Chapter 447: Dreamsea Abalone
Chapter 447: Dreamsea Abalone
The first thing Yun Xiao retrieved was the Calamity Bones! To the Heaven Burial Sword Soul, devouring them posed no difficulty whatsoever.
Yun Xiao held the three-inch azure Sword Soul in one hand and pulled out the first Calamity Bone from the Giant Bag of Holding with the other. It was a long spinal bone, resembling that of a dragon, colored in ice blue, with surging cold energy.
“Time to feast.” Yun Xiao held the Sword Soul, piercing it into the Calamity Bone, as the azure mist from the Heaven Burial Sword Soul continuously flowed into the bone.
A hissing sound filled the air as the massive dragon bone quickly withered like dried grass, dimming before turning into powder. Its essence transformed into an azure Sword Aura, covering the surface of the Heaven Burial Sword Soul, forming a layer on the sea of enhanced sword energy.
One Calamity Bone, roughly within the span of two breaths, was completely absorbed.
Next, Yun Xiao proceeded to the next one. He consumed the treasures that would take others years to absorb one by one. Hundreds of Calamity Bones disappeared unnoticed!
The white-robed figures were too focused on protecting Lian Xi to pay attention to Yun Xiao; otherwise, they might have questioned their existence.
“The effect was good at the beginning, but less so later on,” Yun Xiao muttered.
With the first 50 Calamity Bones, the Heaven Burial Sword Soul quickly reached 2,000,000 layers of Sword Aura. After consuming 70 more, it only increased to a total of 3,330,000 layers!
The Calamity Bones were of similar quality, so such a situation was normal. The increase in Sword Aura wasn’t just a simple numerical increase; it involved structural changes as well.
“I was too impatient. If I had known the effect would diminish later, I wouldn’t have devoured them all and saved some for the return to the Nine Hells,” Yun Xiao said to himself.
After devouring all the Calamity Bones, Yun Xiao held up the Heaven Burial Sword Soul to his face. In his hand, this Sword Soul, with 3,330,000 layers of Sword Aura, formed a dense azure sword sea, penetrating inside and out.
It appeared to be a sword, but in reality, it was a weapon of destruction. At least in the Primordial Ruins, Yun Xiao had yet to see a Sword Soul with a higher Sword Aura layer count than his own!
“The destructive power is sufficient!”
The wealth of the Immortal Jade Tower was astonishing. The Calamity Bones all benefited Yun Xiao, forging the current lethality of his Sword Soul. Others could not monopolize and absorb such treasures as he did.
“Time to find a few Sword Rings.”
The Immortal Jade Tower also had a considerable number of Blood Crystal Sword Rings. Among them, there were over 10,000 Five Declines Sword Rings, covering various attributes. Above the Five Decays Sword Rings were the Yin Immortal Sword Rings.
After surpassing the Five Decays or Five Calamities, one could become a Yin Immortal.
Tian Chen, Jian Xing, and Lian Xi were all in the Yin Immortal Realm.
The Yin Immortal Sword Rings were forged from the blood and bones of enormous demons who had reached the Yin Immortal Realm!
Such Sword Rings, carrying a Yin Immortal demon’s lifetime of demonic power, were indeed formidable.
Yun Xiao had around 500 Yin Immortal Sword Rings in his possession!
Previously, during the Crown Selection, Can Nian bore seven Yin Immortal Sword Rings. After its wielder’s death, his father, the Drunken Mad Sword, even took the opportunity to collect them, highlighting the preciousness of these Yin Immortal Sword Rings.
However, Yun Xiao chose not to use the Yin Immortal Sword Rings this time!
“The Dao Heart enters the Fate Ocean, the Heaven Sanctuary births the Genesis Spirit, and the Sacred Wheel suppresses the Five Calamities, heralding the arrival of Yin and Yang!”
This represented the eight realms of the Second Dao Tribulation, known as the Eight Dao Heart Realms.
The key to the Second Dao Tribulation was in the birth and growth of the Dao Heart. Above the Yin Immortal was the Yang Immortal, also known as the True Yang Immortal.
Demons also had Yang Immortals!
And in Yun Xiao’s possession were the Sword Rings of the Jade Immortal Tower’s 33rd floor!
