My son is about to break through.

"His Majesty!"

When Jiang Jue saw the figure in green robes who had come from the depths of chaos to the Yellow Springs, his tense and almost broken mind suddenly relaxed.

An indescribable excitement and a sense of relief welled up inside me.

That figure was like the light of dawn, dispelling the despair and gloom that shrouded the Immortal Realm.

The most dangerous moment has passed.

The Celestial Emperor has personally arrived!

This means that the outcome of that duel has been decided.

Now let's look at the evil god's side.

The Crimson God and countless evil god generals on the edge of the battlefield changed their expressions instantly.

"Mysterious...Mysterious Heavenly Immortal Emperor Gu Qingfeng—!!!"

The Crimson God Lord let out a dry, hoarse sound as he stared intently at the approaching figure in blue robes. The arrogance and cruelty that had once filled his eyes were now replaced by boundless horror and fear.

The figure, though not tall, seemed to fill the entire world, obscuring all his vision and senses.

The aura was calm, yet it made his soul tremble. A fear stemming from his very life instinct coiled around his heart like a cold, venomous snake.

Although the four phenomena of near-immortal beings falling before him terrified the Crimson God Lord, deep down he still held onto a sliver of extremely faint hope.

Even if Gu Qingfeng really defied the heavens and killed four supreme gods, how could he be without any consequences?
Those were ancient beings whose names were inscribed on four immortal tablets, and their desperate counterattack was enough to drag anyone down with them.

At this moment, Gu Qingfeng might be at his last gasp, suffering unimaginable injuries, and possibly even on the verge of death, barely managing to keep his breath from dissipating.

Perhaps it won't be long before news of this Daoist's demise comes from the depths of the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty.

however.

All their hopes and illusions were ruthlessly crushed the moment Gu Qingfeng truly appeared before them.

The Xuan Tian Immortal Emperor before them was dressed in a neat and spotless blue robe, his aura as deep and profound as an ancient abyss, as powerful as boundless chaos, showing no signs of serious injury or weakness whatsoever.

Those calm, deep eyes, though their divine light was restrained, seemed to contain a terrifying power capable of destroying the heavens.

He stood there casually above the Yellow Springs, yet he gave people a feeling that was even more unfathomable than the surging river behind him.

A human celestial being who could fight six opponents on the front lines and kill four ancient god-lords at the peak of the half-step immortality in succession, yet appeared to be unharmed himself.

Such an existence is simply beyond the reach of these seventh-level god lords; they might not even have the right to look up at its back.

The gap between the two sides is like an insurmountable chasm.

and so.

The instant Gu Qingfeng appeared, his gaze swept indifferently across the battlefield, a look as detached as a god surveying a swarm of ants, before finally touching her—

"escape!!!"

The three Seven Tribulation Evil Gods, including the Crimson God, who had just been swaggering around, now had only this one thought in their minds.

Immortal decrees and dignity are utterly insignificant in the face of this life-or-death crisis!
Without the slightest hesitation, they didn't even bother to exchange glances.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three extremely violent auras, filled with despair and madness, erupted almost simultaneously from the trapped formation.

In order to escape, the three divine lords did not hesitate to burn their life essence and use forbidden techniques that damaged their foundation.

The power it unleashed instantly shattered Jiang Jue's already crumbling formation.

"Crack-boom!"

The array's light barrier, like fragile glass, shattered with a crash, turning into countless fragments of starlight that dissipated into chaos.

Jiang Jue suffered a backlash, let out a muffled groan, and staggered back several steps, his face turning even paler. However, he did not pursue him, but simply watched coldly.

Three streaks of light, each a different color but filled with panic and determination, tore through the void at the edge of the Immortal Realm at speeds exceeding their usual limits, plunging headlong into the chaos.

In the blink of an eye, the other party had already vanished far away, leaving only three rapidly fading trails that were about to disappear into the horizon.

Watching the three deities flee, Gu Qingfeng remained calm and unmoved.

"Can they escape?"

