Chapter 477: Storming the Immortal Palace

"What?"

The members of the Dark Clan, upon hearing An Li's words, were immediately skeptical, as in their eyes, An Li was still nothing more than a sacrificial lamb.

Though she was a Holy Maiden, what good is a Holy Maiden meant for sacrifice?

"Do you know about NineLives Celestial Lord’s rebirth?" An Li spoke up.

Even if the Dark Clan had remained aloof from worldly affairs, the Dark Origin’s manifestation across the Nine Heavens had made them aware of Lu Ye's rebirth as a Celestial Lord.

"The reason for the Celestial Lord's rebirth is because, in his past life, I masterminded his fall, forcing his demise and subsequent rebirth," An Li declared, word by word.

This statement instantly shocked the Dark Clan.

"You?"

No way—you’re joking, right?

No matter how they looked at it, An Li didn’t seem capable of scheming against a Celestial Lord.

"I’ll probe her soul!"

An Ri wasted no time, extending his hand to cover An Li’s soul.

An Li sneered.

Soon, An Ri’s brow furrowed.

He couldn’t probe her soul!

Her Dao heart (cultivation core) was unshakable—there was simply no way to invade her memories. Forcing it would only shatter her soul.

And such an unshakable Dao heart… Emperor-level…

"You sensed it? In my past life, I was an Emperor!" An Li said coldly.

Everyone turned to An Ri.

An Ri nodded with a strange expression.

"Indeed, a Dao heart at the Emperor level!"

The Dark Clan reeled in shock—had An Li been reborn too?

"So, if you want the gods to awaken, you’ll need my help. I’ve figured out your scheme—you intend to use those of us who are suitable vessels for divine power as bridges for the gods’ descent. Let me tell you plainly: it won’t work!"

"Your only option is to work with me. I know a method to guarantee the gods’ revival and arrival, one that will absolutely succeed. All you need to do is capture Lu Ye, and then you’ll see the gods descend firsthand!"

"Only I know how to pull it off. You’ve got no option but to follow my lead, because in my past life, the gods reached out to me!"

"Here’s a secret that you’ll see I couldn’t have known this unless it’s true!"

"The gods look like this, don’t they?"

With a flicker, An Li transformed—mist coiled around her, her appearance twisted and monstrous, covered in black scales, with three hideous heads erupting from her body.

At the sight, even the Dark Clan’s elites blanched.

She’d actually met the gods!

"So, you must trust me, cooperate with me, and heed my strategy. When the time comes, the god will surely appear!"

Some of the Dark Clan's elites exchanged glances.

"First, help her restore her fleshly form!"

...

"Nine Lives, An Li has been taken away by the Dark Clan," the Source of Darkness said.

Lu Ye raised an eyebrow.

Caved in already?

Pathetic willpower!

The mere thought of the deity worshipped by the Dark Clan made Lu Ye frown uncontrollably.

To be honest, even in his previous life when he became the Celestial Lord, he had no idea what that bug-thing truly was.

In his past life, he had actually considered visiting the Dark Clan, as An Li had suffered greatly under their torment. Their Saintess was forced to endure having runes of torment carved into her body using an arcane substance.

These runes were unbearable agony.

They forcibly altered one's race, gradually transforming a human's form into that of an insect, endlessly mimicking their so-called god.

Lu Ye wanted to avenge An Li.

But she stopped him, saying they were her own kin, and that she was doing fine now. Since she wouldn’t return anyway, it was better to let it go.

Perhaps, even then, An Li had already reconnected with her mother clan.

He had saved her body, but failed to free her mind.

Serves me right!

If only he hadn’t pitied her... If only he hadn’t seen her beauty and felt such sympathy, none of this would have happened.

Goddammit, I had this coming!

Wait, besides An Li, who else was there?

Ah, right—Yin Qingcheng from the Forgetful Immortal Palace. He had completely forgotten about her, only recalling her now in his hatred.

Well then, might as well go now!

The Forgetful Immortal Palace—time to pay them a visit!

Lu Ye shot skyward and vanished.

He didn’t bring his Celestial Gate allies for revenge against the Forgetful Immortal Palace. He wanted to test his fighting strength without the surprise advantage.

Soon enough.

The colossal Forgetful Immortal Palace loomed before him.

Wasting no time, Lu Ye’s power flared.

A stone sword appeared in his grip.

Towering bloodlust surged, tinting the void a faint blood-red.

"Who’s there?!"

Powerful auras flared up in quick succession. All of them were peak Void Realm cultivators.

The Forgetful Immortal Hall in the Sixth Heaven could absolutely be considered one of the most elite forces, for above them stood the presence of the Detached Immortal Venerable.

An actual, living Celestial Lord!

Instantly, over a hundred Void Realm auras emerged.

The Palace Master of the Forgetful Immortal Hall, Sage Coldspirit, instantly recognized Lu Ye.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ye..."

Yet before she could finish speaking, a Sword Light was already hurtling toward her.

"Shiiing!"

The shrill sound of tearing air was heart-stopping!

The faces of the Forgetful Immortal Hall's members changed drastically as ten spells blasted forth instantly.

"Boom!"

The spells exploded into a burst of dazzling light.

The Sword Light dimmed but still crashed into the barrier.

Lu Ye's figure had already followed the Sword Light, charging toward the grand formation. His body spun, a whirlwind of sword streaks howling around him.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ye, we mean you no harm. Don’t force our hand!"

"Palace Master, why bother talking? If he wants a fight, we'll give him one!"

"Snap!"

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

Countless shattering sounds rang out.

The formation was directly shattered. For Lu Ye, finding the weak points of the formation was child’s play—in his past life, he had personally overhauled this very formation.

Though Yin Qingcheng had also made some improvements to the formation in this life, her mastery of formations was barely worth noting.

Seeing Lu Ye had already gone this far, Sage Coldspirit dropped all pretense of mercy.

Without another word, she snapped:

"Slay him!"

Lu Ye grinned.

That's more like it.

I'm already here to kill, why hesitate?

This is the situation today—only one of us walks away!

The Sword Light exploded completely, its terrifying sword intent engulfed the entire Forgetful Immortal Palace.

Even more powerful beings, near-immortal ancients, began awakening one after another.

In the end, a full one hundred and forty Void Realm experts converged to hunt down Lu Ye.

Not just powerful individuals, but also various formidable magical artifacts were deployed. The Forgetful Immortal Palace even brought out a Primordial Chaos Treasure—the Celestial Pavilion Scroll!

"Kill!"

Lu Ye's arm burned with power as he unleashed a strike of supreme swordsmanship.

The Sword Light plowed forward relentlessly.

Countless streams of light shattered beneath its might.

Today, the very rivers will run red with blood!