Perfect Double Agent

Chapter 268 The Imprisoned Immortal

The starry sky was dark, the universe was boundless, and in the cold space, a large ship refined from stars was rapidly traversing.

At the bow of the ship, a blue figure looked up and gazed into the distance. Her long blue hair reached her waist, and her figure was extremely tall. She was shrouded in celestial light and exuded an ethereal charm. Standing there, she seemed like a banished fairy who could fly away on the wind at any moment.

"Junior brother, have you been to Jiutian before?" The girl turned around, revealing a delicate face, extremely beautiful, fair and vivid, like a masterpiece of the Creator, without any flaws.

Most strikingly, she has a pair of sapphire-like eyes, full of spirituality and very clear, as if they can reflect the image of others.

"No, I rarely travel far from home," Bai Ye shook his head.

"Then you should travel more, junior brother. The outside world is vast. If you have the chance, I'll take you to the Immortal Pavilion. The food there is made using ancient secret methods. I've heard that even immortals linger there."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Bai Ye nodded.

The other party wasn't arrogant or overbearing. Compared to the Nine Heavens Disciples, who liked to step on anyone they met and act superior regardless of who they were, Lan Xian's attitude was quite good. She was very well-mannered and didn't act superior just because she came from the Three Thousand Provinces.

The warship was silent, eerily so. One man stood at the bow, and another at the side, gazing at the moving space. Their eyes gleamed with streaks of light—silver, black, and celestial—intertwining and rotating slightly, complementing each other in a strange and eerie way.

However, this is not a fusion. Although they are connected and mutually reinforcing, he cannot yet combine them into one.

A moment later, the three streams of energy disappeared again. Instead, a spear-shaped mark appeared in the center of his right palm, similar to the golden spear on his arm, but upon closer inspection, it was somewhat different.

This was obtained from an opponent killed in front of the Immortal Palace. He fed the hand bone to the tortoise shield and extracted the runes from it. However, this thing is generally used as a cover, with the real and the fake intertwined.

After all, Bi Wangqiang is different from others. If something really happens to him, he can only run away. At that time, he will not only be called the Little Immortal King of the Nine Heavens, but will probably become the Little An Lan of the Otherworld, hated by everyone. That spear will be inexplicable. Searching his soul will be the least of his worries.

But at this moment, for some unknown reason, the golden spear that had been dormant deep within the primordial spirit began to throb, as if it had discovered something.

Meanwhile, the scenery outside was also changing; the warships traversed the void and arrived at a mysterious place.

This is a broken zone, like a tomb of the world, with floating ruins of prehistoric civilizations everywhere, and broken star remains everywhere, some of which are very ancient, as if they have surpassed the ancient era.

"This is the Boundary Graveyard, the graveyard of the world," Lan Xian explained, as if she had been here more than once. "In the past, some people found the World Tree here, and others discovered the Cosmic Seed here, planted it in their own bodies, and achieved the supreme and perfect Great Dao. No one knows how many secrets it contains."

Unfortunately, by our time, some of those invincible species had disappeared, some had been scattered to foreign lands, and some had been shattered. Master came here partly to search for the seeds, and partly to seek special divine blood to repair the seeds within the courtyard.

Because some seeds, even if broken, can be reformed. These are invincible seeds. Even the seeds in the Immortal Academy mostly underwent a long period of repair before they became whole again.

“The Boundary Tomb…” Bai Ye murmured, and at that moment, the resonance in his mind became even stronger, as if the golden spear was about to leap out from it.

"It's been so long since I've seen you little bugs..."

A terrifying, booming sound resounded, cold and contemptuous, high above, as if descending from the ninth heaven, causing the warships formed from stars to shake violently.

"You're not dead yet, what are you yelling about? It makes you look like a loser!" Zi Ying emerged from the warship and immediately retorted, her fiery temper clearly indicating she knew her opponent.

"It's you again, you little bug... Back then, someone like you only deserved to grovel and tremble at my feet!"

"You said it yourself, back then. Now, you're just a prisoner on the verge of death!"

But it was precisely these words that made the atmosphere between heaven and earth even colder, and a black figure appeared silently.

He was so tall, standing between heaven and earth, wearing a five-colored crown made of celestial gold, holding a wooden staff, coldly looking down at the warship.

However, his body was very withered, like a skeleton made of skin and bones. Although it was a terrible sight, his aura was different from that of ordinary people. He was like an ancient immortal, still full of majesty and arrogance.

