Chapter 569: Then Have the Only Hall Come See Me!

Chapter 569: Then Let the Only Hall Come to Me!

The White Dragon Abyss Lord cast a glance at the Violet Origin Ancestor, his expression unreadable: "If we make it out of the Immortal Palace this time, I’ll have to find a chance to spend more time with the Vast Sun Supreme."

The Violet Origin Ancestor shot him a look. "Aren’t you afraid of the Only Hall?"

The Vast Sun Supreme had annihilated the Taihuang Palace.

In ordinary times, the Violet Origin Heaven would have been bustling with visitors, carriages and horses crowding the streets.

But because Qi Yuan had destroyed the Taihuang Palace, he had also offended the Only Hall, which had set the Linya Transformation in motion.

Thus, no matter how strong Qi Yuan was, not many Supremes openly sided with him. Instead, they kept their distance, wary of being targeted by the Only Hall.

"Afraid? But I’m more afraid I won’t survive the Root Demon Calamity." The White Dragon Abyss Lord sighed. "Power is a calamity. The best time was when I was a Yin Spirit—carefree, no worries about the Linya Transformation, no fear of dying in the next Root Demon Calamity."

Of course, the White Dragon Abyss Lord was merely boasting in such a humble way.

If someone tried to force him back to the Yin Spirit realm now, he would rather die.

But... the Yang Spirits of the Ultimate Principle Realm in the Celestial Realm indeed had too many troubles.

And with these matters, even a Great Ultimate Principle could fall with one misstep.

"Instead of thinking about returning to the Yin Spirit realm, it’s better to think about stepping into the third layer of Yang Spirit," said the Violet Origin Ancestor. "Perhaps after this Linya Transformation ends and the Seventh Heaven of the Celestial Realm is completed, we might have a chance to advance further."

"The Seventh Heaven of the Celestial Realm... it won’t be so easy to finish building." The White Dragon Abyss Lord sighed.

Just then, suddenly, the Violet Origin Ancestor’s gaze sharpened.

"What is that?"

In the distant horizon, an endless radiance of Eternal Calamity burst forth.

The scene was like the end of the world.

But within all that radiance of Eternal Calamity, three emerald-green fruits seemed to fly out.

When he saw those three fruits, the Violet Origin Ancestor’s eyes showed a look of shock.

The White Dragon Abyss Lord’s eyes widened as well, his face full of astonishment: "There are actually fruits within the radiance of Eternal Calamity! Those emerald-green fruits... must be divine fruits!"

The radiance of Eternal Calamity could corrode even Ultimate Principles.

Yet fruits were gushing out from within it—how could they not be shocked?

Without any hesitation, the two of them chased after the direction where the three divine fruits were flying.

Luckily, one of them was heading toward their location.

Behind that divine fruit, several streaks of light were visible.

Clearly, other Yang Spirits had also discovered this divine fruit and wanted to seize it.

The divine fruit drew closer, and excitement appeared on the Violet Origin Ancestor’s face.

"Let’s join forces to take the divine fruit and split it later!" the White Dragon Abyss Lord transmitted.

Among those chasing this divine fruit, there were still a few noteworthy experts.

"Alright." The Violet Origin Ancestor agreed without any hesitation.

"I’ll hold them off; you intercept the divine fruit!" the White Dragon Abyss Lord proposed.

His figure also grew towering and majestic at that moment.

A flawless white dragon soared into the sky.

Its dragon roar echoed across heaven and earth.

Dragon claws and dragon body spanned the firmament.

Terrifying Ultimate Principle rules surged forth, causing the void to tremble.

"White Dragon Abyss Lord, how dare you!" A furious roar came.

The voice belonged to a Great Ultimate Principle.

Seeing the divine fruit about to fall into his hands, only to be blocked by someone ahead—how could he not be enraged?

"This treasure is fated for us; it flew in our direction. Are we supposed to just ignore it?" the White Dragon Abyss Lord said with a faint smile.

Meanwhile, the Violet Origin Ancestor had already gathered his Ultimate Principle power and carefully reached for the divine fruit.

Seeing this, the other Yang Spirits showed regret in their eyes.

