Life is fleeting. In these final moments, he charges into the realm of the Immortal Dao, listening to his own funeral dirge!
Meng Tianzheng advances without hesitation, slaying toward the undying one. He knows time is running out—either to fade away in regret or to sing triumphantly in glory. There is only battle!
At this moment, the heavens and earth tremble, resonating with the release of Immortal Dao power, the boiling radiance of the undying.
The two supreme beings inevitably engage in their ultimate confrontation, unleashing all their divine abilities and means.
Beyond that, the sky is filled with lightning, accompanied by sacred and auspicious light, while at the highest reaches, black mist and eerie phenomena manifest—contradictory yet coexisting.
Meng Tianzheng endures, ignoring them for now, as they have yet to touch his immortal body.
“Kill!”
To live eternally in brilliance, to fall in glory, or to perish in desolation—all hinges on this final battle.
Meng Tianzheng forms a fist seal, his might unparalleled, like a battle-immortal reborn. His jet-black hair glows with a faint golden radiance, his divine power overwhelming, far surpassing his previous limits.
His fist tears through this starfield, unleashing incomparable shockwaves. Across this plane, beneath this firmament, stars plummet and celestial bodies burn—an inevitable cataclysm.
The fist seems to pierce through the fabric of space itself, crossing dimensional barriers to appear before the undying one, its divine light illuminating past and present!
The undying creature’s expression shifts. Just moments ago, he was wounded, coughing blood from the opponent’s devastating strike. Now, with Meng Tianzheng fighting so desperately, his wariness deepens.
Ancestral arts manifest in waves as he emerges like an immortal phoenix bathed in flames, the inferno composed of Dao symbols.
His silver-white body becomes etched with countless runes, increasingly metallic, exuding a chilling luster as the glow intensifies.
**Boom!**
A thunderous impact shatters the heavens, the firmament collapsing as primordial chaos erupts, as if an era has ended and the world itself is annihilated.
This is the clash of supreme beings—rare in this era where true immortals are scarce. With the two realms severed, they stand as peerless forces.
The starfield explodes, the skies torn asunder, the earth split open, and the wails of ghosts and gods fill the void.
Blood rains from the heavens, painting the scene in tragic beauty.
Nearby, no stars remain—all have been obliterated by that world-shaking fist, their remnants scattering in all directions.
This is a calamity. Their earth-shattering strike first illuminates the cosmos in blinding radiance before the burning stellar debris drifts away, leaving only encroaching darkness as countless celestial bodies vanish.
Blood falls as the undying creature staggers back, his face etched with shock.
He is wounded once more. The fist seal is simply too indomitable, shattering all resistance, churning his blood and nearly fracturing his undying bones.
Of course, Meng Tianzheng also pays a price—blood drips from his lips.
“Why is he so strong?” The undying creature’s pupils contract, his gaze growing more fearsome. He must kill his opponent swiftly, lest unforeseen consequences arise.
From the beginning until now, his foe has only grown more formidable, even wounding him.
“Woo…”
The undying creature grows solemn, shedding all traces of arrogance as he retrieves a pristine bone flute and begins to play.
**”The Dirge of the Fallen Immortals!”**
As the flute’s melody rises, the undying creature intones these words like blades of divine decree, amplifying the song’s power exponentially!
This is the essence of the demonic tune, its very soul!
Woo…
It is as if gods weep and immortals fall, the world descending into twilight as a mournful wind sweeps across existence, severing souls from flesh, reducing all to mindless husks.
The melody is terrifying—even from unfathomable distances, it nearly claims countless lives within the Imperial Pass.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the immortal formations within the Pass activate, and the recently returned **Ten Realms Diagram** and **Immortal King’s Shroud** resonate, shielding against the sound and restoring calm.
But beyond the Pass, it is a different story.
The starry void is split into fragments, all by the haunting melody!
Meng Tianzheng’s body trembles, cracks forming across his skin. The demonic tune does not merely sever souls—it also rends flesh, annihilating both form and spirit!
Without doubt, he is wounded by this song!
The **Dirge of the Fallen Immortals** echoes mournfully, shaking the cosmos. Spectral figures emerge, lifeless and hollow.
Simultaneously, Meng Tianzheng’s eyes dim as his soul is summoned, threatening to leave his body.
**”Hah!”**
Suddenly, he roars, his pupils blazing with divine light as he snaps out of his trance. Though his body is torn and blood flows freely, his spirit breaks free.
