This sight left everyone dumbstruck, their souls trembling from the depths of their hearts. Were the two ancient ancestors from the foreign realm conversing with the Heavenly Abyss?
On the ground, the skull—three zhang tall and black as ink jade—spewed essence from its seven orifices, transforming into mysterious flames that continuously burned the golden decree, making it shine even more brilliantly.
“Wait… why does that skull carry a wisp of immortal aura?” Many on the Nine Heavens’ side felt their hearts pounding. That skull must have an extraordinary origin, yet it had been carved and refined into an altar.
However, it exuded more of an eerie aura, as if corrupted, flowing with a mysterious power. The seven orifices spewed divine fire, terrifying and astonishing.
Everyone knew that if these flames touched them, they would instantly be reduced to ashes.
Because it was clear—nearby space itself was burning, drawing upon the secret forces of the cosmos, all caused by this black skull!
And precisely because of this, the flames’ terrifying temperature could incinerate the golden decree, causing the characters upon it to leap toward the abyss.
“Om mani padme hum…”
From the Heavenly Abyss, golden symbols emerged one after another, imprinting themselves in the void, emitting a grand voice—like three thousand ancient Buddhas chanting, or three thousand demonic overlords roaring—utterly soul-shaking.
It was too horrifying. This voice carried supreme majesty, reprimanding the Heavenly Abyss, as if debating some form of causality with it!
Everyone shuddered. How defiant were the ancient ancestors Anlan and Yutu? With just a decree, they could achieve this.
At this moment, countless beings from the foreign realm knelt involuntarily, their souls submitting in worship, kowtowing in reverence.
On the side of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, even if unwilling, many found their legs weakening, their souls trembling, compelled to kneel.
This was a form of pressure—like weak beasts encountering the king of beasts, instinctively revering and submitting.
“No!”
Someone roared, refusing to bow, unwilling to kneel. They spat out a mouthful of essence blood, forcing themselves to stand tall.
Yet, their flesh betrayed them. Their legs bent gradually, uncontrollably.
The human body held mysteries, the flesh concealing treasures. But these latent energies, these unfathomable powers, sometimes locked behind the body’s gates, could be stimulated by external forces, compelling involuntary actions.
Clearly, the runes on the golden decree were inscribed by two supreme beings who deeply understood the body’s secrets. Thus, the decree’s emergence affected all living beings.
“Whoosh!”
An ancient diagram unfurled, sealing the heavens, fluttering in the wind as immortal might spread. Great Elder Meng Tianzheng had arrived, wielding the Ten Realms Diagram, spanning the void to resist the decree’s pressure, shielding everyone on the Nine Heavens’ side.
At this moment, everyone exhaled in relief, wiping blood from their lips—they had not knelt. What shame would that have been?
Simultaneously, an elder appeared on the foreign realm’s side, holding the Qiankun Pouch, radiating countless beams of light to protect his side, wary of the Great Elder’s sudden attack.
For a moment, all fell silent, holding their breaths, intently watching the black skull altar and the Heavenly Abyss.
The golden decree had completely burned away, leaving only ashes. Thousands of runes soared into the abyss, their dao resonance rumbling, splitting the heavens.
Faintly, it seemed two ethereal golden figures appeared, pointing toward the abyss’s depths, emitting the grandest voice.
“Debating causality with the Heavenly Abyss!” Even Great Elder Meng Tianzheng felt a chill. Anlan and Yutu of the foreign realm were too terrifying.
They could actually achieve this!
Yet, upon reflection, one could only sigh. These two beings were beyond terrifying—not of this era, but remnants of an ancient civilization.
In that time, Anlan and Yutu clashed with true immortels, battled the mightiest invincibles of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—and ultimately triumphed.
How horrifying was that?
Anlan and Yutu had lived for eons, their origins lost to time. They had once faced the likes of the Endless Immortal King and the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King.
Though there were many reasons—perhaps the two immortal kings were not weaker, merely lacking allies—they still fell in the end.
The ones who laughed last were Anlan and Yutu of the foreign realm!
Now, these two supreme beings manifested their might through a decree, displaying invincible dominance!
“Boom!”
The Heavenly Abyss reacted violently, spewing forth a white essence—pure and holy—cleansing the abyss, purging the cosmos.
“Shh!”
Crimson chains of order appeared like blood-dripping immortal swords, shooting from the white mist, slashing toward the golden runes rising from the decree.
In an instant, deafening clashes erupted—like dao swords singing, divine iron clashing—shaking souls to the brink of collapse.
A swath of golden ancient characters was annihilated!
“Om ah hum vajra guru padma siddhi hum!”
A mighty roar echoed, filled with fury—the killing intent of the two ancient ancestors, surging toward the abyss.
Yet, this was merely a decree, not their true forms, nor their divine senses. Its power was limited, unable to resist the abyss’s terror.
The crimson chains of order writhed, clattering like divine punishment from the heavens, piercing through golden rune after rune.
Finally, with a series of “pops,” all symbols were shattered—the decree vanished!
“Great Elder, what were the voices from the golden decree saying?” Shi Hao approached Meng Tianzheng, whispering.
Those nearby, able to stand close to the Great Elder, all wore grave expressions, eager to know the answer.
“As you guessed—they were reprimanding, condemning the heavens, debating a causality!” the Great Elder said solemnly.
Chills ran down everyone’s spines. To speculate was one thing, but to have it confirmed was another!
To dare reprimand the Heavenly Abyss, to roar at it—what arrogance, what defiance!
Though the golden decree was erased, one could infer that Anlan and Yutu feared not the abyss—else how could they dare this?
Of course, there were reasons their true forms could not approach.
“What exactly did they say?” Shi Hao pressed, truly wishing to know what such supreme beings had inscribed.
In truth, the foreign realm’s side was also murmuring, consulting their elders, seeking answers.
Even they could not decipher the decree’s runes—those were ancient scripts only the supreme could comprehend, shrouded in mystery.
“I could not understand them either. I only glimpsed fragments, piecing together scattered meanings,” the Great Elder sighed.
The Divine Archer from the Imperial Pass approached, bowing, urging the Great Elder to elaborate.
“The gist was—they must retrieve ‘that thing.’ Additionally, they must guide back several ‘dao brothers.’ Thus, they must enter the pass!” the Great Elder murmured, his expression solemn.
This was undoubtedly a monumental event!
Those who heard this stiffened, their faces paling—the implications were too horrifying, sparking countless dreadful thoughts.
To enter the pass meant crossing the Heavenly Abyss, breaching the Imperial Pass!
To retrieve “that thing” hinted at an ancient secret—likely the very reason the foreign realm sought to invade the Nine Heavens!
This was earth-shattering, chilling to the bone.
What in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths could attract them so?
Moreover, Anlan and Yutu’s mention of guiding back “dao brothers” was even more terrifying. Not just the great knights—even the Great Elder felt his scalp prickle.
Were there foreign realm beings within the Imperial Pass?
And given the decree’s wording, these “dao brothers” must be peers of Anlan and Yutu—else why call them brothers?
The mere thought sent shivers down spines—utterly horrifying!
A bone-deep chill gripped Shi Hao.
Yet, upon deeper thought, doubts arose. If beings of that level existed, why would they need “guidance”? A single slap could overturn a realm, allowing them to return effortlessly.
“Guidance…” the Great Elder muttered, perplexed.
At that moment, the foreign elder holding the Qiankun Pouch stepped forward, bathed in the immortal light of his artifact, radiant as the sun.
“I advise you to surrender ‘that thing’ promptly!” he demanded.
In an instant, Shi Hao and the others trembled—yet also burned with curiosity. What exactly was “that thing”?
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