Chapter 635 Immortal Realm

The moon gradually disappeared.Yu Shan rapidly recovered his strength in the firefly light.Li Xiaocao's plan was currently the only way to win.But this victory didn't mean winning the battle, but rather that the enemy would retreat. This didn't mean we would see the sun again; it only meant that this world would still be called the Immortal Realm.For the plan to succeed, two preconditions had to be met.First, the Immortal Realm could not collapse. No matter what method was used, the advance of the Lu Clan's army must be stopped, dragging them into a life-or-death stalemate until the entire Immortal Realm's fortune was crippled.Second, Yu Shan had to join forces with Li Xiaocao to kill the Lu Clan's Grand Tutor when the Lu Clan King's gaze wavered, usurping his position and bringing back the erroneous idea.Yu Shan only needed to fulfill the second condition.The first condition required the entire Immortal Realm, all cultivators, to join forces to have any chance of achieving it.The silent night was about to end. As the sun rose, the vast, ethereal blue sky would be covered by the enormous Heavenly Gate.The mighty Lu Clan army will surge forth from the Heavenly Gate, unleashing merciless slaughter.The Heavenly Gate will blind the immortals, and the Lu Clan's blade will claim countless lives.Many could have escaped.Leave the Immortal Realm, flee to a place far, far away, to a space beyond the reach of the Lu Clan's blade, hide, conceal themselves, and survive until the war ends, emerging to shout, "I, a humble immortal, am truly fierce! I'm still alive!"But in the vast Immortal Realm, among countless sects, not a single deserter.They understood one thing.Choosing to flee meant the possibility of surviving until the war ended was uncertain.The only certainty was that even if they survived, they would never return.By that day, the sky would have already changed color, mountains and rivers would be reduced to ashes, loved ones would be gone forever, and in the vast天地 (heaven and earth), where would I be?I might survive.But this world will no longer have a place for me.It's not that heaven and earth will not accept me, but that I will not accept myself.Perhaps that truth is true.The more someone lacks something, the more they boast about it."Gods and ghosts cannot restrain them, roaming freely between heaven and earth." In the vast river of time in the immortal path, one can always see young children cultivating into white-haired elders.A thousand years.Ten thousand years.One hundred thousand years.Time keeps moving, turning children into elders, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the appearance of the sect.Year after year, month after month, day after day, cultivators come and go up and down the mountain. Every flower, every tree, every sunset along the winding mountain path is etched in the memories of children and elders.One day, children will become elders.But the magnificent mountains and rivers of my sect will never change.Why not leave?Because I love this land deeply.The immortal path believes that all things have spirit, not just the mountain deer, flying insects, and beasts.And this mountain.Immortals, humans, live beside the mountain.For an immortal, that wasn't just a mountain; it was like a father, a mother, an elder who watched them grow up, the nurturing cradle that sustained them throughout their life.Seven Star Sect.The stern old immortal was unusually gentle tonight, sitting quietly on the most scenic boulder atop the mountain gate, saying to his beloved disciple beside him, "Without the mountain, there is no immortal; your master cannot leave.""Then this unworthy disciple will not leave either, to see one last sunrise."On a forest path."Senior sister, it seems we won't be able to see ten thousand sunsets.""Junior brother, I love you."Suddenly, the melodious sound of a flute drifted over; an immortal stood atop the mountains, gently playing his final melody.The flute music wasn't mournful, but stirring, like a spring breeze caressing hearts, flowing into the homes of the people below.That night, the ancient city was brightly lit.The innkeeper sat drunkenly outside, a radiant smile on his face."It's been so many years since I last heard the Jade Flute Immortal's flute music. I still remember the first time I heard it; I was just a child, helping my father with the accounts. My busy father immediately stopped when he heard the flute music and wholeheartedly enjoyed it. He said he'd heard it since he was a child. I thought my son would also be able to enjoy this celestial music, but alas, alas..." Beside the innkeeper sat a young cultivator, a rising star of the Five Elements Sect, with striking features and an extraordinary bearing. "The Flute Immortal was a powerful figure from ancient times. Perhaps he was already playing in the mountain mists before this city even existed.""Dawn is breaking; I must return to my sect.""Boss Zhou, thank you for taking me in twelve years ago. If you hadn't taken pity on me and let me stay in this inn for three days, I wouldn't have met my master who happened to be passing by and accepted me as his disciple.""So many years have passed, yet Lin Xuan still remembers this great kindness."Boss Zhou chuckled, "Kill a few more of those bastards from the heavens; consider it repayment.""Of course! Let's go!"Lin Xuan drew his longsword and rode it above the sea of ​​clouds.Above the clouds, many immortals were already waiting.Lin Xuan brushed past them.No exchange of words, but eye contact.These unfamiliar fellow cultivators, from whom no one knew, had gathered today to enjoy the sunrise and slay their enemies.Inside the Five Elements Sect.The sect elders, sect leader, and disciples had already gathered before the ancestral shrine.Lin Xuan and his sect master exchanged a glance and quickly took their positions.The sect master lit three incense sticks, turned his back to the disciples, and bowed deeply before the portrait of the ancestor."Ancestor, after tonight, the Five Elements Sect will likely be destroyed by my unfilial disciple, Sun Yishanxing."Having said this, the sect master knelt down, closed his eyes, bowed again, and said, "In this life-or-death battle, though the odds of victory are slim, the sect will stand as long as the mountain stands.""Please forgive me, Immortal Ancestor!"After bowing, the sect master placed the three incense sticks in the incense burner, turned to face the thousands of disciples before him, and proclaimed loudly, "At sunrise, the Heavenly Army will descend as scheduled.""Our Five Elements Sect will fight to the death, even if we are destined to scatter like fireworks, we will still be the most brilliant glimmer in the Immortal Realm!""All disciples, heed my command!""We swear to forge our Five Elements Mountains and Rivers with the blood of heaven and man!"Such scenes unfolded in almost every corner of the Immortal Realm. Time ticked by, the silent night drawing to a close.The world began to stir.Yi Shanxing suddenly looked up and saw a celestial sword soaring into the sky in the distant east.That was the Sword Sect!The soaring sword symbolized unparalleled ambition!Immediately afterward, another sword rose into the sky not far from the Sword Sect.The Heavenly Crane Sect!In the blink of an eye, a third sword flew up, its flames dazzling.The Blazing Flame Sect!A fourth sword, a fifth sword, a sixth sword…Celestial swords filled the sky!The will to protect the celestial realm, like the blazing sun, illuminated all heavens!Yi Shanxing clenched his fist and roared, “Five Elements Sect, offer your swords!” The night had not yet completely faded, but the sky had already brightened, a radiant light forged from countless celestial swords, each representing the resolve of an ancient sect.Above the soaring clouds, swords gleamed like stars, and celestial energy flowed like a vast sea.This was a starry sea unique to the Immortal Realm!“Powerful!” On the Immortal God Ship, Shen Ji laughed wildly, unleashing the Four Swords of Zhuxian, which merged with the sea of ​​swords!Fellow Daoists, strangers to each other, would gather today to die for a shared wish.Look.Dawn broke.Above the sea of ​​clouds, immortals stood in countless rows.Immortal light from all corners of the world illuminated this beautiful world, painting the sky in vibrant colors.In the Immortal King's Palace, a magnificent voice resounded through the heavens.Yu Shan, having recovered his peak strength, once again formed the Dharma Image of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.The towering Dharma Image was awe-inspiring. Yu Shan stood atop its shoulder and roared!“Today, I will see celestial beings rain down!!”“Form ranks! Draw your swords!!!”