Chapter 1103: The Violet-Red Eye

“This is the Primordial Emperor Ancestor?” Gazing at the monstrous body that resembled a range of mountains and watching the rain of blood drenching the desert, Fei Zhengtao first felt as if he were in a dream, experiencing the feeling of stepping completely into a mythological legend. Then joy surged, his whole body trembled, he had chosen the right sect, revered the right ancestor, and felt proud and confident!

The barrage paused for a moment, then refreshed wildly:

“Such a demon probably has the power of an Earth Immortal or a Heaven Immortal, right?”

“This is the real case of a single hair being thicker than my thigh…”

“In the Nine Nether, demons and evil deities receive power enhancements, with the mightiest even advancing an entire cultivation realm. Meanwhile, immortals and Buddhas are suppressed, even losing their realms. The Endless Abyssal Sea should be similar. Under such circumstances, the Primordial Emperor effortlessly slaying the enemy demonstrates his formidable strength!”

“No wonder he’s my choice as the number one on the Heaven Ranking!”

“A demon of Earth Immortal or Heaven Immortal level… That’s like a treasure trove. Their blood and flesh contain immense power; their bones and scales can be used for forging artifacts. Sorry, I need to wipe my drool…”

As this message flashed, the barrage paused again, as everyone, including Fei Zhengtao, focused their gaze on the demon’s massive body.

“Just picking up a piece would fetch countless Yuanhuang Coins…”

“The blood and flesh of a demon of this level can definitely be refined. Once purified, they can be used to create top-tier healing pills…”

“I want to go to the Western Expanse! I want to go to the desert!”

The crowd was restless and excited, making Fei Zhengtao feel his blood boiling with fervor. He wished he could cross over, collect the demon’s remains, exchange them for Yuanhuang Coins, and go on a shopping spree at the Ten Thousand World Mall—perhaps even purchase the Golden Holy Armor he had long coveted.

“Damn it, how dare they steal from our Jade Void Palace!” Inside the gatehouse of Kunlun Mountain, Daqing Gen’s branches stretched out menacingly, his eyes blazing with fury.

All the things of the Jade Void Palace belong to me to collect!

If the Master casually lets a bit slip through his fingers, I won’t have to cut my hands off for shopping for a long time!

Wrapped in his belongings, he was about to rush to the Western Expanse to clean up the “trash” and the battlefield.

At this moment, a barrage message appeared:

“Stay calm, these are the Primordial Emperor’s spoils of war!”

The other viewers suddenly realized, then confusion arose: “Why didn’t the Primordial Emperor collect them directly, instead throwing them away into the Western Desert?”

“Maybe the space in his Ji Zi Ring wasn’t enough to contain such a massive demon…” someone speculated.

“Pfft, you think Earth Immortals and Heaven Immortals are like you? They still use Ji Zi Rings? Their inner landscapes are either close to or have transformed into a cave heaven, how can they not hold a few mountains?” Someone immediately refuted.

“Could it be that he didn’t have time to collect them?”

“If he had the time to throw them out, wouldn’t he have the chance to collect them?”

One guess after another emerged, only to be refuted one by one. Finally, someone suddenly had a ridiculous thought:

“Could it be that the Primordial Emperor deliberately threw them out for us to see?”

Deliberately thrown out… deliberately… Fei Zhengtao was stunned, everyone was stunned, then they all simultaneously “hmmphed” and said, “The Primordial Emperor wouldn’t be so superficial!”

“Exactly, no matter what, this is still the first Dharmakaya battle broadcast!”

“Yeah, although the battle was deep in the Endless Abyss Sea, hard to glimpse, but being able to witness the results is satisfying enough. We can’t keep waiting for another postponed Sword Sage battle, can we?”

Both having entered the Heavenly Immortal realm, each following their own path, Master Da and Su Wuming once again tacitly postponed their duel. They planned to fight when one or both reached the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm, approaching the legendary level, in hopes of seeking breakthroughs. This would allow them to test their respective paths, inspire each other, and create opportunities for advancement.

