My son is about to break through.

boom--

The Heavenly Punishment God Lord unleashed his fury, unleashing his immense power—the power of a half-step immortal—without reservation.

He stood at the center of the shattered chaos, the destructive lightning surrounding him now completely integrated into the black divine spear.

The gun trembled, emitting not the clang of metal, but a mournful wail as if at the end of an era, as if all things were collapsing.

As he channeled his power, the all-consuming darkness at the tip of the spear suddenly expanded, transforming into a slowly rotating "black hole" no more than a foot in diameter.

However, this tiny black hole, barely a foot in size, caused all who witnessed it to feel a sharp pain in their souls and a warning in their Dao hearts.

Wherever it passes, chaos is not pushed aside, but erased, leaving behind a terrifying trail of absolute nothingness, where even time no longer flows.

This terrifying power caused all the remaining fragments of stars within billions of miles to vanish silently, without even a ripple.

The overwhelming aura of destruction, like a chaotic tsunami bursting its banks, engulfed the void in all directions at a speed that transcended time and space. Countless immortal realms attached to this chaos trembled, as if they would be crushed into dust by this invisible aftershock at any moment.

Any powerful being whose divine sense could reach this battlefield, regardless of how many immortal realms their physical body was separated from, would look at the Heavenly Punishment God Lord with indescribable shock and a trace of instinctive fear when they sensed this aura.

"What a strong aura!"

"This person truly deserves to be one of the oldest beings on the Immortal Stele of Longevity. With such strength, he is probably only one step away from true immortality!"

The power unleashed by the Heavenly Punishment God at this moment was a terrifying blow that nearly shattered the ceiling of power below the Immortal realm.

Its power truly reached a level that was infinitely close to immortality.

Only now did many ancient celestial beings, who had only heard the legend of the Immortal Stele of Longevity but had never personally witnessed the full power of those whose names were inscribed on the stele, truly understand just how unfathomable the foundation and strength of such beings were.

Even someone as powerful as Gu Qingfeng, when faced with the Heavenly Punishment God Lord's furious and powerful attack, had a hint of seriousness flash across his eyes for the first time.

While the opportunity to kill the Supreme God of the Void is rare, if one were to withstand this spear head-on, even if successful, it would inevitably come at a price, which would be detrimental to the subsequent battle.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Qingfeng made up his mind and instantly gave up the opportunity to kill the Taixu God Lord.

Faced with the power of that attack, he did not retreat, nor did he use any mysterious movement techniques. He simply clenched his fist again and then unleashed a powerful punch!

This punch remained simple and unadorned.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, no dazzling divine light.

But the moment his fist shot forward, the black hole suddenly froze, as if it had struck an indestructible barrier.

"boom!!!"

A silent, deafening roar exploded in the minds of all those who perceived it.

Gu Qingfeng's fist, seemingly made of flesh and blood, collided solidly with the all-consuming darkness at the tip of the spear.

The anticipated scenarios of fists shattering people and causing death, or black holes swallowing everything, did not occur.

next interest.

A soft yet distinct and soul-stirring cracking sound was heard.

The divine spear that had followed the Heavenly Punishment God for countless epochs and drunk the blood of countless powerful beings had its dark tip dissipate like a burst bubble.

Immediately afterwards, countless fine, spiderweb-like cracks, shimmering with the aura of destruction, spread wildly from the tip of the spear along its dark shaft.

"Woo——"

The divine spear let out its final mournful cry, and the treasure shattered in mid-air.

Countless fragments, carrying the lingering aura of destruction, shot out in all directions like a black meteor shower, piercing through layers of void, their fate unknown as they plummeted into the chaos.

As the gun shattered, the Heavenly Punishment God was struck as if by lightning. He let out a muffled groan, and the tiger's mouth of his right hand, which was gripping the gun shaft, exploded first, spraying out foul divine blood.

The overwhelming force of the shockwave spread along his arm, cracking his skin, breaking muscle fibers, and causing his bones to groan under the strain. His entire arm instantly became a bloody mess, almost rendered useless.

"immortal!!!"

The God of Heavenly Punishment suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with unparalleled horror and disbelief, even mixed with a trace of fear that had rarely appeared in his long life.

He knew better than anyone how powerful his own attack was. It was a pinnacle strike, the culmination of his life's wisdom, infinitely close to immortality.

Ordinary beings are only half-step into immortality; touching them means certain death, and even a slight brush against them means injury.

Even those beings on the same Immortal Stele of Longevity would never dare to confront it head-on.

But now, Gu Qingfeng actually defeated his strongest attack head-on with just a single punch using only his flesh and blood.

Such strength has truly broken through the shackles of half-step immortality and stepped into the terrifying level of immortals!
It's hard to imagine how a human Celestial Venerable, who has cultivated for only tens of millions of years, could cross that insurmountable chasm of accumulation and reach a level of strength comparable to the ancient and immortal.

however--

Before the Heavenly Punishment God could recover from his utter shock, Gu Qingfeng's next attack followed immediately.

