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

Chapter 116 The Ancient Hall of Guidance
More importantly, the phantom of the Ancient Reception Hall reappeared, and the aura of an unknown dark emperor was revealed!
This is far more than just an ordinary invasion of dark creatures or a disaster in the Boundary Sea!
This was a premeditated, swift and devastating erasure!

Is the dark faction flexing its muscles, performing some kind of ritual or cleansing, or clearing obstacles and accumulating resources for the final grand sacrifice?
Lu Xuan's heart sank slowly.

Time was even more pressing than he had anticipated.

The dark fangs are no longer content with slow erosion and intimidation; they have begun a substantial and destructive harvest.

The destruction of the Xunfeng Great Realm was like a death knell, tolling in the hearts of all worlds that had not yet been swallowed by darkness.

He must speed things up!
"Yanhuang, Yangshuo." Lu Xuan's voice resounded directly in their minds.

"Yes!" The two responded immediately and appeared outside the ancestral hall.

"The Void Realm Trial has been increased to its maximum intensity."

Lu Xuan's voice carried an unquestionable decisiveness.

"Over the next three thousand years, the two of you will have to 'fall' more than a thousand times within it, until you can withstand the 'aura of an emperor' that I simulate for more than a hundred breaths and complete an effective counterattack."

Yan Huang and Yang Shuo were startled, but their eyes flashed with a resolute light: "Yes, sir!"

"Send a message to Fellow Daoist Burning Lamp,"

Lu Xuan continued to issue orders, speaking at a faster pace.

"First, activate the highest level of alert. All fellow Daoists who have been contacted should enter a state of 'silent dormancy'. Unless it is a matter of life and death or a specific order is received, no unusual movements are allowed. Focus on strengthening your own defenses and eliminating all suspicious hidden dangers within."

"Second, have Fellow Daoist Ran Deng spare no expense and use all secret channels to collect all the clues before and after the destruction of the Xunfeng Great World, especially information about the 'Ancient Hall of Guidance' and the aura of that unknown emperor."

"Third, ask the butcher if he has arrived at the designated location. If he has, instruct him to lie in wait and observe the front line of the riot in the border sea, but he must not take the initiative to attack. Preserving himself and transmitting intelligence are the top priorities."

"Fourth... ask the man who sells counterfeit medicine about the progress of his research on the 'Burial Earth Yin Soul Flower' or related pills targeting the corruption of the dark origin. Tell him that time is running out and I need his goods."

The series of instructions were clear and decisive.

Yan Huang and Yang Shuo dared not delay and immediately accepted the order to send a message to Randeng through a special means.

After giving the order, Lu Xuan closed his eyes again, but this time, the Daoist aura flowing around him became more rapid and deeper.

He began to actively draw power from the origin of the sun, from the veins of the immortal realm, and even from the sparse energy of the boundary sea drawn from the darkness, no longer satisfied with slow accumulation and comprehension.

He wanted to forcefully push forward the final fusion of the three Dao Fruits and break through that already clear barrier!
At the same time, a part of his mind, like the most sophisticated instrument, began to use the destruction of the Xunfeng Great Realm as a sample, combined with the memory fragments in the true spirit of the nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor, his own understanding of darkness, and the ancient insights from the Chaos Bell that originated from the primordial era, to fully deduce the next steps that darkness might take, and... the possible form and goal of the final "Dark Grand Sacrifice".

He knew that the destruction of the Xunfeng Great Realm was only the beginning.

A more violent and brutal dark storm is brewing and gathering in the depths of the border sea.

The myriad realms are like a lone boat tossed about in a storm, and all he can do is gather as much fighting power as possible before the ship completely capsizes, forging the strongest keel and the sharpest ram!
Inside the Golden Crow Ancestral Hall, the gray-gold light grew even more intense, yet it carried a chilling aura of eternal annihilation. Outside the hall, Yan Huang and Yang Shuo once again sank into the perilous "Void Realm Battlefield," where the mortality rate soared. Each "death" was accompanied by a deeper understanding of darkness and a tempering of their fighting spirit.

Throughout the Immortal Realm, several Immortal Kings who received the latest warning from Burning Lamp silently reinforced their cave dwellings, their eyes becoming even sharper and more vigilant.

At the edge of the boundary sea, the Butcher, like a lurking beast, concealed all his aura, his cold eyes fixed on the dark depths from which ominous fluctuations emanated...

A storm is brewing, and dark clouds loom over the city.

The complete annihilation of a vast realm tore away the last veil of warmth.

The countdown to survival or destruction has begun.

Lu Xuan, the inheritor of the Chaos Battle Immortal and the Dao of Annihilation, is engaged in a thrilling race against time.

Gather strength and wait for the right opportunity, or... be completely swallowed up by the dark tide before the opportunity arrives.

Inside the Golden Crow Ancestral Hall, time seemed to be compressed to its extreme, yet also stretched infinitely.

The gray-gold Dao aura surrounding Lu Xuan had become so dense that it had solidified into droplets, floating and sinking in the void. Each drop reflected the terrifying phenomena of the creation of chaos, the spread of war, and the annihilation of an era.

Like the core of a black hole, he frantically devoured the vast energy forcibly plundered from the Sun Star, the Immortal Realm's ley lines, and even more distant star systems, propelling the new Dao Fruit within his body, which had fused with three Dao principles, to launch one silent yet violent assault after another toward the critical point of ultimate perfection.

News from the outside world came intermittently through the flickering yet never-extinguished lamp of wisdom.

"Seven days after the destruction of the Xunfeng Great Realm, the outer barrier of the adjacent Thick Earth Ancient Realm collapsed. A tide of dark creatures was observed, and the battle roar of a Celestial King lasted for three days and nights before... annihilation. The laws of the Thick Earth Realm are being rapidly eroded and assimilated."

"A massive convergence of dark matter has been detected in the eye of the storm in the Boundary Sea, forming an eternal dark vortex covering several large realms. It is suspected that a large-scale access channel is under construction."

"Fugitives have appeared. A remnant of a Celestial King, claiming to be from the 'Mysterious Ice Sea,' has forcibly broken through the boundary sea's blockade with a portion of his clan and is fleeing towards the Celestial Realm, pursued by a dark behemoth."

"Butcher's message: At the edge of the Boundary Sea, the activity of the Dark Tide has increased tenfold, and at least five ancient realm defense barriers have been observed to be attacked simultaneously. A wave of what appears to be the will of a Dark Emperor swept across the area without directly intervening, but the pressure caused the laws of a large area to freeze."

Every message was like a cold steel needle, piercing the hearts of Lu Xuan and everyone in the know.

The Dark Sacrifice is no longer a vague threat or a localized disaster, but has already begun, using all the heavens and the myriad worlds as its altar, to carry out a cruel and efficient "harvest"!
The Immortal Realm is becoming one of the few isolated islands in this dark sea of ​​blood that still retains relatively complete defenses and order.

The tranquility of this isolated island is being rapidly shattered.

"boom--!"

Outside the barrier of the Immortal Realm, the void shattered!
A disheveled figure, carrying a chilling aura and a thick stench of blood, crashed through several layers of defenses that had been secretly reinforced, and stumbled into the Immortal Realm.

This is a Celestial King whose body is broken and half of his body is covered with stubborn black ice crystals. In his arms, he protects a few dozen weak ice crystal creatures with his own essence. He is the Cold Soul Celestial King who broke out of the "Mysterious Nether Ice Sea".

(End of this chapter)