Chapter 122 ·Almost Instantly Killed!

Nether ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Soul annihilated True Lord Scarlet Flame with a single palm, then brushed off his sleeves and departed, hiding both his body and his name.

Within ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the Supreme Creation Lesser Luo Grotto Heaven, Gu Yan sat cross-legged, with the Haotian Mirror floating before him.

The ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍scene within the mirror was frozen at the moment when that five-colored palm dissipated.

Not ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍bad.

Very ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍good.

The ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍divine ability *Five Elements Great Luo Heavenly Palm — Immortal Nation Within the Palm*—since he had learned it, he had never once used it. Today, borrowing Nether Soul’s hand, he had finally witnessed its power for the first time.

Nether Soul was his Evil Body incarnation and possessed only seventy percent of his strength.

And just now, when Nether Soul used that divine ability, he had not even used thirty percent of his power.

Seventy percent strength, using less than thirty percent force, was enough to crush to death a peak Tribulation Crossing great demon that had self-sealed its cultivation with a single palm.

This power was more than acceptable.

Gu Yan nodded, very satisfied.

With a thought, the scene within the Haotian Mirror shifted, revealing the final moments before True Lord Scarlet Flame’s death.

Moments later, the image froze on a massive phantom of a Flame Phoenix.

That was the phantom of True Lord Scarlet Flame’s true body. Although it had already dissipated, its bloodline origin had been captured by the Haotian Mirror.

Gu Yan looked at that Flame Phoenix phantom, his gaze shifting slightly.

The origin of this Flame Phoenix’s bloodline traced back to an ancestor at the Profound Immortal level.

A Profound Immortal was a realm beyond Heavenly Immortal.

Above Heavenly Immortal was Profound Immortal.

Above Profound Immortal was Golden Immortal.

Above Golden Immortal was Immortal King.

That Flame Phoenix ancestor was merely a Profound Immortal—not even a Golden Immortal.

Such an existence, to cultivators of the Spirit Realm, was naturally lofty and untouchable.

But to Gu Yan...

A Profound Immortal did not even rank.

So when he previously told Nether Soul that the great demon had no background, it was not exactly a lie.

With such a background, what difference was there from having none?

Gu Yan withdrew his gaze and closed the Haotian Mirror.

He thought of something.

What level had his own strength actually reached?

He was currently at the Human Immortal First Layer, cultivating the *Primordial Limitless Grand Five Elements Primordial Chaos Creation True Scripture*, and possessed more divine abilities than he could even use.

As for magic treasures, he had the supreme-grade innate spiritual treasures Abi Sword and Yuan Tu Sword.

He had the Haotian Mirror, a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure protective divine robe.

And various miscellaneous items.

Not to mention his entries—gold and red in abundance.

But the problem was, he had never truly gone all out.

The only time he had been somewhat serious was back in the dream when he fought Ning Hongye.

Thinking of this, a surge of impulse rose in Gu Yan’s heart.

He wanted to fight.

A real fight, going all out.

Of course, not in reality.

In reality, his opponents were either too weak—making it meaningless—or too strong—making it potentially dangerous.

But in a dream, things were different.

He had a purple entry called *Life Is Like a Dream · Purple*.

The effect of this entry was that it could manifest people he had seen within a dream and fight against them.

Within the dream, life and death did not matter.

No matter how the battle ended, everything would return to normal upon waking.

With a thought, Gu Yan began recalling the powerful figures he had encountered.

Among the great powers of the Immortal Realm, he had seen quite a few through the Haotian Mirror.

There were also various Immortal Kings and Golden Immortals.

But the most significant one had to be Ning Daoxuan.

Although this man was only at the peak of Golden Immortal, he could slay Immortal Kings while still in that realm.

According to information observed through the Haotian Mirror, seven Immortal Kings had already died at his hands.

Such a figure was perfect for testing his own strength.

Gu Yan immediately sat properly, closed his eyes, and with a thought, activated *Life Is Like a Dream · Purple*.

......

The scene before his eyes shifted.

