Gu Changyuan saw that retreat was hopeless. All the grand protective formations above the sect had already begun to shatter layer by layer under the oppressive might of the Immortal Emperor's palm. He no longer hesitated, his hands rapidly forming incantation seals.
Countless restrictive barriers flew out and descended, enveloping the Holy Land, layering together densely, one after another.
Ye Qingxue watched her master lay down array after array to protect them. Seeing his back appear so insignificant beneath that sky-obscuring palm, she opened her mouth, her voice hoarse and trembling.
"Master!!!"
She wanted to rush out, to fly to her master's side, to fight alongside him.
But the oppressive might descending from the sky pinned her down dead, causing her spiritual energy to stagnate in her dantian, unable to circulate. It made her legs as heavy as lead.
She couldn't fly; she couldn't even move.
That sense of powerlessness twisted her heart into a knot.
Tears welled up in Bai Ling'er's eyes, sliding down her cheeks. She stared intently at Gu Changyuan's solitary figure above, her heart fiercely gripped, trembling all over from the pain.
Yue Lingxi's usually calm and tranquil expression completely shattered at this moment. Her eyes were filled with panic and worry, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
The spiritual energy around her was in chaos, yet she couldn't step forward even half a pace. She could only stare desperately at the figure above.
Not just them, all the disciples felt that same powerlessness.
Watching their master face that terrifying Immortal Emperor's palm alone, they could do absolutely nothing.
Usually, it was their master who protected them. Now that their master was pushed into a desperate situation, they didn't even have the qualifications to help.
Heavenly Demon Pavilion.
Bai Zeming sat cross-legged, his fingers gently plucking at the void as he prophesied the realm of the future.
Suddenly, his entire body shuddered violently, and he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and a strong premonition arose in his heart, as if someone important was about to depart.
Tushan Youyao was handling affairs on the top floor of the Heavenly Demon Tower.
She suddenly felt a clench in her heart, her whole body turning cold.
It felt as though someone had dug something out of her chest, leaving it empty, hurting so much that she bent over.
Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue were meditating face-to-face in a cultivation room of the Heavenly Devil Sect.
They opened their eyes at the same time, simultaneously feeling the unease surging from the bottom of their hearts.
Demonic energy rioted within their bodies, rampaging through their meridians. Before they could even suppress it, blood trickled from the corners of their mouths.
At this moment, the twenty disciples of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion and the Heavenly Devil Sect all coincidentally turned their gazes to the east, toward the direction of the Celestial Human Holy Land.
Gu Changyuan took a deep breath, then let out an explosive shout.
"Nine Tribulations!"
Above the Celestial Human Holy Land, nine massive sword phantoms appeared out of thin air, standing tall between heaven and earth around him.
"Third Tribulation: God Sealing Domain!"
The third silver-white longsword lit up, and silver-white light poured down from its blade, enveloping the entire Celestial Human Holy Land.
Wherever the light passed, the space that had been frozen by the Immortal Emperor's giant palm actually showed slight loosening, though it quickly recovered.
The God Sealing Domain he laid down continuously clashed with the Immortal Emperor's suppressive force. More and more spatial rifts appeared, but they were all impassable dead ends.
"Sixth Tribulation: Burying the Heavens!"
The blade of the sixth longsword trembled, and its sword intent soared into the sky. A sword qi over a hundred feet thick erupted from the tip of the sword in Gu Changyuan's hand, shooting straight into the clouds.
Burying the Heavens, a single sword strike that could annihilate the Dao principles of myriad realms.
"Eighth Tribulation: Falling Heaven Edict!"
The eighth transparent longsword lit up. A formless, boundless Heavenly Edict composed of the Heavenly Dao's will peeled off from its blade, coalescing onto the black longsword in Gu Changyuan's hand, merging into that hundred-foot sword qi.
Using himself as a medium and the array as a foundation, he forcibly mobilized the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Gu Changyuan felt the continuous drain of spiritual energy within his body. He began to tremble slightly, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, yet the determination in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
He did not stop.
He knew that stopping meant death.
Not just his death, the entire Celestial Human Holy Land, all the disciples, everyone would die under this palm.
So he could not stop.
Gu Changyuan's left hand slowly raised, leveling with his right hand.
He closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, his eyes were a pool of tranquility.
"Ninth Tribulation..."
His voice was not loud, but every word seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body.
"No Return Date."
The moment his words fell, all the spiritual energy in Gu Changyuan's body was emptied in an instant.
Spiritual energy, vitality, life force, all were extracted.
Those powers converged onto the black longsword, fusing with the power of the previous three tribulations.
The light on the blade turned from pitch-black to blazing red, and then from blazing red to pure white.
Around that sword qi, the space that had originally been frozen by the Immortal Emperor began to show cracks.
Not just cracks, it was shattering.
One, two, ten, a hundred.
Below, all the disciples looked at their master in the sky.
They couldn't move.
They couldn't do anything.
They could only watch, watching that man who had always been calm and omnipotent now bathed in blood, fighting with all his might, using every means at his disposal to resist that giant palm.
Gu Xing'er tilted her head up, tears blurring her vision.
Today, she broke through to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.
Today was a happy day for her.
Her senior brother had praised her, her senior brothers and sisters had all come to congratulate her, the sun was shining, everyone was there, and everything was so beautiful.
And then, the person who always smiled and patted her head, calling her Xing'er, was flying in the sky covered in blood, risking his life.
She wanted to scream, but she couldn't.
She wanted to move, but she couldn't.
A fear she had never felt before surged in her heart. It wasn't the fear of death, but the fear of loss.
The person she was closest to in this world could completely disappear before her eyes at any moment.
Watching the massive palm slowly descend and fiercely collide with the ultimate sword qi condensed by Gu Changyuan, a deafening explosion echoed through heaven and earth.
Gu Changyuan's entire figure was enveloped in the aftermath of the sky-filling spiritual energy and sword qi explosion. His silhouette blurred, as if he would dissipate in the next second.
Tears gushed from Gu Xing'er's eyes like a fountain. Her legs gave way, and she knelt powerlessly on the ground, crying out with a heart-wrenching scream:
"Dad!"
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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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