First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1745 - Sovereign!

The Weeping Ghost really had changed.

The raging currents of spacetime energy that had once ransacked the area were nowhere to be seen. All that remained were wisps of spacetime power that drifted down like raindrops.

They were still full of enough power to pose a lethal threat, but the area was no longer impassable!

There was no doubt about it. The leader of the Church of All Spirits had discovered this a long time ago, and he’d ventured further in.

When Su Yi reached this conclusion, he no longer hesitated. He picked up Wei Xun and proceeded into the most dangerous place in the Buzhou Mountains.

Along the way, the omnipresent rain of spacetime power was resplendent and ethereal. It didn’t look threatening, but Su Yi knew that with his limited cultivation, a single touch would lead to fatal damage!

This was the manifestation of true spacetime Laws. Not even Great Realm experts dared face such power head-on.

Long ago, a Sovereign of the Great Realm was beset by this spacetime power. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to dried-up bones, his body and Dao destroyed.

His longevity and life force had been completely stripped away!

If I can find leads to the Tree of All Worlds on this trip, that’ll be an enormous stroke of good fortune, the type that can only be found by chance. I might even be able to seize the opportunity to glean insights into the source of the Immortal Realm! Su Yi thought to himself.

Rumor had it that the Tree of All Worlds was born of the Immortal Realm’s most primordial chaos source, and that it hid some of the secrets of the Immortal Realm’s origins!

This was the type of good fortune that even someone like Wang Ye, an expert at the very pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, could only dream of!

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Deep within the Weeping Ghost.

Fog low over the ground, and chaos energy permeated the air. Everything was dried up and desolate.

From time to time, flashes of stingingly bright lightning cut through the darkness like a god cracking an electric whip. It was a startling sight.

A man and a bird hid themselves in the shadows at the base of a slope in a stretch of hills.

These were none other than the Divine Fortune Teller and the Zhuyou Great Peng.

“Whatever you do, don’t make a sound. I would never have guessed that old bastard Spherical Heavens and the leader of the Church of All Spirits were colluding!” the Divine Fortune Teller transmitted hurriedly.

He gripped an ancient, mottled copper coin. It emanated wisps of inscrutable energy, cloaking him and the Zhuyou Great Peng and obscuring their presence completely.

“Even now, I can’t wrap my head around it. What’s the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign doing here? Didn’t the old-timer disappear in the Dark Northern Seas a long time ago? And what are they waiting for?” the Zhuyou Great Peng couldn’t help but squawk.

The Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign.

Prior to the Age of Fallen Immortals, he was a Sovereign of the Yao Path. He hailed from the Dark Northern Sea, and he was a true top powerhouse!

“Who knows?” The Divine Fortune Teller craned his neck to look into the distance.

Far away, beneath the overcast dome of heaven shrouded in fog and chaos energy, two figures were dimly discernible.

A Daoist in blood-colored robes and a tall hat, and a powerfully built, dignified middle-aged man in purple clothes and a golden belt.

The former was the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign.

The latter was the leader of the Church of All Spirits!

“Dammit! What the hell are they waiting for? Seven days have passed already!” grumbled the Divine Fortune Teller, a hint of impatience on his brow.

Seven days prior, he and the Zhuyou Great Peng snuck into this place, hoping to find leads regarding the Tree of All Worlds. They would never have expected to find the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign or the leader of the Church of All Spirits!

At first, the Divine Fortune Teller was excited. He thought he’d uncovered a shocking, enormous secret.

But after seven days of waiting bitterly, the two of them still showed no sign of doing anything at all, and the Divine Fortune Teller was running out of patience.

“Whatever it is, it’s got to be huge! Didn’t you notice that strange ritual ground the leader of the Church of All Spirits placed there? I’m sure it’s going to be used for something important!”

The Zhuyou Great Peng’s eyes glinted with furtive glee. “And I suspect that dried-up section of root comes from the Tree of All Worlds!”

Off in the distance, a thousand-foot ritual ground stood before the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign and the leader of the Church of All Spirits.

It was extremely strange. It was entirely black, and were someone to gaze down at it from above, it would have looked like an eye staring right back at them.

A nine-foot-tall black altar stood at the center, like the pupil of a giant eye.

The altar’s surface was carved with strange talisman markings. A four-foot section of withered tree root was placed atop it.

Due to the distance and the fact that neither of them dared use their divine sense to investigate, the Zhuyou Great Peng and Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign couldn’t discern the root segment’s mysteries with any degree of certainty.

“What a waste of breath! It’d be obvious to anyone that the two old bastards are up to something!” The Divine Fortune Teller rolled his eyes. “Wait a little longer. I refuse to believe they’ll just wait here like morons forever!”

He’d only just said this when the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign’s icy voice rang out. “If you want me to help you open a spatial tunnel, resolve the power of divine misfortune afflicting me first. Otherwise, forget it!”

The Divine Fortune Teller’s spirits soared. Internal strife?

And what does old Spherical Heavens mean by that? Don’t tell me he’s afflicted by divine misfortune, leaving him no choice but to negotiate with the leader of the Church of All Spirits to remove it? Interesting!

The Divine Fortune Teller’s eyes lit up, and his spirits instantly soared. This is sure to be an enormous secret!

I’m afraid no one in the present day knows that even a Great Realm powerhouse like the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign has fallen victim to divine misfortune!!