With two Great Ultimate Principles working together, unless it was a Supreme, no one could snatch this divine fruit.

The Great Ultimate Principle from the Azure Sky also showed disappointment in his eyes.

This divine fruit was clearly extraordinary, a peerless treasure.

He watched helplessly as the Violet Origin Ancestor seized the divine fruit, powerless to do anything. But in the next moment, he froze.

The White Dragon Abyss Lord’s expression also changed drastically.

"Be careful!"

He looked at the Violet Origin Ancestor, filled with deep worry.

As the Violet Origin Ancestor’s Ultimate Principle touched the divine fruit, a terrifyingly extreme aura of rules emanated and spread from within the fruit.

In an instant, the Violet Origin Ancestor’s Ultimate Principle shattered, and the aura of his body withered.

His eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"What kind of fruit is this?"

With just one touch, he had been severely injured.

How could he not be shocked?

If this were made into a weapon specifically for dealing with Great Ultimate Principles, it would be unimaginable.

After all, even a Supreme could not harm him so easily.

Yet an ordinary fruit could do it—how could he not be astonished?

"Be careful! This fruit contains endless flames; don’t touch it!" Even while injured, the Violet Origin Ancestor transmitted to the White Dragon Abyss Lord.

Seeing this, the White Dragon Abyss Lord also looked warily at the fruit and dared not make a move.

At that moment, the fruit... suddenly vanished.

The other Yang Spirits, upon seeing this, some hesitated, while others did not and continued chasing the divine fruit.

The one from the Azure Sky also pursued it.

"How are you?" The White Dragon Abyss Lord looked at the Violet Origin Ancestor with concern.

"I won’t die," said the Violet Origin Ancestor.

But his condition was now very poor.

The Ultimate Principle he had comprehended seemed to have been melted by that fruit, shattered into pieces.

"Your situation is very wrong now." The White Dragon Abyss Lord frowned. "What exactly was that fruit?"

A fruit that burst forth from the radiance of Eternal Calamity could actually injure a Great Ultimate Principle—how could he not be shocked?

"Within that fruit, I sensed an endless aura of flame, as if... no... that flame was different from ordinary flames." Ziyuan Zu said with a frown.

Just then, the Great Principle of Biliuo Heaven appeared, looking at Ziyuan Zu with wariness in his eyes: "Ziyuan Zu, what did you encounter when you touched that fruit?"

That divine fruit was too fast; even he had not been able to catch it.

"Why should I tell you? Xian Zang." Ziyuan Zu did not answer.

"Hmph, if you hadn't stopped me, that divine fruit would already be in my pocket. I haven't settled this score with you yet!" Xian Zang said, his tone quite hostile. "Don't think that just because you have Wanri Shangzun backing you, I fear you!"

Xian Zang came from Biliuo Heaven.

In Biliuo Heaven, besides him, there was also a Supreme.

Thus, facing Ziyuan Zu, he was not afraid.

"Heh heh, I have Wanri Shangzun backing me, and you?" Ziyuan Zu said lazily, with a smug expression.

"You..." Xian Zang was furious. "In the Immortal Palace, anything can happen. Wanri Shangzun has offended the Lin Ya Molt; who knows if he can survive this Lin Ya Molt?"

Even as he said this, Xian Zang was somewhat lacking in confidence.

He looked at Ziyuan Zu, his gaze shifting: "You'd better take a good look at your own injuries. Don't die inside the Immortal Palace and become a strange spirit of the Unique Hall."

Having said that, Xian Zang said nothing more.

He had come here also to take the opportunity to ask about the divine fruit.

Since Ziyuan Zu wouldn't tell, he couldn't be bothered to ask further, and his figure vanished.

"You, your mouth is still so hard. You should know that the Biliuo Supreme is also in the Immortal Palace. If He becomes angry because of this, your days will be difficult," the Lord of White Dragon Abyss reminded.

"Hmph," Ziyuan Zu snorted coldly. "I'll tell no one, least of all Biliuo Heaven."

The Taihuang Palace of old had been too powerful.

Ghost Control Heaven had submitted, and clashed with Black Demon Abyss.

