the Immortal Emperor were far too profound and esoteric.
The intricate lines and elaborate layout left him utterly bewildered.
Fortunately, the Immortal Emperor had guided him with a few hints, allowing him to catch a glimpse of this formation’s profound mystery.
Undeniably, the difficulty of the formation was unimaginable.
If manipulated correctly, this formation could even trap Emperor-Level powerhouses.
To be honest, the old man could hardly believe he had the opportunity to personally set up such a formidable formation.
“The Immortal Emperor holds in such high regard. Today, even if it costs my life, I cannot let the Emperor down,” he murmured to himself. Deeply inhaling, he adjusted his mindset and prepared himself before stepping into the depths of the star’s remains.
There, a sacrificial altar stood. He calculated the timing, then ford seals with his hands, imbuing the altar with power.
After completing this step, the old man quickly left the star, maneuvering from one place to another until he arrived at another star’s remnants, repeating the sa action.
Thus, an indeterminate amount of ti passed.
From the depths of the universe, an untraceable and subtle thread-like sensation erged.
It was as if an invisible web had enveloped the entire universe at this mont.
…
Crack…
The web-like cold lightning tore through the dark edge of the cosmos, erupting in a sudden boom amidst the boundless silence—jarring and abrupt.
A mont later.
Droplets the size of beans fell from the sky like broken strings.
But this rain was black,
black as ink, and as soon as it touched anything, it penetrated and corroded with bone-drilling intensity, disintegrating the void into a thousand gaping wounds.
At this mont, it fell across the heavens in torrents, as if countless arrows were pouring toward the Immortal Domain.
“Defend our holand, everyone! The Master of the Holy Land will protect us!”
Amid the torrential rain, Qi Yu Immortal King roared with a voice like tal tearing stone, shaking the universe itself.
With one hand raised, an expansive Great Kingdom erged in his palm. Stars twinkled, the Milky Way sparkled, and as though a whale drinking water, he absorbed the chaotic black rain into his domain.
Jiang Hui had already reached the main battlefield but hadn’t shown himself, staying concealed in the shadows. Hearing Qi Yu’s roar at this mont, he couldn’t help but feel a bit strange inside.
At first glance, it gave him the impression of being like Jesus.
However, he reckoned he was far more powerful than Jesus.
Qi Yu displayed his Palm Control Technique, extending his boundless Supre Giant-level aura. His Great Kingdom unfolded, encompassing an entire section of the universe, sweeping away all the black rain.
This rain wasn’t caused by the spectacle of the Phantom Immortal Emperor; it originated from the black fog surrounding the ancient ship, condensing as it passed through the Boundary Sea. While exaggerated in appearance, it wasn’t beyond resolution—any Supre Giant-Level Immortal King could block it.
Other Immortal Kings had also rushed forth but dared not approach the gigantic ship.
Because as that colossal black ship approached, the first group of Immortal Kings to arrive sensed unparalleled pressure, as if the weight of a great mountain pressed down upon them.
Moreover, as the black fog surrounding the ship gradually solidified into descending black rain, the scene on the ship beca faintly visible to all.
Four imposing figures quietly stood at the prow, their eyes tightly shut, expressions unchanging, faces devoid of emotions. Even as Qi Yu and other seasoned Immortal Kings defended against the rain, they remained motionless and indifferent.
Yet Qi Yu and the others could tell these four figures were aware of every move they made. Their inaction wasn’t due to caution but because they viewed them as re ants, unworthy of effort.
Why would gods stoop to swat a few ants beneath their dignity?
Such disdainful arrogance didn’t incite anger but rather sent chills down their spines.
To not regard even a group of Supre Giants with importance, alongside the suffocating pressure they emitted… all of these pointed to one conclusion—these four figures transcended the King’s Domain.
“A group of ignorant ants, daring to obstruct the march of an era, unaware that ti flows like a river, stars beco monunts, blind to the tide of destiny, unknowing of where glory lies.”
The pitch-black ancient ship crossed the deepest reaches of the universe as its vast hull fully erged from the Boundary Sea into the Immortal Domain.
On the deck of the ship’s prow.
The four figures cloaked in rolling black tides, muttering unknown spells, finally ceased their movents.
Their cold gazes swept across the surroundings.
As Emperors, their senses were extraordinary, and upon entering the Immortal Domain, they had already detected the gathering Immortal Kings.
But to them, the gathered ants didn’t warrant intervention—they weren’t even worth the effort. Their Emperor Radiance alone could instantly obliterate these insignificant ants, leaving them uninterested in taking action.
What irritated them, however, was that these ants not only failed to “express gratitude” but also had the audacity to launch an offensive against them.
Courting death!
As those four figures cloaked in black tides stopped chanting their spell, the entire universe seed to fall into a bizarre silence. Their piercing gazes cut through the layers of rain, locking onto the Immortal Kings who dared to confront them.
Qi Yu Immortal King, feeling the weight of those gazes, couldn’t help but tense up. He understood deeply that while he and the others were Supre Giant-Level Immortal Kings, they were insignificant ants in the presence of these four figures. Even so, as a mber of the Immortal Domain, he couldn’t retreat. He couldn’t stand idly by as the Immortal Domain was devoured by this unknown force.
With a flicker, he appeared before the massive ship, forming seals with his hands, preparing to unleash his most powerful technique to halt this unknown threat.
However, just as he was about to take action, a chilling voice suddenly echoed in his ears: “Ant, do you presu to oppose us?”
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