The desolate borders of the Demon Realm.
Almost all eyes across the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms were focused here.
There were even many audacious cultivators who came here to livestream, and some even came to scavenge for treasure.
"Brothers, today we have arrived at the Demon Realm battlefield. Of course... this is only the outermost periphery... A minor cultivator in the Nirvana stage like me wouldn't dare to go deep inside. I heard that immortals have fallen here in the past. I don't know if it's true, but if it is... we might just be able to obtain an immortal's legacy."
Above the endless ruins, a young man was livestreaming. A battlefield treasure-hunting stream—the key was that there were many people watching. The stream easily had hundreds of billions of viewers.
Don't ask why there were so many people; the one thing the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms lacked the least was people with too much free time.
"Sigh, I heard that the situation on the front lines is not optimistic. I wonder if it's true."
"Of course it's true! My grandfather is a Second-Life Emperor Realm expert. Because his lifespan was nearing its end, he had no choice but to go to the Demon Realm battlefield to try his luck. Although he luckily gained a thousand years of lifespan, he was also heavily injured... The evil spirit creatures from the Evil Spirit Plane are truly terrifying. They simply cannot be killed. Even if you kill them, they will resurrect."
"As far as I know, dozens of immortals have already fallen on the Nine Heavens' front lines, yet hardly any Evil Gods from the Evil Spirit Plane have died. Tell me, how are we supposed to fight this? What's the point of even fighting?"
However, just as the young man was about to say something, a wave of evil spirit fog suddenly surged in the distance, sweeping over in the blink of an eye.
It swallowed him instantly, leaving behind only stark white bones. This was the lingering resentment left behind by a fallen Quasi-Emperor level evil spirit.
The young treasure hunter, dead!
However, people like him were not in the minority.
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The desolate borders of the Demon Realm.
"Bang—" A figure suddenly plummeted from the sky above, its massive dharma avatar shattering into pieces.
He smashed fiercely into the ground, almost piercing through the earth's veins.
Following that was a pitch-black figure with long, narrow arms holding a ringed broadsword, exuding the aura of an evil spirit all over.
"Pfft—" The figure in the earth's crater struggled to get up and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Immortal Lord Yulei, come back quickly... you are no match for this evil spirit!"
"Do not fight it!"
The observing immortals were extremely anxious. If it weren't for the Evil Emperors watching the field, they would absolutely go down and use their numbers advantage.
"Hehehe—" Immortal Lord Yulei chuckled softly.
"Do you know where my immortal title, the Jade-Faced Immortal Thunder King, comes from?"
Then, he was seen slowly straightening his back, summoning the source of immortal thunder from within his body. "This is the immortal thunder I have refined for hundreds of thousands of years. It is my immortal dao killing move, containing the supreme and highest power of the thunder dao, as well as a wisp of the power of the Great Dao's immortal tribulation. Once this thunder is unleashed... I will face certain death, but you will also inevitably be turned to ashes!"
Saying this, he resolutely stepped forward. On the battlefield, countless powers of the thunder dao surged, and a terrifying immortal thunder origin emerged, carrying thousands of lightning bolts.
This immortal thunder, which he had refined for over a hundred thousand years, was equivalent to his immortal dao origin. Once it detonated, it meant his immortal dao origin detonated. Even if a Third Tribulation Immortal Lord had three true lives, they would be unable to resurrect.
"What? Immortal Lord Yulei is actually going to use this move?"
"You mustn't... Immortal Lord Yulei is being foolish. As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"
Some immortals were extremely shocked, unable to believe that he would actually use this move.
Many viewers in the battlefield livestream didn't fully understand, but they felt it was incredibly awesome!
"The strongest killing move of the thunder dao? How powerful must that be? I am also a cultivator of the thunder dao, but I am only at the Martial God stage and haven't refined my own immortal thunder yet."
"Immortal Lord Yulei is truly worthy of being the current number one person in the thunder dao. His personality is as unyielding as the immortal thunder itself, preferring death to surrender. He is a role model for us thunder dao cultivators to learn from."
"Haters, speak up! Our thunder dao is the most badass Great Dao!"
