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In fact, the moment Su Ning triggered the Chaos Tribulation Lightning high in the Spirit Realm and completely merged the Tai Xu Realm with himself, a wave that transcended the boundary between immortals and mortals pierced through the endless void barrier like a thunderclap.

This fluctuation is not a violent outburst of power, but a primal tremor of "world ascension".

A complete world is about to enter the Immortal Realm with its master. This unprecedented phenomenon instantly alarmed the core of the Immortal Realm at the pinnacle of all realms.

Zixiao Palace, located in the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm, is the place where the Dao Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Dao.

The palace is shrouded in mist year-round, with the laws of Heaven interwoven like threads. The Ancestor Hongjun sits cross-legged on a cloud bed, his body semi-transparent, having long since merged with the Heavenly Dao, and has not shown the slightest movement for ten thousand years.

But at that moment, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

For the first time, shock and unease surfaced in those eyes that had seen through countless ages. The Dao Heart, which had been as calm as an ancient well, was now rippling violently.

An indescribable sense of terror loomed over him like a dark cloud.

This is not a threat from a powerful being, but rather a sign of the erosion of the "Heavenly Order" itself.

"Variables... there are such variables!" The voice of Ancestor Hongjun trembled slightly.

He raised his hand and made a hand seal, trying to deduce the source of the fluctuation, but the Heavenly Dao patterns on his fingertips shattered instantly as soon as they were activated.

The heavenly secrets were in complete chaos, with only a blurry outline emerging in his sea of ​​consciousness: an existence carrying the complete origin of the world was rushing upwards from the lower realm, its aura incompatible with the heavenly Dao, like a boulder about to crash into a china shop.

The opponent was originally no less capable than their system, but they defied fate with their strength and forcibly broke through the barrier between heaven and earth to enter the true immortal realm.

That's right! Where there's truth, there's falsehood!

While the true immortal realm exists, so too does the false immortal realm.

Cultivators who ascend from the Spirit Realm all go to the False Immortal Realm. Su Ning went to the False Immortal Realm last time, so Su Ning, who is rebuilding his cultivation, is preparing to break through to the True Immortal Realm.

“This fiend…is the ultimate challenge to the Heavenly Dao!” Hongjun Ancestor’s expression darkened completely, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

He has been in harmony with the Dao for ten thousand years and has long since bound himself to the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm. If the owner of that fluctuation were to step into the Immortal Realm, he would not be a simple "newly promoted immortal," but a catastrophe capable of overturning the existing order and even destroying his ten thousand years of Dao foundation in an instant!

"We must completely eliminate them before they gain a firm foothold!"

Without further hesitation, Hongjun Ancestor condensed six golden runes at his fingertips, which flew towards the four directions of the Immortal Realm.

The runes pierced the sky and instantly fell into the dojo of the six sages.

This is the Dao Ancestor's summons order, the highest command that has never been used in ten thousand years.

In an instant, light flashed within the Purple Cloud Palace, and seven figures appeared one after another.

The leader, Laozi, wore a green ox-patterned Taoist robe and held a Taiji diagram, his aura calm and unwavering. Beside him, Yuanshi Tianzun wore a jade crown and golden robe, his brows bearing a hint of majesty. Tongtian Jiaozhu had long, flowing hair, held the Zhuxian Sword, and was surrounded by a chilling aura of killing intent. Nuwa Niangniang wore colorful clothes and held the Mending Stone, her temperament gentle yet imbued with immortal vitality. The two Western Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, wore kasayas and were bathed in Buddhist light.

"Teacher, what is it that requires the summons?" Yuanshi Tianzun spoke first, his tone filled with doubt.

Saints have long transcended life and death, and are indestructible through countless eons. Ordinary matters could not possibly cause the Dao Ancestor to mobilize such a large force.

Hongjun Ancestor's gaze swept over his seven disciples, his voice heavier than ever before: "There is an anomaly in the lower realm who ascended with the complete origin of the world. Its existence has threatened the foundation of the Immortal Realm, and even the survival of the Heavenly Dao. This calamity cannot be resolved without the joint efforts of the eight of us."

"Oh? The origin of a world?" The Tongtian Sect Master raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat dismissive. "It's just a creature from the lower realm that has gained some fortune. Why do we need to work together, Master? I alone, with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, can annihilate it."

