Invincible Stance, Facing Two Undying Kings Alone!

"Yutuo, save me!!!"

Anlan's cry for help exploded across the Border Wasteland of the Foreign Realm like a thunderclap, shaking the Primordial Divine Mountains to their foundations.

At this moment, countless creatures of the Foreign Realm trembled, feeling an incredulity that reached its peak.

That was the Immortal King Anlan!

He was the supreme existence who once declared, "Those who chant my true name shall see eternal life in reincarnation!"

Had he truly been driven to such a state?

"Boom!"

Just as Jiang Chen's massive hand, wreathed in chaotic energy, was about to suppress Anlan, a terrifying aura—no weaker than Anlan's—suddenly erupted from the endless darkness deep within the Foreign Realm!

Immediately following, a black palm of equal magnitude thrust out from the depths of the void, forcibly bracing against the descending chaotic hand!

"Clang!"

The collision of the two palms produced a sound a billion times louder than before.

In that single instant, the space-time of the entire Border Wasteland completely collapsed, and countless minor worlds were reduced to ash in the wake of the impact!

As the darkness dispersed, a towering figure stepped out from the void.

His body was wreathed in thick, dark mist, obscuring his true features; only a pair of eyes, dark as the abyss, could be seen staring coldly in the direction of the Primordial Immortal Court.

The Immortal King, Yutuo!

"Anlan, you were too careless."

There was a hint of reproach in Yutuo's voice, but it was overshadowed by his wariness of the chaotic hand before him.

Though Anlan was in a sorry state, with Yutuo's support, he finally caught his breath.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and straightened his spine, the arrogance of one who stood at the pinnacle of immortality returning to him:

"Yutuo, lend me your strength!"

"We must slay this fiend here today; we cannot let the tiger return to the mountains!"

"Very well!"

Yutuo did not waste words; he knew this was not the time to assign blame.

If they did not join forces to block this strike, not only would Anlan suffer, but the entire Border Wasteland might be sunk!

"Immortal Light, illuminate the ages!"

Yutuo roared, his dark mist igniting instantly, transforming into the purest immortal power that gathered in his palm.

At the same time, Anlan once again raised the Golden Ancient Spear, which, though bent, remained sharp.

"Red Edge Spear, Immortal Shield!"

What a terrifying scene it was for two Immortal Kings to join forces!

Two pillars of light, capable of piercing through the heavens and myriad worlds, shot into the sky, intertwining until they formed a massive web of laws that slammed into the chaotic hand!

"Boom!"

This collision was no longer a simple contest of strength, but a slaughter of laws and Great Daos!

The heavens collapsed, the earth split, and the myriad Daos wailed!

Under the joint attack of the two Immortal Kings, the hand wreathed in chaotic energy finally faltered for a moment.

Yet, in that very moment of hesitation, the terrifying power contained within the hand seemed to find an outlet, erupting with sudden, violent force!

"Pfft!"

Under that power, even the combined efforts of the two Immortal Kings appeared strained.

Anlan, in particular, being at the center of the battlefield, coughed up another mouthful of blood, his body trembling violently.

Had the Immortal War Chariot not glowed to protect its master in time, he likely would have been sent flying once more.

While Yutuo fared slightly better, his black palm was now covered in cracks, and drops of black immortal blood dripped from it, corroding the void below.

"How is this possible!"

Upon sensing the opponent's strength, Yutuo's eyes were filled with shock.

With him and Anlan working together, they could contend even against the true supreme giants of the Immortal Domain.

Yet, facing this hand reaching out across endless time and space, they were actually at a disadvantage?

Furthermore...

Yutuo looked up, staring fixedly at the chaotic hand. Within that power, he sensed an aura that made his very soul tremble!

It was a supreme aura that transcended the Immortal King, transcended the heavens and the myriad Daos, and even stood above all else!

"Emperor..."

For a moment, Yutuo's throat felt dry as he struggled to utter the single word.

Although that aura was extremely faint, almost imperceptible, it signified that the other party had already touched upon that realm to a slight degree.

Even if they had only found the path ahead without yet stepping onto it, for existences of their level, it was an entirely different magnitude of power, enough to crush the eternal blue sky.

Conversely, Anlan, standing to the side, naturally sensed that elusive aura as well; his pupils constricted, his eyes filled with shock.

"How can this be? Hasn't that realm been severed long ago!"

Meanwhile, just as the two Immortal Kings were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Deep within the Foreign Realm, in an ancient forbidden zone that had been silent for endless years, a pair of terrifying eyes suddenly snapped open, gazing toward this direction.

And beneath another desolate, dead wasteland, an ancient coffin buried for countless epochs suddenly trembled, emitting a dull, muffled sound.

"The Emperor's path reappears? In this epoch, has someone actually come close to finding this road again?"

Primordial Immortal Court, deep within the divine palace.

Jiang Chen's expression was indifferent; he did not feel the slightest panic due to the joint efforts of the two Immortal Kings.

He did not continue his assault, as this strike across endless space and time consumed a massive amount of energy.

Moreover, he had also sensed those ancient existences awakening deep within the Foreign Realm.

If he truly provoked those old monsters into emerging, although he did not fear them, there was no need to wage war against the entire Foreign Realm right now.

"Very well, let it end here."

Having said that, Jiang Chen reached out his hand once more, his calm voice echoing across the Border Wasteland of the Foreign Realm.

"Anlan, it is a foregone conclusion that your descendant's skills are inferior."

"If you dare to bully the young with your status again, This Seat shall personally descend upon the Foreign Realm to slay you!"

As his voice fell, that chaotic giant hand suddenly snatched Ye Qingyu, who had been hovering at the edge of the battlefield, into its palm.

It then vanished into a spatial rift.

Just then, several terrifying auras arrived at high speed from the depths of the Foreign Realm, descending upon this place.

Several old men dressed in ancient attire, their bodies exuding a decaying aura, appeared out of thin air on the Border Wasteland battlefield.

Their seniority was frighteningly high; every one of them was an old monster who had lived for countless epochs, even older than Anlan and Yutuo!

"Greetings, Ancient Ancestors!"

Seeing these individuals appear, Anlan and Yutuo did not dare to be arrogant and hurriedly bowed in salute.

This was because when they were still True Immortals, these figures before them had already been Immortal Kings.

The reason they had not been active in this ancient history for all these years was that they had all been in seclusion, attempting to touch upon that legendary, higher realm.

Yet now, because of Jiang Chen's strike, they had all emerged from seclusion together.

Hearing the words of Anlan and Yutuo, one of the old men ignored them, instead staring fixedly at the direction where Jiang Chen had vanished, lost in thought.

After a while, he suddenly discovered something. With a wave of his sleeve, fragments from the already collapsed ground below suddenly floated upward, eventually evolving back into a broken scepter before him...