At this time, the lightning on the battlefield had successively emerged. The terrifying power of the pale thunder even permeated a radius of hundreds of provincial domains, and Immortal Lord Yulei's body cracked inch by inch. The power of the immortal thunder reached its absolute peak of frenzy.
Following that, a blinding light erupted!
Immortal Lord Yulei self-destructed!
Then, the heavens wept, bringing down a storm of blood and foul wind, feeling sorrow for the fall of a Third Tribulation Immortal Lord.
Soon, the lightning slowly dissipated, and the aura of Immortal Lord Yulei was completely gone. However, a scene that made everyone feel a chill all over their bodies occurred. An ice coffin forged from profound ice impressively floated in the air, and the Third Tribulation Evil Lord from just now was impressively hiding inside the ice coffin.
Completely unharmed!
"The power of evil ice... the power of evil ice naturally counters things like the thunder dao."
"Ice doesn't conduct electricity, so the Great Dao of Ice naturally suppresses the thunder dao. This is too messed up. Didn't Immortal Lord Yulei die in vain?"
"By the way, is it too late to sever my dao and cultivate a new one now?"
"The backs that thunder cultivators have kept straight their whole lives have completely collapsed!"
"It was hyped up so much, and it ended up being a massive fail? Fortunately, Immortal Lord Yulei sacrificed his origin and cannot be reborn. Otherwise... he would probably be laughed at for the rest of his life."
......
"No... don't, Junior Sister Yunya..."
In the base camp, Tian Chan, who was in a state of meditation, suddenly woke up with a start. Just now, fragmented memories had surfaced in her mind, all about her and Junior Sister Yunya's childhood.
"How is this possible? Did I... did I forget something?"
Tian Chan held her head as a severe pain came from her divine sense. She felt that she had definitely forgotten something.
"I... I..." She felt that she had to go find Junior Sister Yunya right now and ask her clearly!
This missing piece of her memory was definitely related to Junior Sister Yunya.
And right at this moment, a divine thought was transmitted in.
[Palace Master Tian, Immortal Lord Yumian has self-destructed and fallen...]
Tian Chan's eyes widened slightly, and she hastily stood up. "How could this happen? Immortal Lord Yumian cultivated the thunder dao... how could he fall so abruptly?"
After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Tian Chan's mood instantly sank to rock bottom.
As the saying goes, the first beat of the drum rouses the spirit, the second time it weakens, and the third time it is exhausted.
In the battle between the Nine Heavens and the Evil Spirit Plane, the number of immortals was definitely higher than that of the Evil Spirit Domain. However, the high-level experts of the Evil Spirit Domain were extremely difficult to kill. Whenever she couldn't bear watching anymore and wanted to make a move, she would be intercepted by two Evil Emperors simultaneously and forced into a bitter struggle.
If one truly looked at the number of casualties, those Evil Gods of the Evil Spirit Domain had almost all died several times over, but every time, they would return after resting for a few days.
On the contrary, on their Nine Heavens' side, no matter how many life-saving methods the immortals had or how much they valued their lives, dozens had still fallen.
Now, even an Immortal Lord had fallen, and without even killing the opposing evil spirit. This would definitely deal a massive blow to the morale of the Nine Heavens' cultivators.
When the Heavenly Dao Evil Execution Order was issued, over five hundred immortals had successively come to answer the call. But now... excluding the dozens of fallen immortals, there were less than two hundred immortals left; the rest had all been scared away.
Because the Evil Spirit Plane was too terrifying. They couldn't be killed even when slain, which instilled a primal fear!
No matter how powerful your immortal arts were, the enemy had infinite revives... what was the point of fighting?
If it weren't for the supreme-grade lifespan-extending pills offered as rewards, the immortals would probably have all run away long ago, and the Heavenly Dao Evil Execution Order she issued would have completely become a joke.
"Heh..."
Looking at the large pile of Longevity Pills left in her medicine bottle, Tian Chan suddenly felt a sense of desolation. Almost half of the immortals and great emperors had fled. In the past, there were never enough Longevity Pills to hand out, but now, she couldn't even give them all away!
Thinking of her junior sister Yunya, and then considering the current situation in the Nine Heavens, she just felt utterly exhausted. If only she weren't the leader of the righteous path... how wonderful would that be?
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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