The Turmoil Should End

From the utmost movement to the utmost stillness.

From an earth-shattering eruption to silent annihilation.

The enormous contrast left Xuanyangzi and the five Ancestors with their minds completely blank. They remained frozen in place, still holding the postures of their attacks.

“Pfft…”

With his attack suddenly losing its target, Xuanyangzi’s qi and blood roiled violently. He let out a muffled groan, and only after swaying slightly did he manage to steady himself.

The curtain of imperial light formed by the five Ancestors’ Imperial Weapons also trembled wildly after losing its opponent, nearly rebounding upon them.

Yet none of them seemed to notice.

Xuanyangzi stood with his mouth agape, his pupils contracting violently as he stared fixedly at the empty void ahead.

Then he looked toward that figure, who remained standing calmly, as though he had merely done something utterly insignificant.

His throat bobbed. He wanted to say something, but found his throat so dry that he could not produce a sound.

Only one thought echoed madly through his mind:

He… just pressed it out of existence?

Thirteen Supremes who had achieved ultimate sublimation, joining forces for a single strike—and Gu Changge had casually pressed it out of existence?!

“Gu Changge…”

One of the Ancestors spoke in a voice that trembled beyond recognition. His aged face was filled with disbelief, horror, and bewilderment.

They knew Gu Changge was powerful.

From the moment he had casually brought out the Ten Thousand Tribulations Battlefield and the puppets of the Imperial Realm, they had already been certain that Gu Changge had most likely stepped into the realm of Great Emperors.

But they had never imagined…

Being strong was one thing. Being so absurdly powerful that he overturned all common sense was something else entirely!

Thirteen terrifying attacks, launched by Supremes who had achieved ultimate sublimation and burned everything they had—and he had extinguished them with a wave of his hand.

This had completely exceeded their understanding of what the words “Great Emperor” meant!

The Ancestors exchanged glances, and in one another’s eyes, they saw the same stormy waves of shock.

At the very instant Gu Changge’s palm descended and the auras of the thirteen Supremes were utterly annihilated—

In the Profound Yellow Great World, the apocalyptic pressure that all living beings had sensed, the pressure that seemed ready to devour everything, abruptly ceased!

It was as though a monstrous tsunami had been erased by an invisible hand just before it struck the shore. The world once again fell into absolute silence.

The countless beings of the Profound Yellow Great World instantly sank into a dazed, disbelieving silence.

What had happened?

Where was the attack that had been powerful enough to pierce through the universe and shatter the myriad laws?

Where were those dozen or so auras of Great Emperors that had suddenly erupted?

How had they all vanished?

Gu Changge’s gaze shifted toward Xuanyangzi and the five Ancestors beside him, who were still overwhelmed by immense shock.

Seeing that they remained frozen in place, their eyes wide and their souls seemingly detached from their bodies, he said nothing. He merely gave his sleeve a casual, gentle flick.

A warm current, mellow and rich, containing boundless vitality, quietly flowed into the bodies of Xuanyangzi and the five Ancestors like a spring breeze bringing life-giving rain.

The slight damage caused by forcibly activating their Imperial Weapons and burning their essence and blood, as well as the turmoil in their minds brought about by extreme shock, was instantly soothed and restored under the nourishment of that warm current.

Facing the gazes that had nearly frozen onto him, Gu Changge gave them a slight nod.

With a hint of reassurance in his voice, he said calmly, “I apologize for alarming you, Ancestors. They were merely a dozen or so self-severed Supremes who had achieved ultimate sublimation. They were nothing to worry about.”

Xuanyangzi instinctively withdrew the gaze that had nearly stuck to Gu Changge. The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, while his heart churned like a stormy sea.

Nothing to worry about?!

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the thirteen forbidden-zone Supremes collapsed across the ground, their auras feeble, looking no better than dying dogs.

Then he recalled the thirteen destructive attacks from moments ago—attacks powerful enough to pierce through the universe and make the myriad laws wail.

Was that really… nothing to worry about?

Gu Changge paid Xuanyangzi no further attention and spoke softly:

“The turmoil ends now!”

Before his voice had even faded, his gaze seemed to sweep casually across the boundless void, looking toward several hidden corners of the universe that even a Great Emperor’s divine sense could scarcely reach.

The deepest reaches of the Reincarnation Sea.

The interior of the forbidden zone known as Immortal Mountain.

“There are still a few people hiding their heads and showing only their tails. Come over as well.”

He sounded as though he were casually issuing an order, yet also as though he were announcing the final judgment.

Then, toward the endless void beyond, he waved his hand casually.

There was no grand display of power, no dazzling divine light. It was as if he were merely brushing dust that did not even exist from his sleeve.

Yet—

“Buzz!”

Not far in front of Gu Changge, the chaos began to ripple violently, as though space had turned into water!

In the next instant, three figures radiating decayed, ancient, and astonished, bewildered auras appeared in the void.

They had been forcibly dragged out of their respective lairs by an invisible hand, stumbling into existence before everyone’s eyes!

One was another ancient Supreme of the Reincarnation Sea, who had been lying dormant in its deepest reaches, believing he had long since placed himself beyond the conflict.

Another had a body seemingly forged from divine metal and radiated an indestructible Dao aura. He came from Immortal Mountain.

The last was shrouded in soaring killing intent, as though he had crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He, too, had been sleeping within the forbidden zone of Immortal Mountain—the God of Slaughter.

These three were the most ancient and cunning Supremes present. They had not directly participated in the turmoil this time, believing that they had concealed themselves perfectly and even planning to reap the benefits after everyone else had fought to the death.

At this moment, the coldness and majesty that had remained unchanged since primordial times had completely vanished from their faces. In their place were utter bewilderment, shock, and terror beyond comprehension!

“What’s going on?!”

“I was just inside Immortal Mountain!”

“This is the Southern Region’s outer void?! Who is it? Who could forcibly teleport us here?!”

Only moments ago, they had been in the core of their respective forbidden zones—some deducing the secrets of heaven, others coldly observing the battle outside while calculating how they might profit.

But in that instant, a mighty force they could neither understand nor resist had emerged.

It ignored the ancient arrangements of the forbidden zones, disregarded the absolute distance of space, and even overlooked their Imperial Laws.

Just like that, it had seized them from their lairs and tossed them into the center of this battlefield, where enemies surrounded them on every side!

Such a method had completely exceeded their understanding of power!

And when they saw the scene before them clearly, their brief bewilderment was instantly replaced by boundless fear!

Thirteen ancient Supremes lay collapsed across the ground, their auras weak and fading…

The Golden Crow Ancient Emperor and Ancient Emperor Lei Peng were being held up like dying dogs…

And there stood the young man in the void, his clothes fluttering gently as he watched them with a calm gaze.

Surrounding them were the menacing Great Emperor of Annihilation, the Golden-Winged Peng Emperor, Xing Tian'ao, Xuanyangzi, and eight puppets radiating icy imperial might…