A soft whisper, seemingly asking a question, yet also stating a given fact.

Gu Qingfeng slowly raised his right hand.

He casually pressed down in the air in the direction the three divine lords had fled.

The movements were light and casual, as if he were merely brushing away a speck of dust.

however.

Just as his palm pressed down—

"Boom!!!"

Centered on Gu Qingfeng, a fundamental and unconventional change occurred in the vast, chaotic void spanning billions of miles.

It is not that space is compressed, nor that time is slowed down, but rather a higher-dimensional and more fundamental form of control.

Within the area covered by this palm, it seemed as if all rules, all dimensions, and all existence itself were collapsing towards that point in his palm.

Space loses its meaning of distance, becoming as clear and insignificant as the lines on the palm of one's hand.

The river of time seems to have tied a knot here, becoming viscous and slow.

The entire battlefield, whether it was the soldiers fighting on both sides, the evil god fleeing in panic, or Jiang Jue who had just regained his footing, all had an absurd feeling.

The vast and boundless chaotic void where he was located seemed to have truly transformed into a three-dimensional painting within the small space of Gu Qingfeng's palm.

And he is the supreme ruler who can paint with a brush and erase any detail in a painting at will!

Though seemingly close, they are worlds apart; yet, they hold the world in their hands.

This is the terrifying method that Gu Qingfeng is currently displaying, far exceeding the understanding of ordinary half-step immortals.

The Crimson God, who had originally fled countless billions of miles and thought he had escaped to safety, was now in a state of blissful ignorance.

The moment the palm struck, they felt an irresistible and overwhelming pressure, as if the entire chaotic era had collapsed, descending from all directions and from the past and future, crushing them down.

"what?!"

"Do not--!!!"

Three screams filled with extreme terror and despair rang out almost simultaneously from the depths of chaos.

The void around them was now as viscous as an ancient quagmire, and as heavy as carrying a sea of ​​stars.

No matter how frantically they urged their remaining divine power, how they roared and burned their last source of power, and how they used all their secret techniques, all their power was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, failing to even stir up a ripple.

They felt they were not fighting against an individual, but against the will of the chaotic Heavenly Dao itself, against an established and unchangeable rule.

despair!

Boundless despair overwhelmed them.

finally.

Under the stunned and speechless gazes of Jiang Jue and countless other beings on the battlefield, a bizarre and terrifying scene unfolded:

The three streaks of light that had fled to the distant horizon and were almost gone were suddenly pulled back by an invisible giant hand across endless space and time, flying back at a speed many times faster than when they fled.

Three blurry, distorted tracks were stretched out in space behind them, as if time and space themselves were wailing.

In the blink of an eye.

The three disheveled figures were forcibly pressed back to their original positions by that irresistible force.

Without veering off course, it reappeared right in front of Gu Qingfeng, no more than a hundred feet away, almost exactly where they had been trapped in the formation before.

It was as if their desperate escape, burning their very essence and sparing no expense, was nothing but a laughable illusion, a futile struggle within the grasp of Gu Qingfeng.

The three once arrogant Seven Tribulation Evil Gods were now like three skinned and mangled dead dogs, limp in the void, seemingly having lost even the strength to stand. They could only look up at the blue-robed figure overlooking them, their eyes filled with nothing but extreme fear.

"Spare...spare my life..."

"We were blind and foolish, offending the Emperor's majesty, and deserve to die! We beg Your Majesty to have mercy and spare our bodies, and we will atone for our sins for the rest of our lives!"

The Crimson God also realized what was happening, and, suppressing his humiliation and fear, he begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.

Between life and death, these ancient evil gods, who have lived for countless years and regard all living beings as ants, are no different in essence from mortals.

however.

Gu Qingfeng's gaze remained unchanged throughout, as indifferent as an ancient glacier.

He didn't even lift his eyelids at their pleas for mercy, as if he had only heard the chirping of insects.

"Noisy."

His lips moved slightly, uttering two cold words.

next moment.

