Chapter 1177 - 259: Embers’ Words of True Self

Chapter 1177: Chapter 259: Embers’ Words of True Self

What is that?

All around the ring-shaped walls of the Immortal Realm, on countless divided battlefields, Celestial Immortals and True Immortals raised their heads.

A thought naturally appeared in everyone’s mind:

The high and mighty Immortal Venerate has descended.

Such ultimate life forms, surpassing ordinary life levels, once they fully unleash their might, even typical True Immortals are suffocated under the pressure.

And what follows is chaos and unease across the entire battlefield.

"Gone mad?"

"How long has it been since the battle started? Has an Immortal Venerate appeared?"

"Which Immortal Venerate dares to reveal their true form first? Aren’t they afraid of being surrounded and attacked?"

"That shadow crocodile shape, it’s Xi Rong!"

"He’s crazy, so aggressive. Does he dare to personally descend on the battlefield of both major forces?"

"At the level of Immortal Venerate, no one would act foolishly. Is he confident in blocking the first wave of attacks from all Immortal Venerates or does he have some other means?"

Everyone was discussing it.

Something’s wrong!

It’s very wrong!

On the battlefield, True Immortal generals from both sides exchanged glances, their eyes flickered with a trace of horror, already contemplating ceasefire or retreat.

The situation is unclear now.

The true form of the Immortal Venerate has already descended, far too close to them. A mere breath could risk their lives!

They knew the progress of this battlefield better than anyone else.

At this moment.

Various True Immortal battlefields were desperately fighting.

But there’s always one side of True Immortal that falls into disadvantage, on the brink of death.

At this point, it triggers the arrival of another side’s Immortal Venerate Law Avatar to save their direct lineage True Immortal...

And with the increasing arrival of participating Law Avatars, some will be ambushed, leading to the Immortal Venerate’s true form being unable to resist the urge to personally intervene, continuously sending new Law Avatars to the rescue.

The final result hinges on who first cannot resist allowing their true form to descend!

But when the first Immortal Venerate’s true form descends, the decisive battle begins.

Even approaching True Immortals will be shaken to death!

If they don’t run now, then when?

In a moment, across the vast battlefield of over a hundred fronts, the map formed by countless worlds saw numerous cultivators returning on Immortal Ships.

Just moments ago, arrogant and wanton powerhouse slaughtering enemy troops had no choice but to cease their actions, retreating to their territories.

With Ning Zheng as the dividing line, it retreats like tides on both banks.

The personal descent of a Supreme Immortal Venerate made the battlefield more peaceful than ever before, with only daring little cats remaining.

After all, no True Immortal is foolish; the wise do not stand beneath crumbling walls.

...

But their guess was wrong.

The decisive battle did not happen.

Because Ning Zheng’s current nature is still a Law Avatar, not worthy of their personal besiegement.

If they were to personally descend, they would indeed be the first Immortal Venerate to arrive... the one to be ambushed!

"The situation has fallen into a mysterious stalemate, huh."

Ning Zheng’s eyes flickered, looking up at the Immortal Venerates standing on the fortress of the two realms.

He silently thought to himself it was absurd; is this the might that Immortal Venerates should possess?

With the arrival of the Ten-Perfection Immortal Venerate, all enemy and ally soldiers retreated like tides.

Basically, only Ning Zheng was left standing alone on the battlefield.

"Indeed, the face is saved."

He smiled, originally thinking the situation was irreversible, becoming sworn enemies, and simply using power to bully, attacking Netherworld soldiers with the Immortal Venerate’s might.

But they... with sharp battlefield intuition, directly ran away.

Feeling the cycle of the ten great laws throughout his body, Ning Zheng stood tall on the battlefield, holding the Divine Pot single-handedly, with a Sun Moon Su Yuniang rising and falling within, golden flames dazzling.

"Sir, holding the Divine Lamp, you lack a mount... a mount!" Sun Moon Su Yuniang kept winking, excitedly staring at the distant Jiumu Qing’s Dharma Aspect.

It’s time to mount the warhorse and conquer the world!

Ning Zheng didn’t pay attention to her, instead silently looking up, "I have no interest in you; whether it’s war or cease, it’s up to the Netherworld to decide."

In the distance.

Amidst the shock of Law Avatars falling, the bewildered Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate had yet to speak.

Only to see several Heaven’s Chosen from the Netherworld platform arriving on an Immortal Ship, daringly yelling across:

"How could you stop, you’re already riding on the face of the Netherworld!"

"Xi Rong, how dare you kill a Law Avatar during descent? You’ve broken the default bottom line among Immortal Venerates; this time it’s endless fight..."

"Will you completely oppose the many Immortal Venerates of the Netherworld? We had restraint before, only issuing a warrant for you rather than personally capturing you. Do you indiscriminately think the Netherworld dare not personally capture you?"

"Think about your Xi Rong, those beneath Immortal Venerate, will die because of you too!"

"Dare you to kill us, we can resurrect on the platform!"

These were tribesmen of the Nether Cauldron Civilization, each wrapped in special bandages, burning with fire, shouting wildly.

Some were hysterical, some were furiously threatening, clearly trying to please their Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate.

They were right.

They were indeed fearless.

Ning Zheng’s server principle is similar to an Out-of-Body Experience-like remote Dharma Aspect.

Now these Heaven’s Chosen are remote Dharma Aspect, their true forms are not here at all.

Just like they can’t kill Xi Rong platform’s blacksmiths, Ning Zheng also can’t kill these shouting pests.

