Chapter 427: The Name Dong Yang (1)

Confronted with Dong Yang’s imposing figure, along with the lingering sword lights and sword intent in the air, a sense of dread crept into the hearts of all onlookers.

A single strike was capable of slaying an Archimmortal. How potent was that sword intent?

The observing Archimmortals’ consciousnesses silently dissipated, none responding to Sword Immortal Dong Yang's words.

Yet, this abrupt clash was bound to cause a massive uproar on the Redmoon Immortal Continent.

It had been a long time since Archimmortal-level powerhouses openly engaged in battle on the immortal continent.

...

"Are there other Archimmortals observing?”

"The immortal consciousnesses of Archimmortals can cross billions of li in an instant. The Redmoon Immortal Continent may be vast, but it is not beyond the reach of an Archimmortal's perception."

"Dong Yang's display of power is truly awe-inspiring."

"To slay an Archimmortal with a single stroke is unbelievable."

"From what Ancestor Dong Yang's said, it seems he has slain other Archimmortals before." Shock and disbelief ran through the Earth Immortals as they communicated through their Soul Wills.

In their eyes, the Archimmortals were lofty beings. Even the weakest Seventh-Tribulation Archimmortal could rule a sect for billions of years.

The weakest Archimmortal could slay a Fifth-Tribulation High Immortal or a Sixth-Tribulation High Immortal with ease.

Yet today, they witnessed a miracle: a High Immortal slaying an Archimmortal with a single sword strike!

Inside the main hall of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect.

"The power of a mana body is not inferior to one’s true self. Among countless immortals in heaven and earth, most of those on expeditions are mana bodies.”

"If one is able to slay the mana body of an Archimmortal, it is akin to possessing the ability to slay the Archimmortal themself."

"Throughout the history of our Dragon Star Immortal Sect, when have we ever produced such a heaven-defying existence?"

"Forget the sect, such a monstrous High Immortal has never emerged throughout the billion-year history of the Redmoon Immortal Continent. I am well-versed with the history of the immortal continent."

"Senior Brother Dong Yang is practically invincible below the Archimmortal level." A group of Tribulation High Immortals from the Dragon Star Immortal Sect gathered in discussion, equally awestruck.

An abrupt voice interjected them. "That’s why I felt it was quite brave of you to challenge Senior Brother Dong Yang back then."

A hush fell over the crowd as they turned their gaze towards the figure in black robes, exchanging wordless looks.

"Senior Brother Hei Yuan." The elderly man in purple robes who had once opposed Dong Yang’s opinion now gave a bitter smile, "we did not know the true extent of Senior Brother Dong Yang's strength."

"Now that you know, make sure to stay obedient," remarked High Immortal Hei Yuan with a sardonic smile. "You should understand that with Senior Brother Dong Yang's might, once he overcomes his Ninth Tribulation, Immortal Redmoon himself may struggle to keep him in check."

The group of High Immortals nodded in agreement.

Indeed, despite his smaller mana reserves compared to his opponent, Sword Immortal Dong Yang was still able to kill him in one strike.

Once he crossed the Ninth Tribulation, his mana would undergo a transformation, propelling his strength to unparalleled heights.

At that time, he would undoubtedly ascend to the pinnacle of the immortal continent!

"Enough," interjected a voice. "Senior Brother Dong Yang's formidable strength is an asset for our sect," asserted the red-robed Abbot Wu. "However, with his strength leaked at this critical period as his Tribulation approaches, the number of prying eyes will surely increase."

"If there are no pressing matters, return to the sect and remain vigilant of external threats," instructed Abbot Wu.

"Understood." The crowd of High Immortals bowed slightly.

Once the abbot issued such orders, these High Immortal veteran elders generally wouldn't refute them, as there was little need to.

...

Dragon Star.

Atop a towering mountain peak, millions upon millions of broken flying swords were densely embedded into the ground, their sword qi shrouding the entire peak.

From a distance, the mountain resembled a divine sword.

At the pinnacle of the sword-covered peak stood an ancient hall.

Whoosh!

A handsome, white-robed figure of remarkable bearing materialized, stepping onto the hall grounds as if from thin air.

Inside the hall, the wind leaked in from all directions. The only object was a colossal jade platform in the center.

In the palm of the white-robed youth’s hand was a withered branch.

Swoosh!

With a stride, he settled atop the jade platform.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang silently contemplated the earlier conflict, a glint of frost lingering in his eyes.

Huo Gao, I’m not sure whether to call you brave or stupid.

How dare you intrude upon my Dragon Star Immortal Sect, seeking the life of my disciple?

You’re truly asking for death!

Sword Immortal Dong Yang's heart seethed with murderous intent.

The slaying of a mere mana body could not quell his wrath. At the same time, a trace of trepidation clung to Sword Immortal Dong Yang.

If I had not left a strand of consciousness on my disciple’s body, I might only have sensed the attack after his death.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang's gaze turned icy.

He had made too many enemies along his journey of cultivation. Many of them were mortal nemeses, and all were exceedingly formidable.

After all, those lacking in power had long since met their end at his hands.

Thus, the selection of disciples was a matter of utmost caution for Sword Immortal Dong Yang.

