Chapter 1058: The Fate Of Sword Immortal Dong Yang (1)

The influence of the Taiyuan Divine Court was limited to the Ling Jiang Universe, and it had very little power in other universes. After all, the Overlords and Sovereigns of the divine court headquarters rarely dared to enter other macrocosms.

It was worth noting that even a third-stage Overlord could only exert the combat power of a ninth-stage Sovereign in foreign universes. If they were to enter a macrocosm in a foreign universe, they would be subject to an additional level of suppression, and their strength would decline even further.

Nevertheless, as a Saintdom, the Taiyuan Divine Court was able to establish some connections with Saintdoms in foreign universes without much difficulty. It was even common practice to send their prodigies to different universes for tempering. For instance, Zhuo Haiyue had been to the Violet Night Universe. Sword Immortal Dong Yang had also spent an extended period in the Long Shan Universe.

Wu Yuan frowned.

Master’s reply clearly stated he would stay in the Lan Yue Immortal Nation in the coming years and wouldn't go elsewhere.

It's only been a few years. Moreover, there's been no other news from the Taiyuan Divine Court.

Wu Yuan felt a twinge of unease.

Wu Yuan's body refiner self wasn't particularly adept at karmic perception, and the karmic secret art he had cultivated wasn't very powerful. However, as a super powerhouse who had comprehended both the Greater Laws of Time and Space, coupled with the karmic ties between Wu Yuan and Sword Immortal Dong Yang, he should still be able to sense his master’s presence within the range of a single immortal nation.

Either Master is hiding in an array or artifact that can isolate karma.

Wu Yuan thought to himself.

Or Master has already left the Lan Yue Immortal Nation and is now very far away. The last possibility is that Master has been killed.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuan felt somewhat anxious.

Left the immortal nation? If his master had done so, he would certainly have sent word. So there was a high probability that he had been captured or killed. Whichever the case, it meant Sword Immortal Dong Yang was in great danger now.

First, let's find out exactly what happened.

A hint of coldness flickered in Wu Yuan's eyes.

According to Master, Martial Aunt Astral Monarch Ji Shuang is one of the highest-ranking members of the Lan Yue Immortal Nation. Let's first trace her whereabouts.

Wu Yuan didn't know much about Astral Monarch Ji Shuang, only hearing about her in the few conversations he had with Master Dong Yang. According to his master, she was an Astral Monarch of considerable strength., They had met by chance when Master Dong Yang was adventuring in the Long Shan Universe, and ultimately went through many life-or-death experiences together, eventually becoming Dao companions.

Wu Yuan was happy for him. But now, his master had disappeared without a trace.

I hope this martial aunt isn't behind this.

A flash of coldness passed through the depths of Wu Yuan's eyes.

He couldn’t help it, it was an instinctive guess.

...

The Lan Yue Immortal Nation ruled over thousands of immortal continents, and was home to trillions of living beings. Ordinary Archimmortals and Archdeities were considered high and mighty powerhouses within an immortal continent. If one's ambitions weren't too lofty, it was enough to live a long, carefree existence.

As for Astral Monarchs, they were rulers of vast domains in an immortal nation. With a flip of their palm, they could destroy an immortal continent; with a word, they could decide the fate of numerous living beings.

But what kind of powerhouse was Wu Yuan? Even in the entire Long Shan Universe, he stood at the pinnacle. Displaying just a slight hint of his abilities, he was able to learn the whereabouts of Astral Monarch Ji Shuang from several unsuspecting Archimmortals and Archdeities – the Frostbound World!

"Hmm?"

"What just happened to me?"

"This?"

Wu Yuan had controlled the minds of several Archimmortals on an immortal continent, getting them to reveal some simple intelligence.

After Wu Yuan left, these Archimmortals regained consciousness, still feeling dazed and terrified, yet having no idea what had just happened.

...

The Frostbound World was actually an immortal continent, but as the base of an Astral Monarch, a large amount of resources and numerous cultivation prodigies from other immortal continents gathered here. This made the Frostbound World far more prosperous than ordinary immortal continents, with an abundance of powerhouses.

To put it simply, there were usually only dozens of Archimmortals and Archdeities on a typical immortal continent. However, numerous Archimmortals and Archdeities chose to be followers of Astral Monarch Ji Shuang, resulting in over a thousand Archimmortals and Archdeities living in the Frostbound World year-round, including some Astral Lords.

However, that was the past. In the last two years, the Frostbound World had completely changed.

In the core of the continent, within the Ji Shuang Immortal Mansion.

𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

A burly man clad in golden armor sat on a high throne, looking down at those below. His eyes were completely devoid of warmth.

Below, over a hundred Archimmortals and Archdeities knelt before him, their faces filled with terror.

"I am truly displeased!" The burly man in golden armor spoke in a low voice. As his gaze swept over them, the kneeling Archimmortals and Archdeities in the hall felt as if sharp arrows were piercing through their minds. His stare left them feeling utterly exposed, as though all their thoughts lay bare.

"I said I want clues! Clues to Astral Monarch Ji Shuang's grotto," the burly man in golden armor said icily. "You are her subordinates. Each of you has followed her for millions of years or more. How can you not know the location of her grotto?

"You, speak!" The burly man in golden armor suddenly pointed at a white-robed Archimmortal.

"As-Astral Monarch Mo Tuo," the white-robed Archimmortal stammered. "We truly don't know the location of Astral Monarch Ji Shuang's grotto. When she summoned us in the past, we always came to this immortal mansion. We also don't know-"

Whoosh!

A streak of divine light shot out from the throne at the end of the hall, instantly piercing through the body of this white-robed Archimmortal, annihilating him in an instant.

He was dead!

