Xuanyangzi and the others remained expressionless, completely unaffected by the shock of the crowd as they once again activated their Imperial Weapons.
The fifteen Ultimate Imperial Weapons blazed even brighter. Their Dao Rhymes intertwined into a colossal net spanning the heavens, once more bearing down upon the two Supremes!
“This is our chance! Move! Coordinate with them and attack those two Supremes!”
The Yaochi Sovereign was the first to react. With a sharp command, the Western Emperor Pagoda, which had been dim moments ago, erupted once more with dazzling divine light and blasted toward the flank of the Supreme of the God-Burying Abyss!
Close behind, the Tai Xuan Sacred Land, the Ancient Desolate Wang Family, and the other sacred-land-level forces that had originally refused to emerge from hiding all stopped hesitating.
“We can’t miss an opportunity like this! Join forces and exterminate the Supremes!”
“For the living beings of the Eastern Domain! For the continuation of humanity!”
One after another, Imperial might and ancient clan secret arts erupted in unison. Some Imperial Weapons stabilized the territory of the Eastern Domain, preventing it from collapsing amid the fierce collisions.
Others attacked the two Supremes, forming a pincer assault together with the torrent of Imperial Weapons wielded by the people of the Azure Mystic Sect!
The forces of the Eastern Domain, who had originally been fighting separately and panicking in fear, instantly became united under the hope and confidence brought by the fifteen Imperial Weapons!
“Damn it!”
The Supreme of the God-Burying Abyss roared as he forcibly steadied his aura and condensed a defense with the power he had left.
“Once I deal with you, I will uproot every force backing you!”
Killing intent surged in the eyes of the Supreme of the Godfall Ruins. He frantically circulated his devouring power, attempting to swallow the pressure of the Imperial Weapons, but it was utterly futile.
They could never have imagined when such a “filthy rich” force had emerged in the Great World of Xuanhuang—one capable of giving every Great Sage cultivator an Imperial Weapon.
It was practically a blasphemy against the words “Ultimate Imperial Weapon,” yet the terrifying power they unleashed made even the Supremes tremble.
The battle in the Eastern Domain was completely reversed the moment all fifteen Imperial Weapons appeared!
The hopeless situation, which had seemed certain to end in death, was rekindled with blazing hope by the arrival of this mysterious force.
Yet a single question occupied everyone’s mind.
Where exactly had these fifteen experts wielding Imperial Weapons come from?!
Meanwhile, in the Southern Domain, the true final chapter of doomsday had already begun!
“Buzz—Boom!!”
The entire Southern Domain—no, the entire southern heavens of the Great World of Xuanhuang—
seemed like a pane of colored glass struck by a colossal hammer, on the verge of shattering. It let out an ultimate wail from the very origin of the world, a cry of unbearable strain!
This wail was no longer the distant echo that had accompanied the revival of the forbidden zones across the various regions. It was a close-at-hand descent capable of destroying heaven and earth!
“Rip—!!”
To the east, west, south, north, above, and below—in all six directions surrounding the main battlefield of the Southern Domain—twelve enormous spatial rifts spanning heaven and earth were torn open simultaneously and violently!
Each rift was like an entrance leading to a different hell, spewing forth terrifying auras of varied natures, all of which heralded the end.
Reincarnation Death Qi, the baleful force of myriad dragons, the murderous radiance of the God-Burying Abyss, the annihilating winds of the void, the soul-freezing chill of the Yellow Springs, eternal frozen extremity…
Twelve ancient Supremes stepped out of the rifts one after another. Their auras were no weaker than that of the Ancient Emperor Lei Peng; several were even more ancient and decayed!
Twelve ancient Supremes had descended together!
Adding the six Supremes who had already stood above the Bronze Ancient City—Golden Crow, Tianming, Shengguang, Thunder Roc, and the others—whose auras were linked as one…
A total of eighteen terrifying auras, each powerful enough to make even a Great Emperor change countenance, completely intertwined, fused, and resonated above the Southern Domain at that moment!
Just then, four steady quasi-Emperor auras sped over from the direction of the Eastern Domain.
