Deepflame’s Death
Deepflame's Death . . .
Upon witnessing the Deepflame Immortal King's dire predicament, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's visage contorted with displeasure. Deepflame was a formidable war general under his command, possessing immense power. Yet, Bai Wuya had managed to subdue him so thoroughly that his life now hung in the balance.
"Leave this place," the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor ordered. Even among his forces, individuals of Deepflame's caliber were scarce. Allowing Deepflame to meet his demise here would be an unwarranted loss.
"I understand, Your Majesty," Deepflame reluctantly complied, though his expression remained grim. Fleeing after such a defeat was a bitter pill for him to swallow—a profound humiliation.
Bai Wuya's brow furrowed slightly as he projected an immortal pathway and swiftly pursued Deepflame.
Rumble! A formidable abyss materialized, and Deepflame sought refuge within it, intending to employ it as a dimensional escape route.
Bai Wuya channeled his immortal might to its limits, encompassing the entire abyss. He cleaved it in twain, eliciting a painful roar from Deepflame. His eyes blazed with fiery fury as he produced a spatial treasure to exit the area.
Chi... Bai Wuya's eyes exuded unparalleled power, imprisoning the spatial fluctuations in the vicinity and forcefully disrupting the laws of space. The surroundings convulsed, leaving Deepflame struggling in vain to slip away.
"Bai Wuya!" Deepflame radiated intense brilliance. Bai Wuya's hold was unyielding. A single finger strike resounded, inflicting wounds upon Deepflame's body and runic bones, blood trickling down to the particle world below.
"BAI WUYA, YOU DARE TO KILL HIM?!" In the sky, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's eyes flickered with murderous intent. Bai Wuya had actually set his sights on ending the Deepflame Immortal King's life.
Countless onlookers in the particle world were riveted by this astounding immortal battle, their hearts pounding with excitement. The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, merciless and ruthless, had treated the inhabitants of the particle world like insignificant pests. They fervently wished for his defeat, fervently hoping his forces would crumble. Witnessing the magnificence of the white-robed Immortal King had fueled their enthusiasm.
"You are but a projection formed from immortal sense, yet you dare to threaten Bai Wuya?" The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord fixed a cold gaze on the Eastern Sage's projection. "Moreover, even if your true self were present, you have no right to intervene in our battle. You can only watch as Deepflame meets his end."
As the spectacle unfolded before them, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's face contorted into a visage of extreme displeasure. Deepflame Immortal King, a mighty war general under his command, had been overwhelmed to the brink of death by none other than Bai Wuya.
"Leave this place," the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor commanded, acknowledging that he had few individuals in his ranks as potent as Deepflame. Allowing Deepflame to meet his demise here would be a grievous loss.
"Understood, Your Majesty," Deepflame replied, though his countenance remained a tapestry of bitterness. For him, retreating after such a thorough defeat amounted to a bitter humiliation.
Bai Wuya's expression furrowed slightly as he projected an immortal pathway and promptly pursued the fleeing Deepflame.
A rumbling, colossal abyss materialized, becoming Deepflame's refuge as he sought to employ it as a dimensional escape route.
Bai Wuya harnessed his immortal might to its zenith, enveloping the entire abyss. He cleaved the abyss asunder, eliciting a painful bellow from Deepflame. Fiery fury burned within his eyes as he summoned a spatial treasure to extricate himself from the situation.
With supreme authority, Bai Wuya's eyes emitted an unparalleled power, imprisoning the spatial fluctuations in the vicinity and forcibly disrupting the laws of space. The surroundings convulsed, leaving Deepflame struggling fruitlessly to slip away.
"Bai Wuya!" Deepflame radiated an intense brilliance. Bai Wuya's grasp was unrelenting. A single finger strike echoed through the air, inflicting grievous wounds upon Deepflame's body and runic bones, with blood cascading down to the particle world below.
"BAI WUYA, DARE YOU KILL HIM?!" In the heavens, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's eyes burned with murderous intent. Bai Wuya had audaciously aimed to terminate the Deepflame Immortal King's life.
Countless spectators in the particle world were riveted by this astonishing immortal battle, their hearts racing with exhilaration. The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, notorious for his heartlessness and cruelty, had treated the inhabitants of the particle world with disdain. Their fervent desire was for his forces to crumble, and they passionately hoped for his downfall. Witnessing the grandeur of the white-robed Immortal King had further ignited their enthusiasm.
"Even as a projection formed from immortal sense, you dare to threaten Bai Wuya?" The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord cast a frigid gaze upon the Eastern Sage's projection. "Furthermore, even if your true self were present, you possess no authority to intervene in our conflict. You can merely stand witness as Deepflame faces his fate."
In the realm of particles, the blood of the Deepflame Immortal King splattered upon the ground, casting an ominous aura that sent tremors through the bystanders. The people of this minuscule world were compelled to retreat by the sheer might emanating from the scene. Those droplets transformed into a gruesome blood lake, its power dwarfing the abilities of the so-called bloodline geniuses. Meanwhile, the shards of rune-infused bones that fell from the sky ignited a chaotic frenzy below, as individuals scrambled to obtain even a fragment. The allure of immortal bones was universal knowledge, coveted by all who understood their worth.
Each fragment of the Deepflame Immortal King's body became a coveted treasure for the denizens of the particle world.
"He's truly done it," a hushed murmur spread through the ranks of immortal kings on the battlefield.
