My son is about to break through.

Deep within chaos.

The ninth Immortal Tribulation has finally arrived.

That was no longer thunder, no longer fire, no longer any form of destruction that could be understood.

It is more like a manifestation of a concept, the end itself, the source of extinction, the ultimate negation of existence by non-existence.

It flowed slowly from the eyes of the ninth round of gray-white calamity, like a gray-white river, silent and still, yet causing the entire chaos to tremble.

The Blood Sun God stood in the void, his body bathed in blood, but his aura had reached an unprecedented peak.

This is the ultimate expression of sublimation!
It is also an immortal foundation that burns everything!

He gazed at the slowly flowing gray-white river, his eyes devoid of madness and despair, replaced only by an extreme tranquility.

"In the end... it still came to this."

The Blood Sun God muttered to himself, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of rusty iron were rubbing against each other.

He looked up at the source of the gray river, at the cold, merciless gray eyes of the calamity, and suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief, a sense of liberation, and a transcendent understanding of life and death.

"I have traversed the endless ages of chaos. From the moment I stepped into immortality, I have already disregarded life and death. Today's situation is within my expectations!"

"but--"

His gaze suddenly sharpened, and the last glint of blood-red light burst forth from the depths of his eyes.

"Even so, don't even think about making me accept my fate!"

The Blood Sun God Lord roared to the heavens, his voice piercing through the chaos.
His broken divine body erupted with light a billion times brighter than at its peak.

The light was not blood-red, but a pure, blazing gold, as if it were burning away all his life essence, leaving only the purest, immortal essence.

then.

He took a step forward and threw the last punch of his life.

There were no moves, no techniques, and not even any fighting spirit.

Yes, it was all the accumulation of his countless years of cultivation, his complete understanding of the Great Dao, and his final resolute decision to face death and live.

"I will never regret this life!"

A punch is thrown.

The light shines through the chaos.

That golden fist aura, pure to the extreme, burning to the extreme, and brilliant to the extreme, surged upstream and fiercely slammed into the gray-white river that represented the end.

"boom--!!!"

A silent collision.

The moment the golden fist energy came into contact with the gray-white river, both began to dissolve simultaneously, as if their existences were being erased from each other.

The gold is disappearing.

The gray and white color is also disappearing.

It was as if two different entities were simultaneously denying each other, trying to completely erase the other from the chaotic record.

But this confrontation lasted only a moment.

The next moment.

The golden fist energy completely dissipated.

The greyish-white river continues to flow.

It silently engulfed the last figure of the Blood Sun God, the burning embers, and everything else.

The figure of the Blood Sun God flickered slightly in the gray-white river, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, no sound came out.

then.

Disappeared completely.

It was as if he had never existed.

……

The chaos suddenly fell silent.

The tribulation clouds began to dissipate, and the nine tribulation eyes slowly closed, eventually disappearing into nothingness, as if they had never been opened.

But the sense of impending doom lingered for a long time.

Then--

"Boom!!!"

From the depths of chaos came a low rumble.

That was not a sound, but the lament of the Great Dao.

Countless drops of blood rained down from nowhere in the chaotic void, falling upon the entire endless immortal realm.

"The Immortals have fallen!"

"Blood rains down from the sky, and chaos mourns all!"

An ancient celestial being murmured to himself, his eyes filled with awe.

When an immortal being completely perishes, its Great Dao collapses, its existence vanishes, and its immortal essence returns to chaos, which will resonate throughout the entire chaos, causing blood rain to fall as a sign of mourning.

An indescribable sorrow welled up in the hearts of all living beings in the endless immortal realm.

That was the Great Dao weeping!

It is order that is mourning!
At this moment, whether it was humans, evil gods, chaotic beasts, or even plants and rocks, all sentient beings felt an indescribable sorrow welling up in their hearts.

That is a resonance originating from the very source of life.

……

The territory of the evil god.

The Immortal Kingdom.

"boom--!!!"

Above the divine kingdom, the once vast and boundless sea of ​​destiny, like a golden ocean, was now violently trembling.

In the center of the Sea of ​​Fortune, the thick, pillar-like pillar of fortune belonging to the Blood Sun God Lord collapsed with a deafening roar!

The moment the pillar collapsed, towering waves surged across the entire Sea of ​​Fortune, and the sea level visibly dropped.

Countless wisps of fortune emitted mournful cries, their bodies shattering and transforming back into scattered wisps of fortune.

"Do not--!!!"

"The Blood Sun God Lord has fallen!"

"How is this possible! He was a supreme expert in the third realm of immortality, how could he have perished under the divine tribulation?!"

