Chapter 1233: Immortal Robe

Shrouding the Heavens, Chapter 1234: The Immortal Robe

A massive star was cut in half. The Qilin Staff, comparable to a heavenly sword, possessed unparalleled sharpness; with a mere stroke, even colossal stars would be destroyed.

It was crystalline blue, dazzlingly beautiful, and symbolized supreme authority. It was the divine staff of an ancient emperor, capable of striking down immortals above and slaying saints below, its brilliance shining through all ages.

Yan Qi, the Great Saint of Fire Qilin Cave, wielded it in a fierce assault. Swathes of meteorites were swept into dust. Nothing in the universe could withstand it, not even a galaxy.

Yet, after such a long time, he still could not defeat his opponent. This opponent was also a Great Saint, whose magic power reached profound depths, looking down upon all beings—an absolute formidable adversary.

Thunder rumbled through the universe as the opponent attacked again. A simple, balanced, and serene punch, it subtly conformed to the divine might of the Heavenly Dao, exuding an aura capable of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The immortal robe, a relic from ancient deities, was not a towering mecha. Instead, it was form-fitting, resembling the battle attire of Beidou, and inscribed with the Imperial Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Clad in this precious garment, the person's methods defied the heavens, and their offensive power was unmatched in the world. Each attack was like a raging tide sweeping across ten thousand miles; a single punch instantly shattered a planet!

Yan Qi, the Great Saint of Fire Qilin Cave, frowned. According to his understanding, the people of the Eternal Starfield relied on external artifacts and could not achieve profound cultivation themselves. Yet, why was this individual so disruptive?

He could discern that the opponent's offensive power was terrifyingly formidable, and their comprehension of the Great Dao had reached a rare height, making them a lonely figure who seldom found an equal.

Yan Qi was an individual of very special status. He was not a cultivator from the late Primordial Era but from an even more ancient time, a titan from the resurgence period of Fire Qilin Cave, who had been sealed in a divine source and awakened in this age.

Wielding the Qilin Staff, his entire body was bathed in a crystalline blue hue. Killing intent swept across the heavens, dimming the sun, moon, and galaxies, as his battle aura surged.

He swung the staff, imbued with supreme mystical arts, unleashing a Qilin that was hundreds of millions of feet tall, devouring the heavens and earth, engulfing his opponent.

Swathes of meteorites appeared, falling into the distance, all caused by this single strike, which sent immense tremors through the starry sky!

However, the Great Saint of Eternity remained fearless. Even under the oppressive might of the Qilin divine image, he let out a soft cry, and a beam of Dao light shot skyward from his glabella. He withstood the attack by relying on the divine battle garment.

Fierce immortal flames blazed, and golden light spilled from the Great Saint of Eternity, filling the universe and causing the starfield to tremble. His immortal robe hummed softly, as numerous Dao patterns appeared on his back, coalescing into dozens of golden battle swords that collectively chopped forward.

In the brilliant immortal light, the Qilin was severed. Yan Qi, the Great Saint of Fire Qilin Cave, retreated, his chest heaving, having sustained a degree of impact. He stared fixedly at his opponent.

Golden light flowed around him. The Great Saint of the Eternal Starfield was clad in a golden divine garment, his body covered by shimmering precious light. This was an armor forged from Dao Tribulation Gold, a material so rare that a second set was virtually impossible to find anywhere in the world.

Immortal Tear Green Gold, Eternal Blue Gold, Dao Tribulation Gold — each of these divine metals was exceedingly rare. Even ancient Great Emperors might not have been able to obtain them easily.

The immortal robe was made of pure material, entirely golden and translucent, dazzlingly brilliant, making its wearer appear like a god of war.

Evidently, this person was ancient, with gray hair flowing loosely and deep-set eyes; he seemed not to belong to this era.

This was an armor left behind by the Dao Yan deity from a million years ago, lost for untold tens of thousands of years. Even the inhabitants of the Eternal Main Star had never been able to find its whereabouts, yet it had appeared today.

The battle recommenced. Great Saint Yan Qi was valiant, his Qilin Staff dancing up and down in his hands, carving out streaks of immortal light that made the universe roar, easily capable of severing galaxies.

However, the Great Saint of the Eternal Starfield, clad in the Dao Yan divine robe, possessed unparalleled magic power, advancing inch by inch with irresistible force.

Boom!

Behind him, golden Dao swords flew, dozens of them rotating, severing one planet after another in their path. Yan Qi had no choice but to temporarily avoid their sharp edge.

The Great Saint of Fire Qilin Cave frowned, growing more alarmed with each exchange. His opponent was no weaker than him, and it would be incredibly difficult to determine a victor.

"You are not a cultivator from the Eternal Starfield," Elder Saint Yan Qi stated, staring into his eyes. "They do not focus on excavating their bodily treasures, relying instead on external objects, yet your strength is supreme."

