Kunlun's Final Chapter!

After he left.

It is located in one of the main halls on the highest level of the Myriad Dragon Hall, specifically on the ninety-ninth floor.

Incense smoke curled upwards, its wisps rising and falling.

This place is not for worshipping Heaven, Earth, or ancestors; in the very center of the main hall, only the character "[Dragon]" shines brightly.

It seems to be telling the story of the vicissitudes and glory of ancient times.

Buzz~

The void trembled, ripples spread, and then an ancient, unadorned pearl appeared, emitting a faint glow.

It was as if a gaze pierced through time and space, landing on the magic array on the ninety-eighth floor.

The gaze swept across the land, where the resentment had vanished, and finally settled on the peaceful faces of these true dragon corpses.

His previously indifferent and calm gaze seemed to show a slight tremor.

Sigh~

It seemed as if a sigh fell from the Grand Void.

In the blink of an eye, the ancient and unadorned pearl withdrew its divine light, concealing all causes and effects, and quietly disappeared into the layers of spacetime, as if it had never appeared in the Primordial World.

On Kunlun Mountain.

Time flowed over Candle Dragon's body, and his once youthful face had become deeply lined with wrinkles, making him look extremely old.

He shook the lamp in his hand to dispel the darkness before him.

Going against the Spacetime Long River.

"Zhu Jiuyin".

"Xuanming!"

"Gonggong!"

"Qiang Liang!"

"Ju Mang."

Upstream in this illusory River of Time, stand five figures, each carrying the sun and moon on their shoulders and treading on the Milky Way.

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon."

Time flows on, but years are frozen in time.

"Your temples are already gray, you are very old."

"Why not stop here, return to the Eastern Sea, live out your remaining years in peace, and at least find a moment of rest?"

Otherwise... death and annihilation will be imminent.

Upon hearing Ju Mang's words, Zhu Jiuyin sneered.

"Although you are descendants of the Pangu Clan, you lack Pangu Clan's spirit."

"What does it matter if you outnumber someone or the weak?"

Ju Mang said slowly and deliberately:

"Your predecessor was a giant from the ancient times."

"His cultivation level is unparalleled throughout history."

"If my brothers and I were all Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate, we would naturally fight against you, senior."

"But alas, we are incompetent; despite cultivating for countless millennia, we have still failed to attain quasi-sainthood."

"This struggle has no choice but to proceed in this manner."

Just as Candle Dragon was about to say something more...

He suddenly felt an extreme sense of dejection and loss.

It was as if something important was being stripped away from him.

'No, it wasn't separated from me.'

'Instead, it was separated from the dragon race.'

'Who has disturbed the destiny of my dragon race?!'

Candle Dragon was both surprised and furious.

He treads upon time, roaring to the heavens:

Who is it?

"Who on earth is plotting against the fate of our dragon race?!"

"Who is jeopardizing the future of our race?!"

The divine sound resounded, stirring up a tide of time, echoing endlessly through space and time.

Candle Dragon could no longer sit still.

He completely forgot about everything, from conquering Kunlun Mountain to recreating the glory of the Archaic Era dragon race.

Longyuan's stronghold has been raided.

What he needs to determine now is exactly how much of the Four Seas Dragon Clan's resources have been stolen.

Having thought this through, Candle Dragon lost all will to fight.

He could no longer suppress the Karmic Debt within his body.

Full power unleashed.

"Sing~"

The Grand Void is in turmoil, and time and space are fading.

The ultimate black and white intertwine.

A true dragon, holding a candle flame in its mouth, appeared in the void. When its eyes were open, it was day; when its eyes were closed, it was night. The space and time reflected by its body were a place where day and night alternated endlessly.

Each scale seems to bear the marks of time.

The old dragon had just revealed its true form.

An extremely powerful aura surged through the chaos, causing endless dimensions to tremble.

"That old dragon has gone mad."

"Is he out of his mind?"

Gazing at the Candle Dragon, which was radiating boundless Karmic Debt, even the Qiang Liang Ancestral Witch couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

This old dragon, now at full power, is several times stronger than before.