"We must not be careless." Hongjun Ancestor gave Tongtian a deep look and said slowly, "I have been a Daoist for ten thousand years. The origin and strength of someone who can make me feel alarmed and whose predictions I cannot make are far beyond our imagination. If this fiend does not die, the Immortal Realm will surely perish, and neither you nor I will escape annihilation!"

"Furthermore, the consequences of this matter are too great for me to bear alone, which is why the seven sages have to be mobilized together."

Upon hearing this, the six sages finally abandoned their initial contempt.

They had followed Hongjun in his cultivation for hundreds of millions of years and had never seen the Dao Ancestor display such intense "fear".

An existence that can make even the Dao Ancestor feel troubled is no ordinary person!
"We will obey our teacher's decree!" the six saints replied in unison, their auras instantly rising as they prepared for an unprecedented battle.

Meanwhile, at the void passage on the edge of the Immortal Realm.

As soon as Su Ning stepped from the Spirit Realm into the Immortal Realm, before he could even see the scene before him, he felt a bone-chilling cold descend upon him from above.

That wasn't ordinary killing intent, but rather a suppression originating from the "Heavenly Dao" itself, as if the entire Immortal Realm was rejecting his existence.

"Oh no!" Alarm bells rang in Su Ning's mind, and he looked up sharply.

Above the celestial realm, eight figures floated and stood, each exuding an aura of immortality.

The elder at the head (Hongjun) was surrounded by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, as if the entire Immortal Realm was his body; the six people behind him each had an aura far exceeding that of the Mahayana cultivators in the Spirit Realm, and were even several times stronger than him after refining the Taixu Realm.

This is a true "saint," the supreme being of the immortal realm!

"Seven... seven people came all at once?" Su Ning's heart sank to the bottom.

He never expected that he would be besieged so terrifyingly shortly after ascending to the Immortal Realm and before he could even stabilize his cultivation.

"An anomaly, intolerable to Heaven, shall be punished!" The voice of Ancestor Hongjun was cold and merciless, like the judgment of Heaven, leaving no room for negotiation.

Before the words were even finished, the seven supreme beings attacked simultaneously!
Laozi raised his hand and threw out the Taiji Diagram. The black and white energies within the diagram swirled, instantly stabilizing the surrounding earth, water, fire, and wind, completely sealing off Su Ning's escape route. Yuanshi Tianzun unleashed the Pangu Banner; as it waved, countless chaotic energies surged forth, tearing through the void and heading straight for Su Ning's face. Tongtian Jiaozhu formed hand seals, and four enormous sword pillars descended from the sky, forming the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The killing aura soared to the heavens, causing the entire Immortal Realm to tremble. Nuwa waved her red embroidered ball, and a seven-colored ray of light wrapped around it, attempting to bind Su Ning's primordial spirit and the Taixu Realm. The two Western Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, chanted scriptures simultaneously, and golden Buddhist light transformed into a gigantic palm, striking down with the power to suppress all things. Hongjun Laozu further mobilized the power of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm, and countless chains of law emerged from the void, wrapping around Su Ning like a spiderweb, sealing off space and time, making even movement incredibly difficult.

This was a decisive victory!

Without any probing or idle talk, the seven supreme beings unleashed their most powerful methods, determined to annihilate Suning completely!
Su Ning's Void Realm instantly unfolded, and the power of the world transformed into a protective shield, resisting attacks from all directions.

However, when faced with the combined attack of the Sage and the Dao Ancestor, his defenses were as flimsy as paper.

The black and white energies of the Taiji diagram eroded the world's barrier, the chaotic energy of the Pangu Banner tore through the protective shield, the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword Formation pierced his primordial spirit, the light of the red embroidered ball entwined the core of the Taixu Realm, the Buddha's light palm continuously compressed his space of movement, and the Vajra Bracelet slammed hard into the Taixu Realm, emitting a piercing cracking sound.

"Pfft—" Su Ning spat out a mouthful of blood, his physical body began to disintegrate, and his primordial spirit was like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

He could feel his Taixu Realm collapsing, the power of the world rapidly dissipating, and the shadow of death never so close.

"I'm not reconciled!" Su Ning roared in frustration.

He rose from an ordinary person, endured countless hardships in all the heavens and myriad realms, and finally cultivated and refined the Taixu Realm, ascending to the Immortal Realm. Before he could realize his grand ambition, he was about to die at the hands of these seven high and mighty beings.
"Since you won't give me a way out... then let's all die together!"