"But, can you really not kill them?"

Ning Zheng said calmly.

Without even glancing at the opponents, he softly blew a breath, instantly vaporizing the bodies of these Netherworld platform Heaven’s Chosen.

The cultivators on the Immortal Ship all turned into drops of black water Embers.

They still thought they hadn’t died, and kept yelling.

"Xi Rong, you’re destroying our esteemed..."

"How dare you?"

...

Bubbles, still retaining their logic from life, stood on the deck, loudly mocking.

Ning Zheng let out a slight laugh, "Reveal your hobbies."

These Embers’ bubbles, their minds are sealed with cultivation technique restrictions, deep memories cannot be seized.

Yet their daily hobbies and various quirks lack restrictions.

Among these Shadow Crocodile consciousnesses, a tall and imposing man couldn’t help but shout:

"A few months ago, I was having an affair with my sister-in-law when my brother returned. I put on my black cloak... But a vortex inexplicably appeared, stealing my breath-concealing cloak. My brother found out, I had no choice but to team up with my sister-in-law and kill my brother, then frame it on..."

The crowd widened their eyes.

This man, they remembered.

True Immortal Great Perfection, one of the direct disciples under the Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate!

He was the face of the immortal venerate’s disciples, who knew he was so sordid behind the scenes?

And then another tall and skinny Nether Cauldron cultivator couldn’t help but speak: "My family patriarch, bullied me..."

These Embers began to reveal their filthy hobbies, the many wrongdoings they’d done.

Betraying brothers, oppressing sisters-in-law.

Harming parents.

Annihilating ancestors, killing offspring.

These Embers spoke among themselves, even started fighting, twisting into a brawl, breaking the deck, flying into the sky continuously crossing blows.

"It was you! You attacked my husband and still tried to court me!"

"So what, if it wasn’t for me, how could you... You’re no saint either, don’t think I don’t know about you sneaking behind your husband to..."

The Nether Cauldron clan, capable of being male or female, but this truly was quite a play.

On the deck of the Immortal Ship, the Embers maintained their logic from life, started cursing each other, their disgraceful appearances revealed.

In the center of the battlefield, countless cultivators secretly observed the scene, shocked and astounded.

Some were even speechless, as if something was caught deep in their throats, unable to speak for a moment.

At this time, some historians had foresight, recorded this scene as an important battle in the history of the Immortal Realm, not expecting to record such explosive matters...

Nearly all Immortal and Nether Realms are boiling.

"This is Immortal Venerate! This is the direct disciples of Immortal Venerate!"

"Satisfying! Hahaha! So satisfying! The subordinates of the Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate are all such petty thieves!"

"Xirong Manor Master truly protects his own, when Jiumu Qing was attacked, he immediately descended and countered with a thunderous force, this is the true leader of a faction!"

...

Seeing this scene, other cultivators felt more than just chills up their spines.

Watching these ’brothers’ curse each other, expose faults, each like street theater, slandering, sharing explosive secrets...

True self, false self...

Everyone felt an indescribable satisfaction, as if justice was served, standing on the moral high ground condemning the spectacle, yet also inexplicably shocked.

This Xirong Manor Master Immortal Venerate before them, seemingly calm in appearance, sparse in words, yet harsh in methods, incredibly vengeful.

Even if he cannot kill you, he can make you walk toward your demise from afar!

Social death is still death.

Even if they have platforms to resurrect from afar.

But does it matter?

They are already "dead".

No home to return to.

Not even the Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate would dare to take them? The Netherworld would dare to take them?

The Netherworld cares about face.

No matter how filthy behind the scenes, one must stand in righteousness!

Everyone knows, these self-righteous fools who came out mocking for Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate, not only did they not gain any benefits, but also cannot survive in the Netherworld.

"Their life is already finished."

On the battlefield, one of the leaders withdrawing the army, True Immortal Momei, said in an eerie tone.

The True Man Danding and others gathered around him, withdrawing in silence, each filled with long-lasting fear, afraid to utter a sound.

...

"Trash."

Ning Zheng coldly glanced at their internal strife and chaos, looking at the regaining composure Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate.

"Why target Xi Rong?"

Ning Zheng directly spoke, "You wanted to trick me into coming, I’ve arrived, and now you want to kill me?"

In the sky, the eyes of the Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate flared with anger, looked at some impulsive fools who came to curse and ended up humiliated, shouted at Ning Zheng:

"Return my supreme treasure to me, let this matter end here. Our battle between the Immortal and Nether Realms is not something any Immortal Venerate can interfere with."

"Here, any individual Immortal Venerate will be shattered. Leave this battlefield and never return."

"If you resist, you have no idea what you’re about to face."

Ning Zheng completely ignored her, lightly smiled, "I think your demands could be higher, such as asking me to return this..."

Ning Zheng pointed with a finger.

The shadow crocodile bubbles on her from the Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate, peeled off again from the Shadow Crocodile Demon God.

That Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate Ember stepped out, looking at Ning Zheng with anger:

"Return my supreme treasure, or you have no idea what you’re about to face."

The Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate was like having a bone stuck in the throat.

"You truly are the same person, speaking the same words."

Ning Zheng gently glanced at the completely furious Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate,

"Guess how much this Law Avatar Ember knows about your affairs? Can I make him talk about your hobbies and daily habits?"

"Therefore, I need compensation."

Ning Zheng lightly toyed with this stolen Immortal Venerable Supreme Treasure, her voice eerie, tone calm, with no fluctuations.