But Candle Dragon merely glanced at them indifferently.

The candle flame flickers in my mouth, River of Time begins to flow.

Just as Candle Dragon was about to plunge into the River of Time.

These five Ancestral Witches attacked simultaneously, showing no mercy.

"Fellow Daoists, let's join forces and prevent these remnants of the dragon race from escaping!"

Qiang Liang roared.

This sound, like a thunderclap, immediately attracted the attention of many immortals on Kunlun Mountain.

Rumble!

The next moment, magical artifacts flew everywhere, divine light flashed, and countless attacks transformed into a torrent, directly striking the Candle Dragon.

"Sing~"

But Candle Dragon neither dodged nor avoided it.

It let out a painful roar and then plunged into the River of Time, never to be seen again.

Candle Dragon left.

The remaining dragon elders instantly understood the secrets of Heavenly Secrets and the cause and effect.

They had no will to fight any longer and left the battlefield, intending to return to Longyuan in the Eastern Sea.

But the members of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path would not allow them to leave the battlefield so easily.

This leaves behind a major hidden danger for oneself.

As a result, the intensity of the battles within the Grand Void increased dramatically.

Blood rained down from time to time, and Dao Lords shed their blood.

"This brat is not worth discussing things with!"

On the battlefield not far away, one could see the phantom of the Candle Dragon disappearing into the River of Time.

The Heart Demon Old Ancestor was so enraged that his Three Corpse Gods leaped into a rage.

A sudden, intense chill ran through me.

The tide has turned!

The tide has turned against them!

Not only did the Heart Demon Old Ancestor realize this, but all the powerful figures in the Losers' Alliance also knew that the outcome of the Kunlun War was already clear.

Rumble!

In the instant their minds changed.

A thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky.

Then one could see that from the boundless chaos, countless Auspicious Clouds, thousands of strands of Auspicious Qi, and billions of rays of rosy light slowly rose.

Boundless purple energy filled space and time, spanning infinite dimensions, and captivating everyone's mind.

The supreme, divine, and sacred majesty of the Great Dao resounded throughout the boundless heavens, dispelling all clouds and reaching the four cardinal directions and eight wastelands:

"Lying high in the nine heavens, I find the true Dao on my futon."

"Beyond the mysteries of heaven and earth, I shall be the supreme leader."

The indifferent, calm, and lingering chanting echoed in the hearts of countless beings.

On the Great Dao formed by endless purple energy, an old Daoist with white hair, holding a bamboo staff in one hand and bathed in countless rays of light, strolled over as if he were the embodiment of the Great Dao itself.

His indifferent and emotionless gaze swept over the many powerful beings in the sky.

It sent chills down everyone's spine.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Greetings, teacher!"

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

Daoist Hongjun, it was actually Daoist Hongjun who hadn't stepped out of the chaos for countless eons that made his personal appearance.

The Mystic Gate Immortal Path) sects were naturally overjoyed.

Meanwhile, the powerful Dao Lord of the Western Demonic Cult and other factions felt utterly cold inside.

Regardless of what the various powerful beings were thinking, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's gaze fell upon the Four Extremes Divine Lords, and he slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoists, how have you been?!"

The Four Extremes Divine Lords smiled bitterly and bowed, saying:

"We pay our respects to the Dao Ancestor."

"But what Imperial Decree has the Dao Ancestor brought with him?!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sighed softly:

"The four fellow Daoists, who are stationed at the four extremes of the Primordial World, have performed Great Merit for heaven and earth."

"But the Divine Demon Dao Lineage declines; this is the general trend of the Heavenly Dao and the natural order of the evolution of heaven and earth."

"You are ignorant of cause and effect, and unable to distinguish right from wrong."

"Their delusion to restore the Primordial Three Clans led to this Tribulation of Slaughter."

Having said that, he lightly tapped his bamboo staff, sealing away all the Dao Cultivation and supernatural powers of the Four Extremes Divine Lords.

"Heavenly Dao's justice is impartial; those who commit sins must be punished."

