A Word That Woke the Dreamer!

Blood-Eyed Three-Petal!

In the distance, a red-haired Golden Immortal cried out in alarm, his face filled with horror.

The gray-robed Golden Immortal beside him froze, then asked curiously, "Brother Mo Lin, what is the Blood-Eyed Three-Petal?"

"It is the Immortal Lord's ultimate trump card. It requires him to destroy the Small World nurtured within his body in exchange for a certain force of great destruction, unleashing a Great Immortal Art with heaven-defying lethality!"

"It is said that the Blood-Eyed Three-Petal can severely injure an Immortal King. It is an utterly terrifying soul-attacking art!" the red-haired Golden Immortal explained.

"So that is how it is! But the price is far too great!"

The gray-robed Golden Immortal came to a realization, his expression exceedingly grave!

One had to know that every Immortal Lord had to expend an unknown amount of effort and Rare Immortal Treasures to nurture the Small World born within their body, while those who could bring it to Great Perfection were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns!

Once the Small World within one's body collapsed, it was not merely a matter of suffering severe damage to one's vitality. The difficulty of birthing another Small World would multiply many times over.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Qingyang Immortal Lord was gambling with his life, severing his own path of cultivation!

Even if he managed to kill Chen Xuan, he himself would fall from the Immortal Lord Realm...

Yet Qingyang Immortal Lord had no other choice!

"Hm? This immortal art of yours is barely passable!"

A trace of solemnity appeared on Chen Xuan's face as he gave this assessment.

Then, he stood with his hands clasped behind his back and did not attempt to defend himself...

Screech!

In an instant!

The two blood-colored streaks of