At this moment, as Si Sui gathered the five senses, the vibrations inside and outside the Celestial Court became increasingly intense. The areas below the ninth layer began gradually coalescing.
Space was collapsing.
Rivers served as veins, mountains and seas as flesh and blood, five viscera and six bowels, hands and feet... Gradually, a slightly illusory human form was truly reflected!
And the human face manifested by Si Sui, held high above the eighth layer of the Celestial Court, landed steadily on the face of the illusory human form like a mask, fitting tightly. Then it raised abruptly, looking toward the top of its head. The terrifying gaze shattered the void, flying straight toward the ninth layer.
However, just then, the ninth layer suddenly blossomed with brilliant light.
The light was golden. The moment it appeared, a loud Zen chant resounded, shaking the universe, finally converging into six seal scripts pressing down on the void:
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
In an instant, Si Sui, who was about to revive, was suppressed by the Buddha light. His coalescing form began to shatter again, and his face revealed a ferocious expression:
"Bald donkey...!"
The magnificent Dao sound shattered all dharmas, crashing into the six-character seal script, yet it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, unable to even reduce the Buddha light slightly.
At the same time, inside the [Sea of Bitterness].
The Taiyin Immortal Venerable stood with her hands behind her back, her beautiful brows furrowed. Her jade-like hands formed a seal against her chest, constantly compressing the graveyard beneath her feet, concentrating the wonder on Si Sui.
Even so, the trembling of the [Tomb of Dao Lord Si Sui] not only didn't slow down but intensified. Layer upon layer of grave soil carrying the [Taiyin] concept piled up, yet was all shaken off. Si Sui's voice penetrated the tomb, crashing into the Taiyin Immortal Venerable's ears:
"Disciple of the Primordial Saint... You can't suppress me!"
"This is my world, and the cultivators here will naturally be used by me. Once I break that bald donkey's seal, it will be your time of death!"
Si Sui's tone was full of confidence.
In fact, it was true. After all, he had now retrieved his eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body, leaving only the last divine intent suppressed on the ninth layer.
If the Taiyin Immortal Venerable were guarding the ninth layer personally at this moment, he would have no way.
But now, the Taiyin Immortal Venerable was entangled with him in the [Sea of Suffering], leaving the ninth layer empty. Attacking it and breaking the seal would be a trivial matter!
The next second, inside the Celestial Court.
Immortal Lord Duxuan stood against the wind. Suddenly, the human face manifested by Si Sui looked at him, and a voice sounded in his ear:
"Invade the ninth layer and help me escape. Once successful, I will grant you the Great Yang Orthodox Fruit!"
Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Duxuan's eyes lit up. This was what he wanted! The Great Yang Governing Heaven Primary Position, a Supreme Dao Fruit, enough to help him go further.
"Duxuan accepts the order!"
As his words fell, Immortal Lord Duxuan strode forward, heading toward the ninth layer. Immediately after, three more blood lights gathered one after another.
Immortal Lord Tianshu! Immortal Lord Yanxiu! Immortal Lord Mingtang!
They were mid-stage Immortal Lords after all, with indestructible Spiritual Platforms. Although their bodies were destroyed because the seals on the five senses were broken, they wouldn't die directly.
"Everyone, those who understand the times are heroes."
Immortal Lord Duxuan looked at the other three Immortal Lords and chuckled lightly: "Adding flowers to brocade is not as good as sending charcoal in snowy weather. I believe you all understand how to choose."
The three Immortal Lords nodded one after another: "Naturally."
Immortal Lord Duxuan showed a satisfied expression and was about to head to the ninth layer. However, the next second, his movement stopped.
The smile on his face also faded slightly:
"Yanxiu, Mingtang... are you seeking death?"
Looking out, he saw Immortal Lord Yanxiu and Immortal Lord Mingtang, who ranked lower among the four Great Immortal Lords, blocking the way of Immortal Lord Duxuan and Immortal Lord Tianshu.
"That's not quite right."