"But I remember that you have the merit of guarding the four cardinal directions."

"Do not kill them lightly."

"From this day forward, you shall suppress the four corners of the earth and shall not interfere in Mortal World affairs."

"Only when the Primordial World True Realm is established and the Boundless Chaos Sea opens can one be born!"

The Four Extremes Divine Lords' expressions suddenly changed, a hint of panic flashing in their eyes.

The True Realm is established, and the Chaos Sea opens; how many eons will it take for this to happen?

In that case, wouldn't it be equivalent to being sentenced to life imprisonment?!

"The Dao Ancestor..."

They wanted to say something more.

However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun remained indifferent, showing no intention of paying them any attention.

If it weren't for their own intervention to suppress the Xuanmen's fortune, the Four Extremes Divine Lords wouldn't have been able to seize this opportunity to exploit their weakness.

Furthermore, the Four Extremes Divine Lords do indeed possess the responsibilities and positions of Heaven and Earth.

These few people are delusional enough to try to provoke Purple Firmament Palace into chaos, thereby hindering the rise of the Xuanmen.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to kill them on the spot.

He pointed his bamboo staff into the air.

The Four Extremes Divine Lords instantly transformed into four beams of divine light, falling into the four cardinal directions.

The four beings who had attained the status of Quasi- Sub-Saint had no chance to resist whatsoever.

This tactic startled all the powerful figures.

"The matter here has been resolved."

"Thirty thousand years from now, those who have reached the rank of Great Luo Dao Lord or above in the Mystic Gate Immortal Path shall come to the Purple Firmament Palace to see me!"

After Dao Ancestor Hongjun dealt with the Four Extremes Divine Lords, he did not take any further action against other living beings. Instead, he gave a brief instruction to the immortals of the Xuanmen and waved his sleeve.

He then led the Purple Firmament Palace back to the Outer Heavens and went to oversee the Chaos.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun left.

Daoist of Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerate laughed heartily, Four Swords of Zhu Xian shattered the endless chaos.

"Fellow Daoists, the Mystic Gate Immortal Path should flourish."

"They have already failed miserably and have no hope of making a comeback."

"For the sake of justice, we must eradicate evil completely today!"

Zhou Yuan arrived treading through the void. Upon hearing Daoist of Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerate's words, he immediately clapped his hands in praise:

"We should press the enemy to their death!"

"Today we shall finish this battle and annihilate them completely."

"To avoid leaving future troubles for the lineage and its disciples."

Upon hearing this, the immortals' hearts stirred.

Although the Primordial Great World is vast, many Great Luo Dao Lords have disciples and followers, and none of them complain about a lack of cultivation resources.

If we could keep all these Great Luo experts in Kunlun.

The Dao Master lost his position and seized the Dao Fruit.

The strength required to achieve the Great Luo Dao Lord level is reduced by half.

In the future, when the Mystic Gate Immortal Path flourishes and there are no competitors for resources, their own lineage might even produce a few Innate Dao Lords.

Moreover, the Mystic Gate Immortal Path and this group of the Losers' Alliance have now formed a considerable rift. To prevent them from being plotted against, it would be better to eliminate them all at once this time.

Thinking this way.

Clad in a blood-red robe, the Ancestor Minghe, wielding the Black-and-White Twin Swords, was the first to burst into wild laughter, unleashing an endless stench of blood that swept across the heavens.

"Ha ha!"

"The Blood Sea surges on, Minghe never dies."

"Let the Ancestor initiate this round of Tribulation of Slaughter!"

Rumble!

The Great Dao of Slaughter roared, boundless red light swirled in the surging Blood Sea, Yuantu and Abi Swords flashed with sword light, slashing straight at the sky.

"Kill!"

The Ancestor Minghe's move was like tolling the death knell for the Losers' Alliance.

Many powerful figures have taken action.

In an instant, within the Grand Void, Innate Spiritual Treasures collided, the Great Dao roared, the laws trembled, and boundless waves surged, crushing countless dimensions.

I don't know how much time passed.

