If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 1248 The Death of a Great Luo Golden Immortal
The fact that "a bright future" was deciphered did not shock Grand Tutor Yu much, nor did he find it difficult to accept.

Any supernatural power can be restrained and countered.

She just felt helpless.

Seeing that several aspiring Grandmasters showed no mercy and were also ruthless towards her, she became extremely angry.

She hardened her face, her voice booming like thunder, and shouted, "I am the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, I am the Earth Mother of the Divine Land, I am Mount Heng itself. You bunch of fools who don't know the will of Heaven, don't know your destiny, are you really not afraid of divine retribution?"

Upon hearing this, the immortals became even more furious.

"I'm so angry! How dare she be so arrogant at a time like this?"

"The Grand Tutor of Qin is nothing but a fart! Stop wasting your breath on her, everyone attack together and kill her!"

"Hengshan itself."

Yang Erge looked down at the mortal realm below, where the main peak of Hengshan Mountain still towered into the clouds, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Something's not right. The Zhu Ling Cave Heaven, which was just collapsing, seems to have stabilized a lot now.

During their wrangling with Grand Tutor Yu, not a single massive fragment of the fairyland fell to earth.

By the way, what did Yu Fengxian say earlier?

She humiliated him, saying that the method by which the Celestial Phenomenon and Earth devoured the fragments of the Cave Heaven was "like pigs gnawing on food," and that she had a simpler and more efficient method.

Could it be...?
"Master Qingxu, Immortal Jinglin, everyone, please don't act rashly! You mustn't kill Yu Fengxian, you mustn't kill her!"

Yang Jian shouted, but his voice was scattered by the violent immortal energy and drowned out by the earth-shattering and continuous roar of divine power.

Apart from him and Nezha, every deity present unleashed their special skills on Yu Fengxian.

They possess great supernatural powers and powerful immortal techniques; someone threw out an innate spiritual treasure.

The brilliance of their supernatural powers and magical treasures surpassed even the sun's rays.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was unleashed formed a magnificent ocean tide that engulfed Yu Fengxian. However, it could not completely submerge her, because Yu Fengxian transformed into a mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles.

The mountain peaks, covered with dense forests and various rare flowers and herbs, soar into the clouds, creating a magnificent and familiar sight.

"Hengshan Zhurong Peak?" Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise, his unease intensifying, his voice trembling as he shouted, "Don't attack her! She's not Yu Fengxian, she really is Hengshan now!"

But it was already too late.

"Boom, crack~~~" Even the main peak of Mount Heng, thousands of feet high, could not withstand the devastation of the great supernatural power.

Amidst the astonishment and uncertainty of the immortals, and in Yang Jian's horrified gaze, the main peak of Mount Heng shattered with a deafening roar.

It didn't collapse, it shattered completely.

Gonggong, in his rage, struck Buzhou Mountain, breaking the pillar of heaven. At this moment, the divine powers of the great immortals did not attack the mountainside or foot, but directly covered "Yu Fengxian," intending to completely reduce her to dust.

They got their wish; although the main peak of Mount Heng did not turn to dust, it was completely shattered into rocks.

Large swathes of rocks flew and fell, leaving no trace of the main peak of Hengshan Mountain, only a huge hole in its place.

"Boom, boom boom boom, rumble rumble~~~"

The more intense tremors and the more violent sounds actually came from below them, from the human world.

Yang Jian looked down and saw that his worst fears had come true: the main peak of Mount Heng in the human world had completely collapsed, leaving a huge hole in the ground.

It was almost exactly the same as the "illusion" above their heads.

"No~~~"

The Pure Void Immortal, who cultivated in Hengshan in ancient times, attained enlightenment in Hengshan in the medieval period, and opened the Zhuling Grotto Heaven in Hengshan after attaining enlightenment, felt something in his heart at this moment and screamed as if his parents had died.

"No, this can't be! Why is this happening?"

Jinglin the Great Immortal was also howling.

