Battle Through the Heavens: Purple Heaven Thunder Emperor

Chapter 569 Escape

Within the Thunder Realm.

The towering thunder dragon continued to roar and rage in the void, but the area not far from the altar was unusually quiet.

Xiao Bai sat cross-legged, surrounded by a rich black and white light.

The light was not still, but constantly flowing, intertwining, and merging—white life force and black death force, like two yin-yang fish, slowly swimming around him, forming a perfect tai chi pattern.

As the Tai Chi pattern rotated, endless life and death energy surged wildly into his body!

In the distance, two figures hovered in the void, watching this scene with solemn expressions.

It was Moro and Mulan who had just arrived.

"This—this is—"

Mu Lan's eyes widened, she almost plucked out a few strands of her beard, her face filled with disbelief.

He was a Transcendent Realm expert who had cultivated for hundreds of years, witnessing countless geniuses and unique cultivation methods.

But what he saw before him completely overturned his understanding!

"Cultivating life and death simultaneously?!"

Moro's pupils also contracted slightly, his face filled with shock.

In ordinary Nirvana, or in cultivating the Profound Realm of Life and Death, which one doesn't first generate vital energy within the body before entering the Profound Realm of Life?

Then, after going through trials and tribulations, from life to death, one steps into the mysterious realm of death?

This is an unchanging ironclad rule of the Tianxuan Continent for countless years!

Life and death are two completely opposite concepts; how can they possibly occur simultaneously?

But what we're seeing right now is actually happening!

Within that black and white light, life and death coexisted, transformed and merged with each other, forming a perfect balance.

Moreover, as that balance is maintained, both forces are growing rapidly!

"The Realm of Life and Death—can one actually cultivate like this?!"

Mu Lan murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly.

He was a powerful cultivator at the Reincarnation Realm and considered himself knowledgeable and experienced.

But at this moment, he discovered that his understanding of cultivation had been completely shattered.

Moro looked at the black-robed figure sitting cross-legged with complicated emotions, and the last trace of doubt in his heart dissipated.

Those who can cultivate both life and death simultaneously in the state of Nirvana have likely reached a terrifying level of understanding of these two diametrically opposed states of mind.

Not only Moro and Mulan, but also Ling Qingzhu, Xiao Hong and Zuo Fei, who were guarding not far from Xiao Bai, were speechless with shock at this scene.

Ling Qingzhu sat cross-legged next to Xiao Bai, with a long blue sword across her knees.

However, the fluctuations of her Yuan energy indicated that she was always on high alert.

Anyone who gets within a hundred feet of her will be met with her sharp sword light.

At this moment, she glanced sideways at the figure beside her shrouded in black and white light, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

At this rate, he will probably be able to recover his former cultivation level very soon!

She took a deep breath, looked away, and continued to vigilantly observe her surroundings.

Little Red squatted down next to Ling Qingzhu, her big eyes fixed on Xiao Bai without blinking, her little face full of admiration.

The owner is amazing!

Although she didn't quite understand the concept of cultivating together through life and death, she could tell from the expressions of the two old men that it must be something extraordinary. Mu Lingshan was left far away by Mu Lan, but she still couldn't help but peek out and look curiously in this direction.

Zuo Fei stood on the outermost edge, while Zi Guang warily scanned his surroundings.

He had tried to get closer to protect Xiao Bai, but he was almost cleaved in two by Ling Qingzhu's sword.

Although the girl was only at the Nirvana Realm, her sword light was frighteningly sharp, clearly indicating that she was serious.

Left with no other choice, Zuo Fei retreated to a distance, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Moro and Mu Lan with a wary look.

Especially Moro.

I was intimidated by the adults before, but now the Thunder Ancestral Symbol is right in front of me.

This temptation is enough to make anyone take the risk.

Zuo Fei made up his mind that if Moro dared to make any move, he would risk his life to stop him!

Moro noticed Zuo Fei's gaze and his lips twitched slightly.

When did he, the dignified Lord of the Flame God Palace, fall so low as to be treated like a thief?

But when he thought of Xiao Bai's terrifying aura, he held back.

Oh well, let them keep guarding against us.

Anyway, he didn't intend to make a move.

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts—

Beneath the altar, deep within endless lightning.

Two blood-red eyes pierced through the layers of lightning, staring intently upwards.

That gaze was filled with evil, resentment, and—a deep sense of dread.

Having been suppressed here by the Thunder Emperor for countless years, and on the verge of breaking free of the seal, they unexpectedly faced this situation.

Originally, he had plenty of patience.

Although the seal was powerful, it has loosened considerably over the years.

