An Lan was wounded and pursued, causing the vast desert to fall into an eerie silence—utterly still!
The impact was simply too overwhelming.
That was An Lan, the Undying King, yet today he tasted defeat, blood trickling from his lips as he fled, bearing grievous wounds.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Three supreme experts, each wielding unparalleled divine abilities, unleashed supreme techniques to block his path. Fragments of time swirled as a sword embryo slashed toward him.
*Clang!*
An Lan parried the sword embryo with the golden spear in his right hand, his eyes blazing with defiance. Though retreating to evade the combined might of the three, he was far from resigned.
He believed that drop of blood could not last—its brilliance was fleeting, burning only for a moment with the radiance of past glory.
He had been waiting, biding his time for that drop of blood to wane before striking back with overwhelming force. Yet, his calculations had failed him.
*Boom!*
A nine-layered ancient pagoda descended, striking An Lan squarely on the back, forcing him to cough up blood. The blow was devastating, arriving from behind with unmatched ferocity.
*Boom!*
From midair, the Primordial Chaos Qi cascaded like a waterfall, crashing onto An Lan’s body, accompanied by the suppression of the Great Dao. His body trembled, and blood spilled from his lips once more.
An Lan’s gaze turned icy. With a violent shake, he straightened his back, repelling both the Primordial Chaos Qi and the cauldron. His aura sharpened, like a demon king of the ages.
“I wonder how much longer you can keep this up!” His voice was frigid, betraying no hint of defeat—calm as ever.
“Then stop running and face it!” Shi Hao roared.
The battle was dizzying, leaving beings of all races trembling in awe. The sight was terrifying—An Lan, the undying legend of eternity, was actually at a disadvantage.
*Boom!*
From three different directions, three weapons struck simultaneously—the cauldron, the sword embryo, and the nine-layered pagoda—all converging on An Lan.
“Break!” An Lan bellowed, thrusting the shield in his left hand outward like a mountain, attempting to shatter the incoming weapons while his golden spear deflected the rest.
*Clang!*
The force was overwhelming, dispersing countless Great Dao patterns in the void and causing the sky to explode.
Blood dripped from An Lan’s hands, seeping from between his fingers. The impact of the three weapons was too immense.
Worse still, the three supreme experts followed up with their fists, launching a brutal physical assault.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
An Lan fought back fiercely, his entire body radiating light. A unique symbol blazed between his brows, unleashing a force that shook the heavens.
Yet, he was at a disadvantage, enduring more punishment. The trio pressed forward with their weapons, causing his body to tremble violently.
*Pfft!*
An Lan coughed blood, his stance unsteady. In that brief moment, he suffered countless devastating blows from the three supreme beings.
If this continued, An Lan would die here—a catastrophe beyond measure.
Blood stained his lips as his expression darkened. He had miscalculated—how could that drop of blood sustain such power for so long?
“Ancestor Yu Tuo, we beseech you to intervene and suppress that fiend!” someone cried out. Fear had gripped the hearts of the foreign realm’s cultivators—they feared An Lan would fall in battle.
This was unprecedented. In the foreign realm, when an Undying King took action, it meant invincibility—absolute suppression of all opposition.
Yet today, they feared for An Lan’s life.
Even in the Immortal Ancient Era, An Lan had weathered countless storms, faced the most treacherous foes, and emerged triumphant.
“Ancestor An Lan is undefeated!” someone shouted.
But fate was cruel. Shi Hao, the Desolate One, channeled the sword embryo into a streak of crimson light, thrusting forward.
This strike was extraordinary—the blade-less sword embryo suddenly gleamed with chilling radiance, carrying an overwhelming killing intent that arrived in an instant.
*Pfft!*
Blood gushed from An Lan’s arm. Though he avoided a fatal wound, the sword embryo, despite lacking an edge, still cleaved into his flesh.
Before, he had relied on his supreme divine abilities to endure, never suffering such humiliation.
“Ancestor!” many cried out in despair.
This was unbearable—An Lan, their supreme existence, was being suppressed by a youth who had once been their prisoner.
“Ancestor Yu Tuo, we beg you to act!” another voice pleaded.
At that moment, Yu Tuo lifted the Primordial Imperial City in midair, guided by five divine decrees, as if to seal the city and breach the Abyss.
“Undying beings who cross this barrier must pay a price—one that lingers for years to come,” Yu Tuo responded.
He explained that traversing the Abyss would demand a heavy toll.
“Can you not join forces?” someone asked anxiously. With An Lan besieged and his life in peril, why couldn’t Yu Tuo intervene?
“The Abyss is not a natural formation—it embodies supreme laws, a convergence of Great Dao imprints. Whether one or two Undying Kings cross, the price remains the same!”
Yu Tuo elaborated that the Abyss’s supreme runes acted like a curse, specifically barring undying beings.
For countless years, the foreign realm had refrained from breaching the Abyss for this very reason.
“So when Ancestor An Lan crossed alone earlier, it was because our realm had to pay the price?” someone asked, trembling.
“Correct,” Yu Tuo affirmed.
Earlier, only An Lan had advanced while others assisted with decrees, avoiding direct contact with the Abyss.
“I believe Ancestor An Lan will prevail. That drop of blood will burn out, and all will end!” a senior declared.
*Boom!*
Yet no sooner had he spoken than An Lan suffered another devastating blow.
The sword embryo sliced his neck, leaving a bloody gash—nearly decapitating him as the sword’s runes grazed his throat.
“An Lan, your life is forfeit!” Shi Hao roared.
“I refuse to believe this can last! That drop of blood must be exhausted—its former glory should have faded long ago!” An Lan retorted.
Even with the *Heaven-Transcending Self-Existence Great Method*, An Lan was certain such power had its limits—it would vanish soon.
*Bang!*
The cauldron smashed into him, sending him flying an immeasurable distance before the nine-layered pagoda descended, pressing down upon him.
“What?!”
Many gasped in shock—was An Lan about to be sealed? The pagoda’s descent threatened to imprison him within!
An Lan was in dire straits, humiliated before the eyes of both realms. Blood seeped from multiple wounds as he barely resisted being sucked into the pagoda.
*Boom!*
Another strike—this time from the cauldron—caved in his chest, inflicting severe damage.
“How can this be? That drop of blood’s former glory should last but a moment—why is it still so fierce?” An Lan wondered.
Wiping blood from his lips, he let out a roar that shook past, present, and future, as if gazing toward the end of the world.
Yet the cauldron, pagoda, and sword embryo resonated together, dealing another crushing blow that sent him hurtling backward, coughing blood.
*Bang!*
The next moments were horrifying to behold. The three supreme experts, silent and relentless, encircled An Lan, battering him until he spat blood—his situation dire.
“Strike him down! What kind of ancestor is this? Weren’t you going to breach the Imperial City? Where’s your so-called invincible might now?”
On the Imperial City’s walls, voices rose in triumph as hope of victory dawned.
“Kill An Lan! Slay the so-called ancestor of the foreign realm and restore peace to our land!” more radical voices clamored.
*Boom!*
The mere mention of An Lan’s name triggered a celestial phenomenon—a colossal figure materialized in the sky, its eyes opening like An Lan’s own.
An Undying King’s power was boundless. Even from afar, the invocation of his name could summon a phantom of terrifying might.
“Slash!”
From a distance, Shi Hao’s sword embryo erupted with blinding radiance, cleaving through the void and severing the phantom as if annihilating a supreme being.
The apparition shattered, vanishing without a trace.
*Bang!*
An Lan was sent flying once more, battered by the trio, blood trickling from his lips as he retreated hastily.
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