Endgame

Rainwater fell like thunderous roars,

Continuously descending upon the earth, filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The Old Dragon stood tall like a pillar between heaven and earth, representing the domain as the master of the forbidden zone, guarding the highest point of the city walls with a breathtaking aura.

Confronting the Old Dragon was an old man holding a mountain and water umbrella, perfectly blocking the howling rain. His eyes narrowed as he stared directly at the Old Dragon in front of him, then suddenly raised his hand and flicked it toward the rain in front of him.

A drop of rain turned into a sea, pressing down heavily like a canopy.

The Old Dragon's body rolled up, mouth wide open, showing no fear of the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor's formidable techniques, swallowing the sea with empty air, sucking it dry, directly confronting this great technique.

"The master of the forbidden zone truly has cunning tactics, planning far ahead!" the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor said in a deep voice.

"The Heavenly Rain Realm can't afford to lose, can't swallow its pride, yet it still comes, who can we blame?" the Old Dragon retorted with a mocking smile, showing no fear.

"Now that the Heavenly Rain Realm has already entered the game, unable to retreat from the karmic connection, being regarded by the Way of Heaven as one with the domain, I see that the Quasi-Emperor might as well join our camp and share the benefits together."

"Benefits?" the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor sneered, "Just not being manipulated by you would be considered lucky, where's the talk of benefits?"

"Heh heh." The Old Dragon Quasi-Emperor chuckled noncommittally, observing the flow of heaven and earth, bearing the endless rain curtain, not eager to fight. The longer the battle dragged on, the greater the benefits to the domain.

The chessboard and pieces were all in place, of course, it was time to end the game.

The rain continued to fall, and the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor holding the mountain and water umbrella lowered it more and more, as if about to collapse, suddenly tilted it, revealing half of his face.

The Red Dress Girl had somehow already stood beside the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor, gently extending her hand and flicking it towards the pouring rain, smiling lightly.

"Reverse."

Time flowed backwards like a traveler, rain poured back into the canopy, clouds peeled away, and the sun emerged.

And likewise, the raindrop that had previously fallen into the Old Dragon's body also reversed.

The Old Dragon's body instantly expanded, about to burst from the pressure of the two Quasi-Emperors' forces, as if it would completely crush its body from the inside out.

"Stop."

A black, sturdy arm rested on the Old Dragon's shoulder, pressing down heavily.

Boom.

Time reversal stopped, and the rainwater was suppressed and sank to the bottom.

This was a test between the master of the forbidden zone and the Quasi-Emperors.

The Old Dragon stared fiercely at the Red Dress Girl, saying in a deep voice,

"Another Time Dao?! You Heavenly Rain Realm really hide them well!"

The Shanshui Quasi-Emperor shook the mountain and water umbrella, shaking his head, "Don't you forbidden zone masters hide quite well too? If you hadn't reflected in time and launched a thorough attack, the Heavenly Rain Realm might really not have been able to escape."

Using the entire domain as bait to lure out the masters of the forbidden zone, their actions were unprecedented.

"Reflect?" The Old Dragon sneered, shouting, "The situation is already doomed, you can't turn the tide!"

It suddenly raised its head, staring directly at the sky, as if in dialogue with the entire domain, shouting loudly,

"Locked up for seventeen thousand years, using my bloodline, spiritual power, cultivation, bones, spinal cord to form the array, nurturing this damned great array, you high and mighty cultivators are truly damned, I have been thinking all the time, wanting to devour your flesh and blood, suck dry your marrow, you damned!"

It roared at the towering sky, as if venting seventeen thousand years of dissatisfaction, then loudly declared, "Now I've finally found a way out, to break through this rotten formation, seek my freedom, walk my own path, and become the highest emperor in all realms, towering above all!"

The sky echoed, seemingly in agreement.

A deafening sound, like the collapse of heavens. Several gigantic heads descended, resembling mountains falling.

Black Sparrow, Purple Turtle, Xuanqi...

Several masters of forbidden zones crossed the sky, responding to the call of the Old Dragon, standing side by side between heaven and earth, shouting, "Break the formation!"

The entire domain started to tremble, layers shattering. The sky revealed towering formations, covering the entire domain with endless divine light.