This scene left the surrounding Archimmortals and Archdeities even more terrified. It should be noted that those who had been captured and brought here were all true selves. Once dead, they were truly dead.

"Two years! A full two years, and you can’t provide a single clue." The burly man in golden armor roared, "If I can't capture Astral Monarch Ji Shuang's true self, all of you will..."

Suddenly, the voice of the burly man in golden armor was cut off abruptly. His figure also vanished from the throne, as if he had teleported away.

This scene left the hundred-plus Archimmortals and Archdeities below dumbfounded, but they didn't dare move an inch, all quietly kneeling on the ground. In their minds, the burly man in golden armor probably had some urgent matter to attend to.

Even if he wasn't present, the surrounding arrays and restrictions alone were enough to suppress them.

Dare to escape? In the past two years, all Archimmortals and Archdeities who had attempted to flee had been killed. Those who remained were already too frightened to put up the slightest resistance.

Unbeknownst to these Archimmortals and Archdeities, the burly man in golden armor hadn't left at all. He was still sitting on the throne, but the space around him had completely distorted, blocking all forms of perception and probing.

The numerous Archimmortals and Archdeities in the hall were completely oblivious to this bizarre change.

"You?" The burly man in golden armor stared in utter terror at the distant, mysterious figure veiled in black mist. That figure radiated a vast, majestic aura—one that surpassed his own by over ten thousandfold.

It felt as if an ant were gazing up at a mighty dragon. The sheer difference in their levels of existence made the golden-armored man tremble uncontrollably.

At the same time, the burly man in golden armor was shocked to discover that he couldn't enter the voidrealm, and even the strands of consciousness he had left in several voidrealms were forcibly severed in an instant.

Meanwhile, he could still see the numerous immortals and deities kneeling before him. They didn’t appear far away, yet now seemed to exist in a separate spacetime, unaware of the abnormal situation.

What's going on? A Sovereign?

The burly man in golden armor looked at the figure before him with utter horror, unable to recognize him at all. His mind raced rapidly.

"Senior, who might you be?" The burly man in golden armor gritted his teeth and asked.

"I have some questions for you. If you cooperate, I might not kill you." Wu Yuan's voice was hoarse, yet it carried a deeply chilling killing intent. This killing intent surged forth like mountains of corpses and seas of blood, battering the mental defenses of the burly man in golden armor.

The burly man in golden armor's pupils contracted slightly as he said, "Senior, I am..."

"Who you are is irrelevant. Even if Qiu Yan were standing before me, I could still kill him with a slap." Wu Yuan's voice was cold. "Enough nonsense. I won't repeat myself."

The burly man in golden armor was already trembling in fear. He could even kill Sovereign Qiu Yan in one slap? Who on earth was this person? A late-stage Sovereign? Or perhaps a legendary Overlord? Various thoughts flashed through the mind of the burly man in golden armor.

But one thing was certain: at this moment, he was completely terrified, not by Wu Yuan's words, but by the bloody nature of his aura.

How many powerhouses had he slaughtered? What kind of carnage had he experienced? The burly man in golden armor felt like he was about to suffocate.

"Please speak, Senior." His voice shivered involuntarily. This was the first time he, a mighty Astral Monarch, had been forced into such a state.

"Let down your Yuan Soul defenses. I need to monitor your Yuan Soul fluctuations to confirm you're not lying." Wu Yuan's voice remained cold.

"Senior, you..." The burly man in golden armor tried to argue.

Pa!

A palm suddenly struck his face.

Before he knew it, his entire body flew backward, crashing hard into the wall behind him. His body shattered, then quickly reformed. But at the moment, his vital aura was even weaker than an ordinary Archimmortal.

"I? I?" The burly man in golden armor was shocked. This palm strike might not seem very powerful, but it instantly extinguished nearly 100% of his vitality.

If he had used just a tiny bit more force, he would have likely perished on the spot. This level of control was simply astonishing.

"I'll give you one last chance. Any more buts, and you’re dead!" Wu Yuan's entire being was shrouded in mist, his Yuan Soul aura completely withdrawn. The burly man in golden armor couldn't glimpse even a hint of it.

"Yes, Senior." The burly man in golden armor answered in a low voice, not daring to question his orders anymore. He had no doubt that he would be slapped to death if he tried to bargain again.

In fact, he was still filled with confusion. The hall was surrounded by layers of arrays. Theoretically, even a Sovereign would find it difficult to enter without raising any alarms. How did this person do it?

"Tell me in detail everything you've experienced in the past one thousand years." Wu Yuan said coldly.

"Yes." The burly man in golden armor quickly answered, "A thousand years ago..."

As he narrated, the flow of time around them subtly changed.

A quarter of an hour went by. Yet in the world outside, only a dozen breaths had passed.

"...the immortal mansion was breached, Astral Monarch Ji Shuang's mana body perished from backlash, and that Astral Monarch with terrifying sword techniques was captured and brought away by Sovereign Guan Po. I was ordered by the Sovereign to stay here and continue searching for traces of Astral Monarch Ji Shuang's grotto." The burly man in golden armor hurriedly said.

"Sovereign Guan Po?" Wu Yuan murmured to himself.

Information about this person surfaced in his mind: a Sovereign of very ordinary strength, a member of the Demon Moon Temple, and a subordinate of Sovereign Qiu Yan.

"Where is Sovereign Guan Po?" Wu Yuan asked coldly.

"I don't know. How could we possibly know the whereabouts of a Sovereign? Perhaps he’s in the Qiu Yan Realm, or maybe on the Guan Po Continent." The burly man in golden armor quickly said.

He had a conjecture that this mysterious super powerhouse before him was likely related to Astral Monarch Ji Shuang.