The entire Kunlun Mountains, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, were stained crimson.

Golden blood flows through Kunlun, nourishing creation.

The numerous practitioners of the Kunlun Mountain lineage diligently guarded their respective mountain gates, activated the protective array, and chanted the Yellow Court Classic.

Just looking at the thunder that occasionally rumbled in the sky and the blood rain falling down made my heart pound with fear.

All I can do is pray for peace in silence.

On this day, the sounds of clashing weapons emanating from the Grand Void seemed to vanish suddenly.

Then, amidst the joyful gazes of millions of creatures in the Kunlun Mountains.

Auspicious purple clouds drift eastward for 300,000 miles.

Flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.

Amidst the colorful clouds, numerous powerful figures from the Mystic Gate Immortal Path, draped in rosy light and riding on auspicious Auspicious Clouds, revealed themselves in the Grand Void.

Their clothes were stained with blood, or their faces were bruised and purple, but they all wore a jubilant expression.

"From this day forward."

"The Mystic Gate Immortal Path should be the Orthodox Dharma of cultivation in the Primordial Great World."

"All other methods are Heterodox Path and Devil Dao arts, neither belonging to the Orthodox Dharma path nor to the unorthodox sects."

The immortals of Xuanmen sect suddenly spoke.

In an instant, the Heavenly Dao responded.

A thought suddenly arose in the minds of all living beings in the Primordial World.

From then on, all those who practiced the Orthodox Dharma methods of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path were free from external evils and received the protection of the Heavenly Dao.

Heterodox Path who cultivate Mystic Gate Immortal Path will suffer three tribulations and nine calamities, with each trial bringing a new tribulation.

There is no time to achieve enlightenment.

Upon hearing this, an old demon who had escaped from the Kunlun battlefield staggered in mid-air, his face filled with panic. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of demonic blood and could no longer even stand.

"You're not a human being!"

"You're not a human being!"

The old demon felt dizzy and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

This is suppression at the level of the Heavenly Dao; this is a procedural establishment of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path as the number one cultivation method in the Primordial Great World.

The goal is to exterminate all other heretical sects without leaving any room for maneuver.

Even though these old guys managed to escape with their lives in this fight, they still retained a bit of their strength.

However, if their disciples and grand-disciples do not cultivate the Orthodox Dharma of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path, they will find it difficult to attain the Great Dao and achieve true enlightenment.

If this continues, Epoch Change, and humankind will undergo transformations.

The traditions left behind by these old fogies are destined to be swept into the dust, never to be revived.

Thinking of this, the old demon 'Dao Heart Shattered, and he felt utterly disheartened.

"Not planning for the short term, but for the long term."

"For all eternity, we have no hope of turning our lives around. What can we do? What can we do?!"

Just when he was in utter despair.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the void, and the only Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate of the Western Demonic Cult who escaped with his life, the Supreme Heavenly Demon Lord, staggered out with a pale face.

He looked at the old demon before him, frowned, and coldly snorted:

What are you panicking about?

"The Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine; there is still a glimmer of hope."

"When the Demon Ancestor perished, he said, 'Dao Rises, Demon Wanes, the Dao Wanes, Demon Rises.'"

"Today, the Mystic Gate Immortal Path is powerful, and we should remain in hiding."

"But everything that reaches its peak will eventually decline."

"By then, hmph..."

Thinking of this, the Supreme Heavenly Demon Lord's expression froze, and after a long while, he said helplessly:

"I, the Ancestor, need to recuperate in the Heavenly Demon Palace, and also to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the Xuanmen."

"Wu Tian!"

The old demon's spirits lifted, and he stepped forward respectfully, saying:

"Please give your orders, Ancestor!"

"From this day forward, change your original name and depart for Mount Sumeru."

"From now on, let him be called Kinnara!"

Having said that, the Supreme Heavenly Demon Lord transformed into Black Mist and disappeared into the horizon.

Only one voice remained in Kinnara's heart.

Forget the past, wait patiently for the right opportunity, wait patiently for the right opportunity!