They were none other than the Grand Patriarch of the Azure Mystic Sect, the Third Patriarch of the Azure Mystic Sect, the Fourth Patriarch of the Azure Mystic Sect, and the Fifth Patriarch of the Azure Mystic Sect. Each held an Ultimate Imperial Weapon as they silently descended beside the Great Emperor of Annihilation and Little Black.
A glimmer of light flashed through the eyes of the surviving beings below.
Four more quasi-Emperors—and they had brought Imperial Weapons with them!
But that glimmer vanished in an instant, quickly fading away.
Four quasi-Emperors and two combatants with the strength of Great Emperors were still utterly insignificant before eighteen united Supremes. At most, they would add a touch of tragedy to an ending that was already destined.
This was not a simple matter of adding numbers together.
When eighteen self-amputated ancient emperors set aside their differences for a common goal, even temporarily, the result was a qualitative transformation.
A net of annihilation, woven from the pure laws of “destruction” and “finality,” had already taken shape. It enveloped the entire Southern Domain, as well as the boundless void surrounding it!
At the center of this net were the Great Emperor of Annihilation and Little Black. Beneath its snare lay countless billions of living beings in the Southern Domain!
The eighteen figures were like eighteen demonic mountains that had existed since time immemorial, suppressing the chaotic heavens above.
Their auras connected, their divine wills intertwined, and they completely sealed this region of heaven and earth. Not even a speck of dust could escape.
It was an indifference that surpassed hatred and greed—pure, icy, and utterly detached, like the Heavenly Dao executing a program of annihilation.
As one of the original leaders, the Ancient Emperor Lei Peng slowly took a step forward.
He calmly looked ahead, his gaze settling on the Great Emperor of Annihilation and Little Black, who stood side by side.
His voice was not particularly loud, yet it rang clearly within the souls of every living being.
It carried the absolute calm of one who held victory in his grasp and controlled life and death, as well as an unquestionable authority:
“You two, you’ve seen the situation.”
“Take your own lives.”
“You may preserve your corpses, and the living beings of this world may be spared a catastrophe.”
His words contained not the slightest trace of emotion, as though he were merely stating an established fact.
With them, he delivered the final judgment of this endgame—a sentence that sounded merciful on the surface.
“Resisting in vain will only make the process of death more painful.”
Another Supreme, shrouded in netherworldly death qi with soul-fire flickering in his eye sockets, spoke hoarsely.
His voice was like a cold wind from the Nine Hells blowing across a graveyard, carrying the playful cruelty of a cat toying with a mouse and a chill that reached deep into the bone.
“Indeed. Obey and die, and you’ll suffer less torment to your souls.”
The Radiant Tiger Emperor, whose body still retained traces of holy light yet radiated an entirely opposite aura of corruption, licked his lips. His scarlet eyes were filled with cruel anticipation.
Eighteen gazes hung over the heads of the Great Emperor of Annihilation and Little Black like eighteen cold executioner’s blades.
They also hung over the hearts of every living being in the Southern Domain—and in the entire Great World of Xuanhuang.
Despair had reached the very bottom of the abyss.
The words of the Ancient Emperor Lei Peng were like one final block of ice dropped into hearts that had already frozen solid.
“It’s over… It’s all over…”
Yuan Tiangang swayed, nearly collapsing to his knees.
The Demon Emperor Bell in his hand flickered erratically, letting out mournful cries as if it, too, were weeping for this desperate situation.
He looked at those eighteen figures resembling demon gods, then at the clansmen and living beings below who were struggling in agony beneath the pressure. One after another, their flames of life continued to go out.
An unprecedented sense of helplessness and suffocation seized him.
Eighteen Supremes joining forces—this was power enough to sweep across any glorious era. Who could possibly resist?
Not even a Great Emperor!
“Can the two seniors hold out?”
Two against eighteen. This was not a battle on the same level at all.
Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, Wang Zhan, and Ling Xi clenched their teeth so hard they nearly shattered them.
Those eighteen auras were like a boundless ocean, while they were no more than a few specks of dust before a tsunami.
They looked at the backs of the Great Emperor of Annihilation and Little Black. Against the backdrop of those eighteen demonic mountains, even their figures seemed to grow thin and fragile.
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
