In the end, battle was inevitable!
The supreme being of the Imperial Clan, his hands stained with blood, exuded a fierce and warlike aura. Compared to the one who had played chess with the Great Elder, his attacks were even more aggressive and relentless.
“Kill them all, leave none alive. Slaughter them to the last, and let’s see how the Imperial Pass holds,” he declared, his hair disheveled and splattered with blood—not his own, but that of the old supreme being from the Imperial Pass whom he had slain beyond the borders not long ago.
Drops of blood slid from his hair and robes, igniting in the void, transforming into the purest essence before being absorbed by him.
His pupils crackled with lightning as he advanced step by step, the current leader of the otherworldly forces, commanding the other supreme beings as they pressed toward the defenders of the Imperial Pass.
“I’ve waited too long for this day—finally, we shall breach this pass!” the Imperial Clan supreme being proclaimed. Towering over others, his robust frame moved with a tempestuous force, surrounded by a blazing crimson halo, radiant yet edged with gold.
Within that halo floated the remnants of shattered stars—suns, moons, and planets—burning fiercely, their essence siphoned into his body. Among them drifted the corpse of the old supreme being from the Imperial Pass, his body torn apart by the Imperial Fist in the void beyond, his blood spilled and his form melted down like the celestial debris.
“Ah, Master!”
“Ancestor!”
On the walls of the Imperial Pass, wails of grief erupted. The sight sent tremors through the hearts of all who witnessed it, for the scenes within the halo were not mere illusions—they were echoes of past atrocities.
The foremost expert of the Immortal Academy arrived, as did the master of the Sacred Academy, accompanied by a mysterious old woman. They stood beside Meng Tianzheng, ready to fight and die with him.
Then, in another burst of light, two more figures emerged—a man and a woman, the last remaining invincibles of the Eternal Clans.
“All these years, rumors claimed they had long perished. Who would have thought they still lived?” murmured an elder within the Imperial Pass, stunned.
“Well, any last words? Speak now, or never,” the Imperial Clan supreme being said indifferently, his steps deliberate and oppressive. Around him, the radiant halo seemed to contain a shattered cosmos, with star remnants and desiccated corpses of supreme beings floating within.
He looked terrifying, like a demon king unchained, emerging from the depths of the underworld.
At this moment, both the defenders of the Imperial Pass and the warriors of the otherworld trembled under his overwhelming presence.
“The day has finally come. Let us act!” sighed the elder from the Immortal Academy on the Imperial Pass side.
“Very well. Time to send you all to the afterlife,” the Imperial Clan supreme being replied with a cold, cruel smile.
All knew this was the final battle—a fight where victory meant survival, and defeat meant not only death but the fall of the Imperial Pass and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, drowned in rivers of blood.
“Kill!”
The most fearsome battle erupted.
Boom!
They ascended to the battlefield beyond the borders.
The supreme beings of the Imperial Pass wasted no time, unleashing their immortal artifacts—the Ten Realms Diagram, the Blood Banner of the Ancient Immortal Era, the Nine Phoenix Furnace, and the Eternal War Halberd of the Wang Clan—all surging forth to annihilate the enemy.
This was a battle to the death, where notions of fairness or duels were discarded—only slaughter remained.
The otherworldly forces responded in kind, activating their own treasures—the Cosmic Pouch, the Thunder-Shattered Hammer, and the Bone Blade—each radiating immortal light as they clashed, shaking the void beyond, tearing the fabric of space with countless fissures.
Boom!
Planets shattered one after another.
This was a cataclysmic battle, its repercussions vast.
On the desert below, the younger generation, unqualified to join the fight, watched with pale faces.
“So strong…”
In the distance, a war chariot carried several young Burial Knights from the Burial Grounds, observing the battle with quiet sighs.
The life-and-death struggle raged on, brutal and merciless.
All knew that when these warriors returned from beyond the borders, the fate of the Imperial Pass would be decided. Who would survive? Which side would prevail?
While the otherworldly cultivators remained calm, the defenders of the Imperial Pass grew restless, sweat beading on their brows, anxiety gnawing at them.
They knew the Nine Heavens were outnumbered—their supreme beings too few to match the enemy’s might. The odds were dire.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sky blazed with searing flames, accompanied by terrifying fluctuations.
A sphere of light erupted, filling the heavens with blinding radiance, its oppressive might enveloping the world.
“The sun has exploded!” someone screamed.
The celestial body of the borderlands had been shattered by the battle beyond, its light vanishing into darkness.
But the darkness was short-lived, for the battle’s intensity soon reignited the void, the supreme beings’ clashes brighter than any sun.
With a deafening hum, the immortal artifacts locked in a stalemate, forming a terrifying barrier.
“Few as you are, you still have some tricks,” the Imperial Clan supreme being sneered, his killing intent growing sharper.
Then, to everyone’s shock, the defenders of the Imperial Pass saw through their arrays and divine mirrors that two or three more figures had joined their ranks.
It seemed the hidden supreme beings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had emerged, ready to fight to the death. They understood—when the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.
On the desert below, the Imperial Clan supreme being who had played chess with Meng Tianzheng convulsed, struggling to break free of his seal. Blood spilled from his lips, his life force burning away. He was dying.
Meng Tianzheng had eliminated an Imperial Clan supreme being through a mere game of chess.
Beyond the borders, the battle grew even more brutal.
“Ah—!”
A mournful roar shook the heavens, audible even on the desert.
A supreme being was about to fall.
Splash!
Blood rained down, shaking the earth, though it burned away before touching the sands.
“Ah!” Tuogu Yulong howled in grief—the fallen was his ancestor, slain by an enemy supreme being who had calmly torn out his heart before piercing his skull with a single finger.
“More than one Imperial Clan supreme being!” someone gasped, despair creeping in.
How could they fight when another Imperial Clan warrior had appeared beyond the borders? Was there a third?
The situation was dire, hope dwindling.
“Kill!” Meng Tianzheng roared, his hair wild, his fury boundless.
His body blazed with symbols as he unleashed his strongest techniques, battling the Imperial Clan supreme being while striking at others.
The Indestructible Scripture made his hands gleam as he fought with overwhelming force, even forcing the Imperial Clan warrior back.
Boom!
The void shattered, the battlefield beyond collapsing.
Meng Tianzheng spat blood, weaving it into runes that coated his hands as he struck out, obliterating another supreme being in a spray of gore.
“Face me!” the Imperial Clan supreme being bellowed, enraged that Meng Tianzheng had slain another under his watch.
“A cornered beast’s struggle changes nothing,” the enemy sneered.
“Hum!”
A bloodstained great bow materialized beside Meng Tianzheng, its string humming with a sound that shook the heavens.
This was his weapon, dormant for years after his near-fatal attempt to forge his own path. Now, in the borderlands’ final battle, it had returned.
Thunderous twangs echoed as Meng Tianzheng drew the bow, firing arrows of pure law.
Swoosh!
A divine arrow pierced the void, slaying another supreme being in an explosion of light.
“Meng Tianzheng, you seek death!” the Imperial Clan warrior snarled, attacking furiously.
Clang!
An arrow struck his weapon, numbing his arm.
Another followed, piercing his shoulder, blood gushing as he staggered.
“Whether we win or lose, you will pay in blood!” Meng Tianzheng vowed, his killing intent soaring.
Splash!
Another supreme being of the Nine Heavens fell in the void.
The battle raged on, eyes bloodshot, the death toll rising.
Soon, it would end—and the cruel outcome would be revealed.
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