Chapter 1166 : Gathering of Immortals Amidst Rising Shadows

At the same time, within the Azure Firmament Immortal Domain [a celestial realm of profound spiritual energy], the Crimson Dragon Sea [a vast, dragon-infested ocean realm].

Upon Purple Tenuity Island [an island shrouded in ethereal purple mists], atop Verdant Chariot Mountain [a majestic peak resembling a celestial chariot], inside a Grand Hall [a magnificent ceremonial hall].

Lyra Jiang, Lila, Verdant Consort, Yvonne the Violet Consort, and Separated Flame Phoenix—all five Immortal [beings who have transcended mortality and achieved immortality] had gathered, each wearing expressions of grave solemnity.

The Grand Hall remained silent for a long while before Yvonne the Violet Consort finally spoke. "Ancestor Black Tortoise [an ancient, turtle-like guardian deity] and the Master of the Drifting Snow Palace [the ruler of a palace amidst eternal blizzards] have also sent word. They report traces of Demon Immortal [immortal-level demonic beings] deities near Heavenly Market Island [an island known as a celestial trading hub] and Supreme Subtlety Island [an island of ultimate refinement and mystery]."

"They fear the Demonic Tribe [a powerful coalition of demonic forces] will make a move and wish to request reinforcements from us."

Lyra Jiang shook her head, her countenance stern. "My Husband has not yet returned. If we rashly divide our forces now, we risk being defeated piecemeal and suffering catastrophic losses."

"The pressure applied by the Crimson Dragon Clan [a mighty clan of crimson dragons] and the Divine Race [a race of celestial beings] is precisely meant to scatter our strength. We must not fall into their trap."

Having said that, Lyra Jiang continued, "Reassure Ancestor Black Tortoise and the Master of the Drifting Snow Palace. Tell them that with the power of the Three Enclosures Grand Formation [a grand defensive array named for the Three Celestial Enclosures], they could hold for at least three days even if the Crimson Dragon Ancient Ancestor [the progenitor of the Crimson Dragon Clan] himself attacks."

"Should they come under assault, we will surely arrive with reinforcements within a day or two."

"I understand." Original English translation available at audio-novel-dot-com.

Yvonne the Violet Consort [the Violet Consort, a powerful cultivator] nodded, committing the matter to memory.

With that matter settled for the moment, Lila spoke up once more: "The Celestial Profound Island [a mystical island] to the southeast of the Celestial Sand Archipelago [a vast archipelago of floating islands] has been seized by the Divine Race [a race of powerful beings who draw power from faith and divinity]."

"Celestial Profound Island?"

The expressions of the women present turned cold. That island was rich in Celestial Profound Spirit Crystal [a high-grade spiritual crystal formed under profound celestial energies], boasting numerous high-quality veins. It was a crucial mineral resource for the Chen Clan within the Celestial Sand Archipelago.

Losing it to the Divine Race was no small loss for the Chen Clan.

Regarding this, Lyra Jiang could only sigh with helplessness. Now that the Demonic Tribe [a race of beings who cultivate demonic energies] and the Divine Race had formed an alliance, their combined strength was not to be underestimated.

When Eldrin Chen was present, it was different; their enemies feared his power and dared not act.

But now that Eldrin Chen had departed the Crimson Dragon Sea [a vast sea domain] for a Millennium [a period of one thousand years], word of his absence had inevitably spread. The Crimson Dragon Clan [a powerful clan of dragon-blooded cultivators] and the Divine Race had begun their schemes to seize territories within the Celestial Sand Archipelago.

The current strength of the Chen Clan was insufficient. Even with the support of the three islands—Six Stars [the Island of Six Stars], Violet Feather [Violet Feather Island], and Refining Void [Refining Void Island]—they still struggled to match the alliance of the Demonic Tribe and the Divine Race.

Thinking of this, she let out a sigh. "The Cosmic Starry Sky Grand Formation [a grand defensive formation that mimics the cosmos] is not yet complete. It is impossible for us to fully defend every island within the Celestial Sand Archipelago."

"Issue the command: have our clansmen and the Various Great Immortal Clans focus their defense on the key Immortal Island. For the rest, we shall wait for Husband to return before making further plans."

Upon hearing this, the several women nodded slightly in agreement, and thus the matter was settled.

With the matter decided, Verdant Consort spoke up: "Lately, among the younger generation of the Demon God [a powerful demonic being] and Human Race [the collective term for humanity in this world], the former has grown particularly brazen."

"I hear that the Crimson Dragon Third Prince has come to the Crimson Dragon Sea and slain many of our Human Race juniors. Should we not teach him a lesson?"

A cold glint flashed in Lyra Jiang's eyes. After a moment, she said, "Word has come from the Empty Enlightenment Temple [a major Buddhist sect] that Xander has successfully weathered his Immortal Ascension Tribulation [the heavenly trial one must pass to become an immortal]."

"In his youth, he single-handedly fought his way to become unmatched among the younger generation of the Crimson Dragon Sea, earning the bitter hatred of even the Demon Immortal [immortal-level demonic beings] and deities there."

"Now that he has succeeded in Ascending to Immortality [attaining the immortal realm], let us summon him back to handle this matter."

