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

At the center of the auspicious clouds, Bai Ling took a deep breath and gave the young man beside her an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

The young man in the tuxedo didn't seem to care much about the chaos below, focusing intently on his own task.

Standing in front of a bar counter made of colorful auspicious clouds, the young man in a tuxedo smiled and mixed a glass of orange-colored liquor on the spot.

"It's citrus flavored, want to try some?"

Although she doesn't usually drink much, Bai Ling immediately accepted the drink offered by the young man in the tuxedo and bowed to him.

"Bai Ling thanks you, senior."

"How does it taste?"

"Clear yet not bland, rich yet not harsh, with a profound vitality hidden deep within the liquor—truly a rare and exquisite wine!"

Hearing Bai Ling's words of praise, the young man in the tuxedo smiled even more broadly.

He nodded slightly, took out a dark-colored bottle from the bar counter, and poured the liquor he had just drunk into the bottle under Bai Ling's curious gaze.

The bartender poured enough liquor to fill a lake before stopping and handing the bottle to Bai Ling.

"Here you go... It can replenish spiritual energy and heal injuries. Drinking it regularly will also greatly help with cultivation."

The powerful effects startled Bai Ling slightly. She wanted to refuse, but after meeting the bartender's eyes, she changed her mind and gave him a slight bow.

"This junior thanks Senior Zhongyan."

"Fellow Daoist Mu saved my life. Since you are Fellow Daoist Mu's junior, you are naturally also my junior, Dao Lord of the End. There is no need to be so polite."

Halfway through his sentence, Daojun of the End shifted his gaze from Bai Ling to the direction of Qishan.

"I thought I could be of some help to you this time, but it seems that Fellow Daoist Mu has already arranged everything properly. Whether I am here or not today will not affect the overall situation."

Bai Ling then shifted her gaze to the Qishan Mountains.

Unlike the Lord of the End, Zhang Ming'an's illusion array obstructed her vision, preventing her from seeing what was happening inside.

Hearing the words of the Lord of the End, she was somewhat surprised, but she did not show it on her face. Instead, she spoke sincerely.

"Why do you say that, senior? Your presence here is the greatest help to us."

The Lord of the End, standing in front, did not turn around, nor did he continue to exchange pleasantries with Bai Ling.

While keeping some of his attention on the Qishan Mountains, Daoist Zhongyan changed the subject and brought up another matter.

"A while ago, a little girl from your world came to my tavern."

"Little girl?" Bai Ling immediately thought of the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden, but still picked up the conversation with a questioning tone.

"A young girl who practices the Five Elements is not a normal cultivator, but a god created by faith."

Before Bai Ling could introduce the Five Spirit Mystic Maidens, Dao Lord of the End continued.

"The girl seemed confused. Somehow she ended up in my bar. I mixed her a drink and chatted with her for a while."

"I wonder what you and that young lady talked about?" Although her tone didn't change, Bai Ling sensed something was wrong and immediately asked the End Dao Lord.

"At first we were just talking about life, but as we talked, we started talking about the rise and fall of civilizations and the relationship between humans and gods."

The girl talked to me a lot, and I gave her some advice.

Unfortunately, the girl seemed only willing to believe what she saw and not what I said.

In her eyes, I am just an ordinary bartender with little life experience, and I cannot represent millions of ordinary people.

at last……"

"The end?" A bad feeling grew stronger, and Bai Ling's voice trembled involuntarily.

Finally, the girl told me that her world was sick, and the person who created her was sick too.

To heal the world, we must first overthrow everything that exists and start anew.

The new world doesn't need too many gods, and mortals don't need overly complicated thoughts. They just need to be protected within the barrier and live happily according to the predetermined path.

Seeing Bai Ling's complicated expression, Daojun of the End once again started mixing drinks.

He poured hundreds of different colored liquors into the glass, which eventually turned into a deep black.

He raised his glass and examined it in the sunlight.

"Faith is toxic."

"Those who become gods through faith are also destined to be destroyed because of faith."

……

Qishan Mountain Range.

After all the soldiers were transferred out, the illusion array started operating at high speed, transforming into a killing array that covered the entire Qishan mountain range.

Using the Qishan mountain range as the base of the formation, connecting with the Linjiang waterway, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, and controlling the imperial destiny...

With the blessing of Heaven, everything in the world, centered on Mount Qi, was incorporated into the killing formation and became part of it.

Unlike Mu Yong, who was only thinking about stalling for time, Zhang Ming'an, whose strength was already close to that of a Golden Immortal, had no intention of letting the "King of Ying" leave from the very beginning.

Dark clouds gathered, and a fierce wind howled.

A thunderous roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth from the highest heavens.

Space shattered, lightning surged, and a gigantic pupil slowly opened in the center of the sky.

Purple-gold divine lightning flashed in his pupils, and with a blink of an eye, boundless divine lightning tore through the sky and pierced through heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, the entire world was covered by the Thunder Prison.

The majestic power of the heavens swept across all directions, devoid of any emotion, yet it made everyone present instinctively want to submit.

Beneath the nine heavens, Zhang Ming'an, draped in a purple-gold Taoist robe, his once black hair now silver-white, cast an indifferent gaze upon the "King of Ying" a thousand meters away.

"Extraterrestrial Demon! In the name of Heaven's Dao, I hereby declare—you are an enemy of the world! All people of the Nine Realms, unite to punish you!"

Without the restraint of the Old Celestial Master, the Heavenly Dao has been continuously increasing its efforts over the past few decades, accelerating Zhang Ming'an's integration with the Heavenly Dao and pushing his strength to its absolute limit.

With just one opportune moment, Zhang Ming'an could merge with the Heavenly Dao and become a true agent of the Heavenly Dao.

If he were to face a true Golden Immortal, Zhang Ming'an might be far inferior at this moment, but if it were just an incarnation of will, he would not be afraid at all.

The purple-gold lightning transformed into a vortex, and thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning descended from the sky, forming a thunder prison that trapped the "King of Ying" in the very center.

Seeing this, Ao Yun, who had been uninterested, suddenly perked up and opened her mouth to unleash a mouthful of azure dragon flame at the King of Ying.

While spraying the dragon flame, Ao Yun also transmitted her voice to Mu Yong.

"We actually have a big shot like this on our side! Why didn't you tell me sooner? You made me worry for ages!"

Ao Yun's complaints made Mu Yong roll his eyes. He didn't waste words with Ao Yun, but instead immediately threw out two Golden Immortal-level magic treasures from the system's treasure vault.

"The plan has changed; leave this incarnation of the Golden Immortal here!"