Beyond the city walls stood a row of figures, towering like mountains—not in stature, but in their overwhelming, oppressive aura.
Each one was terrifyingly powerful, standing there like frozen abysses, as if they had broken free from the depths of hell, their chains shattered, now manifesting in the mortal realm.
These were demon gods, each more horrifying than the last, their killing intent blotting out the skies!
“Come out and fight! I’ll take your head!” Below the walls, a young man shouted again, raising a celestial halberd and pointing it straight at Shi Hao.
The desert stretched endlessly.
These figures had emerged from the Abyss, standing side by side, their sheer presence distorting the void around them!
The Abyss could block the steps of immortal beings, but it did not restrain those within the Mortal Dao Domain—they could pass through freely.
Shi Hao laughed, his smile laced with murderous intent. Not long ago, he had dared to face An Lan in battle—did he have any reason to fear those below the walls?
On the city walls, some remained silent, unwilling to fight again, hoping for peace for the next few centuries. The might and brutality of the other realm were undeniable!
Now, people prayed that in a few centuries, reinforcements would arrive—those mysterious powerhouses of old, returning to hold back the creatures of the other realm.
“Who’s afraid of you?” Of course, some were still hot-blooded, roaring in defiance, itching to charge out and fight.
Not long ago, they had watched helplessly as An Lan destroyed the city gate tower with a single swipe of his massive hand, instantly annihilating tens of thousands of warriors.
That tragedy had left many hearts bleeding—the fallen had been their fathers, brothers, and kin.
Yet, a cruel reality loomed before them: the weakest among those below the walls were at the Dunyi Realm, while the rest were Supreme Beings, standing at the pinnacle of the Mortal Dao.
And how many Supreme Beings did the Imperial Pass have?
Many were powerless, their cultivation far too lacking—they didn’t even qualify to fight.
Moreover, unease gnawed at some—would the immortal beings cross over?
After all, the bronze halberd still hovered in the Abyss, attempting to forge a path for immortal-level cultivators to breach through.
Upon that halberd, an immortal being lingered, unable to cross—but who could guarantee he would ultimately fail?
“I am certain he cannot cross without paying a bloody price. The Abyss seals the border—immortals cannot set foot here,” Meng Tianzheng declared.
“What if he does?” Jin Taijun asked.
“If he crosses at the cost of his blood, I will slay him!” Meng Tianzheng replied.
**BOOM!**
His words ignited a fire in the hearts of the people. Though the Imperial Pass had not yet fallen, the atmosphere had been suffocating with tension. Now, many trembled with renewed fervor, their blood boiling with determination.
“Kill them all!” a commander roared.
“Hah! A bunch of failures, cowering behind your walls. Watch as we break through and slaughter every last one of you!”
Below the walls, a Supreme Being spoke. Though of average stature, his presence was overwhelming, like a demonic mountain suppressing the heavens.
His hair was cyan, his forehead etched with Dao patterns and runes, wreathed in chaotic energy. Clad in cyan-gold armor, he radiated unmatched power.
A Supreme Being—a cultivator standing at the apex of the Mortal Dao, looking down upon the heroes of the Imperial Pass.
**BOOM!**
Behind him, a sack woven from the hides of ten thousand beasts manifested, capable of devouring all things and shattering barriers, emanating immortal radiance.
This was the Qiankun Bag, originally belonging to the Nine Heavens but lost to the other realm—now turned into their weapon of slaughter.
This immortal artifact, born of the Nine Heavens, was not hindered by the Abyss and could be brought across.
With the city gate tower collapsed and the walls cracked, this was the perfect opportunity to breach the pass. If the Qiankun Bag struck, the other realm’s millions-strong army might truly storm through.
Many broke into cold sweat. They had thought the worst was over—that they could simply hold the line.
But now, the danger was far from gone—it was worse than ever!
“Ants! When the walls fall, your lives end. We will bathe this city in blood!” another Supreme Being declared.
Clad in black armor, his figure was as imposing as a black dragon, exuding a domineering aura as he gazed down upon them.
Another Supreme Being. Above his head hovered a violet-gold hammer, damaged yet still pulsing with immortal power.
On the walls, many shuddered, their bodies chilled.
Below stood dozens of figures—Dunyi cultivators and Supreme Beings—the elite forces of the other realm.
And they wielded immortal weapons! Could they be stopped?
“Dare you fight?”
Below, someone laughed mockingly, looking down upon the defenders of the Imperial Pass.
Even after An Lan’s recent setback, the creatures of the other realm remained supremely confident.
They knew it had been a fluke—the beings summoned by the *He Transforms Freely Great Method* did not belong to this era. They were but a fleeting illusion.
Now, as they laid siege, who could stop them?
Behind them, immortal beings watched, with Wu Shang, Yu Tuo, and An Lan overseeing the battlefield. Who could resist? None!