"Agreed."

Hearing that her own child had achieved Ascending to Immortality, Lila could not help but nod, a smile touching the corners of her eyes.

Just as the women were discussing, a streak of spiritual light suddenly flew into the Grand Hall from outside and landed in the hand of Verdant Consort.

Verdant Consort [an ancient and powerful demon progenitor] cast a glance, her expression instantly hardening and her brow furrowing deeply.

Seeing this, Lila could not help but ask, "Sister, has something happened?"

Verdant Consort shook her head and sighed, "Qing'er is being reckless again. She has secretly left True Lord Island [a major cultivation stronghold] without telling her brother."

In the Celestial Sand Sea Region [a vast and perilous desert region bordering the sea], a solitary Spirit Island [an island rich in spiritual energy] lay suspended between sky and ocean.

This Spirit Island was now utterly devastated, its surface littered with corpses and the scattered bones of the Human Race.

A young maiden wandered the island in a daze, her spirit broken as she gazed upon the sea of bones. Access the full story on audio - novel . com.

"Huo'er, Qing'er."

"You told me that Crimson Dragon Third Prince [a powerful demon prince] flooded seven islands, that countless millions of our Human Race perished, that countless millions more were devoured."

"You tell me, why does no one intervene?"

"Why does even my own mother, a Nine Heavens Immortal [an immortal of the highest heavens], tell me to stay home, to not involve myself in these matters?"

The maiden spoke, a lingering haze of confusion still clouding her pupils.

Upon her shoulders, perched one on each side, stood two birds. One was bathed in fiery light, while the other was of a pure azure hue.

The fiery red bird tilted its head, answering after a moment's thought: "I believe their strength is insufficient. They fear that slaying Crimson Dragon Third Prince would drive that Crimson Dragon into a maddened frenzy."

The azure bird also nodded, its gaze profound as it spoke: "She worries for you. If she, as a senior, were to bully the junior and kill Crimson Dragon Third Prince, then Crimson Dragon Ancient Ancestor would also cast aside all decorum and strike at you."

"In her eyes, you remaining within the clan is the safest course."

"Is that so?"

The maiden gave a noncommittal nod. Then, with a subtle clenching of her fingers, she manifested a Crimson Flame Long Spear.

She then strode towards the depths of the sea. Before her, across the boundless azure expanse, a sky-obscuring, earth-shrouding tempest of wind and rain surged forth.

Gripping her spear, Qing'er gazed at a crimson silhouette deep within the heart of the storm, her expression reverting to its usual mischievous glint:

"They say dragon liver and phoenix marrow are supreme Immortal Treasures [rare and precious items of immense spiritual value]. Today, I shall see for myself if the taste truly lives up to the legend."

"Clang—"

Thunder roared and lightning flashed, a tempest assailing the heavens.

That night, deep within the Celestial Sand Sea Region, a searing immortal light erupted, its unparalleled shockwave submerging all in its path.

When calm finally returned, a young maiden dragged the mangled carcass of a True Dragon [a supreme, primordial dragon species] back with her. Like a meteorite fallen from the Nine Heavens [the highest celestial realms], she crashed into the Crimson Dragon Sea, stirring up a wave of unprecedented tumult.

The Crimson Dragon Third Prince, born from refining the Azure Dragon Divine Fetus [a divine embryonic essence of the Azure Dragon], whose Deep-Seated Foundation [the fundamental, innate potential for cultivation] was said to rival even the Crimson Dragon Scion and who possessed the bearing of a future Peerless Celestial Immortal [a supreme, unmatched immortal], had actually been flayed and stripped of his sinews by the child of the Abyssal Daoist [a title for a profound master of the Dao], then stewed into a pot of dragon broth.

This event shook several surrounding great regions, drawing the gaze of even a number of ancient Immortal [beings who have transcended mortality and achieved immortality].

Meanwhile, upon Crimson Dragon Island, the silence was terrifyingly profound.

Within the True Dragon Pool, the Crimson Dragon Scion remained silent for a long while before finally speaking. "Let the younger generation settle matters of the younger generation."

"I understand."

The Crimson Dragon First Prince spoke, then departed into the depths of the Crimson Dragon Sea to seek out a figure of immense, awe-inspiring presence.

It was a being of supreme and incomparable majesty. Its head bore the horns of a True Dragon [the most powerful and noble type of dragon], and its entire body was covered in crimson-gold scales, exuding an aura of near-supreme, profound intent.

"Elder Brother, have you come for that waste?"

The Crimson-Gold True Dragon spoke, its expression carrying a trace of a cold sneer.

The Crimson Dragon First Prince gazed at the figure before him, a flicker of complex emotion passing across his face.

His father, Crimson Dragon Scion, had sired many offspring over the years, yet most were not Pure-Blooded True Dragons [dragons of unmixed, supreme lineage]. Only three were deemed worthy of the title 'Prince'.

These three were all born from the union of Crimson Dragon Scion and a True Dragon, each one a Pure-Blooded True Dragon.

They were the Crimson Dragon First Prince, the Crimson Dragon Third Prince, and the figure before him now—the Crimson Dragon Second Prince. Discover more cultivation stories at www . audio-novel.com.