In despair, a surge of madness welled up in Su Ning's heart.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes. He stopped trying to defend himself and instead poured all his will, all his power, and even his own primordial spirit into the core of the Taixu Realm!
In fact, Su Ning had foreseen the danger before his ascension, so he left his confidante and bloodline in the spirit world.

If the ascension goes smoothly, I can naturally go back to bring them to the Immortal Realm; if it doesn't go smoothly, I won't let them perish with me.

"Explode! Explode completely! I'll use the Dao of Annihilation of the Void to drag you all down with me!"

boom--! ! !
A deafening roar, powerful enough to shatter eternity, erupted at the edge of the immortal realm!

Su Ning's Taixu Realm, a place that was about to be promoted to a perfect Great World, was completely detonated under his will!
There was no light, no sound, only the purest "destruction" and "nothingness".

The energy that existed at the birth of the world exploded in reverse at this moment, forming an ever-expanding black vortex.

Wherever the vortex passed, everything was swallowed up...

The black and white energies of the Tai Chi diagram were shattered, the chaotic energy of the Pangu Banner was absorbed, the sword pillars of the Zhuxian Sword Formation began to disintegrate, the light of the red embroidered ball dimmed instantly, the Buddha's light palm turned into nothingness, the Vajra Bracelet was blasted away, and the chains of law broke inch by inch!
The expressions of Hongjun Patriarch and the seven saints changed drastically. They did not expect that Su Ning would choose to self-destruct the world, and the power of this self-destruction far exceeded their imagination!

"Retreat quickly!" Hongjun Ancestor roared, mobilizing all the power of the Heavenly Dao to form a defensive barrier.

The other six saints also activated their protective treasures in an attempt to resist the vortex of destruction.

But it was all too late!
The ripples of destruction spread out instantly from Suning's center.

The sky of the celestial realm was torn open with huge cracks, the earth began to collapse, and countless celestial mountains, blessed lands, palaces and buildings turned to ashes in the ripples. Celestials, gods and immortals who could not escape in time, and even some low-level gods, were annihilated in an instant, leaving not even their primordial spirits behind.

The Heavenly Dao Barrier of Hongjun Laozu was forcibly torn apart, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his Dao Heart severely damaged; cracks appeared in Laozi's Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner of Yuanshi Tianzun shook incessantly, one of the sword pillars of the Zhuxian Sword Formation of Tongtian Jiaozhu collapsed, Nuwa Niangniang's red embroidered ball lost its luster, the Buddha light of the two Western Saints dimmed, and even a gap appeared on the Vajra Bracelet.

All the saints were severely injured, and their foundations were shaken!

The ripples of destruction continued to spread, as if to drag the entire immortal realm into nothingness.

But at this moment, the spread gradually slowed down, eventually stopped, and then slowly contracted until it disappeared completely.

At the edge of the immortal realm, only a desolate void remains.

The heavens cracked, the earth shattered, the laws were in chaos, and spiritual energy leaked out wildly. The once prosperous immortal realm was now like ruins.

Hongjun Laozu and the six saints floated in the void, their auras weak and their faces still showing signs of fear.

They stared at the ruins before them, their hearts filled with disbelief...

A cultivator who ascended from the lower realm actually forced the eight of them to join forces, and caused such a heavy price!

"Is he... dead?" the Tongtian Sect Leader asked in a hoarse voice.

Hongjun Ancestor closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then slowly nodded: "The world has been completely annihilated, and the primordial aura has dissipated... He must be dead."

Yet, a sense of unease lingered in his heart; the feeling of "variable" that made him uneasy did not seem to have completely disappeared.

Unknown to anyone, at the last moment of the shrinking vortex of destruction, a faint, broken ray of light, carrying the last remaining trace of Su Ning's primordial soul, struggled to break free from the shackles of the Immortal Realm under the cover of chaotic air currents. Like embers in the wind, it drifted towards the dark, unknown depths of the void, a place even the Heavenly Dao could not reach.

Within that wisp of remnant soul, Su Ning's last will still lingered...

Live on, and take revenge!

The calamity in the immortal realm has temporarily subsided, and an era has come to an end with Suning's self-destruction.

But will that wisp of remnant soul, drifting into the unknown void, return one day in the future, carrying an even more terrifying power?

No one could answer.

Only that shattered immortal realm, and the seven severely wounded supreme beings, silently witnessed this catastrophe that overturned the order, awaiting the arrival of the next variable.

...(End of chapter)