Chapter 1827 - The Spirit Sacrifice Altar

Hah~!

Su Yi let out a long, turbid breath, then withdrew his aura completely. From the outside, there was no sign that he’d made any sort of breakthrough in his cultivation. Only Su Yi knew that he’d advanced from the early-stage Miracle Realm to the middle stage.

But the transformations of his body and soul were far beyond that of his cultivation base.

Within his sea of consciousness, his soul power was as vast as an ocean, thick, dense, and as radiant as the sun. It was as if a vast sea of fire were illuminating the endless darkness of his sea of consciousness.

This was a sign that he was on the verge of condensing Soul Dao Fire.

Typically, only experts of the Great Martial Souls could temper their souls to this level, yet Su Yi had done so after merely breaking into the mid-stage Miracle Realm.

That aside, after absorbing an enormous quantity of Grand Dao Draconic Qi, Su Yi’s physical body had undergone a transformation akin to rebirth. His blood, skin, muscles, tendons, bones, and organs had all been shattered and rebuilt, and they now contained a terrifying, overflowing divine aura.

As if they were undying and eternal!

This transformation was outside of Su Yi’s expectations too.

He quietly sensed the change for a while before he understood. The Grand Dao Dragon Qi was an unparalleled stroke of good fortune that the dragons had prepared for their greatest geniuses as they prepared to break into the Great Realm. And the dragon’s greatest strength lay in their physical bodies!

Dragons could be large or small. At their largest, they could stretch across the starry void of outer space, encompassing tens of thousands of stars. At their smallest, they were like motes of dust, all but undetectable.

Tempering their physical bodies was the source of their Grand Daos. They were similar to those human experts who proved their Daos through the strength of their physical bodies.

This was why absorbing the dense, boundless power of the Grand Dao Dragon Vein had made Su Yi’s physical body undergo such a shocking transformation.

With my current strength, I would be all but invincible even against those Great Unity Stage experts unafraid of divine misfortune!

Two figures floated into Su Yi’s sea of consciousness: Qing Xiao’s attendant, Bai Liu, and Qin Jianshu’s elderly servant, Xue Kuiyin.

Both had been Great Unity Stage experts, and he’d clashed with them both. When he compared them with the Great Unity Stage experts Wang Ye had known, Su Yi reached a conclusion——

Disregarding everything else he had going for him and relying purely on his personal strength, he had nothing to fear from Great Unity Stage experts!

This transformation was unquestionably shocking.

Although Su Yi had slain Xue Kuiyin in the Blood Whirlpool Zone, strictly speaking, she’d already been beset by divine misfortune, leaving her on the brink of death. All he’d done was take advantage of the situation.

But things were different now. Even without divine misfortune, Su Yi was confident he could beat someone like her in a head-on confrontation!

It’s been less than a month, but I’ve broken through again. It’s quite the wonderful feeling.

Su Yi took out a jug of wine, threw back his head, and drank.

It hadn’t been long since he’d proven his Dao and entered the Miracle Realm in the Eastern Sea’s Corpse-Strewn Ruin.

Now, just seven days later, he’d smoothly broken from the early-stage Miracle Realm to the late stage. This rate of advancement was simply miraculous!

Of course, more than the growth in his cultivation, it was all the leads he’d received from Ninth Crown Prince Ao Chiting that made Su Yi feel that this trip had been worthwhile. That, and of course, the secret method to open the Dragon Palace’s treasury!

Without any further hesitation, Su Yi leaped from the Dragon Ascension Platform.

Boom!

When he drifted gently to the ground, the enormous Dragon Ascension Platform hovering in midair rumbled and disappeared.

“You look happy, Fellow Daoist.” Xi Ning approached, a smile tugging at her lips. Her clothing swayed around her, and she was tall and thin, as pretty as a picture and a feast for the senses.

“Congratulations, Fellow Daoist!” Fan Zhui smiled and clasped his fist.

Su Yi smiled back. “Thank you both for acting as my dharma protectors. Who knows what would have happened had anyone disturbed my cultivation here?”

Fan Zhui was stunned. “Fellow Daoist, your worries came to naught. The past seven days have been entirely uneventful. Nothing unexpected happened whatsoever.”

“Isn’t it better that nothing unexpected happened?” laughed Su Yi.

Fan Zhui couldn’t help but laugh too.

After briefly exchanging pleasantries, Su Yi recounted what he’d learned from Ao Chiting, then said, “This matter cannot be delayed. How about we head straight for the Ancestral Worship Hall?”

Xi Ning and Fan Zhui immediately agreed.

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Deep within the ruins of the Dragon Palace.

A relatively intact ancient ritual ground stood amidst the ruins. A battered altar stood at its center: the Spirit Sacrifice Altar.

In the early days of the Primeval Era, the dragons of the Eastern Sea had conducted sacrificial rites here. It was one of the most important places in the Dragon Palace.

The skies were shrouded in blood-red clouds. Lightning churned overhead.

An hour later, Su Yi and his companions passed through one danger zone after another to arrive here.

When Su Yi saw the ritual ground in the distance, he said, “That’s the Ancestral Worship Hall up ahead. During the Primeval Era, every time an expert of the Dragon Palace ascended to the Great Realm, the dragons held a ceremony here and made sacrifices to their ancestors.

“There should have been a hall here too, with altars and portraits for each of the dragons’ ancestors, but it seems the hall has long since been laid to ruin."

“Fellow Daoist, are you certain that the entrance to the Dragon Palace’s treasury is here?” Xi Ning couldn’t help but ask.

