Ascension of The Unholy Immortal-Chapter 294: Everlasting Primordial Scroll

The Primordial Runic Ancestor nodded, his ancient eyes gleaming with a knowing light. "Indeed, my blood carries the essence of creation itself, the very foundation of all existence. A single drop, imbued with my will, can manifest into a rune of unimaginable power."

"The chaos rune is but a mere glimpse into the realm of possibilities," the Ancestor continued, as if reading Liang’s thoughts. "True runic power lies within the depths of one’s understanding and mastery of the primordial runes."

"Primordial runes?" Liang echoed, his voice colored with curiosity.

The Ancestor’s gaze seemed to pierce through the fabric of reality itself. "The primordial runes are the building blocks of the universe, the first language spoken by creation itself. They hold the secrets to manipulating reality, bending the laws of the primordial beginning, and even transcending the boundaries of life and death."

Although the Primordial Runic Ancestor’s words seemed otherworldly and almost nonsensical, Liang found it impossible to dismiss him entirely.

There was a certain undeniable gravity in his tone, a truth that resonated with something deep within Liang’s soul.

"Now, let’s see what’s so special about you that even I can’t decipher through your fate," the Ancestor’s words echoed in Liang’s mind, their resonance seeping into his very soul. The Ancestor’s gaze deepened to unfathomable abysses, like twin universes probing Liang’s essence.

Moments later, surprise flickered across the Ancestor’s face. His brows knitted together as he murmured, "Universe Mirror?"

Liang’s heart pounded wildly at the words, a cold dread seizing him. Instinctively, he took a wary step back, summoning all his energy to activate the Chaos Shift. His face grew ashen as he realized he was trapped; escape was futile.

The Primordial Runic Ancestor, however, appeared indifferent to Liang’s futile attempt to flee. He calmly retracted his profound gaze, his eyes returning to their usual form. "It seems like it’s fate."

With a swift motion of his hand through the air, the runic scroll materialized once more.

Another wave sent the scroll unraveling, releasing an unending stream of primordial runes that filled the atmosphere, causing the entire realm to tremble.

The aura emanating from the Primordial Runic Ancestor now was even more powerful and majestic than anything he displayed while battling the Heaven Eye.

Suddenly, the runes swirled around Liang in a mesmerizing dance. He stood paralyzed, unable to summon even a spark of his energy. The runes bore into his very being, infiltrating his body, reaching deep into his soul and bloodline, binding him completely.

Liang’s entire essence felt like it was being rewritten, forcibly rewritten by the incomprehensible power. Pain and enlightenment juxtaposed, his soul wrenched yet elevated simultaneously.

"These runes will cleanse your soul," declared the Ancestor, his voice as firm as ancient stone, yet oddly nurturing. "You’ll come to understand... in time."

The process dragged on for a grueling ten minutes, during which the scroll unleashed all kinds of primordial runes into Liang’s body. Even as his body trembled from the sheer power flowing into him, an aura of primordial energy seemed to weave itself into the very fabric of his being.

As the final rune sunk into his skin, the process ceased. Liang collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, his breath ragged and heavy. Summoning the last vestiges of his strength, Liang closed his eyes and turned his focus inward, seeking to assess the changes wrought by the arcane ritual.

Instantly, a profound shift registered within him. His expression transformed from one of weariness to astonishment. Everything felt different: his soul, his bloodline, and even the runes that now seemed to pulse with a primordial energy.

Despite the overwhelming changes, they didn’t seem malevolent. On the contrary, Liang could sense that he had undergone a significant transformation—an ascension of sorts. He felt as though he had been reborn, imbued with a potential that had not been there before. The specifics of these changes, however, remained veiled in mystery, and this was not the moment to decipher them.

Confusion marred his features as he looked up at the Primordial Runic Ancestor, but words of thanks did not come. Instead, he was engulfed in bewilderment and curiosity.

"That looks more fitting," the Primordial Runic Ancestor nodded in approval, his eyes scanning Liang once again with a thoughtful gaze. "You are probably confused, but believe me, all will be revealed in time." His demeanor suddenly grew serious as he continued, "I have also cleansed your soul and bloodline of the Infernal Void Serpent’s mark. That old entity will no longer be able to spy on you. Your karmic fate is no longer intertwined with his."

