Chen Fan's Return
"What... what kind of being's will is this?!"
For the first time, a deep-seated terror surfaced in the usually calm and composed eyes of the Nine Suns Immortal Venerable.
Throughout his long lifespan of eight eras, even when facing the ancient immortal Immortal Kings on the other side of the Boundary Sea, he had never experienced such pure, domineering, and supreme tyranny that disregarded all the rules of the heavens!
His own Pure Yang Laws trembled like weeds in front of his opponent!
"Myriad Heavens Guixu."
Four flat syllables came out of Chen Fan's mouth.
Chen Fan shattered the Void with his bare feet, his body moving with the blade, transforming into a gray-red Blade Aura that tore through the Dimensions the Star Sea.
There was no dazzling brilliance, only a single, razor-thin line separating life and death.
Sizzle!
The nine great suns were cut in half from the very center.
Before the falling Nine Suns Heaven-Burning Bell could even unleash its power, the gray-red Broken Saber had already slashed smoothly and without obstruction onto the bell's body.
Time seemed to stand still.
Click!
The indestructible, World-Suppressing Immortal Treasure, Bone Refinement over eight eras, cracked open from its top to its base, revealing a straight fissure.
With a desperate cry, the towering divine bell shattered into countless fragments of crimson gold!
The backlash from the collapse of the immortal treasure struck the Nine Suns Immortal Venerable's chest like a heavy hammer.
Puff!
The Nine Suns Immortal Venerable looked up and spat out a large spray of golden-red immortal blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His majestic Dharma Form shattered into pieces, and his meridians broke inch by inch.
Before he could even use Blood Escape to tear open a spatial rift, Chen Fan's figure had already crossed the Void and appeared right in front of him.
That tender, fair left hand, carrying a ten-thousand-foot-long Tai Chi Millstone capable of reversing life and death, mercilessly slammed onto the crown of the Nine Suns Immortal Venerable's head.
"Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I am willing to offer up my very Origin Source and serve you as my master..."
The Nine Suns Immortal Venerable's Divine Soul howled mournfully, his survival instinct spanning eight eras tearing away his aloof mask.
"The lives of mortals from the Lower Realms are not worthy of being your nourishment?"
Chen Fan's expression was icy, and his five fingers suddenly clenched together.
Boom!
The Tai Chi Millstone suddenly reversed direction!
A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the heavens. The vast, ocean-like Dao Fruit of the Eight Immortal Dao of the Nine Suns Immortal Venerable Pure Yang Immortal Soul, and the Pure Yang Life Force he had accumulated over tens of thousands of years within the body of the Nine Yang Immortal Venerable were forcibly stripped and drained from his physical body by the Death Formation Core of the Divine Kingdom, and poured into Chen Fan's palm like a winding celestial river.
Just two breaths.
This Heavenly Court being, who had lived for eight eras, withered and carbonized his body at a visible speed, eventually turning into a pile of pale ashes that vanished without a trace in the fierce winds.
Rumble!!
The Firmament roared violently, and one-third of the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Heavenly Court collapsed. The rules of the Heavenly Dao wept blood, and the golden immortal blood that filled the sky turned into a torrential rain, crashing down on the mortal world.
The Nine Suns Immortal Venerable, possessing the strongest foundation, was annihilated, body and soul!
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
The remaining twenty-odd True Immortals stood amidst the rain of blood, their natal swords trembling incessantly.
Ding ding ding...
One after another, powerful and exquisite celestial treasures slipped from their grasp and crashed onto the broken white jade steps, producing a crisp, piercing sound.
There were no gasps, no anger.
All pride, dignity, and arrogance were crushed into dust by this eleven-year-old white-clad body at this moment.
Thump!
It was unclear which True Immortal had suddenly collapsed to their knees, kneeling heavily in the pool of blood.
Immediately afterwards, like dominoes falling, the remaining twenty-odd True Immortal giants who ruled over heaven and earth all knelt down, burying their heads deep into the white jade ground, their whole bodies trembling like leaves.
A smooth, unobstructed path, stained with the blood of immortals, parted straight ahead of the Peach Mother Tree.
"Respectfully welcoming Your Excellency to collect the medicine..."