It was as if the punch that had just shattered the treasure and injured the god was as easy as casually brushing away a speck of dust.

Gu Qingfeng's eyes remained indifferent. With one step, he traversed the chaotic spacetime caused by the collision and appeared not far in front of the Heavenly Punishment God Lord, lightly pressing down with his palm.

This palm strike, seemingly slow, was actually faster than anyone could imagine.

There were no supernatural runes in his palm, only a pure and heavy power, as if it could bear all the heavens and myriad worlds and suppress the past, present and future.

Before the palm strike even arrived, the invisible pressure had already caused the chaotic energy around the Heavenly Punishment God to stagnate. His broken arm stung, and even his breathing seemed to slow down.

"boom!"

At the critical moment of life and death, the Heavenly Punishment God Lord, as expected of an ancient god lord, was driven by his fighting instincts to suppress his injuries and shock, gather the remaining divine power in his left arm, and hastily raise his hand to block.

Hands and arms touching.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull, muffled sound of flesh colliding.

The Heavenly Punishment God Lord felt an indescribable force coming from him; the force was not a sharp piercing, but a boundless crushing.

He felt as if he wasn't blocking a hand, but rather an entire collapsing chaotic era crashing into him.

"puff!"

He spat out a large clump of divine blood, and the arm he had just raised bent and broke at an eerie angle.

Like a tattered sack struck by an invisible giant hammer, his body uncontrollably transformed into a blur, flying backward at an incredible speed.

"boom--"

His flying body crashed through one invisible spatial barrier after another, carving out a long, void passage filled with spatial fragments in the chaos.

Just as the Heavenly Punishment God was sent flying and almost lost the ability to resist, a cold glint flashed in Gu Qingfeng's eyes, and the real killing move followed closely behind.

He was standing on empty air, not on solid ground, but on an endless stream of murky, yellowish river water.

Using the momentum of the Yellow Springs, he moved like a ghost, once again closing in on the trajectory of the retreating Heavenly Punishment God, and unleashed another punch.

This punch was completely different from the previous ones.

The fist is wrapped with the materialized Yellow Springs River, and as the river surges, it reflects all kinds of hellish scenes and the cycle of birth and death.

The fist's intent was vast and mighty, seemingly destined to send all things into reincarnation and bury all living beings in the Yellow Springs. Its power was so great that the chaotic void of the entire battlefield trembled and groaned, as if it could not withstand this strike that combined ultimate power with the authority of the underworld.

moment.

Wherever the fist strikes, the void collapses silently.

The world-destroying power was concentrated at one point, firmly locking onto the broken divine body and swaying soul of the Heavenly Punishment God, vowing to kill him on the spot and throw him into the Yellow Springs for eternal damnation!

"not good!"

"Stop him!"

The other ancient deities' expressions changed drastically upon seeing this scene, filled with shock and anger.

They were well aware of the principle of mutual dependence. Even with the combined strength of the six gods, they were still suppressed by the enemy. If they were to lose their strongest god, the Heavenly Punishment God, their remaining five gods would not only fail to complete their mission today, but their very survival would become a huge question.

Without the slightest hesitation.

The five ancient deities all exerted their full strength to stop them.

However—at that very moment.

His punch, which was originally poised to strike the Heavenly Punishment God Lord with certainty, suddenly took an extremely subtle deflection at the last moment.

The fatal blow that was originally aimed at the Heavenly Punishment God Lord has now been turned towards the Myriad Tribulations God Lord on the other side.

Make a sound in the east and attack in the west!

Gu Qingfeng's true goal from the beginning was not the Heavenly Punishment God Lord, but the Myriad Calamities God Lord.

"what!"

The sinister smile on the face of the Lord of Myriad Calamities froze instantly, turning into boundless horror and panic.

He never expected that Gu Qingfeng's target would be him!
However, as an ancient god who has survived countless calamities, the God of Myriad Calamities reacted extremely quickly.

Almost the instant Gu Qingfeng's fist intent shifted to lock onto himself, the aura of calamity surrounding him exploded, forming layers of barriers filled with ominousness and curses. At the same time, his feet flashed with light, and he did not hesitate to burn his own source in an attempt to widen the distance between himself and this terrifying killing god.

Unfortunately.

Gu Qingfeng's long-planned change of tactics was so fast and so opportune that it far exceeded the predictions of the Lord of Myriad Calamities.

That punch seemed to have foreseen all his escape routes, containing some kind of profound mystery that transcended time and space.
The God of Calamity felt the surrounding chaos become incredibly viscous, and the flow of time seemed to be distorted. As soon as he made his escape, the fist wrapped in the power of the Yellow Springs seemed to have traversed a vast distance, ignoring the barriers of layers of calamity, and appeared in front of his chest.

fast!
Indescribably fast!

It surpasses the speed of thought and reaction!

The Lord of Myriad Calamities only had time to cross his arms in front of his chest, and the Great Dao of Calamity within his body was running wildly, trying to block it.

However, the disparity in strength between the two sides was fully revealed at this moment.

