Heaven’s Devourer Chapter 1222
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Just as Wu Yu devoured the Great Ancient Ink Realm's martial cultivator, news came in from his real body in the Ancient Soul Tower.
In the Ancient Soul Tower, the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor suddenly appeared. He stood before Wu Yu, hands clasped behind his back. He said, "I know that your avatar must want to go to other worlds, and is desperately trying to get stronger. You want to return to the Jambu Realm to get back your real body."
"And so.
"I advise you to give up on your futile task. Because I have already brought you to the Pu Yuan Sky Palace in the 8,000 Sky Palaces. Your avatar, which cannot even reach the sky palaces, hells, or the Demon Immortal Realm, cannot possibly reach this place. And even if you do, the Pu Yuan Sky Palace is full of immortals everywhere. You cannot possibly find me."
The Ancient Emperor chuckled.
He shook his head irritably. "In truth, I was afraid that you would do something crazy and complicate things for me. Therefore, I made the preemptive step of coming to the Pu Yuan Sky Palace to avoid your retribution. After all, I am about to execute the Immortal Art: Immortal Fusing Body Seizing. I cannot afford to be disturbed by you. This is not because I'm afraid of you."
In order to avoid Wu Yu's avatar, which would have returned to the Jambu Realm for revenge after a mad devouring spree, he had decided to come to the Pu Yuan Sky Palace in the sky palaces!
This was indeed a huge blow to the Heaven Devouring Avatar, which was currently digesting the martial cultivator.
He had still thought to quickly devour and win back his body.
But the Ancient Emperor had gone on to the Pu Yuan Sky Palace already. What could he do?
Could he charge into the sky palaces now? Firstly, he did not even know how to get to the 8,000 Sky Palaces. His current body was neither human nor demon. It could not fly there, even though he was a superhuman.
And even if he reached that place and found the Pu Yuan Sky Palace, the sky palace was definitely huge. With so many immortals around, Wu Yu would have to find the real body hidden in the Ancient Soul Tower. He could not do it without knowing his location.
And so, checkmate.
He could not possibly get his body back.
Unless Wu Yu's real body could resist his Immortal Art: Immortal Fusing Body Seizing.
Unless he had no other choice, Wu Yu naturally did not want to give up his real body.
The Heaven Devouring Avatar was definitely very powerful, but without his real body, Wu Yu did not know if he could control his impulses to devour and procreate.
Although the martial cultivator had been the one who made the first move, Wu Yu had immediately killed and devoured him without hesitation.
Over at the Pu Yuan Sky Palace, in the Ancient Soul Tower, the Ancient Emperor was extremely anxious.
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After Wu Yu's avatar had escaped, the Ancient Emperor had very quickly thought things through and left the Jambu Realm for the Pu Yuan Sky Palace.
As he reached the Pu Yuan Sky Palace, he immediately hid, going into the Ancient Soul Tower just like Wu Yu entered the Floating Dreams Pagoda.
On the first floor of the Ancient Soul Tower, he had found Wu Yu. After killing the hopes of the avatar, he began to exact changes within the Ancient Soul Tower.
Under his control, the nine levels of the Ancient Soul Tower began to merge into one. Finally, there was just one big world, with an endless, black vortex under Wu Yu's feet. He could not see the end of this vortex, and the position under his feet was the center of the vortex. It was the region from which darkness originated.
And above his head, there was another vortex. This one was golden, and also centered above him, with no visible end to it.
These two cores were facing each other.
And the entire world in the Ancient Soul Tower was revolving around the cores, spinning intensely.
The entire world was spinning.
Wu Yu's real body was only at the Dao Querying Realm, and had not even passed a single dao calamity.
As for the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor, he was not the lowest level immortal. Wu Yu had not even been able to hurt him with the combined strength of eight demon immortals.
Wu Yu did not know what the cultivation levels of immortals were like.
But the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor was definitely much stronger than those who had just reached immortalhood. And with that cultivation level, he could control Wu Yu's real body with ease.
At this time, Wu Yu pulled out the Jambu Sky Pillar and all the best seraphic dao treasures he had.
"They're all my things. You dare to fight me with them?" The Ancient Emperor scoffed. He gestured with his hand, and Wu Yu found that he could not move at all within the Ancient Soul Tower. Even the Saintly Dragon Golden Robe on his body could not be controlled. Instead, it restricted him, making him unable to move.
Perhaps all of this was also within the Ancient Emperor's calculations. Wu Yu realized that all of his riches had indeed been given to him by the Ancient Emperor.
Perhaps since the Imperial Descent and the Imperial Insignia, he had begun the long game of trapping Wu Yu.
It was indeed unrealistic to go up against him.
He was much scarier than Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian.
Not just the disparity in power between the Ancient Emperor and Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian, but the disparity between them and Wu Yu during their respective encounters. The Ancient Emperor was far more powerful than Wu Yu now.