The Sword Rings of the 33rd floor were renowned throughout the Primordial Ruins, rare treasures sought after by many, yet unaffordable to almost all!
There were 10 of them in total, and they were all Yang Immortal Sword Rings!
The rarity of the Yang Immortal Sword Rings was one thing, but what made them even more precious was that these ten Sword Rings were identical, all originating from a terrifying and unique demon from the Oblivion Demon Sea—the Dreamsea Abalone.
The Dreamsea Abalones, also known as the Forgetful Illusion Immortals, belonged to an extremely rare bloodline of demons, possessing powerful illusionary abilities. The Oblivion Demon Sea, originally a dark and gloomy place, was transformed into a splendid divine realm by the Dreamsea Abalones.
Each individual lived within the illusionary realm, turning the false into the true, exemplifying the true terror of the Dreamsea Abalone.
These ten Dreamsea Abalone Sword Rings contained their most core demon magic, Forgetful Illusionary Dream. The illusionary dreams, far from conflicting with each other, actually had a cumulative effect.
“Demon magics, when used to assist or create illusions, can actually enhance the lethality of the Sword Soul. So, the Sword Cultivators of the Primordial Ruins believe that seven Dreamsea Abalone Sword Rings is the most perfect Sword Ring configuration.”
Holding the ten Dreamsea Abalone Sword Rings, Yun Xiao felt a slight sense of wonder.
The Dreamsea Abalone Sword Rings, like pearls of white jade, emitted a misty white fog. Each ring shimmered with light, as if it contained a real yet illusory world. Even a brief glance from Yun Xiao brought feelings of joy, longing, and the temptation to plunge into them.
With a series of clicks, Yun Xiao didn’t hesitate to attach the ten Yang Immortal Sword Rings onto the Heaven Burial Sword Soul.
Enveloped in a white mist, the ferocity of the azure sword sea was concealed, transforming Heaven Burial, a symbol of death and slaughter, into what seemed to be an instrument of salvation for all beings, gentle and warm.
“Perfect.” Yun Xiao brushed the blade lightly.
At this moment, clad in white with his black hair, Yun Xiao resembled a true Immortal above the clouds. Amidst the swirling snow fog, it seemed as if ten graceful dancing maidens, clad in sheer white silk, were performing a light and elegant dance around him. Their beautiful movements were enchantingly visible one moment and hidden the next.Gẹtt the l𝒂test 𝒏𝒐v𝒆ls at 𝒏.o/(v)/e/l/bi𝒏(.)co𝒎
“Life is but a fleeting dream, and the most beautiful ones are those we wish would never end. To be immersed in an eternal dream without awakening, that would be a joy in itself,” Yun Xiao mused softly.
Certainly, it was far better than the sea of suffering that was human life.
The Dreamsea Abalones were the overlords of the Oblivion Demon Sea, transforming what was once a ferocious and brutal battleground for numerous demons into a harmonious paradise where all could revel in pleasure.
Everyone said the demons of the Oblivion Demon Sea were foolish, yet they lived joyfully. Illusions changed a world.
“The Sword Soul upgrade is complete.” Yun Xiao couldn’t afford to be lost in illusions. He had many more skills to enhance. So, he retracted the Sword Soul and summoned the Prison Warden Life Sigil from his brow.
“Without a Life Sigil to absorb, increasing the Runes will have to rely on my own drawing skills.”
This wasn’t difficult for Yun Xiao. All he needed was a Rune Pen, plants and precious fruits to serve as Rune Spirit Ink, and a compendium of miniature formations to copy. Drawing the formations himself also helped polish his abilities in this area, making it easier to extend to the domain of spell formations in the future.
“The best Rune Pens are available at the Jade Immortal Tower, as well as a vast amount of Spirit Ink. What’s missing is an inscription compendium.”
Inscription compendiums recorded various small formations, similar to daoist spells and sword techniques, and were considered secret knowledge not commonly sold. Those that were sold were not the best.
As Yun Xiao was wracking his brains around the problem, Feng Qincong was walking over to the Primordial Pagoda.
Yun Xiao approached him and called out, “Senior Feng.”
Feng Qingcong’s eyes appeared weary with the passage of time as he gazed at the Primordial Pagoda. He came over after hearing Yun Xiao, the genius who had restored the Polar Yin-Yang Chess.