"Who says artifact refining cannot lead to the peak? There are myriad Dao methods in the world; some can attain the Dao through calligraphy and painting, so why can one not resonate with the Nine Heavens through external artifacts?"

Yan Qi's heart tensed upon hearing this. This was definitely a formidable individual, who had found his own path, using external artifacts to prove his own existence.

Gradually, both were nearing exhaustion. Ancient Imperial Weapons were incredibly fearsome; they could drain a Great Saint dry, leaving only a skeleton. After prolonged use, neither could sustain it any longer, and blood began to trickle from their lips.

"Great Saint, please return quickly! The Eternal Main Star is on the verge of falling; a great catastrophe is approaching, and all life will be devastated!" A faint wail echoed from the starry sky.

The Great Saint of the Eternal Main Star's expression instantly changed. His gray hair whipped wildly around him, and he turned to leave, tearing open the universe and rushing back.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Great Saint Yan Qi of Fire Qilin Cave intercepted him. The Qilin Staff, translucent like a blue diamond in his hand, sliced through space and struck horizontally, attempting to entangle him.

Dao fire erupted, and golden flames surged forth. The Dao Yan divine robe radiated hundreds of millions of luminous strands, shining like a deity. He unleashed a shocking blow backward and accelerated his departure.

However, the massive Qilin that flew out from within the Qilin Staff nearly overwhelmed him, causing him to bleed a dozen more trickles from his mouth.

Yan Qi laughed heartily, saying, "You can't escape unless you pay the appropriate price, otherwise you can only watch Eternity be destroyed."

In a chase and an escape, the great battle continued. Blue and golden light erupted intermittently between them, each burst capable of destroying a galaxy. Had anyone else been present, they would surely have been drenched in cold sweat.

In the Eternal Starfield, the battle had reached its final stage. Spaceships exploded one after another, asteroids ignited, and the entire starfield was ablaze with towering flames, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Screams rose and fell, the aftershocks of shattered divine consciousness spreading in all directions. The powerhouses of the Eternal Main Star retreated steadily, unable to withstand the ancient races.

Led by King Nine Phoenix and King Qilin, the ancient races charged forward bravely and irresistibly. They cut down war fortifications capable of harming Saints one by one, rapidly advancing.

"Ah..."

A Saint from the Cao family was gored to death by the horns of an Elder Saint of the Great Strength Ox Demon race, dying in the starry sky.

"Is Heaven forsaking our Eternity? For so many years, we have campaigned across various regions, dominating the sea of stars, only to provoke so many sacred beasts in the end."

The excessive number of Saint-level powerhouses from Beidou plunged the people of the Eternal Main Star into despair. In this direction alone, there were over a dozen Ancient Saints, each possessing heaven-reaching magic power!

They had no choice but to rush towards the Eternal Main Star. The battle could no longer be waged in space, as their defensive fortifications had been almost entirely destroyed.

"A million years ago, deities were born here; for hundreds of thousands of years, there has been glory. Has the brilliant Eternal Civilization truly reached its end today?" Even the Saints despaired.

In the Eternal Starfield, both cultivators and mortals who witnessed the battle through screens felt a chill run down their spines. They had suffered a crushing defeat in this war.

A gruesome reality: the outcome was sealed, and the final curtain was about to fall.

"Oh, Heaven, how unjust! We have prospered and been mighty until now; why must we suddenly face destruction?"

"Wailing and weeping... Why are there so many sacred beasts? This defies all reason! How can that ancient star, Beidou, be so terrifying?"

People wailed and wept in sorrow, unable to accept this fact. They had been defeated; their main forces had retreated, and they might be utterly destroyed.

A pall of gloom hung over the Eternal Main Star; cries of lament rose from all directions. Even the Saints had been defeated; where would they go now? Their lives might all end today.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, a long howl resounded, and the brilliance of the Dao Tribulation Golden Immortal Robe illuminated the entire universe. The Great Saint of the Eternal Main Star tore open the starfield and rushed back.

"Retreat quickly!"

King Nine Phoenix's expression changed. He was only a step away from becoming a Great Saint, and his divine sense was sharp. He tore open the sky and swiftly fled with the Saints accompanying him.

The others also sensed that something was amiss and fled in panic. The Extreme Dao Immortal might, pressing down from beyond a cluster of stars, caused their bodies to feel as if they would shatter.

The howling sound of divine consciousness shook the cosmos. Ultimately, three Saints were a step too slow; just as they stepped into the domain gate, they were struck by the golden immortal light and turned into a bloody mist without even a groan.

The Great Saint of the Eternal Main Star had returned, but he had paid a considerable price. He coughed up blood, and his Dao Yan Golden Divine Robe was stained red.

"Leave the divine robe!" Great Saint Yan Qi of Fire Qilin Cave caught up, raising his blue divine staff and cleaving it forward.

