The cosmos was in turmoil, swept by a terrifying pressure like a raging hurricane across the starry sky. Chi Canghun’s arrival marked the third Nirvana Spirit expert from an immortal giant clan to join the fray! This sight was too much for the remaining Emperor Ancestors. Unable to bear the pressure, they turned and fled, not daring to linger a moment longer. It was simply too terrifying! Nan Feidu and the others were already awe-inspiring, like figures out of legend. Now, with immortal giants from the Eighth Heaven Domain appearing, the situation had turned utterly terrifying. Xiang Xiaoyuan and Liuxiang Que had also withdrawn. Lin Xun had personally urged them to leave and return to Chaotian City via voice transmission. They left with heavy hearts and bitter expressions. Staying would have been pointless and they would only become a burden. Once battle erupted, if they tried to intervene, they could get themselves killed by the shockwaves alone! Retreat was the only sensible choice. This way, Lin Xun and his senior brother wouldn’t be held back, and they wouldn’t be placing their lives in needless danger. Still, leaving like that left their hearts heavy with frustration. They were too weak, utterly powerless! “With just you few...it likely won’t be enough.” In the starry sky, Ling Xuanzi stood with an indifferent expression. A snow-white horsetail whisk flicked out from between his fingers, coiling around Lin Xun and Kong Jue behind him. In this way, during the battle, the two of them would move with him and be protected by him. “Not enough? Then how about us too?” Suddenly, a cold and sinister voice echoed through the void. From the distance, a bronze war chariot rumbled forth, wreathed in surging chaos qi. Standing atop it was a middle-aged man with loose black hair and eyes glowing silver, sharp enough to pierce the soul. Mu Jiangshan! A powerhouse from the immortal giant Mu Clan of the Eighth Heaven Domain! At the same moment, a wail of ghosts and demons rang from the other side of the void. The sky shattered in eerie silence, and blood rained in torrents. It was a terrifying omen of heaven and earth in turmoil. Then a gaunt man shrouded in shadows appeared, striding atop a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His blood-red hair was particularly striking against the gloom. Donghuang Kong! An overlord from the immortal giant Donghuang Clan. The roiling and turbulent starry sky suddenly grew suffocating, pressing down so heavily it felt like it might drive one to collapse. Immortal divine might permeated every inch of the void. The power was so overwhelming that even Emperor-level figures were on the verge of breaking down. Now on the battlefield, with the arrival of Zhongli Jue, Chi Canghun, Mu Jiangshan, and Donghuang Kong, alongside the earlier Qi Tianlin, there were five Immortal powerhouses gathered. The power radiating from them completely blotted out the starry sky, and the sheer terror they brought was beyond imagination. Ling Xuanzi and Lin Xun, standing at the center of it all, felt a heaviness settle over their hearts. They had expected a drastic turn of events, but never imagined it would erupt so suddenly. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 “You all really think highly of Fangchun Mountain. Good, very good. That makes this more interesting.” Ling Xuanzi suddenly chuckled, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes. “Today, I, Ling Xuanzi, want to see...who will still be standing at the end!” “Arrogant fool. Even your master, the Lord of Fangchun Mountain, wouldn’t dare to be so brazen.” Donghuang Kong sneered coldly from atop the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. His ice-cold voice echoed eerily through the cosmos. “These two wretches of Fangchun Mountain clearly have no idea what grave mistake their master made back then to provoke such a catastrophic disaster. To this day, his fate remains unknown, and he no longer dares to appear in the Eternal True Realm.” Chi Canghun’s voice thundered like a storm, and as his silver wings beat, they resembled hanging clouds from the heavens, blanketing the stars and stirring up a howling immortal hurricane. Upon hearing this, Ling Xuanzi and Lin Xun exchanged a glance, a flicker of doubt flashing across their eyes. Master made a grave mistake that provoked a catastrophic disaster? In this world, who has the right to judge whether Master was wrong? There has to be more to this than we know! And clearly, these immortal giants from the Eighth Heaven Domain all know the truth. “Look at these two evil remnants. They don’t even know what kind of catastrophic disaster their master has brought upon himself, yet they dare to stir up trouble here. They’re simply courting death!” Mu Jiangshan sneered with contempt. “Why waste time talking? Just kill them. I only want the Dao Endless Pagoda and the Three Thousand Vicissitudes left behind by the Lord of Fangchun Mountain.” Zhongli Jue said coldly. Dressed in a golden robe, his crane-like hair and youthful features gave him a kindly appearance, but his words were ruthless and domineering. “There’s no rush,” Donghuang Kong said in a frosty voice. “Let’s first discuss how to divide the spoils. I simply want a law power from this boy.” It was obvious he was eyeing Lin Xun’s Nirvana law. “Hmph!” Chi Canghun frowned in displeasure. “If you ask me, we should each take what we can by our own means, so no one ends up dissatisfied.” “Agree.” Mu Jiangshan nodded. They had come not only for revenge, but to seize Lin Xun’s fortune. Whether it was the Primordial Chaos Thousand Daos Tree, the Dao Endless Pagoda, the Three Thousand Vicissitudes, or the Nirvana law power nurtured within the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron, each was enough to drive these Immortal experts into action. Witnessing this, Ling Xuanzi couldn’t help but laugh in fury. The battle hadn’t even begun, and these old bastards were already treating them like meat on the chopping block and planned to divide them up as they pleased! Their casual attitude made it clear that they didn’t take him or his junior brother seriously at all! “What’s the point of more talk? Just kill them!” Mu Jiangshan snapped, urging