“Yun Xiao, don’t you plan to flee for your life?” Feng Qingcong asked.
He had initially thought the calamity at the Pathseeker Palace and Jade Immortal Tower was caused by this youth, and was shocked for a long time, only to later find out it wasn’t.
“Me? Impossible,” Yun Xiao shook his head.
“Adversity reveals true friendship. You and Lian Xi truly share a deep bond,” Feng Qingcong remarked with emotion.
Yun Xiao didn’t want to dwell on sentiments. He directly asked, “Senior Feng, I need some inscription compendiums, the higher their level, the better.”
Feng Qingcong was an Inscription Cultivator and also in charge of the Merit Arena. Aside from him, Yun Xiao didn’t know whom else to turn to.
“Inscription compendiums?”
“Yes.” Yun Xiao nodded. “At a time like this, surely the Academy’s scriptures don’t still require Merit Points to access, right?”
“Indeed, they don’t. Everything’s in disarray; the Primordial Academy is practically in name only,” Feng Qingcong replied with a bitter smile, then said, “The problem is, at the onset of the incident, people from the Mystic Zenith Temple were the first to arrive at the Merit Arena. Under the guise of preserving the Primordial Academy’s legacy, they moved all our inherited sword techniques, daoist spells, and inscription compendiums to the Mystic Zenith Temple.”
“No way?” Yun Xiao frowned.
“Our focus was entirely on protecting Lian Xi, giving them the opportunity to steal everything right under our noses. There’s nothing we can do,” Feng Qingcong said helplessly.
“Are they still at the Mystic Zenith Temple?” Yun Xiao inquired.
“The Temple Head has returned to support the overall situation. The Mystic Zenith Temple, under the banner of righteousness, provides a protective umbrella for the Academy’s disciples and Sacred Sages; of course, they won’t leave.” Feng Qingcong sighed.
Now, the Mystic Zenith Temple was considered the orthodox lineage of the Primordial Academy; all others were seen as refugees or evil fiends.
“These daoist spells and inheritances are quite important. If they were to be destroyed, even if we win in the end, the efforts of many ancestors would be lost. Doesn’t Dean Yu plan to directly reclaim them?” Yun Xiao asked quietly.
“It’s difficult,” Feng Qingcong said.
“Why?” Yun Xiao didn’t understand. Logically, their strength should be greater than that of the Mystic Zenith Temple.
“First, most of us need to stay here to protect Lian Xi. Second, the Mystic Zenith Temple has gathered a large number of ordinary disciples from the myriad worlds, who are innocent. If we act against the Mystic Zenith Temple, it’s easy to harm them. If the other side uses this incident to incite anger among the residents of the Primordial Ruins, and the populace is driven to attack the Primordial Academy, compelling us with their lives, many will die…” Feng Qingcong expressed his helplessness.
They weren’t afraid of dying themselves; they feared being coerced by the lives of the masses.
“Our only option is to protect the Primordial Pagoda and Lian Xi at all costs. Beyond that, we are powerless.” Feng Qingcong shook his head.
“I understand.” Yun Xiao took a deep breath. “So, if I still want to learn some daoist spells or sword techniques, there’s no chance?”
“For the time being, it’s very difficult,” Feng Qingcong said.
“How is the situation at the Mystic Zenith Temple?” Yun Xiao asked again.
“Many descendants of the Three Immortals have arrived, strengthening defenses and dividing us from the other Sacred Sages and disciples. They’re probably going to train them in the Ascension Technique,” Feng Qingcong noted. From his tone, Yun Xiao could tell they were aware of the significant problems with this practice.
“How is Lian Xi’s progress?” Yun Xiao quickly moved on to another question.
“What progress?” Feng Qingcong was momentarily confused.
“The progress of merging with the pagoda,” Yun Xiao clarified.
“You know about that?” Feng Qingcong was surprised, finding Yun Xiao’s involvement had grown significantly. He then said, “As for the progress, it’s going smoothly. It could be tomorrow, or the day after. Once successful, no matter where she goes, she can take the pagoda with her, making it harder for her life to be cut short…”
“I understand,” Yun Xiao pondered for a moment, then asked one final question. “Are the Three Immortals afraid of the Primordial Pagoda?”
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