Perfect World: The First Dao Body in the Chaotic Era!

This attack injured An Lan.

However, the price was heavy. Five living fossil-level elders perished, and it was only with an immortal-level Dao flame that An Lan was forced back half a step.

It was absolutely tragic.

This scene deeply shocked everyone.

"What are they after?" someone asked in a dry voice.

"I don't know, maybe it was an agreement, maybe it was for the greater good, but without a doubt they are the most courageous people!"

"He is also the bravest of them all, daring to draw his sword against the Immortal King!"

Although Shi Hao had never interacted with those people, his throat still felt dry and his eyes were red. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The other prodigies were also shocked. Their fearless approach and tough attitude in the face of powerful enemies earned their heartfelt respect.

What are we waiting for?

As soon as someone spoke, the previously oppressive atmosphere vanished instantly, leaving only a bloodthirsty, crazed glint in their eyes.

However, in the next moment, another hand reached out from the chariot. Just like before, one hand supported the Primordial Imperial City, while the other hand directly extinguished the blazing Dao Fire.

The world fell silent instantly; the scene was truly impactful.

With a single palm strike, everything vanished into nothingness.

However, the atmosphere changed. The eyes of the many cultivators in the Nine Heavens were flashing with fire, a determination to fight to the death.

On that ancient city, an old man with one arm, carrying burning, immortal bones, rushed towards An Lan like a moth drawn to a flame.

It was as if it had ignited a fire that had been building up in everyone's hearts, and it exploded all at once.

Before the one-armed old man could even touch An Lan's arm, he exploded into a bloody mist, but the glaring blood became the fuse for everything.

"kill!"

"It's just death after all. Even if I die here today, it will be worth it!"

The cultivators of the Nine Heavens went completely mad, no longer fighting as steadily as before, but rushing towards the alien creatures like madmen.

"Die!"

A male cultivator at the Self-Severing Realm rushed towards a cultivator from another realm of the same level and immediately burned his essence blood, launching the most brutal battle.

Many people were moved by the actions of the monks on the city wall.

The faint, mournful cries of children echoed from within the ancient city, further fueling the anger of the many cultivators in the Nine Heavens.

"I don't want to be called a coward after I die. Even if I'm no match for them, I will fight. I will stain the sky with my blood to show my indomitable will!" A tribal leader shouted and led his men to fight their way into the heart of the foreign land.

The previously dejected atmosphere on the battlefield was completely swept away. They were used to life and death; death was just another death. A true man's death is worthwhile if he dies a worthy one.

The experts from various races, scattered across the battlefield, responded in unison, their tacit understanding bringing them together like sharp blades piercing into the heart of the alien creatures' territory.

The alien realm, already at a disadvantage, regained its morale with the arrival of the Immortal King, but was once again suppressed by the reckless aura of the Nine Heavens cultivators.

Furthermore, the Immortal King was still outside the Heavenly Abyss, and was immediately forced into a series of defeats.

Inside the Imperial Pass, several elders emerged, all of them living fossils, once the most monstrous beings under this sky, having guarded the city for millions of years, and now emerging once more.

Among them, some wielded celestial artifacts and charged towards An Lan. It was a stele, rumored to be able to suppress and kill true immortals once activated, but it would also exhaust its magical power after use. It was a forbidden ancient stele left behind by the ancient immortals.

Today, I have no choice but to expose it.

"Die!"

The old man in the green robe had glowing hair, and the ancient stele in his hand was fully revived. Its power, enough to suppress a true immortal, surged and fiercely attacked An Lan.

"It's just an ancient stele, nothing to brag about!" It wasn't An Lan who spoke, but the old golden-backed ox.

The sound was muffled, yet it still gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Boom!

The immortal stele was suppressed, and the old man in green robes who had activated the ancient stele was also covered in blood. Many people behind him were heartbroken, for yet another ancient supreme being was about to perish.

The immortal stele descended with unparalleled power, but it stopped moving as soon as it approached the edge of the chariot.

With a crack, the ancient stele shattered into countless pieces scattered around the chariot, making it impossible to approach.

puff!

The old man in the green robe instantly exploded into a bloody mist and perished.

When the supreme being fell, heaven and earth were moved, and strange phenomena appeared.

However, the chariot only trembled slightly, and the strange phenomenon that was about to manifest abruptly stopped and dissipated.

"A mere ant, daring to wage war before the Immortal King, deserves no mercy." The Golden-Backed Ox spoke, his words extremely arrogant.

Many people in Jiutian felt despair upon seeing this, and only constant fighting could alleviate their emotions.

Even the Supreme Being's activation of the Immortal Artifact couldn't affect An Lan, so what power does the Nine Heavens have left to fight against him?

"The Immortal King has knocked on the gate; it seems I have come out of seclusion at just the right time." A voice filled with the intent of war and slaughter rang out.