The number of viewers in the live stream exploded, discussions flipping pages in an instant. Fei Zhengtao diligently scrolled through, while Daqing Gen put down his belongings, thinking about how to flatter his master to receive a casual reward. As a plant, he felt it was quite difficult for him.

Within the boundless Abyss Sea, after shattering two Luo demons and scattering their mutilated remains, Meng Qi retained his spectral demonic form and swiftly plunged into the inky depths to investigate the anomaly’s origin, as hinted by Monk Sand.

He wasn’t concerned about encountering genuine Nine Nether legends, for if such demonic entities could infiltrate the Endless Abyss Sea, the region would have already undergone radical transformations, sweeping across the wasteland. Moreover, the ability to enter the Endless Abyss Sea implied they could invade the Real World. Even without the augmentation of the Nine Nether, a legendary powerhouse alone would suffice to dominate the present world. Only exceptionally entrenched factions could withstand them, clinging to the hope that their annihilation might provide the Moonlight Bodhisattva with justification to intervene.

In the current universe, perhaps only Monk Sha could rival them. However, after leaving the Jade Void Palace, this “acquaintance from Journey to the West” had disappeared, with unknown tasks assigned by the Eternal Mother.

Since the catastrophe of the Nine Netherworlds ravaging the world had not yet occurred, Meng Qi was certain they couldn’t temporarily enter the Abyss Sea. Having already attained the status of a Heaven Immortal, within the Nine Netherworlds, he could approach the power of a Legendary being. With his martial cultivation and techniques such as Infinite Slaying and Dao Yi Opening Heaven, he was confident in overpowering all demons below the Legendary level, coming and going as he pleased—as long as he didn’t fall into their formations.

This was also why Meng Qi waited until after his breakthrough to explore the Abyss Sea.

As for Master Da and the others, their strength would decline by at least one tier in the Nine Netherworld, while the corresponding demons would grow more powerful. This balance of gains and losses might even allow newly ascended Earth Immortals to easily defeat them. Exploring the Abyssal Sea was an extremely perilous undertaking, making it unsuitable for their participation.

Around Meng Qi, layers of universes emerged—dark and profound, reflecting chaotic or frenzied states. They stood in stark contrast to his pale, eerie form, making him appear like a Nine Nether Ghost Emperor or a demonic deity of this world. The hidden demons and evil gods lurking within the dark mist silently retreated, not daring to approach.

If the incarnation of a Creator God manifested as a negative projection, their universe would often embody despair and terror.

Thus, the dark mist around him rolled silently, everything quiet as if dead.

In this state of complete stillness, in an environment filled only with dark mist, Meng Qi rapidly descended deeper into the darkness. The passage of time gradually became dreamlike, naturally blurred without comparison, causing a loss of spatial and temporal senses.

So, before he knew how much time had passed, Meng Qi suddenly felt a heavy pressure under his foot as he stepped onto something solid. Concentrating his gaze, he realized it was a towering mountain, likely placed there by a Heaven Immortal in ancient times to seal the Abyss Sea.

Buzz! The mountain quaked as Meng Qi’s foot made contact. Instantly, countless white, slimy worms wriggled out from the pitch-black rocks, shaking their heads and tails in frantic escape. The overwhelming multitude sent chills down one’s spine.

Meng Qi paid them no heed, extending his divine sense downward. He saw that the mountain had become hollow, riddled with countless holes. Beneath the mountain lay a faintly glazed golden barrier, resembling techniques from both Buddhism and Daoism, endlessly expanding, appearing like the bottom of the Abyssal Sea.

Yet beneath it, dark mist still churned, increasingly exuding a profound sense of death and malevolence, permeated with a layer of terrifying void.

(Note: Adjusted “evil intent” to the more natural “malevolence” in literary context, and “nothingness” to “void” for atmospheric consistency. The Chinese character “弥漫着” was already translated as “permeated” in the initial text.)

This void transcends time and space, preventing Meng Qi from glimpsing what lies beneath.

