Chapter 2564 Immortals Attack

Seeing Ling Xuanzi suddenly become inexplicably excited, Lin Xun couldn’t help but recall their first meeting.

Back then, his senior brother had just escaped from the Fangchun Ruins. Clad in a flowing azure robe, he looked like a handsome young man carved from jade. His black hair was casually tied behind his head and his face gleamed like polished jade.

He had stretched his limbs, squinted toward the heavens, and exhaled a long breath. It was as if countless years of suppression, darkness, and stagnation had all been released in that single moment.

He once declared, “Only by transcending the great dao and attaining eternal immortality can one truly stand above all, as the supreme ruler of the heavens!”

Yet sadly, before he was suppressed, Ling Xuanzi had never left Fangchun Mountain. He had remained unknown to the world. No one had heard of his name, nor of the praise that was once bestowed upon him by the Lord of Fangchun Mountain: Unparalleled throughout the ages.

Even after breaking free from his imprisonment, he admitted defeat, lost a bet to Lin Xun, and voluntarily entered the Dao Endless Pagoda. Since then, he had never truly revealed his brilliance to the world.

Until now...

It was as if he’d been waiting for this very moment.

Lin Xun couldn’t truly understand what his fourth senior brother was feeling. He had never experienced anything like it himself.

All he knew was that Ling Xuanzi, after so many years of suppression, yearned for a battle! Perhaps it was to vent. Or to showcase his power. Or maybe to prove the dao he had pursued so fervently...

“Wine...I want more wine.” Kong Jue, who was sprawled drunkenly nearby, suddenly raised his empty wine jar and looked pitifully at Lin Xun.

Ling Xuanzi crouched beside Kong Jue with a smirk and said “Martial Uncle, whether you’re truly crazy or just pretending, if anything happens to me and my junior brother this time, you’ll never taste fine wine again.”

Kong Jue’s expression turned blank. “If I can’t drink...you might as well let me die...”

Ling Xuanzi’s gaze deepened. “You’ve been drifting around Chaotian City for years, saying you’re waiting for someone to take you home. But you should know better than anyone that under the protection of the Haotian law spirit, if you don’t want to leave, no one can force you.”

Kong Jue suddenly roared, “Why won’t you just give me some wine?!”

However, Ling Xuanzi continued, “If my guess is correct...the one you’ve been waiting for is Little Junior Brother. Because only the Nirvana law he holds can counter the Haotian law, and take you out of Chaotian City.”

Lin Xun had originally felt a twinge of guilt and was about to interrupt Ling Xuanzi but then suddenly he recalled something.

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Back when he was in the Nirvana of Transcendence, Kong Jue had once crossed the starry skies, intending to seize the fortune of Nirvana, but was stopped by the power of will of the Lord of Fangchun Mountain.

Lin Xun vividly remembered what Kong Jue had once said to him, “Then why don’t you consider coming with me? Across all dimensions of time and space, only a handful can guide you to the pinnacle of immortality and transform you into an esteemed being. I am one of them.”

At that time, Lin Xun hadn’t fully understood what it meant to ‘ascend to the pinnacle of immortality and emerge as a true supreme.’

However, after thinking about it now, he suddenly realized that if his martial uncle’s state of mind hadn’t become unstable, he would likely be a terrifying powerhouse on the immortal path!

The thought stirred a strange tide of emotion in Lin Xun’s heart.

Martial Uncle Kong Jue, whose dao heart was said to be broken, had waited all these years in Chaotian City. Could it really be that he was waiting just for me?

After all, I’m the only one who has grasped the fortune of Nirvana, and as Master once said, Kong Jue’s obsession with the Eternal Supremacy Path was what ultimately caused the collapse of his dao heart.

But I hold the Nirvana law...doesn’t that mean I already carry the potential to become an Eternal Supreme!

The path of eternal supremacy, the nirvana of transcendence; The endless calamity of ruin, the lotus blooms in solitude...

This dao verse contained many profound and extraordinary meanings. Over the years, every time Lin Xun gained new insights, it would grant him a deeper understanding.

Take the phrase ‘The path of eternal supremacy,’ wasn’t it clearly connected to the Nirvana law that he now possessed?

Now, he was the one regarded as the solitary lotus in bloom!

“Wine...I want more wine...” Kong Jue whimpered, his voice quivering with the hint of tears.

Lin Xun snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his martial uncle, who was once hailed as ‘unprecedented and one of a kind’, now reduced to this mad, drunken state. He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly and handed over a jar of Meandering Stream’s Glance.

Kong Jue’s eyes lit up with wild joy and he threw his head back, drinking heartily.

“Junior brother, I’m not entirely sure whether our Martial Uncle is truly insane, but in my opinion, if he was willing to linger in Chaotian City for all these years, he must have made that decision while still sober. I’m even convinced the one he’s been waiting for is you. Because only you can help him rebuild his shattered dao heart.” Ling Xuanzi said, rising to his feet and sending a voice transmission.

“But let me warn you, don’t try to test him using the Nirvana law. There’s a problem with his state of mind. You can’t treat him like an ordinary person. If he ends up seizing it, then it’ll all be over.”

Lin Xun was momentarily stunned, but then he nodded.

“Hey, looks like the enemy’s arrived. So it’s finally about to begin...” Ling Xuanzi suddenly turned his gaze to beyond the Central Immortal Court. In the depth of his clear eyes, a cold glint flashed, sharp and hungry.

......

Outside the Central Immortal Court.

