Meng Tianzheng was about to pass away. Before the Imperial Pass, the crimson hues of twilight painted a sorrowful scene, evoking deep melancholy.
A crowd wept bitterly, knowing he would soon enter eternal rest, his life beyond saving.
A peerless hero of his generation could not escape the final farewell.
“Senior!” Shi Hao stood nearby, his voice choked with emotion. How could he bear to face this? He offered divine herbs and immortal elixirs, but Meng Tianzheng shook his head—his fate was sealed.
The sight was unbearably tragic. After the earth-shattering battle that had defended the Imperial Pass, the Grand Elder Meng Tianzheng had severed his own path, choosing to bury himself in the end.
His golden battle armor, stained with blood—both his enemies’ and his own—marked the imminent end of his glorious era.
“I have one regret—I never became an immortal,” Meng Tianzheng murmured softly. In an era where immortality was deemed impossible, he had forged his own path and nearly succeeded.
Yet, for the final battle, to protect the Imperial Pass, he had sacrificed his own brilliance, abandoning what could have been eternal glory.
Now, though he still radiated unparalleled majesty, regret lingered in his heart.
Meng Tianzheng’s aura receded inward, his life force slowing, no longer blazing like an endless ocean. Now, it was quiet, subdued.
“In my heart, Senior, you surpass all immortals!” Shi Hao declared, his words filled with genuine reverence.
“Old friend, where do you wish to rest?”
An elder from the Immortal Academy approached, grief heavy in his heart. They had been companions for nearly an epoch, and now he would see his friend to his final rest.
The Imperial Pass had been mostly repaired, and many had gathered to pay their respects.
“Fellow Daoist, we send you off!” someone sighed. Even the Supreme Beings knew there was no reversing fate.
Meng Tianzheng was destined to die; no one could bring him back.
“I need no burial ground, no tombstone. Let me rest within the heavens and earth, slumbering at the frontier. This is where I fought my last battle—let me guard it forever,” Meng Tianzheng said.
His words pierced the hearts of all who heard them.
“With the heavens and earth as my tomb!”
With a mighty roar, Meng Tianzheng forced everyone back, unleashing a divine radiance that sent Shi Hao into the Imperial Pass.
**BOOM!**
At that moment, Meng Tianzheng erupted with power, his entire body ablaze, releasing an indomitable force.
A supreme aura surged, sweeping across the heavens and earth. His black hair billowed wildly, his eyes sharp as lightning, his presence skyrocketing.
From his body, wisps of immortal light rose, shrouding him in sacred mist, making him appear like a true immortal descending upon the world!
“Senior Meng!”
The people on the Imperial Pass were stunned. What was he doing, unleashing his full power at the brink of death?
“Brother Meng’s spirit towers over mountains and rivers! Even at death’s door, he charges forward, taking his final step toward immortality!” Wang Changsheng marveled.
Everyone understood—Meng Tianzheng refused to yield. Even with his life fading, he would stride forward, burning his essence, his soul, his very Dao, to shatter the barriers of the world and step into the realm of immortals.
This was defiance against heaven itself!
All knew his wounds were irreversible. Even if he succeeded, he would not survive.
His death would be glorious—and brutal.
For in that moment, he would have spent everything.
If he could not live to see immortality, he would blaze brilliantly for an instant, shattering the curse of this era, breaking all shackles.
Meng Tianzheng stood peerless, radiant and eternal. Everyone retreated into the Imperial Pass, unable to withstand his presence.
Immortal light swirled around him, carrying his unyielding will, his refusal to surrender. This was his final battle.
**A step toward immortality!**
The light of ascension erupted, illuminating the entire frontier, illuminating this era!
Inside the Imperial Pass, all were awestruck.
What a pity! Had the divine embryo within his great bow remained unharmed, had his Dao fruit not been wounded, he would not have met such an end. He could have ascended naturally!
**BOOM!**
Meng Tianzheng moved, weaving peerless techniques. Immortal energy swirled, divine light enveloping him, making the scene ever more majestic and profound.
Like a war god reborn, an immortal returned to life!
Though his path was ending, his spirit remained indomitable. With a mighty roar, the frontier trembled. He stood eternal amidst the flames, dazzling and terrifying.
**BOOM!**
With a wave of his hand, Meng Tianzheng summoned stars from beyond the heavens, refining them with immortal power to rebuild the Imperial City, restoring it in an instant.