"Just as Fellow Daoist Duxuan said, adding flowers to brocade is not as good as sending charcoal in snowy weather. But who is adding flowers to brocade and who is sending charcoal in snowy weather is still open to discussion."
Immortal Lord Yanxiu smiled slightly and said softly: "Before, the Immortal Venerable held all the advantages. Even if we chose to defect, it would only be adding flowers to brocade, not worth mentioning... But now, with you two traitors, the Immortal Venerable has fallen into a disadvantage. Taking action now would be sending charcoal in snowy weather."
Who said they didn't understand the times?
Even if Immortal Lord Duxuan spoke extravagantly, it couldn't change a fact: Si Sui was beaten to death by the Dao Lord of that wretched place, the immortal nexus, back then!
So what if he revived?
So many years had passed. Si Sui had made no progress, even weaker than back then. However, the Saint Sect Ancestor who killed him must be stronger than back then.
Who was strong and who was weak, did it need saying?
Moreover... "You cultivate Taiyang and can get the Taiyang Orthodox Fruit afterward. What about us? We don't get a Supreme Dao Fruit, so why should we work for you for nothing?"
This was the fundamental conflict.
There was only one Supreme Dao Fruit. Even adding Taiyin, there were only two, enough for two people at most. And they had four mid-stage Immortal Lords.
Immortal Lord Duxuan was the strongest, followed by Immortal Lord Tianshu. So the resulting distribution was almost set in stone; it would definitely go to them. Only after they finished eating the meat would it be Immortal Lord Yanxiu and Immortal Lord Mingtang's turn to drink the soup. Wanting others to risk their lives for you with this distribution method? Too optimistic!
Instantly, Immortal Lord Duxuan's face darkened:
"...Tianshu, stop them."
In his words, he had already made a decision: let Immortal Lord Tianshu stay to pin down Immortal Lord Yanxiu and Immortal Lord Mingtang, while he went to the ninth layer alone!
This was not the best choice.
In his mind, the best situation would be the four of them working together, charging into the ninth layer with crushing momentum, and then unlocking the World-Honored One's seal.
However, now, there was only him.
Whatever... It's just a little demon from the immortal nexus, not even a mid-stage Immortal Lord. He shouldn't be much of a variable. The advantage is still with me!
The next second, the void shattered, and the three Immortal Lords began to fight. Immortal Lord Duxuan stepped into the ninth layer of the Celestial Court leisurely.
But soon, he frowned deeply.
Because he saw nothing... The huge ninth layer was filled with white mist everywhere, and all phenomena of heaven and earth became illusory in the mist.
"Paltry tricks, you dare to show off in front of me?"
Immortal Lord Duxuan smiled coldly and pointed with his finger. Brilliant light blossomed at his fingertip instantly, like the rising sun, evaporating large patches of white mist wherever it passed.
In the dissipating white mist, a figure emerged.
This was a handsome young man. Although his white hair and slightly weathered temperament made him look somewhat old, his vitality was extremely vigorous.
Immortal Lord Duxuan raised his eyebrows slightly. At first, he was somewhat solemn, but after seeing the stature of the person clearly, it turned into disdain:
"Unorthodox path wants to stop me?"
"Why not?" Patriarch Nether Whisper looked serious and said softly: "Although the unorthodox path has many problems, it is not without remedies."
Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Duxuan seemed to have heard an extremely absurd joke and couldn't help shaking his head. However, seeing the serious expression on Patriarch Nether Whisper's face, he gradually realized and laughed dumbly: "You... aren't joking? You really want to fight me?"
"Hahahahaha!"
At this moment, Immortal Lord Duxuan even laughed out loud.
Who was he? A mid-stage Immortal Lord with the Taiyang Dao Fruit. And the opponent? An early-stage perfected lord with an unorthodox Dao Fruit.
There was no comparison at all!
Such a huge gap wasn't even enough to make him angry. After all, how could a soaring eagle care about an ant's thoughts?
On the contrary, the other party actually dared to block his way.
Are the fiends from the immortal nexus so arrogant now?