“Immortal? You’ve been beaten into the cauldron, and now you’ll be refined!”
On the walls of the Imperial Pass, some couldn’t stand the sight, wishing they could slay An Lan immediately. But many also understood that killing an Immortal King was no easy feat.
Even if Shi Hao held the upper hand, trouble was inevitable.
*Hum!*
The great cauldron trembled, swirling with the Primordial Chaos Qi. Its nine-colored immortal metal walls shimmered, radiant and resplendent, beginning the refinement of An Lan.
*Clang!*
At the same time, the Great Luo Sword Embryo glowed, slashing through the cauldron with streaks of immortal light, truly intent on killing An Lan.
Amidst the metallic clashes, An Lan blocked with his ancient shield in his left hand, protecting himself.
*Boom!*
The nine-layered pagoda descended, sealing the cauldron’s mouth, joining forces to refine and annihilate An Lan within.
“Ancestor!”
In the foreign realm, countless beings cried out, especially those of An Lan’s lineage, shocked and enraged. How could an Immortal King, an undefeated legend, be suppressed like this?
With each tremble of the cauldron, the Abyss shook thrice, as if the ancient cosmos itself would collapse.
“Ancestor Yu Tuo!”
Panic spread in the foreign realm as they called upon Yu Tuo, hoping he would intervene. Fear gripped them—what if An Lan truly fell to Shi Hao within the Abyss?
Yu Tuo frowned, deeply surprised. A mere drop of blood should have long exhausted its potential—how could it still unleash such divine might?
“The ‘Self-Derived Freedom Great Art’ truly lives up to its reputation as a peerless technique that shakes the ages,” Yu Tuo sighed. The ancient method was simply too overwhelming.
Holding the Primordial Imperial City, he prepared to act. He couldn’t risk An Lan’s demise.
As fellow Immortal Kings, he knew their limits. Though hard to kill, that drop of blood unsettled him. He had to intervene.
*Boom!*
The Abyss quaked as the Primordial Imperial City shone.
Yu Tuo tensed, sensing danger. Crimson chains of order descended from the sky, suppressing the mighty beings within the Abyss like a curse.
Even Immortal Kings felt the weight, their movements sluggish.
Shi Hao shuddered—his power was fading. The drop of blood’s energy waned, and the Abyss’s suppression affected him too.
This was dire.
“Kill!”
Shi Hao roared. The nine-layered pagoda trembled, resonating with the cauldron to suppress An Lan.
*Thud!*
Inside the cauldron, An Lan coughed blood, his body cracking under the assault—a sight unseen for millennia.
His indestructible golden body faced its greatest trial. Blood spilled, his condition worsening.
*Slash!*
A sword gleam flashed, nearly severing An Lan’s head, leaving a ghastly wound on his neck.
*Boom!*
A surge of five-colored blood erupted as An Lan fought back, shaking off the pagoda, struggling to escape.
“Kill!”
Shi Hao knew time was short. If he failed now, he’d perish once the blood’s power faded.
An Lan emerged halfway, only for the pagoda to crush him again, his body fracturing further.
The sword swept—*thud!*—piercing toward his brow, drawing blood.
An Lan resisted with all his might, his forehead unyielding.
The crimson chains struck, staggering him. The Abyss’s curse-like suppression terrified him more than Shi Hao’s attacks.
“Roar!”
An Lan burned his five-colored essence blood, unleashing his full power to break free.
Shi Hao felt hollow—the blood’s energy was nearly spent.
“Kill!”
Three mighty warriors attacked in unison, their weapons resonating to slay the Immortal King.
*Boom!*
The cauldron’s Primordial Chaos Qi boiled, refining An Lan. Cracks spread across his body despite his shield and spear.
The pagoda struck again, destabilizing him.
The sword slashed—*thud!*—this time, severing his neck.
His head rolled.
“No!” The foreign realm erupted in horror. An Lan, beheaded?
Yu Tuo finally acted, braving the crimson chains to rescue An Lan.
*Boom!*
The heavens split as Yu Tuo’s massive hand reached in, pulling An Lan free.
Though beheaded, An Lan wasn’t dead. His head reattached, healing swiftly.
Yu Tuo retreated with him.
Shi Hao sighed—his weakness went unnoticed. He tried to pursue.
“Retreat!”
A secret voice warned him—the last surviving king of the Primordial Imperial City.
Shi Hao fled toward the Imperial Pass, his allies and treasures following.
“Is the blood’s power fading?” the foreign realm speculated.
An Lan and Yu Tuo struck at his retreating figure.
*Boom!*
The Abyss convulsed, crimson order flooding down like a bloody ocean, drowning the two Immortal Kings.
“Damn it!”
The Abyss collapsed, stars exploding like firecrackers. The Primordial Imperial City rose, disintegrating as it crushed An Lan and Yu Tuo.
“Disaster!” The foreign realm despaired.
The ocean of rules would last centuries—no crossing now.
An Lan and Yu Tuo faced mortal peril, suppressed by the city and the crimson sea.
“No! We must reclaim it!” An Lan roared, stretching a skeletal hand through the chaos.
*Boom!*
His mangled hand struck the Imperial Pass, shaking it to its core.
What did he seek?
All heard his cry—something monumental was at stake.
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