Perfect World: Dream of the Immortal Era

As the final sliver of space closed, Wang Heng thought he saw a dazzling light, sweeping over the heavens like a vast ocean, suppressing the darkness.

The coldness within his spirit body dissipated, replaced by a touch of warmth, as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

"An illusion?"

These words emerged in his mind before he lost consciousness.

From the outbreak of the dark curse to the separation of his spirit, Wang Heng had endured long enough, his essence nearly depleted. For a cultivator at the Dao-seeking realm, this was an unparalleled achievement.

"Extinguish!"

A grand voice resounded, echoing through the world, causing the void to tremble as the rules of the great path became chaotic.

Unfortunately, Wang Heng couldn't hear it; the depletion of his essence was too severe, plunging him into a deep sleep.

As the voice rang out, a golden light intercepted the dark symbols surging towards his spirit, each contending fiercely in the void, neither yielding.

The curse cast by the otherworldly forces was indeed bizarre, growing stronger against power and weaker against weakness. Yet it had its limits; after the earlier consumption by the sword embryo's inheritance, the black symbols now struggled to hold dominance in the face of the power of an Immortal King.

The curse, inherently foreign to this world, met natural suppression from the great cosmos when unleashed in the Primordial Ancient World.

Of course, the power and intensity of the curse also relate to its dosage. Almost all of the curse's might has been borne by the Wang Family's Immortal King, who has shouldered nearly all the pressure.

However, for any being below the rank of an Immortal King, even the slightest taint of such a curse means inevitable death.

“Rumble!”

The heavens and earth darkened, the void seemed to solidify, and the terrifying aura belonging to the Immortal King swept across sky and earth, quieting the chaotic Wang family in an instant.

Sun Yang's departure confirmed the collapse of the Wang family, causing turmoil within the Immortal Mansion. Some acted with caution, while others, unable to resist the lure, brazenly sought the Immortal Mansion's treasures.

Among them, numerous True Immortals participated. Having learned of the annihilation of the Wang family's branch and the impending fall of the Chaos Immortal Vine, as well as having witnessed Sun Yang's betrayal, they set aside their former reverence and fear, rampaging through the Immortal Mansion.

Originally, all important areas were guarded by Immortal King-level barriers, inaccessible to True Immortals. However, these places had been deliberately opened, granting unhindered access, a temptation aplenty for the bold.

Once inside, the treasure-laden Immortal King's residence was a dazzling sight, enough to make even a True Immortal reluctant to leave.

Yet, amidst their exultant pirate-like pilfering, none anticipated the Immortal King's rapid arrival.

In an instant, panic spread through these beings, prompting a frenzied escape.

Alas, it was too late.

A massive golden hand emerged, catching and pulling back the True Immortal lights escaping from the Immortal Mansion, casually tossing them into a cage as if they were mere chicks.

Next, the skies were ablaze with golden light. On closer inspection, it revealed an ancient war chariot crafted from the Zodiacal Immortal Gold, radiating the fierce aura of an Immortal King, enveloping the entire Wang Family Immortal Mansion.

Within the cage, the True Immortals, along with other beings inside the Mansion, all gazed skyward, their hearts trembling involuntarily.

They recognized the newcomer as an infamous Immortal King from the Ancient Realm, someone who validated his path through Immortal Gold, a figure that has awed the ancient and modern alike.

The Zodiacal Immortal Gold Chariot was his signature vehicle, accompanied by the Celestial Golden Bull that pulled it.

Ordinary people could hardly imagine having a Celestial being pull a chariot for them—that kind of prestige demanded nothing less than awe and reverence, prostrating themselves fully.

"Am I too late?"

From within the Zodiacal Immortal Gold Chariot, an old Daoist with golden hair and beard let out a sigh.

Standing atop the chariot was a familiar figure, Wang Mian, who had journeyed beyond the realm to seek out the Immortal King.

Assisted by the golden calf gifted by the Immortal Vine, he successfully found the Golden Daoist in seclusion, persuading him to intervene. Just in the nick of time, they returned to the Wang Family estate, saving Wang Heng and swiftly regaining control of the turmoil within the Wang family.

Moreover, the Golden Daoist had used other tokens to summon corresponding Immortal Kings to gather at the Wang residence.

“Immortal Vine Elder!”

Wang Mian cried mournfully upon seeing the already departed Immortal Vine.

It had died completely, beyond resurrection even by the hand of an Immortal King.

“Apologies, I arrived late and couldn’t prevent this tragedy.” The Golden Daoist, seated cross-legged within his chariot, sighed.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mian restrained his sorrow, responding with humility, “Immortal King, you speak too gravely. It was thanks to your timely intervention that the young master was saved, and the chaos within the Wang family was halted.”

“I recall there was a quasi-Immortal King named Sun Yang in the Wang family, why is he nowhere to be seen?” the Golden Daoist asked, puzzled.

With great power, he then restored the scenes of what had transpired here, impressions carved in the eternal flow of time, indelible.

Wang Mian paused slightly, witnessing the confrontation between Sun Yang and the Immortal Vine, as well as the moment when Sun Yang opened key locations within the Wang family’s estate before defecting.

“Sun Yang has betrayed us?”

The Golden Daoist frowned slightly.

“Since he is a traitor, then Wang, my friend, you should capture him,” he said.

Golden beams of light shot terrifyingly from his eyes, the aura of insurmountable majesty radiating from his entire being.

Just as the Golden Daoist was about to capture Sun Yang, his hand halted in midair.

"What is it, my lord?"

The Golden Daoist, his face solemn and deep in thought, replied, "He was taken by an Immortal King. Only an Immortal King can erase traces so completely."

"What?"

Wang Mian was shocked. Could Sun Yang have been taken by an Immortal King? Had there been an alliance between them all along?

How could that be?

He shook his head. If there had been a prior alliance, it wouldn't have escaped the eyes of the Immortal King of the Wang family. There must be other undisclosed reasons.

Suddenly, a loud avian cry pierced the sky, accompanied by endless crimson flames. A True Phoenix, massive enough to block out the sun, swiftly flew in, descending upon the Wang family's celestial abode.

From another direction, immensely powerful beings were approaching. Even before their true arrival, a suffocating pressure loomed over everything.

Before Wang Mian could react, four majestic figures emerged from the chaotic mystical land.

They were shrouded in the thick glow of chaos, the aura of the Immortal Kings spreading out, intimidating the entire celestial estate and the lands beyond the Wang family's celestial abode.

Including the Golden Daoist, a total of five Immortal Kings had gathered here. Under such circumstances, no living being dared to provoke or cause disorder; doing so would be akin to seeking death.