Ascension of The Unholy Immortal-Chapter 374: Nether Sovereign Palace

The shocking news of the Heaven End Pavilion’s destruction spread through the lower domain like wildfire, leaving countless forces in a state of stunned disbelief. This once-mighty power line, led by the formidable Shadow Exalt and boasting a legion of skilled experts, had vanished seemingly overnight.

The suddenness and brutality of the event sent shockwaves through the entire region, creating an atmosphere of palpable tension and uncertainty.

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Rumors and speculations ran rampant as various factions scrambled to uncover the truth behind the pavilion’s demise.

Some embarked on extensive investigations, determined to identify the perpetrators and their motives. Others, fearing a similar fate, focused on bolstering their defenses, reinforcing their headquarters with powerful protective formations and increasing security measures.

Years turned into a slow, agonizing procession, yet the tension and unrest persisted. The identity of those responsible for the Heaven End Pavilion’s destruction remained an enigma, shrouded in mystery and whispered rumors between only Void Return Realm experts. The lack of answers only served to deepen the anxiety and mistrust that had permeated the lower domain.

As time marched forward, the collective memory of the event began to fade. The relentless passage of time, coupled with the unforgiving nature of the cultivation world, gradually pushed the incident to the back of people’s minds. The world moved on, consumed by new challenges and power struggles, and the once-unthinkable destruction of the Heaven End Pavilion became a distant, almost forgotten tale.

Heaven Fortune Domain.

Deep within the Heavenly Yin Cliff, an area only known for a select few for its serene beauty and potent spiritual energy, two figures sat opposite each other. A jade table, polished to a mirror sheen, lay between them, laden with a feast fit for emperors. Dishes crafted from mythical beasts and flora unknown to the outside world emitted tantalizing aromas, while crystal carafes held wines aged for millennia, their surfaces shimmering with an otherworldly glow.

One of the figures, Kai, spoke with a hint of bewilderment, "It seems like the world has already moved on, their attention consumed by some new spectacle. The destruction of the Heaven End Pavilion, once a topic of endless speculation and dread, is fading into obscurity."

Across from him, Revenant Sia, her features ageless and serene, gracefully brought a cup of million-year-old wine to her lips, a knowing smile gracing her lips.

"Such is the nature of the cultivation world," she said, her voice carrying the weight of eons. "Change is the only constant, and even the most earth-shattering events eventually become mere whispers in the grand tapestry of time."

Kai, his brow furrowed in thought, countered, "While I understand the transient nature of events, the annihilation of a force as formidable as the Heaven End Pavilion is no small matter. Such occurrences are rare, even across millennia, are they not?"

Revenant Sia nodded, her gaze distant, as if peering through the veil of time itself. "Indeed, such upheavals are infrequent, even across ten million years. The very foundations of the cultivation world tremble when an establishment like the Heaven End Pavilion crumbles."

"From what I gathered," Kai said with a chilling certainty, "The blame for this catastrophe lies squarely at the feet of the All Things Pavilion. Their insidious machinations are the root cause of this tragedy."

Revenant Sia eyes flickering with an unreadable emotion, cast a sideways glance at Kai. "Shadow Exelt, the leader of the Heaven End Pavilion, was no fool. He was perceptive, astute, and aware of the inherent risks involved. Yet, he chose to proceed, driven by his own ambitions. The consequences, however unfortunate, were ultimately his to bear."

Kai frowned, absorbing Revenant Sia’s words. "So, greed blinded him to the danger, leading to his downfall?"

"While greed may have played a part," Revenant Sia countered with calm and measured tone, "it’s important to remember that none of us, not even those with the clearest foresight, could have predicted such a catastrophic outcome. To place the entirety of the blame on Shadow Exelt would be a misjudgment."

Kai’s eyes narrowed, sensing a deeper layer to her words. It was clear that Revenant Sia possessed knowledge, information that remained hidden from the world’s prying eyes. "Who orchestrated this? Who possesses the power and the audacity to orchestrate the downfall of the mighty Heaven End Pavilion?"

A pregnant silence descended upon them, the air thick with unspoken words. Revenant Sia indifferent eyes met Kai’s intense stare. "Knowledge, can be a double-edged sword. Are you certain you are ready to bear the weight of such a revelation?"

Kai’s mind raced, weighing the potential consequences of his next words. Ignorance, he knew, could offer a certain blissful oblivion. But in this instance, he was drawn to the truth, no matter how unsettling it might be. With a resolute nod, he affirmed, "Yes, I am ready. Tell me, who is responsible?"

Revenant Sia held his gaze for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, with a sigh her voice barely a whisper, "The one you seek... is not someone you would suspect. They operate from the shadows, their influence subtle yet pervasive."

Kai leaned forward, his anticipation growing.

"The one responsible for the Heaven End Pavilion’s demise is a very ancient force older then any other in the domain ... It’s called Nether Sovereign Palace."

***

In a remote corner of the Common Realm Road, nestled amongst a cluster of dying stars, a small group of figures sat in quiet meditation, their faces etched with exhaustion and grief.

The figures opened their eyes in unison, their gazes drawn to the newcomer who had just arrived. A collective sigh of relief swept through the group as they recognized her.

"How are you now, seniors?" The woman’s voice was gentle, tinged with concern.

The group rose to their feet, their movements still stiff with injury, but their expressions brightened with gratitude.

"Much better because of you, Young Miss," one of the men replied, his voice raspy. He was an older man with a stern face.

"Indeed, if not for you, all of us would have died with the Astral King," another added. This was a middle-aged woman with piercing eyes and a lithe build. Vermilion Blade Lian, her crimson sword now sheathed, still bore traces of dried blood on her armor.

A third voice, weak but sincere, chimed in, "Sigh... Heaven doesn’t seal all paths. Esteemed Miss, your path was our life path."

The woman waved her hand dismissively, a warm smile gracing her lips. "I merely did what I thought was right. Just that."

The old man shook his head, his eyes filled with respect. "Anyone in your place wouldn’t have necessarily done something like that, Young Miss. The risks you took..."

She chuckled softly. "Let’s just say it’s the will of Heaven that I was passing by while this tragedy was unfolding."