“Back then, the Nine Nether indeed isolated itself, cutting off all ties with the Real World.” Gazing at this layer of void, Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully.

The Nine Nether and the Nine Heavens were counterparts. Influenced by the collapse of the Celestial Court and the near annihilation of the Nine Heavens, corresponding changes must have taken place. This was not because the Nine Nether possessed consciousness, but rather due to its instinctive evolution—just as if half a mountain were hollowed out, the peak would naturally crumble. Combined with the Demon Lord’s demise and the Heaven-Slaying Daoist being repelled by the Demon Sage, self-seclusion became entirely plausible.

“Now, with the Cataclysm approaching, the Nine Nether is reconnecting with the Real World. However, this barrier, whose origin is unknown, was established by a great adept from an ancient era, slowing this connection while also limiting the strength of demons entering the Abyss Sea.” Meng Qi’s eyes emitted two-foot-long beams of black-and-white light as he carefully examined the pale golden barrier. He noticed it was gradually being corroded by death and malevolent thoughts. As the connection between the Nine Nether and the Real World strengthened, it seemed the barrier wouldn’t hold much longer before collapsing. The consequences would be unimaginable…”

Was this the Abyss Sea anomaly mentioned by the Eternal Mother?

I must find a way to strengthen this sealing barrier! As this thought flashed through his mind, a pair of purplish-red eyes suddenly reflected in Meng Qi’s vision—pupil-less, eerie and sinister, staring at him through the void and the barrier!

Bang!

Meng Qi’s true spirit experienced a genuine impact, yet it was entirely absorbed by the Infinite Seal. His gaze remained steady, locking eyes with the distant pair of purplish-red orbs.

Which of the Nine Nether Legends was this?

Boom!

Dark mist churned, filling the void, the barrier continuously vibrating, but ultimately stabilizing, while the purplish-red eyes vanished.

“Who was that?” Meng Qi frowned. His understanding of the legends of the Nine Nether was limited, making it difficult to identify the opponent based solely on a pair of eyes. It seemed he would have to ask Senior Brother Qi about it later.

He calmed his mind, the Dao Yi Lamp lit, the Ten Thousand Worlds revolving, his legendary traits fully revealed. His vision changed, capturing the many minute structures of the pale golden barrier, preparing to find ways to reinforce or enhance it upon his return.

The only problem was that the Abyss Sea possessed many Nine Nether attributes, which weakened many things in this place. Even at the legendary level, their power would be diminished to a tenth, making it difficult to withstand the relentless onslaught of demons empowered by the Nine Nether.

Of course, Meng Qi didn’t anticipate a permanent solution. As the legends of the Nine Nether and the great adepts gradually awakened, even a Transcendent-level seal might not endure for long. His strategy was to delay the collapse of the barrier and the filling of the void as much as possible, thereby buying time for the Celestial Immortals in the mortal realm—including himself—to strive for legendary status.

“What I’ve obtained leans more towards martial cultivation, with few formations and seals. The Infinite Slaying Sword Array lacks legendary artifacts to stabilize it. It seems I’ll have to consult my eldest brother on such matters…” Meng Qi nodded slightly, memorizing the seal’s structure before leaping away, escaping the Abyss Sea and remotely descending into Changle of Great Zhou.

Gao Lan obtained the complete “Human Emperor’s Golden Book,” which inevitably involved formations and seals beyond martial cultivation.

As the Imperial Younger Brother, Meng Qi had the authority to directly enter the Changle Palace City. Upon descending, he appeared in the palace pavilion, standing before Gao Lan.

Gao Lan was clad in a resplendent yellow imperial robe, seated upon the dragon throne, idly toying with the Myriad World Knowledge Talisman, seemingly browsing through something. Sensing Meng Qi’s arrival, he sighed and remarked, “The current Mystic Fairy is on the verge of attaining her incarnation path.”

Meng Qi twitched, blurting out, “Your Majesty, what strange group have you joined this time?”

“Uh, is the Mysterious Lady breaking through?”