“Has he surpassed the Supreme Realm? Are both feet already in that domain?” a Supreme Being murmured, voice trembling.
Not long ago, Meng Tianzheng had briefly touched the immortal realm, shocking the world. Now, had he truly succeeded?
But death was imminent.
His Dao fruit burned in the flames, his brilliance marking his final step into immortality.
**BOOM!**
Suddenly, the Abyss trembled violently. The sea of laws boiled over, divine chains of order pouring down like a flood.
From the foreign realm, a deafening roar echoed. A supreme being moved—Anlan’s spear, Wushang’s halberd, all manifesting within the Abyss.
Earlier, Wushang’s halberd had sought to carve a path, sending an immortal to annihilate the Imperial Pass.
Now, not one, but multiple weapons strained against the Abyss’s curse-like power, striving to deliver that immortal across.
A cataclysmic shift!
**CRACK!**
Finally, one weapon fractured, nearly breaking.
They withdrew swiftly. To lose such treasures would undo eons of preparation.
Their supreme artifacts could not be sacrificed—they were needed for future conquests.
For they knew of the Immortal Domain’s existence and could not afford heavy losses now.
On the Imperial Pass, all were stunned. At the last moment, disaster had nearly struck—but the enemy had failed!
**”Hahaha—”**
Laughter erupted from the Abyss.
Just as relief settled in, a figure staggered forth, drenched in blood, wounds gaping to the bone.
Flesh hung in tatters, bones shattered, his body twisted and broken from bearing unimaginable force.
**BOOM!**
Yet in the next instant, he straightened, his aura eclipsing the stars, shaking the vast frontier.
The presence of an immortal radiated—supreme power, divine light, like a Peacock Ming King descending upon the world.
An immortal had crossed over.
The weapons had fought to protect him, to deliver him here.
Killing intent filled the air, the very fabric of reality cracking under his gaze.
An immortal, gazing down upon the Imperial Pass!
How could this be? Despair gripped all, cold as ice.
The war was supposed to be over. They had hoped for centuries of peace. Yet now, at the final moment, an immortal had arrived.
Above the Abyss, laws cascaded down, chains of order sealing it tighter than ever.
No more breaches would be possible.
But what of the immortal already here? Who could stop him?
The immortal’s eyes fell upon Meng Tianzheng, intrigued. The man was radiating immortal light, stepping into a new realm.
“Interesting. You first,” the foreign immortal said coldly, advancing step by step.
At his appearance, all on the Imperial Pass felt their scalps prickle, hearts sinking into despair.
Yet Meng Tianzheng smiled—bright, fearless, brimming with battle intent and peerless majesty.
He strode forward to meet the immortal.
“My one regret was never becoming immortal. Will you mend that for me?” he laughed.
Clad in golden armor, glowing like the sun, he would rather die in battle than fade quietly.
Meng Tianzheng stood tall, black hair flowing, confidence unshaken as he faced the immortal.
“I could kill you with a single finger,” the immortal sneered.
And he did—extending one finger, magnifying it to crush Meng Tianzheng.
Meng Tianzheng raised his broken bow, blood dripping onto him. From within, a body fell—a divine embryo, or perhaps his Dao fruit?
**BOOM!**
A terrifying aura engulfed the world, darkness swallowing all.
This was no divine embryo—it was a demonic form, radiating sinister power, black light shrouding existence.
Meanwhile, Meng Tianzheng himself blazed like celestial fire, resembling a divine embryo, immortal radiance eternal.
With a deafening roar, both bodies struck as one.
Unbreakable scriptures ignited, eternity shattered—longevity revealed!
**THUD!**
Yin-Yang light illuminated past and future as Meng Tianzheng and his demonic counterpart repelled the immortal’s finger.
The immortal withdrew his hand, fingertip numb, blood dripping.
“Not bad,” he said coldly.
“Kill me with one finger? You can’t,” Meng Tianzheng retorted.
On the Imperial Pass, all were stunned. Meng Tianzheng was fighting an immortal?
Was he truly breaking myths, glimpsing eternity?
Now, Meng Tianzheng stood divided—one bathed in divine light, black hair flowing; the other cold, demonic, a supreme devil god.
Both were youthful, in their prime, tall and majestic. One with black hair, the other snow-white—yet both radiated overwhelming power, clad in golden armor, immortal energy surging.
Meng Tianzheng roared:
“Today, I walk the path of slaughter, tread the road of blood! My one regret—you shall mend it! On the road to immortality, we duel!”
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