The Heavens Are Falling, Boundless Fury

The man was peerlessly handsome, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, a universe held within his breast. Clad in a black robe, his whole body was wreathed in Killing Intent.

As he descended from midair, he looked like a god descending upon the world.

Yet at this moment, fury lingered between his brows, while towering thunder churned in his eyes.

A terrifying aura pressed outward from his body, blasting Floating Dust into the air all around him.

The woman's appearance was equally peerless. Tall and flawlessly built, she wore fiery red battle armor, a crimson lotus mark adorning her brow.

It added a valiant edge to her already celestial aura, as though a Celestial Maiden had descended into the mortal world.

At that moment, she held a flaming spear. Its scorching, destructive aura spread through the air, perfectly complementing the crimson lotus mark on her brow.

At first glance, she resembled a female war god, supremely noble.

Compared to the man's imposing majesty even in silence, the woman displayed her Killing Intent and coldness without restraint.

Just then, people from the Realm Guard Hall arrived.

More than ten middle-aged men and women stood before Chen Wudi and Chen Hongmian. "May I ask why the two of you are so enraged, my lords?"

"If there's anything you need help with, please give the order. This humble one will see it done at once."

A middle-aged man named Zhao Long bowed deeply as he spoke.

The Realm Guard Hall was a unique force whose foremost responsibility was preserving stability between realms and preventing unnecessary unrest.

Especially since these two were renowned figures even within the Xuanhuang Star Domain.

Chen Wudi was hailed in the Archaic Desolate Realm as a peerless prodigy unseen in ten thousand years. When he was born, purple haze stretched for thousands of miles and lingered for eighty-one days before fading.

The moment he came of age, he entered the Demon-Sinking Ghost Cavern alone and slaughtered his way through it with his own strength. Upon emerging, he stepped directly into the Venerable Emperor Realm.

Later, he chose to enter the world and cultivate in seclusion, vanishing from the Archaic Desolate Realm from then on.

Compared to Chen Wudi, Chen Hongmian was even more of a legend.

On the day she came of age, she alone held back a million foreign enemies.

Afterward, she guarded the outer Domain Path with the Red Lotus Prison Suppressing Spear in hand. Her spear Qi pierced through countless millions of miles, and to this day, no one could contend with her brilliance.

For that reason, the world reverently called her the Queen of the Crimson Prison. Among the younger generation, none dared refuse to submit.

"Get lost." Chen Hongmian's ice-cold gaze, like two fiery red spears, abruptly fell upon the Realm Guards.

As for Chen Wudi, though he said nothing, the Killing Intent radiating from him was not the slightest bit inferior to Chen Hongmian's.

Simply standing there brought an invisible pressure down upon everyone.

This...

Zhao Long and the others immediately felt their whole bodies turn ice-cold. Their blood seemed to be freezing solid, and every hair on their bodies stood on end.

Even so, they couldn't retreat even half a step.

As Realm Guards, their duty was to maintain stability between realms and prevent people from the Upper and Lower Realms from entering recklessly.

Now, these two killing gods had arrived. If they truly entered the Lower Realm, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhao Long suppressed the fear throughout his body and took a deep breath. "Please calm your anger, my lords. This humble one has no intention of obstructing you."

"Rather, there are clear regulations between realms. No one may cross them without authorization."

"Of course, if you two insist on going, please allow this humble one to report upward first."

"Too much bullshit. Die!"

Chen Hongmian gave a cold shout, and the spear in her hand trembled violently. Boundless waves of flame raged outward.

With one thrust, Zhao Long was blasted directly into a mist of blood, and half of the Realm Guard Hall was blown apart along with him.

This...

The remaining Realm Guards' pupils dilated as they found it difficult to breathe.

Killing someone at the slightest disagreement—wasn't this fucking demon madness?

"I've caught my younger brother's Qi. Not good... his Divine Body Origin is gradually disappearing."