Trembling, off-key voices squeezed out from the throats of the immortals, and no one dared to look directly at the figure in plain clothes.
Chen Fan didn't even glance at the True Immortal on the ground.
He casually tucked the Broken Saber back into his waistband, and with his bare feet soaked in golden blood, he trudged through the muddy remnants of immortal bones, step by step toward the Primordial Era, towering Peach Mother Tree at the edge of the Void.
At the top of the mother tree, surrounded by thousands of branches, a Ninth-Turn Immortal Peach light and swirling with the life force of Creation Ten Thousand Dao, hangs quietly.
Chen Fan reached out, his palm releasing a slight burst of energy, and steadily plucked the immortal medicine, which had condensed Thirty Thousand Years heavenly secrets Creation, into his palm.
A surge of vibrant life force spread from his fingertips, almost causing the surrounding shattered Void to sprout new vegetation.
Nine-colored celestial clouds flowed through Chen Fan's palm.
The Ninth-Turn Immortal Peach contains the essence of Thirty Thousand Years Creation. It is as heavy as a mountain, and its boundless vitality even causes the surrounding shattered Void to spontaneously generate illusory images of grass and trees.
Chen Fan didn't even glance at the True Immortal kneeling Peach Mother Tree.
He gripped the Broken Saber tightly in his other hand, and dragged the gray-red blade horizontally.
Sizzle!
The sturdy World Barrier the Celestial Court of the Supreme Sovereign were instantly cleaved open, creating a spatial Abyss thousands of miles wide.
Chen Fan stepped in, his bare feet shattering the chaotic currents, and used his Ultimate Escape Technique to rush straight towards the Cangwu Realm.
The Cangwu Realm, the Ziwei Emperor Star.
The Rear Garden the Taiji Imperial Palace was deathly silent at this moment.
On the sky, the illusory image of the azure dragon formed by the Nine Dao Integration Dragon Veins shattered inch by inch, emitting mournful cries, and its spiritual energy was completely dried up.
The Light Screen of the Primal Chaos Heaven-Covering Grand Formation flickered violently, then collapsed into countless light fragments.
Inside the sleeping quarters, dozens of top Medicine Cultivators from Various Immortal Sects slumped to the ground, their faces ashen.
Mo Wendao, his hands covered in blood and his eyes bloodshot, desperately poured his pure Deity Transformation True Essence into the withered body on the bed.
On the bed, Chen Changqing lay with his eyes closed, his life fading away.
His chest had stopped rising and falling, and his pulse had completely stopped.
Black spots of death spread from his neck to his face, and his whole body exuded an aura of decay and death.
"Sect Leader! Hold on!"
Mo Wendao's throat ruptured, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth as he roared madly.
"The Sword Master has gone to get you medicine; he'll be back soon!"
However, no matter how much Mo Wendao urged his True Essence, the spiritual liquid injected into Chen Changqing's body simply leaked out through his pores, and his withered meridians could no longer retain any vitality.
Call!
The three-inch Primordial Spirit above Chen Changqing's head completely dispersed, and the last wisp of his Origin Source True Spirit turned into a white light spot and drifted into the Void.
He breathed his last and died.
"No!!"
Mo Wendao collapsed at the foot of the bed, wailing to the heavens, his Dao Heart almost shattering on the spot.
At that critical moment, the Void above the sleeping quarters suddenly exploded!
Boom!
The roof of the entire Imperial Palace's Rear Garden was reduced to dust, and a massive, black and red rift was torn open in the Firmament.
A white-clad figure, stained with dazzling golden blood, stepped out from the Void, descending with an overwhelming divine and demonic pressure that could crush the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands!
Time and space within the entire sleeping quarters were frozen in that instant.
That white Origin Source True Spirit, about to dissipate into the Void, was firmly held in mid-air by the invisible rules of the Great Dao.
Chen Fan landed, the violent killing intent in his eyes not yet completely faded.
Without even glancing at the paralyzed Medicine Cultivators on the ground, he joined his right fingers like a sword, condensing a pure white Divine Radiance of Life at his fingertips, and directly pointed it at Chen Changqing's Ancestral Aperture between his eyebrows!