As a result, the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor could easily control Wu Yu's body now. He threw him down into the black vortex. Forget the Somersault Cloud - he could not even move, let alone speak.
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As for the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor, he was still smiling, but there was a wild pleasure in his eyes. He flew up towards the middle of the golden vortex.
When Wu Yu's body landed in the center of the black vortex, the Ancient Emperor reached the center of the golden vortex, looking down at Wu Yu from high above.
In the center of the vortex, Wu Yu was completely swallowed up by the darkness. The overwhelming energy swamped him. It seemed like many immortals or ghostly immortals were hidden within. They were calling out or crying, and affecting his mental state.
"The fact that such an elite immortal's legacy appeared in the Jambu Realm was my greatest piece of luck.
"Since you appeared in my world, how could I possibly let you grow up uninterrupted? In this life, I might be above all in the Jambu Realm, but I'm nothing much in the sky palaces. And now, the chance to change my destiny and be reborn has come. I must thank you, Wu Yu. You have given me such a wondrous transformation.
"Of course, you can only be considered unlucky. In my world, I am omniscient. You have no way to contend with an immortal. From the start, you were unable to escape me. In fact, it could even be said that it was I who painstakingly reared you until today. Without me, you would not be at your current cultivation level.
"Therefore, Wu Yu, you need to repay me. You need to return my benevolence. Today, you retire successfully. In the future, your name will echo in the 8,000 Sky Palaces, and you will be proud of all that was done. Of course, perhaps you will not be able to feel it at that time. Because your avatar is a menace and a threat. It is a curse. It will not live for much longer."
The more the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor raved, the more agitated he got. Today was just too monumental for him.
Wu Yu was coldly looking at him from below.
"What are you afraid of, Wu Yu?" Ming Long asked him.
"What do you mean?"
"There's actually nothing to be afraid of, right? Getting such a good legacy, your body will naturally respond to it. You could not possibly not use it, right? You're already luckier than me. I died in battle at the time, but I did not have the strength you do now. I did not die at the hands of an immortal either," Ming Long lamented.
Wu Yu said, "Not the same. I won't die."
"How are you so sure?"
"I'm not afraid of him."
"Not being afraid means you can't die?"
"I believe."
"What belief?"
"The belief that he can't kill me."
"Oh, alright. Best not speak of these things that cannot possibly exist. You still don't seem to get it. An immortal who has spent so long preparing for this day, and has played you like a puppet from the start - he can't possibly fail."
Wu Yu's eyes were cold and hard.
He knew the logic of what Ming Long had said.
But he was not afraid. This was the will that the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal had given him.
Never submit!
Never surrender!
Unyielding and defiant! Unable to be killed or vanquished! No rest until death!
To choose rebellion, to wreak havoc!
Even if the Yan Huang Ancient Emperor was more or less synonymous with death, Wu Yu still did not fear him.
Immortal Art: Immortal Fusing Body Seizing?
Come on, then!
He was ready.
Of course, the Ancient Emperor was also ready.
He was laughing without reserve, and even talking to himself.
Perhaps in the larger view of immortals, he felt slighted, caged, and dissatisfied.
He had even said that Immortal Su Sang of the Su Yu Sky Palace had looked down on him.
All of this was festering resentment in his heart. Therefore, when he had seen Wu Yu, who could change his destiny, he was very excited.
"Immortal Fusing. The fusing of you and I, mind and Primordial Spirit, into one.
"Body Seizing. I devour you.
"And then I will control all of you, including your memories, your mystiques, and your legacy. The Ruyi Jingu Bang has acknowledged you, which means that it will acknowledge me.
"Finally, an era that belongs to me will begin, even as yours ends.”
Accompanying these words, the two huge vortexes began to move.
The black vortex carried Wu Yu upwards.
The golden vortex brought the Ancient Emperor downwards.
Even though they were very far apart, they soon would meet in the middle.
This was the process of the Immortal Art: Immortal Fusing Body Seizing.
As the two vortexes pushed them towards each other, gold and black lightning began to crackle in the middle, snaking out towards both of them. And then they collided in mid-air.
The two types of lightning flew everywhere, thundering loudly.
There was as much black lightning outside as there was inside Wu Yu's body. And all of this was caused by the "Yu" character on his forehead.
It was the Immortal Fusing Seed.
The Ancient Emperor's most important setup, which he had been unable to remove.
The Immortal Fusing Seed split into black lightning that enveloped his entire body, numbing it. It even sought out his Primordial Spirit, which was also turning numb. All of this pressure was to ensure the smooth invasion of the Ancient Emperor.
His body was already being controlled.
What should Wu Yu do?
He knew that shouting and flailing would do him no good.
And so he was silent.
But he could only think of two things to do.
The first was to chant the scriptures of the Invincible Vajra Body and the Vairocana Vajra Buddha Body. As he did, he could stay alert through the incredible pain that it would bring him.
The second was to use Visualizing the Inner Ape.
And that was all.
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