It was even said that Ghost Control Heaven later dared to move against the Black Sword because they had learned that some Supremes were aligning with Taihuang Palace.

The Supremes of these six heavens numbered less than two palms' worth, only a few.

Among those aligning with Taihuang Palace, the Biliuo Supreme was highly suspect.

Therefore, he showed no kindness to Biliuo Heaven.

"Cough... hot... burning..." Ziyuan Zu said, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, feeling as if true fire was scorching his body.

The Lord of White Dragon Abyss looked at him with worry: "Don't you die inside the Immortal Palace."

She was truly concerned.

First, the Immortal Palace was not safe; one had to face the Eternal Calamity Light at all times. Second, the other Yang Gods could also be hidden enemies, for as long as enough Yang Gods died, the Lin Ya Molt would end. Third, the Immortal Palace now saw frequent strange occurrences—not only the Eternal Calamity Light but also divine fruits appearing; anything could happen next.

"Rest assured, even if I die, there will be someone to provide for my old age and bury me," Ziyuan Zu said with a cough.

His injuries were severe, but in terms of strength, he still had the combat power of a Great Principle.

The probability of survival was extremely high.

The only worry was that this injury was too bizarre.

Just then, a surprised voice sounded.

"Old man, long time no see. Injured again?"

As the words fell, a man in a blood-red robe appeared, peerlessly handsome.

When he saw this handsome man, Ziyuan Zu subconsciously rubbed his eyes like a mortal.

The Lord of White Dragon Abyss was also shocked.

This... is Wanri Shangzun?

"How did you get here?" Ziyuan Zu finally asked, still somewhat bewildered.

Beside him, the Lord of White Dragon Abyss was extremely wary.

Because Wanri Shangzun had suddenly appeared beside her, and she had not sensed it in advance.

"I heard you were here, so I came looking," Qi Yuan said casually.

"But this is the Immortal Palace!" Ziyuan Zu was puzzled.

Without a decree from the Unique Hall, the Immortal Palace could not be opened at will.

Moreover, no unusual phenomenon had occurred just now.

This meant that no new Yang God had been summoned into the Immortal Palace by the Lin Ya Molt.

"Exactly, this is the Immortal Palace, so I came," Qi Yuan said casually.

Ziyuan Zu fell silent.

He was a bit dazed.

He could only guess that this Lin Ya Molt had too many strange occurrences, allowing outsiders to enter.

"You shouldn't have come in. Once you enter... you can't leave," Ziyuan Zu said, grateful yet somewhat wistful.

Qi Yuan had destroyed Taihuang Palace and thoroughly offended the Unique Hall, yet he had entered the Immortal Palace.

The Unique Hall would surely target him specifically. "Enough of that, old man. Your injuries are quite severe," Qi Yuan said, placing his hand on Ziyuan Zu's arm, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

"Just now, three divine fruits erupted from the Eternal Calamity Light... I intercepted one, and then... I saw endless fire," Ziyuan Zu said with fear in his eyes, recalling.

"Fire?" Qi Yuan found it strange. "It resembles the cosmic rules, but not quite."

Now, he was a Yin God with combat power at the Heaven-Opening Realm, well-versed in cosmic rules.

Now, Ziyuan Zu's injuries showed his principles shattered, being melted away by flame.

That flame was just like the First-Rank Flame Rule among the cosmic rules.

But it was also completely different.

To make an inappropriate analogy, the Flame Rule was real, while the flame rule on the divine fruit was illusory.

This was very strange.

Because, generally speaking, the First-Rank Flame Rule already represented all flames in the world.

"This divine fruit is interesting," Qi Yuan said.

As Qi Yuan spoke, surging spiritual power swept forth.

Seeing this, Ziyuan Zu gave a helpless smile: "Don't waste your mana on me."

This kind of principle dissolution, even if a Supreme intervened, would probably be difficult to resolve.

But the next moment, his eyes widened in astonishment: "The principle shattering has actually stopped?"

That flame had been constantly shattering his principles.

Now, with Qi Yuan's intervention, the burning had actually ceased—how could he not be shocked?