A man slowly emerged from the void atop the Imperial Pass. He was clad in black armor, with a white ancient pagoda hanging above his head, and held a strangely shaped, blood-red longsword in his hand. His entire body emanated a dense aura of bloodlust.

"Who is that?" someone asked.

The moment this man appeared, the bloodthirsty aura on the field began to reverse, surging towards the remaining cultivators from the alien realm like a tidal wave.

The bloodthirsty aura seemed to have a mind of its own, drilling into the pores of the alien creatures, corroding their flesh and blood, and polluting their souls. In the blink of an eye, all the alien creatures vanished without a trace.

This scene shocked everyone in the Nine Heavens.

In a single exchange, he wiped out the remaining creatures from the alien realm, including many supreme beings. All eyes were now on that figure.

Chen Qing walked slowly, but with one step he appeared beside Li Dao.

He looked at Li Dao, who was undergoing a metamorphosis inside the cocoon, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes as he sensed a special power reviving.

After forming a Dao seal, he turned around and appeared above Tianyuan.

“I never expected that a remnant immortal from the ancient era would have the courage to appear before me.” An Lan’s voice came from the chariot.

"Heh, the former king, now that I have the chance to see you, I must come. If I can bathe in your royal blood, I will surely sever all the old shackles of the past." Chen Qing smiled, raised his hand and transformed the millions of "kill" characters into a long sword with overwhelming bloodlust, its killing intent enough to blast open the gates of heaven.

"Arrogant!" An Lan stepped out of the chariot, his figure as straight as a blade, his whole body shrouded in a hazy chaotic light, obscuring his face.

The heavens trembled; the Immortal King's wrath shook the very fabric of the universe.

An Lan supported the Primordial Imperial City with one hand and pressed down on Chen Qinggai with the other.

This single palm strike is enough to annihilate the entire universe.

"The sword cleaves the killing realm!"

Chen Qing also thrust out a sword.

boom!

The world around Tianyuan was shattered, and even Tianyuan itself trembled as if it would collapse at any moment.

His longsword was stained with blood, and Chen Qing's body was forced back a million miles, his face as pale as paper.

"It's still too much of a stretch!"

This attack made the previously hazy river of time appear even more clearly.

An Lan's hand was cut, and blood was flowing out.

This sword strike actually injured An Lan.

The power of the killing path is clearly terrifying.

However, after this attack, Chen Qing had no strength left to deliver a second sword strike.

"Insects!" An Lan's voice was clearly angry as she placed her hands on the Heavenly Abyss, determined to break through it.

However, in the next instant, a large cauldron suddenly appeared on the manifested river of time.

A terrifying aura permeated the air, spreading outwards along the Tianyuan Crack.

Everyone who retreated back to the Imperial Pass was stunned when they saw the giant cauldron that had suddenly appeared.

This great cauldron was truly magnificent. One after another, large stars rose and fell within it, spewing forth the primordial energy of all things. The cauldron's walls, forged from immortal gold, were stained with immortal blood.

"A giant cauldron manifested from the river of time—what terrifying existence is it that is about to appear in this world?!" Even An Lan's tone was filled with surprise upon seeing this suddenly manifested cauldron.

The cauldron trembled slightly, crushing the golden-backed ox.

A figure slowly materialized on the cauldron.

His body was imposing, his back to all living beings, and his body was covered in blood, as if he had experienced a great battle in another time and space. Standing there, he was like the Heavenly Emperor himself.

An Lan's golden-backed ox charged out, its hoof slamming down with enough power to shatter a world, crashing towards the figure.

"Ugh……"

A sigh rang out, and the figure with its back to all beings suddenly appeared even taller.

With that sigh, the golden-backed ox exploded instantly, turning into a bloody mist, stunning many people.

A mere sigh could possess such terrifying power!

With a wave of his hand, An Lan unleashed the power of a Celestial King, which he used to reshape the body of the old ox with its alloy back. The shattered body was instantly restored.

The golden-backed ox huddled behind An Lan, its eyes filled with fear.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come across time and space, burdened with immense karma. Do you wish to perish here?" An Lan's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Time and space are out of balance, cause and effect are not apparent. I have come here only to witness the rise of the legendary person."

"I've also come to witness your fall."

Ye Fan's words reached An Lan's ears, but the others didn't hear what he said at all. However, Shi Hao did hear it.

He looked at the familiar cauldron and recognized Ye Fan.

"Ha! Even if I hold up the Primordial Imperial City with one hand and am still invincible in the world, who can send me to my grave? Who dares to bury my Dao!" An Lan was furious. With a wave of his hand, the Immortal Battle Spear appeared, ready to attack Ye Fan.

Ye Fan remained silent, but raised one hand and shot out a drop of blood that shimmered with rosy light.

That drop of blood pierced through countless ages, passed through the cocoon surrounding Li Dao, and landed precisely between his eyebrows.

hum!