A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm

Chapter 1119: The Deranged Devil

Daoist Master Dao Yin quickly took a golden pill to suppress his own injuries, then turned his gaze to Wen Zhong.

To everyone's surprise, despite his fiery personality, at this moment, he was gazing upon Wen Zhong with nothing but sympathy in his eyes.

All of a sudden, he vanished from the spot, only to abruptly reappear behind Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong immediately swung around, before lashing out in retaliation, only for Daoist Master Dao Yin to grab onto his arm before wrenching it downward.

Wen Zhong felt as if a massive mountain were suddenly weighing down upon his arm, sending him falling forward onto the ground.

Daoist Master Dao Yin took advantage of this opportunity to raise his other hand, following which a streak of needle-like light shot out of his fingertip before piercing into Wen Zhong's glabella.

Wen Zhong's entire body instantly shuddered violently as if he had been struck by lightning, and he fell unconscious on the spot, much to Lei Yuce's relief.

However, his relief soon turned to horror as he cast his gaze toward the edge of the destroyed altar, where a cloud of black mist had emerged, and it was swirling incessantly, forming a stormy, black vortex that was around ten feet in height.

No one was able to pinpoint the moment that the vortex had appeared, as it revolved faster and faster, the black light within it glowed brighter and brighter.

All of a sudden, the vortex fell still, and a slightly hunched-over male figure emerged from the black light within.

The man had skin that was as black as ink, and his eyes were very peculiar in appearance. His left pupil was glowing with bright, purple light, as if there were a purple nebulous cloud swirling around inside, while his right pupil was filled with murky, azure light.

The man's face was very angular, with a tall nose, and sharp, thin lips. He should've been a rather handsome middle-aged man, but with his head of disheveled, gray hair and his thick beard, he appeared more like an unkempt elderly man.

After the man emerged from the vortex, he immediately crouched down before wrapping his arms around his own knees, then began rocking back and forth while mumbling something unintelligible to himself.

Everyone was looking on with perplexed expressions when all of a sudden, a burst of black light emerged over the man's back, forming a black vortex that was roughly a foot in diameter.

Peculiar looks appeared on everyone's faces upon seeing this, and all of a sudden, a translucent, black thread emerged from each of their glabellas, even those of the already deceased devilish beings, following which the black threads drifted directly toward the vortex on the man's back.

In the instant that the black thread flew out of Han Li's glabella, he immediately reached out to try and catch it for a closer examination, but it passed straight through his hand as if it had no substantial form.

Meanwhile, all of the cultivators waiting outside the Eon Pagoda had already split up into groups and factions, waiting for the return of everyone in the pagoda.

It had already been a very long time since Lei Yuce and the others first entered the pagoda, and the people waiting outside had begun to grow rather agitated. Some conflicts had even arisen between hostile factions during this time, but they were ultimately all deescalated without much trouble.

At the moment, it was approaching dusk outside the pagoda, and most of the cultivators were seated in meditation. Right at this moment, a translucent, black thread emerged from all of their glabellas.

All of the black threads converged in the sky, forming a dark cloud that drifted toward the Eon Pagoda before vanishing into it.

Everyone outside the pagoda followed the dark cloud to the pagoda, where they looked on with perplexed expressions as it vanished right before their eyes.

Immediately thereafter, many people began to depart from the pagoda, dispersing in all directions.

Meanwhile, the same translucent, black threads were flying out of the bodies of all of the remaining living beings trapped on all levels of the Eon Pagoda, and all of these black threads traveled toward the same final destination, namely the black vortex behind the disheveled, middle-aged man.

Han Li watched as countless black threads converged toward the man from all directions, and a peculiar feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

As that black thread was emerging from his glabella, he had suddenly felt a sense of lightness and clarity in his consciousness, as if something had been weighing down on his consciousness this entire time, but it had finally been removed.

However, what was rather unsettling to him was that he had no idea when this black thread had appeared in his consciousness, and it had somehow been able to completely avoid the detection of his Spirit Refinement Technique.

In reality, this was a question that had occurred to everyone else present as well.

None of them received any inkling that anything had been amiss, and it was only after these black threads had emerged from their bodies that they felt a change in their mental state.

All of a sudden, the black vortex behind the middle-aged man faded away, and he rose up from the ground before letting loose a loud yawn while stretching lazily, as if he had just awoken from a long slumber.

At this point, his aura had swelled to the pinnacle of the Great Encompassment Stage, and every single movement of his seemed to be able to affect the space around him.

However, his aura then gradually became more and more restrained until it was completely subdued, giving him the appearance of an innocuous, deranged man dressed in shabby clothes.

Judging from the grim and horrified looks on the faces of Daoist Master Dao Yin and the other Almighty Sword Sect cultivators, this man had to have been none other than the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity.

"Who're all of you?" the man asked in a perplexed manner, but as soon as his voice trailed off, a golden pillar of fire came crashing down upon him from the heavens, sending him sprawling forward before sinking into the ground. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The pillar of fire seemed to have been holding the weight of a thousand mountains, and the ground was fracturing violently despite the powerful fortification restrictions in the palace.

Han Li turned to discover a bright red thread around the Eon Divine Lamp, indicating that Daoist Master Dao Yin had expended his own blood essence to use the Eon Divine Lamp to unleash that attack upon the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity.

Only after a long while did the pillar of golden flames fade away, and everyone's attention was focused on the massive crater on the ground, where the man's aura had suddenly become completely undetectable.

Right as everyone was looking on with bated breath, a pained groan suddenly rang out from within the crater, immediately following which a figure drifted out from within in a wraith-like manner, leaving an afterimage behind as they sped over to Daoist Master Dao Yin in the blink of an eye.

Daoist Master Dao Yin had been on his guard this entire time, and he immediately lashed out, sending bursts of golden flames flying out of the Eon Divine Lamp before raining down upon the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity.

However, the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity made no attempt to take evasive measures as he sped directly into the fiery storm, and a layer of dense, black light emerged over his fist as he swung them through the air, unleashing a barrage of countless black fist projections.

The storm of fist projections clashed against the flurry of golden flames, and the former was able to easily eradicate the latter.

However, after the golden flames faded away, a burst of five-colored light came sweeping toward the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity, having been unleashed by the Five-Elemental Great Annihilation Array.

"Piss off!" the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity grumbled in a displeased voice as he rushed headfirst into the vast expanse of five-colored light, upon which his body instantly exploded into a cloud of black mist.

Before Daoist Master Dao Yin had a chance to react, the cloud of black mist was already upon him, and a hand came reaching out of it before forcefully striking his chest.

Daoist Master Dao Yin let loose a pained cry as he was sent flying back through the air, and only then did the cloud of black mist fully reform into the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity.

Daoist Master Dao Yin was already carrying very severe injuries, and this palm strike only further compounded his woes. After tumbling to the ground, he threw up several mouthfuls of blood before falling unconscious.

Han Li and the others were all astonished to see this.

Not only did the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity not fear the flames of the Eon Divine Lamp, he was also able to shrug off the attacks of the Five-Elemental Great Annihilation with ease, and that was a feat that even Qi Mozi wasn't confident in his own ability to replicate.

After wounding Daoist Master Dao Yin, the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity didn't continue to go after him. Instead, he turned to stare at the Eon Divine Lamp that had trapped him for so many years, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Lei Yuce wanted to fly over to Daoist Master Dao Yin's side, but he was afraid that doing so would incur the wrath of the Dark Heavens Devilish Deity's, so he could remain rooted to the spot, while cold sweat flowed down from his forehead.