Just moments before, the exhilaration of killing Yu Fengxian brought a gleeful grin to his face.

A moment later, his cries were filled with regret and fear, and his snarl twisted and became a great terror.

"How did Yu Fengxian become the spirit of Hengshan?" The short, fat old man Wei Ran was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"What, what, what happened? Yu Fengxian was killed and Hengshan collapsed?! I don't understand, I can't accept it~~" The blue-faced female immortal Ji An was filled with fear and confusion.

"Click~~~~"

Amidst the noise and chaos, everyone suddenly heard a clear, faint sound coming from above.

The sound was very soft and quiet, but extremely clear.

Imagine sleeping soundly in an empty bedroom late at night when you hear a mouse gnawing on a cardboard box in the corner.

Hearing mice gnawing on a cardboard box while you're sound asleep will only make you feel annoyed and irritable.

At that moment, upon hearing the faint sound, everyone trembled instinctively, as if driven by a primal urge. A nameless panic gripped their hearts like the cold, rough hand of death.

"The sky... the sky is cracked?" a celestial being stammered, pointing at the sky.

"A catastrophe has struck! This time it truly is a catastrophe!"

Nezha flew to Yang Erge's side, his face showing no panic, only curiosity and excitement. "Second Brother, the previous calamity of the collapsing sky was fake."

The crack was only in the cave-like space.

Now that even Mount Heng has collapsed, it must be that the true heavens of Pangu have shattered, right?

Yang Erge swallowed hard and muttered, "It's just a crack, it hasn't broken yet, maybe it can be repaired—"

Before the words were finished, the thin, pencil-drawn black crack seemed to have reached some kind of limit, suddenly expanding a thousandfold, and then shattered, creating a huge hole.

"Crack, snap~~~" It was as if fragments of the sky could be seen falling down, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing but a vast expanse of pitch-black void.

"The sky is collapsing! The sky of Pangu's world is collapsing! It's really collapsing!" Nezha shouted excitedly.

Yang Erge was speechless and furious. "The sky has fallen, what are you happy about?"

Nezha said, "I'm not happy. I'm just a little excited. I've seen plenty of catastrophes in my life."

This is the first time it has been this serious.

Mount Heng is one of the Five Sacred Mountains, and it is the modern-day "Mount Buzhou" of China!

This catastrophe, with its celestial fissure, might just give us a glimpse into the magnificence of ancient natural disasters.

"The sky has fallen, and you're still getting agitated?! Do you even know how many people are going to die?" Brother Yang roared.

Nezha scoffed, "The sky has already collapsed, what's the use of your panic?"

As the saying goes, if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Neither you nor I are tall, so there's no use in being anxious.

Besides, the disaster of the sky falling has nothing to do with us; I don't even know what happened.

Let's just open our minds, quietly admire this once-in-a-millennium spectacle, and wait for our master and the others to make their move.

You must have faith in them!

"Rumble rumble rumble rumble~~~~"

The rift in the sky was widening, and muffled sounds emanated from the dark crack.

Their voices weren't loud, but their feelings were profound.

It was like a person was inside a box, and the box was bumped. The sound was not loud, but the vibration was very obvious.

"Boom, crack~~~" As the sky cracked open, the divine lightning of the Heavenly Dao naturally gathered around the crack.

The moment he saw the divine lightning, the founder of the Shangqing School and the original master of Zhuling Cave Heaven, Qingxu Zhenren, shuddered and went into a frenzy, waving his hands and shouting as if he had lost his mind.

"No, the catastrophe of Tianqing has nothing to do with me, it was Yu Fengxian, Yu Fengxian did it. God, wake up, the catastrophe of Tianqing has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me, don't look for me, don't look for me~~~~~" He shouted wildly while using his escape technique to fly rapidly into the distance.

His speed was slower than that of Grand Tutor Yu, but not by much, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It seemed that some inexplicable entity had been provoked, and a terrifying aura emanated from behind the crack, making even Brother Yang feel extremely oppressed.

