novelraw Chapter 979 - 979 Sky Burial Forest
Chapter 979 - 979 Sky Burial Forest
The Borderlands lie in the gap between the Immortal Realm and the Foreign Realm.
Yet their expanse is nearly boundless, with no end in sight.
Even Chaos Dao Venerables, or even quasi-emperors, would struggle to survey every corner of the Borderlands.
For the Borderlands are far too mysterious, ungoverned by either realm since time immemorial, their laws shattered and their qi in chaos.
This is a land without order, one that harbors countless strange and sinister things.
Such as the Bone-Burial Corpse Grounds, the Ghost-Howl Abyss, the Remnant Star Plateau, the Sky-Burial Forest, the Grand Sacrifice Blood Grounds, the Primordial Mountain Range, and more.
Every one of these places is a forbidden zone, treacherous beyond measure, home to great and terrible anomalies.
Before coming to the Borderlands, Jun Xiaoyao had already learned a little about them.
The Grand Sacrifice Blood Grounds that Elder Mu had warned him about lay at the boundary between the Sky-Burial Forest and the Primordial Mountain Range.
"Head to the Sky-Burial Forest first."
Jun Xiaoyao fixed his destination, took a step, and vanished from where he stood as though slipping through the void.
Many disciples of the War God Academy nearby had wanted to follow Jun Xiaoyao and train alongside him.
But before a single word could leave their lips, Jun Xiaoyao had already disappeared without a trace.
On another side, Ji Meng the Imperial Son, the Blood Imperial Son, and Chi of the Hundun clan — three young supremes of imperial lineage — exchanged a brief, wordless glance.
Their figures, too, vanished from where they stood.
Afterward, the disciples of the War God Academy, along with the prodigies of the great royal clans, quasi-imperial clans, and imperial clans, each formed their own small teams and gradually pushed deeper into the Borderlands.
On the other side, the prodigies of the Immortal Realm did the same.
Those confident in their own strength ventured in alone.
Those less certain, or those with a plan, went in as teams.
In an instant, the vast and boundless Borderlands became a battlefield soaked in blood.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
Across the Borderlands, the armies of both realms clashed, their battle cries shaking the heavens.
Of course, the truly top-tier powerhouses — Chaos Dao Venerables and quasi-emperor-level figures — had yet to make their move.
Instead, it was the younger generation who fought fiercely in every corner of the Borderlands.
During that half month, Jun Xiaoyao had also traversed the void step by step, finally arriving at the edge of the Sky-Burial Forest.
Looking out, the Sky-Burial Forest stretched across an incomprehensibly vast expanse, like a giant continent unto itself.
Ancient trees towered in dense groves, soaring thousands of zhang high, standing like primordial giants.
Within this forest, countless killing intents lurked, and ferocious beasts of the most dangerous kind lay hidden in the shadows.
From time to time, the sounds of fierce battles and agonized screams drifted over.
None of this interested Jun Xiaoyao.
His primary goal was to find an opportunity to break through to the Supreme realm.
After that, he would kill a few enemies from the Immortal Realm to establish his credentials.
Of course, if he happened to run into some insignificant creatures from the Foreign Realm, he could just as easily wipe them out in passing.
After all, the qi here was chaotic and causality was disordered — even an immortal would struggle to trace any evidence of what happened.
"The Sky-Burial Forest should be one of the main battlegrounds where prodigies from both realms clash. I could go inside and capture some Immortal Realm cultivators to gather information about the Immortal Realm."
Jun Xiaoyao mused to himself.
As if something had come to mind, he reached into his spatial artifact and pulled out a ghost-face mask.
It was the very mask he had taken from Xuanyue.
Jun Xiaoyao put the ghost-face mask on.
This was to prevent any Immortal Realm acquaintances he might run into from recognizing him.
It wasn't that Jun Xiaoyao was deliberately trying to hide anything.
It was simply that he had worked hard to establish his identity as a Chaos War God and one of the Six Kings of World Annihilation — an identity he absolutely could not afford to expose carelessly.
Otherwise, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't even be able to return to the Foreign Realm and would have no choice but to go back to the Immortal Realm.
That would mean everything he had set in motion in the Foreign Realm, including his great mission of spreading his teachings, could not continue.
Jun Xiaoyao would not allow even the slightest mishap.
With the ghost-face mask on his face and chaotic mist swirling around him,
Jun Xiaoyao was confident that very few people would be able to recognize him.