“Calm your fury, Daoist Brother. So long as you assist me in ushering in the divine son, I promise to neutralize your divine misfortune,” said the leader of the Church of All Spirits, his voice low and heavy.

A ‘divine son?’

The Divine Fortune Teller’s heart shook. Did the sect leader build that altar to usher in this ‘divine son’ person?

But it seems he needs the support of a Great Realm expert like Spherical Heavens to pull it off?

And who is this divine son? Don’t tell me he’s literally the son of a god?

The Divine Fortune Teller couldn’t help but gasp at the thought of it. Were that truly the case, the sect leader’s plans were terrifying indeed!

The Zhuyou Great Peng was startled too. It transmitted, “Old-timer, don’t tell me the ‘divine son’ is really the descendant of their divine backer, Tian Wu?”

“Don’t talk!” The Divine Fortune Teller pricked up his ears. His curiosity was thoroughly piqued.

“Don’t think I don’t know that you’re using the promise of resolving my divine misfortune to force me to do your bidding,” the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign said icily. “You’re playing with fire. Aren’t you afraid you’ll burn yourself?”

As he spoke, he emanated suffocating, imposing pressure.

The leader of the Church of All Spirits was neither frantic nor flustered. He just said calmly, “I understand your concerns, Fellow Daoist Brother, but please, understand my position. What if you renege on our agreement after I’ve freed you? What will I do then?”

He paused, then said, “I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long time. It was just three thousand years ago that it became possible to enter the Weeping Ghost.

“Over the past three thousand years, I’ve poured my heart’s blood and countless treasures into building these ritual grounds and that altar. Everything was for the sake of ushering the divine son into the Immortal Realm! Given the circumstances, I cannot tolerate even the slightest possibility of anything going awry.”

The leader of the Church of All Spirits looked at the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign and said earnestly, “Daoist Brother, if you help me usher in the divine son, I swear on my Dao Heart that I’ll resolve your divine misfortune. Should I go back on my word, may heaven and earth strike me down!”

The Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign sank into a long silence. The leader of the Church of All Spirits didn’t push him, either; he just waited in silence.

The skies were overcast and shrouded in fog. Their figures were only dimly discernible.

“So, it seems they’re each working toward their own ends,” transmitted the Zhuyou Great Peng. “What do you think, old-timer? Will Ol’ Spherical Heavens compromise?”

The Divine Fortune Teller frowned. “The divine misfortune afflicting him is severe. The old-timer’s got a vicious, unpredictable disposition, and his methods are cruel and tyrannical. Even prior to the Age of Fallen Immortals, he was a top powerhouse of the Yao Path. People lost their courage at the mere mention of his name.

“I can say with confidence that even if Spherical Heavens compromises in the short run, the moment he’s freed of his divine misfortune, he’ll kill the leader of the Church of All Spirits to vent his fury!”

The Divine Fortune Teller laughed coldly. “An Immortal King, that’s all. So what if he has a divine backer? How could he be so bold as to threaten an expert who reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao prior to the Age of Fallen Immortals! He’s obviously playing with fire!”

The Zhuyou Great Peng thoroughly agreed. Its master, Immortal Sovereign Feng Tu, was a terrifying, powerful existence. The bird was keenly aware of how pathetic Immortal Kings were in the face of Immortal Sovereigns!

For some inexplicable reason, the Divine Fortune Teller suddenly let out a deep sigh. “Alas, Fellow Daoist Su isn’t here. Otherwise...”

But then, he clamped his jaw shut and said no more.

The Zhuyou Great Peng was instantly displeased. “I hate nothing more than people who trail off mid-sentence. It’s like pausing mid-shit to force your turd back up your butthole. Doesn’t it hurt?”

The Divine Fortune Teller smacked the bird on the skull. “The hell do you know?”

“Very well. I’ll trust you just this once!” Off in the distance, the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign broke his silence. “But if you dare renege on our agreement, I promise to scatter your ashes to the wind, no matter the consequences!”

His entire body emanated the terrifying pressure of a Great Realm expert. The leader of the Church of All Spirits could barely breathe, and he sensed a looming threat.

His heart was instantly solemn. “Daoist Brother, please rest assured!”

“Ol’ Spherical Heavens agreed, just like that?” The Zhuyou Great Peng was flabbergasted. “That doesn’t seem at all befitting of a Great Realm elite!”

The Divine Fortune Teller’s gaze was inscrutable. “A long time ago, I rubbed shoulders with Old Spherical Heavens. I know how cold, cruel, and ruthless he is. Just wait. There’s no way he’ll let the leader of the Church of All Spirits usher in that divine son guy smoothly!”

The Zhuyou Great Peng perked up. “We’re finally in for a spectacle!”

But then, the Divine Fortune Teller stiffened. He’d just realized that the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign had turned around, and he was looking in their direction!

The old man had discovered them!

The Divine Fortune Teller looked stricken. Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the Zhuyou Great Peng by the neck, turned, and fled.

But before he got far, a figure appeared out of nowhere, blocking his path.

He was dressed in blood-red Daoist robes and a tall hat. His cold features looked as if they were hewn out of stone, and his eyes shone with pale golden light. Even just standing there casually, his presence blanketed the sky and blotted out the sun.

This was the Spherical Heavens Immortal Sovereign!

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