Simultaneously, a dim light descended from the sky, dispersing spiritual energy wherever it touched, leaving the interface silent.

It was the reckoning of the Way of Heaven!

Shanshui Quasi-Emperor's expression turned grave. He hadn't expected the lords of the twelve forbidden zones to act so swiftly, forcibly breaking through the domain restrictions, dragging a large portion of cultivators from the Heavenly Rain Realm into this confrontation against the reckoning of the Way of Heaven.

"On this day, we break through the limits and return to the highest heaven!" Old Dragon roared angrily, standing alongside other forbidden zone lords, collectively resisting the reckoning of the Way of Heaven, at the cost of the entire domain, using the reckoning to break the formation!

Shanshui Quasi-Emperor couldn't just watch them drag the Heavenly Rain Realm into this, nor let the realm that had merged with the domain shatter. He glanced at the red dress girl beside him and spoke solemnly, "What are the odds?"

"Gazing into the past and future, it's somewhat blurry, as if there's something unmeasurable, something that doesn't belong to the myriad realms."

"Weird." Shanshui Quasi-Emperor murmured, then raised his Shanshui Umbrella and said to the red dress girl, "I can probably hold on for two or three months. Can you find a way to forcibly sever the connection between the Heavenly Rain Realm and the domain during this time?"

"Should be possible. The connection between the Heavenly Rain Realm and the domain isn't deeply rooted yet. By severing the past-to-future link, I should be able to preserve fifty percent of the Heavenly Rain Realm's fortunes and luck."

The red dress girl looked serious; preserving fifty percent of the realm's fortunes and luck was already an excellent outcome.

"Good, then I'll go." Shanshui Quasi-Emperor replied, tossing the Shanshui Umbrella into the space between heaven and earth. The umbrella expanded, creating a world of mountains and rivers.

Alone within, facing the lords of the forbidden zones, he proactively engaged in battle with the demeanor of a true deity.

The umbrella was the world, and he, the wielder, was the true deity.

Using his lifebound treasure and profound divine arts, he aimed for invincibility once again!

Beneath the sky, a semi-invincible figure ascended. With an unsteady gait, not in a hurry, occasionally stopping to watch the shaking mountains, the expression light and playful. Seeing the mountains and rivers calm, boredom set in, and turning around, continued the ascent.

The path from the lower to the upper layers wasn't long.

Chen Xia walked for seven days, arriving at noon. Looking at the sky, raising an eyebrow, he felt this scene seemed familiar.

Upon careful recollection, it indeed resembled the once boundless sword sea.

Back then, powerless, he couldn't change his situation, only escape.

Now, Chen Xia wanted to run too, but before fleeing, he could at least do a few more things.

For instance, there were those who once besieged and killed the great yellow dog, the lords of one or two forbidden zones, and the heart demons who saved Wang Yangzi and the great yellow dog.

In short, there were things to be done.

In the distant sky, the sounds of fierce battles continued to echo, as if in a self-contained little world where divine powers clashed incessantly, their brilliance flickering.

Chen Xia shook his sleeves and slowly drew out half of an immortal sword, holding it in his hand, aiming at that self-contained little world, and chuckled lightly.

Suddenly, a sword immortal emerged.

The sounds of swords rang out in all directions.

An immortal sword was after all an immortal sword, the most powerful weapon for killing, and it was invincible between heaven and earth.

The sword qi slashed above the small world, creating a small gap, which was enough.

The fighting inside stopped instantly, and the small world dispersed, indicating that another visitor had arrived.

"Ahem." Chen Xia cleared his throat, then raised his hands high and shouted loudly.

"All eyes on me, I have an announcement to make..."

He looked around, glanced at the lords of the forbidden zones and the quasi-emperor, then nodded.

"You're all idiots!"

...

Silence all around.

Old Dragon cursed, "Chen Xia, we, the lords of the forbidden zones, didn't scheme against you, but you've fallen into your own trap. You're truly a foolish person, not knowing how to choose. You fool, not worth lamenting your death!"

Chen Xia shrugged indifferently.

"Rebound."

What, like a quarrel between elementary school kids?

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