Without him making any move, the Yellow Springs water that had been flowing silently beneath his feet suddenly surged into a terrifying wave thousands of feet high, dark and turbid, exuding an aura of annihilation.

"Do not--!!!"

"Gu Qingfeng! Our immortal race will not let you get away with this—!!!"

Amidst the desperate, twisted roars and final curses of the three gods, including the Crimson God, the monstrous waves of the Underworld crashed down like the maw of a glutton, completely engulfing them.

The waves surged, the water murky and yellowish. Three orbs of light of different colors could be vaguely seen struggling and twisting wildly in the river, emitting muffled explosions and inhumanly shrill howls—their final resistance and death-defying agony.

However, all this is in vain.

In less than three to five breaths.

The light struggling in the river quickly dimmed and went out.

The chilling wails and explosions abruptly ceased.

The turbid river water churned a few times before returning to its calm flow, as if it had just swallowed not three powerful Seven Tribulation Gods who dominated the chaos, but merely three insignificant pebbles.

The entire Immortal Realm battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Whether they were cultivators from the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty or evil gods and demons who had not yet been affected by the Yellow Springs, they all stared blankly at this scene.

With a casual gesture, he suppressed three Seven Tribulation God Lords who had burned their very essence to escape, and threw them into the Yellow Springs, where they were completely refined in a few breaths.

Such methods and such power have exceeded the limits of their imagination.

Jiang Jue took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the raging storm in his heart.

He leaped forward and stopped a hundred feet away from Gu Qingfeng, excitedly saying, "Your subject Jiang Jue welcomes Your Majesty! Your Majesty's divine might is unparalleled, sweeping away all evil. It is truly a blessing for our Xuantian Immortal Dynasty and for the human race!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly across the battlefield.

This brought all the cultivators of the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty back to their senses. Immediately, a thunderous roar of cheers and homage erupted, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time bursting forth.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's Divine Power!"

"May the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty be victorious!"

The roar was deafening, and the morale was soaring!
Gu Qingfeng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the wounded but spirited army of the Immortal Dynasty below, and then looking at the evil god army in the chaos in the distance, who were panicked and at a loss for what to do. His eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow.

He closed his eyes, silently sensing the subtle changes in the Yellow Spring beneath his feet after it had devoured three Seven Tribulation God Lords.

The power of the Yellow Springs had indeed become slightly more powerful, and the barrier leading to the third stage seemed to have loosened a bit.

However, this improvement is negligible compared to its current enormous size and the need for advancement.

Gu Qingfeng understood.

It's not that the power of the three Seven Tribulations Gods is useless against the Yellow Springs.

In fact, the essence of any powerful being is beneficial to Huang Quan.

Instead, the Yellow Springs are now truly at the final critical point before their transformation.

It's like a water tank that's already 99.99% full, with the water level at the rim. It's just a matter of that final spark, that one last drop of water, before it overflows and leaps to a higher level.

But before that final transformation occurs, no matter how much water is added, from the outside, the water tank remains the same, and the water level does not seem to rise significantly.

Huang Quan was in this state at the moment, with power constantly accumulating inside, undergoing final sedimentation and transformation.

Strictly speaking, Huangquan is currently in a phase of accumulation, a phase of frantically building up its foundation for a final, powerful breakthrough.

No one can predict how long this process will take.

It may happen naturally in the next moment, or it may require a long period of nurturing and settling.

But in Gu Qingfeng's view, if the entire invading army of evil gods could be turned into nourishment for the Yellow Springs.

Then, it is highly likely that the threshold that triggers a qualitative change will be reached or even exceeded, propelling Huang Quan to complete the final transformation and advance to the third stage!
This thought made the cold glint in Gu Qingfeng's eyes intensify.

He reopened his eyes, his gaze cold and clear as ice, sweeping across the chaos as if he could already see countless fleeing evil gods turning into nourishment for the underworld.

"Jiang Jue".

"Your subject is here!" Jiang Jue's spirits lifted, and he quickly replied.

