Immortal Emperor Clan

CHAPTER 6 “The Eye Inside the Darkness”

Night swallowed the Eternal Gu Clan beneath endless thunderclouds twisting across the heavens like ancient dragons drowning within black storms.

Cold winds howled through the floating mountains while distant lightning illuminated countless sacred palaces hanging above the abyssal skies.

Yet far beneath the glory of the immortal clan, deeper than ordinary disciples even knew existed, darkness ruled silently beneath ancient stone.

The Ancient Heavenly Prison rested below the clan foundations like a buried scar hidden beneath divine splendor.

No moonlight reached this forbidden place.

No warmth survived here for long.

Massive black gates forged from Nether Iron stood before endless underground corridors filled with ancient suppression formations glowing crimson against the darkness.

Chains thicker than tree trunks stretched across the prison walls while spiritual talismans burned continuously to suppress imprisoned horrors hidden below.

The air smelled of blood, rust, mold, and ancient death lingering for thousands of years without fading completely.

Low growls echoed from distant prison chambers while tortured spiritual energy drifted through the underground halls like wandering ghosts.

Some prison cells contained fallen immortal cultivators.

Others held things far worse than humans.

Mo Xue walked silently through the forbidden corridors.

Her black robes blended naturally with the shadows while soft footsteps echoed faintly beneath the ancient stone ceiling.

The crimson prison flames illuminated parts of her pale face before darkness swallowed her once more.

Cold violet eyes remained steady without the slightest hesitation despite the horrifying aura leaking from nearby prison chambers.

The silver chains wrapped around her wrists clinked softly whenever she moved.

Yet strangely, the chains were not restraints.

They were weapons.

Ancient Spirit Lock Chains.

A Mid Heaven-grade assassin artifact capable of sealing enemy meridians upon contact.

Poisonous black spiritual mist lingered faintly around the chain edges while hidden inscriptions glowed beneath the metal surface.

Mo Xue had personally killed three Core Formation assassins using those chains before entering the Gu Clan years ago.

To most clan disciples, she merely appeared as a quiet outer disciple working within archive halls.

No one suspected the truth hidden beneath her calm mask.

She was never loyal to the Gu Clan.

She belonged elsewhere.

Further ahead, two prison guards stood beside a sealed bronze gate covered in heavenly suppression runes.

Both guards possessed Nascent Soul Realm cultivation while carrying Spirit Flame Halberds capable of suppressing demonic creatures.

Their expressions remained alert despite exhaustion visible beneath their eyes.

Ever since the dimensional crack appeared above the observatory, the entire prison had become unstable.

Strange sounds echoed from beneath the underground chambers now.

Whispers.

Growling.

Laughter.

The guards hated this place already.

Tonight only made it worse.

One guard rubbed his arms nervously.

“Tsk…”

“This prison feels disgusting tonight.”

“Hm.”

“I swear those damn prisoners keep laughing after every thunder strike above.”

The second guard spat onto the floor uneasily.

“Fuck this assignment.”

“Once my rotation ends, I’m transferring back to the beast valleys.”

“At least spirit wolves don’t whisper your name while you sleep.”

Suddenly—

A soft female voice echoed behind them.

“You won’t need to worry about transfer anymore.”

The guards turned instantly.

Too late.

CLANG—!

Silver chains shot through the darkness like venomous serpents.

The Spirit Lock Chains wrapped around both guards’ necks instantly before violently tightening.

“UGHH—!”

Their eyes widened in horror while spiritual Qi circulation froze completely.

Black poison spread across their skin while their bodies collapsed helplessly against the prison walls.

Mo Xue stepped forward calmly.

Not rushed.

Not emotional.

Cold.

Efficient.

One guard tried reaching toward his halberd desperately.

“W-who… the hell…”

CRACK—!

The chains snapped his neck before the sentence finished completely.

The second guard trembled violently while blood escaped from his lips.

“Traitor…” he whispered weakly.

Mo Xue crouched beside him slowly.

For a brief moment, sadness flickered faintly across her eyes.

Very faintly.

Then it vanished.

“This clan was doomed long before I entered it.”

The chains tightened once more.

Silence returned immediately afterward.

Only distant thunder continued rumbling through the underground halls.

Mo Xue slowly approached the sealed bronze gate.

Ancient suppression runes burned brightly across its surface while enormous heavenly chains locked the chamber from all sides.

Inside this prison rested the most dangerous captives beneath the Eternal Gu Clan.

Chaos cultists.

Followers of forbidden ancient entities worshipped during the Primordial Era.

Madmen who believed the destruction of worlds represented sacred salvation rather than catastrophe.

Even ordinary demonic sects considered them insane.

Mo Xue pressed her hand against the gate slowly.

Black symbols appeared beneath her skin while hidden demonic Qi circulated through the ancient lock formations.

CLICK.

The heavenly chains loosened gradually.

The bronze gate creaked open.

A horrifying smell escaped instantly.

Rot.

Blood.

Decay.

And something far older than death itself.

Inside the prison chamber, countless chains hung from the ceiling while several skeletal figures remained bound against black stone pillars covered in suppression talismans.

Their flesh appeared partially rotten while strange black symbols crawled endlessly across exposed skin like living insects.

Some prisoners muttered prayers beneath cracked lips.

Others laughed softly toward the darkness.

Then one figure slowly raised its head.

An old man.

Or something that once resembled one.

His eyes glowed dark crimson while jagged black veins spread across his face.

Half his body had already fused directly into the prison wall through ancient spiritual corruption.

Yet despite his horrifying appearance, immense pressure still lingered around him.

Saint Realm pressure.

Mo Xue lowered her head slightly.

“Revered Elder.”

