“Woo woo…” The horns blared, the distant earth trembled, crimson bloomed, and the heavens and earth turned blood-red.
Clearly, something abnormal was happening far away—something even more terrifying.
The battlefield was vast, divided into many zones, but the violent energy fluctuations in that direction were so intense they drew everyone’s attention.
**Boom!**
Then, a towering surge of bloody light erupted, shattering the heavens. It was so overwhelming that time itself seemed to be severed there.
“The grand formation—the supreme formation has been activated!” Many creatures from the foreign realm roared.
Even Shi Hao and his group heard the deafening cheers, their expressions darkening as they sensed impending disaster.
“Good, has the formation been completed? Hahaha…” The creature shrouded in golden divine rings laughed, shaking the heavens and earth with his voice.
The world burned as countless Dao symbols rose from the distant ground, spreading into the sky.
The foreign realm had undertaken a massive project here—a formation designed to disrupt the Abyss, attempting to break it so that the Immortals could cross.
Otherwise, with the Abyss blocking the way, the immortal beings could never pass.
**Boom!**
The bloody light blotted out the sun, striking the stars in the firmament. One by one, the great stars dimmed, revealing just how terrifying this formation was.
The symbols transformed into a storm, within which thousands of phantom beasts—manifestations of all living things—charged upward toward the Abyss.
“Will it succeed? Even if only a little damage is done, allowing just one of our Immortals to cross, it would be enough to breach the Imperial Pass!” Some foreign creatures prayed.
**Thud!**
The Abyss trembled as the surging bloody light poured into it, indeed producing some effect.
“Good!” Some of the foreign realm’s great figures roared.
Suddenly, the heavens and earth shook, and a sound like a mountain flood or a sea storm erupted from the void. All the bloody light dimmed, and the supreme formation on the ground began to collapse before exploding with a deafening **boom!**
This moment was undoubtedly catastrophic. Countless lives were lost in that region.
“No!”
The foreign commanders howled in fury as their most precious formation banners shattered, and rare materials flew into the Abyss, swallowed whole.
“Retrieve them!” They tried to fight for them.
Some of these materials were too precious—various immortal metals, reluctantly bestowed by the Immortals themselves. Even to those supreme beings, these were treasures.
But once the Abyss swallowed them, there was no retrieving them.
“Ah, no!” The commanders screamed. They had been overseeing the formation, but now the Abyss was pulling them in as well.
“No!” they wailed.
The Abyss usually didn’t consume living beings, only unleashing its power against Immortals. Why was it targeting them today?
“It seems the formation had some effect after all, provoking the Abyss to act—even against us!” one creature said despairingly.
**Clang!**
From the foreign realm’s direction, someone struck. Not from the desert, but from the farthest reaches of the world, exuding a suffocating chill even from an immeasurable distance.
At this moment, even the great cultivators at the Dunyi level felt their hair stand on end.
An Immortal!
People shuddered—had such a being truly made a move?
A black beam of light shot forth, aiming to enter the battlefield and the Abyss, to seize the immortal metals and rescue the commanders.
**Hum!**
But at that very instant, the Abyss shone brighter than ever before. Within it, great stars rotated, countless strands of chaotic energy descended, and divine radiance illuminated everything!
The incoming black beam couldn’t approach the living beings or seize the immortal metals—it was swallowed by the Abyss without resistance.
And then, from the distant ends of the world, came a furious roar that made even the souls of Dunyi-level cultivators tremble, as if they had fallen into hell.
**Clang!**
A short halberd, black as ink, flew from the distant sky, plunging straight into the Abyss—swallowed without a trace.
“Heavens! That was an Immortal’s weapon, forcibly taken!” The crowd was stunned.
From the world’s edge, an enraged roar shook the heavens. The being was furious but helpless, forced to retreat.
“That was Immortal Qimin’s weapon! He struck just now and lost his halberd!” someone from the foreign realm stammered in terror.
Looking up at the Abyss, everyone felt a chill. What lay beyond it that could repel even an Immortal, forcing them to retreat and even confiscating their weapons?