"Of the six ancient god-lords, four have perished in the Yellow Springs. Tianji and Taixu have escaped with severe injuries, their fates unknown."
The high-level combat power of the evil god clan has been severely damaged, and morale has collapsed.

Gu Qingfeng's voice was calm and majestic, like a decree of heaven, resounding in Jiang Jue's mind.

"By imperial decree: All immortal domains within the territory of the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty shall immediately commence a full-scale counter-offensive!"

Abandon all defensive strategies, take the initiative, hunt down the fleeing evil god, and clean up the battlefield!

His tone suddenly turned fierce, filled with murderous intent.

"Any evil god who sets foot in the territory of my Xuantian Immortal Dynasty shall be utterly exterminated, leaving no one alive!"
With their blood, we pay tribute to the fallen heroes of our immortal dynasty; with their souls, we forge the immortal renown of Xuan Tian!

"My lord, I obey the order!!"

Jiang Jue felt his blood rush to his head, and he trembled with excitement as he prostrated himself deeply.

He knew that the moment for the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty and the human race to retaliate had finally arrived.

……

The various immortal realms on other battlefields also learned of this news.

For a while.

Human morale soared.

"Four half-step immortals have fallen. What a magnificent Xuan Tian Immortal Emperor Gu Qingfeng! He has truly enhanced the reputation of our human race!"

Upon hearing this news, the Heavenly Venerable of an ancient immortal sect was overjoyed.

The dozens of immortal domains under the jurisdiction of his sect are adjacent to the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty.

When the evil god clan attacked the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty, their own sect's immortal domain was also affected.

just now.

News of a great victory came from the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty, which, in the eyes of the Heavenly Venerable of this ancient immortal sect, was an excellent opportunity to launch a counterattack.

These immortal sects are a microcosm of the whole.

Other human forces affected by the evil god are now seizing this opportunity to launch a massive counterattack.

Now let's look at the evil god's side.

The fall of several ancient deities caused their morale to plummet.

After all, the Immortal Kingdom dispatched a total of six half-step immortal experts to take action this time. Such power is almost the most formidable existence below the immortal level.

If it were due to the intervention of an immortal human, then the defeat and death of evil gods like the Heavenly Punishment God Lord would be somewhat understandable.

But rather.

The immortals of the human race never made an appearance.

With Gu Qingfeng's strength alone, he directly defeated evil gods such as the Heavenly Punishment God Lord, and killed four half-step immortals in one go.

Such news could not help but horrify the evil god clan.

If this person were to make a move, among the evil god clan, without the immortals emerging, who could withstand his sharp edge?

and so--

The morale of the evil god clan plummeted, and their army's spirits were completely broken.

Many evil gods retreated silently at this moment, fearing that they would become victims of this battle.

Thus.

The strength of the evil god's army was once again reduced.

A divine lord slew a demon god celestial being on the spot with a single palm strike, and roared angrily: "Anyone who dares to desert in the face of battle, this is their fate!"

"Without an immortal decree, no one may retreat an inch—"

This scene sent chills down the spines of some of the evil gods who were trying to escape.

but.

Just now.

A terrifying aura descended upon the battlefield. Gu Qingfeng looked at the evil god, pointed a finger out, and a beam of immortal light pierced through the void, instantly striking the latter.

"boom!!!"

The evil god didn't even utter a scream before his body turned to ashes.

The morale that the evil god's army had painstakingly rebuilt collapsed immediately upon seeing this scene.

"He is the Xuan Tian Immortal Emperor, Gu Qingfeng!"

"Quick, let's go!"

Many evil gods fled in panic, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, they would perish on the spot.

After all, a powerful evil god who had reached the seventh tribulation level was killed on the spot by Gu Qingfeng with a single finger in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a complete skeleton behind.

Such terrifying power made other evil gods have no intention of resisting it at all.

Don't run!

That's suicide—

just.

As these evil gods fled, Gu Qingfeng flicked his sleeve, and the waters of the Yellow Springs surged forth, engulfing the entire battlefield in less than a breath. (End of Chapter)