Today marked the demise of the Deepflame Immortal King, a war general under the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's command. The death of an immortal king was a natural part of their existence, nothing to shock the seasoned veterans. However, the Deepflame Immortal King's fate, sealed by Bai Wuya's dominant prowess, was a departure from the norm. In this realm, was there another immortal king who could even hope to challenge Bai Wuya's supremacy?
A supreme expert possessed the capability to dictate the course of immortal battles.
With unwavering determination, Bai Wuya turned and strode toward the direction of the Scarce Moon Immortal King. Below, the onlookers observed in amazement as the Scarce Moon Immortal King opted for flight over confrontation.
"Blast it all!" The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's face darkened. An immortal king who had gained renown countless eons ago was now fleeing rather than facing Bai Wuya head-on.
From the Scarce Moon Immortal King's perspective, however, his choice was a matter of practicality. He understood that he paled in comparison to Deepflame's strength, and Bai Wuya had vanquished Deepflame to the point where escape was nigh impossible.
Bai Wuya chose not to pursue the fleeing Scarce Moon Immortal King, instead redirecting his focus to other ongoing battles. Initially, the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect had teetered on the brink of disaster. But with the Saberlord of Death's reinforcements, the tide had shifted in their favor. The Saberlord, hailing from the Heavenly Talisman Realm, wasn't as illustrious as Bai Wuya, but he easily held his own against ordinary immortal kings. His saber, a grim harbinger of death, posed a grave threat to anyone who dared challenge him.
Nonetheless, despite the easing pressure, numerous experts from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect bore injuries, and two immortal kings had already fallen. Qin Wentian and Lin Xian'er watched the relentless combat with quivering hearts. Immortal carnage unfolded on a scale that defied imagination, as even immortal kings succumbed to death.
The Deepflame Immortal King, once a formidable figure under the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's banner, had met his end in this tumultuous battle.
Bai Wuya, choosing his next opponent at random, unleashed a torrent of immortal power that enveloped an unsuspecting immortal king. The victim felt an oppressive force bearing down upon him, invaded by mystic energies that threatened to overpower his very essence.
Bai Wuya's form transformed into a spectral blur, moving with such astonishing speed that it left multiple afterimages in his wake. Yet another immortal king met his end, a grim testament to Bai Wuya's indomitable might. The onlookers, their hearts gripped by fear and awe, watched as the battle unfolded in the most dramatic fashion.
The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's countenance grew increasingly contorted. Superficially, his Eastern Sage Immortal Sect maintained the upper hand in combat, but in reality, Bai Wuya singlehandedly shifted the balance of power in this war. None among them could hope to challenge Bai Wuya and emerge victorious.
"Retreat!" The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor was a paragon of decisiveness. Recognizing the futility of their efforts against the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, he promptly issued the command to fall back. The assembly of immortal kings ascended into the skies.
Bai Wuya refrained from pursuit. Despite his unparalleled strength, confronting the entire contingent of enemy immortal kings alone was an insurmountable challenge.
In a short span, the immortal kings of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect retreated to higher altitudes, their faces etched with icy resolve as they gazed down upon those below. Subsequently, each transformed into beams of light and shot toward the distant horizon. The projection of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor lingered, his gaze a frosty farewell to Bai Wuya.
Bai Wuya had singlehandedly tilted the scales of this entire battle.
"Eastern Sage, it appears your preparations were far from sufficient," the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord jeered.
"Hmph." The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor emitted a cold snort, his glare fixed upon Bai Wuya. "Consider this battle a lapse in my judgment. Next time, your Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect will not escape unscathed."
"Lapse in judgment?" The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord scoffed. The image of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor gradually dwindled, eventually vanishing completely.
With the oppressive atmosphere lifted, the inhabitants of this world finally breathed easy. The immortal war had drawn to a close, allowing the denizens of the particle world to stand tall and exhale a collective sigh of relief. It was over. It felt as if they had narrowly averted an impending catastrophe. Scars of destruction marred the landscape, and countless individuals had tried to flee the mortal peril, albeit in vain. The repercussions of an immortal battle could erase vast swaths of land within a particle world.
While not many immortal kings had perished in this conflict, the same could not be said for the particle world's inhabitants.
Fortune favored them as the ruthless Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor was forced to retreat. The memory of this tyrant's cruelty would forever be etched in their minds. Someday, if they could ascend to the same heights of cultivation, revenge would be exacted without hesitation.
In the same vein, the people of this world would forever hold a different memory of the white-robed Immortal King, Bai Wuya. His image would be forever associated with magnificence and awe-inspiring power on that fateful battlefield.
This battle, harsh and unforgiving, served as a baptism for the people, granting them a clearer understanding of their circumstances and igniting an unquenchable thirst for power.
"The Star River Association colluded with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect to ambush us. Before we depart, we shall eliminate every branch of the Star River Association in this particle world!" commanded the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord, his voice brimming with determination. The immortal kings under his command swiftly moved to various corners of the world, and upon their return, there was no trace left of the Star River Association in this particle world.
"Wentian, accompany me back to the immortal realms. It's best if you temporarily sever ties with this particle world. To both the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and the Star River Association, this world is insignificant, a mere ant in their eyes. Their actions today were driven by their desire to target you and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. As long as you sever the connection between you and this particle world, they will gradually lose interest in this place," advised the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord.
"Very well," Qin Wentian acquiesced.
"Retreat," the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord ordered, and his followers began to withdraw. Bai Wuya walked beside Qin Wentian, ensuring they left together. In that final moment, Qin Wentian cast a wistful glance at this world, his eyes reflecting reluctance. Then, he gazed up at the starry expanse, determination etched on his face.
From now on, he would sever all connections with this place and focus entirely on the immortal realms!