"Chaos and sorrow intertwine, blood rain falls upon the world, the Blood Sun God Lord has truly fallen!"

Countless evil gods knelt on the ground, crying out to the heavens in despair, their eyes filled with disbelief, despair, and deep fear.

The fall of an immortal being is an unbearable blow to any race.

"Blood Yang..."

Deep within the temple, the figure of the Void God Lord, shrouded in light, trembled slightly and let out a low sigh.

That sigh contained regret, remorse, and a chilling sense of shared sorrow.

As an immortal himself, he knew all too well the terror of the Immortal God Tribulation.

……

Chaotic void.

Gu Qingfeng stood amidst the blood rain, letting the gray raindrops fall on his body, soaking his robes.

The indescribable sorrow in his heart surged like a tide, almost overwhelming his reason.

This is a resonance of the Heavenly Order, an infection of the Chaotic Will. It has nothing to do with race or stance; it is simply the universal grief triggered by the fall of the Immortal level.

"Humph."

Gu Qingfeng snorted coldly, and the Netherworld Dao within his body suddenly began to operate.

A gray, ghostly aura surged from within him, transforming into an invisible barrier that kept the sorrowful emotions at bay.

Although the power of the Netherworld is not as vast as that of the Heavenly Dao, it is still enough to form its own entity and is not affected by the emotions of the Heavenly Dao.

Soon, the sadness in my heart receded like the tide.

Gu Qingfeng's eyes regained their clarity, and he looked in the direction of the Evil God's Territory, a cold and sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"The Blood Sun God Lord has finally fallen."

He muttered to himself, a hint of relief in his voice.

Yes, thankfully.

If the Blood Sun God Lord had not failed in his tribulation, his successful entry into the fourth realm of immortality would have been a catastrophic event for the human race.

The power of a supreme being in the fourth realm of immortality far exceeds imagination.

Now, with the fall of the Blood Sun God Lord, the Evil God Clan has lost a top-tier fighter, greatly diminishing its strength.

This is undoubtedly great news for the human race.

"pity……"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

"The gap in strength between the human race and the evil gods remains enormous."

Even with the fall of Blood Sun, the evil god race still has twelve immortals, while our human race has only nine.

"The gap between three immortals is not so easily bridged." "Otherwise, this would be the perfect opportunity to launch a full-scale attack on the Evil God race!"

He knew in his heart that the evil god clan was at its weakest moment because of the fall of Xueyang, which had greatly dampened their morale and caused their energy to stagnate.

If humanity can concentrate all its strength and launch a thunderous attack, it might truly cripple the evil god race and completely reverse the situation.

However, this is contingent on the human race having sufficient strength.

Without strength, everything is just empty talk.

"Strength... I'm still not strong enough!"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, took a deep look at the depths of chaos, and then returned to the Xuan Tian Immortal Realm.

He knew very well that the destruction of the Blood Sun God Lord would inevitably lead to turmoil.

A being who aspires to immortality involves too many things, and some of the effects are destined to be difficult to eliminate.

Even if the immortals of the two races cannot go to war at present, it cannot be ruled out that the human race will take advantage of this critical moment to launch a counterattack against the evil god race.

Although it's highly unlikely that any immortal-level beings will participate in this battle, they should still not be underestimated.

……

Purple Crape Myrtle Fairy Court.

Blood rained down outside, but not a single drop fell into the Purple Star Immortal Court.

This place seems to be isolated by a power that can not even touch the blood rain of immortals who have fallen.

Inside the celestial palace, all was deathly silent.

All the celestial officials and heavenly deities stood silently, their expressions complex.

Logically speaking, the fall of an immortal being from the evil god race should be something to celebrate.

But at this moment, the atmosphere inside the hall was unusually heavy.

There is no other reason.

The fall of the Blood Sun God Lord, and the terrifying Immortal Tribulation that even made Chaos grieve, sent a chill down everyone's spine.

The Four Emperors also had solemn expressions, their eyes flashing with complex emotions.

As the strongest human beings after the Ziwei Heavenly Emperor, all four of them have reached the peak of the Nine Tribulations, and their strength is comparable to that of the so-called half-step immortal.

They are qualified to attempt to reach the realm of immortality.

But the fall of the Blood Sun God Lord today was like a bucket of ice water poured over their hearts.

Even an ancient being like the Blood Sun God Lord, who had stepped into the third realm of immortality, perished under the fourth divine tribulation.

where are they?
If we were to trigger an Immortal God Tribulation, what are our chances of success?
This thought haunted them like a nightmare, causing their resolve to waver.

It's not just them.