In the next moment, Gu Yan found himself within a vast and boundless void.

This was his dream battlefield.

With another thought, a figure slowly condensed in the void ahead.

White hair, white robes, aged appearance, restrained aura.

It was Ning Daoxuan.

Supreme Grand Elder of the Immortal Realm’s Kunlun Sect, peak Golden Immortal, with combat power comparable to an Immortal King.

Gu Yan looked at the figure before him and nodded slightly.

As expected, *Life Is Like a Dream · Purple* was wondrous—this manifested Ning Daoxuan was identical to the real one in both aura and demeanor.

The only difference was that his eyes lacked spirit.

Because he was merely a projection from Gu Yan’s memory, not a true descent of consciousness.

But that was enough.

His cultivation, his divine abilities, his combat instincts would all be perfectly replicated.

With a thought, Gu Yan prepared to make his move.

However, at that very instant, Ning Daoxuan moved first.

The projection that had been standing still suddenly raised his right hand.

A streak of black light shot out from his sleeve, transforming into an ink-black long serpent that shot toward Gu Yan.

The black serpent was unbelievably fast, as if traversing space—it reached Gu Yan in an instant.

Gu Yan’s pupils shrank.

So fast!

He instinctively tried to evade, but discovered that the black serpent’s aura had already locked onto him completely.

He tried to defend, but found that the serpent’s speed was too fast—there was no time to unleash any divine ability.

In the next moment, the black serpent slammed into him.

Boom!!!

A terrifying force exploded. Gu Yan was blasted backward, tumbling through the void for countless miles before barely stabilizing himself.

He looked down, his expression changing slightly.

The *Xuanhuang Creation · Universe Limitless · Primordial Unity One Qi Fire-Avoiding Water-Repelling Demon-Suppressing Monster-Subduing Protective Divine Robe* he wore was emitting a faint glow, followed by a soft crack.

Fine fractures appeared across the surface of the robe.

In the next instant, the entire robe shattered with a bang, turning into countless points of light and dissipating into the void.

Gu Yan froze.

This robe was a treasure he had obtained in his early years—a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure capable of resisting any attack below the Human Immortal Realm.

Although with his current cultivation its usefulness had diminished—

For it to be shattered in a single strike, and for the remaining force to still threaten him, that strike was powerful enough to instantly kill any Human Immortal.

If not for the robe blocking it for a moment, he would already be dead.

Gu Yan took a deep breath and looked at the white-haired figure standing in the distance with hands behind his back. A strange glint flashed in his eyes.

Well now.

This one was fierce.

As expected of someone who could slay Immortal Kings while at the Golden Immortal Realm.

He had been careless—he didn’t dodge.

He thought that in a dream he could take things slowly, but the opponent gave him no such chance.

Though it was only a projection, the combat instinct was real.

In the projection’s eyes, he was an enemy.

And when an enemy appeared—kill.

There was no nonsense.

With a thought, the flow of time in the dream world suddenly stopped.

Ning Daoxuan’s figure froze in place, completely motionless.

Gu Yan thought for a moment and decided to proceed step by step.

Thus, the aura on Ning Daoxuan’s body began to rapidly fall.

From peak Golden Immortal, it dropped all the way down to Human Immortal First Layer.

Exactly the same as Gu Yan’s current cultivation.

Gu Yan looked at the figure before him and nodded in satisfaction.

Next, he planned not to use magic treasures or external aids, but to purely compete in divine abilities and techniques.

He wanted to see whether, with his Human Immortal First Layer cultivation, he could defeat Ning Daoxuan at the same realm.

Even if it was only a projection—even if it was only replicated combat instinct—

Ning Daoxuan’s terrifying battle awareness, his countless years of accumulated experience, and his mastery of divine abilities were absolutely far beyond those of others at the same level.

This was the best whetstone.

With a thought, time resumed its flow.

In the distance, Ning Daoxuan’s figure moved slightly, his gaze falling upon Gu Yan.

In the next instant, both figures disappeared from where they stood simultaneously.

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