One of her most important goals in visiting the Immortal Realm was seeking out the Book of Karma, one of the Nine Mysteries of Chaos. She hoped to use this treasure to shed light on the mysteries surrounding her.

Now, she dared say with some degree of certainty that the Book of Karma was hidden in the Dragon Palace’s treasury!

“That’s right. It’s here.” Su Yi nodded, then gestured to the altar at the center of the ritual grounds. “That altar is like a tightly shut portal. You can only open it using the right secret method. Only then will the portal open, allowing access to the treasury.”

Xi Ning’s eyes lit up. She looked over, then saw that the altar was covered in the strange and mysterious glyphs of the Dragon Palace. Row upon row of contorted text wrapped around it like a coiled dragon.

The Spirit Sacrifice Altar!

This was where the dragons performed sacrificial rites for their ancestors.

“Young Leader, there’s no one here, and that’s highly unusual. We’d best proceed with caution,” whispered Fan Zhui.

Earlier, they’d predicted that if their enemies wanted to attack them, all they’d need to die was lie in ambush here and get it over with. After all, Su Yi, Xi Ning, and Fan Zhui were sure to come here.

Yet now that they’d arrived, there was no one in sight, nor was there any sign of danger or death traps whatsoever!

“They’re waiting too,” said Su Yi, a strange look in his eyes. “Would you believe me if I said that they'll charge in the moment I open the portal to the treasury?”

Fan Zhui’s pupils constricted, and he examined his surroundings. “Fellow Daoist Su, are you saying that they’re lying in ambush nearby?”

Su Yi said casually, “Even if they aren’t nearby, I’m sure they’re keeping an eye on everything that happens here. It’s entirely possible that they’ve long since discovered that we’re here.”

Xi Ning inclined her head. “That’s indeed the case. The way they see it, they might as well just sit back, relax, and let us find the entrance to the treasury.”

Fan Zhui’s expression filled with uncertainty. He could sense a threat handing in the air, assailing him in the face!

But both Su Yi and Xi Ning spoke with calm confidence and ease. Fan Zhui couldn’t help but feel a bit ashamed of himself by comparison. He was an old-timer from the God Domain, yet he was nowhere near as composed as Su Yi, a young Immortal King. It really was a bit humiliating.

“Let’s go.” Su Yi walked right into the ritual grounds and approached the Spirit Sacrifice Altar. Xi Ning and Fan Zhui followed.

They encountered no danger along the way, but numerous figures emerged from the darkness on all sides and rapidly approached the altar.

An austere, murderous atmosphere permeated the air. Soon, even Fan Zhui sensed it; it was like a blade placed against his back.

“They’re... already here!”

“Mm,” said Xi Ning. “A battle, that’s all. We’ll see who gets the last laugh.”

Su Yi gazed intently at the Spirit Sacrifice Altar and said, “Actually, I’m worried that the true danger is waiting for us inside the treasury.”

Xi Ning narrowed her eyes, seemingly understanding what Su Yi was getting at. “Then let’s act in accordance with our earlier plan.”

Su Yi nodded. “Let’s.”

He then raised his hand into the air and formed hand seals.

Weng!

A rain of light gathered at Su Yi’s fingertips, transforming into a strange energy ripple and surging toward the Spirit Sacrifice Altar. The altar reacted as if awakening from a long dormancy. It trembled, and the dense secret glyphs covering its surface lit up.

Boom!

The boundless roar of a dragon rang out, and nine illusory dragons arose on all sides of the Spirit Sacrifice Altar as if protecting it. A mysterious, illusory portal through space and time manifested between them.

The entire ritual ground rumbled and boomed, and the sky filled with countless strange and contorted talisman markings, making the illusory spacetime portal increasingly solid.

It was also then that a heaven-shaking commotion arose on all sides of the altar. All manner of treasures flashing with dazzling light shot toward them, stinging the eyes with their intense radiance. They cleaved through the air and descended upon Su Yi and his companions. All manner of unparalleled destructive secret arts transformed into a flood of power and blanketed the entire ritual ground!

It all happened in a flash! This attack had obviously been in the works for a long time, and it all appeared at once.

Were someone to look down from above, they’d have seen it clearly. As the treasures and secret arts burst forth, numerous figures shot out of the periphery.

The divine children led by Qing Xiao were here, as well as Yun Jiu, Xie Changque, and their group of Great Martial Stage experts. Them aside, there were Jing Cheng, Jing Hongyu, and numerous other experts of the Giant Whale Spirit Race!

All of them seethed with murderous intent, and their auras were terrifying.

There was no need to even question it; were a Great Unity Stage cultivator to face such an onslaught, they’d have died beyond a doubt.

They’d have had no hope of survival whatsoever!

Kaboom!

The entire ritual ground was thrown into upheaval, and heaven and earth. It was like a vision of the apocalypse.

The destructive power was such that the Immortal Kings following Qing Xiao and the others couldn’t help but break out in cold sweats.

But when the dust cleared, there was no sign of Su Yi and his companions. It was as if they’d evaporated into thin air.

Only the spacetime portal protected by nine illusory dragons still stood there, entirely unaffected.

“Don’t tell me that Su Yi and his companions have been reduced to ash?” someone couldn’t help but ask.

There was no sign of them in the ritual grounds, not even a bloodstain!

“They might have just charged through the portal and entered the treasury!” someone else said darkly.

Many of the others instantly looked stricken. Others were more decisive, and they charged for the portal without hesitation!