The next instant, the lightning that had been wandering around the crack seemed to receive some kind of command, and it suddenly gathered together to form a purple pillar of lightning.

The lightning bolt pierced through the celestial clouds, its location unknown. Even a great immortal like Yang Jian, with his divine eye, could discern the direction of the lightning strike—the very direction in which Qingxu Zhenren had fled.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the thunder was muffled and very faint.

Within the Zhuling Cave, there was no shimmering light, nor any thunder or lightning.

If you are not focused, you may not even hear or notice the sound of thunder.

However, the lightning strikes were very frequent, one after another, with almost no intervals.

The immortals within the dilapidated Zhuling Cave couldn't help but hold their breath, tense their nerves, and dare not blink.

Then the lightning strike ended quickly.

The entire process lasted less than ten breaths, or ten breaths.

"Waaaaah~~" Inside the Zhu Ling Cave, without any warning, a strong wind suddenly blew up, carrying with it a blood-red downpour, sounding like a chorus of ghosts wailing.

Red lightning flashed in the sky, "crackling and snapping~~"

The many immortals whose names were hung in the Zhuling Grotto felt empty and sad at this moment, and wanted to cry out loud.

"No, impossible! Master Qingxu has already attained the Great Luo Dao, transcended reincarnation, and is no longer subject to the Five Elements. How could he possibly be in Nirvana?!" Master Jinglin and the fat old man Wei Ran roared in disbelief.

I was extremely angry, but my anger was mixed with even more fear and panic.

Nezha grinned, "Sure enough, someone died. It was Qingxu Zhenren who died."

"How could someone who attained the Great Luo Dao Fruit 250,000 years ago still die?"

Yang Jian said with a solemn expression, "Even Dao Ancestors can die, let alone Great Luo Golden Immortals."

They are just ordinary immortals, and ordinary methods cannot kill them.

Now that 'Heaven' wants him dead, it has even unleashed 'Purple Heaven Lightning,' a divine thunder of the Heavenly Dao level.

"The notions of being outside the Five Elements and escaping reincarnation are all illusions."

The Dao Ancestor will die; anyone who has read "The Investiture of the Gods: Collector's Edition" knows this. Hongjun Laozu took out the red pill and clearly told the Dao Ancestor: Whoever dares to disobey, I will kill them!
Since even the Dao Ancestor could die, it's only natural that a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be reduced to ashes by the "Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder".

"God, spare me! God, have mercy and compassion!"

The blue-faced female immortal, Ji An, suddenly began to scream wildly for no apparent reason, just like the previous Qingxu Zhenren.

"The calamity of the collapsing heaven has nothing to do with me; Heaven has shown mercy. It was Yu Fengxian who tricked and deceived us. I never intended to destroy Hengshan. My immortal magic fell on her; it was not a deliberate attack on Hengshan."

It was Yu Fengxian's fault. Yu Fengxian inexplicably became the spirit of Hengshan and redirected our attacks to the foot of Hengshan Mountain.

It's all her fault! Even if we have made minor mistakes, we have already attained the Great Dao, aligned ourselves with the will of Heaven, and are the pillars supporting Heaven and Earth!

Although Ji An Da Xian went mad, she did not flee into the distance as quickly as Qing Xu Zhen Ren.

She knelt in the void, kowtowing and pleading towards the crack in the sky.

But beneath the hole in the sky, the purple divine lightning steadfastly coalesced into a purple pillar of lightning, "Boom!"

A massive lightning bolt, as thick as a person's embrace, descended in a winding path, landing on the ruined Zhuling Cave Heaven and engulfing the immortal body of Ji'an.

In an instant, the Great Immortal Ji An disappeared.

Her immortal body, cultivated for millions of years, was reduced to ashes in the thunder and fire, leaving only a wisp of immortal soul struggling to survive with the help of a magical artifact, wailing pitifully.

"No, no! Heavens! Dao Ancestor! Master! Help me!"

One bolt of lightning after another drowned out the cries of the Great Immortal Ji An.