The old cultist smiled slowly.

Broken teeth reflected beneath the prison flames.

“You came.”

His voice sounded dry and ancient like corpses whispering beneath graves.

Mo Xue stepped closer carefully.

“The gate has begun awakening.”

“The Gu Clan discovered the Taigu Mieshi Realm.”

The old cultist suddenly laughed.

A horrible laugh.

Weak… yet fanatical.

“Hahahaha…”

“So destiny finally turns once again…”

“The heavens truly abandoned these fools.”

The surrounding imprisoned cultists began growling excitedly after hearing her words.

“The gate awakens…”

“The Sovereign returns…”

“Blood… death… conquest…”

One prisoner suddenly slammed his head repeatedly against the wall while laughing hysterically.

Another bit directly into his own arm until blood covered the floor.

Mo Xue remained expressionless outwardly.

Yet her fingers tightened slightly beneath her sleeves.

Even she found these cultists unsettling sometimes.

The old prisoner slowly leaned forward against his chains.

“Tell me…”

“Did the boy awaken?”

Gu Tian’s image surfaced within Mo Xue’s thoughts instantly.

His calm eyes.

His terrifying aura.

The strange ancient pressure surrounding him.

“Yes.”

The old cultist’s smile widened unnaturally.

“Hmmm…”

“So the final key truly exists.”

Mo Xue frowned faintly.

“You still haven’t explained the truth.”

“What exactly destroyed the Taigu Mieshi Realm?”

For the first time, silence spread across the prison chamber.

Even the mad cultists stopped laughing briefly.

The old prisoner slowly lifted his gaze toward the darkness above.

Fear appeared inside his crimson eyes.

Real fear.

“The Chaos Sovereign.”

Thunder exploded violently above the underground prison.

BOOOOM—!!!

The old cultist continued speaking softly.

“Before ancient heavens divided the multiverse…”

“There existed one ruler above countless worlds.”

“A being capable of devouring heavenly laws themselves.”

His voice trembled faintly now.

“Worlds fell merely because it awakened.”

“Immortal armies burned.”

“Gods were slaughtered.”

“Entire civilizations vanished beneath chaos storms.”

Several nearby cultists began whispering prayers nervously.

“The Sovereign walks again…”

“The black throne returns…”

“Holi shit… the prophecy…”

Mo Xue narrowed her eyes carefully.

“And this being destroyed the Taigu Mieshi Realm?”

The old prisoner nodded slowly.

“No.”

His answer made the prison colder instantly.

“It ruled it.”

Silence swallowed the chamber again.

Mo Xue’s breathing slowed slightly.

Even her cold composure cracked for a moment.

Ruled it?

Then what exactly was Gu Tian connected to?

Before she could ask further—

BOOOOOOM—!!!

The entire underground prison suddenly trembled violently.

Dust fell from the ceiling while distant screams echoed throughout the prison corridors.

Ancient suppression formations flickered chaotically across the walls.

Mo Xue turned sharply.

“What happened?!”

Then she felt it.

An overwhelming aura descending from the heavens above.

Hot.

Violent.

Imperial.

The old cultist suddenly laughed wildly.

“Hahahaha…!”

“The Clan Leader finally drew his weapon…”

Far above the prison—

The skies above the Eternal Gu Clan burned gold.

Gu Shen floated high above the floating mountains while endless emperor flames spiraled around his body like collapsing suns.

The dimensional crack above the observatory continued expanding while black chaos energy flooded across the heavens.

Massive silhouettes moved behind the crack endlessly.

And in Gu Shen’s hand—

A spear appeared.

The Heaven Burning Spear.

An Emperor Weapon forged during the ancient Heavenly Demon Wars using the core flame of a dying sun.

The spear body burned crimson-gold continuously while dragon-shaped flames coiled around its blade.

Ancient emperor inscriptions glowed across the weapon surface while unbearable heat distorted the surrounding skies.

The moment the spear appeared—

Mountains below began melting.

Forests ignited instantly beneath falling embers.

Even distant clouds evaporated from the terrifying heat pressure radiating outward.

Gu Xu stared upward with fierce admiration burning inside his eyes.

“Hah…”

“Now this is a real weapon.”

“That damn spear hasn’t appeared in nearly two hundred years.”

Several elders swallowed nervously.

Because everyone knew the terrifying legends surrounding the Heaven Burning Spear.

One strike from it could burn mountain ranges for thousands of years without extinguishing completely.

Gu Shen slowly pointed the spear toward the dimensional crack.

Golden dragon flames exploded across the heavens while emperor aura crushed downward violently upon the floating islands.

Then he spoke coldly.

“Whatever exists beyond that gate…”

“You will not step into my clan.”

BOOOOOOOOM—!!!

Heaven Burning Spear released endless flames directly toward the skies.

A gigantic spear phantom pierced upward like divine judgment itself.

The dimensional crack trembled violently beneath the attack.

But then—

The crack expanded further.

CRAAAAAAACK—!!!

Space shattered across the heavens.

And slowly…

From the endless darkness beyond the dimensional void…

An ancient black gate began emerging.

The ancient black gate emerged slowly from the endless void while thunder shattered the heavens above the Eternal Gu Clan.

Countless crimson eyes opened across the gate surface, staring silently toward the floating mountains below.

Gu Tian felt cold pressure spread through his soul as fragmented memories flashed inside his mind once more.

Broken worlds burned beneath black skies.

Ancient armies knelt before a throne made of divine bones.

And above them all stood a shadow holding a shattered spear wrapped in chaos flames.

Gu Shen tightened his grip around the Heaven Burning Spear while golden dragon aura exploded across the sky.

Then the giant gate suddenly began opening from within.