Once his preparations were complete, Jun Xiaoyao entered the Sky-Burial Forest.
At this moment, in the central region of the Sky-Burial Forest,
a few graceful figures had formed a small team and were pressing deeper inside.
Any scattered Foreign Realm beings they encountered along the way were swiftly eliminated.
Looking closely, they were none other than Princess Longji, Yan Rumeng, and Yu Chanjuan.
The three of them had come to know each other through Jun Xiaoyao and had since become friends.
As for Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, Wangchuan, and the Eternal Calamity Goddess — the four of them,
as Jun Xiaoyao's followers, had formed their own hunting party.
The two groups split into separate paths, each training on their own.
"I already have over ten thousand merit points. I'll be able to exchange them for some good things at the Immortal Academy when the time comes." Yu Chanjuan said with a smile.
Her delicate brows curved gently, her eyes shimmering with poetic grace, her nose elegant and refined, her lips soft and lustrous.
A blue dress draped over her figure, tracing her breathtaking curves.
Her chest was full and ample, yet her waist was slender and supple, barely enough to encircle with one hand, and her hips curved beautifully upward.
Whether it was due to her Supreme Yin Holy Body or not, Yu Chanjuan's figure had grown even more lush and alluring than before.
It was a pity that this woman, blessed with the finest cauldron constitution in the world, had yet to be claimed by anyone.
She had long since made up her mind — her body would belong to Jun Xiaoyao and no one else.
Even after Jun Xiaoyao had seemingly fallen before her eyes, she had held fast to that vow until this very day.
"It's still not enough. I need to grow even stronger before I'll be worthy of welcoming our master's return."
Princess Longji's dark hair flowed smoothly, her palace robes and immortal skirt wrapping around her graceful jade figure, her long and beautiful legs swaying with every step.
Her entire bearing was strikingly magnificent — nothing at all like someone who had once served as Jun Xiaoyao's mount.
Listening to the two women, Yan Rumeng — clad in a pink dress, her features flawlessly beautiful — fell into a quiet silence.
"Do you two still believe, even now, that he's alive?" Yan Rumeng asked.
Though she too had been lost in a daze of grief for quite some time after learning of Jun Xiaoyao's fall,
she had ultimately accepted that reality with a helpless resignation.
"Of course I believe it. Our master will definitely return." Princess Longji's faith in Jun Xiaoyao had reached a point that was almost beyond reason.
Perhaps that was simply Jun Xiaoyao's charm — the ability to make people believe, without a shred of doubt, that he had never truly fallen.
"Let's set that aside for now. I have a faint feeling that deep within this Sky-Burial Forest, there is a great opportunity and a great secret." Yan Rumeng said with a serious expression.
Her true form was that of a Heavenly Dream Illusory Butterfly,
ranked alongside the Rift Heaven Demon Butterfly, the Primordial Emperor Butterfly, and others of their kind.
From the moment she entered the Sky-Burial Forest, Yan Rumeng had been quietly sensing this feeling.
"Then let's keep going deeper." Princess Longji said.
The three women pressed on.
Several days later,
they arrived deep within the Sky-Burial Forest.
Ahead, the shockwaves of an intense battle reached them.
Princess Longji and the others looked over.
Four figures were locked in battle against Foreign Realm beings.
Three of them were Ji Qingyi, the Sun Sacred Guard, and the Moon Sacred Guard.
The fourth was a purple-haired young man radiating a powerful aura, the unmistakable presence of a Supreme emanating from him.
"That's Tian Canzi from the Divine Silkworm Valley."
At the sight of that young man, Yan Rumeng instinctively furrowed her brows.
It was because she had once had an unpleasant encounter with the Divine Silkworm Valley.
The Yuan Silkworm Dao Son from that valley had harassed her before.
Though in the end, he had been eliminated by Jun Xiaoyao's side.
"Who's there — show yourself!"
On the side of the Foreign Realm beings, a young man dressed in black-and-gold robes let out a cold shout, raising his hand as his palm split open.
A beam of sinister eye-light pierced through toward them.
Had Jun Xiaoyao been present, he would surely have found it amusing.
The Foreign Realm side was none other than Li Jiuming, Pu Yao, Jin Zhan, and the rest of the ten great Heavenly King-level prodigies.
These two groups had, as it happened, run straight into each other.