"You really think I can't kill you... You're just a bunch of insects... My methods are beyond your imagination!" the black figure roared, feeling his authority had been violated.

A giant hand rose, blotting out the sky and forcefully reaching out from the unknown void, as if to descend upon this world.

However, the warship was emitting a divine light, and the second elder, Ziying, was deliberately shouting, "The old prisoner is showing his power! Hurry up and leave!"

As he spoke, the warship was propelled at full speed, leaving that area. The tall, black figure could still be vaguely seen; he did not actually lower his hand, but stared intently at the warship.

At the same time, a figure in white robes turned around. The young man stood upright and stared at the black-clad figure across the distance. After a brief moment, he looked away.

"That's a big shot from another realm. I heard he's been imprisoned for a long time. Perhaps he'll die when this era ends." Lan Xian also withdrew her gaze and explained to Bai Ye, showing great concern.

Because Bai Ye came from the Three Thousand Provinces, he didn't understand many things.

“Another realm…it’s quite terrifying…almost an era has passed, and it hasn’t been erased.” Bai Ye murmured, rubbing his temples. Deep within his primordial spirit, a transparent figure had already vanished.

The old man's method was very clever; he didn't actually appear, but only sent him a message before disappearing again.

It's unrealistic to ask him to save them; the only way to save them is to awaken the old demon and let him come.

It's impossible not to rescue them. The main reason the aliens attacked Jiutian again was to find the key and rescue the trapped people. They are truly loyal to their own people; otherwise, there would be no point in taking Jiutian.

The warships continued to traverse, passing over one ruin after another, until finally stopping on an ancient continent.

"Xian'er has been here once. There might be seeds, but there are also dangers. She will take you in to train. I have to go to another place. It will take me at most ten days, at least three days. I will pick you up then." After giving these instructions, the Second Elder put the two down and sailed away in his warship, seemingly heading to a dangerous place.

"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Sister," Bai Ye said with a smile.

"There are some good things deep inside. Follow me and don't wander off." Lan Xian said, tossing her long hair as she walked forward, her slender waist swaying gracefully.

Chapter 269 The Heart of the Ancient Tree

The continent is ancient and vast, like a separate little world, and it has been floating in this world tomb for who knows how long.

However, it lacks vitality and is instead filled with a chaotic and violent aura.

Lan Xian was fast and her figure was beautiful. She swooped down in front of her like a human arrow, but the boy who was about the same age as her always followed closely behind, never falling behind.

Most importantly, the other party had a very precise control over the distance; the distance between them at the beginning was exactly the same as the distance between them now, which made Lan Xian feel very strange.

"You are not the Venerable One?"

"About the same as you."

"I've already cultivated three strands of immortal energy, wait... you've also cultivated three strands of immortal energy?" Lan Xian came back to her senses, quite unsettled. You should know that this boy is at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and he comes from the lower realm.

With the backing of the Immortal Academy and the Longevity Family, she had access to abundant resources. The environment and methods for cultivating immortal energy were also readily available, saving her from many detours. This is how she achieved her current success. In the entire Immortal Academy, only a handful of people could compare to her.

"I'm lucky."

Lan Xian raised an eyebrow, gave the gentle and polite young man, who had remained so throughout the journey, a deep look, and then sped up.

No wonder the Second Elder personally brought him out; he's a prodigy. I just don't know if he's genuine, because immortal energy can be obtained through trickery, and immortal energy obtained in special ways is called pseudo-immortal energy.

They traveled silently, traversing vast plains and desolate mountain ranges, finally stopping in front of a large tree.

This is an ancient tree that seems to stretch endlessly. It is so tall that its entire trunk is shrouded in mist, exuding a powerful aura that makes it impossible for anyone to approach.

However, its trunk was withered, and even its branches were bare, standing alone in the mist, giving people an invisible sense of gloom.

"I hope you're lucky, and I won't be unlucky because of you."

"It shouldn't be... Senior Sister, what kind of tree is that? This place feels very ominous," Bai Ye said.

"Originally, it was a phoenix tree, but later it embarked on the path of evolving into the World Tree. After being robbed, the tree body remained here. There is another one deep in the Boundary Tomb, which went even further than this one."

Lan Xian looked very serious. She took out a light blue longsword, moved, and floated upwards.

