In the mythical age, I, Pangu, created the world and attained enlightenment.

Meanwhile, the Ruthless Great Emperor has left the strange world. After saying goodbye to the protagonist Ye Fan, she is also preparing to undergo the Immortal King Tribulation!

She stood in the void, the bronze mask removed, revealing her unparalleled beauty, her skin as white as snow, her cold and elegant demeanor, as if meticulously carved from celestial jade, her charm unmatched, and her beauty capable of captivating a nation!

She shimmered with a faint white light, ethereal and otherworldly, with an otherworldly aura, like a banished immortal descending to earth, giving people a stunning feeling of transcendence from the mundane world.

Dressed in white, she possessed unparalleled beauty and her gaze was as deep as the starry sky. She exuded a powerful aura, and the Ruthless Great Emperor was not afraid at all!
However, she planned to go to Pangu Tianzun first. Ruthless Emperor had a premonition that she wanted to use the other party's Bronze Immortal Palace!
But she didn't know where the other party was. In this Immortal Realm, every small world was as insignificant as a speck of dust. How easy would it be to find someone in the vast Immortal Realm?
But she wasn't in a hurry, so she went to look for the figure of Pangu.

The Immortal King Tribulation is extremely terrifying; even the Ruthless Great Emperor dares not relax his guard in the slightest!
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Time passes minute by minute.

Feng Qingyang, who was inside the small world, frowned and slowly opened his eyes. He sensed that someone was preparing to enter!
His gaze was fixed on a figure standing in the void.

She wore a ghost mask, its lines resembling a cry, yet not quite a cry, stained with bronze rust, and its cracked edges gleaming with stardust-like light, as if sealing away a lost era!

Her hair fell like an inverted Milky Way, with ice crystals clinging to the ends of her long black hair.

There was a pale golden vertical mark between his brows, and his seemingly half-open eyes were filled with chaotic energy. Occasionally, the light that escaped from his gaze melted the drifting meteorites into glass-like teardrops!
Her hands were slender and jade-like, and she wore a simple white dress without any patterns.

"This is... the Ruthless Great Emperor?"

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, truly not expecting that the Ruthless Great Emperor would come looking for him, and even more so, that he could find his whereabouts so accurately!
"Pangu Tianzun".

She spoke softly, like a celestial maiden untouched by worldly affairs, captivating all who heard her!

"Ruthless Great Emperor, what brings you here?"

The other party must have something to ask of us to find this place, otherwise they would never have come here!
Even so, Feng Qingyang couldn't quite understand what it was that made the Ruthless Great Emperor seek him out.
"Could you lend me the Bronze Immortal Palace? I will return it to you once I have survived the Immortal King Tribulation."

Upon hearing this, he nodded, his tone calm, his eyes never revealing any emotional fluctuation.

"can!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faint immortal light emanating from the bronze immortal palace flew out from the small world within his body and landed in the hands of the Ruthless Great Emperor.

"Thank you."

Then the Ruthless Great Emperor turned and left. Watching the other party's departing figure, Feng Qingyang did not think too much about it and continued to cultivate, preparing to break through to the realm of the Supreme Giant!

…………

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The figure of the Ruthless Great Emperor appeared above a starry river. Thirty-six thousand abysses cracked open in the dome above her head, and lightning magma formed from the laws of immortal kings flowed in each crack!

When the first drop of crimson-gold calamity liquid fell, the surrounding mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles instantly faded into gray-white ink. Nine thunder dragons carrying bronze chains emerged from the end of the river of time, each scale reflecting a civilization that was destroyed in a certain era!

Her Celestial King Tribulation is about to descend!
"Boom!" A terrifying sound echoed throughout the void, causing countless stars to tremble as if they were about to collapse at any moment!
“Noisy.”

With a gentle wave of her wide sleeves, the woman's long black hair suddenly transformed into a guillotine.

The moment the celestial light rain collided with the world-destroying thunder, millions of scarlet mandalas bloomed in the void, each petal a roaring, shattered dragon soul!
She climbed the steps, stepping on the broken spine of the thunder dragon, her white robes trailing behind her fluttering in the wind like a banner of god-slaying!