“Come out, and we’ll slaughter you all!” Even the young faces in the desert jeered, pointing at the defenders on the walls.
If it were just Supreme Beings, it would be one thing—but even juniors were taunting them, making some commanders seethe with humiliation.
Yet, these so-called juniors were no weaklings—they were all at the Dunyi Realm!
**BOOM!**
Another weapon flared to life before the Imperial Pass—a damaged artifact, yet still radiating immortal light, ready to strike.
The situation was dire.
“Who will join me in battle?” Meng Tianzheng called out.
The walls fell silent.
Meng Tianzheng was stepping out—into certain danger.
Many understood his intent. To protect the Imperial Pass, they had to fight desperately. The enemy had immortal weapons—they might truly breach the cracked walls.
Even with the city’s immortal formations active, the danger was immense.
Meng Tianzheng was stepping forward to avert disaster, to hold the enemy at bay.
“I will!”
Shi Hao strode forward, breaking the silence. He would fight alongside him.
All eyes turned to him. There was no doubt—Shi Hao had recently achieved a monumental feat by repelling An Lan.
But now, that drop of blood was gone. Could he still fight? Would the enemy Supreme Beings not target him?
Meng Tianzheng sighed softly. He did not wish to bring Shi Hao, fearing the young genius would be cut down. But in the end, he did not dissuade him, resolving to send Shi Hao back if the battle turned dire.
After all, the enemy had sent forth their own youths—perhaps Shi Hao could face them first.
“Is holding the city not enough?” Jin Taijun spoke up.
As one of the few Supreme Beings in the city, she had no choice but to voice her thoughts.
“Fine. Pushed to this point, I shall fight.” Wang Changsheng stepped forward, his youthful appearance belying his ancient power.
Many were stunned—even Shi Hao was taken aback.
In Shi Hao’s eyes, the Wang Family was as detestable as the Jin Family, possibly even scheming. Yet now, Wang Changsheng was stepping forward?
“I shall go as well!”
An elder who usually secluded himself at the ancestral altar emerged—one of the invincible figures of the Imperial Pass.
Then another elder stepped forth, ready to strike.
This was astonishing—there had been hidden Supreme Beings all along!
Jin Taijun frowned but had no choice. If others were going, she, as one of the few Supreme Beings, could not back down.
“We will fight too!”
Several commanders roared, ready to charge out.
Among the enemy ranks were Dunyi cultivators—comparable to the city’s commanders. They were eager for battle.
“Shi Hao, take the sword!” Qing Yi called out, tossing him the Great Luo Sword Embryo he had left behind.
**SHING!**
A radiant glow erupted as these figures stepped beyond the walls, onto the desert sands.
“Hah! You actually dared to come out? Seeking death, are you?!” someone mocked, laughing wildly.
In an instant, killing intent filled the air. The creatures of the other realm stared coldly, like beasts eyeing prey.
“Let me be clear—if this is how you wish to fight, your so-called elites are nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs. All of you will be slaughtered!”
The words were dripping with disdain, utterly dismissive of the defenders.
“Here we come!”
From the Abyss, more figures emerged—elders and youths alike, all formidable. Some Shi Hao recognized, others he did not.
Many locked onto Shi Hao immediately, their gazes predatory.
“Young man, luck won’t favor you forever. Since you’ve come, don’t expect to return,” an elder said coldly.
A Supreme Being—even such figures were targeting Shi Hao, unwilling to let him grow further.
“Come, come. Before that, let me borrow your head!” Meng Tianzheng pointed at the Supreme Being.
“Who wishes to kill me?” Shi Hao asked.
“Me!”
“Me!”
In an instant, a chorus of voices rose from the enemy ranks—young and old, even Supreme Beings, all openly declaring their intent to slay him.
“Those who wish to kill me—wash your necks and crawl over here!” Shi Hao taunted, his words so brazen they left the defenders speechless.
**SHING!**
More figures emerged from the Imperial Pass, joining the battlefield.
Among them were young elites.
“Why have you come out?” Jin Taijun frowned, spotting Jin Zhan.
“I wish to fight them!” Jin Zhan declared, his heart conflicted. After his defeat to Shi Hao, he had longed to prove himself.
Perhaps this would be the final battle at the border. Shi Hao had already achieved glory—while he had yet to fight.
If the war ended like this, how could he return to the Nine Heavens with any dignity?
Once hailed as the foremost of his generation, groomed by the Jin Family to lead the youth—had Shi Hao not intervened, he might have commanded the young elites of the world!
Now, he sought to prove himself in this climactic battle.
Wang Xi appeared as well, her white robes fluttering as she stepped onto the sands.
Alongside them came Tuo Gu Yulong, the Ten Crown King, the Banished Immortal, Da Xu Tuo, the Little Heavenly King—all the supreme talents of the era, ready for one final battle.
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