With a flash of golden light, the Dao Yan Immortal Robe protected its master, piercing through heaven and earth, and flying towards the massive star ahead.

"If you don't come out, don't blame me for being merciless and destroying this ancient life star!" Yan Qi said coldly, raising his blue divine staff high.

Now, the evolution liquid was no longer as important. If they could obtain the precious robe of an ancient deity and have the ancient Imperial Prince refine it when his strength was sufficient, making it his own, who could compare to the heritage of Fire Qilin Cave? They would surely be invincible throughout the world.

Cries of lament filled the Eternal Main Star. People scattered in all directions; many star gates appeared, as numerous great powers wished to leave their homes and cross the heavens. Living was always better than dying.

"With an Extreme Dao Ancient Imperial Weapon suppressing this place, who can leave?" Yan Qi said coldly, slowly pressing down the Qilin Staff, causing Imperial might to boil and sweep across the ancient star.

But at this very moment, streaks of auspicious energy surged forth, circling the ancient star and protecting the area, preventing the Imperial might from descending.

Yan Qi was greatly astonished. He was pressing down the Qilin Staff, originally intending to slice open a continent on the star, but he was blocked by a terrifying force.

"Ancient Imperial Dao!"

His expression changed, and recalling certain matters, his face fluctuated between gloom and clarity. Ultimately, he silently put away the Qilin Staff.

"What's going on?" A puzzled Saint stepped forward to inquire.

"Stars where Ancient Emperors were born bear the imprint of their Great Dao," Yan Qi said with a frown. "Attempting to destroy them will result in a certain degree of backlash."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Was it activated by that Great Saint wearing the Dao Tribulation Golden Immortal Robe just now?"

Yan Qi nodded, saying, "It was him. This ancient star is extraordinary and surprising; from ancient times until now, at least two Ancient Imperial-level figures have emerged here, and it is protected by two Great Daos."

"How can this be? Does this mean we're just giving up?" The other ancient races were anxious, wanting to obtain the evolution liquid and other secrets of the Eternal Main Star.

"I've long had enough of them! They actually call us sacred beasts! I wish I could rush in right now and slaughter them all!" said an Ancestor King with black roc wings on his back.

After serious deliberation, Yan Qi said, "Do not act rashly. Wait for a moment. Two Supremes were born here; we cannot enter carelessly. There will likely be a deadly tribulation."

"I hope a descendant of a deity remains here to fight me!" Huo Qilinzi spoke, his physique slender and powerful, his eyes like lightning, as he stared at the Eternal Main Star.

On the ground, all the great clans fell silent. At this moment, the Great Dao sealed the sky; even the star gates could not be opened, preventing their departure.

"Strictly interrogate the Sutra Clan! We must get to the bottom of this!"

"Exactly! The Sutra Clan misled the entire ancient star. They must have colluded with those sacred beasts, producing a divine hide that caused the peerless powerhouses of Luanfeng and Miluo to leave. Otherwise, this battle might not have been lost."

Many people shouted, suggesting that all members of the Sutra Clan be immediately apprehended.

The Tanmu Starfield was now desolate and deserted. Everyone had departed, heading towards a more distant starfield to explore that ancient land of life.

"We found it! There really is an ancient life star!" Two days later, a powerful member of a mercenary group exclaimed in joyful surprise.

They were not the only ones who made the discovery; many others also sensed it, detecting the unique fluctuations of a life star. One after another, cosmic motherships surged forward.

Besides immortal legacies such as the Cao family, the Sun-never-sets Royal Family, the Canghai Clan, and the Fan Clan, the Holy Light Mercenary Group was naturally also among them, arriving in this new starfield.

"There really is a life-bearing star!"

"It's a miracle!"

Everyone cheered, having journeyed through untold hardships and traversed the starry expanse, only to finally find it.

Ye Fan had been meditating inside the spaceship. As they neared the ancient star, he instantly opened his eyes, and an ineffable, ominous shadow rose in his heart.

Old mercenary Huo Bai seemed to sense something. He stood up in the cabin and muttered to himself, "Why do I feel like disaster is imminent, as if I'm in a battlefield?"

"Old Huo, you're having delusions again! We've finally found this ancient life star, and we'll probably see the legendary Tree of Life. Why are you mumbling nonsense?" The other mercenaries teased him.

"Alas," Huo Bai said, "I may not have other talents, but my predictions regarding life and death are unrivaled in the mercenary world. Otherwise, how could all my contemporaries have died while I'm still alive?"

"Uncle Huo, you're right. Some people are born with a terrifying instinct. If you have a premonition, you should leave quickly."

Dao Yi spoke; though throughout their journey he had been affable and his smile as radiant as his golden hair, he now wore a solemn expression. After speaking, he turned his head to gaze far into the depths of the starfield, precisely at the coordinates of the Eternal Main Star, as if trying to see through something.