If he is given another three years, he will be able to break free from the Thunder Emperor's control and regain his freedom!

Three years is just a blink of an eye for someone like him.

He can wait.

But now—

He can't wait any longer!

"Devouring Ancestral Symbol — Life and Death Ancestral Symbol — and that damned Thunder Ancestral Symbol —"

The Otherworldly King roared in a low voice, his voice filled with anger and resentment.

The three ancestral symbols have gathered!

What does this mean?

Back then, the Thunder Emperor alone was able to suppress him with just the Thunder Ancestral Symbol.

Now there's another Devouring Ancestral Symbol, and another Life and Death Ancestral Symbol—

With the power of the three ancestral symbols, let alone breaking free from the seal, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape!

"We can't just sit here and wait to die!"

A hint of madness flashed in the eyes of the Otherworldly Demon King.

He looked down at the lightning chains binding him.

The chains were entirely silver-white, formed from the purest lightning power, each one containing enough force to severely injure him.

Originally, he could have slowly eroded these chains and broken free naturally after three years.

But now—

There's no time for him to take his time!

The Demon King's eyes suddenly sharpened, and dark demonic energy quietly surged from his body!

The demonic energy surged towards the lightning chains like living things, clinging to them and gradually eroding them!

On the lightning chains, silver-white lightning and pitch-black demonic energy intertwined and annihilated each other!

The Otherworldly King dared not make too much of a commotion.

If he were to struggle openly without breaking the seal, it would surely alert those above.

When the power of the three ancestral symbols descends simultaneously, he will surely die!

Therefore, he could only erode it silently.

Little by little, inch by inch.

Although it was painful and slow, it was his only chance!

Time slipped away silently.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the Thunder Realm, everything remained the same.

The thunder still roared, and the thousand-foot altar still stood silently.

But at this moment, the atmosphere around the altar was countless times more somber than it had been three months ago.

Everyone was looking in the same direction—at the figure in black robes sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, the black and white light surrounding Xiao Bai had become so intense that it was terrifying!

The light no longer just surrounded him, but rather enveloped him like a cocoon of light!

Above the cocoon of light, the energy of life and death circulates, forming a perfect cycle.

Life and death are constantly transforming, growing stronger, transforming again, and growing stronger again!

As this cycle continues, Xiao Bai's aura is rising at an alarming rate!

"The essence of life and death—has reached its zenith—"

Mu Lan murmured to herself, her voice filled with shock.

Three months ago, Xiao Bai was only at the Ninth Nirvana Realm.

Three months later, he had actually reached the pinnacle of both the Life and Death Profound Realm!

What does this mean?

For the vast majority of cultivators, three months is not even enough time to advance from the Nirvana Realm to the Life Profound Realm!

And he actually mastered both major realms at the same time!

Moreover, the aura continued to rise, showing no sign of stopping!

"This guy—could he be thinking of leaping two realms in one go—?"

Mu Lan shook her head with a wry smile.

He had cultivated for hundreds of years and believed he had seen many geniuses.

But compared to the person in front of them, those so-called geniuses are simply trash.

At this moment, he finally understood why Xiao Bai wanted to borrow the Ancestral Symbol of Life and Death.

For this kind of cultivation, there is probably no one on the entire continent more suitable than the Life and Death Ancestral Symbol.

Not only is there a balance between life and death, but such a vast amount of life and death energy can only be continuously provided by the Ancestral Symbol Energy, without any worry of depletion.

Moro didn't speak, but stared intently at the figure.

He could sense that the life and death energy emanating from Xiao Bai was approaching a perfect state.

That state was extremely similar to the Life and Death Ancestral Symbol floating in front of him.

"It's about to be perfect—"

Moro murmured softly.

Once life and death are perfected, the next step is reincarnation, reaching the same realm as him!

At that time, plus the Thunder Ancestral Symbol—

Moro dared not think any further.

He had been arrogant for reaching the Reincarnation Realm in just a hundred years, but now...

It's nothing!

Ling Qingzhu remained seated cross-legged beside Xiao Bai, her eyes slightly lowered.

For three months, she has never left her side.

Little Red lay beside Ling Qingzhu, idly counting the thunderbolts in the sky.

Zuo Fei remained on the outermost edge, while Zi Guang warily watched Moro and Mu Lan.

For the past three months, he has barely slept.

Although the two men hadn't made any unusual moves, he dared not relax for a moment.

After all, the adults are at the most critical moment.

Just then—

"not good!"

Moro's expression suddenly changed!

A fiery red aura suddenly erupted from his body, like a volcanic eruption, shooting straight into the sky!

"Hey!!!"

A high-pitched phoenix cry suddenly resounded throughout the Thunder Realm!