Following suit, Bai Ye took out the repaired tortoise shell and inserted it into the plastron with one hand. Sure enough, it was a natural shield. Apart from not being very ornate, after feeding it a few bones, the shield grew and became very useful.

"Watch out!" Lan Xian shouted from above, her skirt fluttering as it swept past his head, and instantly, a black sword feather fell directly down.

"Ding ding ding..."

As the dense sound subsided, Bai Ye saw the culprit: a flock of black crows, more than a dozen in number, each at the True God Realm, radiating a cold and ominous aura. They stood on bare, withered branches, their crimson eyes fixed on the two of them.

"Quack quack quack~ Silly bird... Silly bird..."

The piercing scream seemed to shatter eardrums; it was incredibly strange and clearly visible, causing black lines to appear all over Lan Xian's crystal-clear head.

“You shield me, I’m going to find the tree heart. It’s a priceless treasure. I didn’t have a chance to take it with me last time I came.”

Lan Xian spoke very quickly, and her figure was also unusually elusive. However, their positions had changed. Before, Bai Ye was below and she was above, but now she was below and Bai Ye was above.

The tortoise shield was enlarged, easily blocking another wave of wings. By this time, they had reached a position a thousand meters from the thick tree trunk. Lan Xian even entered a tree hole that had been carved out beforehand, and started knocking and banging inside.

"That adulterous couple stole the treasure... Wake up, you stupid birds..." The flock of crows was still cawing, and perhaps because they lived in this desolate world, their intelligence was not high.

"Boom!"

A violent tremor suddenly erupted above the tree, a terrifying aura was reviving, and at the same time, other auras were awakening.

Those were pairs of blood-red eyes, shining brightly in the gray mist, densely packed, almost filling the entire sky. Ominous, calamistic, and chilling, they almost froze one's bones. Even in the White Night, one felt a chill run down their spine. There were too many of them, at least tens of thousands, including many gods.

"Hang in there a little longer... I'm almost out..."

white night:"……"

Sir, is this something a human can endure?

boom!

The sky trembled violently, splitting open a vast, boundless chasm, like a gigantic eye in the void, terrifyingly crimson. This one was even more horrifying, terrifyingly powerful.

Fortunately, Lan Xian also came out at this time, holding a two-meter-long prismatic crystal with pointed ends and a rounded middle. It emitted a fragrance and a strong life force. Inside, there was a thick green liquid.

The two turned and ran, heading deeper into the darkness, not daring to linger for even a moment, until they had run quite a distance before the chilling aura slowly dissipated.

"My luck is pretty good." Lan Xian poked a hole in the crystal in her hand. "Since you call me senior sister, consider this a gift."

"Huh?" Bai Ye asked in surprise.

"Don't be shy, I've used this stuff before. You can have the essence of life, but the tree heart is mine."

"Okay." Bai Ye took out a small bottle and rolled out the liquid inside. Presumably, Lan Xian was going to use the heartwood to forge a zither. It looked like a crystal, but it was actually a kind of wood.

The two continued on their way, but after traveling only ten miles, they discovered a body that had been shot on a large mountain.

It was a thin old man, whose death was extremely gruesome. There was an arrow between his eyebrows, and knife wounds on his body. His left shoulder looked like it had been cleaved by something, with a huge wound that almost reached his heart. The blood was still wet, as if it had happened not long ago.

However, judging from the residual magical energy fluctuations in the blood, the deceased was at least a celestial being.

"There might be someone ahead!" Lan Xian looked up warily. She saw gray mist rising from the depths and a cold wind blowing, making her feel chilly.

"Is there any treasure land ahead?" Bai Ye wondered. He looked at Lan Xian and she seemed to be hesitating about whether to take the risk.

“There is an ancient tomb of a powerful being, but it’s too ominous there. If things don’t go well, I’ll teleport you out.” Lan Xian was decisive and efficient.

Bai Ye continued to follow silently, but in his hand was a black root radiating an aura of calamity.

It was enveloped in golden lightning tribulation liquid, seemingly devoid of any life, as if it had been dormant for millions of years, yet it was absorbing the lightning tribulation liquid.

Bai Ye felt that the tree root could still be saved because it had absorbed most of the lightning power of the Thunder Emperor's Finger. Later, when he underwent tribulation, he specially left some lightning tribulation liquid for it. Now he poured the green liquid he had just obtained onto it.

But at that moment, Lan Xian, who was clearing the way ahead, suddenly stopped and was thrown back by a huge force.