"Bang!!!"

The moment the fists made contact with the arms, the arms that had been imbued with the power of the God of Eternal Calamity exploded like rotten wood and withered branches.

The fist, still carrying considerable force, landed squarely on the chest of the Lord of Myriad Calamities.

"Crack——!"

The sickening sound of bones cracking rang out in rapid succession.

The incomparably resilient divine body of the Lord of Myriad Calamities visibly dented and deformed from the point where the fist landed, and then terrifying cracks instantly spread all over its body.

More than half of the divine body was directly crushed and obliterated by the domineering power of this punch, turning into the most primitive chaotic energy and broken Dao principles, which were blown away by the wind of the punch.

"what--!!!"

A shrill scream came from the mouth of the God of Myriad Calamities. His face no longer held any of the ancient god's majesty and indifference, only boundless pain and soul-deep fear remained.

"Save me!!!"

His pupils dilated to their maximum, and with his last ounce of strength, he let out a desperate cry for help.

The sound had barely been uttered when it abruptly stopped.

The Yellow Springs water that had been surging beneath Gu Qingfeng's feet now seemed to come alive, transforming into a murky, monstrous water dragon. It opened its enormous maw, which seemed capable of swallowing reincarnation, and with lightning speed, it swallowed up the mangled half of the Myriad Tribulations God Lord's body.

Everything, from Gu Qingfeng's sudden attack to the Myriad Calamities God Lord being devoured by the Yellow Springs, happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that the other God Lords had no time to make an effective interception.

By the time the other gods reacted, the figure of the God of Myriad Calamities had already completely disappeared into the turbid, churning Yellow Springs River.

See this scene.

The remaining ancient gods were all greatly shaken, and a chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

An ancient deity, whose name was inscribed on the Immortal Stele of Immortality and who was in charge of the Great Dao of Calamity, was right under their noses when his divine body was smashed apart and swallowed into the Yellow Springs.

"Get him out!"

The Heavenly Punishment God, his eyes blazing with fury, roared in a hoarse voice despite his severe injuries.

He knew that the Lord of Myriad Calamities had not truly perished yet, and if he could break through the Yellow Springs in time, there would be a glimmer of hope.

however.

Gu Qingfeng would never give the other party a chance.

The moment he suppressed the Lord of Myriad Calamities with the power of the Yellow Springs, Gu Qingfeng pushed the power of the Netherworld Dao to its limit.

The power of the Netherworld Dao at the middle level of the ninth stage stretched across the void, reflecting all kinds of underworld phenomena, and overwhelming divine might engulfed everything.

Every punch Gu Qingfeng threw contained unparalleled power.

The other five Divine Lords fought with all their might, but even with Gu Qingfeng using a portion of his power to suppress the Myriad Tribulations Divine Lord, they still couldn't gain any advantage.

"Do not--"

After a long while, a roar of resentment was heard, and then the violent fluctuations of the Yellow Springs suddenly subsided.

Followed by.

The illusory image of the Great Dao fell.

The chaotic void trembled violently.

An ancient god who had reached the pinnacle of immortality perished on the spot.

These immortal monuments, whose names are inscribed on them, are ultimately no match for the power of the Yellow Springs.

With the fall of the Lord of Ten Thousand Calamities.

The aura of the Yellow Springs suddenly surged.

The benefits of devouring such a half-step immortal level powerhouse are greater than the benefits of devouring billions of ordinary evil gods.

Just for a moment.

The power of the Yellow Springs was greatly enhanced.

Although Huang Quan has not yet truly advanced from the second stage to the third stage, in Gu Qingfeng's perception, the former is already infinitely close to the third stage.

If we could devour the remaining ancient gods...

Gu Qingfeng believed it.

Huang Quan is definitely capable of advancing to the third stage.

Once Huang Quan advances to the third stage, he will have another trump card to deal with immortals.

"kill!"

Thinking of this, Gu Qingfeng's eyes turned cold, and he unleashed all his power without reservation. The Netherworld Path fell into the Yellow Springs, where turbid river water swallowed everything.

Rivers flow across the vast expanse of space.

The five ancient deities, led by the Heavenly Punishment God, were all horrified by this sight.

"Go back!!!"

The Heavenly Punishment God Lord disregarded all dignity and roared, unleashing his power to its limit. The powerful Daoist energy slammed into the Yellow Springs.

Such a desperate strike, aimed at achieving near-immortality, would be difficult for Huang Quan, who had not truly advanced to the third stage, to withstand.

In an instant, a gash was torn open in the Yellow Springs, and the body of the Heavenly Punishment God Lord turned into a bloody light and fled.

Seeing this, the other four ancient deities also wanted to follow suit.

Unfortunately.

They had barely made a move when Gu Qingfeng intervened and stopped them.

finally--

Only by risking his own body to forcibly blast open a passage to the Yellow Springs could the God of the Void escape.

The remaining three ancient deities could only hold out for a short while before being completely swallowed by the Yellow Springs. (End of Chapter)