Chapter 999: Never Bow Down

The “Sword Array of Immortal Slaying”?

At the sound of these four words, He Qi and Yun He were puzzled, but Qin Yue, the “Golden Immortal of Chaos,” Zhongli Mei, the “Ageless Immortal Elder,” and Shan Heng, the “Heavenly Monarch of Ultimate Evil,” were startled.

The “Sword Array of Immortal Slaying,” known as the deadliest formation since ancient times?

The same formation that could rival the “Buddha Palm,” the “Seven Swords That Sever the Heavens,” and the “Ultimate Dao of Emptiness”?

Compared to these supreme martial arts, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array had one distinct advantage: it was a formation capable of combining the power of multiple individuals, far surpassing the strength of any single warrior. However, after the War of the Gods, this formation had been lost to time. No one could have anticipated its reappearance now!

“They have already displayed combat prowess beyond ordinary Earth Immortals. Now they have formed the ‘Sword Array of Immortal Slaying.’ Does that mean they can actually slay Heaven Immortals?”

“But Heaven Immortals are realms unto themselves, possessing power rivaling stars beyond the sun of the real world. They can destroy galaxies with a mere gesture. Were it not for the special nature of the real world and fragments of the Primordial Chaos, which allow their essence to alter the fundamental laws of other universes, making them resilient against external damage and difficult to destroy, becoming the battlegrounds for powerful beings like Sage Emperors, the scene before us would have already crumbled completely. Can such immortals truly be slain by Earth Immortals wielding the Sword Array of Immortal Slaying?”

“More importantly, the Sword Array of Immortal Slaying doesn’t contain just one Heaven Immortal—it contains two! Alongside numerous impostors at the Earth Immortal level, their combined strength may be beyond what the Sword Array can overcome…”

Qin Yue was initially delighted, but soon worry crept in. His thoughts swayed between hope and fear.

It wasn’t that he was unaware of the Sword Array’s legendary might, nor did he doubt their abilities. The enemy was simply too powerful!

His and the other Dharmakayas’ gazes were already fixed upon the water screen. Even Su Daji, usually composed and languid, had risen from her seat, attempting to influence the fragment of the Primordial Chaos.

Before their eyes, Meng Qi manifested his “Indestructible Primordial Body.” A thin halo crowned his head, with chaotic, dark light descending from it. Majestic and solemn, he seemed like a divine being descending from the heavens. With a flick of his sword, five-colored sword beams—cyan, azure, yellow, white, and black—shot forth, absorbing all surrounding hues, leaving only a grayish black and white. The wind slowed, the air thickened, and everything seemed trapped in amber.

Su Wuming stood at an indescribable height. His Daoist Body mirrored his appearance, seemingly formed from different types of sword qi following different rules. His eyes were indifferent, embodying the emotionless detachment of the Supreme Dao. With a wave of his sword, countless sword beams erupted from the void, omnipresent, shattering space and sealing escape routes.

Gao Lan’s body loomed large, clad in imperial robes and wearing a crown. The sun, moon, stars, and constellations revolved around him, mountains and rivers surrounded him, and the spirits of countless human heroes and subjects, along with the illusions of demons, immortals, and deities, coalesced into an overwhelming kingly aura. It surged forth with the Human Emperor’s Sword, turning the sky golden, replacing the sea of energy, and transforming all things.

Witnessing this, Zhu Zisheng, for all his slowness, immediately felt the extreme danger of a sword hanging over his head. Without hesitation, he opened his giant mouth and spat out a Flame Pearl. Yin Bu’er transformed into a monstrous creature with a bird’s body and a human head, like a deity from myth.

At that moment, Lu Daxian’s skin gleamed metallically, revealing his unremarkable “Metal Immortal Body.” With focused eyes and reverent gaze, he watched the other three sword beams. His sword, Xin Jian, swung slowly but swiftly, like thunder falling from the Ninth Heaven. A single sword beam lingered at the bottom of Zhu Zisheng’s pupils.

The sword radiance split apart, like lightning with clawing fingers, its threads intertwining, elusive to the eye. It seemed to form an invisible sword array or vanish entirely between heaven and earth. Yet space began to seethe, matter erupting from seemingly empty voids—now coalescing, now disintegrating—unleashing terrifying devastation and stirring furious winds and towering waves.

The four sword beams converged, and space-time entangled, blending matter and energy, small changes rapidly escalating.

Zhu Zisheng and Yin Bu’er suddenly felt their surroundings grow hazy, like a bubbling pot of white porridge, bubbling and chaotic. This chaos absorbed matter and energy, growing rapidly, seemingly extending endlessly to the end of oblivion. Attacks from other imposters, even their own existence, only deepened the chaos, transforming being into ultimate nothingness.