"With my strength, I can only temporarily halt its harm to you. I am still too weak!" Qi Yuan lamented.

Beside him, the Lord of White Dragon Abyss felt like rolling her eyes.

“Not weak.” Ziyuan Ancestor couldn’t help but say.

“As a god, I can’t even achieve omniscience and omnipotence—is that not weak?” Qi Yuan said.

“…Omniscience and omnipotence? Are you trying to become a Dao Ancestor?” Ziyuan Ancestor couldn’t help rolling his eyes at Qi Yuan.

“You should return to Ziyuan Heaven to recover now,” Qi Yuan said.

“Return to Ziyuan Heaven?” Ziyuan Ancestor was also a bit bewildered.

How could he return?

This Qi Yuan, with his mysterious and erratic nature, no one knew when he would change.

“You can return anytime.”

As Qi Yuan spoke, he drew a line across the sky.

Suddenly, a phantom of an Immortal Palace gate appeared.

And at that moment, the gate opened.

Ziyuan Ancestor’s eyes widened: “The Immortal Palace gate has actually opened?”

The White Dragon Abyss Lord was also shocked.

This was the first time she had encountered such a thing.

It truly exceeded her expectations.

Beside her, Ziyuan Ancestor looked at Qi Yuan, wanting to say something to him.

Did you sell yourself to the Solemn Hall?

Of course, that was a line he had once wanted to say to that person from the Taihuang Palace.

“Alright, you can leave anytime now.” Qi Yuan clapped his hands. “I still have matters in this Immortal Palace, so I won’t be leaving just yet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, several streaks of light flew from the Immortal Palace gate in the sky.

“Haha… the Immortal Palace gate has opened! This old man is leaving!”

“I can’t stay in the Immortal Palace any longer—it’s too dangerous!”

Many Yang Gods noticed the opening of the Immortal Palace gate.

They didn’t know that Qi Yuan had opened it, but seeing the gate open, they all fled this place of trouble.

Ziyuan Ancestor’s lips moved, and finally he said, “This old man will go out first. Be careful here alone, especially… don’t touch the Eternal Calamity Radiance or the Divine Fruit.”

“Mm, rest assured,” Qi Yuan said casually.

More and more Yang Gods, after moments of confusion and surprise, left the Immortal Palace.

Qi Yuan stood in the Immortal Palace, his eyes filled with curiosity.

With a wave of his hand, a diamond-shaped crystal fell into his palm.

“Is this the source of the flowing light that Shen Wu and the others needed?”

The flowing light outside originated from this diamond-shaped crystal, which contained the aura of various fundamental divine abilities.

Such things were precious to Zifu cultivators, but nearly useless to Yang Gods.

“This Immortal Palace is indeed strange. The Eternal Calamity Radiance… is somewhat interesting.”

His hand touched the Eternal Calamity Radiance.

The pure, flawless radiance seemed to dissolve the rules he commanded.

[Eternal Calamity Radiance: dissolves rules, reshapes rules.]

The information his eyes perceived also indicated that what the Eternal Calamity Radiance did was dissolve the world’s rules and forge new ones.

“Even a god cannot achieve omniscience and omnipotence.” Qi Yuan let out a long sigh.

Just then, a whisper suddenly sounded: “Even a god cannot achieve complete ease of mind.”

Qi Yuan looked over, and ahead of him stood a silhouette.

It seemed to be a phantom, with only a wisp of true spirit remaining.

“Who are you?” Qi Yuan asked curiously.

That phantom should not be a being of the Sixth Heaven.

“I am a disciple of the Five Mountain Hermit. I rashly intruded into this strange world, hoping to gain countless opportunities, but never expected to fall here,” the phantom said.

When he mentioned the Five Mountain Hermit, he seemed very proud.

“Five Mountain Hermit?” Qi Yuan had never heard that name.

Even though the phantom was dead, his face still brimmed with pride.

“The Five Mountain Hermit represents the five strongest mountains in the world.

In the Immortal Realm, they are Mount Sumeru, Mount Dong, Mount Taiqing, Mount Taihuang, and Mount Xuling.

In this Immortal Palace, they might be this mountain, and that one, and those others.

