Perfection: The Eastern Emperor Bell manifests, I am the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 114 Cipher Gathering
Battle against the Immortal Dao!

That's right, it's Lu Xuan's flavor!
Although it is more restrained, more profound, and even has a hint of... indescribable loneliness and sense of ending, he would never mistake the fighting spirit at its core that goes against the tide and is sublimated to the extreme in battle!
The feeling of fighting side by side during the Boundary Ocean Forum back then is still vaguely like yesterday.

Chaotic Bell Rings!

Although it was so faint as to almost dissipate, the supreme aura that seemed capable of suppressing the primordial chaos and establishing the order of the universe could only come from Lu Xuan's mysterious ancient bell. This thing couldn't be faked.

The mark of intelligent lighting! The scent of the old wick in the lamp!

Although some modifications were made, the unique Taoist charm that penetrates illusion and guides the lost is still familiar.

"Lu Xuan... Ran Deng..."

The butcher muttered to himself, a ferocious yet slightly excited smile spreading across his face.

"Hehe, I knew it! You troublemaker aren't going to die so easily! You've been quiet for hundreds of thousands of years, turns out you've been hiding away doing all sorts of mysterious things!"

He could sense that this fluctuation was not a simple greeting, but a signal, a call to gather, and it subtly pointed to the approximate location of the Ancient Immortal King of Burning Lamp and a one-way, secure means of communication.

"Making secret contacts... It seems the Immortal Realm is still a murky place."

The butcher licked his chapped lips, his eyes gleaming with even more bloodlust.

"Perfect timing! I'm getting a bit tired of killing in this Boundary Sea. Those brainless dark beasts aren't providing enough 'pressure' anymore. It's time to go back and see which fools dare to act so arrogantly in their own territory!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew the giant blade and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

His bloodthirsty aura suddenly receded, and the originally conspicuous and violent aura, which was like a beacon in the night, instantly became elusive and elusive. This was the concealment skill he had honed by years of walking on the edge of life and death.

"Old man Ran Deng, just you wait!"

He let out a low roar, his figure transforming into a thin, blood-red line almost invisible to the naked eye, cutting through the chaotic storm of the Boundary Sea and speeding towards the Immortal Realm.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a fighting spirit and killing intent that had been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years and was about to erupt, boiling in silence.

Meanwhile, in the eastern part of the Immortal Realm, at Wanqing Cliff.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, brimming with vitality, but if one perceives them closely, one can discover that beneath this abundant life force lies a hidden pain, an inescapable ache caused by the erosion of darkness.

The Azure Wood Immortal King, an old man with his hair tied up in a high bun, wearing a blue robe, and with a clear and slender face but with an inescapable worry between his brows, stood alone on the edge of a cliff under an ancient tree with slightly yellowed leaves. He closed his eyes and sensed the flow of the mountains and the earth's veins, trying to repair the hidden wound left by the dark attack that had eroded the earth's veins.

Suddenly, his body trembled almost imperceptibly.

At the outermost edge of the mountain-protecting formation, at a highly hidden node called the "Earth Spring Eye," which is related to the flow of earth energy and yin veins, came an extremely subtle fluctuation that made his heart stop!
That fluctuation… cold, deathly still, carrying an aura of the end of all things, yet strangely containing a thread of unyielding struggle and resistance! This feeling… this feeling…

"Is it...is it the remaining Daoist essence of that Annihilation Emperor from back then?!"

Aoki Immortal King suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with shock and disbelief!
He was fortunate enough to have sensed a trace of the Dao of Annihilation from the battle between the Nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor and the Dark Emperor at the edge of the Boundary Sea. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, it left an extremely deep impression on him!
And this slight fluctuation, though even more subtle and restrained, still resonates with the same essence!
Immediately afterward, another, even fainter, yet subtly resonating within his bloodline, unique divine imprint carrying the aura of a blazing sun and the dawn of chaos, accompanied by a wisp of wisdom's faint light, simultaneously entered his senses. "This is... the Lu Emperor?! And the imprint of Fellow Daoist Ran Deng?!"

A storm raged in the heart of the Azure Wood Immortal King.

Lu Xuan has been missing for hundreds of thousands of years, and many beings have long believed that he is in grave danger. Yet now, his mark and the Daoist aura of the Annihilation Emperor have appeared together.
Was the lamp-burning lamp also involved?
He understood instantly.

This is an absolutely secretive communication signal!

It was their own people, the ones resisting the darkness, secretly colluding!

Moreover, the fact that he could use the Daoist aura of the Annihilation Emperor and Lu Xuan's mark indicates that the person who contacted him was no ordinary person!
He suppressed his excitement and countless questions, making no obvious response. Instead, he subtly adjusted the flow of the earth's spiritual energy, allowing the fluctuations of the earth's spring to transmit a trace of the vitality of green wood, representing "received and understood," back along the almost untraceable hidden path left by the mark of the lamp of wisdom, in an extremely natural way that conformed to the rhythm of the earth's veins.

After doing all this, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at the void in the center of the Immortal Realm, and then looked towards the Boundary Sea. The worry in his eyes was gradually replaced by a long-lost determination.

"Finally... has this day finally come?"

In the western part of the immortal realm, lies the enchanted city of a thousand illusions.

This enormous immortal city is shrouded in endless illusionary fog all year round. From the outside, one can only see the flow of light and shadow, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

At the core of the array, the Liyue Immortal King, a woman dressed in a moon-white dress, with a cool and aloof temperament and exquisite features, held a core array crystal that was constantly changing shape, deducing some kind of complex defensive formation.

Suddenly, the light from the crystal in her hand flickered slightly, reflecting a fleeting look of surprise and doubt in her eyes. A hidden array of receiving runes, part of the "Illusory Sea Tide" array she had set up on the outskirts of the labyrinthine city to receive special frequency starlight rays and assist in array calibration, had detected an unusual "message."

This "information" is not divine thought, but rather carries a complex imprint that blends the sun, chaos, and fighting spirit, along with a familiar Wisdom Light authentication code, carried by special Daoist ripples.

"The Dao of Annihilation... Fellow Daoist Lu Xuan's aura... and Senior Burning Lamp's mark?"

For the first time, a noticeable emotional fluctuation appeared on the usually aloof and cold face of the Liyue Asgard Queen. She was close to Randeng and was naturally familiar with his mark.

When Lu Xuan rose to prominence in the Immortal Realm, she had paid close attention to him from afar and had some memory of his Daoist aura.

As for the Dao of Nirvana... she had sensed a similar aftershock from the Boundary Sea when she was repairing an ancient array, and she knew what it represented.

“The code…gathering?” Her mind raced, and she immediately understood the deeper meaning of the signal.

The Immortal Realm is now rife with undercurrents and lurking darkness, undoubtedly a sign that resistance forces are gathering in secret.

Without the slightest hesitation, she gently stroked the array plate with her slender hand, and the hidden receiving array quietly changed the energy flow of several runes, sending back a feedback message encrypted with the unique "mutual generation of illusion and reality" principle of the illusion array. This message confirmed receipt and willingness to maintain contact was sent silently along the almost one-way causal gap guided by the mark of the wisdom lamp.

The entire process did not even cause any normal fluctuations in other parts of the Thousand Illusion City Array.

Even the intelligent light of the lamp can only capture the aftermath of destruction and a partial view of the ruins.
(End of this chapter)