Chapter 1141: The Demon of Immortal Dao (1/2)

The Blood Sea was deemed out of bounds and a forbidden area ever since three empyrean realm experts died in it. Empyrean realm, or great emperor as it was previously known, was the strongest level of immortals in the world at the moment. Since even they had perished, no one else dared draw near.

A scene of desolation reigned around the bloody waters. Countless blood sea creatures roiled in its depths, but they didn’t dare come ashore. Their deterrent was four enormous coffins lying horizontal to the water’s banks, emanating piercing sword intent that cowed all of the Blood Sea.

Ge Long had returned to hell, but his four evil coffins and the swords sealed within remained to keep the Blood Sea and its denizens under control.

Of course, the world of immortals was also no longer what it’d once been. If the Blood Sea creatures really did dare invade, they wouldn’t find the easy pickings they expected.

There were at least a hundred empyrean experts in the current world of immortals—a sum not yet on par with the heyday of human dao, but making this the strongest age of the immortal dao era.

Immortal Emperor Qing Taxian had broken through empyrean realm and set foot into the chaos realm. He was the first to manage this feat beneath the immortal dao, making him the emperor of all immortals in both name and deed.

Of the entire world of immortals, he was the only one who dared have “emperor” in his title.

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“It’s been a long time, fellow daoists.” A figure walked gracefully out of the parting Blood Sea and approached Lu Yun and Qing Yu.

Light-footed like flowing water, she looked sixteen and her elegant form was wreathed in a layer of mist. Despite that, the couple could sense a perpetual air of sorrow and loss about her.

“Greetings to fellow daoist.” Lu Yun nodded slightly at the woman. She was the vengeful spirit that he’d encountered in the ruins of the Firmament Prison, the last soul of one of the ages of immortal dao.

If it hadn’t been for her paper boats, Lu Yun and the others probably wouldn’t have made it out alive.

“For what matter have fellow daoists come?” The girl dismissed the layer of mist around her and revealed her true form. Her limpid eyes stared unblinkingly at Lu Yun and Qing Yu.

“Since you already know, fellow daoist, why do you ask?” It was Qing Yu who responded. “Do you wish to stop us?”

The girl shook her head. “My name is… Di Ling. Di as in ‘emperor’, which is found in ‘great emperor’, and Ling as in ‘grave’, which is found in ‘Violetgrave’.”

Lu Yun frowned and subconsciously met Qing Yu’s eyes.

“The curse on the word ‘emperor’ has been lifted, your name no longer poses a danger.” Lu Yun’s frown deepened. It made him quite uncomfortable that Di Ling had mentioned Violetgrave, and explained that part of her name shared the same character. He now knew what kind of existence Violetgrave was.

There were two great masters in the chaos who’d ascended beyond the realm. One of them was Lu Qing in the chaos sea, the other was Violetgrave.

Violetgrave was even more ancient than Lu Qing as traces of her presence had existed in the mythological realm. However, that was the extent of Lu Yun’s knowledge about the sword. He had no idea where she came from or what exactly she was. What his past self had found in the mythological realm only pointed to her being an inauspicious omen.

“How is the curse on emperors so easily lifted? It is the immortal dao that has given way and changed great emperor realm back to empyrean instead,” murmured Di Ling with a lowered head.

Qing Yu was the one frowning now, and a well hidden streak of worry flashed through her eyes. There was still one person who used the emperor title in the world of immortals—her father, Immortal Emperor Qing Taxian.