Of course… that is only if my master also entered this world.”

The Five Mountain Hermit—the so-called five mountains did not refer to any specific five mountains.

Rather, in different worlds, they always represented the five “strongest” mountains.

“Your master is quite formidable,” Qi Yuan commented.

“If you ever see my master, please tell him: do not try to save me, do not come to this world!” After saying this, the phantom gave a bitter smile. “I forgot—you cannot leave this world.”

“Is this world very special?” Qi Yuan asked.

The Immortal Realm was indeed very special.

First, it was like a cage—Yang Gods could not leave.

Second, the future of the Immortal Realm had been severed.

“Very special, after all… there are here the Strange Dao Fruits.” At this mention, a fanatical gleam appeared in the phantom’s eyes.

“In the world, there are Dao Fruits, and also Strange Dao Fruits.

If a Strange Dao Fruit resonates with one’s own nature, just one… can allow one to step into the realm of rules!”

Each Strange Dao Fruit represented a cosmic rule.

If one’s own principle matched the rule carried by the Strange Dao Fruit, consuming it would be enough to elevate one to the third layer of Yang God.

Such a shortcut naturally attracted the envy of countless powerful beings.

The phantom man had been lured by the Strange Dao Fruit, so he entered the Immortal Palace.

In the end, he met his downfall.

“Strange Dao Fruit?” Qi Yuan murmured.

He recalled the Divine Fruit that Ziyuan Ancestor had mentioned.

Could that be the Strange Dao Fruit?

In this world, there actually existed such a fruit—eating it could allow one to step into the Rule Realm.

"How did the Anomaly Fruit appear?" Qi Yuan asked.

The phantom shook his head: "I do not know either. Perhaps... it is related to the Dao Lord of the Fifth Layer of the Yang Spirit."

As the phantom spoke, he scanned his surroundings, a desolate look in his eyes.

"Your world... is too special, truly special. I have never seen a world like this before." When the phantom mentioned this, there was wariness in his eyes.

Qi Yuan was not surprised by any of this.

Was there a single ordinary world in the one he inhabited?

Every one of them was special.

Of course, in truth, every world in this realm was special.

"If... you ever have the chance to go to the Five Mountains Alliance and see my master, please be sure to tell him: never come to save me, and never try to fish my soul out of the Cosmic Mother River," the phantom said.

This was also the reason he had kept a sliver of his true spirit from extinguishing.

Once he died completely,

his master, the Five Mountains Hermit, might go to the Cosmic Mother River to retrieve his true spirit and revive him.

He had a premonition that something terrifying would happen.

Now, only by attaching himself to the Immortal Palace and becoming its artifact spirit could he eke out a lingering existence.

"Mm, if I get the chance, I will certainly pass that along," Qi Yuan said. "But first, you need to help me with some things."

"Please, speak."

"How much do you know about the Solemn Hall and the Linya Molt?"

A complex expression crossed the phantom's eyes: "It is an unknowable thing."

Just as he thought.

Qi Yuan understood the phantom's implication.

The Solemn Hall was an existence at the Fourth Layer of the Yang Spirit.

"How much do you know about the Fifth Layer of the Yang Spirit?" Qi Yuan asked.

The phantom shook his head: "For this matter, it would be better for you to seek the answer in the Solemn Hall."

"How do I find the Solemn Hall?" Qi Yuan pressed again.

The phantom then spoke, his voice calm, with the bearing of a master.

"Defeat me. Suppress me."

Slap!

A palm struck the phantom's face, sending him spinning wildly. Only when Qi Yuan's foot pressed down on him did the phantom stop spinning.

"Now I've suppressed you. Tell me... how do I enter the Solemn Hall?" Qi Yuan asked, stepping on the phantom.

The phantom was stunned.

He hadn't expected this man, who seemed so courteous, to act so... brash and overbearing.

He struck at the slightest disagreement!

"Without a strange spirit or a contract, one cannot enter the Solemn Hall," the phantom answered truthfully.

Can't see the Solemn Hall?

"Then have the Solemn Hall come to me!" Qi Yuan said.

(The chapter ends)