Karmic fate? Liang’s eyes flickered with a mix of relief and trepidation. He asked cautiously, "Wouldn’t he sense that too?"

The burden of his encounter with the Infernal Void Emperor weighed heavily on his heart from the moment they met. The implications were immense. The Primordial Runic Ancestor’s assurance brought a layer of comfort, but also opened up a labyrinth of questions.

Although the Infernal Void Emperor only required him to deliver a message, he understood the gravity of the task. Doing so would inevitably set him against the formidable being who had imprisoned the Infernal Void Emperor—an entity with such an elevated level of cultivation that they could see through fate and karma itself. It would be a trivial matter for them to discern his connection to the Infernal Void Emperor.

The thought had crossed his mind more than once to abandon his bloodline entirely, which was one reason he had refrained from practicing any bloodline cultivation techniques thus far. The risk was simply too great.

The Primordial Runic Ancestor gazed down his eyes filled with melancholy.

"You possess the Universe Mirror, a rarity that transcends time and space itself," the Ancestor explained. "Few could even dream of its power, let alone harness it."

Liang’s mind spiraled with questions, but speech eluded him. The Ancestor raised his hand, and all sound ceased; tranquility prevailed.

"It’s crucial you comprehend this: with great power comes great peril. Each step you take will ripple through the fabric of reality. Be cautious, but be daring."

Liang wasn’t entirely sure why the Primordial Runic Ancestor had chosen to assist him, but for the first time in hundreds of years, he felt a sense of gratitude toward someone. The Ancestor, despite knowing about the Universe Mirror, harbored no malice toward him. This confounded yet comforted him. This was a mystery Liang urgently wanted to solve.

"Senior, since you know about the Universe Mirror, why..."

"Why didn’t I take it by force?" the Primordial Runic Ancestor interjected with a chuckle, pointing toward the ornate scroll in his hand. "I already have my own Primordial Emergence Artifact."

Liang’s eyes widened with astonishment as he examined the scroll. Although he had suspected it was a powerful artifact, the revelation that it was a Primordial Emergence Artifact left him speechless. What followed next disturbed him even more.

"Besides, the mirror’s Primordial Essence has already been seized," the Ancestor said, scrutinizing Liang with penetrating eyes. "Without its essence, its power isn’t much different from a sacred artifact."

The words struck Liang like a physical blow. His heart sank. He had long suspected that the Universe Mirror’s power description didn’t align with his experiences. His initial assumption was that his lower cultivation level was the cause, but now it seemed the reality was far more disheartening.

"Even if the mirror regained its power, I wouldn’t give it another look," scoffed the Primordial Runic Ancestor with a hint of disdain in his voice. He ran his fingers reverently over the ancient scroll that he held with pride. "It took me one hundred million years to finish the Everlasting Primordial Scroll. Even at the Universe Mirror’s peak, it could never compare."

Liang’s mouth twitched involuntarily at the Ancestor’s boastful claim. His mind raced with skepticism. The Universe Mirror was renowned, one of the manifestations of the Universe Great Law, touching all infinite domains. How could the Everlasting Primordial Scroll, powerful as it might be, rival such a force? What kind of law could it possibly be manifested from to hold such power?

***

Near the edge of the Common Road Realm, within a hidden dimension shrouded in darkness, the Infernal Void Emperor opened his eyes. He stared intently into the void, his once calm demeanor quickly darkening. He could sense a sudden, inexplicable loss; his connection with Liang—be it through bloodline or soul—had been severed.

Even Liang’s life signature, had vanished completely.

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Letting out a heavy sigh, the Infernal Void Emperor’s shoulders sagged momentarily under the weight of understanding. There was only one explanation for this disconnection—Liang was dead.

As if a weight had been lifted, a subtle smile began to emerge upon his lips, his aura gradually regaining its customary tranquility.

"A skilled fisherman, would never confine himself to the limitations of a single fishing rod."

Closing his eyes, he muttered, "One rod is lost, and only five remain. Fate unfolds in ways both foreseen and unforeseen. Now, I can only wait to see which rod will catch the biggest fish."