After the clamor, the battlefield fell into eerie silence. Both armies withdrew, ceasing combat.
What had just happened was too shocking—an Immortal had intervened, yet still suffered defeat and lost their weapon.
Meanwhile, high above in the unseen heavens, over a dozen figures stood in opposition, each seated in their own domain.
On one side were Meng Tianzheng and two other elders, wielding immortal artifacts like the Immortal King’s Shroud, the Ten Realms Diagram, the Nine Phoenix Furnace, and the True Dragon Horn.
Starlight flowed brilliantly in the celestial expanse.
Opposite them sat twelve elders from the foreign realm, their figures indistinct but exuding terrifying auras—none weaker than Great Elder Meng Tianzheng.
The contrast was stark: the Imperial Pass had only three, while the foreign realm had sent twelve!
These twelve elders didn’t wield immortal artifacts—those would be seized by the Abyss—but instead held the Qiankun Bag, an immortal artifact once belonging to the Nine Heavens, lost to the foreign realm years ago.
They also carried two damaged immortal artifacts.
Though no blows were exchanged, this standoff was more terrifying than battle. If they struck, the heavens would shatter, and life or death would be decided instantly.
While the desert raged with war, the true titans clashed in the skies!
“Let us withdraw. The time is not yet right.”
Finally, ten of the foreign elders rose, cautiously retreating until they vanished.
“The path is too arduous. I sense a great upheaval approaching,” Great Elder Meng Tianzheng murmured.
In the desert, a silver-haired youth was found and summoned to face Shi Hao—Wu Feng, known as the Heavenly King!
“Wu Feng, I didn’t expect you to come. Give my regards to Immortal Qimin!” a Dunyi-level expert from the sky called out respectfully.
Wu Feng had received guidance from an Immortal, granting him the privilege of meeting such supreme beings.
He was a striking young man, his silver hair cascading to his waist, his figure tall and heroic, with mysterious silver markings on his forehead.
A radiant silver aura enveloped him, making him appear divine, as if touched by immortality.
This was the Heavenly King Wu!
The foreign realm was vast beyond measure, teeming with countless beings, yet among the current generation of royal bloodlines, he ranked fourth—a peerless powerhouse among his peers!
Titled Heavenly King and mentored by an Immortal as a nominal disciple, he bore supreme glory for one so young.
“Great one, I cannot yet go to kill Shi Hao. I have urgent business,” Wu Feng said.
He was truly majestic, his silver hair gleaming, clad in silver armor that made him shine like a silver sun.
Wherever he went, none could overlook him—he was transcendent.
Many watched him, even those from the Nine Heavens. Some were incensed by his arrogance—did he truly believe he could kill Shi Hao at will?
“What is your task?”
“Ancestors Anlan and Yu Tuo inscribed a decree, entrusted to my master, to be unveiled in the desert. My master passed it to me,” Heavenly King Wu said.
His master was Immortal Qimin!
The crowd gasped.
“You bear their decree?” Even the foreign realm’s great figures were stunned—they hadn’t known.
“Yes,” Wu Feng nodded. “The time has come. I must invoke the decree!”
**Whoosh!**
Everyone retreated, clearing a path.
Light flashed as an ancient altar appeared—carved from a skull, steeped in time.
Wu Feng’s hands glowed as a golden decree materialized. Kneeling reverently, he placed it upon the altar before swiftly stepping back.
**Boom!**
The heavens and earth quaked as an indescribable presence surged forth!
Even Great Elder Meng Tianzheng and the others in the sky, holding immortal artifacts, tensed. “That is…”
In the desert, the skull altar emitted an eerie glow, exhaling mysterious essence from its seven orifices onto the decree.
The golden decree blazed brighter, then ignited!
**Boom!**
The desert shook, and the lands beyond the Imperial Pass trembled.
As the decree burned, ancient characters emerged, flying toward the Abyss, accompanied by two mighty voices—as if two supreme beings were interrogating the Abyss itself!
“Heavens! Is this…”
“Are Ancestors Anlan and Yu Tuo conversing with the Abyss?!”
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