The originally tranquil world was suddenly permeated by an invisible and terrifying pressure, and the void seemed to freeze. Then, four figures silently emerged.

Nan Feidu, with his willow-like beard fluttering and a demeanor like a celestial being, stood with his hands behind his back. Threads of silvery immortal law coiled around him like a divine halo.

Gu Lingzhen, breathtakingly beautiful in a golden robe, stood to the side. Between her slender fingers, a snow-white flying sword danced and hummed.

Li Shangjun, riding a green buffalo and wielding a violet jade ruler, exuded the refined air of a sage. The moment he appeared, his gaze swept toward the distant Central Immortal Court at the mountain’s summit.

Yun Jiuwei, with gray hair flowing and feet resting on a bloodstained sword scabbard, was shrouded in an obscure yet chilling murderous aura. As his eyes slowly opened, they gleamed like sword light, sharp enough to tear the sky.

Four Immortals from the Donghuang’s Four Clans had descended together! Although they hadn’t released their divine might, their presence alone dimmed the heavens and earth, rendering everything else a mere background.

“The Central Immortal Court was once hailed as the most supreme land of the last epoch. It remained unscathed through the epoch’s collapse. It truly is a miracle.” Nan Feidu remarked with a sigh.

He spoke casually, like a tourist leisurely admiring the ruins of an ancient era.

“What a pity that such an extraordinary fortune has fallen into the hands of a Fangchun disciple. What a waste of heaven’s gift. Once I capture that boy, I’ll make him cough up the Primordial Chaos Thousand Daos Tree.” Gu Lingzhen’s beautiful eyes were utterly indifferent, and her words brimmed with undisguised chill.

“Besides the Primordial Chaos Thousand Daos Tree, the boy holds many other fine treasures. I’m particularly interested in that sword cauldron of his. They say it can even neutralize the will power of Immortals, which is something no ordinary artifact can do.” Li Shangjun, seated atop the green buffalo, spoke in an unhurried tone.

Being able to enter the Ruins of the Gods ahead of time put them especially at ease. After all, they could capture Lin Xun before the influential figures of the Immortal Giants from the Eighth Heaven Domain arrived. This undoubtedly saved them a great deal of trouble.

As for Lin Xun...

No matter how heaven-defying a so-called supreme Ancestor might be, how could he possibly contend with those who had already set foot on the immortal path? Taking him down would be as easy as slaughtering chickens!

“I want his clone inheritance. It’s said to be as amazing as the Fu Clan’s ancestral art: the Four Symbols Nine Spirits Body,” said Yun Jiuwei, each word ringing out like the clash of swords.

Just then, a mocking laugh echoed from the direction of the Central Immortal Court.

“You’re all just daydreaming! Why don’t you take a piss and get a good look at yourselves? Do you really think that your little cultivation lets you do whatever you please?” The voice dripped with scorn.

Nan Feidu frowned, and a vast surge of will power erupted from him, sweeping toward the Central Immortal Court. The surrounding void instantly began to collapse, unable to withstand the immense pressure.

Then, he suddenly let out a muffled groan. The power of will he had unleashed reacted as if it was struck by a heavy blow. It instantly collapsed and recoiled back into him. A trace of bewilderment crossed his face.

At the same moment, Li Shangjun, Gu Lingzhen, and Yun Jiuwei all narrowed their eyes and gazed toward the distant peak of the Central Immortal Court.

A handsome figure appeared, clad in a flowing azure robe with his black hair loosely tied behind his head. His features were refined and youthful, like jade sculpted by the heavens. He stood atop the mountain, hands clasped behind his back, gazing down at them. In the depths of his eyes, a strange glint flickered.

“Just the four of you?” he asked casually. His tone was indifferent, even tinged with disappointment, but everyone could sense the undisguised contempt behind those words.

“Who are you?” Nan Feidu asked with a frown.

He wasn’t angry but instead surprised, because he was certain the azure-robed youth wasn’t Lin Xun, the one they had come to capture and kill.

Ling Xuanzi smiled faintly and called out, “Listen well. I make no secret of my name! I am Ling Xuanzi, the fourth successor of Fangchun Mountain!”

Nan Feidu and the others exchanged glances.

Ling Xuanzi? Never heard of him...

They understood Fangchun Mountain better than anyone and were well aware of some of its successors, such as the first successor, Combat Emperor, and the third, Ruosu.

However, the name Ling Xuanzi was completely foreign to them. A trace of confusion flickered across their faces.

Seeing this, Ling Xuanzi’s lips twitched ever so slightly. Then he smiled.

“You may not have heard of me before, but that doesn’t matter, because from this day forth, my name will resound across the world, and all shall behold me as they do the heavens!”

He declared it with boundless pride.

Unfortunately, the response was icy. Nan Feidu and the others sneered, their eyes brimming with scorn and disdain, as if they had just heard the most absurd joke in the world.

This left Ling Xuanzi feeling utterly humiliated, as if his dignity had been silently trampled. He sighed inwardly.

Master...oh, Master...if you hadn’t suppressed me all these years, how could these bastards possibly not know my name or fear my power?”

“No matter who you are, or what rank you hold within Fangchun Mountain, if you dare meddle in this matter, you will die.” Nan Feidu’s gaze remained calm but carried unmistakable authority.

“What’s the point in wasting words on a madman? Just kill him already.” Yun Jiuwei snapped irritably as he raised a finger.

Clang!

A brilliant crimson streak of sword qi erupted from the bloodstained scabbard beneath his feet, slicing through the sky like lightning as it headed straight for Ling Xuanzi atop the mountain.