the chariot forward. His divine power surged and a mist of blood swept through the starry sky as the battle began. The bronze war chariot roared down like a furnace blazing in the void, scorching the stars and melting the space itself. Murderous intent flashed in Ling Xuanzi's eyes. With a wave of his horsetail whisk, its silver divine light slashed across the sky like billions of sword qi. Amid the intense sounds of crashing, the bronze chariot glowed as primal chaos qi surged around it. However, under the powerful force of the silver divine light, it was forcibly suppressed and unable to advance. Divine light shot from Mu Jiangshan’s eyes. With a metallic clang, he swung a black battle blade, severing the firmament. With a thunderous roar, a piece of the heavens collapsed. The scene was utterly terrifying. A single slash cut down the nine layers of heaven. A vast section of the sky plummeted like a falling world, aiming to suppress Ling Xuanzi. “I’ll kill you first!” Ling Xuanzi roared. The thirty-six petaled azure lotus platform bloomed beneath his feet, shielding both him and Lin Xun as it glided through the starry sky with terrifying killing intent. In his hands, the Three Thousand Vicissitudes glowed brilliantly. As he continuously brandished it, a colossal diagram of a slanted moon and three stars surged forth, spanning a hundred thousand feet. The two clashed violently. The terrifying shockwaves of their battle rippled across the cosmos. Only now did Lin Xun truly comprehend the terror of the Nirvana Spirit realm. He finally understood just how effortlessly and dominantly Ling Xuanzi had slain Nan Feidu and others before. Now, Mu Jiangshan alone was enough to stand against Ling Xuanzi! “What are you waiting for? Attack and end this quickly!” Donghuang Kong’s voice was chillingly cold as he began to shine with eerie light. Behind him, a terrifying vision of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood unfolded. Shrouded in a murky glow, he raised his hand and summoned a blood-red sword, slashing it toward Ling Xuanzi. Ling Xuanzi blocked with the Dao Endless Pagoda, sending the blood sword flying. However, under the combined assault of Donghuang Kong and Mu Jiangshan, even he staggered from the impact. Furthermore, this was only the beginning of the battle. In the void, golden light blazed as Zhongli Jue, clad in a gold robe and bearing a kindly face, raised his hand. Golden immortal laws surged forth like a roaring sea of thunder, sweeping across the sky and crashing down on Ling Xuanzi. Chi Canghun also made his move. His silver wings flapped, radiating rosy light, like a pair of sky-splitting blades. Shrouded in fierce, domineering brilliance, they slashed forth with terrifying killing intent. Then the rest attacked as well, including Qi Tianlin. Violet light burst from his eyes, his sleeves billowed like thunderclouds, and he spat out a jade ruyi, hurling it straight at Ling Xuanzi. In that instant, murderous intent surged through the universe, shaking heaven and earth, past and present Five Immortals from the Eighth Heaven Domain had joined forces, each unleashing their full might. The starry sky roiled and shuddered like it was on the verge of collapse. The sight was beyond terrifying. Even from within Chaotian City, one could look up and see the stars crumbling and the heavens tearing apart. Brilliant immortal divine radiance swept through the void like a tide of chaos, creating a terrifying spectacle akin to doomsday. Countless cultivators were frozen in fear, too stunned to speak. Such a scale of slaughter had almost never happened in the history of the Great Thousand Battle Domain. It was earth-shattering! In this moment, even someone as formidable as Ling Xuanzi had to avoid the brunt of the assault. He dared not be surrounded, otherwise, he would surely perish with bitter regret. “You’ve got nowhere left to run! Nowhere to hide!” someone sneered. Immortal giants from different forces had joined hands, sealing off the entire stretch of starry sky. A glint of madness flashed in Ling Xuanzi's eyes. As if staking everything on this moment, he locked his eyes onto the charging Mu Jiangshan and raised his hand, summoning the Dao Endless Pagoda. The pagoda descended from thin air above Mu Jiangshan, unleashing endless waves of dao light. Having already witnessed the treasure’s heaven-defying power, Mu Jiangshan naturally wouldn’t sit still and wait for death. With a wave of his hand, he tore open a rift in the void that had been imprisoned by the Dao Endless Pagoda. Just as he was about to evade the strike, his body froze mid-motions and his movements faltered. In that instant, the Dao Endless Pagoda came crashing down. The bronze war chariot shattered and was blasted away. Mu Jiangshan, who was standing atop it, had his body violently destroyed, and just as primordial spirit was about to be obliterated... In that critical moment, a terrifying law power suddenly condensed within his primordial spirit, forcibly resisting the suppressive might of the Dao Endless Pagoda. Amid the deafening crash, Mu Jiangshan’s primordial spirit reappeared tens of thousands of feet away. After a bout of squirming and distortion, he actually managed to reform his body and recover. Despite that, his aged face had gone deathly pale, drained of all color, and his expression was extremely grim. A flicker of shock and fear lingered in his eyes. “The power of time!” His roar echoed across the universe. The other Immortals who were preparing to strike also witnessed what happened to Mu Jiangshan. At first, they were deeply puzzled, because with Mu Jiangshan’s cultivation, there was no way he could have come so close to destruction from just a single strike. However, when they heard his roar, realization struck them. Their expressions all subtly shifted. The law of time?! Their gazes toward Ling Xuanzi changed. It was now filled with wariness and a deeply concealed trace of envy. Time! For Immortals like them, it was unquestionably one of the most supreme and forbidden daos. At the same time, a flicker of surprise flashed in Ling Xuanzi’s eyes, but he quickly understood. He sent a voice transmission to Lin Xun, “Little Junior Brother...well done!”