However, he still underestimated the lengths his foes would go to. Huo Gao could not confirm that Wu Yuan was his disciple, but he came straight for him nonetheless.

This turn of events left Sword Immortal Dong Yang feeling somewhat helpless.

This was not part of my plan, but no matter. It should serve as a warning to those who would dare trespass the sect’s headquarters.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang muttered inwardly to himself.

Based on his original plan, he had no intention of unleashing his strength just yet, but Huo Gao's actions crossed his bottom line. In a fit of anger, he struck him down.

And as for this treasure, an immortal treasure of Wood's Essence? Astral Monarch Silvermist was rather generous to bestow it upon a nominal disciple.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang toyed with the withered branch in his grasp.

He knew that this withered branch was of great importance to most Archimmortals. But to Astral Monarch Silvermist? It was merely an ordinary treasure. Giving it away to a nominal disciple was nothing special.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang pondered.

I had originally prepared a different treasure for my disciple, but this one is far more effective, aiding him on his path much more swiftly.

Mm. Huo Gao, consider this a token of compensation to my disciple from you.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang's gaze turned cold.

It will serve as a parting gift. In exchange, when I kill you, I'll make it quick.

Sword Immortal Dong Yang had no intention of returning the treasure. Return? That word is not in his dictionary.

His life had always been defined by his overbearing and arrogant nature.

If some Archimmortals were to learn that he planned grant such a valuable treasure to a youngster in the Golden Core phase, they would surely cry “What a waste!”

...

The Silvermist Immortal Nation, ruling over six thousand immortal continents, was home to countless beings. At its heart was the Silvermist Plane, the very core of the entire nation.

Within the plane was a vast world resembling a realm of flames, and sacred fire pervaded the space.

Countless beings resided here, from ordinary folk to immortal cultivators, all kneeling and chanting day and night.

At the center of this world stood a towering palace.

"Curse the Dragon Star Immortal Sect, curse Dong Yang, curse them all!" A furious roar reverberated throughout the grand palace, causing the very foundations to tremble.

Upon the ornate throne at the palace's end, a figure clad in crimson robes rose to his feet, his form wreathed in swirling black flames. As the figure trembled with anger, the power of the flames distorted the space around him.

“That was the only treasure bestowed upon me by my master. I constructed my mana body around it, and its strength even surpasses even my true self.”

"It’s the key to my ascension. Whether guidance on progressing to the next level or the chance to transcend the Ninth Tribulation, everything relies on it!" Huo Gao howled, his heart heavy with both sorrow and frustration.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He had considered all sorts of possibilities. The worst one he could think of was getting chased away by Sword Immortal Dong Yang and having to make a humiliating escape, just like the old days.

But being killed outright? He’d never imagined it. Yet that was the harsh reality. Faced with the enraged Sword Immortal Dong Yang, Archimmortal Huo Gao was unable to put up any sort of resistance, killed instantly.

“What should I do now?” Archimmortal Huo Gao sank into deep thought.

To obtain another treasure of similar caliber was as hard as ascending to heaven.

“Seek my master? No! Master has countless nominal disciples. Although I have become an Archimmortal and hold a relatively high status, I'm still not highly regarded by the master," Archimmortal Huo Gao shook his head, dismissing the thought.

"Besides, given the master's character, he would never intervene in the recovery of a lost artifact."

He was the one who launched an unprovoked attack on the Dragon Star Immortal Sect. In battles among Archimmortals, the Astral Monarchs rarely intervened unless an Archimmortal truly perished.

"Damn it! How can Dong Yang be that strong?" Archimmortal Huo Gao shuddered at the memory of that piercing sword, its sharpness penetrating deep into his spirit.

The intensity of that strike remained etched in his mind, Throughout the long ages, he had fought countless Archimmortals, but none of them could execute such a sword strike. The power it contained was simply unfathomable.

"He's already this fearsome before ascending to the Archimmortal level? Once he overcomes his Tribulation, he may immediately rival the Astral Monarchs." Archimmortal Huo Gao's unease deepened.

Though the loss of the treasure weighed heavily on him, his life remained intact. But if Sword Immortal Dong Yang became an Archimmortal?

"How can he be this powerful? He was barely noticeable when he was an Earth Immortal, yet he grew increasingly stronger over time. Now, he could probably be regarded as the top High Immortal in the history of the Redmoon Immortal Continent. He could even make his mark in the history of the immortal nation!" Archimmortal Huo Gao gritted his teeth.

The level of Dong Yang's monstrously prodigious talent exceeded his imagination.

"But wait, with such talent, his Ninth Immortal Tribulation will also be unimaginably strong. I don't believe you can overcome it!" Archimmortal Huo Gao growled with rage.

"Even if you succeed, your overbearing attitude will catch up to you eventually. I don't believe your luck can last forever." The more Archimmortal Huo Gao thought about it, the angrier he became.

As his anger reached a boiling point, Archimmortal Huo Gao stomped his foot. Black flames erupted, reducing the majestic palace to dust with a single strike.

The overwhelming force radiated for billions of li, prompting countless beings to prostrate in fear.