In just five breaths, the lightning dissipated, and Ji An Da Xian was completely annihilated, leaving not even a ghost behind.

“Another Great Immortal,” Nezha murmured.

Witnessing a powerful immortal being struck by divine lightning and reduced to ashes was incredibly visually impactful.

Even with his mischievous nature, which always enjoys watching a good show, he couldn't help but feel awe and fear.

"God, spare me! God, Hongjun Ancestor, spare me!"

The remaining three "quasi-Great Luo" immortals, along with hundreds of immortals from Zhuling Grotto Heaven, were all terrified and cried.

He truly broke down in tears; the once aloof and supreme immortal was now covered in tears and snot.

"Shut up!" Several beams of immortal light rushed from the heavens, shouting angrily at the three wailing "quasi-Great Luo Immortals": "Don't call out that name!"

"Ah, Master!" Nezha exclaimed in delight.

He recognized it.

Among the several beams of celestial light descending from the sky, one was very familiar—it was none other than Taiyi Tianzun, whom they had only recently parted ways with.

However, Taiyi Tianzun did not respond to him, nor did he even reveal his form. Like the other "Old Immortals of the Chan Sect," he was hidden in the hazy blue light, seemingly avoiding something, and even his aura was extremely restrained.

If they hadn't called out to them, even close friends like Nezha and Yang Jian wouldn't have recognized them.

"Shut up, all of you! Stop crying and shouting, it's useless. Take out your magic weapons and prepare to undergo your tribulation!"

In the hazy blue light, an "Old Immortal of the Chan Sect" roared in suppressed anger.

Yang Erge's expression changed slightly. He quickly flew to the opposite side of the three "quasi-Great Immortals" and used a secret technique to transmit his voice: "Three Great Immortals, please calm down!"
Do not invoke that being under the 'Eye of Heaven'.

This is a prohibition imposed by the Daoist Ancestor.

As Great Luo Immortals who have attained the Dao, how could you not know this, and how dare you disobey?

The short, fat Wei Ran and the Great Immortal Jinglin froze for a moment, their faces filled with fear and terror. Their cries for mercy subsided slightly, but they did not stop begging for mercy.

"Heavens above, spare me! I know I was wrong. I am willing to make a great vow to atone for my sins with a million celestial merits!"

Neither of them ever called out the name of "that being".

It was another Yuanling Immortal who shouted first, and several other immortals followed suit.

At this point, it's unclear whether they didn't understand or were simply too panicked to think rationally.

Or perhaps they heard it and understood it, but faced with a life-or-death crisis, they completely ignored the warning and didn't care about the "Taoist Ancestor's Prohibition."

"Grandmaster Hongjun, spare me! Grandmaster Hongjun, this disciple committed an unintentional mistake!"

"You damned idiot!"

Another "Old Immortal of the Chan Sect" got angry and threw something out from the hazy blue light.

The thing was rather dull and grayish-black. At first, it was only the size of a loaf of bread, and its speed, though seemingly slow, was actually quite fast. In the blink of an eye, it was on the head of the Great Immortal Yuanling.

The "bread" suddenly transformed into a hundred-foot-tall mountain, and with a "smack," crushed the Great Immortal Yuanling into a pile of minced meat.

A few drops of moisture splashed onto Yang Erge's face, which was not far away.

The second brother blinked, his expression both horrified and bewildered.

—Master Uncle Guang Chengzi directly killed Yuanling Daxian with the Fantian Seal?!

"Nezha, kill them!" He heard his Uncle Taiyi's voice again.

Then his good brother, Nezha, without the slightest hesitation, transformed once again into the three-headed, eight-armed evil Nezha, and charged into the group of immortals kneeling and begging for mercy from "Grandmaster Hongjun," wildly stabbing with his fire-tipped spear, smashing with his golden bricks, and slashing wildly with his yin-yang twin swords.
In an instant, severed limbs flew everywhere, blood splattered, immortal souls screamed in agony, and immortals fled in panic like ducks.

(End of this chapter)