Seventy-two celestial palaces emerged from the depths of the tribulation clouds. Each palace door, when opened, emitted a Daoist chant that made all the heavens tremble. The phantoms that emerged from the palaces all carried the broken life wheels of celestial kings, which were the manifestations of the resentment of all those who failed to transcend tribulations throughout history!

The First Palace Immortal King thrust forward, wielding the broken Emperor-Slaying Spear, its tip imbued with the killing intent of nine hundred epochs. The woman in white neither dodged nor evaded; suddenly, the ghost-face mask opened its third vertical pupil, within which danced bronze flames that could incinerate all things!

When her fingertips touched the spearhead, the entire spear melted like a candle, and a million horrified faces of immortal kings emerged from the dripping immortal gold liquid!

"burial."

With that soft shout, spiderweb-like cracks simultaneously appeared on the surfaces of all the bronze celestial palaces. The bronze ring in the woman's hair emitted chaotic light, and those celestial palaces that had once suppressed the heavens capsized like paper boats in the river of time. The mournful cries emanating from the palaces shattered the River of Oblivion in the eighteen layers of the Netherworld!

Beneath the feet of the woman in white, a path to the afterlife, constructed of bronze rings, appeared. At the end of the path, a little girl with pigtails stood barefoot, holding a pottery jar filled with semi-solidified dark red liquid.

Rusty copper chains pierced through the void, with seventy-two skeletons covered in tooth marks attached to the other end!
"You can't become a Celestial King!"

Countless voices resonate in the river of time!

"Obsessions that lead to enlightenment are ultimately just illusions."

Suddenly, three inches of clear light emanated from the bloodstain between the woman's eyebrows, and three flowers of the Great Dao respectively supported the bronze immortal sword, the Devouring Demon Jar, and the Ghost Face Mask.

In the past, she wielded her sword, severing all the bronze locks; in the present, she formed hand seals, shattering the blood-red vortex; and in the future, she rode the Flying Immortal Waterfall straight into the core of the tribulation clouds. The white bones that had gnawed at countless ages transformed into fireflies in the sword light, illuminating the little girl's last smile before she vanished.

"I want this mortal world to no longer be able to restrain the sword in my hand."

Nine celestial kings, formed from the very origin of the Great Dao, descended, with bronze compasses symbolizing divine punishment floating above their heads.

The woman in white suddenly removed her mask, and for the first time, a gentle smile appeared on her face, a face that could suffocate even the gods and demons of the heavens. She reached out and tore a blood-stained shard of pottery from the void, and gently blew on it.

The fragments transformed into a coffin that blotted out the sky, and the original essence of the three thousand divine bodies that had been devoured emerged on the surface of the coffin.

The moment the bronze coffin lid was lifted, the nine celestial kings' avatars melted away like snow meeting the blazing sun, their scattered Dao principles swallowed up by the chaotic mist gushing from the coffin.

The woman ascended the heavenly ladder, forged from the remains of an immortal king, step by step. Each step beneath her feet was transformed from the Dao Fruit of some peerless genius.

As the last ray of tribulation light vanished, a rain of crimson-gold light simultaneously fell upon all the heavens and myriad realms. All cultivators who touched the rain of light witnessed illusions!
The woman in white sat alone in the bronze immortal palace, with the corpses of nine immortal kings, their life wheels severed, lying at her feet. Outside the palace floated seventy-two pierced life stars.

In the void after the tribulation clouds dispersed, 108,000 bronze swords floated. Each sword reflected a projection from a different time and space!
There are scenes of a phoenix with broken wings falling into the chaotic sea, an ancient Buddha's golden body covered in cracks, and a celestial king's crown being pierced by a bronze ring.

The moment the woman in white put her mask back on, all the Dao Swords chanted in unison, and a projection of a ghost mask appeared in the void of her secluded cultivation place!
In the lingering lightning at the edge of the universe, one can vaguely see a future being wielding a celestial sword, cleaving a surging river of time in two!
(End of this chapter)