Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

On a street littered with corpses, Mu Ling'er leaned on a long sword and stood atop the mountain of corpses.

From bottom to top, the flesh and blood become increasingly clear, and gushing blood flows down from top to bottom, turning into a crimson stream that flows towards the earth.

The corpses at the foot of the mountain had no flesh or blood, only their chilling white bones were exposed.

The corpse on the mountainside, composed of bones and mostly missing flesh, looked grotesque and terrifying.

The corpse at the bottom of the mountain was the most intact, and the fatal wound left by the long sword could still be vaguely discerned.

Mu Ling'er stood atop the white bones, her long, bright red dress soaked in blood, making it even more vibrant.

Her once fair cheeks were now covered in blood and filth, making it impossible to tell whether it was her own blood or the blood of those demonic cultists.

Standing atop the mountain of corpses, Mu Ling'er, utterly exhausted, opened her weary eyes.

Looking around, one sees corpses of demonic cultists everywhere, rivers of blood gleaming with an eerie scarlet light.

The pervasive blood energy was absorbed by the formation and sank into the earth. The dead corpses turned into white bones the moment they hit the ground, creating a sinister and terrifying scene.

The wailing, seemingly emanating from the depths of hell, echoed in my ears, chilling me to the bone.

Mu Ling'er didn't know how many people she had killed, nor how much time had passed. All she knew was that when she came to her senses, she was already in this situation.

Once upon a time, Mu An went on a killing spree in Qi'an City, hacking his way from south to north, piling up corpses as high as the city walls.

Today, Mu Ling'er repeated a similar incident and took it a step further, piling up a mountain of corpses that was a full fifty meters high.

She looked up at the sky and met the large, silvery eyes high in the heavens.

What kind of eye is this?

Mu Ling'er couldn't describe it accurately, so she could only use words like "supreme" to describe it.

She instinctively felt that even if all the noblest words in the world were applied to this eye, it wouldn't seem out of place.

The sheer aura emanating from him was enough to make people want to submit from the bottom of their hearts.

If it weren't for the Five Elements Sword Formation composed of the Five Spirit Creation Swords protecting her, Mu Ling'er had no doubt that she would have already collapsed to her knees by now, exhausted.

And that's exactly the reality, in every place that the naked eye can see.

Those who were still alive all knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling and shaking uncontrollably.

Even those demonic cultists with bloodshot eyes and delirious minds instinctively stopped what they were doing, prostrated themselves on the ground, and submitted to the large eye.

"Whose eyes are these?"

Confused, Mu Ling'er could only struggle to stay upright so as not to fall to the ground.

Even so, her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Tonight, she killed far too many people, expending too much energy and pushing her physical strength to its limit.

It stretches from snow-capped mountains in the west to the vast ocean in the east, from fjords in the north to mountains in the south.

The immense pressure swept indiscriminately across the heavens and earth, engulfing the entire Apocalypse Domain in just a few breaths.

In a daze, Mu Ling'er's vision went black and she fell to the side.

Just as she was about to fall off the mountain of corpses, a familiar scent filled her nostrils, and a large hand caught her from behind, stopping her fall.

"It's alright now. If you're tired, just get some sleep. Leave the rest to me..."

In a daze, Mu Ling'er instinctively grabbed Mu An's collar, smelling the familiar and comforting scent. Mu Ling'er's head bobbed up and down until she completely lost consciousness.

Amidst the flames and blood-soaked streets, Mu An glanced at the mountain of corpses at his feet and then embraced Mu Ling'er.

Hundreds of colorful chains formed from the Five Elements Dao emerged from the void, intertwining behind him and dragging the half-dead Youmeng Demon Lord and Sansheng Demon Lord behind him like dead dogs.

Both demon lords were, after all, terrestrial immortals, and even with Mu An's full strength, dealing with them still required considerable effort.

Using the power of the Four Symbols World to imprison the void, tens of thousands of Five Luminaries Divine Radiance were unleashed in a few dozen breaths. Finally, the Flowing Clouds were used to cut the two Demon Lords into millions of pieces, thus temporarily completing the seal.

Even so, the two demon lords have not perished, and the power of heaven and earth continues to repair their bodies.

The tenacious vitality gave Mu An a headache. If he hadn't been forced to, he really didn't want to use the power of the Book of Creation on such a trivial matter.

Ever since the Book of Creation opened to the second page and began to nurture the Four Symbols World within her body, the Book of Creation, which had previously been cold and indifferent to Mu An, has changed its appearance, seizing every opportunity to merge with Mu An.

Each time Mu An uses the Book of Creation, the connection between him and the Book of Creation becomes stronger, and the more he uses it, the faster the fusion occurs.

Judging from the information conveyed by the Book of Creation, there is no cost to merging with the Book of Creation, nor does Mu An need to pay anything.

But from Mu An's own perspective, if the Book of Creation were to merge with him now...

Whether the entity resulting from the fusion is Mu An himself, or the Book of Creation representing the origins of several Great Daos, remains an open question.

Mu An had no way of knowing why the Book of Creation was created.

Mu An only knew that the Book of Creation was formed by the fusion of several damaged Great Dao origins, and was a true treasure standing at the pinnacle of all the heavens and myriad realms.

In a sense, the Book of Creation itself is part of the Great Dao.

In Mu An's view, merging with the Book of Creation is an alternative path to transformation.

Before the Great Dao, which encompasses all things and gives birth to the infinite world, Mu An was as insignificant as a speck of dust, not worth mentioning.

Even if fusion is to be achieved, it should be done after countless years, when he truly stands at the pinnacle, not now when he is still weak.

Even the slightest progress in fusion was unsatisfactory to Mu An.

In Mu An's view, the two Demon Lords were not enough to make him pay such a price.

Throwing these two demon lords into the Four Symbols World to slowly wear them down would also temporarily serve as a source of human energy, promoting the evolution of the Four Symbols World—a win-win situation.

……

Standing atop Corpse Mountain, gazing up at the giant silver eye that occupied most of the sky, Mu An unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

A purer white light, even more intense than the giant eye, flashed and disappeared in Mu An's pupils.

"The Eye of Heaven... the Sword of Humanity... but it just so happens to be this particular moment, and it just so happens to be a puppet."

After staring at the giant silver eye in the sky for a while, Mu An turned his gaze to the precariously crumbling chessboard in the distance.

The golden greatsword stood in the void, and wisps of light rose from the bodies of the people of Qi'an City, ascending into the sky like fireflies and merging into the sword.

Countless points of light crossed the void, converging from all directions.

Ancient towns and villages, grand palaces and pavilions, thatched huts, and countless ordinary people...

Against the backdrop of mountains and rivers, everything symbolizing humanity and civilization is imprinted on the sword, becoming clearer as the light points converge.

The vivid imagery, the converging points of light, and the powerful form that shaped the sword all allowed Mu An to make a judgment at first glance.

A sword of humanity about to be born.

Once this sword is completed, its power will surpass that of the Flowing Cloud sword in his hand, making it arguably the number one sword in the world.

A sword is a rank in the cosmos, and a rank at the very top.