Inside the main hall, the other Heavenly Venerables who were stuck at the eighth or ninth tribulation and desperately seeking a way to break through were also pale-faced and filled with fear in their eyes.

Immortal Divine Tribulation!

too frightening.

It was so terrifying that it robbed people of the courage to resist.

In this deathly silence.

On the high platform, the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was calm as still water, sweeping over everyone in the hall before finally settling on the Four Extremes Emperor.

“You are afraid.”

It's not a question, but a statement.

The Four Emperors trembled and lowered their heads in silence.

The Heavenly Emperor Ziwei slowly rose, walked to the edge of the high platform, looked at the torrential rain of blood outside the palace, and spoke in a calm and distant voice.

"The path to immortality is to live in the face of death."

Throughout history, countless brilliant minds have fallen victim to divine calamities, and countless heroes who roamed the chaotic world have perished in calamities!

Even the strongest beings at the twelfth level of the Immortal Realm will eventually perish during the tribulation of transcendence.

He turned around, his gaze sharp, and looked at the crowd.

"But this is the way."

"To achieve immortality, one must endure calamities; to achieve eternal life, one must bear great burdens."

"Heaven's way is impartial; it grants you immortal lifespan, and in doing so, it also grants you immortal tribulations. This is the balance."

The Heavenly Emperor Ziwei paused, then his voice suddenly became sharp.

"Do you know how most of the immortals in the Endless Immortal Realm are born?"

Everyone was startled.

"Of them, eight or nine out of ten did not choose to undergo the tribulation voluntarily, but were forced to!"

"They were driven to the brink of despair when a great calamity befell them, when a powerful enemy pressed in, and when the survival of their race hung by a thread!"

"Either we trigger a divine calamity to fight for a sliver of hope, or we sit and wait to die, becoming fish on the chopping block!"

"They were forced to have the courage to live in the face of death in desperate situations, which enabled them to break through and build anew, and to step into immortality!"

His gaze fell once again on the Four Extreme Emperors.

“You are afraid of the divine tribulation now and dare not undergo it because you still have a way out.”

"You can still hide under my wing, rely on the luck of the human race, and eke out a living."

"but--"

The voice of the Ziwei Heavenly Emperor suddenly rose in pitch, like the resounding of a celestial bell.

"What if one day I'm no longer here?"

"When humanity faces annihilation, when the evil gods and immortals unleash their full power, when you have nowhere left to retreat..."

"Do you still have a choice?"

There was deathly silence in the hall.

Everyone, including the Four Emperors, was struck dumb as if by lightning.

The words of the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei were like a sharp sword, piercing through the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Yes!

If the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei were not present, if humanity were facing a desperate situation—

Do they have any way out?

"At that time, you will only have two paths."

The voice of the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei returned to calm.

"First, trigger the divine calamity, face death to live, and fight for that last glimmer of hope."

"Second, to be afraid and stand still, waiting to die, and then, along with the entire human race, to perish in the chaos."

"The difference is that the former still has a glimmer of hope, while the latter is almost certainly doomed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

a long time.

The Emperor slowly raised his head, his eyes no longer filled with confusion or fear, but only with a resolute determination to burn his bridges.

He bowed deeply to the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei: "The Heavenly Emperor's words are like the morning bell and evening drum, awakening people to the truth!"

The other three emperors, as well as all the celestial beings in the hall, bowed deeply, their voices resolute.

"Thank you for your guidance, Heavenly Emperor!"

"We will never fail humanity, nor will we fail ourselves!"

The Heavenly Emperor Ziwei nodded slightly, his gaze once again turning towards the outside of the palace.

He was also considering other things.

With the fall of the Blood Sun God, the Evil God Clan has lost an Immortal. If the Human Clan were to intervene at this time, they could eliminate the threat of an Immortal at the third level.

But a moment later, the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei gave up the idea.

"Although Xueyang is dead, the Evil God Clan still has twelve immortals, especially the one named Yongji, who is the key to everything."

If he does not die, the evil god race will still be difficult to shake.

"Starting a war at this time would greatly increase the probability of human defeat—"

The Heavenly Emperor Ziwei took a deep breath.

Just as he was the foundation of humanity's power to deter evil gods, so too was the Eternal God Lord of the Immortal God Kingdom.

As beings at the same level of the Twelfth Immortal Realm, they are the pillars of stability for both races.

As long as they live, no one dares to make any rash moves.

certainly--

If one of the two races could produce another Immortal Realm 12, they would also be qualified to break the balance.

but.

To produce another immortal twelfth realm expert is no easy task.

So far.

Neither race possessed the resources to cultivate another Immortal Realm 12. (End of Chapter)