The red fire pearl flew forth, becoming a blazing sun, dwarfing Zhu Zisheng and Yin Bu’er into mere specks. Flames melted the surroundings, bending space into a sphere. Yet instead of calming the chaos, it intensified it, causing the flames to spiral out of control, the sphere losing all order.

This… Zhu Zisheng and Yin Bu’er looked on in astonishment, then saw a blinding crimson light erupt violently from the disintegrating fireball, illuminating the haze, swallowing the heavens and earth, and even themselves.

A Heaven Immortal’s peak strike equaled the might of a normal star. If unleashed, it could destroy planets, entire galaxies. Even in the vast cosmos, it would draw attention. But here, such power could only destroy a limited area of the surface, penetrating ten thousand feet underground, unable to cause total annihilation. For this was a fragment of the real world directly descended from the Immortal Realm or the ancient Primordial Chaos, whose essence could alter other universes. It was inherently superior to galaxies, star systems, and even the universe itself. Only the battles of those who had crossed the threshold could truly fracture and destroy it.

Yet such destruction did not diminish the terror of a Heaven Immortal’s strike. At least Qin Yue and others saw countless sword beams crisscrossing, flames erupting, the Primordial Chaos’ void and land disintegrating piece by piece, leaving shocking voids. Nearby, savage beasts and fierce birds perished without exception.

Crack! The four sword beams split apart, and a crack appeared in the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array. Zhu Zisheng, enveloped in demonic aura, and Yin Bu’er, clad in starry robes, burst forth, their faces filled with relief at having narrowly escaped death.

Had they truly resisted the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation? A profound sense of disappointment and frustration welled up within Qin Yue, Shan Heng, and the other Dharma Bodies. Su Daji let out a deep sigh.

This was the might of a Heaven Immortal?

This was the terror of a being self-contained, rivaling the sun?

As the thought arose, they saw Zhu Zisheng and Yin Bu’er’s expressions freeze, their eyes reflecting disbelief and fear.

Cracks spiderwebbed across their bodies with eerie creaks and snaps, their Dharma forms shattering into countless fragments—each shard reflecting a scene of utter chaos.

Are we dead? Are we dead? Zhu Zisheng struggled to turn his head toward Yin Bu’er, only to see his own reflection mirrored in the other’s eyes—both dissolving rapidly into silence.

Two Heaven Immortals had perished!

Qin Yue, Zhongli Mei, and others did not rejoice but felt an indescribable shock.

If the two Heaven Immortals had simply died within the Sword Array of Immortal Slaying, unseen, perhaps they wouldn’t have been so affected. But now, Zhu Zisheng and Yin Bu’er had disintegrated before their eyes, their earlier invincible display contrasting sharply, leaving them stunned beyond comprehension.

Could three Earth Immortals and a mysterious Human Immortal truly slay two Heaven Immortals with the Sword Array of Immortal Slaying?

What a deadly formation, what invincibility!

This was the Sword Array of Immortal Slaying.

Suddenly, the shattered Dharma bodies of Zhu Zisheng and Yin Bu’er twisted and convulsed, countless particles of light escaping, each transforming into a strand of white hair, inch by inch disintegrating into nothingness.

The last remnants of the two Heaven Immortals’ true souls exchanged glances, filled only with confusion and horror:

“Are we just a single white hair?”

The white hairs disintegrated into dust. Qin Yue and others looked at each other in shock. The two Heaven Immortals were merely transformations of a single white hair?

Yin Wei Yang’s expression fluctuated. She retreated three steps, her heart surging with waves of shock:

“Were they just a single white hair?”

“What about me?”

“Am I also just a single white hair, with childhood memories, martial arts training, and emotional experiences?”

Suddenly, a figure appeared before her—Tai Li, his hair multicolored.

A smirk curled Tai Li’s lips as he mocked, “So it is. You were all just one of his white hairs.”

Boom! The words struck Yin Wei Yang’s ears, shaking her very existence. Her body visibly began to disintegrate, returning to a single white hair.

So I really was just a white hair. Were all those experiences I thought I had just illusions…? Yin Wei Yang left behind a bitter attachment.

At that moment, a five-colored light emanated from Tai Li’s back, surging toward the astonished Su Daji.

Don’t you want the antidote to the Nine Transmutation Li Xuan Pill anymore? Su Daji’s gaze seemed to question.

Tai Li smiled arrogantly, the divine light sweeping down without hesitation.

So what?

I have slaughtered countless foes, plotted against enemies, and faced setbacks, with no other reason to persist.

But the peacock never bows its head!