A fire phoenix, a thousand feet in size, condensed and took shape above Moro's head!

The phoenix spread its wings, blotting out the sky and the sun, its body surrounded by terrifying flames, radiating a scorching aura that could burn away the entire world!

"What's wrong?!"

Mu Lan's expression changed, and following Moro's gaze, his pupils suddenly contracted!

That thousand-foot altar, that silver-white altar entirely formed from the power of thunder.

Right now, it's turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye!

That black was not ordinary black, but an extremely evil kind of black!

Black energy surged from the bottom of the altar, spreading upwards along the altar like a living thing!

"Demonic energy!!!"

Mu Lan gasped in shock!

That extremely evil aura swept out like a whirlwind in an instant!

"The Otherworldly Lord—is about to break free!"

Moro said in a deep voice, flames surging around him, ready to make his move.

He would absolutely not stand idly by when facing the Otherworldly Demons.

This is the common enemy of all living beings on the Tianxuan Continent!

Everyone around the altar was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Ling Qingzhu suddenly stood up, holding her cyan longsword horizontally in front of her, her gaze fixed on the altar that was turning black.

She turned around and glanced at Xiao Bai, who was still sitting cross-legged, meditating with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the Life and Death Ancestral Symbol in front of Xiao Bai was still slowly rotating, and the life and death energy on his body was still rising continuously.

"senior----"

Ling Qingzhu took a deep breath.

She did not hesitate.

With a light touch of her lotus feet, she flashed and stood between the altar and Xiao Bai!

No matter what happens, she will protect this place!

Just then—

A figure flashed past and stood in front of her.

"Young lady, the master is at a critical moment and cannot be disturbed."

Zuo Fei didn't turn around, his gaze fixed on the demonic energy constantly erupting from the altar: "You stay here and guard the master. The rest—leave it to me!"

Ling Qingzhu was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Thank you for your trouble!"

Just then, a chilling voice, filled with shock and anger, rang out from beneath the altar: "The Ancestral Flame Symbol?!"

"Haha... Surprised?"

Hearing the Demon King's roar, Moro rode a fire phoenix and circled above the altar, laughing heartily.

The phoenix spread its wings, blotting out the sky and the sun, its body wreathed in terrifying flames, turning the entire Thunder Realm a fiery red.

"That old bastard Moro—"

Mu Lan's lips twitched slightly.

What time is it? Still showing off here?

However, he could understand.

The Demon King, who had been suppressed for countless years, was about to break free when he discovered that four ancestral talismans were hanging above his head.

Anyone would break down in this state of mind.

"Damn humans!"

The Demon King's shriek echoed throughout the Thunder Realm; he had originally thought there were only three Ancestral Symbols.

Unexpectedly, there was also a Flame Lord at the Reincarnation Realm.

"Today, I will utterly annihilate you, extinguishing any remaining thoughts of those otherworldly demons who wish to liberate you from your seal!"

Moro rode a fiery phoenix, his indifferent voice echoing through the space.

"Hmph! Eradicate me? You think you can?"

The Demon King sneered, "Thunder has no master; it devours and lives and dies. Even if it breaks through, it's nothing but an ant. What do you have to stop me?"

The space fell silent upon hearing this.

Everyone looked at him strangely, glancing out of the corner of their eyes at the black-robed figure sitting cross-legged, their lips twitching uncontrollably.

Ants?!

Holy crap! That's incredibly bold!

If this person weren't currently preoccupied, they would probably have been torn into eight pieces the moment they spoke!

"Thunder Emperor, make your move! Unleash your last strength and join me in vanquishing the demon!"

Moro shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and looked up intently at the figure on the altar throne.

"The Thunder Emperor... hasn't completely perished?"

Upon hearing Moro's shout, everyone was startled and abruptly looked up at the altar.

Just then, a bolt of lightning suddenly burst forth from the thunderous sun, illuminating the throne with dazzling light.

On the throne, the gaunt figure, whose eyes had been closed for countless years, trembled a few times and slowly opened them.

Boom!

At this moment, countless massive bolts of lightning rained down from the sky in the Thunder Realm.

"After countless years of waiting, this day... has finally arrived!"

The man on the throne slowly swept his silver eyes over the crowd, lingering briefly on Moro and Zofe before finally settling on the black and white area.

"Devouring...life and death, no...."

His pupils contracted slightly.

The area where black and white intertwined stretched for hundreds of feet, but there was not a trace of thunder.

He could clearly sense that there was absolutely no force resisting the thunder there.

But not a single bolt of the violent lightning falling from the Thunder Ancestral Symbol dared to enter it.