Chen Wudi murmured softly. At the end, his pupils shook, Killing Intent bursting in all directions as endless thunder transformed into Blood Lightning.

"My younger brother is in trouble. Go."

As he spoke, Blood Lightning exploded from his eyes, as though the world were falling. "Whoever blocks us dies!"

After leaving those words behind, Chen Wudi turned and shot toward the aura he had tracked down.

Chen Hongmian also left behind a sentence. "Your Realm Guard Hall had better pray that my younger brother is unharmed."

"Otherwise, your entire Realm Guard Hall will be buried with my younger brother."

With that, Chen Hongmian vanished from where she stood as well.

In an instant, the Realm Guards at the scene felt ice-cold from head to toe. Boundless Killing Intent bore down on them like a blade pressed to their throats.

After a long while, Feng Du finally spoke slowly. "We're just letting them leave like that?"

The other leader, Mu Chen, slowly turned his head. "Then what do you suggest we do?"

"I..." Feng Du's words lodged in his throat, and he couldn't say another word.

"My ass. We're just gatekeepers. Why the hell would we risk our lives?"

By the end, Mu Chen was fuming. "Fucking clueless. Of all people to offend, they had to offend the Destiny Imperial Clan."

"Actually, our crisis hasn't been resolved. That Chen Wudi just said his younger brother seems to have met with trouble in the Lower Realm."

"If a Chen Clan descendant dies in the Lower Realm, the Realm Guard Hall might be fine, but people like us who tried to stop them will definitely be pushed out to take the blade."

At that moment, a man named Li Chong suddenly spoke.

The sneer on Mu Chen's face froze at once.

The others' expressions changed wildly as well.

"Why the fuck are you still standing there Stunned? Mobilize every resource immediately and save that Chen Clan descendant!" Mu Chen roared urgently.

"Oh, oh, oh! Okay, okay, okay!" Feng Du and the others hurriedly sprang into action.

"Trash, fucking trash. When it matters, not one of you can be relied on."

Seeing Feng Du and the others scrambling about in a panic, Mu Chen's anger flared again.

But at this moment, he himself was so frightened that his hands and feet wouldn't obey him.

After all, if a Chen Clan descendant truly died in the Lower Realm, that would be enough to pierce the heavens.

The Realm Guard Hall might be able to maneuver through it and avoid annihilation.

But what about the dozen or so of them? They would definitely be pushed out as scapegoats. Otherwise, how could the other side's fury ever be appeased?

Fuck this.

They were the ones working themselves to death every day, and in the end, they were also the ones bearing the greatest responsibility.

Just then, another Realm Guard rushed in from outside. "Bad news! The Chen Clan Chief and Clan Mother are also heading this way."

Boom!

Those words struck everyone's heads like a bolt from a clear sky.

Mu Chen and the others, who had been urgently contacting people, all froze where they stood. Their eyes were vacant, reflecting endless terror.

If only Chen Wudi and Chen Hongmian had come, there might still have been room to negotiate.

But now even Chen Badao and Ye Chenyan had arrived. That represented the stance of two Destiny Imperial Clans.

What right did their Realm Guard Hall have to withstand the fury of two Destiny Imperial Clans?

And what right did a dozen pieces of trash like them have to bear such a massive black pot?

The heavens were falling!

Thud!

Mu Chen and the others collapsed powerlessly onto the ground, the light in their eyes gradually scattering.

Which bastard did this? Of all people to provoke, you had to provoke a Chen Clan descendant.

You've dragged the entire world down with you.

If I find out who did it, I'll fucking dig up the graves of his ancestors for eighteen generations.

A scourge like that had to be uprooted completely, roots and all, lest he remain behind to harm others.

No, I can't sit here and wait for death.

I have to notify the Hall Master. He has to carry half this black pot.

With that thought, Mu Chen immediately scrambled to his feet and hurriedly took out a Sound Transmission Talisman.