**Clang!**
A pair of crescent blades materialize behind Meng Tianzheng, radiant and gleaming with golden light. They slash outward, spinning through the heavens like twin cold moons, their hum resonating through existence.
The undying creature’s eyes burn like suns as his flute glows, rippling with demonic resonance—the most terrifying of soundwaves!
Notes take physical form, leaping through the void, each shimmering with undying radiance, woven from immortal Dao patterns.
A piercing shriek erupts as the crescent blades collide with these notes, sparks flying as Dao ripples tear through the universe.
It is as if creation itself is being split apart—a sight of utmost horror!
In the end, the crescent blades shatter the luminous Dao notes, crashing into the bone flute and silencing the dirge!
Throughout this exchange, the distance between them shortens—Meng Tianzheng charges forth once more.
**Clang!**
His arms transform into twin immortal swords—one black, one white—each exuding yin and yang energies, swirling in misty harmony.
Meng Tianzheng’s arms have become blades, radiating terrifying coldness!
**Swoosh!**
In an instant, two sword beams—one black, one white—slash forward at blinding speed.
**Splat!**
The undying creature meets the strike, only for blood to spray from his silvered body as the sword light rends his flesh, staining the void crimson.
**Roar!**
The undying creature bellows in fury. How can a mere upstart, a human who only just stepped into the Immortal Dao, wound him repeatedly?
He sees this as disgrace!
With a thunderous crash, a celestial halberd materializes in his right hand—cold, eerie, and exuding a chill that seems to freeze the universe itself.
This is his undying weapon, the instrument of his Dao, wielded with devastating might as it sweeps toward Meng Tianzheng.
The gleaming edge appears capable of reaping all life, even that of banished immortals, its oppressive aura bearing down.
**Clang!**
The twin sword blades—black and white—glow as they cross, meeting the halberd in a collision that unleashes blinding radiance.
A dazzling shockwave erupts, surging into the depths of the cosmos, awe-inspiring and terrifying.
**Swoosh!**
Bathed in immortal light, Meng Tianzheng faces the boundless heavenly tribulation above. The gates within his body burst open as he inscribes runes upon his flesh.
This is the essence of the **Indestructible Scripture**, fused with his supreme techniques and pushed to the limit—the reason he dares oppose such a weapon.
The **Indestructible Scripture** merges with his Dao, and combined with his **Seed Within the Flesh**, his body becomes unbreakable!
**Boom!**
In the next instant, his arms merge like a monk’s prayer, but this is no gesture of piety—it is the fusion of sword embryos.
The black and white immortal swords formed from his arms now unite into a single blade, yin and yang converging as one.
**Swoosh!**
When Meng Tianzheng swings forward, the heavens are split asunder, as if cleaving the world in two—a sight that shakes the soul!
A single sword severs the starfield!
This is power on a grand scale, the might of the supreme.
Having truly stepped into the Immortal Dao, Meng Tianzheng’s strength has surged exponentially.
**Clang!**
The black-and-white sword embryo strikes the halberd, sending sparks flying as the weapon is flung high. Simultaneously, the crescent blades streak toward the undying creature from behind.
**Bang! Bang! Bang!**
The undying creature shifts through space, reappearing in another sector of the starry void. He unleashes ancestral arts to block the crescent blades, engaging in fierce combat with the weapons.
**”Ah—!”**
Meng Tianzheng roars, knowing time is short. He fights with everything he has, unleashing his ultimate power.
Like a phantom, he closes the gap in an instant, traversing hundreds of thousands of miles in a single step.
**Splat!**
This time, his hands merge fully, the black-and-white sword embryo becoming one as he delivers a slash of peerless radiance—unstoppable, unbreakable. Blood sprays instantly.
The undying creature is struck, unable to evade completely as sword light floods the area, wave after wave.
In a flash, the two clash countless times, the undying creature wielding his halberd against Meng Tianzheng’s onslaught.
**Swoosh!**
The sword light arcs like a rainbow, and in the final moment, it severs one of the undying creature’s arms, drenching the stars in blood!
Yet, at the same time, Meng Tianzheng staggers—his body pierced by heavenly tribulation lightning, a gaping hole torn through his chest.
Now, the true might of the tribulation manifests. Relying solely on his flesh to endure is no longer feasible. Moreover, the ominous black mist descends, creeping toward his form.
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