Longevity Chronicles

Tao Qian had wandered in the Absolute Immortal Sea for three long days, encountering a strange multitude of islands, with Alien Island at the beginning being extraordinarily bizarre and abnormal.

But the one ahead had reminded Tao Qian of many tales from Southern Yue.

Demons!

Non-humans!

He saw that below the eight pillars of Fallen, polluted air, there was a gigantic Big Island made of eight smaller islands fused together, resembling a slightly smaller continent when viewed from afar.

On that island, there were eight different kinds of mystical clouds and fogs, each enveloping its own area. They were clearly divided yet also merging and colliding with one another.

The chilling wind whistled; the evil fog rose.

Within that boundless and filthy mist, eight monstrous figures that nearly made Tao Qian avert his gaze wandered blindly.

Their bodies were as massive as Ancient Giants. Although their details were obscured by the mist, it was vaguely visible that each had lost their form as the Human Clan and had mutated and fallen into the ranks of demons, with their obscuring and sky-darkening polluted air, those soaring columns of mutated air.

The source was them.

They wandered on their respective islands, and when they occasionally met at the boundaries, unimaginable transformations occurred.

Sometimes they fought each other, at other times they merged, and yet at others they leaned on one another.

During these processes, with their collisions, plumes and wisps of pollution would fall, turning into nameless dancers of various forms, encircling them as they began to perform frantic dances, while simultaneously playing music.

The sounds entering the ears were complicated and ornate pieces of music, comprised of instruments like bamboo flutes, clocks, stone chimes, and county drums from the near-ancient times.

Upon closer listening, he found that none of the old eight tones created from metal, stone, clay, hide, silk, wood, gourd, and bamboo were missing.

Yet these instruments, which should have been delightful and pleasant to hear, sounded unbearably grating and terrifying on the Eight Immortals Island.

Even if a cultivator heard and saw this, they would likely suffer severe pain in their eyes, shedding acidic tears, with their ears ringing and bleeding.

As for mortals, no matter how many millions of them, a single glance would lead to immediate death on the spot.

Tao Qian himself was immune to the pollution. His eyebrows slightly furrowed as he fixed his gaze on those eight extremely frightening, wandering shapes.

As his perception became clearer, he made a judgment in his heart:

"When I was surviving the Three Calamities in Southern Yue, the initial sight of the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva as the Heavenly Demon Buddha Mother's Dharma Form was the most terrifying, until the final battle when Tang Xianzong borrowed some of the Devil God Origin, revealing a Devil God Dharma Form that finally surpassed her."

"Now, on this Eight Immortals Island, each of these mutated avatars releases a qi that is only a bit weaker than the Devil God Dharma Form, yet stronger than that of the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva."

"What's even more bizarre is that on the other Unrestricted Islands, although there are corpses and relics of the senior members who perished, none are active. At most, a body or a treasure has spawned an Evil Spirit; nothing close to the shocking spectacle seen here."

"Previously, Brother Huang Zhen said, led by Master Taixuan, this generation of True Inheritors came to conquer the Eight Immortals Island to retrieve the relics and Exotic Treasures."

"With this situation, how are we to conquer it?"

As Tao Qian had this thought, suddenly a familiar and hearty voice came from behind. Immediately after, he sensed several throbbing sensations.

Turning hastily, he saw three figures arriving together.

The person at the forefront, dressed in a Big Yellow Robe, with a Brocade Red Treasure Pouch hanging at his waist and holding a golden rod, was none other than Brother Huang Zhen whom he had seen before.

To his left and right were two young Daoists, one male and one female.

The female cultivator was dressed in a plain Daoist robe, and although her appearance was ordinary, her eyes seemed to possess the majesty of an Immortal. She held a treasure sword in each hand, exuding a sharp aura as though a single fit of anger could sever the Three Mountains and Five Mountains, extremely startling.

The male cultivator's appearance was even more astonishing; it was unclear what Dharma Image he had cultivated to achieve Three Heads and Six Arms. The head at the center had a necklace strung with eighteen skulls hanging from his neck, and his wrists, each holding a Skull Staff, Skull Bowl, and Skull Rope, arrived on a ghostly white cloud, like an Evil Demon Cultivator rather than a member of the Righteous Path.

After just a glance, Tao Qian heard Brother Huang Zhen say with a clear voice,

"Didn't expect Junior Tao to be the earliest arrival. Have you seen the might of the eight seniors?"

"The Eight Immortals Island has been in the Absolute Immortal Sea for many years. Although the previous generation of True Inheritors all intended to end the pain of the eight seniors and retrieve their relics and treasures."

"However, as the eight seniors' qi is integrated as one, any single inheritor or a few inheritors wouldn't stand a chance on the Eight Immortals Island, aside from meeting their demise."

"This time, with Brother Taixuan leading, we as juniors, should do our utmost to help the eight seniors find release."

As Huang Zhen's voice fell, before Tao Qian could respond,

his mind received several more throbbing sensations.

In an instant, bright lights of escape, from different directions, shot toward this place.

One of them arrived in a blink of an eye, its brilliance fading to reveal Brother Yang Jie, whom he had intersected with but was meeting for the first time now.

Up close, Yang Jie's stature was even more tall and robust than Tao Qian had imagined.

And the third eye on his forehead emitted a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble with fear.

Upon appearing, he followed Huang Zhen's words saying,

"Junior Brother Huang speaks truly; I've long admired the experiences of the eight seniors."

"Now that I've entered the Absolute Immortal Domain myself, even if Brother Taixuan were not leading, I, Yang Jie, would still have planned to venture onto the Eight Immortals Island."

As Yang Jie finished speaking, the other several beams of Evasion Light revealed their shapes.

Men and women were included, everyone echoing in agreement:

"Brother Yang speaks truly; we should all make our contribution."

"If seeking treasures, the Unrestricted Big Island in the Absolute Immortal Domain offers us countless months to search at our leisure, but to conquest the Eight Immortals Island, we have but one chance that must not be missed."